PAGE SIX THE CITIZEN, TUESDAY, DECEMBER 16, 1913. CHRISTMAS MESSAGE AT NIGHT By ALICE E. ALLEN. Copyright, 1913, by American Press Association. IT seemed to IUith ns she flow for the dozenth time to her telephone that dreary afternoon of tho day before Christmas that she had friends In the grim old city of which she had never known until then true friends, even if they were humble and too poor to do more than telephone their good wishes. This special mcssago was from Ruth's proprietor. Could ho call that evening? Ruth's "Of course not, Mr. Mayno," was firm. Could he take her out, then a dinner somewhere, tho theater? Just this once, for Christ mas' sake? Ruth's refusals as trans mitted by the telephone were all Arm and relentless. But as sho came away and sat down In her chair by the win dow her eyes were wistful. "It will never do for tho proprietor to call upon his stenographer,'' sho said, with a sorry little smile. "To bo sure, there was a time" when ho was her father's clerk "but times have changed." Perhaps because It was Christmas eve, when memories, no mntter how well behaved at other times and sea sons, will walk abroad; perhaps be cause other things such as love, joy, peace and good will were thronging heaven and earth below; perhaps only because Ruth was tired and perplex- her iuirusALs wwtE fiiisi and kelent- LtBS. ed- and lonely whatever the reason sitting there in her little -window, looking down upon tho street, with its throng of gay, good natured shoppers, Ruth did what she had sternly forbid den herself to do she went back over tho years which had made such changes In her life. There .was hor father's business disgrace, the loss of every thing, followed by his' death. Then came hor own beginning in business. In spite of herself, Ruth smiled to think of what her old friends- would say could they know what a capable little business' woman necessity had made of her. But not ono of them all knew where sho was. Not one had traced her to this great city that Is, except Jack. Jack? As soon as Ruth admit ted that name into her thoughts, It dominated all else. It brought back its owner strong, manly, insistent one of the won't-take-no-for-an-auswer kind. Ruth found herself wondering almost that Jack had taken her no as Dual. Apparently he had. It had Surely been ns strong as she could make it. And ho had gono away and had not come back. With the many friends who had rung up to ask how she was and to say "Merry Christmas" there had been no Jack Jack of the strong face, the loyal heart, tho tender eyes and voice. How had she ever let him go? "Somo time you will want me, Ruth," he had said. Above the rush and roar of tho groat city Ruth heard the words again just as she had heard them ev ery day and every night since Jack had gono away. "I could urge you now, but I -want you of your own free will, dear. And you will come some day. I do not even need to ask a promise I know. What is ours does come to us, ,f wo wait. I can wait." That was throe years ago. At first 5ltfh had half expected his return. But he never came. And he never sent her a -word. Ruth was tired of watch ing tho mails now. And her proud lit tle head told her eager little heart that It was not fair to call Jack back just because Hfo was hard and lonely and almost unbearable sometimes. So sho tolled away until toll became work "work that sho enjoyed, Sho had her little rooms by herself, her books, her pictures, enough to eat and wear. What more need any ono ask? Nothing-except at Christmas. At Christ mas, to a woman, lovo is n necessity. That night, in tho middle of tho darkest hour, Ruth sat up straight in bed. Sho was absolutely sure that tho telephone bell over her desk had Just rung. All was still, so, after a min ute of waiting, sho lay down again, laughing to herself. Tho telephone had been so busy nil day bringing her messages that sho had heard it In her dreams. It could not really havo rung. After a llttlo sho drowsed off, only to hear Its shrill Jingle again and again. It o longer wnkened her. But in her dreatn Bho went to the tele- plione. toolC'doWlT tmr reTTcTVef nna lis tened. Out of tho darkness and dis tance a voice spoke Jack's voice. "Merry Christmas" Was its only mes sage. But so strong nnd clear were the words that when Ruth Anally awoke to a sunny Christmas mSrn Ing, sho still tingled to their memory. Perhaps, when ono first awakes, tho heart has more control over ono than the head. Anyhow, when Ruth sat up and looked out of her window at tho already busy streots far below hor, hor heart was doing tho tnlklng. "Jack is waiting for you some where," It said. "And ho belongs to you. Why not claim your own?" After a minute Ruth's heart spoko again. "What If you aro poor? What if ho is not rich? Can't two work to gether better than apart? Why not give Jack a Christmas gift? Tho only ono he wnnts?" Ruth did not give her head time to argue with her heart. As soon as she was dressed she was at tho telephone giving' Jack's business number. After Bho hnd waited what scorned la long, long time her head did remind her. "Why. of course," she said slowly, "ho will bo up country today." She was just about to hang up tho receiver. "Walt n minute," cried her heart. Hearts do know things, especially at Christmas. And then "Hello!" said a blgt hearty voice out of tho distance. "Oh, Jack!" cried Ruth. "Is it you, really you?" "Yes, Ruth," said tho voice. "Who else? You waitfcd" "To wish you a merry Christmas, Jack," Ruth faltered, "Thanks. That all?" "Yes," said Ruth, listening to her head. Then: "No not quite. I J want ed to hear your voice; that's all." "Is It,?" asked tho voice Ruth wanted to hear. "You see, Jack," Ruth hurried on, "I dreamed about you last night. I I thought you called me up, and and it was only a dream." "I came so near It," said the voice, "that I stood hero by my phone for an hour. But It was late, and well, Ruth, I wanted you to call mo up this time." "You're not In tho country?" "Not yet. Wo go tonight." "We?" "Mother and I. She's spending part of Christmas in the city. But wo miss tho snow and tho slelghbells and the homo folks." "It sounds lovely," cried Ruth, "and so Chrlstmasy. Give your mother my love, Jack, and wish her the merriest Christmas." "She'll bo glad to hear from you, even that long suffering, much endur ing wire. Suro it is that Ruth's cheeks flamed like red holly berries. And oven before sho ran to put her clothes In hor suit case, to do hor hair and to put on her ono good gown, from abovo her bookcaso sho took a sprig of scarlet holly. With a red ribbon sho tied It over the telephone. "If ever nnything deserved a merry Christmas," she cried, "you doP' HARVARD SCIENTISTS ON SHIP FROZEN IN ARCTIC ICE Unlikely to Get Away From Herschol Island For Many Months. With no hopo of getting back to civilization before next July, a partj of scientists, most of them Harvard graduates and Boston men, arc on board the schooner Polar Bear, frozen in the ice of tho arctic. Telegrams say that tho vessel Is in tho ice at nerschel Island, with nlentv of supplies and"nirwernof'b'o'ani: In tho party, which is commanded by Captain Imls Lane, nre Samuel Ilx ter, Jr., Dunbar Lockwood, Ebon S. Draper, Jr., John Heard and George S. Sllsbcc; W. Sprnguo Brooks, represent ing tho Harvard zoological museum; Joseph Dixon, representing John E. Thayer of Lancaster, Mnss., nnd Will E. Hudson of Seattle. Tho purpose of the expedition was to study tho fauna of the northern regions, both on tho American and Si berian sides of Bering sea. Tho Polar Bear left Point Barrow July 25, and tho party figured on be ing back at Seattle by tho latter part of October. Captain John A. Cook of Province town, Mass., n.whalcr. who has passed many winters In tho north, docs not believe that tho pa,rty will have to un dergo any hardships. "There aro probably several vessels wintering at Ilerschel," said Captain Cook. "It Is a favorite place for tho whalers to winter, and a vessel of eight or nino rect draft" can -easily find lagoons in shallow water where grounded Icebergs will protect them from the pressure of ice. If these young men don't lose their ship by being pinched In tho lco they should get along nil right "It will bo sunsot by Nov. 23. nnd tho ships won't get out much before next July. They may move eastward before that. "Of course, If they wanted to, they could get n guldo and make n small party to go with sledges by Fort Yu kon nnd Eaglo City, which Is about ninety miles from Dawson. But It would "mean a march of about 1,200 miles tho way they would have to go. Amundsen, who made this trip from our ship, started Oct 22 and got back early in April." Tho Citizen, tho paper of the hour the year and all the time, and it will be improved during the coming year. Subscribe for it now and don't you DARE to forget to, either. E XECUTOR'S NOTICE. Estate of JOHN B. LEONARD, Late of Scott Township. All persons Indebted to said es tate are notified to mako Immediate' payment to the undersigned; and. those having claims against the said, estate are notified to present thorn duly attested for settlement. W. B. RAYMOND, Executor. Sherman, Pa., Oct. 30, 1913. EXECUTOR'S NOTICE. Estate of EDWARD B. WHEATON, Late of Buckingham. All persons indebted to said es tate aro notified to mako immediate payment to the undersigned; and those having claims against the said estate aro notified to present them duly attested, for settlement NELLIE E. WHEATON, Executrix. Starlight, Pa. December 8, 1013. 90wC St . '.'..".".ilj I li SIlTlNa IN HErt XjITTLK window. Ruth; we've been talking of you. Any thing else?" "No." ' "Sure, dear?" Ruth's eyes wei'e So full of tears that, as sho said afterward, she couldn't see to talk. "Suro, dear?" asked tho voice again. "That's all," she said bravely, "only -are you well?" "Perfectly. And you?" "Oh, yes! Wasn't it strange I heard the bell when you didn't really ring up last night, Jack?" "No," said Jack firmly. "Your heart beard mine, little girl. If only you would listen to it oftener." "I can't alwaysi hear it" laughed Ruth. "My head is such a good talker." "Time's up," said a strange voice somewhere. "Goodby, Jack, dear!" cried Ruth, But there was no answer. Tho next minute sho again took down the receiver. "Get 3S00 again; quick!" she said. "nello!" said Jack's voice. "Is that you, Jack?" "Of course. Something you forgot, dear?" "No; I didn't forget. I wouldn't say It, but I must Don't look at me. Jack, but listen. I'm listening to. my heart now. There is something I want, Jack." "Yes." "It's a big something. Guess. No; don't guess. Walt It's you." Ruth hung up tho receiver and ran to the chair by (ho window qulto tho other aldo of tho room. It was not quite a minute when tho telephone bell rang shrilly. "Is this Miss Hazen?" said tho oper ator's voice. "Yes," said Ruth. "Mcssago wasn't finished wait" "Hello!" came Jack's voice, big, strong, Vibrant with hnpplness. "That you, Ruth?" "Yes." "Coming," said tho voice, "mother nnd I, to tako you up state with us. Can you bo ready in an hour?" "Yes," said Ruth, "I've been ready nlways, Jack." What came next must hare-surprlsed E! D YOUftSQ BVjiEftL 111 I I good IIU If yon want to be well dressed with out extravagant spending, come to You will find four essentials of clothes; viz: STYLE, FIT, QUAL ITY and GOOD TAILORING, apparent in every garment we sell, whatever the price. It's wonderful, when you come to think of it, that suits and overcoats-like be sold, ready-to-wearthe style just fit correct. Not one tailor shop in a hundred could give you such downright satisfaction at twice the price. Don't pay a lot of money for your winter outfit. You can get the genuine SCHLOSS-BALTIMORE clothes here at CopytljH, 191!. Ulltljatln, Blmi Cc Co. these, rig MEN'S TAN GLOVES, $1 TO $3, Which look worth half as much again and are fine quality. Men's Fur-lined driving gloves, Golf Gloves recommended for wear, Soft Velvet finish gloves of a value that can do their own talking; BATH ROBES, SMOKING JACKETS AND FANOY VESTS, Dress Shirts suitable for Christmas presents. We handle a complete line of Men's Silk Socks, Um brellas, Fur Caps, Three-Piece Sets of Handkerchiefs, Socks and Ties, Fancy Suspenders and Arm Bands. 1 Men's I Flannel Pajamas, $1-$1.50 & $2. These Pajamas are fine merchandise which is a pleasure to see and a privilege to buy. Made of fine Domet Flannel' and cut on roomy lines. Silk Frogs and Pearl Buttons. NECKWEAR, put up in Xmas Boxes Cravats of beautiful styles and shades for Christ mas trade. Men's Silk Handkerchiefs embroidered initial in Medalion. That is all we can say about them and that is enough. full lime of Trunks. Suit Cases. Handbaas and Novelties. SVIen's and Boys9 Sweater Coats and flannel Shirts at lowest prices. off men's winter under? wear at substantial savings. On account of the backward season we are offering a big discount on all lines of goods purchased between now and Christmas. RAIN COATS being sold at $4-$5-$6 S8-S10-S12 and $15. GSTEIN BR OTHER!
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