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W A S H IN G T O N
C O U N T Y
H A T C H E T .
B R O A D A C R E ’S C H R I S T M A S
of the presents they would find accepta
ble, with details concerning sue. oo.or At Christmas play and make good o W ,
and weight The wife would »imply have t'or Christmas comes but once a year '
to join the bureau’s subscribers, hud her - O ld Ubyine.
IIU1STM A s , , J
husband's list, borrow the money from
Imt ouce a
him and give him a happy surprise ou
Well, g(,»u „H
Christmas. This scheme is worth cousi.n
’ At tins tbv i 'liristi*
ering. It ought to take a great burdeu off
kills to pu y q<j ,1
the ladies' minds, anyhow.
ask fer two
Or three ,,r toar
T h ric e Happy.
wi* have tt>-du»? I
He was a little ragged waif living m a
There may l , L
hut say, by gu ai
villuge of southern Kentucky. A stran
ger to actual comfort, it is not to be sup
posed that he was very familiar with the
pleasures of life. One Christmas eve o I ’ ve got to « I t a Bled fe r Ned and buy • <
was standing before a shop window with
And books and toys and lots of Joys fer J
his leuu little face pressed against the
tie crippled I >an, 1
pane, devouring with hungry eyes the Fer he can’ t go about« jm i know, like otfl
won(i) hardly guess you to l>e six years
older than I.”
To brush aa we
|maa; we see ouly
N o w , dear merry
li a a
sw iftly departed.
A New Year stand*
s c a u u I n g the
« h o s t s o f the
W e gaze o’ er his
n u d
To think mouths and seasons are fading
Bee, whirled In tniduir are white snowflakes
Each flake seems a spirit dropped down
A s though for the New Year to earth they
A promise o f purity, blousing and love.
The tail trumpet creeper, whose scarlet
Last summer made gay Its beautiful dress.
Stood yesterday drooping and leafless for
Now, snowclad. It gleams in renewed love
H o w they pile, how tney gather, the snows
In their whiteness,
I^ed onward by silence, who moves with
Their feet shod In crystal and sparkling In
Thpy drape frosteo venture o ’er tree, bush
0 thought with the summer all beauty was
W e thought with the old year nil Joy flown
But spirits of snow to our shoru world came
And the New Y’ ear has blessings perhaps
for each day
H a rk ! W ild bells are ringing! Yes. Joy bells
Out welcomes o f glee to another New Year.
Alay each moment be crowded with laughter
And during its stay may no sorrow draw
S in e on. Now Your b oll«! Let tby ringing
« “ * • « « } » ®w“ Jr. but ring love’ « warmth
Though the old year Just died, anil we saw
1«. wlln sad ness.
Y et happy may prove the New Tear we
A C H R IS T M A S
R E U N IO N . I
T was Nell who
thought of it first.
Kilt about all of the
clever ideas in our
family had their ori
gin in Nell's fertile
Tom often told her
that she ought to put
a card in the window
and in the papers o f
fering “ Ideas
ite and she was very
fond of him.
day she evolved this idea and laid it on
the fam ily altar at n discussion we were
having regarding the approaching Ohrist-
iuh s festivities:
“ I've just thought out the loveliest
scheme for grandpa's enjoyment.
know that he hasn’t seen one of hiB
brothers for a long time, and it’ s twenty
years since he saw our Uncle Henry.
N o w , can't we get up a great family re
union ns a surprise for grandpaV Uncle
H en ry could come here in a day.”
“ H e 's nearly 80,” I said.
“ 1 know, but he is stronger thnn most
men o f 70. Unde Harvey, who is only
73, could come in a day nnd a night, and
U n cle Joel could come In ton hours.
“ THItT'BB A LL < OUINII, TOM.'
think that it would be just lovely to see
t h o « ' fou r dear old souls, all over 70, to
gether, and to hear them tell tales of their
childhood and boyhood.”
A ft e r imposing solemn vow * of secrecy
on ail o f us, Nell ran off to her w riting
desk to w rite letters to grandpa's three
old brothers and to i.,s sister A nn.
week later she met me at the door when
1 went home to dinner nnd said gleefully:
" T h e y ’re nil coming, T om ! I'v e had let
ters to-day from every one o f them! A nd
grandpa said nt luncheon that he'd give
• good deal to see 'the boys,’ as he called
them. H e wanted to know if I'd go with
him If he went to visit them all in the
spring. 1 could just hug m yself for think-
lu g up the w hole scheme.”
Each o f my great uncle* strived on the
day before Christm as, nnd grandpa's sur
prise w a s complete. H e showed uo signs
o f needing N ell’s sm elling salts, although
he w as visibly affected when his aged
brother H en ry arrived and they clasped
hantls after a separation o f twenty years.
" Y o u 'v e grow n old. H ira m ,” quavered
out Uncle H #nr>. ' teem s to me ye look
'bout ns old aa I do.’
"O h , I guess not, H en ry ; I gneaa not,”
said rrandiut. * trifiv stiffly, for he w as
•etwi live regarding his age.
" I b m ’t he, boys?” said Uncle H enry,
appealing to hi# two white-haired broth
" I bet I could fetch ye to the ground
first in a rassle, that ia If ye masted fair,
which ye didn’t used to do when we w as
all boy* together.
W h y , I ’rg hanged if
H iram don't part his hair, or w». " he's
got left o f It, ia the middle yK. I reckon
ed yoa'd rtt over that when ye came to
havin' one foot in the grav e and t’other
one ao hl.ness out.”
, G ran dpa Hushed and said coldly:
"T h e eom h'ng o f one's hair im simply a
1 of indivldaa) taste, H enry.”
hurried Uncle H en ry off to show
andpa said to U n cle
"Is thut all; why, Hi, I weigh 17S
“ Conie, Uncle Joel, I want to show you
some of the family portraits in the pur-
lor.” said Madge, noting grandpa’ s rising
color. This left Uncle Harvey uhd grand
“ Joel and Ilenry were always unneces
sarily blunt In their speech," said grand-
"1 es, but they geu'ally hit the nail on
the head,” said Unde Harvey. “ You do
look us if the wind would blow you away,
Hiram, and I notice you’ve a kiud of limp
in your gait."
“ I ’ ve uothing of the sort, Harvey My-
ler, and I ain't more thun two-thirds us
bald as you are ami uot half so gray.”
“ Oh, you ain’t; I'll count gray hairs with
you any time, and I ’ll bet you a jews-
harp that---- ”
“ Come, Uncle Harvey,” I said, “ let us
go to the stable. I want you to give me
your opinion of a horse I've just bought.”
'1 he combined clforts of Madge and Nell
and I sufficed to maintain peace at the
dinner table. We kept up sueh a rattling
fire of conversation that the four broth
ers had hurdly a chance to speak to each
other. We saw grandpa wince when Un
cle Henry ate his mashed potatoes with
his knife, and we knew the full extent of
our gruudsire's agony when Uucie Joel
poured his coffee into his saucer and blew
it before drinking it. Uncle Harvey spoke
hut once, but that was once too often, for
he said, explosively:
“ Oh, I soy, boys, do you remember thnt
Sary Jane Skimmerliorn H i used to be
so sweet on when we all went to the Hop-
vine school? You 'member how he used
to kiss 'er there at the end of the lane?
Well, she’s livin’ yit, an’ I ’d give a deal
to see Hi kiss 'er now. She weighs 3”9
pounds and hns a beard that Tom here
might be proud of, an' she’s hud fifteen
children an' they’re nil livin'. I was jest
thinkin' what if Hi had married 'er us he
used to swear he would! Eh, IIi? ”
Uncle Henry and Joel roared with
laughter ami Joel choked on a mouthful
of coffee. Grandpa turned pale and it re
quired all of Nell’s cleverness to prevent
All of the cousins nnd uncles nnd aunts
in the city had been invited to come in
thnt evening to enjoy n Christmas eve
reunion of the family and to be entertain
ed with family reminiscences by the four
old and reunited brothers. A t 8 o’ clocu
we gathered around a great open fire to
hear our aged relatives “ reminis,” at.
Madge mischievously put it.
“ Tell us all about when yon were boys
together,” aa it] Cousin Ned Drayton. “ 1
guess there wasn’ t much time nor money
wasted celebrating Christmas when you
"W ell, I guess there wa’ n't,” said Uncle
Joel. ” [ guess O, say, boys, do you re-
momlicr that Christmas we four boys
went bear hunting bnrk there in the
Maine woods when we wu'u’ t none of us
“ I rememlier it ns well as if it was yes
terday,” said Uncle Henry. “ I remem
ber jist how that b'ar squealed when I |
“ You still stick to it thnt you shot 'im.
Henry,” said Uncle Joel, "an' I am ns
sure ns I ’m livin' that it was my shot that
“ In n horn It wns!" said Uncle Henry,
testily. “ Your bullet went clar over the
b’nr nnd lodged iu that big pine we found
with a bullet hole in it.”
“ There’s no use in Henry nn’ Joel spat-
tln' so about which killed that b'ar,” put
in Uncle Harvey, "fo r I've nn idee the
beast would have got up an’ walked off
with both your bullets. It was my knife
thrust thnt finished the beast."
"Yes, it wns!” sneered Joel. “ Oh, yes;
to I k - sure it was.” snorted Uncle Henry.
"I guess thnt the blows I ruined down
on the beast’ s head with the club I car
ried, had something to do with finishing
him," said grandpa, calmly.
"W ell, ye ain't got over drawln’ on your
imagination for facts, hcv ye, H i?" said
Unde Ilenry. “ The test of us kin re
member how ye hid in the bresh tremblin’
an’ bellerin’ until we was almost ready
to skin the bear an then you come out
with your little club and give the beast a
whack or two.”
“ H en ry M yler, that Is not true!"
" I f it ain’t I ’ll ent my h a t’”
" I clubbed the life out o f him,” mid
" I tell ye I killed that bear m yself!”
” Y e didn’t!”
“ I know I did!”
" M y club counted for more than------ “
" Y o u r d u b ! 1’ooh!”
" N o w , H enry, I won't stand It to------■"
“ I ’d like to see ye help yourself.”
“ Khet up, all o f ye, fo r 1------”
" D o n ’t ye tell nte to nhet up!”
T h e dispute w ax oil hot and hotter un
til M adge got U n d e H eu ry off to his room,
and N ell had done the same service for
U n cle H a rv e y , while I dragged Uncle Joel
aw a y fo r a smoke with me ht m.v own
room, where he berated hi* brothers fe a r
G ran dpa stalked off to his own
W e m anaged to keep the fou r old hot
head* from getting into a row on Ch rist
mas, but U n d e H enry and grandpa did
beautiful display within.
There was a lady in the shop. dee|"J
engaged in purchasing gifts for her small
nieces and nephews. She saw the waif at
the window-ragged, half-clad, ami with
out doubt half-starved as well.
" I ’rudciice,” said she, in speaking of the
matter afterward, “ might have suggeeted
food and clothes. But another idea had
taken possession of me.
then and there that Unit boy should know
the blessedness of happy childhood for one
H E event which Christmns commemorates possesses for humanity the
dee|x-st meaning. Compared with its profound importance all other events,
or indeed the sum of all other events, sink into insignificance, and the great
institution of which tlnu event is the foundation-stone has from a very early dutp
observed it With ceremonies of fitting stateliness and reverence. But the note of
even the sacred celebration of the birthday of the Saviour I ihs for centuries been
one of joyfulness and glad praise. It is the one day of all the year when the whole
Christian world puts into practice the cardinal law of Christ. The sternest, hard
est and most worldly mau pauses in his pladniug and grinding, and for a day
at least allows his thoughts to dwell on projects for making other people glad. The
Christmas-tide festival is the special season for renewing the manifestation of
those family affections that are not dpad but merely dulled by routine and fa
miliarity. The head of the houaehold, who spends hundreds of dollars in providing
the necessaries of life for his tlock without an emotion other than nn occasional
thought of what a tux upon his income it is, hns his whole being stirred up as the
result of the expenditure of a few dollars iu rattles and trinkets. A sense of
liis blessings thrusts itself on his attention. A realization of the patient, heroic
performance from dny to day, year in nnd year out, of the unheroie. uneventful,
tedious nnd multiplied duties of the helpmeet nnd mother rushes on his mind, to
gether witli an uneasy knowledge of his frequent forgetfulness of it. She is
And ’ Liza—how these «iris com# 0p!.
don’ t want dolls no more®—
She’s got a beau—it can’ t be so!—a-rlerkl
in a store;
Hut a fte r all. she’s 'bout ns tall as was I
Wc f. !I mi I"vc w e’ re In It y e t-lo ts d«J
now thun then.
And so n year ’ at didn’ t bring a Chrlsti
seems to me.
I.d be about the saddest thing a mortal i
Christm as at all events. ’
eon Id see.
On the impulse she called him in. lo.vs, Fer who would miss the Christmas bllsi J
cause there’ s bills to pay?
a wagon, an iron horse with a Hying driv
may be some, but say. by vnmi
er madly sounding a tire alarm, a drum There ain’
t built that-a-wuy.
with gilded sticks, a tin horn, a pack of —Nixon Waterman.
firecrackers, things which his poverty-
blinded eyes had never before looked upon
A C R O S S T H E STREET.
in the light of real possession, were put’
into his hands.
T h e C h a n g e t h a t Came w i t h Anot]
"There was a kind of awe in his solemn,
Cl»»**stmas T im e ,
earnest eyes,” said the lady, "as though
A 8 T
the joy of possession had stricken him
the house aci
" I t was the day after Christmns that 1
came upon him again, hanging about the |ü íd'
brightest nnd L
streets with that same old look of a beg
f f u l all
° f <>ny in
gar about him. That is, in all but his
‘ J bloek. There w]
eyes: they, I think, were never unite the
same again. They fairly shone when he
lifted them to my face in recognition.
every window i
the whole hod
wn» aglow. The shades were thrown!
M IS T L E T O E .
high and the soft lace curtain* part
wide. The tree in the great parlor of t
house across the street was larger a mil
had costlier present* on it thnn any otq
tree in the town. And most o f the pn
ents were fur the little girl in the whl
dri-ss and the big pink snsh who could |
seen from the street dnneing around
tree, the happiest, iwMtast little ma
iu nil the world anil the light nnd life af
joy of the house across the street.
- £ ‘
This Christmas time all is dark aJ
silent and gloomy in the great hoi/
across the street. There nre no Ckril
ntns wreaths in the windows, no ray T
light comes from behind the clos
drawn blinds, no childish voice is he
within the house. There is no bright afl
beautiful tree, but on the spot on whi|
the tree stood last year there is
thing white nnd ns beautiful in its
and satin and velvet finish as the skill i
wealth of nmn can make it. But the sid
of it brought a chill to the hearts of thq
who saw it carried into the house
Christmns eve. nnd when the eyes of I
mother nnd father fell upon it their hea^
The jmssersby who snw the hands |
white fluttering from tlie knob of thee
of the house across the street went on|
their own humbler houses thanking
that their own little ones were left
them, no matter how little of wealth |
beauty there might be in their homes.
The poorest house iu which there
the laugh of children was so much Itj
desolnte thnn the great mansion aor
the Rtreet in which the child’s laugh
forever still. It added to tho melody |
Paradis«' that Christmas morning,
rang out clear nnd sweet across the id
per sen. It had gone through the Qd
Beautiful and into a house not made wij
bauds eternal in the heavens.
C h r i s t m a s Carols.
Christmas gifts of coal nnd flonr
in order ail this month.—Philadelplj
Thnt mnn never lived who had any I
fluencc over his wife the week bef<!
Christmas.- Atchison Globe.
Small boys with an eye to the futa
are willing to wear stockings many sij
too big for them.—Philadelphia Recor
J a r
Buy up the Christm as books liberal
and next year the authors will get roy
ties enough to dine at a restaurant.—^
People with bad habits might easej
on them a little before N e w Year a
the purpose o f learning whether it
pay to sw ear off.— C e d ar Rapids Gaze
the angel o f his threshold, and he turns to the heaven that sw m s so fa r aw a y in
hi« business hours, but now seems so near and pow erful, as he asks for its bless
ing ou the little brood that clusters about her knee.
F o r Christm as ia esoentially the children's day. Its specially religious signifi
cance can o f course never » e lost, but It is doubtful if it* spiritual influence woum
be to widespread but fo r the myth o f K ris K r irg le . W ith its daw ning faculties
the child learns o f the w onderful little man \rith the queer, tufty coat and rubi
cund face, whose advent on one particular night in the year is the most extraor
dinary event in existence, and when the revolution o f many yuietides has turned
reality into myth the-disillusioned one enjoys at least h a lf his earlier delights in
witn«***ing another geueration o f K r i* K ringle's little subjects enjoying that mon
arch's season o f blissful lordship. In millions o f homes the same picture is seen.
D a y breaking through the frosted pane, and on the dim stairs tiu.v white-robed
figures stealing down the creaking steps.
E yes are daucing with anticipation
an«I apprehension, fo r there is something uncanny about this dear old king of
theirs, and mother has to take up the r«>«r in similar white-robed dishabille to
inspire conthlcnro In thoae Httle throbbing hearts. A n d when the chimney-nook
is safely gnineil. w hat clamor, w hat poumling o f drums and blow ing o f horns;
w hat joy that the funny, fat, good-natured old gentleman Is still alive and lookiug
after his own.
M ay every home In Christemlom see this picture.
listlc vigor In their make-up. I poeitlve-
ly believe that U n cle H eury would have
trounced grandpa If he'd atr.yed another
d a y ."— U tic * Globe.
plSC liaaiN Q THE R I A N QUESTION.
boys, and run,
And thut is why we all must try to help 1
have his fun.
reveal frequently the inspiration o f wom
an’» ideas, m an's innate modesty and self-
effacement precluding him from speaking
B u t somebody should speak for him be
P o p p e ts M a d e o f G in g e rb re a d .
fore another Christm as has elapsed.
T h e city o f Am sterdam claims St. Nich
is recorded in the seventh chapter of "T h e
olas as its patron saint, and during the
Antobtography o f Pharaoh I ." that the
first week of Iieeem ber
m o u a ri4 's w ife gave him for a Christmas
shop« throughout the city display one
present a necktie which he could not wear
»P «-'1» 1 delicacy called "S t.
Nicholas j ^Ytimut“ inviting Insnrrecthins in
cake." o f which large q n .n tirte. a r r .o ld K g jp t .
w h w th„ Christm as neck
at this season.
" M e n " ami "wom en
tie joke began, the Christm as cigar joke
made of thia ertap. brow n cake, or gin- fo|io w in g i t „ h e n 8 ir W alter Raleigh
gerbread. can be bought in different a a es fira( am alpd K nglam , b j pum ,lg tobaopo
and at all prieea
These sweet creature* fum , „
T b e jokea haT, en<illrpd, bnt th<1
are often called “ sw eeth eart. I v r ije r . . joka hail
If thp man kno„ , ,t
w e say in Dutch», and the giris receive a may haTe an ¡noorrigib ie pa*»i«wi fo r neck
"m an. the boy» •
7 ° m* n
bnt to have hU own w ife go oat and
her quite well w hat fun It used to be to
M , hi, own m
hear the ae ra .n t come in w ith: I f you ; w i„ w ca r only on dark nifhta a „ d wh^ n
here is Mm* A nnie a . hjg ^
,, tnr(!md ,lp is what hp ob.
sweetheart - a n d
hand a gingerbread , ^
T h , tronb|# w i n g probably
'Good morning, Joe.' said I. ’ What have
you done with your toys?'
“ Imagine my surprise when he said, 'I
give em to Jack Parker, the colored boy
over yonder to Scruff Town.’
'What?' said I, ‘you have given them
all away? All your beautiful toys?" He
was silent a moment, and-then his ragged
little face glowed ns he replied:
“ ’I had ’em: I had 'em a whole day. I
ain't g„t 'em any more, but I had 'em, any-
H e wns the proud possessor o f three
pleasures; that of receiving, of giving, and
the ever blessed pleasure of a happy mem-
w y . lo u th ’s Companion.
A New Y e a r’ * Superstition.
Th e English i-wsaixr.v in some locali
ties had nn mid snjierstition that it was
unlucky to take anything out of the house
until something had bten brought in so
very enrly in the morning the wijlhts
would leap out o f bed and rush forth
•oon to return with pieces of coal or stone
in their bauds, hoping thereby to avert
m u fort une.
H ere is on old rhyme of
I f you want to give a man a Christn
present thut will please him give him 1
right to act as he pleases about the
day. Nine men out o f ten nre biackm^
cd into buying C h ristm as presents, in <
way or another.— Atchison Globe.
“ W h at shall I order for dinner to
love?” asked E ve, as she absently pin
ed a green apple. “ Oh, any old thin
retorted A dam , wearily, “ as long
isn’t a spare rib. I'm sick of spare r j
li e savagely sw atted a rock at a g**!
snake.— N e w Y o rk P res*.
W ife — I think 1 will surprise yon
the purchase o f a watch to wear Chrl
mas. H u sban d — It will be an acceptr
gift, nnd I shall w e a r it with plensi^
W ife — Oh, but the one I shall buy wo
be a lady's watch, suitable for me |
carry.— Boston B udget.
H e r father had said it could never I
They both sat in the parlor— also in te
A fte r Ion;- searching and a desperate j
fort she found her voice. Then, in
spairing tones, she cried: “Oh, Chari!
I f w e must part, let ns wait till » h
C hristmas:” — Philadelphia North ’
C h r i s t m a s K v e on t b e R r s e r v a tli
Tiike ont, then take in,
» • A lock will Negln.
tn * *
” ° ° <* luck comes about.
A W a rn in g .
Rhyme« on the mistletoe
not speak to each other all day, and to
Are all very well, y ’ know*
tell the unvarnished truth there w as great
But in mistletoe season
in w ard rejoicing wh«*n our three dear old
AP * Promptings of reaaon
toward the adagio;
unclea departed. U n cle H enry thrnst his
The gallant had better go alow.
head out o f the carriage door and screech
.tim e « urlng w»w;
ed out at the last second:
tln« J " o ' f ln‘
" I did kill that bear!”
W*T of th# mistletoe:
“ You neverT called out grandpa, sharp
ly from the stoop, and they never saw
each other again.
W h a t 8 h * B o u g h t H im .
man * ° mT mother.______________
tkat a wom an bq y|ng something for a man
“ I admit that my dear little scheme
1 ?“ Mni Cumso to Mrs. Caw-
failed,” said Nell, when w e were alone
ker. I know well enough not to buy
It Is a great relief to note that tome while the man sees it In its relation to
“T h e next time I bring fou r
the himaelf and to the uses to which K mast
old gentlemen together fo r a Christmas philanthropic
, vh*' did yon get him r “I
reunion I'll select d e af and dum b men. or country are engaged ia telling w h a t sort : be puL
m * rV ° c —found it on the bar
w ho haven't qnite ao mock dynam ite o f Chrlatmaa gifts men would like. T h e
W h a t it needed -in a W i v e » ’ Information : gain counter and
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• « a « — » « .»c ro o n fu V nod they J b a r e s * , w h e n husbands can leave n list J ce n ts.''-J o d g e
Baata C'a*# of the '