The Middleburgh post. (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, December 19, 1901, Image 6
IMMMl 1 H -BJSC . V v F- BPS - v: 77 3 BPSlfJt' 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. r ... - 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 - s . S. a SANTA CLAUS BY PROXY 11 y fJe , T -' . rv g ct re 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." 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