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While The Missoulian takes every reasonable precaution to guard against typographical errors in its advertising columns, printers are but human anJ we will not be responsible for errors which may inadvertently occur. Missoulian Publishing Company. THtRSI)AY, DECE.lMtIER S, l1:. I heard the bells on Christmas day Their old familiar carols play, And wild and sweet the words re peat Of peace on earth, good will to men! And tho't how, as the day had come, The belfries of all Christendom Had rolled along the unbroken song Of peace on earth, good will to men! Till ringing, singing on its way, The world revolved from night to day, A voice, a chime, a chant sublime, Of peace on earth, good w II to men! -Longfellow. A WELCOME GIFT. P'reside-nt I 'raigh':il in the role of Santia ('lans has this zear made 'ltristnmas l more-than-ep'er import- . ant date in the uniiersity calendar. Not in a long t;me has The AM Is :tlithan printed netWsa which gate greiater satisfaction to the friends of T the state uni\versity than xcste-rdai+ miorning's announcentlent that I r. I raighead hald \\ ,i fron the state board of educatliti deserved recog nitiun of hls ,la.imus for the inlstitll tion of \hich he is the head. The 1.13 ('Christmnas gift whi'ch tile president bore front tilhe state board of etlducation to thii university pos sesses more tihan I,; atI signifi'caztie It is for all lMont:tna to rejoice ini tl.is gr.at I'hristml as cheer, for it is a, nets oppiortunlitI for the deniii - strat in of thei crretntess of Il'. i('ragheiad'i pI lih regarding a greater V li vi'ersity. The action of t hei state haId il' t ze liuc tit i is lih ti rit ldecided stepI iin ztie lirection if the dl-'evelittiiient if a triue university, a lunivetrsity fotr ll thre state and for all its ipeln em 't'he sau e of the i, " r ,,lrs f the istitluto.n is it .t'c b o'~"+,'t,1r' bh " the greaterl Hut, while ,ie tri, nds of tihe ii ll l xersitY riejot e ii thliit iliristmas gift x hiche is iurs, t hr ligh this far sghted a tsin of th, State hoard, ~, m1ust ltre-itilicr that th:s i- hut the h Teginning It is the first step. And tl 'very one of us llmet stand ttl ilind t President ('raighued i his tndetra v, t, work out tlii pliinis which this Christmas gift alx 50 ptissihle. Fren the inmproved antal g,- 9ri.n1i t wiii-kli is afforded by the '.- it olpportunity lnow gixven, -every ft iind if the uni versity trillst lend his stren-gth in the untited effort to d".el,,xp a greater univetrsity. Nor we ild anv i lit- ir I Ihristtina page lhe complente wilthout the ri ho ofI the prayer of Tiny Tim. AlI prece dent and all sinerity uldetlnd that xe qtuote I "lod bless ius every one." Missoula has thxi right prescrlip t ion., this year, for at sure-enzuti-h h t lerry Christmas. Keep your eye peeleld all day for a chance to add to the gettuin-elzzs-s of this Christnmas. The ground is h lite, the clotudsil hiave lifted, the weiather mtan has got into the game. The Mlissoulian lhopes everybody's Christmas will be merry and thie hope i. sincere. WVe can teven see Dad Farley's big tlag in the light of Christmas morn ing. Yes, to everybody. That means you. MERRY CHRISTMAS And the angel said unto them: F'ear not, for behold, I bring Nou tidings of great joy, which shall he to all people. And suddenly there was with the angel a nmultitude of the heavenly host, praising God and saying. Glory to God in the Highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men. Simultaneously with the announcement of the first Christmas came the declaration of its dominant idea. The New Holiday was proclaimed by angels and they, at the same time, sounded the keynote of the occasion. And the song which the angels sang that first Christmas morning, above the Judean hills, has never ceased. New voices have taken up the chorus until now it is sung from one end of the earth to the other and by millions of voices are its happy words chanted. For the New Holiday was declared "for all people." The new dispensation broke down the barriers which had cir cumscribed the gifts of God in the belief of the world; this new gift was "for all people." There is no east, no west, no race, no color, no hide-bound doctrine, no selfish as sumption of superiority, in the Great Gift which Christmas brought to the world. For the message was "tidings of great joy." Happiness became at once the Christmas note. And thus it is that "Merry Christmas" is the day's salutation in every land and among every people. The triumphant note of the Christ mas chorus is joy. And harmonious with it, blend the other notes of peace and good-will. It is the melody which rings this morning from sun to sun and from pole to pole. It is a song which transcends all other music ever heard upon this earth. It is glorious. That Christmas, then, is happiest which breathes of joy, of peace and of good-will to all people. There is no room today for a grouch, any where. There is no room for hatred in any heart. There is no room today for ill-will in any mind. Politics, creeds, rivalries, ambitions-all these are forgotten this morning. The bustle of trade is still; the rattle of the money-chang ers is silenced; the noise of commerce is not heard. The world resounds this morning with the call of "Merry Christmas." Say it, when you say it, as if you meant it. Speak it to all you meet. Hunt up the man against whom, yesterday, you held bitter thoughts and bid him a Merry Christmas Join in the general endeavor to make this everybody's holi day. Take this Christmas, as far as you can, "to all peo ple." Then will you partake of the spirit of Christmas; then will you sing your part in the great Christmas song. And you'll find, tonight, that this has been the merriest Christmas you ever knew. For you have made of it a real Christmas. It isn't the size of the gift-it's the Christmas spirit that counts. Notes of the Anvil Chorus A CHRISTMAS PRAYER. N-wv pr-y we on Thy morning, Lord, ior tolerrance, for Io e' of kild; .\ feetling hirt, tan open imind, Leaving judgment all to Theer. Alonl, W\ho sees behlind the word That which escapes Ihll Phairisee. Teach Its lthe mockery oif g hI; "IThat 'e are living only wielni \V\r li've I, love of fillowmnr in. Not treasures sliatlched inl lustft lliess 'iI'Ir earth. lnor irtlues, emlpt, cod, tiet any saliv.g." s:iie duress. tMay we he slo0w tl hlt oiur scalesII )iI notive ( '.We lt i sr ti r giltes., Anlld sl ow to llraid irighteou.snes, \Vhlo' cannlot know or hopel to know W\'l rer'il ii our dust-sprunti t g b)rothittr 'fils r whereI he t'i'tlqers. ,rant it so. And h. hei worshipper rrf Thine I. kil,,lhr to t the b rnlitg slln i f t Atllath's faitihful stervanit Is neII, ir It ldhia's: helit' exists atso e The agoniy of r'Trimet's decline Whiio miikes' his rule of living, iLove. Big Brothers. The g It tuns Outhtirst that glive' irth to tie tlig t litr.th r crisad,' is in ti rilng, ill it w iar. W t('r(- it -: ) T1n thic, , s it w ld ; t, ). ;tltogetl her so. lllhli t sn't it, rather. lin atemptlit tio evade ail iever- t-l t ilnt " si'll t it a sop throw to just ,'ns ience.i'..' If a ligt lllother ft'e''ling (oult h e i t e l eill i durin g irinstitution r at her l l li than ll o' 'il sitnal1t I r.\1 rsin.t' l to heep-roh ted vilalsn it oli1 trl'I'nsfortri the worl t. Skinnay. SlinnaVr , Il i s.-,S l ]d 'I ,i bi l r ,ot f songit it t ;arol as ht OwIl , hb t its lpre'sellta tion shot.i d tnoo nimuth reihearsing for that. it-r,,- I. is, atiltw : Yuley, yriley, uthe-(1o, iOpen up imo r t" pulSe", 1111h, o ill tock 'til n sixt September And for tenl ii 'tithis ull1 rt elnlllr ier Yiihe , \i ilt+y, t, l e'-thih. After Samuel Pepys. 3r id-tin this day I slept late, it he g gien to ime for a .itoliday. To the shot 'iand lttazaanirs where I was amazed with the beauity of tihe divers rich; gifts anid lid wish for wealth that I might Iy till. To iluncheon with l). ltiihrards, the scrilber, anid W. Fergu son, ithi ioin secrrtary, at The Signl of thei Jolthi Hger and ate isomer tasty soup, but found ttlhe roast unsavoiry. In the afternion versifying, ibut with poor succesL'' andt s i t iremember tihe i i-ice oif it. Ret inolds, the priofessior, witlo hath advised the triollt, calling it fatr easier titihan other formns, thlioutigh they ire all hard, Healen kniols. To th.e T'ihater in the evelring to see The 'ount of Mlto tCristo in the cintematro graph. A grsly tale, what with mtur dIers aut imprisonment, only it was ny fortune toi sit by ai most pretty ald imost hclever lady, which pleased mle illuch. 24th-\V'ith W\. F'erguson to buy gifts, I selecting one for myself and ho doing likewise, anrd mine came to five tpennies more which we found very droll. Purchased for F. Fergu son, the paragrapher, a red flannel shirt that he asked for jokingly and made merry over It, too. To my work, but found little, everyone being busied with Chrrstmas: and it is good to see so muchl happiness. Working late with one thing and another suet as make the life of ait scrivener very hard, though my friends are alwayn ready to joke about my ease, of whict I have little, for must I not labour venir oin ('hrlstmas day. But found imanUl giood things cooking at home and many evergreens which. excite me as if T were a child, which is strange. and so to bed. "Phorty" \hisler led the Big B.rlother brigad(e last evening, with the accent 1oni tihe HBig. That Christmas Prize. Mrs. Hail, the jurors in ouir (Christ llts contest, has colme forward with her decision. She, awards first place to SopI)hocles, the initial entry. Solpholes' choice in books was "''ol lowing Old Trails," and the book has been shipped. Sophocles desires his trul name kept secret. The conttribu tion that grabbed the kale, is this: Do Your Swapping Early. A red and yellow necktie lies Within mlly Ibureacu drawer: Embroidered hedroom slippers hallg Inside tni closet door. Ml'or' lurid hopeless Christmas gifts \erec never given, surely, Each daty they bid .me speed and do My c'hristnmas swalppinig early. .\ hated btk, in Iniused pipe, c'uff-links that do not please tme, A hand-enlmr tid eretd pilleowr and tdd iknlick-knacks sent to tease me- The.c, misfits haun l ight night and iay, iA ilsless hi trly- hurly.t Aid splr iesnc to rin r ns d cu do 1y ('h'ristli as swaptping early. Si, Anvil C' horislter', that book: I 'e won the prize, I take it. Yito might ais w'ell spare other folks \ ho'l strii\ve, but fail to tmake it. Thi' otheri day ai hieardless ntan tMy wIi n is long cancd curly- Ifl'rid 'c razor for that uook. I' l d I, tn\ swapping e.arly. S) PI PH('LIES. ABOUT THE STATE Ninety-eight sheep, 17 tucrkeys, 18 Stducks and S6 c'hickens were killed by hobtiits il .nhe night on the ranch of Hiar cvy andt Treglhan, onti Shields river. last cweek Thc, animals scapied. IGeorg e Stevenison and Wilson A. i tarris ha\ve beien senlt to the state Ipenitentiry' for oine year, upon convic tion of stealing and killing a steer. Tihe First Presbyterian church of Great Falls last Sitnday dedicated its t'enlarged and improved building. Lewis and C'lark county last season slitpent $63,000 on roads and bridges. The new flour mill at Glasgow is nea ricng complet ion. Slancy, awsoin county, is to have a $40,000 hotel in the spring. The Dorcas society of Livingston will distribute Christmas dinners for 11 families, which include 27 children Thte D)aily inter Lake of Kalispell has passed into the hanttds of its new owners and is now edited and man aged by J. T. LaFord. formerly of Big t Timber. i MRS. WILSON TO HER HUSBAND. 1 New York. Dec. 24.-.. painting d which Presidtent 'Woodrow Wilson has y long admired will be one of his most g prized Christmas gifts, It was learned d' here tonight. The picture is a land g scape, "The Wood Cthopper," by H. h Hobart Nichols, widely known as a y landscape artist. Mrs. Wilson, her | self an artist of fast growing repute, h is the donor. An Editorial by Charles Dickens From "A Christmas CarolI' Timel.y, it seems to us. is the publication of this abridgement of the great novelist's irresistible appeal to the Christmas spirit. Here it is, for the good t it may do, no less than for the inestimable good it has already done: Marley was dead: to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. The register of his burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the under taker and the chief mourner. Scrooge signed it: and Scrooge's name was good upon t'hange for anything he chose to put his hand to. Old Marley was as dead as a doornail. Scrooge knew he was dead? Of course he did. How could it be otherwise? Scrooge and he were partners for I don't know how many years. Scrooge was 3 his sole executor, his sole administrator, his sole assign, his sole residuary leg atee, his sole friend and sole mourner. )Oh! But he was a tight-fisted hand at the grindstone, Scrooge! a squeez ing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous, old sinner! External heat and cold had little influence on Scrooge. No warmth could warm, nor wintry weather chill him. No wind that blew was more bitter than he; no falling snow was more intent upon its purpose; no pelting rain less operL to entreaty. Foul weather didn't know where to have him. The heaviest rain, and snow, and hail, and sleet, could boast of the advantage over him in only one reispect: . They often "came down" handsomely, and Scrooge never did. On a certain Christmas eve, after Scrooge had growled at his nephlew for inviting him to dinner and wishing him a Merry Christmas; growled at two gentlemen for asking him to give something to the poor, and growled at his underpaid clerk, Bob Cratchit, father of Tiny Tim, for begging leave to spend Christmas day at home, he went to the chambers once occupied by his dead partner and himself, now by himself alone. .just as he was about, to go to bed there was a clanking of chains, and into the room, right through the panel. of the door, which was locked and bolted, (.ane the ghost of Marley. "Mercy! Dreadful ap; arition, why do you trouble me?" cried Scrooge. "Why do spirits walk the earth, and why do they come to me?" 'It is required of every man,"t the ghost returned, "that the spirit within him should walk abroad among his fellow-men and travel far and wide; and if that spirit goes not forth in life, it is condemned to do so after death. I can not rest, I cannot stay, I Cannot linger anywhere. My spirit never walked be yond our counting house m-ia;rk me!--in life: my spirit never roved beyond the narrow limits of our motney-.chaging hole; and weary journeys lie before me!" "Seven years dead," ti,,ed Scrooge. "And traveling all the time!" ")Oh! captive, bound and double ironed," cried the phantom, 'not to know the ages of incessant lab..r hv immortal creatures for this earth must pass into eternity Ibefore the good e f iw hich it is susceptible is all developed. Not to know that any I'hristian spirit working kindly in its little sphere, whatever it may be, will find its mortal 'lifte 1to short for its vast means of usefulness. Not to know that no space ,of regret can make amends for one life's opportunity mis used! Yet such was 1! I, :l such was I!" "But you were always a gond tman of business. Jacob," faltered Scrooge, who now began to apply this it, himself. "Business!" cried the ghilst, wringing its hands again. "Mankind was my business. The common welfare was my business; charity, mercy, forbearance and benevolence were all my business. The dealings of my trade were but a drop of water in the complrehensive ocean of my business!" Scrooge was very much dismayed to hear the specter going on at this rate, and began to quake exceedingly. "Hear me!" cried the ghost. "My time is nearly gone." "I am here tonight to \~rn you that you have yet a chance and hope of es caping my fate. A chance aind hope of my procuring, Ebenezer." "You were always a g+,,d friend to me," said Scrooge. "Thank'ee!" "You will be haunted," resumed the ghost, "by three spirits." The first of the three spirits was the Ghost of Christmas Past, which took Scrooge back to the days of his boyhood and youth, showing him their joys and their list opportunities. The second was the (;host of ('hristmas Present. It took Scrooge to the homes of his umnlerlaid clerk and the nephew who had wished him a Merry Christmas, and showed him just how these kept the high day, and just how they regarded the growing partner of the dead Marley. The third was the g;host of ('hristmas Yet to Come; and by the time it came Scrooge had resolved .to change his mode of life. "Spirit!" he cried, tight clutching at its robe, "hear me! I am not the man I was. I will not he the man I must have been but for this intercourse. "Good Spirit," he pursued, "your nature intercedes for nme and pities me. As A sure me that I yet rnit t hange these shadows you have shown me by an al tered life! "I will honor Christmas In my heart and try to keep it all the year. I will e live in the past, the firesent and the future. The spirits of all three shall strive within mie. I will not shut ,alit the lessons that they touch." lHolding tip his hands in one last prayer to have his fate reversed, he saw an alteration in the phantom's hood and dress. It shrunk, collapsed and dwin g dled down into it bedpost. Yes; and the bedpost was his own. The bed was his own; the room was his own. Hest and happiest of all, the time before hinm was his own, to make amends in! "I will live in the past, the present and the future!" Scrooge repeated, as he scrambled oult iof bed. "The spirits of all three shall strive within ime." i He was so fluttered and so glowing with his good intentions that his broken e voice would scarcely answer to his call. He had been sobbing violently in his conflict with the spirit, and his face was wet with tears. "I don't know what to do!" cr1ed Scrooge, laughing and crying in the same s breath. "I am as light as a feather; I am as ihappy as an angel; I am as merry s as a schoolboy. I am as giddy as a drunken man. A Merry Christms to every body! A Haplpy New Year to all the world! Hallo, here! Whoop! Hallo!" Really, for a man who had been out of practice for so many years, It was a splendid laugh, a most illustrious laugh. The father of a long, long line of brilliant laughs! "I don't know what day of the month it is!" said Scrooge. "I don't know how long I've been among the spirits. I don't know anything. I'm quite a baby. g Never mind: I doln't ucare. I'd rather be a baby. Hallo! Whoop! Hallo, here!" He was checked In his transports by the churches ringing out the lustiest peals he had ever heard. (Clash, clang, hammer, ding, dlong, bell! Bell, dong, ding. hammer, clang, clash! Oh, glorious, glorious! Running to to the window, he opened It arid put out his head. No fog, no mist; clear, bright. jovial, stirring, cold; cold, pilling for the blood to dance to; golden sunlight; heavenly sky; sweet fre h air; merry bells. ()h, glorious! Glorious! "W'hat's today?" cried Scrooge, calling downward Ito a buy in Sunday clothes, wiho perhaps hlad loitered in to look about him. "Eh?" returned Ith,- boy. - "lWhat's today, my fine fellow?" said Scrooge. "Today?" replied the boy. "Wh:., ('Christmas day." "It's (hristmas duiy!" said Scrooge to himself. "I haven't missed it. The spirits have done it all in one night. They can do anything they like. Of course they can. Of course they can. Hallo, mny fine fellow." "liallo!" returned the boy. "Do you)i know the poulterer's ill the next sleet but one, at the corner?" Scrooge Inquired. "I should hope I did." replied the lad. "An intelligent hit !" said Scrooge. "A remarkable boy! Do you know whether the't e stilti the prize turkey that was hanlgitng up there? Not the little prize; the big one!" "What, the one as big as me?" returned tile hoy. "What a delightfiul oy!" said Scrooge. "Ilt's a ileasure t, talk to him. Yes, thy buck!" "It's hanging there now," replied the boy. "Is it?" said Scronige., "Go and buy it." "Walk-er!" exclaimied the boy. "No, no," saidt Scroiige; "I am in earnest. Go and tbuy it, and tell 'em to bring It here, that I mtay gi\e them tile direction where t, take it. Come back with Sthile man, and I'll give yot a shilling. Comne back \\ith him in less than five tminutes, anti III give you half-a-crown!" SThe boy waes off like a shot. tIe mIust have had .i steady hand at a trigger who could havet e gtt a shot off half so fast. "I'll sendI it to lnob Cratchit's!" whispered Scroouge, rubhing his hand and splitting with a laughi. "'Ie sha'n't ktnow who sends it. It's twice the size of e Tiny Tim." The hiandt in whichi he wrote the address was not a steady one, but write it he did, solniehw, and went downstairs to open the street door, ready for the Sclming ifi the Ioulltlerer's man. S It Iwas ai tturkey! tIe could never have stood upon his legs. that bird. He \\cuiild have snatIted em off short in a minute, like sticks of sealing wax. S "Wihy. it's iltpossisie to carry that to Camden town," said Scrooge. "You 1must a\ce a cali." The chuckle witlh which he said this, and the chuckle with which he paid for the turktey, and tile chuckle with which he paid for the cab, and the chuckle e with which he recimlpeised the boy, were only to be exceeded iy the chuckle with which hle sat dlwn breathless in his chair again and chuckled till he cried. n Shaving was nort ian easy task, for his hand continued to shake very much; Sand shavint g requires attention, even when you don't dance while you are at It. 1 But if he had ut thile end of his nose off, he would have put a piece of sticking II plaster liver it and bieen quite satisfied. S lie dressedl hinmstelf '"all In his best," and at last got out into the streets. The - people \\ere ity this time pouring forth, as hb hlad seen themn with the ghost of S Christmas 'Present: anrd, walking with his hands behind him, Scrooge regarded every ~ne 55itlh a deltighted smile. lie looked so irresistibly pleasant, in a word, that three or fiur good-humored fellows said, "Good morning, sir! A Merry ). Christmas to youl!" And Scrooge said often afterward that of all the blithe g sounds he had ever heard, those were the blithest in his ears. S IHe had not Sine far, when, coning on toward hil, he beheld one of the it sortlv jeentlemen whot had walked into his couttnting house the day before. It d sent a pang across his heart to think how this old gentleman would look uipon -I illr when tihey lmet: but he knew what path lay straight before hinl, and he • took it. a "My dear sir," said Scrooge, quickening his pace and taking the old gentle man by both his hands. "How do you do? I hope you succeeded yesterday. It e, was very kind olf you. A Merry Christmas to you, sir!" S"Mr. 8crooges'" "Yes," said Scrooge. "That is my name, and I fear it may not be Pleasant to you. Allow m(# to ask your iardon. And will you have the goodness"-hore Scrooge whispered in his ear. "Lord, bless me!"' cried the gentleman, as if his breath were gone. "My.dear Mr. Scrooge, are you serious?" "If you please," said Scrooge; "nit a farthing less. A great mary back pay-. ments are included in it, I assure you. Will you do me that favor?" "My dear sir," said the other shaking hands with him. "I don't know what to say to such munifi-" "Don't say anything please," retorted Scrooge. "'Come and see' me. Will you come and see me?" "I will!" cried the old gentleman. And it was clear he meant to do it: "Thank'ee," said Scrooge. "I am touch obliged to you. I thank you 50 times. Bless you!" He went to church, and walked about the streets, and-- watched the people hurrying to and fro, and patted children on the headi and questioned beggars, and looked down into the kitchens of houses, and up to the windows; and found that everything could yield him pleasure. Hie had never dreamed than any walk-that anything-could give him so much happiness. In tote afternoon he turned his steps toward his nephew's house. He passed the door a dozen times before he had the courage to go up and knock. But he made a dash, and did it. "Is your master at home, my dear?" said Scrooge to the girl. "Nice girl! Very!" "Yes, sir." "Where is he, my love?" said Scrooge. "He's in the dining room, sir, along with mtistress. I'll show you upstairs, If you please." "Thank'ee. HIe knows rme," said Scrooge, with his hand already on the din ing room lock. ".III go in here, nmy dear." Hle turned it gently and sidled his face in, round the door. They were look Ing at the table (which was spread out in great array); for these young house keepers are always ncervou\ s inI suchll points, and like to see that everything is right. "Fred!" :aid Scrooge. "Why, bless my soul!" cried I"redl. "Who's that?" "It's I. Your Uncle Sruonge. I have come to dinner. Will you let me in, Fred?" Let him in! It is a mercy he didn't shake his arm off. He was at home in five minutes. Wonlderflll party, wonlderful gallies, wonderful unanimity, won der-ful happiness! But he was early at the office Iext morning. Oh, he was early there. If he could only he there first, and .atrch Buob C'ratchit comling late! That was the thing he had set his heart upoln. And he did; les, heu did! The tcl ck strucnk nine. No Bob. A quarter past. No Bob. tie was fully 18 millutes and a half behind his time. Scrooge sat with his door wide open, that he might see him come in. His hat was tiff before lii opened the door; his comforter, too. lie was on his stool in a jiffy, driving away with his pen as if he were trying to over take 9 o'clock. "Hallo!" growled Scrooge, in his accustomllled voice, as near as he could feign it. "'What do you mnean by coming here at this time of day?" "I amn very sorry, sir" said Bob. "I am behind my time.:' "'You are'?" repeated Scrooge. "Yes, I think you are. Step this way, sir, if you please." "It's only once a year, sit'r," pleaded Bob. "It shall not be repeated. 1 was making rather merry yesterday, sir " "Now, 'll tell you what, nmy friend," raid Scrooge. "I am not going to stand this sort of thing any longer. Anld therefore," he continued, leaping from his stool and giving Bob such a dig in the waistcoat that he staggered back, "and therefore I am about to raise your salary!" Bob trembled, and got a little nearer to the ruler. He had a momentary idea of knocking Scrooge down with it: holding him and calling to the people in the court for hellp and a strait-waistcoat. "A Merry Christmas, n13;!" satid crooge, with an earnestness that could not be mistaken, as hie clapped him on the back. "A merrier Christmas, Bob, my good fellow, than I have given you for many a year! I'll raise your salary and endeavor to assist your struggling family: and we will discuss your affairs this very afternoon, over a Christmas bowl of smoking bishop, Bob! Make up the fires, and buy another cnal scuttle before you dot another I, Bob Cratchit!" ' Scrooge was better than his wiord. He did it all, and finitely more; and to Tiny Tim, who did not (die, he was a second father. He became as good a friend, as good a master, and as good a man, as the good old city knew, or any other good old city, t,.own oir borough in the good old world. Some people laughed to see the alteration in him, but he let them laugh and little heeded them; for he was wise enough to know that nothing ever happened on the globe, for good, at which some peop, le did not have their fill of laughter in the outset; and, knowing that such at these would be blind anyway, he thought It quite as well that they should wrinkle up their eyes in grins as have the malady in lesq attractive forms. His own heart laughed; and that was quite enough for him. He had no further intercourse with spirits, but lived upon the total abstin ence principal, ever afterward: and it was always said of hir,% that he knew how to keelp Christmas well, if any man alive possessed that knowledge. May that be truly said of us, and all of us! And so, as Tiny Tim observed, God Bless I's. Every O(ne! HERE'S CHRISTMAS TRAGEDY; HAPPENED IN YOUR HOME YET? t J W WHAT BOOK TITLE FITS THIS PICTURE? (\'e will tell the answer tomorrow.) Santa C(laus will sympathize with this little Miss. He was interested In see ing that she gut that doll land Ibriught it down the chimney carefully so that she woutl get it intact iland with the bloom of fresh paint still on the waxen cheeks. A book has been written about a situation something like this. The name of the book is-- --- but that would be telling in advance of tomorrow's picture answer. We will give the title of the book which this picture illustrates tomorrow. The picture is like those which will appear in "The Game of Song and Story," which we are going to start in these columns shortly after the first of the year. See if you cant fit the correct title to this picture before we tell it In tomnorrow's palper. Thile answer to yesterday's ilicture was "Christmas Eve," a song by Heins. BIRTHDAY OF OLDEST TWINS. New York, Dec. 24.-William and Samuel Muncy of Babylon, L. I., known all over the world as the oldest twins, will celebrate their 95th birthday an nlversary tomorrow. Both men are ac tive and expect to reach the century mark together. Both are total ab stainers, and attribute their long life and excellent health to that fact. HOST BY PROXY. Washington, Dec. 24.-Vice Presi dent Marshall was host by proxy to day at a dinner to 16 page boys of ,the senate. Edwin A. Halsey, chief of the pages. sat at the head of the table in place of the vice president, who had left Washington for Indian apolis. The page boys received, many Christmas remembrances from sens tors. A CHRISTMAS TRAGEDY. Bellingham, Wash., Dec. 24.-Hurrr ing home today to spend Christmas with his mother, George Wheeler, 14 years old, jumped off a moving pas senger train, stumbled over his suit case and fell under the wheels. Both legs were crushed off and the youth died two hours later at a hospital.