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By John Kendrick Bangs
Author of
"A HooM.Boal oa the&yx,"
"Tb.ldiot."lc
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(Copyright. Tlx Frank A. Uauw CoJ
IE wu only a little bit of
of a ekap, and so, when
for the first time la bis
life he ame into close
contact 'With the endleaa
current of human things.
It war as hard for him
to "stay put" as for some
wayward Jtttle Atom of
flotsam and Jetsam to keep from toss
tng about In the surging tides of the
tea. .
His mother had left him there In
the big toy shop, with Instructions
sot to move until she came back,
while she went off to do some mys
terious errand. She ' thought, no
doubt, that with so many beautiful
things on every side to delight his
eye and hold bis attention, strict
obedience to her commands would not
be hard. But, alas, the good lady
reckoned not upon the magnetic
power of attraction of all those lovely
objects In detail.
When a phonograph at the other
end of the shop began to rattle off
melodious tunes and funny jokes, in
spite of the instruction Little Blllee
had received, off he pattered as fast
as his little legs would carry him to
investigate. After that, forgetful of
everything else, finding himself
caughc in the constantly moving
stream of Christmas shoppers, he was
borne along in the resistless current
until he found himself at last out up
on the street alone, free, and inde
pendent. ...
It was great fun, at first. By and
by, however, the afternoon waned, and
' little Billee began to grow tired. He
thought of his mamma, and tried to
find the shop where he had promised
to remain quiet until her return. Up
and down the street he wandered until
- bis little legs grew weary; but there
was no sign of the shop, nor of the
beloved face he was seeking.
Once again, and yet once again
after that, did the little fellow tra
verse that crowded highway, hla
tears getting harder and harder to
keep back, and then Joy of Joys
whom should he see walking slowly
along the sidewalk but Santa Claus
himself! The saint was strangely
decorated with two queer-looking
boards, with big red letters on them,
bong over his back and chest
With a glad cry of happiness, Little
Blllie ran to meet the old fellow, and
pnt hla band gently Into that of the
alnt. Ha thought It very strange
Chat Santa Claus'a hand should be so
red and cold and rough, end so
happed; but be was not In any mood
to be critical.
Santa Claus, of course, would rec
ognise him at onoe, and would know
fast how to take him back to his
home again, won't you?" said the
child.
"Surest thing you know!" an
swered Santa Claus, looking down up
on the bright but tired little face with
a comforting smile. "Where do you
liver
"As if you didn't know that!" cried
Little Blllee, giggling. .
"Ha, ha!" laughed Santa Claus.
"Can't fool you, can I? It would be
funny if, after keeping an eye - on
you all these years since you was a
baby, I didn't know where you lived,
ehT"
"Awful funny," agreed Little Blllee.
Just then Little Billee noticed for
the first-time the square boards that
Santa Claus was wearing.
"What are you -wearing those
feoards for, Mr. Santa Claus T" he
Asked.
Jf the lad had looked closely enough,
he would have seen a very unhappy
look come into the old man's face;
but there was nothing of It In his
answer.
"Oh, those are my new-fangled
hack and -chest protectors, my lad,"
he replied. "Sometimes we have bit
ter winds blowing at Christmas, and
I have to be ready for them. It would
n't do for Santa Claus to come down
with the rsneeies at Christmas time,
you know no, siree! This board In
front keeps the wind off my chest, and
that the sun had completely disap
peared over in the west, it was get
ting very cold. "Thomas Harrison,
banker," he muttered to himself.
"What, with the telephone book and
the city directory, I guess we can find
our way home with Little Blllee."
. He led the little fellow into a pub
lic telephone station, where he eager
ly scanned the names in the book. ' At
last last It was found "Thomas Har
rison, seven-six -five-four Plaia." And
then, in the seclusion of the tele
phone booth, Santa Claus sent the
gladdest of all' Christmas messages
over the wire to two distracted parents:
I have found your boy wandering
ao.w
DOLLARS COME HOME TO ROOST
w.w.Nw.y.yj.v.;.v.v.v.'
VERY farmer who makes cur town his market place has an interest in
this communk:-. The fact that he is a member of the community
makes much difference to him when he considers that the prosperity reason. Carefully avoid drujyred pills
town is his own prosperity. i r ,t:milianU. J
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THAT COLD YOU HAVt
may brinj; sickness, doctoii bills and
loss of work; you know that serious
sickness usually starts with a cold, and
a cold only exists where weakness
exists. Renumber that.
. Overcome the weakness and nature
cures the cold that is the law of
of our
But when he sends hia money to the mall order houses HE DOES NOT
STOP TO THINK THAT HE IS NOT HELPING TO PAY THE REQUIRED
TiYPQ tW UTQ ftwv pmtunMtTv. . V- j . . .. '
11 v--...ii,i.Mi. i , uui linn no uuca noi pay nis own legally ; c , p i . ...
assessed taxes, but that he is not helping our local merchant- to na, th : .t)Cott "?" that quickly ea
props and braces and whips.
It is the pure medicinal nourishment
necessary to support the community,
The mall order man has absolutely no interest In the community. He
plays the part of a fisherman strolling about, casting a line here and there,
riches the blood, strengthens the lungs
and helps heal the air passages.
Ana mark this well Scott s Emul-
ln the street. He is safe, and I will J where he thinks the best fishing Is to be found, and after pulling out the fish ! son generates body heat as protection
bring blm home right away.
Fifteen minutes later, there might
Si
"What Are You Wearing Those Boarda
for, Mr. Santa Claus?"
Hie Mother Had Left Him There in
. , the Toy-Shop,
mamma at home wherever that might
be. Little Blllee had never thought to
inquire Just where home was. . All
he knew was that it waa a big gray
tone house on a long street some
where, with a tall iron railing In front
of it, not far from the park. ;
"Howdldoo, Mr. Santo Claus?" said
Little Blllee, aa the other's hand un
consciously tightened over his own.
Why, howdldoo, kiddle?" replied
the old fellow,: glancing down at his
new-found friend, with surprise gleam
ing from his deep-set . eyes. "Where
did you drop from?" '
"Oh, I'm out," said Little Blllee
bravely. "My mama left me a little
YhUe ego while she went off about
'something, and I guess I got losted.
But It's all right now, I'm found again,
ain't I?"
1 "Oh, yes, indeedy, you're found all
right, kiddie," Santa Claus agreed.
"And pretty soon you'll take are
the one behind keeps me from get
ting rheumatism in my back. They
are a great protection against the
weather."
"You've got letters printed there,"
aid the boy, peering around In front
of his companion. "What do they
pell? -You know I haven't learned
to read yet."
"Merry Christmas to Everybody
aid Santa Clana. "I have the words
printed there so that everybody can
ee them; and if I miss wishing any
body a merry Christmas, hell know
I meant it Just the same."
They walked on now in silence, for
Little Blllee was beginning to feel al
most too tired to talk, and Santa Claus
seemed to be thinking of something
else. Finally, however, the little fel
low spoke.
1 guess I'd like to go home now,
Mr. Santa Claus," be said. "I'm tired,
and I'm afraid my mamma will be
wondering where I've gone to."
"That's so, my litle man," said
Santa Claus, stopping short in his
walk up and down the block. "Your
mother will be worried, for a fact;
and your father, too I know how
I'd feel if my little boy got losted and
hadn't come home at dinner time. I
don't believe you know where you
live, though now, honest! Come!
'Fess up, Blllee, you don't know
where you live, do you?"
"Whv. yes. I do." said Little Blllee.
"It's In the big gray stone house with i 1 Bays."
the Iron fence In front of it, near the
park." - '
"Oh, that's easy enough!" laughed
Santa ' Claus nervously. "Anybody
could say he lived in a gray stone
house with a fence around it, near
the park; but you don't know what
street it's on, nor the number, either
IH bet fourteen wooden giraffes
against a monkey on a stick!"
"No, I don't," said Little Blllee
frankly; "but I know the number of
our ortymobile. It's 'N. Y.'"
"Fine!" laughed Santa Claus. ' Then
he reflected for a moment, eyeing the
child anxiously.
"I don't believe you even know
your papa's name," he said.
"Yes, I do," said Little Blllee indig
nantly. "His name Is Mr. Harrison,
and he owns a bank." . -
"Splendid! Made of tin, I suppose,
with a nice little, hole at the top to.
drop pennies Into?" said Santa Claus.
"No, it ain't, either!" retorted Lit
tle Blllee. 'It's made of stone, and
has more than a million windows in
it I went down there with my mamma
to papa's office the other day, so I
guess I ought to know." ,
"Well, I should say so," said Santa
Claus. "Nobody better. . By the way,
Blllee, what does your mamma call
your papa? ' "Blllee, like you?" he
added. , - .
"Oh," no, Indeed," returned Little
Blllee. "She calls him papa, except
once in a while when he's going away,
and then she says,Qood-by, Tom.'"
"Fine again!" said Santa Claus.
blowing upon his fingers, for. now
of a footsore Santa Claus leading a
sleepy little boy up Fifth avenue to a
cross street, which shall be nameless.
The boy vainly endeavored to per
suade his companion to "come In and
meet mamma." s
"No, Blllee," the old man replied
sadly, "I must hurry back. You see,
kiddle, this is my busy day."
But it was not to be as Santa Claus
willed, for Little Blllee's papa, and
his mamma, and hla brothers and sis
ters, and the butler and the house
maids were waiting at the front door
when they arrived.
Led by Little Blllee's persistent fa
ther, Santa Claus went into the house.
Now that the boy could see him In the
full glare of many electric lights, his
furs did not seem the most gorgeous
things in the world. When the flap-
i ping front of his red Jacket flew open,
the child was surprised to see how
ragged was the thin gray coat it cov
ered; and as for the good old saint's
comfortable stomach strange to say,
it was not! " -
"I I wish you all a merry Christ
mas," faltered Santa Claus; "but I
really must be going, Blr "
"Nonsense!" cried Mr. Harrison.
"Not until you have got rid of this
chill, and" -
"I can't stay, sir," said Santa. "IT1
lose my Job If I do." ,
"Well, what if you dot I'll give
you a better one," said the banker.
"I can't I can't!" faltered the man.
"I I I've got a Little Billee of my
own at home waltin' for me, sir. If I
hadn't," he added fiercely, "do you
suppose I'd be doin' this?" He point
ed at the painted boards, and shud
dered. '
"I guess Santa Claus Is tired, papa,"
said Little Blllee, snuggling up close
ly to the old fellow and taking hold
of his hand sympathetically. "He's
been walkin' a lot today."
"Yes, my son," said Mr. Harrison
gravely. "These are very busy times
for Santa Claus, and I guess that, as
he still has a hard night ahead of
him, James had better ring up Henry -and
tell him to bring the car around
right away, so that we may take him j
back to hla little boy. Well have to
lend him a ftr coat, to keep the wind
off. too, for It is a bitter night" I
"Oh," said Little Blllee. "I havent
told yon about these boards he wears.
He has 'em to keep the wind off, and
they're fine, papa!" Little Blllee
pointed to the two sign-boards which
Santa Claus had leaned against the ,
wall. - "He says he uses 'em on cold i
nights," the lad went on. "They have J
writing on 'em, too. Do yon know
what it says?" - ' I
"Yes," said Mr. Harrison, glancing
at the boards. "It says 'If You Want
a Good Christmas Dinner for a Quar
ter, Go to Smithson's Cafe.'"
Little Blllee roared with laughter.
"Papa's trying to fool me Just, as
you did when you pretended not to
know where I lived, Santa Claus," he
aid, looking up into the old fellow's
face, his own countenance brimming
Over with mirth. "You mustn't think
he can't read, though," the lad added
hastily. "He's only Joking."
"Oh, no, indeed, I shouldn't have
thought that," replied Santa Claus,
smiling through his tears.
"I've been Joking, have I?" said Lit
tle Blllee's papa. "Well, then, Mr.
1 lk.trr' 1 l5E;irrm(,?j!?hVO
ssrmzmamx i tray .
he departs. The mall order man does not contribute to the upkeep of the against winter sickness. Get Scoit's
oommunlty. He merely takes away from It j at your drug store to-day. It always
When a farmer sends his dollars to the mall order bouse he prevents a strengthens and builds tin.
have been seen the strange spectacle .eeriain amount or improvements, say, for Instance, In road building, here In, scottBowe.iiioomfieii.N.j.
juur tuuuij. me mtu oruer man noes noi neip 10 Duua our roads, but tho
: local storekeeper does.
ir we Keep the dollars at home they will keep on helping us all. Dollars, !
spent at nome, come home to roost They come back In the upkeep of out
town and county Institutions. Wa have none too many dollars at the most
t j In our community and It seems a shame to send any of them awsy to the i
, man oraer nouses, where we will never see them again.
1 The dollars we send away help the mall order man to take a vacation
, in Europe or at the seashore. THEY HELP HIM TO MAINTi IN HIS AUTO- i
MOBILE AND TO RIDE ON PAVED ROADS.
If we keep these same dollars at home they will help us to bave better
roads in bur own county. Of course, the mail order man pays his taxes in :
the city, which helps to pave the streets of the city, but we here in our1
town don t benefit by that. Therefore, the best thing for us to do is keep
our money at home, where It will do us some good.
OUR LOCAL MERCHANTS WILL USE THE DOLLARS TO GOOD AD-1
VANTAGE BY HELPING TO PAY THE TAXES HERE THE TAXES RE-'
: QUIRED TO BUILD GOOD ROADS. EVERY DOLLAR SPENT IN OUR EX. WIRT A SON, Agents Cookeville
HOME TOWN MEANS IMPROVEMENTS AT HOME. , .RL a HlrKR 101r a, m,m.
i The merchants of our town deserve the patronage of the people In our ' mi-wanai, ,
(community. They are a part, a very large part, of the community and they I The Rev. Irl R. Hicks Almanac, now
Ipay a major portion of the taxes. The more business they do the more taxes ready, grows more ropular and useful
jthey must pay and the more taxes paid Into the county treasury, the more with each passing year. It is a fixed
I Improvements we can have. necessity "in homes, shops and com-
Unless we are careful and watch our own interests we will find out to mt,,,,, i,Hi,vm,. n .. lki
.. i .u a. ,l ix. a .. , .. ,, . . ,,, . merciaai estaoiiHnniftntft all over this
jour cost that the ultimate result of the mall order scheme will be the cen- ,.
;trallzatlon of all of the country business In the large cities and the absolute cont,nut- famous and valuable
(destruction of the financial interests in the small cities and towns. The only Yeer on anronim.,;crms,weath-
jway to prevent this Is to stop sending our orders to the mall order houses, c and car.hcjuakeg shoulJ ho In every
iet ine aouars come nome to roost, mat is the only way, and tney will
come home to roost If we do not send them too far away. The dollars spent)
locally will circle around and keep things lively, but if sent away we must
'get more dollars from outside to take their place. It Is not always an easy
'matterto do this. THE 8AFEST THING TO DO IS TO TAKE NO CHANCES,
BUT TO SPEND THEM AT HOME WITH THE LOCAL STOREKEEPERS.
If we had any expectation that the mall order man would ever do any-
tning to neip our community, things might be different. But there is no
chance. He comes to us In the garb of an artful deceiver, with gross mis
representations, false promises and a record of disappointments. But we word and Works Publishina Comoanv
weiuoiue ino uppuriunuy 10 again piace ourselves on recora as oeing ms 9Ani Cf. ,,, ct , . ... v
. , ,. . -T, . ... . , , awl r'anKiin Ave., tt. Louis, Mo.iou
dupes. There isn t a grain of kindness In his whole makeup. He demands , , .
his cash in advance and gives you that which he wishes to send. You have wl" nfPr reKret our wvestmentTry.
no redress. You have no rights that he Is bound to respect. it ror i. u. .
The mere fact that we are silly enough to send our money away, out of ,
our own community, to a stranger, thereby Injuring our own business pros- j
pects and jeopardizing our own prosperity. Justifies him In believing that he
can take the most outrageous liberties with us.
Bread cast on the waters will return, not so with dollars sent to the mail
order house. Turkeys will come home to roost, if somebody-does not catch
them.
BUT DOLLARS WILL COME HOME TO ROOST IF WE KEEP THEM
I IN CIRCULATION IN OUR HOME T-OWN. TRY IT
homo and ollics. l"iGi.':s3s,or Hicke
c!nipletcs his bpst issue of his great
Almanac at the close of his seventieth,
year. The Almanac will be mailed for
33 cents. The Rev. hi It. Hicks fine
Magazine, Word ar.d Works.ie sent one
year, w'th a ropy of his Almanac, for
only one dollar. Send for them to-
A PROFITABLE FARM MUST MAKE
EFFICIENT USE OF FARM MACHINERY
Records Show That the Initial Outlay Mutt Be Replaced
Each Ten Years Because It Is the Average Life Of
Machines-One Good Binder Ought To Last Twenty
Years At Least Use Paint On Wood Surfaces
Bllllam, suppose you Inform me what
(By J. C. MoAmls, Division of Extension, University of Tennessee.)
One of the absolute requirements of
highly profitable farm is the efficient
ae of farm machinery. The average
farmer in Tennessee thinks so him
self, because he is spending large
mounts for equipment. -'
The strange part of it all is that he
kas realised so well the value of ma
chinery, and yet has learned so little
of the art of caring for it, both while
In use and while it is Idle. He has
learned so little of it that the life of
most farm machines Is not more than
half what it should be.
Records show that the initial outlay
must be replaced each ten years, be
cause that is the average life of ma
chines. This means that one-tenth ot
the value of all machines is spent
Mara rti.i.i.... uch Tear in hnv nenr nnea RonnrHa
lucuj vuiioiiuan tu juvga j uuu;, j . .
said Little Billee proudly. "I couldn't further show that in special cases, the
read it myself, but he told me what It , "ame machines have done the same
said. He has it nrinted there so that i "Work and lasted twice as long. A
If he misses saying it to anybody, 1 00 binder ought to last twenty years
witn a crop ot nity to a hundred
acres; a farm wagon should last fifty
years, a hay rake or grain drill, twenty-five
years; a diso harrow, fifteen
years. But the fact remains that only
few of them reach this age. Why?
Because they are not properly housed,
repaired and painted.
This la the season ot the year to do
these three thinga. More machines
rest out than wear omt. The former
loss la a preventable one to a large
extent It require moisture to make
rust. If there Is not enough covered
space on the farm to take care of the
implements during the winter, a shed
should be built, bat not e cheap one.
It Is possible to build a shed that will
depreciate as much aa the machinery
be
they'll know he means It Just the
same."
"By Jove, Mr. Santa Claus," cried
Little Blllee's papa, grasping the old
Lman warmly by the hand, "I owe you
ten million apologies! I haven't be
lieved in you for many a long year;
but now, sir, I take it all back. ' You
do exist, and, by the great horn spoon,
yon are the real thing!"
Little Billee had the satisfaction of
acting as host to Santa Claus at a
good, luscious dinner, - which - Santa
Claus must have enjoyed very much.
After dinner Henry came with the au
tomobile, and, bidding everybody good
night, Santa Claua and Little Blllee's
papa went out of the house together.
Christmas morning dawned, and Lit
tle Blllee awoke from wonderful
dreams of rich gifts, and of extraordi
nary adventures with bis new-found
friend, to find the reality quite ss
splendid as the dream things.
As for Santa Claus, Little Billee has
not seen him again; but down at his
father's bank there is a new messenger,
named John, who has a voice so like
Santa Claus' voice that whenever Lit
tie Blllee goes down there in the mo
tor to ride home at night with his
papa, he runs into the bank and has
a long talk with him, just for the
pleasure of pretending that it is Santa
Chius he is talking to.
that It stores would depreciate if
posed. But machines should
housed at all hazards where they will
be dry, both overhead and underneath.
If there la dampness under machinery,
it will collect moisture and the Iron
will rust and the wood will rot very
badly. Too often machines have been
driven under a leaky shed, or a large
tree, which la even worse than letting
them stand entirely in the open. Mors
often, however, they are stored in the
big machine shed, which has the field
fence for walls and the sky for a roof,
It Is a very expensive shed.
Many machines are ruined by not
being properly oiled and not having
bolts kept tight. These are less con
splcious . mistakes and attract little
attention, but they are expensive ones
nevertheless. Those who are living
on the farm know best how many
trips are made to the distant shop or
Btore for repairs to meet an emer
gency. They probably do not realize
the expense of such trips when the
teams and the men must lie idle, and
the crops damage In the waiting.
Surely If they had made such a cal
culation, the repairs would have been
attended to during the winter before, '
when the men were Idle. Now is the
time when all machines should be
brought from the field and note made '
of the repairs needed; or better still,
they should be brought from the field
promptly as soon as used, even if they .
are to he used again In a few days,
and repairs made at the earliest con
venient time. Dirt should he removed
from all wearing parts, a coating of
axle grease applied, bolts tightened,
missing or broken parts replaced, and
wood work painted.
Economical
0 Both in Use
What Bee Dee Means
and Cost
CALUMET
DAKING POWDER
And it does
better work. Sim
ply follow your cus
tomary method of preparation-
add a little
less of Calumet than
when using ordinary
baking powder. Then
watch the result.
Light, fluffy, and even
ly raised the baking
comes from the oven
moretempting.tastier, V
more wholesome.
Calumet insures the ,
baking of an expert." Ask
your grocer
"Bee Dee" bn the label means REAL VALUE
inside the package, and RESULTS and SATIS
FACTION aur the contents have been used.
Always ask for "Bee Dee" when you buy a stock
or poultry remedy. "Bet Dee" remedies are pre
, pared from pure, medicinal ingredients, in a scien
tific way, and arc genuine medicines that you can
depend on.
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After using the Bee Dcs
Remediet tencraUjf lor
snmcttiTie, we take Alee
sure in string thit they art
giving entire satisfaction,
and we cheerfully recom
mi'iid them,
McMillen Stock Farm,
Waco, Texas.
Yon con get them at
your dealer's.
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