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_ And Journey back to latbiehaara page. ~
. Review its malaga sweat and claar
_ -'It is christmas uma"-"Ie is christmas cheer." "
I swing nw with folded vm;
- Ieeioice, reioice, the angel; sing, 
The imfathomed sweetnal
Shall touch with Heaven
'nn resumed neu-ui, ui, miszmm, '~
I 'rue muy haves with bm-in glow,
Obi heart be glad, faget-that-tear
"It is christmas time"-“xt is christmas  "
-D. A. Imlke Birch, Doi'!:hHter, llala ~»
abound.
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A Wreath onthe Door
Jontinued from page 1
' Bleak fatherbad loved Christ-
|1a.s, and what Bob had twice start-
adtosayhadbeenaomethink W
tus effect that he would not have
approved of anyones not celebrat-
ing it.
During the days which followed,
liilen carefully avoided any errands
which would take her downtown in-
to°the thick of the \I1m4l¢~ll4¢l1
thrm@_ She bought little Jim half
a doom toys on her way to market
one morning.
Now it is askiba' a gfeat deal of
anwfle to describe in detail the
drab pamage of a Christmas that
is not treated as such. It proved
the longest, dreariest, mddest d-aY
you cm imagine. Even little Jim
refused to be his usual so°d-hum-
cred self and fussed ridicui0\lelY
and lrritatingly.
Ellen went to bed early. leaving
Bd: reading. He had been patience
ilself.
It was on the mornin! after
Christmas that a strmse thins
happened.
Ellen had left little Jim with
Nora, who came in to help morn-
ingsandhadgonedowntothepoet
oiiioe for the letter from hor mother.
which would tell how Christmas
passed for her.
She was back at her own st¢P6
with the letter saved to read in the
quiet and warmth within. when the
pretty young woman from next door
ran out with a _ _ _
menm%f';
acl-on ner mom- 75 » V _ ,
dezs. -i“|
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"De excuse me." .“  f
abe said breath- `
lally. "But we‘re 0
nextdoor neigh- I I y I W/ ;
\m~s;nd,ifImay ."./_
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nuns Ginnina- V »
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amen. "xt 1s” ~ .'°'
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'x :magna no. \`,\_\;` _, ,
mid the other »'/.90»'i\i|"
with a puaalodlock. "You sc¢»
yesterday. I was valine 'il-H ll
pigs; or plum pudding for a shut-
m pid lady below, when a middle
aged man stopped me and asked me
i!Iocuidtellhimwheret-heCun-
ningbams live."
lien flet the hurting little MUNI!
Qout her heart that alwayi came
with a sudden |nemo'y of her fit-hdi
Aa if this woman had been 3903'
hs of aim!
‘ianditoidhimftbaotharwas
lying, “that I thoutht !°\1 “W4
light han.”
'Year' ups zum, with the
strangest mans or mmm- “Y°e"
ad was at the home. and
" he lid.
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s i tit
found her-
bar
hand.
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THE BLEST BABE
And an Thou come. blest Babe.
and come to me?
Com, down to teach me how to
come to Thee?
Welcome, thrice welcome, to my
vantim soul.
Which. aa it loves, doth grieve that
‘tis so foul.
’l‘belcn'tisntforTheeeomefxom
above,
The more it needs Thea, and the
more I love.
%Y 
WHAT IS HONGUR 2
What is honor butt-he height,
and flower, and top.of morality.
and the utmost rennement of con-
versation! Virtue and honor are
such insepanblg companions that
the heathen would admit no msn
into the taniple et honor who did
not paaa into it through the temple
of virtue. Princes. indeed, may con-
fer hmors, or rather titles and
names of honor; but they an a
man'a or a wcman's actions which
must make him or her truly honor-
able. And every man's life is the
b¢ald’s office from whence he
lust blason him to the world-
honor being but tha reflection of a
man's own actions shining brighter
in the faoe of all about him, and
from thence rebounding cn himself
It teaches a man not to revenge a
contumslious or a reproachful
world, but to be above it; and
therefore it was greatly spoken by
Caius Marius, that he valued not
what.,n'urn could SAY of him: for, if
they spoke tnie, they must needs
speak honorably of him: if other-
wise, his life and his manners
should be their ccnfutaticn. And.
doubtlel, it is a trusr and nobler
vindication of a mans bona- to
olaar of! and confuta a slander by
hisownlifsthanbyanothermans
death: to make his innocence and
bil virtue his eompurgata-, and not
toilhtbuttolivedcwntbeeal-
umniatcsa. South.
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RISTMAS 1497
CH YEAR SOLD
"lima ldatsuri" cr the fate of
fpypgfg, is an wiental and Budd-
hm muddy nam um corresponds
|¢ th, Christmas-tide of the Owi-
gqngl christian nations. Curicusll'
"ugh gg 3| the eelsbratilm in
honor d the founder cf the Budd-
mn www, who was Ootama
“Mug iqd d grace and infinite
ml “wg H @¢\‘d¢ NCYI.
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Thm Riu:IWnwbr5knnqMafi4nd.A.Dodwr BbH%m&
Hero, cn the Cheshire ¢da of the
Haney waterfront. I have beard
many ltranse tsiea-tempest, ad-
venture, wreck and mutiny.
For at lysmmt, a little down
stream. is the llsarinera’
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isiisihéi
where old
river of manor'-as
of tba days whm
sea-when Paddy
backyard tra'ning "
ed giog might mean
hafed out of ’Pr‘seo.
Yet the
ever heard came
Hr. Thunas ll
Road. Beacombe. who
witness of the almost edible
happenings that male up the mys-
tery of the boarding-house in Bix-
tcenth-st.. New York City.
‘About seven years ago, when I
was a Cunard Line steward," said
Mr. McMahon, “I went ashore to
look up a friend, George Roh neon.
a former Brltfsh seafarer who had
Joined the New York Police.
"I found him at night on his
beat on Sixteenth-st.. and stood
with him, ta‘king of old times-
A Cammotica
"Suddenly from a house opposite,
I bl. up-to-date boardng estab-
lishment, we heard screams and a
commotion.
“Da.sh’ng over, we ran in and
found a wildly excited throng of
about thirty boarders crowding
pell-mell along the hall and up the
stairs.
‘The screams had died down and
seemed but a fant echo of their
first shrill agony, when we buratifia
body _nto a top-floor bedroom-
that chamber of mystery. secret
haunt of some outraged spirit that
comb ned all that was worst in
mortal life and the life beyond the
veil.”
GYG -
“This was the story, as it was
afterwards pieced together," Hr.
McMahon went onz-
The boarding house. a corner
one, was one of the beat properties
on Sxtesnth-st.. but it had for
long been unoccupied, because it
was said to be haunted. Bo sinister
was its name that agents could not
lem) much less sell lt.. Indeed,
'isgpr
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iiiii
,§iZ;§$
iiisl
in the
build. it'a a gold mme going
been-"’
Ona night she called her board-
ers-togatber to ask how many ot
themwouldrowithher,i1 she
took the haunted house.
lba could convert it easily into a
dll-I Wlwte hotel. abc argu-
would be better for
2;; ti
Egegié
ers agreed. nero, con.,
Irishwomaii had her
e" for a song. And she
the corner house a home
of luxury. Bo much so, that the
ghost apparently liked the new
comforts. At my rate, nothing
hapgened, till
I C C
Anamg the boarders were two
young man, Jim and Tom. who had
been with the Irishwoman for
five years. They were A1 fellows or
steady habits and fn: physique.
And th's is what happened to them
in the top-floor bedroom they shar-
Otl. Q the nlshl- my policeman pal
and I heard the screams.
'ham went up an bee first. .um
followed soon after, and justashls
haliddbll on the knob of the door
screams began. 1-fe fiung the door
wido open, to see something he will
never forget.
Tom, crazy with terror, yelling
like a madman. movng with light-
ning opefd and exerting almost
hlfvulean strength, was hitting.
wrestling, biting even, ln s death
struggle.
With what? With nothing.
Hound and round he whirled in
this 1u.nat`e combat Now he was
rolling on the floor, next trying to
hold down something between him-
self and the carpet. Soon he was on
his feet spin, and then gradually
as he weakened. he sank on his
knees and at last on his back.
"Take lt Off”
He was clawing at his throat. I-lls
fsee was b`ue.
“W‘hat's the matter. Tom?"
shouted Jim, who thought his
friend was `n a fit after some boot-
 
layrs' “fire-water."
“Take it off. Jim." gasped '!bm.
"Paks th-this-thing 0-" mg
voioe died away.
“leave your throat alone, you
f00l." said Jim angrily. And then
as he bent down
Bo felt something ui tap el
Tom-something that sprang up
and sideways at hm, Jim-some
unseen Colossus with clammy
hands that tcok his throat as in a
vice*
Bo the second combat began, and
that Jim was .saved was due to the
policeman and half a dozen board-
ers sensing things more quickly
than he had done.
They broke its strength at last
and. lift ng it by grins and legs
they could feel but could not see,
oarriet It across the room and
'dropp d it on tI.e hed.
The springs creaékcd under i-Ls
weight.
The mattress ragged.
The plliow give in the mddle.
'I'he berlcl thes crumpied.
The doctor laughed when they
told him. Obv ously, it was a puf-
up yarn to .save Jim and T;m from
the legal consequences of a drun-
ken brawl that had '~Just stopped
short of rragejy. Ghostly paws
couldnt mawl two windpipes like
that.
"Say, Doc.. step over and fccl
It," said the po iceman. And to hu-
mour h m, the Doc.. all sm'uv°.\_
stepped over “How's the poor
guy‘s pulse?" he qulpped and---
The shock could not have hem:
gxoater had he fingered a 10,000
volt cable!
H s brain stopped, but his hands
with the instinct of years, ran over
The Thing and folmd-a heart -
beat`ng,- boating feebly! A human
mart in an invisible body!
The unseen strangier was dying
~yes, that was the last heart beat
-was dead.
O O O
Since the gunmen came, New
York doctors, l|k‘ New York
"cops" are part lumpy, part hard-
iwilcd. Being _lumpy gives them
im!!-8`nation. Beirg hard~boiled
saves them from lettng their ima-
ginaton stampede them. They deal
pr-asa cal`y with awful fact.
ao Doc. wrote the death certifi-
ca _
ANCIENT YULETIDE
stockings for Santa. Claus to dll
were more in vogue, and Christmas
trees lass so, fifty years ago. The
latter were reserved chiefly fa'
large gatherings, such as Sunday
school teas, and they were consid-
aled very wonderful indeed,
though there was a certain charm
about the Christmas stocking which
could not be duplicated even by a
tree. The stockings held very little
of value, but the ¢lement of mystery
played its part, and the youngsters
enjoyed the excitement of waking
in the nigh; or early morning to
pinch the toe of a well-filled sock
and guess what it contained. There
was one thing almost certain to be
found in th etoe-it fitted so nicely
-and that was a cornucopia or
brlghtwolored paper filled with
tiny candles. There were nuts and
fruit and presents as well. A 25-
cent doll, and horse and cart, or a
Neah‘s ark, me; the requirements of
the average child.
aanwuuuuaavs
SPINNING TOY
Out a disc from stiff cardboard
about four inches across, and in the
centre bose two holes about an
inch apart. Thread about a yard of
fine atrial through the holes and
knot the ends together. To make
the disc spin, hold one loop cf the
thread in each hand and twist the
disc about fifty times. Now, still
holding the thread, draw the hmds
apart. and the disc will revolve.
winding the thread in the opposite
direction. Then slightly move the
hands together. By repeating the
processthediacmnbekeptspln-
ning indefinitely.
PEACE ON EARTH
Timo has hotlht round once
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"Time, like an ever-rolling
stream." has borne away another
year, and has brought us, after a
journey through gloomy canyons
over-shadowed with cliffs of doubt
and despair, and Uxrough rapids
which we have navigated only with
difficulty, to the more or less quiet
pools of the Christmas season. Here
the stream, ever moving onward to-
wards the Sea of Eternity, has lost
for awhile its turbulence, and flows
more gently with only a slight rip-
ple to disturb its otherwise peace-
ful progress Behind are the
whirlpools and eddiee of strife and
hatred: ahead are the rapids and
waterfal‘s of disappointment and
failure. Eevery year for more than
fifteen centuries the world has
paused in its busy tunnoll to cele-
brate the birth which has come to
be observed regularly of the Child
of Bethlehem stable.
This Christmas festival had al-
ready been inaugurated at the be-
ginning cf the fifth century, and
the twenty-fifth of December had
been settled up is the day of the
celebration. Augustine mentions
this hte in his writings, while
Chrysoetom speaks of the celebra-
tion as a custom imported from the
west within his lifetime. It had
been before that time, celebrated
ocmjointly with the Feast of the
Epiphany, that is, on the sixth of
January. In this connection it is
interesting to note connection it is
interesting to note that this latter
date has still some connection
with the celebration of Christmas
in England. It is the custom
there, that all the usual decora-
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*I hard tire bells on Christmas
D Y
Their old familiar carols play,
and wild and lteet
T1-|¢ words r.P¢¢t
Q( peace on earth. goal-will to
menl".
CLEANING ENAMEL
I clean the enamelled lining of
my gas cooker with ordinary salt,
and I find salt is useful to rub my
hands with after doing any wash-
ing. It takes away that “soddcn"
look: also it prevents rheumatism
in the finger joints.
tlons with which houses and pub-
lic bwldinss are adorned at this
season shall not be removed un-
til "0ld Christmas Day," the sixth
of January.
Conccrninz the celebration of
this festival there has grown up
through the years much that is lo-
gendary. Amongst these Yulctide
tales, one of the most fssciimliiig
is the story of the origin of Glas-
tonbury Abbey in the county of
Somerset, the home of the folk~
lore of Englsnds western shii-cs,
The story concerns the ew-nts of
Christmas Day in the year 63. A
band of pilgrims from the Holy
Land. twelve in number, led by an
old man with flowing white board.
had come to rest on the Summit Of
a. shore overlooking the lovely val-
ley of Avalon. Wearieri with their
day's journey, they snt down and
talked of their ad\'v1lturrs_ both in
tht-ir home land. Palestine, and
during their _tourney to this un-
known land of Britain. Their
leader was none othcr than -l0Sf`Ph
of Arimathca, he who had given
his tomb for the burial of Christ.
Persecutions and imprisonment
had he suffrrd at the hands of his
fellow Jews; but hr- had finally cs-
cnpori, and a<‘<'on1pi\nird by his
c‘evcn faithful folio\v~rs, had ar-
rived in this beautiful part of Bri-
tain at Sunset on Christmas DRY-
Siiddenly, as they sat watching the
golden rays of thc setting sun
lighting up the hills dr, there rush-
ed upon t“em a horde of savage
Britons armed with rude spears
and hatchets, with their bodies
daubed with hideous colours, Jos-
:-ph fell on bis knees in a prayer
fnr help Then rising again, he
thrust his thorny staff, which had
some with him from Palestine, into
the ground beside hm and claim-
rd P°“btliUl1 (il this country in the
name of his llastcr Then n mira-
c'e happened: the (hm-ny staff put
forth branches and lravcs and
burst lfitb lliik-White biosmms 0!
sweet  The horde of sa-
vages fell' ba& frightfwd hv .such
an exhibition of rnaarfril |`0""l' 011
the DI-ff Oi Y-Ns ltrrmrv-r News
or me svneie sen-an vm-f»\1rhout`
the efvtlltfyllde ard _-mn reached
the ealfd the Kun, /irviragus.
who thc lv-lsflml 50
s'.\tt'e h vallry or Avalon.
Thti"e the fum Chriatln
f'hlll’¢l\ F om it htel'
came and beautiful Ab-
.A Chddk C$rhhnasJPnuim
DY F. K. HACAITHUR _
I want a train, Dear Santa,
With a h`¢tl¢ track, you know,” :
I d0s.rn’f care how small at if, i.
- A: long as it will ga. ‘L
I wish 3-au’d fill my fldylwl-fl .-
.:C1.€> > QQ,
With toy: and candy #00-T 
Oh, dear, I med .ra many thing),
_=. I don’t_ know what I'Il do.
My doggie fared hir collar '
 #OL v.Q lf,\Z'OOO0O.'Ct0Q09_0.
I wish jvou'd bring an apple;
i And than I`Il Iozic you more, _
If you lza.su’t any large ones, -
l`uu`d beflfr bring me four. -
I icirli I had a bunny- .
And Baby found my foy~blocks .
And _fm;i'¢-d t/:cm in the fre. I
Ami Sixfer wmlr a dollia; °
S/in Imsn`t mmf at all;
And .lurk must /mfr new panties, -
Ili; osscr onrr /ou small.
, A jumpin' froo the u/in! '
I wanfr free fair of .rlocking.r-- I
I 'wi.<Ii _\~im'd bring me saint.
"Cause uma/ I/if: _mow is fIymg`, -
Il-fy ru.~.v.»; get sa numb.
.ludhdoift furgrt ilu: topic: _
You il/d/1': bring Iaxt year. ‘
'Coarse I knozrs _you"rc I1u.v,\‘.
But bring 'em-, Santa, dear.
Plmsc bring me one lo km'/‘_
Oh, _f7n_vl:! I is .m tired, '
I 1/rink ['11 go to Jlcrf.
o , . _ _ _ , . _
erowoo    _
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Borrowed Plumage
Continued from page l
“I-can't-go!" Jean winked back
unaccustomed tears and stared
hard at a picture on the wall in
front of her. As her vision cleared
she became aware that she was
gazing at the group photograph
taken after the last Dramatic so-
ciety play. What fun she had had!
For one brief evening she had been
a "star" and worn truly becoming
clothes.
If only-Iran sat suddenly up-
right with eyes that sparkled. "I'li
go to Mrs. Holdens and wear those
clothes!" she cried ecstatlcally.
Jeans inspiration was born of the
fart that the Dramatic society had
issued a recent edict. Clothes worn
in the annual plays were to be pur-
chased and become the property of
the organivation and so be always
available for future performances.
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(`ary and .lean Laggrd Far Behind
the Others.
Je-sn was propci-r_v mistress and
held me key to thc warmrobe that
contained them.
“If Mrs. Hoidru had not been
abroad when W” Rave ‘Nancy's
English Cousin." this litkle stunt
might have be-rn impossible." mus-
ed Jean as. fha- following day. she
folded and packed the 3mt little
srrgc she- had wom in the third act.
Three changes thrrr had been,
nmod resperiwc-ly in the stage di-
rections as "I ON'-N052 @1112"
"a simplf- party frock" and “a
striking mndoor costume." Jr-an
took all thru*
But the following mornin at the
gay. holly-decked breakfast table
Mrs. Holden unauspeetlngly tum-
ed Jeans happinia to alba. “ly
brother, Jean. who came after you
SORROWS '
Believe me, every heart has its
secret sorrows, whlds the world
knows riot; and oftentimes we call
a man cold when he ia only sad.-
Longfellow.
had gone upstairs last night. Why,
you know each otlnri"
"Of course, we know gach other!"
smiled a singularly attractive young
man. “I coached the play in which
Miss Gray played a demune mme
English girl--and well do I re-
member bor in tba part!"
Yes, it seemed that Cary Emdicott
who had made "Nancy English
Cousin" the success it had been, was
Mrs. Holdeffs brother.
On one of the very last days of
vacation ghe crowd set out on snow-
shoes acros the hill. Cary had man-
aged matters so that he and Jean
lagged far behind the others. Sud-
denly, ln a snowy but sheltered hol-
low, as the rest topped a distant
summit and disappeared, Cary
turned right about face and held
out his arms. "Jean, darling, will
you be my wife?"
.lean flushed furiously. “l-oh-
why. how can you-after-after
these clothes?"
Assistant Professor Endicotts
face expressed nothing beyond ut-
ter mystiilcation. Than he shook
his head. "rm _afraid-maybe I’m
dense. but-"
And Jean had to explain. her
slim hands clenabing themselves
within the odd little English muff
which was Dart of her "striking
outdoor costume."
When she had finished Cary just
stood for a moment regarding her
"ef I0 smtly. ever so tenderly.
Then. “Didn’t you know. you funny
girl, that men oan live wmi clothes
yearinandyeareutmdnever
notice them? It’s the people that
wear them that ootmt.”
And happy. Jaan. muggling elcac
inhisarml.h\¢'wthath9had
spoken the truth.
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