A NEYf" "LoveWill
YEAR'S
BASKET
By
(Lo5Ya9 ELVIRA
WiVf FLOYD
FROEMCKE
T7
lit )M tiie time I a liny in kilts.
i-alluig mi tho Steele forme.t
i.u t ami .;iiwl of my Nr Year's
day. Tui'j' lived in a great Hone
limine Heroes the way. Their
windows wore larger, their fruiit
d or l.ii ader, and tiie iron pineapple on
their gafciKin li.ip-r t: an any oilier in
the neighhorhou.l. 1 uni sure about the
pineal';. :, !'. r .M.iry Steele and meas
ured ficin i i.v day after a wordy kittle.
i ned t.ie hem ut lier pin itote us far
ns it would go, and liini.in.1 tiie nieiies upon
my . ot i..in.:l.i it an.
.::e was livj.it. 1 i.eir pineapples were'
twnc tbe fizu nf fun, and I admired her i
pretty, exultant fa' e, as it preyed closely
to see t:iat I "'l.ied fair." S!ie was so
iKin mat her lue un hlevv iier loo.e liair j
uefiss in) cheek. Suddenly, I snatched her
close and kimed her nttain anl again. She
strutted and freed herself. Indignant lean
we:e in her eyes. "You are a very mean!
boy," she aid, "und I'll never upeak to!
J'o:i n-ain." i
It was a mean trick, and my rheekn flush i
yet when I think m it; hut I was "only a
boy," as (irandma Steele said, when kite i
patched up the row; "and buy have im-1
Jiulirs, us well as Rills." j
After that error 1 felt it my duty to
ibecoiiic more winning and agreeable. 1 tried
with my boy's might to keep myself neat,'
nod corrected a dozen small faults, of which i
Mother despaired, in order to stand well
with Mary. Strive as I would, there wus
lost something that could not be- re
stored, and Mary's distrust of me made my
self love ache. Jt was only on New ' ear's
ilny that she treated me with the interest
1 craved. Dear old New Year' day! I love
the memory of them.
Though the Steele house was stately out
side, onc within those hospitable doors
formality was forgotten, until one met
(irandma Steele. Her handsome fare and
fine manner suggested high-breeding, and
unconsciously one put forth one's best
speech and conduct when in her presence.
MfctM added warmta to tba atmoanhcTc:
and mad) j&c accept Grandma Steele's for
mal kjsa and Mrs. Steele laucainc sret
in;: "My! 0! My! Jack, but you are a
tweu, a my rigntful due.
Mary was especially nice and glad to see
me. fc-e had two or three little tricks of
speech lately that I liked, and her laugj
a a getting so sweet and low.
Through the long parlors, under both the
big prismatic chandelier, was spread "the
table, that wonderful feature of New
Year's hospitality in olden New York. It
was laoVn with substantial and delicacies
all beautifully arranged; and on a side table
'.earning coffee and chocolate, and rich
punch weie dispensed by I'ompev, who
made a capital bronze cup bearer, in color
and tij;urc, always ready to serve (legem
men."
5lrr and I were getting on Tery well.
l.raniima Steele had taken us to the pretty
"I SNATCHED HER CLOSE"
I
I thought it a breach of courtesy to cough
or sneeze before her, nnd many a heroic
struggle have 1 had with self to avuid these
spasms.
Marv'a mother was itUncrethpr different
She was a small, fair woman, with merry j
little ways, a continual laugh, and the
manners of a child. The tort of a person
that one must pet, and indulge, and ex
cuse. My another was also a very small
woman, but hsr manner te Mrs. Steele was
that of a tall woman bending te a midget.
Y'ear after year passed in pleasant, even
fashion, until I reached the age of 12.
Mother wakened me ns usual one New
Y'ear's morning, but, contrary to her cus
tom, seated herself en my bedsids, and,
facing roe, clasped my hand in hers.
"My son," said she, "you are old enough
now to bear responsibility, and learn manly
way and ideas. Your father was a gentle
man. II was kind, lering and tender; ever
ready Wi defend a girl, a woman, and the
right. Re Bcrev drank te iatsxieation, and
hoped his son might nlsc re exempt frem
this temptation. Jf not, he prayed that
strength might be given him to leave it
entirely alone."
1 wondered why mother was saying this
to uie, when tears eame in her beleved
eyes, and she eoitinned: j
"I am tsflisg yea this, dear lad, beeanst
you always visit the Iteeiea a Hew Tear's
day, and there are aaay yeaig mea wheal
yea may see sasro yenag men whe drink
toe much, say saach, ssd wacee Ban
ners ace aet always the toaanerc of gea
tlnm."
I The I padsrstesd, sad aweKng my asms
about her aeek, pledged myself in the nemo
of ray dead father te he Fsnperate, faith
ful and tree. The belt ef Pi. Margaret's
broke into a merry eslms just then, and
mother raa away erjing :
,rL'p, a, Jaeh! My sen mnst net be a
alnggard est New Yesr's day."
The day had been dull nnd gray. A
whitey sense ef saow thrilled threugh the
sharp, wintry uir, which made the warmth
and comfort within intoxicating. Fresn
nine o'clock in the morning s line of on Hers
bad poured over the door Kilt vf the Stvric
house. ( 'allium tinp; ltd their Iksds of
decant looking men nt their curbstone, the
tails of rich coats nourished like black
witip be! itid the fl. ine ligun a, while white
;,l
HE UY PROSTRATE
table. We feasted, girl and boy fashion;
I had proposed a philopenn, and was
about asking for one of those pink ribbons,
when a party of gentlemen came in, ami
suddenly the -air changed. In n moment
it became evident they had imbibed too
freely, and were too hilarious for tbe so
ciety of ladies.
Cirandma Steele drew herself up very tall,
proudly so. She smiled and talked, but her
j smile was like the frost on a window-pane,
ana her words were like bit of ice strik
ing the sides of a thin goblet. In a quick
undertone she gave Pompey to understand
the punch-bowl needed replenishing. It
disappeared as swiftly as if he had been a
prestidigitator; and the black conjuror for
got to bring it back. Clever Pompey!
Mrs. Steele smiled and jested gayly, ex
changing badinage in her light-hearted
way, and looking very fair and pretty, Ehe
rippled out a merry laugh, as one young
man fell to his knees while making gal
lant speech over her extended hand. Across
Grandma Steele's face came a flash of color.
She stepped quickly toward her daughter
in-ls7xclaiming:
"Mary! Be careful;" but lie waa too
late. The daring young man on hi.
feet, and made a rush for the now fright
ened Jadv. lie causht her tightly la hi
drunken embrace, and started" to run )ff,.
with her. The other men were lauguing
helplessly, treating the matter as huge
joke.
Mary groaned and covered her face With
both hand, and I, in a fury of rage, dadoed
m front of the young man and tore open
his arms with the power and ease of aoma
mighty avenger. Mrs. Steele, thus freed,
fairly flew up the stairs, her fact filled
with terror and distress.
I stood by the newel post a second, flushed
and panting; gazing down in disgust at the
prostrate man. Then, as Pompey lifted the
drunkard to hi feet, a volley of curse,
black and deep, that were intended for me,
befouled the air.
The memory of my morning's pledge
came to my mind., I walked to the parlor,
and said to the three gentlemen:
"Your friend is ill. He is in hi carriage.
Pompey is waiting at the door. I will make
your excuse to Mrs. Steele."
They bowed themselves out in a maudlin
salin waistcoats ,"
in cout r.' t ,- t'
Kteps. -'cr !ih!
quests, nnd lay j
irrain f -..n-- : f
ie l f
I..
b.
1
hnt f
"Loiiic
i 1
;ht gloVM glesmed
i -i riisbed up the
were among the
1 tart absorbed a
knowlcdre.
:wid into mv
called:
lock! Aren't
yon g.e.i ; : . ; .
Win IV ' ( .
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w-rt :y i :' .
lro:i 'c'.jf'i f
stra.l of tv t v
fj jmket t:...'. I :i I r-
dignity for two jen . J
'a rrnje of Vc'r.'.g v.i
,w-.lf-pofc.ii.n that
t
I. ior. lie
"..-'a'- in n:nnish
. 1 w.is dad jr
' : - 1 1 avl;'e, in
' ' :; rs and bniii
.d t:iy masc.iliiie
"'oconcl.assaidthat
1 drised gives one
rci'cion cannot lie
fashion; aad it waa Ue rtwu&mt taeraeat el
my life whea Grandma Steel laid her head
oa ay yellow head aad said, quietly:
"My boy! My little protector! I thaak
you.
rBfahrtle
ndith 1 hear that you and Fred
are quite interested in one another.
Itertha Don't yon tell a aoul.
Mr. Steele came in ebjortly after that. 1 Edith, but really, I Ic-lieve Fred and
Grandma Stef'e met hint at the door, aad
bis order to 1 ompey, as I went home, was:
"We are not at home to-night, Pompey."
-ii. . . i , ... .-
""s muuia t 'eni 10 ooaruing- or three t
kuuui, cirrymg my iaay s coaor wiia me,'
in the snspe of a pink hair ribbon Mary had
worn on New Year's dsy. Surely, there
never was a prouder knight than I.
Y'ear by year the good old custom dwin
dled; killed by just such sights as had dis
gusted my young soul. Toe gorgeous toi
lettes moderated to modest gowns. Luxu
rious tables snrank to trays of eakes and
wine, or cake and coffee. Men walked, or
rode in street car, to nay their calla. Kara'-
ily reunion began to be popular. Still I I bo No.
made my annual call on Mary and her
mother, and grew no nearer.
The stately Grand.na had passed away,
and Mjry ometiua wore her pearl-set
miniature. Then i. y home was desolated.
My mother's death left me sad indeed. Mr.
Steele was a kind friend iu my trouble,
and when the worst was past Mrs. Steele
iioweil herself still merry, childlike, and
young. Mary, alone, I could not fathom.
1 had been in Paris two years, and had
corresponded with Mary in fraternal fash
ion for more than a twelvemonth; when I
suddenly wrote an impassioned letter, tell
ing her of my life's love, and imploring her
to be my wife.
She jespoiided briefly, and in the tone
used through all her letters: "I thank you
for the high compliment," she wrote, "but
why not keep on in our old friendly way?"
This was too much. I was hurt deeply,
never answered her letter, and resolved to
keep aloof, now and forever. Toward the
end of December 1 became uneasy, and re
solved to go home, or, at least, to old
New Y'ork. Vc landed on Xew Y'ear' eve.
and on New Y'ear' niornine. as the bell
f St. Margaret' were chiming for serv
ice, 1 lound myself opposite Mary s house,
looking over at the old place, with the same
ml boyish interest.
What a change from the old day! Every
shade of every house on tbe block entirely
ivercd its window, and on each bell-pull
was a tiny basket fastened with a buneh of
'jay ribbons. I was indignant. "A nice way
that," I argued, mentally, "to treat visitor
on New Y'ear' day." A closed houe. in
deed! It should open to me! And that
basket! Probably it was thegiftof some fond
lover, like the Mayday baskets of the oldea
time. Tied with Mary's favorite color, too!
Very well! I would tske it down and offer
ber my congratulations, when I handed her
tbe basket!
So I mounted the steps and gave the
bell knob a vigorous pull. Old Pomuey
onensd the door. He knew tne at ones.
and smiled "brosdly, as he said:
"Miss Mary.she'Il be delighted. Dis visit's
10 on-reglar; jes whut she like."
When Mary eame, she seemed a little
tremulous and confused. I remembered
the basket. It had fallen to the floor. 1
pounced upon it vioiously. In it lay a
card:
'Mr. Stewart Kingsley."
"Mary." I gasped; "surely you are never
going to marry the man who insulted your
mother 12 yean ago;" and I held up the
card belore aer astonished eyes.
"You silly bey," aaid she, and with that
ear vanished; we were young again.
"This." shakins the basket, "is the wav
people receive to-day. H e put out "our
basket, and anyone who wisbe may drop
ma card in k.
"Then he did net send the basket?"
"Oh.no!" laughed Mary.
"Well," said I. "what a sillv fashion: ta
tie five yard of ribbon to one's bell-handle.
that a friend may not pull it!"
"No. Only two yards," said Mary.
"Five." I protested, and then mM;
"Come; let' measure it." So I took my
handkerchief to measure and finished
np the inches on the ribbon that hung
from her belt. This brought us vry
near each other: my hand trembled.
but I had gained a fine courage. A curl of
my yellow, tousled head brushed Mary's
cheek. She flushed prettily, and. putting her
arms about iny neck, touched my lips light
ly with her.
I hat was a mean trick!" I cried, de
lightedly, snatching my darling to my heart,
and 1 11 never speak to you again, unless
you promise to repeat it every dsy of your
natural lite.
1 were made for eaclr other. YVe have
played erolf tojrether three time, and
we never have quarreled except two
me, whrn Fred vas clpar-
ly In the wronp. Itoston Transcript.
A ror-non Romanes-.
Mormon liislmp Then yon refuse
to become my wife?
Mormon Maid I must. Tiiirteen U
ssi.c-h an unlucky number.
Mormon ltisbop Oh, thnt'jt easily
nrrang-ed. I'll bunt up somr oiip who
is not superstitious, nnd then you ran
14!-N. Y . V.'eeklv.
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l.lmlt to II im Aulborltf.
"Y'ou'll pay your fare, you o.Id bum,
or you'll get off and walk," said the
conductor.
"I'll jet off all ri";ht," prowled Tttf
f''M Knutt, shufllinp toward the door,
"but I'd like to i-ee you or any other
n an make me walk." Chicago Tribune.
A'o Worry.
Yoiin? Author What do yon think
of my new piny?
Friend llt'in! Y'ou're in luck, old
fellow.
"Think o?"
"Y'es, indeed. You won't be worried
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THCAR th. bells of mlinliht rlnftnt
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Ther open to ths nttlons sll th
And tstl tnew the story ef
The wild winds besr ttielr mm
And ochs 'motif tli. dads
R seem te flest sltft ssd flsd
That sheds Me ssft and m
I THROW the mmme-4 wlds to hear th s
Thit rtnt si mtdnlrht's setam hmir t u ih I
Thtr brMths sf hapsisess snd sad each sasd aaa I
Tho dawntac f a erctesew ssera raa SM Tareai
Methtnlcs I hear the footsteps ef the Mew Year raai md m
Asradiaat, kka a ttttte child, h.traadstaa aMa.u.
His sceptar la bis aacer tamla, his k.irt s Mrtaf seat.
Ha ceniM t mIMens waltlai W His awralat s satas ef hf M.
f HE Old Year, fHtte ky a, laaras hi fast-tmehsHs th m
I five th parting tusat a snail t chaw she sa has war;
n.wunaa a. Ksps a uutneat wkr tks winter waaaa as lw
To aatch the music o the chlmrs that askar sa the dar;
He hears the bells at mltuight ud llaUc wilk s sisjk.
The monarch oid has left his throat aid all kisiakaaaf state.
And o:.w;rd cexes the yc ..th.ul ktiij banaith ths baaatef she',
Eaith-waicomeJ tj the el.csoma belli, with ekildlah kaart slats.'
OCOLDEN bell of midnight I th. !adsomsyaar ra Wtae
ltu..U.JI...l -J . ..
-uuiuii u u-vpy worn, u erovm.a i eTsry j
iu rrcry no.n ie, aionp ol tho ch.roej ij skoiac
AnJ (liis itli Joy the huT.ils;t c;t a.-d tur.olas kka thraa;
The plU on the vssty deep t rr.iir.irht gaus far
And halls the mystic music of t.u unvun bliuful bells.
And steers his good bjrk h j.neward Its liow Year's shlnlnf star.
A D."LLSthjtushrln tho yo
V 0 tuneful be'.is thit rii. ; c' -Hearts
glajscma rjr.w a -.J
As backward from or.e r:i
Rln? louj, O bclbof mii.Igh'.. t
Tho portai3 of ths injrr.iiK i
' '...a u;rod psean swells.
Cel.
Imesof lo and p;co!
z -ii -j thsf looey snow!
r -ya thv.-j.-uisxirrows cease,
.t .r.r.is F.cre of lone ajo:
. h t It th.o year,
The Old Year drops upDn th-! snj.v n u ,i .,r;t..i tj ir.
as i.-.o n3t..'n3 h;,l ths Nc-.v Y-.-. .- ;.i hi; .:..-y
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just what moment a temporary
or complete aberration of the
mind will result. Hea,Jache and
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I I I I 'I I I i s a III
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rou unr Married We men's
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Strong-mind, strolling leisure! mp and
down the sidewalk at the railway ata
tion in the little towa whre Ute train
tvnn waking a step ef 2 aiiaatoa for
Cinner.
"Yes'rn," replied the aad-eyed latire
lho was kitting on a naJJ keg ard whit
tling a atick. "Liit,T of em. That big
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of
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A FEW FEATURES FOR 1902
New Romantic Love Story by booth tarkington.
author of "Tbe Gentleman from Indiana " and "Monsieur Beaucaire"
a tale of love thwarted but triumphant, of gallant men and beautiful
women. It deals with life in Indiana at the time of the Mexican War.
True Story of the Standard Oil. By ida m. tar-
BELL, author of " Life of Napoleon," " Life of Lincoln," etc. A
dramatic, human story of the first and still the greatest of all trusts not
an economic treatise, but an exciting history.
Clara Morris's Stage Recollec
tions. Stories of Salvini, Bern
hardt, Mrs. Siddons and others.
A Battle of Millionaires. By
the author of "Wall Street Stories."
The Forest Runner. Serial Tale
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