People who did not know me Bart
ram wondered now It were passible
(or to many children to Iito In no
mail a home. When Dr. Bertram
built the bouse It waa considered of
very good alae, bat that waa many
yean ago, and aloe then five bright,
happy children had com to crowd the
little brown bouse. On one aide of
(ham lived a little boy who waa aa
only child and the Idol of hi father
and mother. Ha bad the enviable
reputation of having everything he
wanted. When aom of the little Bert
ram wished they were as fortunate
aa Lawrence Cole, their sister Helen,
who waa 14, would say:
"Oh, It wouldn't be nice to have all
the things we want there wouldn't be
anything to wish for, and wishing la
Of their neighbor on the other aid
the children stood In great awe. He
wsi a bachelor named Samuel Jorden
who lived all alone, and who detested
children; and how In the world he
bappened to build a houae right next
to the little brown house full of them
ia not known.
But, In spite of all the wealth on
either aide of them, the Bertrams were
th happiest, moat contented of fami
lies. There waa always such, fun
there, with never a dull day, o that
very child In the neighborhood Ovd
to go there,' but after dinner at night
w the jollleet time, when Or. Bert
ram waa at home. Tby would all
gather around the open Are In the 11
brary aad everyoa had to tell what
he and she had been doing ail day
Then they would have a little music
from Helen and ber mother, and the
girl would transfer them alt to
Ideal world with the to tide from her
violin. Then ram the procession to
bed. where Merjorte would he carried
half asleep. The queer thing about
the Bertram family waa that everyone
was utterly different In look and char
acter, so that one never knew juat
which one they loved beat
It waa only the third day before
Christmas, when Dorothy, who waa
Juat "half peat atz," went np stair
to and har mother. 8he bad a wistful
look on ber little (ace that one could
"Mother, dear, have 1 got something
for everybody nowT"
"Yea. Dorothy, I think you have
ad you have helped me very much,
beside." answered her mother.
"Well. then, would you please give
Mar Juat fifteen cents more aad let me
io out all alone aad spend MT"
"Why. yee. my child, yon may heve
that I euppoee It la sum great mys
tery. Isn't It. and I mustn't aak?" aald
"No. pleaee dost ask ever!" aald
the child earnestly.
"Ever!" thought her mother, aa the
child went Ml, "what can he be going
to do with itr
it waa almost dark when Dorothy
opened the door of a florist's little
hop. two blocks down the street. Nev
r was a child who loved (lowers more
than this llttl maid, aad ah would
talk to them as sh would to her dolls
She wsa a frequent visitor at thle
hop, aad when the other children
hurried off to a candy (tore with aa
mraalonal five cents, she usually apent
I WANT ALL YOU CAN OIVB MB."
Iter for a w pretty flowers. Bo ae
ah stood there beeitatlngly. the man
sailed and asked her what ahe
"I waat all you ran give me of some
kind that small sweet, for fifteen
eats I suppose the flowers are all
very dear, area't they?" she added du
biously but the man had disappeared
lasld the glass closet, aad when he
brought out a lovely bunch of Doro
thy farorit cinaeaoa ptaka. ahe
fairly danced. He
with hie little
eight Moeaoaaa. sweet aad freah.
It waa quite dark wbea Dorothy sr
frag home, hut ahe went stralgast ea
past her door, sad. wonder of won
ders' she turned la at the gate of Mr.
- Pleaee might I aee Mr.
mtaater else sated the
who opened th da
to mm out
Welt I never! you doal .now
be nates children, I guess," b said,
opening the door wider.
A big lump, which she tried to swal
low, came up In Dorothy's throat
"Yea, I do, but may I juat see blm a
minute T I won't bother blm."
"Well, I don't know what he'll any,
I'm sure," aald the girl, as she led the
way through the beautiful hall to a
door at which she knocked.
, "Here, sir, Is one of them children
that Uvea next door. She's got some
menage, I gueaa."
And in one aecond Dorothy found
the door shut behind her, and there,
la the chair before the fire, sat Mr.
"Well, what Is It yon want, little
girl?" aald ha as ha turned toward
her. "Be quick, for I am very busy "
"Oh, are you busy?" asked Dorothy,
surprised, because he waat not doing
anything but looking at the Are. "I
I only wanted to give you these, sir.
and I'll go right away.
The man stared hard at the white
paper parcel ahe held out to him.
"For what, map I aak?"
"Juat for Christmas, because yon
live all aloae. Good-bye," and she was
The pretty flower had begun to fad
by the warm Are before Mr. Jorden
came out of the brown etudy Into
which h had fallen.
"God bless hr brave little heart."
aald he, aa he held Dorothy's flowers.
The first Joy of the Christmas tree
waa over, the presents were all dla
tributed, and every one of the little
Bertrama were sitting around admlr-
F-LQWKRS?" HB SAID.
lag the candles aad the clever trim
mlng of the tree.
"There goea the door bell again.'
"Do you think Santa Claus haa come
back?" aaked Marjori.
It was a great disappointment to her
when she saw her mother shaking
hands with Mr. Jorden. He looked
rather aad. though he smiled at them
all. There was a bright carnation In
his buttonhole, the eight of which
made Dorothy waat to get behind
"How happy you look," aald th vis
itor, sitting down. "I could see you
through my side windows I have of
ten looked In upon you, and tonight I
took the liberty of Joining you for
half an hour. Shall I intrude?"
"Not at all." aald Dr. Bertram. "You
are very welcome."
Mr. Jorden drew Dorothy toward
him and kleaed her.
"Do you know," he aald, turning
to look at them all, "that a man may
grow to be fifty rears old and learn for
the Aral time what he should always
have known It U this little girl who
haa taught me how sweet aad com
forting a child may be, aad I used to
think they were put Into the world
only to annoy people."
This was Mr. Jordan's conversion.
and though all th children grew to
love him. It waa Dorothy who became
his dally companion aad friend.
Christmas TV mil .1.
In England the "welts" are mud
clans who play throughout th town
aad cities at night, (or two or three
weeks preceding t briatmaa They call
on the Inhabitant for donation. At
one time It waa the custom to let out
this privilege to one matt who waa
privileged to hire aa many waits as
he choee aad to take a goodly per
oentag of the profits none other but
i player being allowed to
la this occupation.
"What are pa usee r the
asked the first class in
' Things that grow oa
Do not dare to live
tar ball he beat Meaa to be eome-
tatnc wHh all your might Phillip
Cert Cart to th WtnSXt.
Holly berriea red and bright,
Wealth of candle Sick 'ring light,
Ohriatmaa la the air!
OhlMiah faoea all aglow,
Outside sleigh bells ia the snow
Banished Is doll care.
Older wlseheade tor the time
Join in sport and song and rhyme
Mem'ry brings back golden youth.
Bye then seeing only youth.
Ever at Its aide.
Joy tonight Is crowned the queen
Of the festive Christmas scene.
May her rule be long!
None can claim a rebel heart
With her foll'wera forms a part
Theirs a gladsome song!
A Brf of Deception.
She stood beneath no chandelier
Entwined with mlstiiioe;
I glanced the hall-length far and near,
I looked both high and low;
No license for a kiss waa hung,
"Twaa near a failure flat
When lo, I spied a sprig among
The feathers on her hat
Roy Parrell Greene.
Old Santy la no phantom prim
The cheer he brings cure many 111;
Thro' dreamland's door we follow blm.
And lose the thought of New Year's
Old Knjflijh Custom.
It waa customary In former days, In
Cornwall, England, tor the people to
meet on Christmas eve at the bottom
of the deepest mine and have a mid
In some parts of Derbyshire the vil
lage choir assemble in the church on
Christmas eve and there wait until
midnight, when they proceed from
houae to houae. Invariably accompa
nied by a keg of ale. singing "Chris
tians, Awake! " During th weak, they
again visit the principal house in the
place, aad having played and sang tor
the evening, and partakes of the
Christmas cheer, are presented with a
sum of money.
(it Cheater and lta neighborhood
numerous singers parade the streets,
and are hoepttably entertained with
meat aad drink at the various houses
where they call.
The "aahton fagot" is burned In
Devonshire. It la composed entirely
of ash timber, the separate branches
bound with sen band and made a
large as can be admitted to the floor of
the fireplace When the fagot blase
a quart of cider Is called (or aad
served upon the bursting of every
hoop or band around the fagot The
Umber being green and elastic, each
band bursts with a loud report.
In one or two localities It Is still
customary for th farmer, with his
family and friend, after partaking
together of hot cake and cider (the
cakes being dipped Into the liquor pre
vious to being eaten) to proceed to the
orchard, one or the party bearing hot
cake and cider aa aa offering to the
principal apple tree. The cake is for
mally deposited oa the Cork of the
tree and the cider thrown upon the
cake and tree,
A superstitious notion prevails la
the western parts of Devonshire that
at 13 o'clock at night on Christmas eve
the oxen In their stalls are always
found on their knees aa la an attitude
One John Martyn. by will, oa Nov.
18. lTJt, gave to the church wardens
aad overseers of ths poor of the par
ish. Bt Mary Major. Exeter 10. to
be put out at Interest, aad the profits
thereof to be laid oat every Christmas
eve la twenty pieces of beef, to be
distributed to twenty of the poorest
people la the parish, said charity to be
Wanta Will tay.
There ate a lot at people
Who love to wag their
And tell the rhtldrea
There la ao Santa Claus
No Santa Clans what nonsense
Down childish throats to ram.
Yon might as wail lasers them
There la no Uncle Bam!
B. K MunkittrUk
THE CORN BONO.
Hsap high th farmer's wintry hoard!
Heap hlsb th golden corn!
No richer gilt haa autumn poured
Prom out bar lavish horn.
Let ether lands, exulting, glean
The apple from the pine,
Tbe orau from It glossy grn,
Th duster from me vine.
We better love tbe hardy gift.
Our rugged vales bestow,
To cheer us when the storm shall drift
Our harvest field with now.
Through vales of grass and meads of
Our plows their furrows made,
While on the hills th sun and shower
Of changeful April played.
We dropped th seed o'er hill and plain,
lienealh the sun of May,
And frightened from our sprouting grain,
Th robber crows away.
All through the long, bright days of
Its leaves grew green and fair;
And waved In hot midsummer' noon
It soft and yellow hair.
And now, with autumn's moonlit eves,
It harvest time has oeaae.
We pluck away the frosted leaves,
And bear the treasure home.
There, richer than th fabled gift
Apollo showered of old.
Fair hands ths broken grain snail sift.
And knead Its mead of gold.
Let vapid Idlers loll in silk.
Around their costly board;
Olv us th Jowl of soup and milk.
By homes pure beauty poured!
Where'er the wide old kitchen hearth
Bend up it smoky curl.
Who will not thank the kindly earth.
And bless our farmer girls!
Then shame on all the proud and rain,
Whose folly laughs to scorn.
The blessing of our hardy grain,
Our wealth of golden corn!
Let earth withhold her goodly root,
Let mildew blight the rye.
Qive to the worm the orchard's fruit.
The wheat field to the fly!
But let the good old crop adorn
The hills our father's trod;
Still let us. for his golden corn,
Send up our thanks to Ood!
J. G Wittier.
ij JSarroto Escape J
"Don't speak so loudly," said the
younger of the two men.
The man with the gray hair and
gray face looked round anxiously. "I
wasn't, was I?"
"Consider where we are. Don't
whisper, either. And If I might give
a word of advice, I shouldn't let my
self get excited if I were you; it's not
good for you. You're trembling all
over now. Take a pull at your glass,
ahfl you'll be all right Now then."
Th old man drank, and wiper! his
mouth carefully with a colored hand
kerchief. "It isn't even as if it had
been my fault," he aald almost whim
pering. "I waa coming down the
steps aa be was coming up. He sud
denly lurched off, avoiding somebody
else, and ran Into me. Then he aaid
It "Why the deuce don't you look
where you're going?' he aaid. 'Go to
the devil, you clumsy lout!' he said.
That's twenty years' service. Twenty
years I've been their trusted servant,
aad then to be spoken to like a dog.
Oh, I shall never get over It!"
"Aad that was when It first occurred
"The first aad only time. I'd got
2.703. gold and notes, In my bag at
the moment Yes. I could have made
him pay dear (or that insult. Suppose
I hadn't gone to Lombard street with
the cash at all. Suppose I had Juat
gone off somewhere "
The old man lowered his voice again.
"What I mean to say Is that there was
plenty la that bag to keep me In com
fort the few years I've got left
Though I may last a good bit yet la
aptte of the doctors."
"What's the good of talking about
It? Yon didn't do It You went your
usual round, paid the money in same
as usual, and put up with your treat
ment You haven't got the courage of
your opinions. You'll always put up
"Oh, no, I won't! Perhaps I've got
aa much courage aa some younger
men. Once I eaa reconcile a thing to
my Judgment aad conscience, you'd
And I take a bit of stopping. U I
didn't like that what I've been speak
ing of, I may Aad something else that
I do. I've been used to civil treatment
all my life, aad I'm not going to toler
ate Insults bow that I am old."
"If you'd dooe what you first In-,
tended. I don't deny that you'd have
hit him a nasty one. But there's
i.ot bins: else yon can do. Suppose you
started to give him a bit of cheek;
you'd be thrown out of his office be
fore you were half way through, and
bang would go your penalon. Suppose
you went to him and said you wanted
to leave owing to the way you've been
treated. There again he savea the
penalon. It may be difficult, as you
say, to And a man whom you can trust
with large sums, but it's not impossi
ble. You'd have pleased him a good
deal more than you would have pun
ished him No, there's oaly one way
to give htm a good slap in the face,
aad you lighted oa that drat time."
"I never took so much as a pin from
anytody la my Ufa."
"Of course you dldnt Do you th nk
I don't know you well enough not to
talk about stealing to you? There's no
question of that Twenty years you've
been with them, aad underpaid the
whole time, as you've often told ma
That must be pui right. Then you
should sacrifice that What you've a
Juat claim to you'd take, aad ao more."
"They wouldn't understand It that
"You could write them a letter ex
plaining. If I were treated like a dog
I'd show them I could bite like one,
too. Bat here, you're not drinking.
Same again, mlaa pleaae."
"You couldn't have anything much
simpler," said the young man a little
later. "It will we Jane i . wont itr
"If I do It"
There' next to nothing (or you to
do. Tarrant I shall he waiting for
you la the cab at toe corner Tou've
only got to step In, and after that all
the arrangements will be in my hands
I'll have you on the other side of the
channel before Lam peon and Bird
know that their money's gone."
"And you agree to return to them
aaythlag which may be left over after
I've taken what I am really entitled
The young man suppressed a smile.
"Certainly," he aald. "You can do all
that wbea you write to them to ex
plain. After all, you're oaly giving
them a punishment that they deserve.
People who use beastly and insulting
language to a man who haa been their
trusted servant for twenty years waat
a lesson. You are going to show them
that you can hit back."
"But if the police "
"We don't leave an address behind
us. The police would do great things
If they could And us, but they won't
be able to And us."
"Ill do it," said old Tarrant "On
tbe 19th. You be waiting In the cab
at 12 o'clock. I shall be there within
a few minutes of that time."
But when tbe 18th came the young
man waited in a cab for an hour but
aaw nothing of Tarrant. He went home
then, cursing him for his cowardice
There Is a tombstone In the ceme
tery at Kensal Green to the memory
of Alfred William Tarrant, who died
somewhat suddenly on June 18th. It
states that he merited and enjoyed the
affection of his friends, the confidence
of his employers and the reapect of all
who knew him. Times-Herald.
Bulldog as a Bwlmsaer.
A few persons who happened to be
on the landing at Caaarale, Jamaica
Bay, early one morning, witnessed an
ill-matched swimming race. The con
testants were two dogs, a Newfound
land and a bulldog. Tbe result was
unexpected. The bull, by the strength
and pluck characteristic of his race,
won from the Newfoundland by nearly
one hundred yards. In spite of his
rival's natural swimming advantages.
Mr. Kennedy, the owner of Badger,
the victor, and a neighbor of his who
owns the big Newfoundland had ar
ranged some time ago to have this
race come off. Last Tuesday morning
they went out In a rowboat, taking
both dogs with them. After they had
rowed some distance across the
"Flats," the Newfoundland, st a sig
nal from his master, Jumped Into the
water, but the bull had to be thrown
overboard. Mr. Kennedy, who waa
at the oars, pulled away for shore as
fast aa ha eould, the Newfoundland
immediately following the boat with
the long, aweeping, powerful stroke
usual to these natural swimmers. But
Badger lost time by turning round and
round a couple of times when he
reached the surface after his unex
pected plunge. As soon as he espied
the boat, however, and heard his mas
ter calling him, he literally walked
through the water to the boat
Badger swam with quick, strong
strokes of his powerful forelegs, a
sort of "overhand," which looked aa
If he were trying to pull himself out
of the water. He, of course, wasted
mnch of his strength in this attempt
to lift himself out, while his more
skillful opponent went ahead quickly
and easily through the water. It waa
interesting to note that the Newfound
land swam with only the top of his
head showing above the surface of
the water, while the bulldog kept his
entire head aad the greater part of
his neck above the surface. Though
leas skillful the latter' smaller body
and greater strength soon told. He
quickly overhauled his antagonist and
soon passed him, constantly Increas
ing the lead to the finish, when It was
nearly one hundred yards.
Both dogs were pretty well winded
when pulled out, cadger less than
the other, and he recovered sooner than
the Newfoundland. They are both
fine, well-grown specimens of their
breeds. The Newfoundlsnd won a
second prise at the dog show a (ew
The race waa the reault of an argu
ment between the masters of the two
dogs. In which Mr. Kennedy main
tained that the strength- and endurance
of the bull would overcome the skill
of the other dog, and (acts showed
that Mr. Kennedy was correct in his
view. He based It upon an event
which happened within the personal
knowledge of one of his ancestors.
Mr. Kennedy's grandfather was an
Englishman and served as first mate
oa a merchantman plying between
London and Halifax. This vessel was
wrecked a couple of miles off shore
In a dense fog. On board were three
prize dogs of the Newfoundland va
riety, which were being exported to
a sporting club in London. The cap
tain tried to send a line ashore by
means of these dogs and thus open
communication with land. One of the
dogs waa put overboard with a strong,
thin line fastened to his collar. Ha
waa allied almost Instantly by a wara
driving a broken spar against him.
More care was taken with the other
two dogs, but each was overcome by
the terrific sea running, and was
drowned before half the distance had
As a last resort Mr. Kenaudy's
grandfather suggested making a trial
with the captain's brindled bulldog,
and his suggestion was acted upon.
After almost Ave hours of terrific
struggling with the raging sea the
brave dog was tenderly lifted out of
the water, barely alive, aad saved
from the rocks upon which he would
have been dashed to death.' That bull
dog saved the lives of all the man on
board that shit by his pluck and en
durance. It Is quite natural for Mr.
Kennedy to sat store by bulldog and
Badger In particular, for he is a de
scendant of the brindled bull that did
tor hi grandfather what three prise
Newfoundlands could not do.
MEANING OP MONEY.
Urn Thovghtfal Suggestions aa to IN
What, after all, does money mean?
Merely golden sovereigns. Do we, it
we have it, ait all the time ia our cellar
running our skinny hands through the
glittering pile? No, that s not what
money means. It does not, to be sure,
mean, either, the biggest things In life,
for only inward grace can give those;
but it can supplement the biggest, in
that It may give ua the means of using
them to the beat advantage.
Money cannot give tbe gift of mak
ing the friends worth having, or of
deserving those friends; but It means
greater and more agreeable possibili
ties of frequenting them. It cannot
glv the power of understanding books,
out to those who can understand, it
gives the power of buying books to
read, without stint It cannot give
tbe heaven-sent rapture in pictorial
or musical art, but It give tbe possi
bility of enjoying it more often. It
cannot give ua gocd and gifted chil
dren, but it may help ua to train them
The best is not to be bought with
money, but the setting of the beet Is.
For this reason is the possession of
it a crucial teat, especially when new
ly acquired; and for those who nave
no gentle tastes to gratify, a dazzling
light suddenly shed on their barren
existence, revealing with unsparing
conspicuousnees the vulgar channels in
which alone It occurs to them that
wealth should run.
It Is no doubt good that wealth
should be apent and not boarded; tbe
purpose of any currency is that it
should ultimately be exchanged (or
something that It will buy. That the
something ahould be worth having Is
of course essential. But what people
spend their money on generally does,
at the moment, appear to themselves
to be worth buying. It Is other people
who fed It is not. What money brings
us should add to tbe adornment the
beauty, the seemliness of life, whether
we buy with it things or ideas. That
is the thing to grasp. Let ua recog
nize aa sanely and wisely aa we can
that the defects Incidental to the pos
session of wealth need not be Inevit
able. If we are on our guard against
them Nineteenth Century.
USING JACK FROST.
Turning to Account the Kxpsmsloa of
It is related that when the great
Egyptian obelisk, which stands before
St. Peter's in Rome, was set up, the
tackle got Che big stone Into nearly,
the proper position and then was in
capable of completing its work. Tha
engineers who were directing the op
eration were paralyzed with dismay,
but suddenly a sailor in the crowd
shouted, "Wet the ropes!" This ad
vice was acted upon, tbe ropes shrank
la consequence, and the obelisk waa
raised into place. A somewhat simi
lar, though much less thrilling story
is related by a steamship engineer ia
the American Machinist A steamshlp
from the Argentine Republic (or Ant
werp had called at Dunkirk, France,
In the wintering season, to leave some
-freight, and on starting to sea again
struck her propeller against a stone
wall and broke off one blade dose to
the boss or central knob and lost part
of another blade On reaching Ant
werp the vessel waa put into dry dock,
so as to substitute a new propeller for
the broken one. All four blades were
cast with the boss, and, therefore. It
was necessary to remove the whole1
thing from the shaft before the new
propeller could be put on. But the
boa stuck to tbe aheft so snugly that
It could not be started. After two
days' delay the first assistant engineer,
who was a Yankee, adopted the follow
ing plan: He undertook to split the
boss in two. First, he made his men
chisel out a gutter on the under aide,
reaching fore and aft, so as to favor
cracking along that line. Then be
had them make a similar one on top.
In the meantime a hole was drilled in
from the outside to the center. Tha
boss was not solid all the way down,
but was hollow, and fitted tbe shaft
only at front and rear. The chamber
thus left waa now filled with water,
and the hole closed by a screw plug.
Ropes were attached to the right and
left hand sides of the propeller to hold
them in case they should fall, and tbe
Job was left for the night Next morn
ing the halves were separate, the boss
having split along the two lines cut
In its outer surface. Tbe expansion of
the confined water, freezing, did the
business; snd the assistant engineer
got a good deal of glory.
Rceroatloa at Post Offlra.
The St Louis post office Is to be
equipped with a bowling alley. A
sectional double alley is to be laid in
the gymnasium for the accommoda
tion of the clerks and carriers, the
present intention being to partition off
a section of the basement reading
room, although this may be changed.
The carriers' and clerks' lounging
place Is at the Eighth and Olive street
corner. The carriers' association and
the brass band use the room for meet-'
lng and rehearsal purposes, the local
and railway mail clerks between runs
and watches while away their time
there, and the extra carriers also for
rest repair to the basement rendezvous.
Correspondence tables, reading table,
and an atbeltic equipment. Including
trapeze, horizontal bars, bucks, notes,
rings, dumbbells, footballs aad exer
ciser are Installed there. St Louis
The most sensible woman in tbe
world will talk baby talk to her bus
band aad say "Bee his c-ie heart r
long attar he has got boldheaded.
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