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SEC T IO N T W O BEWBEEG, VOLUME ZZZXV. HE CLIMBED RIGHT - •*< DOWN THE CHIMNEY TAMHIII COUBTY, ORIGOH, The Snow THURSDAY, DECEMBER 14, O ur Christm as '-lit'. • -”■ W . r-.. ¥ ! «iL>— L .1 1882 HUMBER 11 His First ChristmasTi By ~XS~, Martha B. Thomas , | J ’Y H | I DON’T suppose tiro noses I were ever pressed more for- lornly against a window* fmXMtg glass than those belonging to Je rry and Sally. If yon were t<5 look at them from the outside, In their front yard, fo r . Instance, they would not seem like noses at a ll; you would say that Je rry and Sally bad small, white pears on their faces, and pretty squashed pears at that! This is what a window-glass does to two children who hare the whooping cough and are standing as closely as possible against the nearest thing to getting out—a window. Je rry dug his fists down Into U s pockets and looked as' cross as a hear. Sally blinked very fast to keep the tears from rolling dowfi her cheeks, and her two pigtails quivered unhap- “Tes, you won't get lost right soon,”' she replied as she put her arm around him, aad gave him a gentle tap on the shoulder. “ Merry Christmas, Jacques,’' and she was on her way. She stopped a little way down the street, however, wrote something down, then hurried BLIZZARD was brewing. L ittle cutting pieces at snow were being blown In whirls the stree t. H uddled down iC K LgjF In his coat stood a newsboy of some eight or ulue years. His face waa drawn with the cold and he beat his hands against his sides to keep them warm. Last-minute Christmas shoppers, hurrying along to get their various errands done, gave no thought to the little fellow who pestered them with his papers. Hp ought to have known better when they had so many things to think, about. ^ "Teh, nil the n#we—the latest news. Won't* cha buy one, m ister? I only have >g couple more.” He looked up pleadingly Into the fata of a p u ie r Another h alf hour found Jacques bugging an orange and a little doll under his coat as 'he trudged along home. Whan ho opened the door-a little voice started chanting# “Frere Jacques, Frere Jacques—you’re late tonight.” ' » “ Yes, Martha. Today I was talk ing to Santa on the corner, and he said he -w as awfully busy. He doubted If be would get all around this year.” " X - -:i “Oh 1 " said Ifarth e In a disappointed tone. " Jacques’ mother was sewing busily upon a garment she was latent upon finishing. Tomorrow was Christmas, and no sewing w as going to be left over to bother her. M arthe's bedtime and Jacques fixed his presents In preparation for the morrow. He had found a Christ I only have a few.” — mas tree branch In the street, and tills She opened her purse and started he made Into a little tree under which to hoot for the money. he placed his gifts. *Tve Just got to sell these papers Christmas morning dawned brightly out v early tonight, ’cause lt’s 'n v Out la the little French home. Jacques' chance to buy that doll. Ton Know, surprise was complete, fo r Marthe my little ststaf, they say, isn’t very went Into raptures over the tree aad well, and the only thing she says she her presents. She alternately bugged wants Is an orange fo r Christmas, bnt and kissed her doll, keeping up a con I know better.” He paused tor breath. stant chatter to it In French. The orange and a few other presents that she had found under the tree she put on the shelf, so that she could admire them while she rocked her dolL Jacques had had his surprise, too— L •> “Give qnd It shall be given unto you” —fo r his two packets under the tree had grown to be six or seven. “Mother." he said, "I think I v fll have to try my new mittens and sea exactly how warm they are." So say ing. he «lipped Into his coat and pushed on the door. What ailed it? W as It fromen shut, stuck, or what was the m atter? With bis mother's help the door waa opened. To their surprise they found that a huge pile of packages had baau the cause of their trouble. Jacques gave a cry o f delight ____ # __ ______ ______ ______ _ as h e , pounced • upon the bundles. he «aid promptly, " f va been watching * • n,other w* ' l™ * “ « cite d aa a doll in one o f the windows here, rtn **♦ , a s *»*lped c *n y is the stuff, going by tonight and get I t ” j Then followed one o f. the happiest "W hat Is your name, so u l" 1-hours the fam ily had ever known— "Jaqqnes and my «seer's—nm whole two-dozen oranges and a If sorts Detite soeur—Marthe.” wholesome food Jacques' mother "ZshaekT—What a queer—” fairly wept with Joy. "N o; It Isn’t," be said, anticipating Santa remembered a s a f t « all. what she was going to « y . “My mother," said little Jacques, “ and he mother Is French. Those names ata left this note on one of my presents, beautiful—to uAC kc added after a Look, mother, it says:— not at first see the little person perched a t the edge of the mantel. _ “How do you dot” asked a tiny voice. It tinkled like a fairy sleigh- bell. “Mercy P ( exclaimed Sally. Je rry Just winked his eyes very fa s t “Here I am up by the clock,” tinkled the voice again. And sure enough, there she was In deed! The children saw her now. A wee. slender bit o f a thing about the size o f a sweet pea. And she was thq whitest creature you could Imagine. with crystal trim- Snowflake mlng, Icicle Jew els In her hair, and eyes bright and frosty as stars. Jerry ■ and 8ally gasped. Sally wanted to Jump up and hug her. But vented fo r the express purpose o f glu you can’t.do that with a Snow F a iry ; in g ! little hoys the opportunity of play ghe’d melt all to placet in your fingers, ing In I t "* and then where would you bet “ Mary Randall’s going to w ear her new pink dress and her slippers!" sniffed Sally, “an? I have a red dress and new slippers to-o-o!” This last thought w as almost too mflch, aad one large tear did manage to tumble over and down her cheek. Je rry pretended not to see It Perhaps he w*a having trouble with his own eyes, though of course boys never ¿ry> not even when tomorrow’s Christmas and everything la spoiled because o f whooping cough. "Mother said we should have to have a party by ourselves and make be lieve that lots of people came to It,” said Sally. Je rry grunted. He didn't care much for this make-believe staff—too stssl* fled. "L et's sit down in front of the open fire," suggested Sally, "and till stories. I'm tired o f looking out of the window. Perhaps something nice w ill happen; who can tell?” So the two children settled them selves In front o f the fire. They drew up two-low stools and they each aat with their elbows on their knees and their chins In their hands. It was very warrii and cosy. The logs crackled and gu ttered aa though they were doing Away They Went. their beat to cheer other people up, and the dancing flames had a regular parade up and down the wood. It was gurgle l He forgot all about that tooth that waa amklng so much fuss about earning through. -I left him kicking up b is heels and crowing like a young CHRISTMAS LETTERS O O M ETIM B8 a letter means ^ more than all the cards and gifts in the world. Why qot send a Christmas message by letter this year? A bright holiday seal stuck at the top will introduce your remarks in a Jolly fashion, and thyn you may continue with whatever you think friendly and suitable. This Is a cheap method liy the actual expenditure of money, but a rich outlay of thought for those you love. Have you not discovered that something somebody does Just for you is more precious than a present bought in a hurry? Christmas letters bring grunt Joy. Try some and see! (C l m i . W m tarn N aw ap ap ar C n lo a.) Sally and Je rry laughed. to eat a small and lonely bowl of pop- "Sh all I dance for y o u r asked the ridge with the crusty old gentleman? Snow Fdlry politely. I* there anyone who does not love "Oh, yes I” beseeched the children. Tiny Tim and a>v wee, brave crutch? Up Jumped the white little person. And Mrs. Cratchlt. who can cook a and in the twinkling of an eye she had goose to beat anything thus fa r ae- CkrufeWr C. begun. The children never saw such compllshed in the history of mankind? dancing In their lives. Never 1 • I And then, when we follow the Spirit Yfc« Snow Fairy pirouetted on top of Christmas Past, can anyone fall to o f the £lock; she whirled like a crystal be moved by the forlorn little figure of prism. She Jumped down and made a old Scrooge as a lad, left in lonell* low bow to a china shepherdess, and m m mt school during the holidays? then the shepherdess threw away her Could anything be more pathetic? crook and danced with the fairy. Away ~ anyone such astounding control Has a#d damp underground way out they went, whirling and bobbing and o f hls feet that he can prevent them oi the g ^ t depot. A chill strikes tu n in g and dipping. T11*1 r~ . „ from dancing at Mr. Fexrlwlg’s party? upon the soul as well as upon the over vases; they peeked out behind And where la the Impossible person body. The pasaer hurries on to escapa pictures, they fairly flew through the who can suppress a cheer at that re- into the light and cheer o f the street. air until you could not tell which was markable gentleman's performance He hugs hls Christmas packages a the Snow Fairy and which the china with hls legs? " If such there be, go. i,ttIe c 1 om t and tries to whistle him. mark him wen," tor he has no pleas- ^ l f Into something like gayety ant places In hls heart for these de- Suddenly he Is startled and helps« lightful humors. by the tones of a merry tune and dim And then the damsel with the "lace covers the old blind man who has long tucker" 1 D ear me, what a ensue she haunted the dismal place. For ye a n gave one Interested young man In this unfortunate he« made it his oM Blind Man’s B u ff! And how he paid business to stand there and pipe up her up for It In a certain shadowy the faiHSg spirits o f travelers. Hla corner of the room; how he did. In- face has refused the marks of dart* deed! But ahe liked It. Oh, yes, she ness and hls soul has kept gladness Uked It very much Indeed, did the dam- behind Its cloeed and curtained wlu- eel with the lace tucker! down As one stops to leave a token Then to return to the Cratchlt fan»- end a word of appreciation with >»«t lly, who is there to resist the simple be says, “Thank yon; I d o st know « toast o t Tiny Tim. a toast o f five i ever did anybody any good; som« words that encompasses the hope of people don’t Mke f t " all men: — , • -f ■ - "GOD B L E S S US. EV ERT ONBt" ——______________ SORE ENOUGH. | s '¡i! The Piper n the Sdnny The children looked cautiously around. Nothing w as to be seen. 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