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Ad ftf&fc V' fi'fTf lm"',y- "n'n Bn NViVfTni fr V PWflKlon of hn 17 'VC I'y shoppers wit (Copyright.) ND It htid come to pass thnt on thli itny before Chrlst nmi a man not oM In yearn sat In bli room at a ho tel In a strange town and felt tilm- f all the most I poor, the P h. out. I( alono had no thought for Santa Claim. It we-it bark five yenrs. He, the son of a railroad magnate, hnd dared to fall In lovo wl;h th blue eyed daiigh ter of a locomotive, driver on bla fa ther' road a ninn whine faro and rami carried grime who dwelt In a cottage who hail no society outside of dnlly tollers. Ami he had dared tand before the father who thotiKht blmitelf specially created and aay: Father, I going to be married." "Well" To Gladys Davla " "Never heard of her." "The daughter of on of our en glnecrs " There tin a moment of painful ana pense and then the storm broke. "roil ana II not: Ton are either a fool or a lumitle to think of It. An engineer' daughter! Think of your mother of me of your sister the disgrace! You muat have lost your aenwei ' "Hut I am to marry her," wm the t early reply. "I aay no! If the Jad haa trapped you Into an engagement bnv hr off. Th father muat us bla Influence or take bla dlHchsrge." "Put w ov and sra promised to each other." In th next half hour the father tornied and cajoled. If tha aou In alated on aurh a marriage ha would be cast out by the family; ha would be ridiculed even by tha common peo ple And the magnate ended up with: "Fred. I will hare tha engineer call ed up here and give! blm a check for I : ' 'or and tell him ? , J j j , that thla uon- I Vi II sense muat end." s t I 1 I , mif- -1..II v.- v nun I 1 mar r I a d three day a from now." wua bla anawer. Dl reily to that tha father point ed to tha door, and tha aou bowed and passed out to he aon no longer. He had money that had been left blm hy an aunt, and tha father could not threaten bltn with poverty Love may alwnya be rliiht. but It can ba ao Influenced aa to be aeem lngly a mlatake. The marrluite took place and Fred Dillingham waa oatra rlsed. Ha waa not kindly welcomed In th otber itratum. If there la a gulf between tha rlrh man and the work- Ingmsn the latter resents Intrualon aa mucn aa ma former. There waa love, hut after a few montba It waa Influenced tram both ildea. Both hu band and wire were made to fear that a trava mlatake bad been made. They fouiiht away the Idea and Bought to bold their love, but that brought Irri tation a and vexation and culminated in misunderstanding and quarreia. After two year there waa a separa tion. Neither really dealred It It waa what the gossips had predicted, and what they strove to bring about. There waa more Borrow than anger when the young husband turned bla back on wife and Infant a year old and went out Into the world aa a wanderer The wife went back to bar fat her" a cottage, but not to strug gle with poverty. Tha husband been generoua to her. Five long year a, and FT ad Dilling ham had not been beard of. Aa an outlaw without a family, whom should ha write to and why? At three year of age tha child, who had been named ratty, wondered In her childish way why aba hadn't a papa. At five aba demanded to know. At alg sb stood before tha embarrassed mother In In dignation and threatened to go out and And one. And at last the wanderer had re crossed the era and headed for hj horn. He waa tired and weary and lonely, lionie? Hut ha had none! Ha had left It when he left wife and baby. Thla struck him Ilk a su.ldan blow, though he had all along realised It la a general way. No now no wife no child! That vaa why be bad left Ih train and taken lodging, lie had no place to go. With luuovy la hla pockets, he waa a tramp. And U know that ChrWIiuaa was at band, and to hear tha Jingle uf slelgb i tTPsl bells and catch the shout of children on the atreet-io wonder If hi child at!!! lived, and to wonder further what old Hnnu ( Ism would bring her why, the nian ruraad tha fear ha could not keep hark. A quarter of an hour later the out law wa down on the afreet He would mingle with tha throng. He would enter the tnro titular the everrreen branch I 1 L . , At blm y, make a ,ff( purrnaiv am rw t y-i. Utantei " I nnai a SL'V ! Din i aa viiaiiei m - j o m e b I g e y a d V?". i I. , . i . . -eii? J i ii 1 1 ii on ine airef-i Ha wa an out should not crowd him quite to the cdxo. He wa al most amlllng aa he , crowded hi .v Into a big store, and he wa looking uhuiit him when a small, warm hand wn ruddled Into bla and u child' voice Htd: "rienie liiko care of me 'till mam ma find me I'm loat!" It an a llttln girl, and on her fre wa both a unllo and a look of en trentv. "Why, of courae." retill-d the out- lnw, prraKltiK her hand and drawing her back a little. ' Ho you came here with your mother after Christmas thltiira and got separated 7" "Thafa It, only I think aha ran sway from me ao that I shouldn't know what Santa Clans wns going to bring me tomorrow, nlt'lit." "I hope It will Ikj gornethlng nice." "Oh. It w;il be. Are you buying something for youf little glrlT" "N-o-o " "Maybe nhe'a di-adT "I I don't know " The girl looked up and noticed tTie grave cxiri alon on thn outlaw' face, and cuddled closer to him and nld: "I'm orry If I have hurt you. Mnm ma y I talk too much. I've Ju-t thntiyht thnt mabe you are not mar ried at alir ' I giic-a that a pretty near It. re- plied the outlaw at he tried to laugh bu n-sde (Mir work of It. "Well. If you haven't got any little girl I Imvi-n't got any papa. What you ruing to buy. "Whv. ahatever you sayT" "Hut not for ntT" "Yes. for you. Well select some thing, and then when your mother conn- I'll auk ber If she'll let you have It." "I hope she will. Vou look to be such a nice man that ahe shouldn't re fuse. I picked you out sa the very nicest man that came along" "Thank you." aald the outlaw aa he felt hla heart grow big. "Now, then, about this doll. Heal balr. eyes that wink, pink shoe and almost as big as you are. She'll be a sleter to you." "And how much Is It?" "Only ten dollars." "My. but ran you pay that much! If yon can you muat be rich." "Hut you see 1 have no little girl of my own." "That's so. Isn't Chrlstms nice Po you know there' mamma over there1 Let me run and tell her " The outlaw turned bis bark on the crowl and gritted hi teeth and FANHM5 HRI5TMAS 5 wmm (Copyright ) AT r U .x e i c r, J? ""i''ev,U. ahoca leak ahe wore Inked bl eyea. lie bad been hit hard. Three or four minute pass el and then a band pulled at hi and a voice said: "Please, Mister nice man, tell me your name, that I may Introduce you to mamma. think aba will let ma have tbe doll. The outlaw turned and gasped an Ms face) went white, "filady!" "Fred." "You here!" "And yon!" "And tbls la our daughter?" "Our Hatty. Father wa discharged from the road and moved over here to take another run." It wa tha next day. and Patty wa lifting on her father' knee and the happy mother waa wiping teara from her eyes, when the child aald: "flay, mamma. I Juat picked him out aa the very nlceat man In all that big crowd, and I didn't make any miatake. did I? Don't anybody ait down on my doll and give her a pain!" i-1- - S If sm' V O Mia Fanella Fen way the flurry of Christmas snow waa not beautiful I a she hurried through deepening twIllRhL Though possess ing a certain dis tinctive ulr, her coat wa pitifully thin and Inade quate. Though neat ly blackened, her krd tind no rub ber. It Is small wonder that the storm seamed merci less and cold. Hut when ahe turned In at the big stone gateway, her abouldera straightened proudly. "The old Fenway place," she mur mured, glancing about the gloomy, un kept grounds, "und I am the laat of the Fenway." "If you were not It would go hnrd with them," Interjected that other half or ,ii is r in way nature tnat waa always ridiculing ber Fenway prldn. Ttileas." with malicious emphnsls ' they chanced to bo nlao lmpervloua to cold and hunger!" MIhs Fuik-Hu' ilpe trembled as she unlocked the great front door upon no condition did he ever leave or enter the lions-? by any of Ita other numerous entrances. She lighted the small oil lamps that stood on the marble top of the hall buffet, placed her coat and hat on the carved rack, aod peered closely Into the great mirror.' "Tomorrow la Christmas, and your birthday." she whlapered accusingly. "and no one hn remembered It! Not one of your old friends! Tou are alone." "Of course. I am alone," poke the Fenway pride complacently. "Who 1 if ii& j.iiiiifoA (jhJi ' J 5 v.o & 1 - tM "I Made It Work. A weak before the Chrlstmaa holt- daya an undergradual wished to start home, thus gaining a week' vacation on tha other students. II had, how aver, used up all tha absences from tha lectures which are allowed, and any more without good eicuae would have meant suspension. In a quan dary ba bit upon thi solution; ba telegraphed hla father tha following message: "Bhall I coma home at tar leisure or straight home?" The anawer ha received was: "Come straight ioraa." Aa exhibition of tha telegram to tb professors waa safSclenL An Assurance. "Pout yon think a holiday I mora rbevrful wbea there I a large family gathered about Native board?" "I do," answered tbe sardonic per son. "A large family I a glad asaur auca that tkere la not gulug to be enough lurkvy left la auppty the man fur tha Ott f dajs." Have Dreamed of Here." You Sitting there In Whalen that I care for? All the old famlllea with whom we asso ciated are gone. It is my misfortune that I am left alone la the old bouse. "Why need you be alone? There are people all about you. common people to be sure, but kindly and good, And there Is Nelson Traver!" "A common farmer!" Miss Fanella could almost believe she heard a real voice In the old hall with all tha Fenway pride and scorn In It. a voice alarmingly lika bar state ly mother's. It has been aettled these fifteen year," she said, picking up tha little lamp wearily. "Why must It be gou over again every Christmas?" Through tha great cold rooms the light moved dimly, until she entered what had been tha bntler'a pantry In tbe old regime. Here a small stove diffused a half hearted sort of warmth and a little table and a leather chair were drawn rloea. Hera dwellelk tha laat of the Fen- ways, sba stld derisively. "Tat too aristocratic to associate with ordi nary mortals:" From her worn leather bag she drew a letter aha bad found awaiting her at tha poatofflca. There were few person using such stationery who till remecibered to write to her. Iaoar Mis Fenway?" she read. are you rllU alone at the old place? If ao. why ran you not com wiia me to Japan thl winter, and hulp ni with the rhlldrwn? Thar will be no on In our rty but vureulvea. Tlease t me know by Ike first January." There followed page tt dalalla.1 friend now lha wife of a urcesaful financier. Mia Fanella' hand trembled, her face wa drawn and white. "A nurse maid," ahe moaned at laat bitterly, "a common nurse maid' She put It kindly, and It I kind of her to think of me In my destitution, but that I what It mean. Yt, Isn't it better than cold and loneliness and atarvatlon? I'm tired of being dif ferent from other peopln. I'll try be ing a common aa the commonnat for a while." Suddenly the great bell pealed through the rraoundtng old room a She lifted the little lamp In wonder ment and threaded her way again through the ley gloom. No trades people railed at the house, and cer tainly not at the big front door! And generation of uperlorlty had taught the neighbor the futfllty of calling at the Fenway 'portal. Nelson Travera tood In the porch, the big white flake heaped upon hla broad tb.ouldrra. "Good evening, Fanella," hn said aa If he hnd pnrted with her but yester day. Tomorrow la your birthday, I believe, and Chrlatma. too. Will you corne for a ride with me?" Mlxs Fanella gasped, as well he mlKht. This, after fifteen year of si lener ! Had it taken blm ao long to recover from the repulso of old Madam Fenway? "I whnt wlli the neighbor think?" he gasped "You are thtrty-six tomorrow, are you not, Fanella? Isn't thnt old enough to act as you plense regard less of the neighbor?" "I rupposa It la. Nelson," she ad ml'ted with a smile. "Hut where? "Will you trust me thl once, Fane! Ia? I promise to bring you br.c whenever you wish." Mlas Fanella looked into the whit night. Wa she dreaming, or could this unlikely thing really have hap pened In the deadening monotony of her life? w Hat dlnerence did It make, any way. Heart forth she would be only a nursemnld. She looked back Into Nelson Travera' bonent eyes pleading with her to trust him. About her the stately old furniture upon which lie prldo had fed so many years, pleaded in vain. "Yen," she aald, "I'll come. I do not know bow far I ahall go, though." The man stepped Into the old hall and held her coat. Hla lip closed over hia displeasure when he felt tbe weight of It. th did not remember the worn gloves on the ball table, and only thought about locking the door when she saw Travera slip the key Into bla deep pocket. wrapped in robes, she seemed un conscious of the storm, realizing only the pleasant sensation of companion ship and warmth. She was not even surprised when he drew up before a low, ample house and lifted ber carefully to tbe door- stone. Ill be In In t minute," he told her. "Take oil your wraps and get warm." MIbs Fanella, her heart beating high at ber own audacity, opened tbe broad door. The wide, low rooms within opened plessantly together, lighted by can dies on the mantels, and by softly shaded lamps. "How pleassnt," said MIsb Fanella aloud, going to the open fire, and thinking of ber little stove In tbe but ler's puntry. "I have dreamed of yon sitting here," said Travera quietly, coming to her. "And now I am going to aak you to eat supper with me a Chrlstmaa supper, you know." "I shall be most delighted," an swered MIbs Fanella with a smile. The Fenway pride was mute for once. It waa a quiet supper. Fanella poured the tea, conscious that lierf compan ion's eye were following ber, and she enjoyed herself with a fierce, defiant sort of enjoyment "Faaella," said the man, leading her back to the fire, "I will bless you for ever for coming with me. I wanted you: to see my bomu, to understand Just bow simple and unpretentious it I. I know I am only a 'common farm er,' but I've always loved you, Fanel la. I cannot endure It to see you live aa you do, alone In that great house. Won t you let me take care of you. dear? 1 know I am not good enoush for yon. 1 realise what tt muat aeem Ilka to you here, but " It I comfortable and beautiful iseiaon. Her voice broke over the word, "nut I do not deserve It. 1 waa not fair and honest with you for I cared, always. I let my pride ana my family Interfere I Oh." aha cried, shaken by sadden, fierce nobs, "why did yon never come back? Tbey always do In atorlea I could not believe It waa all over when you went away I" Do yon mean." Bald Travera, "that you would have given ma a different anawer If I had come back, Fanella?" She held out her hand true Fen way band. "Don't you know. dear. that all women are privileged to change their mind?" h asked. What a fool I've been. Fanella." groaned Travera. holding bar cloae. "Fifteen year I Tell me, when did you repent your coldness r "Before yon had reached tha gala." whlapered Fanella, penitently. 1WLX 4, 8 a "Xj to is A j - - i (Copyright. Wli, nr Associated Literary I'rr.s) UST In time for the wedding, ("live. Wish you merry ChriKtmaa Gee, but It's bully to see you home again. Three years since you walked on thia old platform, wait ing for the down t"iln. How have they treated you down east?" "Fine, thanks, Mr. l)unkley."Clive answered heartily. "Whose wedding am I In time for? I want to load up with gifts." "Guess you'll have to. If In your own fnmlly. Hob finally got her." Clive turned quickly as the old sta tion agent went chuckling toward the. express ofrVo trundling a truck of bngKage. I!e followed him, his dark eyea keen and troubled. "Got whom, Mr. Itunkley? I haven't heard any news from home for week I've been abroad since June, and Just pot back in time to catch the express west for Chrlatma. So you see It's all a surprise to me. "Surprise to all the town. Never thought Hob hnd the nerve to ask a girl to marry him, let alone that apunky little Lawrence one." The name atruck Clive lika a whip lash. He called good night and hur ried over to where the old atatlon hack waited. The driver called n cheery Christ mas grtetlng to him, and he an swered It, but es they swung up the long rock hill toward tha town, he leaned back and shut hi eye and wished he had never come back. Not that he had any bold on her. There had never been a formal en gagement. H e had no right to ask a girl to mar ry him when he was only a young cub Just out of college with his standing to win first. Hut she had known, ah, but she bad known well where he stood, and bow he loved her. He could see her now, small and slender at I x- teen, , still In short skirts, her durk curl flvln jM $ In the wind, deep dimple at the cor ner of ber mouth, and the awlft flashing smile that eye and mouth and dimple Joined in. Yet it had been more than beauty that bad held him true through the year. There bad been a look In her eye, a bok of abiding faith and clean, atralaht honor, that be hnd loved end mated. The memory of thnt look had brought him back over the sea. to find ber this Christmas and tell ber that now be could claim her. Bob! Stolid, good old Hob. Whllo he bad been playing globe trotter. trying to catch tbe flying heel of a madcap, wayward fortune. Hob bad tayed quietly at home and won the girl he loved. There In tha dingy, chilly Interior of the old hack Clive fought out hla battle with himself. He would be I game, be said; be would not mar their happiness with one word or look. Ha could not go bsck. There waa hla mother. He could not give up aeelng her merely because Fate had given him a knockout blow, not exactly In tha solar plexua, but i trifle to tha left. "AH out," shouted the driver Jovial ly, pulling up short before the great old mansion on the hill, with Ita bar ricade of tall pine, heavy cow with now. "Wlah I waa In Hob ratterson'a boota tonight Turned on some Illumination didn't theyT And. oh. listen to the band. Thank you. sir That give the mis sus and kid at noma a wtti eg' sweeping over Mm. It w n!y little luslnt f'hrlsima carol that fay had atwari loved. Tear ago, wbeej she hd first come to live with them, a little forlorn kiddle, orphaned and with no one but hi father to act aa guardian, she had loved that carol, and always cang It at holly time. Ha heard her voice now and gripped big hand a he listened. Hark, the herald angels sing, Olnry In the nrx.rn Kin. I'esr i on enrth and merry mild" She saw hi figure reflected In the tall mirror and rose with a half frightened rry. "Don't, dear," ha said, brokenly, hurrying to meet her. He forgot Hob and all he bad heard, and sw only her. "I Just got In nobody know 1 am hera yet why, dear dear " She wa sobbing on his shoulder, her hands, wrenched from bis grasp, held his head agalnat her cheek. Clive saw ahe was dressed In white soft satin that crushed under his clasp like b nil Bid flowers; he felf ha was robbing Hob, and yet there In the dear old room they both knew so -well, In the tender winter gloom, ba held her close, and kissed ber Hp, hair, wet eyelid and forgot all ex cept the splendor of tbe might have been. "They won't miss you," she man aged to say finally, pushing back hla fnco and holding tt In ber hands at a Bafn distance. "I'm so aorry but you see, I was thinking ot ou, and and wanting to see you so, and then suddenly 1 looked, and you were here, right here, with me." "And too late," ho added bitterly. "Oh, no, you're not, Clive," she flashed back earnestly. "They haven't been married yet." "They? Who?" "Hob and Gretcben." "Gretchen! Who the devil la Gretchen? I beg your pardon, Fay you don't know what I've suffered Isn't Hob going to marry you?" She looked at him for a moment In utter shocked silence, then laugh ed ber old ringing, gay laugh that ha loved. "I marry Bob Hob? You silly, Billy " "Go nhead. Call me what yon like. Who's thl person Gretchen, anyway?" "She'B my cousin, Gretchen Law rence. She came to spend her gun mer vacation with me, and Hob npf fell In love with her. That' all, Clive." "Ah?" Cllre sighed and drew her Into bla arm again. Tbey would make tt a double wedding Just to pay him back for tha mis ery of tha laat half hour. Y'es, they would. And he'd go back and punch that old fellow's head down at the sta tion for not telling blm it waa Gretchen Lawrence Instead of Fay. "Ob, Clive, let me go," she whis pered. "They're all at dinner, ana you know your mother" "I know all- about It" said Clive, comfortably. He raised her chin gently and looked Into the dear, truei eye he hid truated. Fay did not know all thnt lay behind that look, how, mentnlly, he knelt In all humil ity and asked for forgiveness. Yet all he said was: "I forgot to wish you Merry ChrtsU mas, dear!" IS I'll-1 ALL ABOUT THE MISTLETOE Populsr Christmas Plant I a Parasit) and In Olden Time Wa Con sidered Sacred. iVV--. ( ; lr I'oratlon- ( ' Far tha Old rslka, Cora (aged ten), to TieggU (aged eleveal lr. Tb games are a wretched bore. Hut, than. If I'brlst Bias, run kai w, aad the old Peuule da Tb Utter waa signed by aa old y bowl j ao cit.i la sujoy ittsmeoJves. V) hla two suit casea gravel path, heel- tated at, eight ot tb brilliantly light- ed rooms, and turned quietlg around to the aid door that ba had had o caaloo to ua maay a time before when he bad been out lata larking. It waa unlocked, and there waa no oue In sight It waa atlll early, about f.JH. l'mbalily tb family wa at dlnuer. Yet sum no wa playing oftiy In the long aiuale room south of Ih library He stood In lha dimly II I Ui i-d hall listening, old memories Although In the majority of AmerV can and Kngllsh home mistletoe la displayed at Cbrtatmas time. It Is re markable how little Is known of thla curious plant Mistletoe Is a para sitic growth, appearing most frequent ly on apple trees, although It Is also found on evergreen and on poplar, hawthorn, pear and oak trees, but very rarely on the last named. It la n evergreen hush, about four feet In length, thickly crowded with, branches and leavea. Vnllka all oth er plants, Ita leaves extend down sa well a up. The plant flower every year, but does not bear the little w hit ish berries until It la four year old. Tba mistletoe proper la a native of Europe, especially of England and. Normandy. In olden times It wa con sidered a sacred plant becauaa lta berrle grow In cluster of three emblematic 'of the Trinity. Tha an cient Celta used to hang sprig of mistletoe around their necks a a afeguard from witchea. The maid that wa not caught and kissed under tha mistletoe at Christmas would not ba married within the year, so tha tradition goea. According to tha old rule ih ceremony wa not properly performed unlcaa a berry waa pulled! off after each kiss and presented to) tna maiden. When all the berrieg were gone the privilege ceased. Chrlatma Preeenta, "I thought it better lo get yow soma- thing useful." said Mr. IXibb to bla wife. "o I have boaght yon a roupl) ot good bruooia for your Cbrlstma present." "That waa very thoughtful of yoa. my dear." replied Mrs. Jicbh " har jour Ideas, and have bou.'it a g !. strong (l-utC for yi to carry cu: frtnu tha cnilar In."