The Oregon daily journal. (Portland, Or.) 1902-1972, December 12, 1909, Page 74, Image 74

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    ' THE OREGON SUNDAY JOURNAL PORTLAND.. SUNDAY MORNING. DECC'vR 12. . 1003. ,
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Ity Mil Ov.rholl-
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it . - Ht Konst Clrnv
I; chrUtmaa m ' -noo- I.v n.f-
' fety new rrnlillilB t 69 1-M Kili!h
J! lra. Portland. playing
t.' w -Turkor ' " ""' he
' knew how. and a hundrrd or morn pv
" fit, all uf the lon pollution, und,
Jl-many fsmlil.-s and th.ir wlvrn from
the aurroumline country, w.r- "trlpr-lnrf
I. 1h light fantastic." while lk ilfyer.
...H.nrl..lor of a t)'MW "" -9
... . i,.n lun,1 'Vslli'd off" mid I
- j irm -
rrackftd Jk-s Ix-tween tlmrs. Ik
f, Mojer a the vIIUkb .
" i "Funny thing.'' Ik would say. ' ''"V
pond up to CamidwIlH Mc.ro yet-rdy
M ' Fellow came Into tho tor and says.
- V.lmrnea dhB' worth of shlngl nails'
i 'Ain't got any shlnglr- nnlls.' v Cnmp
, toll, 'but I got the (lurnd.xt Lent line
-I ..i urltfm Houth of J'ortland.'
Aftar A hit another follow cume In.
' "Got any woolen ox?' ha inquires.
' 'Nop. says Campbell, 'but 1 got, the all-r-
flrodest lst allM-U you ever see!"
" iThen another dame was railed and
Jka would Bet busy with:
"Balance U purty aa you ran,
' Swing 'em around with the left ala
mand." lots of fun those daya and plenty of
' hOn llfla particular Christmas eve tlie.
" around wtl covered with several tncliea
. " - ti,- Willamette river wan
froen over bo that stork was driven
" across on the Ice.-'Tight from Jefferson
- utreet straight across to the other side.
7 said "Grandma" Cosgrove. 'and I was
frightened to death for fear they would
fall into the water. But the Ice held
. them up all rlglit. Oooaness. tut It was
cold tlutt winter."
But to get lwu.k to the main story.
' , "Along; about Jl o'clock. I guess It
J was." ald one of those present at the
dance, but who does not desire puD-
Hetty' "I happened to be standing near
d'oor when I heard a timid knock.
' I stepped to the door and opened It and,
r 8lr there was a poor half clad girl of
about 1 year, of age
"BhB was Piranger. i '
j,r and J knew most everybody those
M Am. In Hut ahl
days. . I asaeu iirr iv tunic .... " "
- wouldn't do It. She seemed to be afrahl
-of the crowd and the music. 80 I
stepped out followed by Harvey May
; hew, a young fellow who had come
- down from Portland with a load of
' freight. , , .
- "In a few short. Jerky sentences the
girl told lis that she and her father and
her little 7-year-old brother had started
out from San Francisco to come to
Portland," but had missed the road and
had been traveling for two weeks with
,,. fnnd. One horse had died, she
ald, and she had been helping to pull
the wagon. Her father was too weak to
help.. She had managed to bring the
outfit to the lowep end of town and,
aceing the lights at the dance hall, the
only one '..In town, she came there for
asslfttancie.
"It took:Mayh$w and myself about
three minutes "to get down to the wag
on. ' The man was pretty much all In.
1 tut we carried him Into my house.
which waa near, and got hliu warmtHl
J up, and he was soon all right. Wo had
j a big turkey all ready for dinner .itet
day. but my wife dHldra to cook 11
rifht then.
Mavhew-he wa a fine young fel
OK rni hack to the dance hall and
got Ike Meyer to open Ms store, and I
Bue he bought all the Christmas
ehrar there was left. Then lie cut down
n lit tli tree and by the time the tuikey
was ready we had a dandy decorated
Christmas tree.
Mayhew told Ike about our discov
ery and he Vut In' with us and we
fixed that family out with clothing und
I'hriiimua nrvMriitu the lMst ever.
There wuh candv and popcorn and
.!... nti.l i-oats and a uled for tha
.,... .11 Llnlu f groceries and mox
.verjthlng that could be bought thut
looked like I'lirisimus.
"It was sure worth all it eont 4o see
those people when wo opened the door
fi-r thft lurkev had disappeared. The
., ..n.4 th irl hroke down and cried
while the toy Just naturally thought It
.. . . ih rrimlrtt tilaht he had ever
"The little family sold the horse and
wagon and came to I'oruanu suomy
after Christmas, where the man.
through the influence of his new found
friends, .secured employment."
"Theres a little white houso with
green blinds and a pretty rose garden
around It In north Portland." the nar
rator continued. "It Isn't richly fur
nished and sometimes the occupants
don t have all the luxuries going, bat
I'll bet It contains more, rtal love than
any other house In this great city. It
is the home of Mr. and Mrs. Harvey
Mayhew, and there are three children
who on every Christmas eve draw their
chairs up to the old fashioned fireplace
and listen again to the story of how
their father met their mother op a cold
Christmas eve In 1861 in Forest Grove,
and of how they loved each other right
i,. .i.rf Anrl then the children!
see their gentle little mother steal over
to their bg ratner ana piace ner rm
hi. mAfk onri thA tears tears
aivuuu , . " ' " - -
0f j0y well- up In her eyes and the big
man draws her to nrm ana sayw:
-There wasn't any Christmas In
Oreo-on till you came. sweetheart.
ant rliiii sivrlrfcnkeri US Tor (1U1LO
sdcII. but when he did come he made up
for lost time.
"And then they sit Vpr an(1 'nola
hands until the kids get sleepy and go
to Ded ana men iney gei oul mu pn:a
ents and goodies and try to make tho
A IniFMia that Avnn tliA elltl-
raw ,uwuo ..... - -
dren wll remember that Christmas eve
18 tne nappiesi iirne vi an in-
A A .Inmn H Q KM U t T' I with ft
1 1 V. u u n 1 . . . . ' - -.
cheery smile for everyone, Is Ike Meyer.
Ask him If he remembers the Christmas
eve of 1861 and he will say:
"Yes. Pretty cold then. One time
down at Forest Grove there were two
fnllnwa fkrrMff1. nnA for fltenlltiir a
cow, the other for purloining a watch.
After they had served their sentences
In the penitentiary and came back home,
they refrained from saying much about
their Incarceration. It was a kind of
a delicate matter. One day, however,
the fellow who stole the cow said to
the other fellow: "What time is It,
BillT And BUI. looking at the sun,
said. 'Oh. about milking time, 1 guess.'"
iiu V I TvImF I fii.rlBf.fin
t am 4 - " -
1IKN Grayson steppeu into ituiy
muion a apartments ms nay
m f f . tha MeravhMtn'a atudeiv
circus. h found that bright
riaintf aiar or ina lerai uru
I .... w r-m u.d In ItathrnhA anil a
slouch hat. with his feet on tho window
sill and smoKtng xurtousiy at a iiui
black pipe. ..,' . '
"Well, what la IIT' demanded Gray
son. "What la troubling the Judge f
Sutton 'scowlsd,
"I don't wish to parry words with
you. Orayson," ha' said. "In tha rnood
I'm In. 1 might spoil your pretty face."
"Ah, quite serious quit serious. 1
see," remarked the other. "You need
Immediate attention. Shall I feel your
pulse?"
"You can pick yourself up and got out
of here as quick as you came In,"
growled Sutton. "Don't you see I'm
busy?"
"Ah. Just so." reiterated the other.
"Affairs of state, I tuppt'so, or ah, I
have it! Affairs of the heart! Oh, you
can't fool me, old chap we have both
loved Kllse Bromley too long for me not
to know th symptoms and last nlgbt
at the circus Oh nie! Oh my! But
didn't the counsellor throw sheep's eyes,
or calf's eyes, or some kind of animal
eyes? Worst than ever, eh? 80 bad
you don't sleep any more aid feel Im
pelled to write all night?" as he cast a
glance at the scattered papers about him
and the unkempt appearance of. his
friend.
If I felt like that. I d marry the girl,"
remarked Grayson. Unperturbed, aa he
flicked the dunt off hla arm.
If I felt like you, I'd' go soak my
head," waa the sharp retort. "You obllga
me by leaving Miss Mromley out of this.
What right have I,", he added bitterly
"In my circumstances "
Grayson's eyes sobered.
'What- ua ihl " lie aslteri. "vmi used
so to spout about rising superior' to your
circumstances?"
M.-ii, ikd.'. .11 viarht In ttrrs fTSrii VMfin
retorted Billy, fiercely, "but I'll tell you
dhiii'u, riaen minerlor to mv circum
stances so much that I'm beginning to
feel like a. balloon! Besides, what
chance has a man to rise who can't af-
tnTA an alrshln? NOW. With you yes.
even vou have a chance! But I Look
here, fellow!" he roared suddenly, "you
get out of here! There are Just two
Winds of men I hate worse than all
others. One Is the man who has more
money than he knows how to spend, and
the other is tne man wno immi i mo
you're the first kind and I'm the second
un mtt Aiit hofnrA ura clash f"
"Not until the third assistant deputy
counsellor is reaay 10 d iaen aou i"
work. My motor car Is' outsldo and I
have a mission In life, as little as you
might expect It: lis 10 gei me juugo
down town In time ,1pr the opening of
court," remarked Grayson, as he settled
himself more comrortaoiy in 111s cnair.
"Poor old Bill!" he muttered, "lies
got It bad! And she cares for him, too.
Gad if she cared as much for me! She
won't even look at my poor millions,
see where he stands!"
"Looks like Bill hadn t slept much.
vnwtieil Ornvson as he moved over to
the desk and Jumbled papers. "The
great American novel Is coming on,
though, from 'the looks of this."
As he threw aside the dusty shoe, a
written page struck his eye. AfUr
reading the page, he straightened up
and looked furtively at the bathroom
door. Then he hastily read the rest
of the scattered sheets, as lie heard re
assuring splashes from the other side
of tha closed doer and at the end. fold,
ed and deliberately put them In hit
pocket.
"I have come to talk about Hutlon
he told her.' "80 you needn't fnar,,Tlila
la one time I won t propos to you. Now,
a lot of ua fellows know that the. boy
has all kinds of ability and genius and
all that sort of thing, you know, but
h. simply can't be made to use them
Why. would you believe It he has .cart
loads of the best magnslna storlea I
have ever read certainly I know good
magaslne stories but he won't publish
them, mo we want your influence.
'.'Please see If you can't do aomethlng
with him about having them published,
for he'll probably take your advice. Hera
Ip one of the precious storlea I purtolnrd
from his home this morning. I want
you to read H and see If I'm not right."
He thrust the manuscript In her hand
and made a haaty goodbye before she
could protest.
"Oh. Billy." she sighed. "Why can't
you see why can't you know'' I
She curled herself up in her favorlta
chair to read. Almost at tho first para-
staph, ah started and sat elect. Why,
Hits story was about her! It bru wltn
the Incident of lier rtrst mmji with
Itllly upon the occasion of lh Junior
from, thro, followed their first rilo
through the park.. tha chafing Utah party,
tha auto trip with Grayson when Gray,
son had proposed three times and Billy
had seemed A disinterested onlooker
that waa wlihn she waa but a clerk with
ambitions In hla uncle's office. ' So the
story proceeded until' last lilshl the
night of the aoclety circus. Why.' this
must have been finished, last night!-or
waa It finished? Still, the story ran on,
telling of his love, hla hopes, his fears.
At the last part., It waa word for word
what aha -and Itllly had said to each
other the night before, but the written
conversation did not stopas had the
real one at an Interruption. Waa thin
what ha had Intended te sayT ,
"The girl hesitated a moment before
answering hla last bitter words."', "he
read, '"then-.-
" Perhaps aha might think for her
self, though,' she answered, pouting, to
herself. . ' . ,'."
" "Hut she could never think a ha-'
" 'Are you sure? aha questioned with A
downward glance. ' '
"Do you mean It, dearest T" he asked
ardently, reaching across the table to,
gain possession Of both her little hands,'
'lo you know, really, that t love you
with my brail and soul have loved
you since the night of tha Junior Prom,
year agolht J have never had the
courage- do you realise nil this
The,tory rauie to an abrupt tlose. '
"80 good of you to come.' aha de
clared, giving him her warm hand clasp.
"I have been waiting ages for this call
I Intended to tell you last night to
come and hear A aecrei I have, but 1
hadn't the chance. Awful crush, wasn't
thersT But Ihey Bay the elrctss waa. a
aucci-ss.'- ,
"It seemed ao to me," answered tha
man, adding, "you were there."'
"iiu nmeililnr more than pretty
compliments I want from you, Jrfr. Wily
Sutton," tha girl want on. "And I'm go
ing to satisfy your curiosity right at
the start before we talk About another
thing. Hera la the great aecret and
den't you dare laugh! I'm "going .to be
an authoress! J have actually written
one story And want year opinion aa ona
r mi An. You'll elva ine vour an
ewer right, won't your She dimpled aa
he thought or ner siory.
As she held out her manuscript, aha
added, "I forgot to tell you that my
first 'attempt la a sequel. I want to
be original. ..you see. and I thought
that would be unusual. You'll have to
read tha sequel first, then ' tha rest"
Without preface the atory siartea:
"Haven't I realised for a lon
lime,' and the man's eye looked unul
terable thlnga Into lier own. as abe con-,
Untied, 'that you're an abaulute Idiot nut
to know how much or how long Imva
known I lovt-d you" ; t ,
rThe you no, sweetheart,' he said,
reaching ouj his arms to her.
" 'I loved you have loved you,' she
answered, - 'despite any - barrier stiy.
money, relations, anything Oh, why.
must I aay it aUr " ' ' : ' ,
, l didn't have time' to go any fur
ther," said the girl, as Sutton looked up
bewildered wt the sudden atop. ; "Per
haps, though, U you looked at the orig
inal." . . . '
She handed lilro hla own story. Aa
ha read and the foil consciousness' of '
tha meaning' of her "sequel" broke over
him, a smile spread over his features.'
Ho rose and stretched out hla arms to
her as she atood beneath the shimmer,
of soft lights. She came to meet Mm -with
a glad little cry. Some time later, '
he thought of the miracle. . . -
"How did you get that atory T" he de- .'
mended suddenly.' -s: ,
"Why. you aee," she answered dimp
ling, "Mr. Grayson "
.Then Sutton . remembered Grayson'
morning visit. 1 ' , ' ,'
'."So!" ha exclaimed. "Well, all t can
say la bless old Grayson for a meddling
fool." . -' 4 .
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