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Good Old Santa!
BxCopCTicfet, 1918, by the McClure
Hj? Newspaper Syndicate.)
pfCHOES of vigorous band clapB-?
ping, harmonically tempered with
P. * ecstatic "aha" and "ohs" from a
arorahlptog* audience, reached the
Ceoup la the back of the Olympla
Ptage. and jBorrest, tbe popular maaa'rim
littie angel is on." he markSCto
Marty Miller, awaiting his turn.
KSho sure has a rep for pep."
p?Brelyn. deserves it,' ansered Marglancing
about to see if his wife,
ajbit envious of Evelyn Belmont, was
MMUn earshot. "She's a brave little
May. way, uu rsogwicit went over
lUiere,' she never djd a 'single' in hex
He. And she hasn't whimpered?just
Boes .on smiling every night, dazzling
Eea out of- their seats. No wonder
Day call her 'the little angel.'"
f*J know,*"* replied Forrest, thoughtnlly.
"I know.' And then, after another
outburst from "out front" had
subsided, be spoke again. "Has she
heard from him latelv?"
it "Showed m" wife a letter dated
three weeks ago," said Marty. "He's
a lieutenant now. Said be Expected
to go into action in a day or so. Evelyn's
worried to death?'fraid he's
wounded?not a line from him since.
1 tell yon?she's great, that kid "
f- Another outburst from the house
tat him short and in a moment a dazaling
little creature in white, from
her glorious golden bead to the tips
of her exquisite ieet, ran toward the
' "Oh." she exclaimed, breathlessly,
"isn't that great?" And then, the dimles
in her pretty cheeks vanished in
'look of anxiety, as she turned to Forest.
"Any mail for rue?"
| Marty thought lie detected a slight
wince in Forrest, as he replied kindly:
"Not today. Mrs. Boswick." And then
be added, hastily, as if to reassure
her: "But then there was none for me,
Bither. The mall service is?a little
; "Without replying. Evelyn turned
iway and went slowly to her dressing
room, followed' by the compassionate
Ooks of Forrest and Marty Miller.
"All the grit is not on the other side
if the water." observe! Forrest, as he
praed tray slowly. "The grit behind
l*r smile is the kind they're winning
tattles with."
And then, day after day. Marty Miler.
Jack Fuller. Pearl Popp. and the
rest of Evelyn's fallow performers on
he ?lyppfa's program notici d Kvern's
decline in spirits. No longer dirt
lie d-mple and auk "Any mail?" Only
IVistful glance, that made Forrest's
therly-'old heart ache with synipaBS
brought his kindly answer: "Not
sy> But then the mail "
jn a cold morning early in Xovemfclarty
Miller passed Evelyn in the
by on his v.-av to the tnail rack, and
oohing into it he snatched a letter
irom It quickly and turned with rapidly
regained composure, to dart a quiz
tlctl glance at Evelyn.
He started to speak, and then, somehins
choking him. he hurried to his
Jressing room and behind closed doors
(pre open a letter with a foreign postmark.
Rapidly he dashed through the
contents and then turned a worried
Crown toward Mary Miles, as her name
appear^ on the program and their
wedding certificate.
I,- KnAn v.ictnrl * " \7nrt v _
[c alarm.
^ "Who? Charlie Zepp?" she Jemaiv.lSt'
"He deserves it. I "
^?so." was the savage unlover-like
reply. "Charlie Boswick. lie's alive,
though. This letter's from him. He's
convalescing in a hospital over there.
I?wonder if I'd better tell Evelyn?''
"Of coarse not." snapped his spouse.
"And spoil her Christmas party, after
all of Forrest's plans? Waitf till he
gets better. She'd worry her head
. "Shi's worry It off. anyhow," he
answered. "What shall I do?"
- "Nothing." came the prompt answer.
"Let her have her party unspoiled.
Forrest thought it a g.->od
idea to make it a surprise, but I think
ft tsH her. It'll keep her mind off of
And. .without another word Marty
vent forth to find Evelyn. She found
Mr. and fifteen minutes later reportid
her efforts to a group of Forrest's
* "! think she's gone daft," growled
Eepp, the press agent. "The idea! A
Christmas dlnac;- for wives of solUtrs
who can't be back for the holiUys..
Why, it'll cos: "
c "Totr nothing." Forrest finished the
Mnteacc, and the lines of his mouth
suae together in a decided manner.
It's Evelyn's party, and if she wants
bet sort of thing she'll have it?it
fro got anything to do with it. Ana
Ml have a few kids. Just to make it
Jfcristm&ssy. Evelyn's right. Think
ftet a treat It win be to the worried
mass and chQdden?a papal ess
3Etistmas, but Christmas just the
WftSM. I'm for It?a special -matinee
bd a little spread afterwards."
n>"Cotmt dm la," shouted Marty, nodBh<
his warm approval to the others.
3*11 be Santa Claus."
Bgriilnt fat enough." objected Char IS'-Zepp,
feebly, for he saw the glim harliU
at a press write-up fc the otf b,
* if
BpLatW that t' me," Marty advised
mil. dryly. "Til listen to you for a
Keek, and well swell up on hot air."
HCbrlatnsas morning approached and
Kralyn. who had still heard nothing
Km Boswick despite the coming of
Baoe, found solace for her worries in
Htangisg for her party. To keep her
Hfeythe rest held back in volunteermMp
tor the program until she ask 1
them. Then they promised gladly.
Ban there were the decorations to
a. the menu to arrange, and a hopeBit
crowd of wives and children to relitre
tickets from her hands.
HOntetmas morning came ? her
IBgtalag^Never before was the OlymMftsge'so
dressed, tor Nature in
HBUkprays^ bououots and even
pBarteiiiHSlantM lifeless canvas and
I ansfaormed the theatre Into an entic
g" floral bower. And countless walrus-stood
by. waiting Evelyn's call to
* on. the eats." The juggling
Santas HEADQ
Nowadays. when kingdoms are lalliiig
everywhere, who doesat admire,
more than ever, the great man, Santa
Clan*, who ha* so securely held his
throne tor centuries, reigning over his
millians of worshippers, with happy
regality and certainty.
But ever Santa has had his troubles
during the last four years. For,
as you know, all of his toy-shops have
been pretty much crowded out of their
former locations because of disturbances,
more than slight, in their -vicinities.
which hardly were congenial
with the children's saint.
Having suddenly realized his pre
carious position. Santa employed bis
wits and saved his throne from tottering.
as he experienced a miraculous
awakening. Rubbing bis eyes, he
"There must be other countries!
There are other countries t Only I've
been dumb and asleep'"
So, quick as a flash, he hung "to
let" signs on all of his shops, and jumping
into his invisible sleigh, dashed
across the sea to a wondrous country
?AMERICA! He chuckled with re- j
lief as he recognized his natural affinity
for hi snew headquarters.
One of the very first shops which
he started in America after his hasty
departure from Germany was the Ral- .
eigh Doll Factory in Chicago, and having
appointed me a^maaager, we have .
had many interesting conferences. j
It would astonish those who neirer !
have given it much more thought than j
just the purchasing of a doll over the '
counter, that the probable initial cost j
of the original doll has been thousands
of dollars. A glimpse behind the
scenes in our doll factory would enlighten
the beholder. The roar of machinery
and the men working hard
from morning- until night, pressing,
glneing. sandpapering, buffing, dip!
ping, spraying and painting, to say
j nothing of the finishing touches of
wigging, dressing and boxing would
convince him that dollies do not growon
But Santa says, that no matter what
may befall oxerything else, his children
must have dolls! WBen you con-I
sider that there are 25.000.000 children \
: in the United States aloae. under six j
'years ot age?you can see why Aaeri- :
I ca should be the toy center, and the i
business of malting children happy, i
(one of cur coming industries. I
It is amazing to thin'.: that the duty i
on the import of dells alone in the ]
year of 1214 ? just pevious to the |
j breaking out of the war. was S1.S12.807 j
?Germany $1,794,213. France 512.2S0 . :
J England. S-.4S3. and Japan $2,925. j
Docs this astounding fact not prove i
j that the thing to do is to discontinue .
; paying duty and make our own dolls j
j In our own country?
j Mrs. Cram is also a great helper.
J not only to Santa Claus, but to tbej
i j
| through the peephole In the curtain j
i at the crowded house. Jack Fuller j
: end Marine i'ulton. the peerless pair, I
[ put a few finishing touches on a sotto-:
i voice rehearsal back stage, while Cai :
j Bryn. the "matinee idol" fumed ia
! thu wings, eager to lied the bill for the j
! first rimo in his lire.
I Marty Miller stood before his dress|
lag table. putting a last touch on his
i samtly costume, when the door openi
cd and shut quietly, and as he turned,
a h3n<l was thrust quickly over the
gaping mouth.
"Not a word. Marti" growied a deep
voice, "just get out of those duds? i
! quick."
"But " j
"But nothing." insisted tlie trespasser.
"Quick. And mind, not a'
Marty complied silently and flung
each separate show-capped garment!
toward the other, who donned thena |
hastily. Now and then, a shout and j
loud app'.ause from the crowd sifted)
in. but they worked hastily?noiselessly.
Then later, after four acts of
the best vaudeville that ever graced
Olympia's stage, a whoop of unrestrained
joy wont up from a thousand j
throats, for under a huge Christmas
bell, in the very center of the stage
stood old Santa Claus.
The rush toward the stage began
and countless hot and steaming sandwiches
and hot drinks were eagerly
grasped by a thousand hands. And
countless little palms found their way
confident^" into Santa's big brown
paw and received his gruff benediction.
And then, as the crowd on the
stage thinned out a daJntly little creature
in snow white sidled up to the
good old fellow and thrust out a slender
"Good old Santa," she murmured,
wistfully. "And what did you bring
The old fellow stood still for a
breathless moment and squeezed her
band until she winced. And then he
spoke, huskily:
"I?I've brought you?peace, Evelyn.'
he answered, slowly, and tugging
at his beard he pulled it oft and ;
m/zm oomy t
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Meet r.Tiss Made-in-Aruerica! Sh
created by a Chicago woman. Mrs. lta
per lett, Alarie. the French cousin. Pe
and lower left. Miss Santa Cluus.
wounded soldiers of France and Eel j
giurn. These brave men, who uo long-1
er can work as they once did before |
stood, smoothshaven. gazing ul her
hungrily. ]
I "Charlie!" she cried, as she sprang :
' back and eyed him doubtfully; "Char- j
lie. is it?you?"
"No other." he answered, with a
I whimsical smile. "And new, little i
I girl, what do ycu say V
\ She stood transfixed for a single
! instant, her eyes brimming with hap[
py. thaukf.il tears, then flung herself
i into his arms and buried her face in <
l-.ls coat.
"Good oM Santa!" came her niui'
fled answer.
?? * ? . |
The origin of the Christinas tree is
| lost far back in the dim shadows of
I antiquity. Very early records claim
[ that the lighted and decorated tree
[ was used in celebrating the feasts of
j heahen gods, and the custom was laj
ter adopted by Chritendoin. * ?
The early Greeks called Christmas
the "Feast of Lights." and there is a
Hebrew feast of the same name, to
which we may trace the idea of illumination
at Christmas.
Saint Boniface, an early missionary
to the Germans is the hero of one narrative
explaining the Christmas tree's
origin. It is said that, when he went
into Germany to destroy the people's
worship of the. Druids, or forest gods,
he hewed down an ancient oak. long
an object of worship, and there Instantly
sprang up in its place a strong
fir tree. Addressing the group of newly
converted Christians, St. Boniface
"This little tree, a young child of
the forest, shall be your holy tree tonight.
It is the wood of peace, for
your borne are built of fir. It is the
sign of an endless life, for it's leaves
ae ever geen. See how it points upward
to heaven! Let ths he called the
tree o fthe Christ Child. Gather about
it. not in the forest, but in your own
homes. There it will shelter, not deeds
of blood hut loving gifts and rites of
In Charles Dickens* famous vision
of the Chirstmas tree there is a mesDOINGS
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e's the latest Christmas uolt anil was ' '
leigh. These character dells are, up- ;1
eps, Angel Child, in center Goldilocks, \
they made their tremendous sacrifice.! ,
can now make beautiful dolls, undt r j
the supervision of Mrs. Cram, who has | ,
sage for all the tree's lovers that will |
bear repeating year after year, and .
that will acid joy and signilicar.ee to
the happy family gatheings under the
gleaming boughs litis Christmas Ol
"Now the tree is decorated with
bright merriment and song and cheer-;
fulness. And they are welcome. In- j
noecnt and welcome be they ever held
beneath the branches of the Christ-,
runs tree, which cast no gloomy shad-:
ow! 1 hear a whisper going through
the leaves: "This, in commemoration
of the law of love and kindness, mcr-;
; ov and compassion. THIS, in remem-,
1 berance oX niel"?Charles Dickens. j
' Al! the foods which the human body
j U"es are divided into three main i
j classes whose scientific names are pro-1
tcins, fats and carbohydrates.
The proteins are the body building I
foods, those which make muscle ar.d j
nerve tissue and produce energy and I
heat as well. j
it is to proteins that we turn espe- i
cially when we need to build up the .
body, as in youth, after illness, or to!
reinforce its power to perform labor
or endure strain. Heavy manual laborers
need more protein than office
workers, and as arule men need more
j than women and children. In cold
1 weather, the body needs extra heat
I and energy to repel cold, and proteins
i are the foods which supply this need.!
I The chief" chemical constituent of protein
is nitrogen?the same element
which is necessary to plant growth.
It is the nitrogen or protein which
is necessary to maintain health in
adult human beings and insure normal
growth for children.
The protein foods which supply this
building material and heat and energy
power are found to some extent in
all foods, but the largest sources of
supply are meats, milk, eggs, cheese.
vsss - ( P4hhI
f Dart* )
established in France, sfcors where j
ihey can be employed with work
whose importance to the world is a:;
great. if not greater, than that they
formerly performed.
It is Santa's object now. since he
has cotae out of his rut. to take advantage
of the clever imagination ar.d
:reative ability of his American workmen
to make dells and toys with a i
meaning. He wants his dolls, not to j
be "just dolls." with the staring eyes
and characterless expression of the ;
eld style, but real, almost breathing
children's children, who will inspire*
the maternal instinct, for which puri>ose
a doll should be created.
fish and dried peas, beans, wheat and i
oats. Ivlost nuts are rich in proteins j
ilso. The cheapest foods to supply
protein are milk, peas, beans and
The average grown person in good
health doing moderate labor should j
cat a ounces of protein each day. Half '
that amount should come from ureac
and cereals and the other hair from
meat, milk. cheese, eggs, etc.
There is 1 ounce o? protein ill 1 j
rjuart of milk. 4 eggs. 6 ounces medium I
fat meat, four ounces ^whole-milk j
cheese, 6 ounces dried beans, and 12
jttnees of bread.
Growing children nerd more pro- !
tein in proportion to their s:ve thaa
adult men and women, because they
are constantly building new tissue.
Boys and giris should have at least a
auart of milk a day in addition to c.th- :
er food until they reach maturity.
Mrs. C. A. Eonaker was a Christ- 1
mas shopper in Fairmont.
Mrs. Ccorge Fleming was a caller !
in Fairmont.
V.'m. Kerning was a business caller i
in Fairmont.
W. G. Sattcrfic-ld. of Fairmont, was <
a business caller in town.
Mrs. Lcc Junes was a recent caller i
in town.
Miss Justice was shopping in Fairmont.
Mrs. Faul Currens was a caller in
Lee Salvati was a visitor in Fairmont.
Mrs. AYm. Gaskin was shopping in
Mrs. KatV.crir.e Hickenhottom, of
Fleming Crossing, v.-as calling in town.
of C?.'.r,?Ti cri-i!!,-? Tt'.IC r?nl
UUilU lUlli, v/i iyvuuioxov, - - ?
ing ou his son, S. B. Hall, o? Brookdale.
Mrs. Tom Everett, of Brookdale,
was calling in Fairmont.
Miss Leona Harden was a recent
caller in Fairmont.
Kusseil Fletcher was a caller in
Mrs. Kenneth Carrey, of Ar.nabelle,
was calling on friends in town.
Mr. and Mrs. \Vm. Currens were calling
in Fairmont.
Private George Hall was a caller in
Mrs. Tipp Knner. of McKeesport,
Pa., is visiting Mrs. Paul Currens.
Mr. and Urs. Earl Morris, of Pittsbugh.
is nome to spend the holidays
with his mother.
James Leon, of Brookdale. was a
recent caller in Fairmont.
Sherman Myers, of Middleton, was a
social caller in town.
Preston County Buckwheat, home
style, tor breakfast each morning.
Boyers Restaurant.?Adv.
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I Saffe* the Teorror of Being Wat
The theft of the ring proved to me
that one ret of conspirators, searching
tor the Ucaticn of the sunken jewels,
had traced the clew from the "Queen
of Smiles" to me The return of the
ring, together -with Jim's letter, reminded
mi: that X might be in constant
dangir. Now, that the thief of
a week ago had learned by personal
investigation that the chart was not in
the ring, it ocurrred to me that the
-en,- safest hiding place for that chart
was back in the ring. I took the wee
fold cf thin, tough paper from beneath
my pincushion, shut it in Its
Iopis casket and went down to dinner.
Just as the dessert was placed on
I the tab!?, !r. rushed Eloise, white as
ever she could have been when she
i first faced the Hun beast four years
! ago.
"Pardonnez-mol!** she wailed. "TJn
! le boudoir do Mme. Jeanne! J'ai peur!
madame, Je 1'ai vu, cet home, en Belgioue"
The butler not at all understanding
what Eloise had cried out to him as
she ran down stairs, had followed her
into the clintng room.
"A burglar!" 1 translated for Daddy.
"In my room!"
i I had a hunch as to what that bur
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glnr wantert mere, ana i vuuiu
followed the men upstairs to see him.
if possible, but mother called me bach'.
Eioise had collapsed ir. a heap on the
1 floor.
After we had revived her and put
j her to bed. I ran to my room As I
j suspected, it was littered from end to
j end with my personal possessions..
r Even my calling cards had been scatj
tered. the thin sheets of tissue which
; protected the engraving had been slipped
off into a Osnowy heap It was plain
j to ms that v hoever had stolen the ring
j from my finger a week Ego had Jnst
j searched my room for the key to the
] location o flbe U-boat.
"Eloiso scared the scamp. I suppose."
said Daddy Lorimer. as mother
and I surveyed the havoc. "I guess she
kept him from trying out the rest of
the house. He's Taken nothing of
I swwrrnw
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Jm * J
by the Nun ?|
<. Enterprise Aas*?. fl ?k
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ched and Followed and Learn Fear ^
Jane's, so far as I can tell. -TfcatSj
comes, my girl, of your not earfnirv3
much about Jewelry. SenBlhle."Y<a3fii
never have to cry over your
Daddy ordered some iron bars set
over the windows next day. and hepoEfl
an extra night watchman on .theja
grounds. Nevertheless, I did not sleep M
well. . 3SS
But Eloise felt much safer,
wonder el.e fainted, it her eyes had'
not deceived her! She said that thw9
man she discovered at mv ill all jftH
one of h<-r Hun persecutors lnlldrj
gium! Sne described Mm -*% lailiKa
on the left clieek. the scar of ailjpjlNffl
from mouih to ear?the scar :oC:jtam3&
made by her own husband's swordi''
Mother avers that poor Eioiaefs hlMMs
experience has made her ovM^piiMfeW
native, but 1 half guess that wlilf flgHtl
'says may be true
At any rate. I must hare been hyp-. S
notized by her story. For sow I (BO |
am afraid.
I have a terrible sense that I-naflBitjal
ing TOollowe 1 wherever I go. I am pac^fl
.=ecuted exactly as Mrfry Thomas *sakl3
Twi.ce my handbag has bee nopeoei
in a crowd, cr.ce my office desk vr*? .
| rummaged Certainly, getting Into a?
intrigue is far easier than getttngeofc^
| of it Strive against it as I may, I
I obesssed with fear .
And I wish I had my own man hsrwS
to take care of me!
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Sweet Milk .. 15c perjjjjj
Sweet Cream.. 60c peyxjjM
Buttermilk.. 35c herglB
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