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PUSSY AND THE
ItOM the uiotuent
the kitten knew
anything he was
aware he was a
father and moth
or were lovely,
long haired Au
good looking, he
was a very spoil
ed and ill man
nered kltteu. Hla|
mother bad fool
ishly said lu his
h earing that
with his looks
toe could do as he liked.
One day, when the kltteu was about
three months old. u telegrum came to
the house where he lived. It said.
"Send little Angora tu Miss Nellie Dale.
? I'Mftb uvenue, New York."
The butler came in with n box. put
the unsuspecting kitten iu and nailed
down the lid
What followed Is too confusing to
tell There was much rattling over
rough streets. much jolting over
trucks, much Bhrieking of engines,
much bumping ugalUbt boxes. At last
it was over The box was carried Into
a warm, softly lighted room A child's
voice was heart! exclaiming: "For me!
Why, I wonder what it can be." A
tiny mow soon told her, and In a few
minutes the kitten was out of its
prison and tightly snuggled in the
arms of a little girl. A saucer of milk
Was soon lapped up. and pussy's life
iu Ids new home began
Nellie named her new pet Blizzard
because he was white and soft like
Blizzard thought this name nil right,
but did not for an instant mean to an
A HMD l II l ltr.lt UKW ROCNDBD FKOM TUB
swer to It He had never learned to
mind or do anything else but be u
trouble He stole everything he could
get. He broke an expensive vase be
cause be would play tag with himself
a the parlor mantel. He climbed up
the handsome new curtains ut the hall
windows with the result that they soon
looked like streamers. Ho cried all the
time people were eating, wanting meat
and other things not good for kittens
'Twos the night before Christmas,
and the servants were busy preparing
for the big dinner tomorrow.
Ali ibe relatives were iuvlled, and
Dinnh. the cook, knew that the only
way to have her dinner on time was to
get things ready for It the day before.
She had Just got the big turkey out
and picked It clean of pin feat hers.
She put it In the pantry while she grat
Cd bread with which to stuff It
Cotnpuny came In. and Dinab did not
get her turkey tilled as she had hoped
She went to bed. setting her alarm lor
6 O'clock, expecting to Stuff the turkey
before breakfast. When bedtime came
no Blizzard was to be found
The household was awakened at f> in
the morning by a scream from Dinah,
which brought the family to the kitch
en all armed and expecting to see a
?burglar. They found Dinah in a faint
on the lloor of the painry, and beside
her was Ibe big turkey On looking
closer and hearing. Dinah faintly wins
per. "The cat." all eyes turned to look
for the cat No one could locate 111 PI
until ( smothered mew sounded from
the Inside of the turkey Nellie peek
pd In and saw llli/.zards head sticking
out where the stUlllug Is usually poked
In. He was hauled out His white
conl was sticky and dir and his
stomnch stuck out like n wolfs iu the
fnlry tale after he bad dined off the
ten little pigs.
Dinah locked Blizzard In the Inun
dry until he should thoroughly repent
Another turkey had to be prepared,
and Blizzard was forgotten until the
day after Christmas. When Nellie
went to take hlrn out of his prison Di
nob went with her.
"Will you ever do such a naughty
thlm: again. Blizzard?" she asked him
Blizzard looked right at her and said
"See." said Kilon; "he snys he never
Will. Dinah "
Dinah answered. "1 guess that mew
means he will never do such a thing
again this Christmas "
The artist grew red and white by
turns as be recognized tbe boy. It
was tbe sixteen-year-old brotber of
"Hal P.nnntors!" he cried. "Where
did you drop from?"
"From the snow clouds." answered
tbe youth, hugging the surprised artist.
"This is some luck, all right. Unding
shelter, and just think of its being your
rn.our.tniu retreat. Aldyce is out there
In tti> ear The machine broke down
just below your cabin."
"Aldyce in the car out In this storm!"
cried Claude, buttoning up his coat ;mm1
rushing to the door.
"Yes. We were on our way to Fra
Zler's, up Bear canyon." Hal shouted
his erplanntiou as be dung to his coin*
pan ion's arm through the snowy gale.
"The Fraziers are giving an old fash
ioned Christmas eve party at their
ranch house. You know Aldyce and
Dell Frazier were great pals at school,
so Aldyce was bound to go to the par
ty. 1 was sure I knew the road there,
but this snow came on so suddenly I
wus u little confused where the roads
fork. Aldyce insisted this was the right
way, so we came up the wrong can
The artist paid scant heed to young
Bunnler'sexplanation. As they sturdily
breasted the keen, snow burdened wind
toward the crippled car he was thlnk
"hbSjPI nm.p!" huh ciiibd in mock
ing what a strange prank fate had
played on him. lie had wanted to bury
himself in his mountain cabin, sixty
live miles away from Aldyce. and here
she was. snowbound at his door.
Tbe wrecked automobile in the snow
tempest looked like a red rock half
buried in raging white aps near a
stormy shore. In the back sent sat a
girl veiled and clad in rich furs.
"Aldyce!" exclaimed Claude, opening
the door wido enough to admit his
"We are uninvited guests." laughed
the girl, giving him one of her small
gloved hands. The girl was the more
rational of the two. the young artist
being too confused to offer the cus
tomary courtesies of host.
"Come, Claude, why don't you ask us
in? I'm getting cold." she reminded
him. "Perhaps you want me to freeze
stiff and stark out here so you can have
n real model for a famous painting en
titled 'Frozen In a Motorcar.' " she
Without a word in reply she felt her
self lifted in the man's strong arms
Tbe next second be was burning ber
away to tbe cabin.
"Help, belp!" sbe called lu mock ter
ror. "Hal. bring tbe suit cases. Tbe
mountain brigand Is currying off your
Claude F.xtrum deposited bis guest lu
a great easy chair in front of the blaz
ing pine log on the tlrepluce. Then he
helped her remove her wraps Present
ly she sat back (p'i.e at ber ease, her
handsomely shod feet on an Improvised
footstool, While her tare glowed in the
"What are you cooking. Claude, that
smells so tarnation good?" demanded
Hal. gulfitng robustly as he found a
place for the suit eases in an iiuoccu
> led corner of t he si udlo
"Not a Christmas turkey, you young
gastronomer." answered Claude, his
somberness leaving him under the
merry mood of bis two unexpected
guests, "it's beans- pure, unadulter
ated beans." he added, with a tragic air.
"This is a regular bean soup even
ing." observed Aldyce. "I'm sure 1
shall enjoy it."
"1 want the Inrgest bowl In your
china collection." ordered Hal. assist
ing the artlsl to sirt Dour for the bis
cuits. "Nature has endowed me with
a big sized attachment for bean soup."
"The pot Is full." said Claude, lifting
the lid to give the boy a peep, "but If
yon advise an extension we might
bring the wash boiler Into service."
It was a merry meal to which they
sat down as the early dusk of Christ
mas eve heran to creep into the rustic
studio. Hill declared ihe bean soup
was nectar, and Aldyce herself pinned
up her sleeves and made delicious col'
fee. Hut the reaction came to Claude
?t the close of the least, lie suddenly
pushed back his chair from the tabU
and sat moodily stating into the crum
bling embers on the hearth.
Aldyce regarded the young man's
clouded countenance for a short time
in silence, n mysterious twinkle in her
dark eyes. Then she arose and walked
over to t he window.
"Hal," she called to her brother,
who showed symptoms of dozing in his
chair, "the snow has almost stopped
I want yon to go out and see If the
car Is still properly covered."
With a yawn the young fellow obey
ed. whistling merrily as be trudged
down the canyon.
Quickly Aldyce opened her suit case,
took out a long envelope and laid it
before the artist.
"A Christmas gift for you." she said
simply, the mysterious smile now lurk
lug at the corners of her mouth "Open
He obeyed and a crisp check fot
$3,000 dropped into his hand Then In
rend the accompanying note:
I Dear Old Pal?The Inclosed cheek Is r<>
your painting, "Rainbow Canyon In Sum
mer," seid to the famous art collector.
Mr. Stevens ?>f Now York Ho wants tho
same scene In wln't >r til your own pvleo
lie says to I"- prepared for some ordert
from bis friends Merry Christmas!
"Aldyce, how did yon learn 1 was
here'.'" he as..e I. moving toward her
"I.a wren e told 'inc. I w a* in th
studio when Mr. Stevens bought ynui
picture on exhibition there. He wn
so happy for you he let out your sc
croi that you were coining here to bur.
yourself for Ihe holidays." she replied
"Then I planned"
Site hesitated, blushed, looking in
him with latl;;lllnu eyes.
"l>ell I'razier's party." he llllishei
"How dare yon Insinuate tl at I fab
ricatcd that as an c v use to bring yo?
| the good news of your fortune?" sla
taunted him. assuming a tone of in
ile sprang toward hoi. With a litth
i cry of feigned frlj'M she eluded It 11 r >
| but stopped under the h.Hi ring lamp
where a dangling - prav of mi^tlctoi
I touched her hull '? hon he kl.I her
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Pocket Flash Lights,
Winchester Shot Gun,
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