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A!R mem In whose fir sVy Is firmly set
The steidfisf stir of r.i!ti mr fst to c;lis:
Sweet diy wherein Lor : and Sorrow met
Tochallenjs Hatrsdsn i to level Pride:
We weleoms you v th palms upturned In pnlss
Of Him whose gift has eladdened all cur days.
BOW roarlfold His works to-day appear.
" How multiplied His bl tttbifi everywhere:
All we have seen and know i throughout the yiir
Comes back to prove I '.Is ten ieness and e-ire:
And clearer vlslone 1 In all signs we see
The purpose of the Man of Galilee.
CACM p-rfect snowflake. trustful of His power,
That flr.li its way adow i the trackless air.
Brings its glad message In this gladsome hour,
" I shall return," It sings. " no matter whens
I chance to fall; wl:hin my crystal shell
Is that which triumphs over death and hell."
It this pure blossom of the upper air.
So chants the soul of man upon this day,
What though the year has been a round of cans.
The hidden wings will find the upward way
As surely as the flake to mist shall run.
And so return all Joyous to the sun.
CACH gracious flower that made the Summer sweat
Has gone alone into the house of Death;
But somewhere hidden Veath the Winter's sleet,
Itself lies waiting for the south wind's breath.
So He who bore the cross for all men lay
Till angels came to roll the stone away.
A BLESSED promise of that blessed birth I
O sweet fulfillment of that promise made I
What Is there s; rung fr m alr-en.-ompassed earth
But pr ivesthl Lord who in the grave they laid f
Co, winged winds, to rouse the volceful sea
To alr6- the pr.iiss of Him of Galilee 1
Ci:iRLES EUGENE BANKS.
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Christmas
Love Story
By
CHARLES
MORE AV
II ARC ER
I V miles, sixty miles, seven
ty miles seventy-three miles!
The indicator in the roodmas
ter'a ear attached to the over
land flyer showed that the train
WAN ni.'iL'intr BU'iff 'mM rrma
'atlie level plains. Ahead, in the Pullman,
passengers scarcely noticed the speed. Tuey
mere wishing the long winter night war
ver and were thinking of c y liresidei
back east.
Frank Martin left the indicator with
out a word to the roadmatter, whose guest
toe was for tiie trip to his ranch, went for
ward for the tenth time that evening. He
looked anxiously up the aisle of the Pull
ani. There she na- petite, dark haired,
gtensive, alone.
After a moment of indi n'sion he ap
proached her. "May 1 bring you something
troir, t he dining ear?"
"Notl ng, thank you; I a;n doing very
well.1'
What was t he use? She had only nod
led when he encountered her on the train.
"MAY 1 BRING YOU SOMETHING?"
was unite an accident that they met
v. in. after tlu-ir intimacy at the seashore,
71i ilid not know that she wa going to
a new home with her uncle in California.
tlbt would not hi him explain the past.
St was almost time for him to get off at
Bail ranch lor tin' train was making 73
uses uti hour! How he wished it would
low up!
Hardly had the thought passed through
bis mind, when there wasajolt a crunch
igsj grinding sensation, a lurch and then
Msddcnly Stopping, N'o one who has been in
a wreck will ever forget it. The Pullman
tipped sidewise, ami that was the end.
Marvin was at -Mice's side when it was
over. He took her arm, and, looking into
hir white face, calmed her fears: "It is
all right now- off the track no mure dan
aper." lie left her, to help the passengers in the
smoker who were imprisoned and some
sshat injured, then returned.
"... . :d her baggage, and, without
sssrrvitMon, told her to follow. With the
nrmaindcr of the passengers they took up
an '...id and sorrowful tramp along the track
across the bleak prairies to the little town,
tan miles away, wl.eve lights twinkled a
.fcri")y greeting.
I Frank tried to be sociable. "It was
narmrsr escape,'' he ventured.
"Yes." Nothing more. She would not
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SANTA
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even turn her face toward his in the moon
light. They trudged on in silence.
The town was glad to see them. It gave
them the best it had, and none suffered.
But its heart was not wholly in the work.
One long-gaitcd citizen, evidently orig
inally from the south, explained it:
"Yeh see, we 's a -goin' ter hev' the
Chria'mai doin's tcruight at th' hall."
"What? I'd forgot that it was ( hristmas
eve," broke in Marvin. "Let's all go over.
The passengers from the Pullman car, find
ing that they could not continue their
jourii until the following day, as well as
any of the others, agreed. Well bun
dled i.p, they took their walk through the
chilly streets, where blew the bitter north
wind o the plain,
The all was nothing more than the
upper loom over a store. It was tilled to
the aisles, but the exercises had not yet
begun. The southerner, who was master of
ceremonies, tiptoed back to Marvin.
"We need two more to help in the doin's,"
he whispered. "Won't you un's come?"
Frank laughingly arose, and the dainty
Miss Reisen, having uo other choice, fol
lowed him.
Behind the curtain, what a sight met
their gaze! A Christmas tree it was, to
be aure. There were uo evergreens nearer
than the mountains, ami to make up for
the deficiency the plainsmen hail secured
a dry Cottonwood and wound its straggling
branches with green paper. The appear
ance Mould have been ludicrous had it not
been a little pathetic.
"Not much like the pines of the beach
where we used to rest last summer," whis
pered Frank to his companion.
"You and the other I presume you
mean," was the withering response,
"Alice Miss Reisen, what do you
mean " but the gaunt captain interrupted.
"You, young lady, I'd like you to be the
fairy. Our leadin' lady is sick, an' you
look like her.''
Entering into the spirit of the occasion,
Miss Reisen accepted the task.
"You'll have to wear some wings, and
there will be a little scene, but nothin' fer
you to do but look pretty- you don't need
no eoachin'," he added, gallantly.
"Great admirer of yours," suggested
Frank, as the functionary moved away.
Alice did not reply.
The wings were brought, and they
seemed almost large enough for the wearer
to -oar with. She put on the costume and
danced a two-atep across the rude -tage.
"Yeh mustn't do that, lady; this is fer
tn' benefit of th' churohes, an' th' folks
wouldn't like it," said the manager, with
a grin.
Then came up one of the women of the
town, who seemed to have a part of the
management. She gave some instructions
as to what would happen, and Miss ftejsen
listened intently. Another listened, hut
the did not know it.
The programme of the evening opened
with a number of songs atid recitations, to
which the passengers from the tiain gave
the most earnest attention and hearty ap
plause, Marvin seemed wonderfully at
home, Miss Reisen thought, and was call
ing men by their first names as if he knew:
them. He was behind the scenes a good
deal; too much, she thought, also, and it
worried her, for he was the only one in all
the house that she counted on as a friend
no, was he a friend? (She wished she knew
if the story her chum told her were false
or true.
Then came the time for the Christmas
tree "doin's," as the manager called the
exercises. The big curtain was dropped
and the children of the prairie farms and
ranches gave an audible "Oh!" as the beau
tiful grecn-paper-wrapped Cottonwood,
lighted with candles and glistening with
tinsel, all brought from the city 400 miles
away, burst on their eyes. Many of them
hud never seen an evergreen, and this was
a fulfillment of all their anticipations.
llefore the tree stood the fairy, her wings
and robe making her almost ethereal in the
sight of the little ones. Behind was the
open mouth of a chimney, and far off rang
the horn of Saint Nicholas a he approached
over the housetops on his sleigh. It was
cold enough outside for his biggest furs,
and when he came laboriously down the
chimney and stood amid the group on the;
stage he was the very picture of the Santa
Claus of their dreams.
Swiftly he made the rounds of the tree,
and in gutural tone told the little folks
to help themselves. Then he did what was
not on the bids he approae'aed the fairy,
and in the same rough voice exclaimed:
"You are ti go wit i me on my travels to
night. Come."
For a moment aha stood irresolute, not
knowing if this were part of the programme.
Then, thinking it must be, she took the
heavily-gloved hand and, with a bow to the
audience, stepped ba k and back, until both
were swallowed up ia tue vast depth of the
chimney.
liut they did not go upward. Santa Claus
openod a door in the rear, and they were
outside the noisy hall and in the dressing
room. Suddenly Santa Claus stripped off tlut
heavy wings and crown from the fairy, and'
handed her her furs. "Come with me," he
said, masterfully.
"What do you mean?" she replied.
"This," and he threw down the mask and
wig, the fur coat and heavy gloves before
THE SANTA CLAUS OF THLIR DREAMS.
her stood Frank Marvin, "I asked you to
Coma with me on my trnvels, and you con
sented, as you diil once before but this
tune it is for life."
Aliee Reisen laughed a little hys
terically. "Bui you know what happened
before, Prank." The last word was a
caress, so tenderly was it spoken.
"Yes, I know from what you said a little
while ago-you thought my sister was an
other girl in whom I was interested. There
was and can be no other girl but you." And
then they talked it all over, for good.
The candy and toys were distributed from
the green-paper-wrapped tree when they
returned to the hall. They did not remain
long, but went out under the stars and to
the little parsonage across the way. Frank
had sent a friend for a license, and in a
trice they were married.
A team and carnage were at the door,
and away they were whirled through the
beautiful but crisp prairie night.
"To the ranch," ordered l'Vunk, and then
added: "It was a miracle that the train
stopped right here in my own town. The
big ranch-house is ablaze with light out
there, and all is ready for you."
So the train went on toward the moun
tains without two of it b passengers.
"Do you know," whispered Frank, as the
team drew up to the ranch house, almost a
mansion nut there on t lie plains, "that I re
ceived the best ( 'liristmas present of all
to night:
"But you had to be your own Santa Claus
to get it," laughed Alice.
TIIE POLITIC M A I lK V
"I hear that you and (Jeorge have quar
reled.
i.
Veil, 1 giics not. It's altogether too
'ill'l it ,,1 I "
"W
near
An Eye for the PrMesat.
Miss Smoothe No, 1 cannot give yon my
answer until the lir.it of next year.
Mr. Softleigh But, why ? You say you
love me, and
Miss Smoothe Why, you silly thing! If
our engagement were announced now, none
Df the other men would send me a single
Christmas gift. Halt imore American.
t'hrl.tiiuia Forestry.
All trees man should love, but his life's
dearest Joys
Should circle that tree which blooms
candles anil toys.
Chicago Record,
An Arti-rthoiiKht.
"John," asked Mrs. Torkins, tearfully,
"do you remember the present Mrs. l'age
gave me last Christmas?"
"Yes," replied her husband; "what of
it?"
"I am almost sure I have sent it to her
this year." Brooklyn Life.
Aftermatk.
We learn to know at Christmas
Life still Is full of Ills;
To-day we get the presents.
Next week we get the bills.
Judge.
One Token Barred.
"Dearie, what do you want me to give
you for Christmas?"
"Well, precious, I've got 11 framed pho
tographs of you now." Detroit Free Press.
Wall from the Old Hoy.
Don't offer costly gifts with which
That Christmas tree Is hung;
Just give me hack the appetite
I had when I was young.
Chicago Record.
Incrednloaa.
Mamma Santa Claus only comet to good
boys.
Johnny Huh! If he did ha wouldn't
have to hustle much to get around. Pack.
TiiERE A KB
When 8elf-Heciisut:oi:s slant, as a
mark of honor.
When the hi art itirns njjnin.st even
the luxuries of life.
When life'.- burdi na are borne with
a sense of cheerfulness.
When laMginstion leucis astray even
a generally truthful person.
When extravagance carries a ray of
sunshine into an aching heart.
When words spoken in a merry
mood strike the chord of affection.
When common sense fills the void
made by the absence of education.
When wisdom's whispers force
thought of the unknown hereafter.
When company manners are only a
hollow mockery. Philadelphia Bulle
tin. ! COUNSEL TO SMOKERS.
"Do not smoke a pipe which has a
short stem."
"Do not smoke eitherwhile fasting
or a short time before meals.
From the Royal academy of Bel
gium comes the sage advice to smok
ers: "Do not use moist tobaVCCO, since
nicotine then escapes with the vapor
uiu! is not decomposed.
; "When amoking cigars or cigarette!
always use an amber, meerschaum,
horn or cherry holder.
I "Nicotine vaporizes at L'.IO degrees,
innd that portion of it which is not
decomposed in the center is attracted
I toward the tip and accumulates
i there; it is, therefore, prudent to
i throw away the last quarter of a
cigar.
What this Boy's
Mother Says
has been said by the mothers of
many other boys and girls, re
garding the wonderful curative
and strengthening qualities of
Mae Nervine
Hasting. Nb.
"Our little hoy, Harry, had spasms
for 3 vears and we feared the disease
would affect his mind. Though we
doctored continually he grew worse ai.d
had ten spasms in one week. Our at
tention was directed to Dr. Miles' Nerv
ine and we began its use. When he
had taken the fourth bottle the spasms
disappeared aad he has not hud one
for five yean. Hit health new is per
fect Mis. B. M. TlSUuL
Dr. Mifei' Remedies are sold
by all druggists on guarantee to
benefit or mency refunded.
Dr. Miles Medical Co., Elkhart, Ind.
a w ! Mini Ignorance.
"Why i it thin no few people seem
anxious to talk to Mr. CarpingtonV
lie seems very well informed."
"Thnt's just the difficulty," answered
Miss Dimple ton, "Hi's one of lliosei
dreadful men who know enough in I
eorreet j our mistakes in lien you quote
the classics anil who don't know
enough not to do it." Washington
Star.
Genuine stamped C. C. C. Never sold In bulk.
Beware of the dealer who tries to tell
"lomcthina iust as jood."
A Dnnirprou Man.
"Papa haH forbidden you to come to
the house, lie gays you are a danger
ous man."
"Dangerous! What can rip mean?"
"He says you are the kind of a man
who will hung around a girl all her life
and never marry her." Life.
Those Foolish Questions!
Benevolent Old Lady How old are
you, sir?
The Youngster Thirty-five.
Benevolent Old Lady Bachelor?
The Youngster Alas, yes.
Benevolent Old Lady Ah, too bad.
How long? X. Y. Times.
A Suae tineas.
Mrs. Finnigan (reading) The aver
age man sphinds twinty years av his
loife in bid.
Mr. Finnigan Oi'll bet th' lobsther
thot wrote thot nivvir hod a baby.
Puck
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Cathartic bears the famous C. C. C.
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All druggists, ioc.
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Castorla is a harmless substitute for Castor Oil, Pare
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It cures Diarrhwa and Wind Colie. It relieves Teeth
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Stomach and Bowels, giving healthy and natural sleep.
The Children's Panacea The Mother's Friend.
The Kind You Have Always Bought
Bears the
In
Use For Over 30 Years.
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