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from aon!ewh&f@ go; me, ‘_ :- And °“t ilf the silvered east they came

and out of the rosy w¢g;_

M°"° children fhllb ever si man might

name or dvi! I msn has gues- sed;

And some and in ‘ and mms' com g, and coming with drummers a-drumming and

.__ b.“8l"_S agblnwinst, 'V GN the children hat ever were

known since ever there was an Garth.

I” 1“"‘df°d'- in C0\1l>les, and all alone,

each chanting a song of mirth,

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Aud each as he pas- 46 - sed the Christmas i' FQ ~ "Tree looked up 1' ‘ With a radiant QE”

V face, And each as he came there bent the

_ knee with curious, childish

grace-.

And Camille and gains. and going

and -coming

W"-ll bllglnrs a-blowing and drum- ’ mers a-drumming, ' » ~ ilerc all of” the chll ren that ever

. have been since there was a.

worlfl a`t all ` Andgnone was a-hurigered or pale or

` thin, or crippled or like to fall.

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_ `.'_€ them sang _\l(' ~ in this _ *ii* \ dream of

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¢"l'_'»`0 " mas Tree in , _ml marvelous _i ._ _-‘__ _,_ glory gleam- ' ` ‘ ed. And going and coming, and com-

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have played since ever the world began. '

Azid each little fellow and each little

maid dellghtedly laughed and ran.

And thcn» in this '

w o u de_-rfulv

dream I dream-` -' -

ed, I thought that the Christ

“ mas Tree

Grew fairer and ‘

fairer until it

_ seemed “ _ 'zfairer a thing Il\_h;

could be;

Arid all of the ' children th ey ._; _- _I

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_ ~_f»callod ~m_y_ z- /.-,.

'name uud all of 3,, "

the children smilcd. ' - _ '

And suddenly then to my"heart lllefo

came the faith of ll little child.

'..»\.l:ii going and coming, and coni-

illg :ind going.

\\'ltli drummers a-drumming and

buglcrs a-blowing, '

inrirchcd with the children of all

tile lands, of all the years add tllllcs,

.'_ll.'l ltlllgllcli ns \ve 'nu with 'our

fillet--lillked llnllds uu,d chanted

wit.'aus Q. ueoeir. _

NCT A DAY OF l9Y FOR ALL

-F-._,.5, Ha-my orl"Chrlstrnas Should ,. gimembeij the $ufferinq_

"Il`s Clll°lstmns_time, frielldl What

"‘ wi"l you do`nbout`i`t'?" asks L- D-

iitiarlzs ill Suburilan Life. "i\Iothol‘s! ,'_i:nilo`.sl` You _\\'l'lo love_to see your bi.l.nni'bonu1 ctmmins -s°fil.v,' over thiiirfamily of dolls. with that grave

'little smile"o'f dawning motherhood hitting tenderly o ‘r their fuccsi. ll-itll wmlm Q stones i-ow of babies who

:have no dolls, all the mother heart

Q boats ill their bosonls just as it docs ~f> °:.i.‘;i'.”.‘;:.':..1*;e“:::: in <`> ' ‘ . r -yiffi-9`f§ $1' olii‘;' ond little drisvm, white (1 lines show about their mouths; and their eyes are not like the eyes lot ~ .. . »-<=-.- -1-.H-lm “\=f°"‘°' ".-“ii °.~‘;“ _Y

' wened 'M ey? hffirin till; hgfrlo

~ on this old eart i » ,- t or w mtll, no food-

? . gfrilsifilivdd esofltlesi, Ofsnother street. ` ‘ in tho miilni or plenty. n woman. with

babies toddlfbg about the

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two small , - father out hunting for work, cries- with red lids: ‘We’ve not a dollar in the house, and nothing to anti' Oh, mothers-0h. ld°"|“¢1 |\m”°|"‘m° isn'.t made up Of 1"" D\‘\¥°l‘l ‘U4 IU' ting reverently ln church. lteepittg Ono any in the week holyl Theres 5 “yn to keep with life .thst_ is .pollen iiruluny. mm! 1915*- “, ’°“'-"_

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‘ _ E s nréparlng for christ-

` - msf-- me. ' Goodness

knows I wlsht I was; but

I dreamed th t I 1 . _ .

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me no more.»._And lust

because I wan,_». holilngmmothing to eat to-morrow. whlc happens to be Chfistmas. she thou i. r-was. pre- paring for that day 'a special." _ ~

Betfy Green sighed as sh9_.;;|gcod

the pie in the oven, and pul ed 'a gitchen chair up beside' the |‘cov¢_' The ew nel!-l\50I‘. who had buf’ recently 5'=ll1¥;d0fu1§°tt?'Wnlil'i'¢J»‘ Wilma Tw W - ' ° .l__ S ry. a ust left. With the Christmas spirit ev_ery'whél-is she had thought of course that' Betty W5! I"@l>=l7l.\1l:_a feast for the day.

N°Wf lf--71|! ‘- liadnftf never. sgled

'IAWBY on that water-logged old _ary

lil. as he did a-_‘going on _four year

, asv- I guess--l could hhvouiosn pro

or rnlno the ohil- , . Daring for christmas lilio other folks.

If there hadn't been nobody else, Jim and me could or enjoyed Christmas, ghd than maybe theres s noon nomo °d~7 °l59*9°l11d_b0dy what just about

now would a been liking' dolls or tin ,gg-‘TEM and it no Jun .nn nio would 's

en having a Christmas tree for that

s o nl e b o d y ~ _

and we’d be ' '

a having the _

host christ- -:L-‘_ mas in all _ ' 'iii South Cove. . Q ' ‘"4-"

“My, how I '

dld try to k e e p J I m from sailing in that Mary

Ann. An

Y- *{

body what d

knew about _

5711113 knew 3

she wasn‘t lit ‘

to go to sea _

IH. but .Tim

says it’s the _...__ __

only berth _'_-_

he’s likely to \ __ Eel. and tak- ing it would '- mean our --

mlarrying just _

t at much ' ,

sooner and iw! the Mary Ann _

or Jim aln't _ never been heard of since she 1`eft that South America place tio go round the Horn on her way to China,"

The bright eyes of Betty Green

were wet with tearsas she Ollélled the oven door to raise the pie to a higher shelf, Ever _since Jim Busby failed to return in time for the wed- ding which"Be,tty had so carefully prepared for four years ago-a wed- ding which was to be,the big event of the Christmas season at South Cove-she had had a .lonesome life. \‘ .Two months after _ ztha. Christmas that was to have been Betty's wed- ding day her aged father had been ' carricd"to the vilfage _c'emetery. leav- ing her all alone in the World. With no other relatives, and with no friends except those at South Cove Betty re- mained in the little fishing town in which she had been born nearly twen- ty-seven years ago. '

With the baking finished, Betty left

the kitchen mid' 'went into her bed-

roomz' She wanted llotgllglg so mizch so to no stone ln that i 'ni th-oihna been her filth-er’s~in that room- where she’ kept cnrefully preservedfhe wed- iil`ng"cioth'es she had lavlshed eomuch care upon four years ago. These clothes and the faded photograph of .liiii Busby on hcl' bul"cli.ll were all that were left l'i`e"r of 'hir romance. With "these she' 'would' spend her Christmas eve, woulll' live over again the courting daysi and-_.`[iiri should' be the`re'with her. Tlfat would' be her Christmas. ` “ ' ' '

Witlrcare she took _each garment

from its wrappings' 'in "the ’i3ui"e'lsu` drawer iind' spread” them on 'thie‘~l,i'f'il. The pretty wedding dress which Sarah Glover had helped her make -yes, she would put' it on"'to-night just as she Had' planned- to fou't"'yesil"s ago. Jim would like hor to do that; he had always llitod’ to see her pret- tlly dressed, and nil_ybe‘ Jim ml ht see her from the spirit world to-lllgglt.

-As she~i'asieri`ed the 'gown 'she al-

‘most forgot that Jim could not be

*Q there, that it was all

f a make-believe. As A she stood befolje the . *xo if

’ . ‘_ m ror the smile of ,»‘ i four years ag: came

back again. She nottd the color in llcl' cheeks; it was like a bridal blush." - ' - A rap 'at the door

dlspelled the illusion she had pcrmltted her- self for 'li few mom- ents. 'Sho could not

_W go to the door in that

dress. The caller wouil

» have to _,w,alt, ibut he

uid ‘not ivnii. Silo liéiird tho" liner swing. a heavy step o the flosr, aid a voice-oh- such a gmiiiar' voicc- csliing Betty

“Jlin! My Jim!" she answered to

Jim's tale of shipwreck on the Pata-

gonian coast. of the maths and' years df practical captivity-7 folic l:e_‘cou‘d get back to a seaport. _

"And now," lie said, "I am home to

claim my Christmas bride."

"A_`nd I have our Cliristlilas taking

done,” said Betty. » '

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A Christmas flxls Sailor _. `

' To save the minutes on Christmas eve and' leave time' ~_‘for the many things that are bound to come up; shut oi! from the children one room -la' the house sultable,_ror the tree s

couple of weeks beforoiitilirlstmss. and gradually aollmuiste t ere\sii_ decora- tions snd__pr'e|elitl. Wge tres tan he trimme`l‘l a day or two efore the holl- day, Hilti fbi prelents_,'wrapped more uickl and easily bsc use they are

christmas Bplrli _ . Y_:%ii_i-yo s-_.pla)ce. Th ’chiidren, too,

w enjgy the myste§ that centers

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'roo many vf “I W" “_ . W” on inith- uni Ng thinn ,_ ' "

wg gil insopeqsibl ~~room.-I-louse

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must- tlllllsllils

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Ollllili on along. Sandy; I'll ' ‘treat "to dinner at the KOI\"0p0'|ii-Ili!" '

~ Sandy. s tall girl who

dldn'i_i look har thirty years,

was busy glancing over a typéwrltfen shliet' arid *fol"a" moment did' n‘o't an- dwer. fBob stood 'watching her, tik- lnz in the delicate ii-nes of her face and the beauty of the “sandy” fdfir, Which, when he was alone and forgot that Sandy was 'a newspaper woman and his "pai," hewss 'pleased r"o call golden. 1 ‘

“Cut that out. Sandy. You’ll be

USCX. I have a cohéék and lt`s Christ- mas! Eve. I‘m f l' ai" treat. I say-- did you hear mé"sek you to go to I-ha M€U`°D0lltan? ' You tslte it as C3-_lflllvy "_ if l had asked you to go U`°_“l1¢1 fi), 0 i.9's lunch counter. Deuce mo in Wlly cant you ho o. limo enthusiastic?" ~ ' -

gtlgvilly; the heir: raised her head. . n a s ee o ' e milling ller attention.; §?1Iii’til?:2ai)lg‘flrt Boli‘s ’fl‘own an'd"lmn1edi:.teiy the mother instinct in her was aroused, She broke into her usual comrade laugh.

'All l‘iKl1t. Bob. The invitation

overwhelmed me. The Metropoflitan? gush Id couldn’t - o y ear. My ' shirtwaist is soil- Q

ed and you your- - " -J-'

self said there was a hole in my beautiful

brown coat." 1

"Oh, come

along! lwas

o n l y j o ki n _

Y o u ’ d outshlnt

all the women at ' -' ` the Metropolitan “\

l I y ou w e n t

there in a khaki ' suit. I wish you _ had alittle more '

vanity. Women

are awfully tame ' i

when they have- "

n.t_..

‘ _

Come, now, you kn°ow I'm vain of

the fact that I haven’t any vanity. Don’t call me tame. I won’t go to the Metropolitan with you if you do. Somehow I feel--"

“Fiddiestlcksl Get on your hat.

I'm going. The idea of a newspaper womzin‘s feeling! Cut it out!"

The Metropolitan was filled with

the “vulgar rich" in holiday attire; but Sandy and Bob were happy in true Bohemian style as they sat at their little table chatting and joking like two boys. Sandy never would play the woman-that was the only objection Bob had to her.

“I say, Sandy, I bet you've no plans

for to-morrow and I'm coming to take you out. I've a great plan. Put on that brown silk and play you’re a woman for once."

"Yes, a sweet, young, clinging

feminine creature with my heart on my sleeve! 'Twill be charming, of course. Do _.you really think I could play the part?_"

"Stop joking. Sandy. You never

will take me seriously. You will go, won’t you?" -_

“I_'d‘ like to please you, Bobby, but

I 1`0'BUy must be home to-morrow. I

have work that must be done and besides I have a

' ‘feeling that I : ought not to go."

_ “Feeling he

I ;_ ,f darned! lf you

._ ,V -1- had fewer 'feel- ' ings* and more

' . .Vfeelings for a

. _'mf-P ', poor, fellow-

’ ' \ - _‘- » '_ What's the mat-

;' tor, sandy?"

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' The girl had

- ` _ ‘ cast aglnnce over' ~ ‘ ‘ ~ the room and had

"-- ' ~` egtxrown suddenly

pale. She closed h__ eyes for a mo- melit. Bob had 'calflfght the pallor.

"Oh, nothing. Ijhad, a little twinge

of that old neuralgfs.;"

Thus the ch`asrh“was bridged and

the’ dinner eddéd; I1 ppily. If any- thing, Sandy was"ga§er` than usual.

Four o'clock the next day Saudy’s

hezirt' was beating loud. Her "studio," as slle was pleased to call it, wore its very best attil'e`. Even the inevitable typewriter was out of~sight. `

Shé was older, older by six years,

than when he had last seen her, but happiness made hcr wondrously beau- tiful: "Bobby »would have lcst‘his nits. ,ri ho should hot oonioi .ant ho would come. 'ii' he should came and i.hc dream could not be realized! But he would not come unless he could.

A rap at tile door! . "Miss, tlicl"e's a 'ehentlemen aaskln'

for ye. Should I send him in?"

"Yes, Mary." The tones were per-

fectly calm. _Six years of patient waiting had not been without ~their po\ve_r.

"li/Iargaret!" ~" "John!" ' ` "I knew you would come. I saw

you last evening. I knew yo would

ilpd me. Oh, John, I am so Ihappyl" S e rested her head _on his shoulder to hide the tears. ,-

"i\ly lllargarct. now and forever!" "And, Con"sfnnce?" "Constance is gone-and she ivlshcd

it to be." ° A long silence. i"'Slt down. John. There is your

chair. hfgfw often have l Pictured you in it. t mo think. Let me get my breath. I knew you would come. I wol'ltlel"w_hs.t Bobby will say! I-Ie thinks I- have no hi'.\rt._ But-it was

to l>o."__-New Yoi-lr Mail. /

brought you a baby brother.

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lli SAIL to'-morrow.

. , 'i‘ sm devotediy

" . thankful to dad for

iusllfhl that tfiother

take' me away for 'a

while. Perhaps we will remain a yeari I hope it may be tén. I hate Canada and loathe Halifax; and want to live the rest ot my life in llurope~Asia- Africa-L-anywhere, as far away from Montr'eal‘ as possible. Mother says I'm a silly little lovesick girl; but dad thinks I need a change.

l’nt not silly-and I'u_x not lovesick. Carl -has behaved in a. mcst ungali-

tlelnanly way.

Just because I motored to Bt. John

with Sam Perk_ins_and him sister is no reason wily' ~*° -

he should get

_ _ fy-

lookin person ~ with gim every-

cross and talfe ' ' that actres f _

wherehe goes. 'S`ani’s` sister says she is a

all )-

I-. _

Frenchwoman. I " 3‘ always did hate -4 __ _ _ French, and I'm ‘“\" " -

glad I refused »_ - _ _

Carl to meet her, -' as glad I snubbed "`- ' -

Carl and glad I was out when he

called.

Two long, miserable weeks without

seeing Cari-and to-morrow we sail. Perhaps I won’t see him for months- maybe’ never again.

I wonder if I care.

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October 20.

"’ More than a month has passed since I have written in my little diary. I wouldn't write now, only this morn- ing a letter .came from Carl, and I

just have to recor

d it.

Carl says he is lonely; he misses

me. and he cannot understand why I ran away to Europe so suddenly.

The letter is full of reproaches for

MY treatment of HIM, when all the time it was HIS meanness to me that made me so ill, so that I had to get away from everybody.

He does not mention one word about

that horrid French creature.

I shall not write. Well-perhaps I

Will.

November 24.

At first I hated Paris. - London was nice, Vienna stupid,

but Paris-impossible, until last Surl- day. when we met Mrs. Harmon.

Isn‘t it strange what a change one

day. one hour, can make in a glrl’s

life?

Mr. and Mrs. Field, friends of

mother’s, gave a dinner for us. Mrs.

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I-Iarmon was one of the guests. She looks much better in the evening gown than in her street suits; not lieariy so frowsy,

and the rouge on her cheeks does- n't show at night. l was appalled when mother in-

~.~~ troduced me to - ller, to recognize

(7arl’s French

' friend. She is his cousin. but she has lived in Paris sll»i'»- she was a little _;il‘l.

We had a lovely talk. She told me

all about her recent visit to Canada and how good Carl had been in tak- ing her about.

I like her now that I know her. She says Carl was perfectly miser-

able over a girl he was in love with, who had gone abroad for the winter. She did not know the girl,’s name.

Iibluslled furiously when she spoke o it.

That was Sunday. We have seen

Mrs. Harmon several times since then.

I made mother promise to take me

home. She cabled dad, and said she would be thankful to get back to plain home cooking and her own bathroom. Mother is a dear, and so funny.

December 25

What a happy, happy Christmas day

it has been!

The very best I have ever_known.

Once I said I hated Canada-Halb

“BME FOR CHRISTMAS

IIAD_ been west taking a con- valescent patient to his home and was returning to Toronto when a case fell unexpectedly into my hands. The Pullman conductor

startled* us ehrfy one morning by cnillng' out to know lr thorn was h physician in the 'car. There was no response, so without hesitation I offered my services, He took me at once into the stateroom and intro- duced me to a worried-looking young man. There was no need to aslr his

§0uble. '_0n.the couch tossed a little

rio! five or six years, her cheeks

and eyes bright with fever.

I had a. few simple remedies with

me. but the child showed rather alarming symptoms of an aggravated cold. Deciding to take no risk, I sent a telegram ahead, and when we reach- ed Winnipeg a physician with neces- sary medicines came aboard and ac- companied us to Port Arthur.

Dorothy escaped all of the maladies

with which she was threatened and by the time we reached Toronto was very much better. However, Mr. Singleton, her father, retained me, and the three of us went to a fash- ionable hotel: _

The little girl con-

tinued to improve, but the spontaneous

gayety of childhood _ \ was lacking. ' ..-.'-_

Christmas was so . '

proachlng and Dor- othy was now able

to go about. I was 6

instructed to take '

her to shops and ._!

rnatlnees-in fact, , to `do everything to I afford her amuse-

ment. Her father ' . suggested that she give a Christmas tree for twenty less fortunate little girls, and he kept the big limousine dar touring the shopping district while we played Santa Claus.

One day we had been out all of the

afternoon. Dorothy had selected twen- ty dolls, and in retrospect I viewed my own meager childhood and fancied what such a glorious afternoon would have meant to me, but the child. ap- peared more listless than usual. ‘Feel- ing_ rather anxious, I took her tempera- ture, gave her some stimulating nour- ishment aud naked her to get into my lap while I read to her.

Dorothy had the beautful old-young

manners in which the little children of the rich are drilled, and always treated me with careful consideration and politeness, .regardless of her own wishes. Obediently she climbed into my lap, put her head against my shoulder, .arid I began to read aloud a wonderful Christmas tale. We are all of us children ill the story. Dor- othy was very quiet, and as I turned a page I looked down to see if she had fallen asleep. ’i`o my consternation, tile wide blue eyes were brlmnllllg with tears, fast overiicwlng und rlln- ning down the child’s white clleiks. As I dropped the book and claspui her closely in my arms she gave way

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HEY stood in the deserted

vestry of the church, fae- ing each other angrily for the first time in their lives. Then suddenly Janet N091

the diamond from tho' third anger or her left hand and held it forth. “You will oblige me by taking thls_baclt." she said bitingly.

He stood looking into her eyes.

growing grayer of face as he saw the stubborn anger that reposed within them. “Which means that our en- gagement is broken, and that I may not hope for its renewal," he replied very lou".

For an instant their gaze met- as

the glittering thing, lightly held, was passing from hand to hdnd; then as she released it and before his grip had become secure there was the slip of a nervous finger and with a tinkle the ring fell upon the iron grating on the floor register, Faintly they heard it go bounding far down' the metal pipe which led t0_the furlmce below. each supposing it`1ofiA formul-

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in the flames and not knowing that in its fall by some strange fiite it had"bounded through a small hole in the pipe and now lay amidst the rub- bish of the church’s basement. I-‘or an instant the giri's eyes softened, than hardened again and she turned them aside. Upon the floor in n corner of the

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room the little cilurch mouse was sitting upon its haunches, and she nodded towards him. “To be renewed

when the litie church mouse brlulgs it back to me," she returned cold y.

They turned their backs upon each

other and walked away.

A week passed, and the little church

mouse prowling about in the darkness

of the basemclgt, saw something through the gloo that glittered even more brightly than did his own eyes. Cnutiously, hungrlly, be approached it, smelt of it, felt of it with his gray whiskers, then stood it up before biln. Its glitter fascinated him. Surely this glistening thing about the size of a kernel of corn must be good to eat, and he tried ills sharp teeth upon it. Yet gnaw ae he would. he could not even scratch it. and at last he decided that it was only good to play with. He was a little tiling, und half starved as are all church mice, so it cuule to pass that it was not long before he had worked his head and forclrga through it slid wlls running about with it encircling his middle, a very small creature wearing a diamond saddle with a gold girth. It was iun for a time, but he soon became tired of it and tried to crawl out, He could not. Becoming panic stricken, hc fied frantically up the stairs. 1

Jnllet, alone and

very unhappy. sat in

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pew at the

(‘ili-istmas morning scrvilzc. It was

to convulsive sobs.

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Mr. Single-

ton came ln.

T ll c opening of tho llcor ro u s ed Ilor- othy. and, see- ing hcr father, s h e stretislicil eager arms to him and cried out: "Father, drar, I don’t want a tree. I jus t w a n t mother fo r C h r i s t - mas."

I placed the child in her father‘s

arms and left the room. l_\n haul' passed and then Mr. Singleton rapped on my door. He told me the story.

Mrs. Singleton was not dead, as I

had supposed; she was lil Paris. and if the separation of which he told me was caused by fault of hers ho did not so much as hint at it.

Mr. Singlc'“n 1-nbled at once to

-iv* 1 7 _ ratlior chilly in the

i 'fn in church and she slip-

'_,. pen one hand into

_' -"" ller lnuff. '|`llcn she

` V i gave u start, for

" ' lvitliin it she felt a

small, struggling thing with something round and hard

about lt. involuntarily she closed her hand. and as she did so the little cllllrcll mouse popped out of the muff alld scampered away, lcaving tile rollnd object ill her lingers. She drew it forth. lt_ was ller engagement rlllg.

The last of all to leave her pew,

Janet stepped inlo the vestry upon her way out. Dick was standing be- fore a willdow with llclld bowl-d, looking older, graycr of faire than he had a few weeks ago. and elle saw the decp' unhappiness that lay in ills eyes. Slle approached him, looking up at him with the old expression which he knew so well. Softly elle slipped one hand into ills own, and as his fingers' gently closed about it he felt something hard, round and fam- ilinr within his grasp. Ile raised her

fax-but I don't.

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I love I-Ialifaxl

and C a n 0. d a. h o m e, mother, dad and Carl. Oh, I love Carl best of ali! .

He has been so

sweet, so dear and kind, since we came home two weeks ago. He met us at the pier. I was never so glad to see any' body in my life ns‘l was to seo dear old Carl. Da

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d was there, too.

My Christmas gifts are lovely. -B3 of all is Carl's love and the ring he

gave mc as it token of his deep, un- dying lovo. l' thinirvlt was sweet nt him to give me such a wonderful diamond, besides the candy and books and flowers. it flashes fire as i turn my hand in the iight. Daddy says i‘m too young to marry, but I shall coa`x him to let me marry Carl in June. I‘m the happiest girl in the world to-night, and Carl is the hap- piest msn. He has told me so him- self. I wtsh 'everybody in the world were as happf sa we this Christmas

night.

Christmas Presents

"I thought it better to get you some-

_ thing useful," said Mr. Dobb to.llis

U"°°'°" P""°“*° wife, "so I have bought you n. couple

Aunt--Yes. Johnny, Santa Claus of good hroonls for your Christmas

present.”

'B3-h&‘£;1&f:%n§°3;;,A,'“°tE°r Dre' "That was very thoughtful of you.

~ ._ '_ '_' _;.____.__.._ my dear," replied Mrs. Dobb. "l share A' 'woman under the mistletoe can y0\II‘ Ideal. and MVB b°l1S,\\f- B 5004.

look mighty unconscious it tho right sirvns c<>=l~=cuttle 101* y0li__t° carry msn is in sight. _ an coals from the cellar in.

Paris. There vould just be t'me.

Christmas Eve -~i\nlo und still no

word, and though .N i' Sivllll l0Il`H fl\'~"~' looked thin and strii --ed, lit- sturiml out with Dorothy at il cu. tv'lZ!l: llfr they were going to have :l f<l'lrl1i and glorious time that afternn ~1

I was left io attend to thi- ‘nut de-

tails of the tree that stood in if litur- lng bravery in the center of ili.~ sit- ting room. "There was a ict io <l'l, and I was bustling around when lii ‘ door flew open and a radiant yount woman rushed in, railing:

“Dani Dorothy!" Stopping quickly, her look arrested

by my uniform, she exclaimed: “lle~ she-ph, who isill?" She faltcrcd, going white. _ '

My smiling assurance that all was

well brought forth a thousand ques- tions, and we both talked ut once, and' I helped her off with hi-r wraps. Sho cried in my arms and kissed me with fervor when i told her of how Dorothy had begged for her, and then she bubbled ovrr' and we had ii gay afternoon finishing the tree.

Mrs. Singleton was on the sten-

lsdder laughing downrat me “hen Dorothy and her father csmcln. The laugh died on' her' lips, but I caught his glorified look and heard Iloroth_v’s glad cry. Then I crept silently from the room, feeling the loneliness or spinaterhood as I had never thought to do.

Whom to Thank

"l suppose you feel very thankful

to Santa Claus for providing you with such a fine turkey?“ said the minis- ter tn Uncle 'Lt_iah‘s little boy.

"New, ssh," replied the plocanlnny_

"Undie toie dill chile ter be than'iul ter Farmer Green ful' leavin' his hen- houss do_rs oil' do lsr."

hand. The engaizenle -l>.ncirr‘lt>d hor illiril

lit rilig his own left illl|:,~_\l‘.

"Tile little r-llllrvil

mouse llroliglli it _ \ back ic mo. Listen J*`f' , while l tell you." she "J ' ‘

said. drzlwing a trifle closer. l"oi" a ino- mcnt her voice mur-

nltlrcd.

"ls it not wonder-

ful!" alle ext-inilned. linlf awed. ns alle fniriif-ii. liis eyes

li;,l\ii-nr'd.

“\\'ollilerflll, deaf! ` It is fill' more tlinn ` i

ihilt. lt is a nliracli-

of I-Iis Spirit llriillgni » or upon l-in ilhy»~l-rio ¢. . /

token of love ul'\=.i'- ` lusiing allil that n\'en we are Iwi. f0l* gotten."

'rightly hrs arms closed about her.

HARRY IRVING GREEN

Christmas Plum Pudding

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srelidrd from tile plum porridge and is a tllnc-honored dish at elery (.‘.hi~istinas feast. To be properly made. each person in all the house hold must stir it before it is boiled and the mistress of the house must add the spices "with her own fail' halld." and so she favors fortune for a. year. if she ie au American and mixes her pudding in sn ancient chira howl, stirring it 'with as ancient ii spoon, whose handle is adorned with an old English crest, so much the bet- ter, for in the new land, she is l‘le_lp~ lug to keep alive the customs that made old England merl-le. V

The pudding should be boiled in s

well floured cloth “six hours upon the day of mixinil. six hours upon the day of eating. and the steam should not cease to arise from the pot while the pudding is within lt."

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