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Nowhere in all the world, DREW! was there a Rene! appreciation of any-maria; cbee: thin in the heart c1 wlnszme Ina Will-NI. ti" 8100'" tioiiaic and re“ ‘in . I" m, 0g with, just now recovering 1mm a 1on3 and dsepcete lllnel. seventcen-yeal-dd m8, the only 1mm; relative of the slfl girl, nod m... down mm the valley of ems with her, suffering in mind and spim as severely almost as dld Eflflh, phydcally. But now, ldith ‘mwgrestly lnmloved as to be ableicsitup lnbedfcrherbreak- fast. Near her stood a small table on which was a vase ct red-and-white row. and dishes o! W?! $9139"!!! foodshe lockup thesaueer con- taining a hell-Oral‘! and looked in bewilderment at the well-buttered toast, eggs and coilea.

"1 don't understand.‘ shs au- nouuced. “I simply eani see how you manage to do all this, Ina," vi-iili a significant gesture toward the table.

The sistcr smlled sweetly. "Don't you know 1t is Ohfllmls?" she naively asked by way of reply.

“oh, yes. of course. I know it is Christmas. ma dear, but the season does not put anything lnio our pockets, you know. We can't afford it." ,

“Buiramqiniosulewemeo don't you worry."

Edith did not seem satisfied Ker @Xi!relsion of perplexfty called for Nrlllvr orphan-ion and Ina cou- tinucd: "Ive been a darling cleat- ure while you wIe ill. I'm quite sure you'll not smrove, even though I did it for Ydlir sake; but it really doesn't m\'ter, now that you gm getting well Nothing matters but Just that. Oh. Ddlhl You are my precious Chrtstmag gift."

"Yvifve been so good to me, dear," quicldy Prsvfinusd filth, ignoring hr!‘ sisters claim 0! daring. “but Y0u have not satllied my curiosity. H3" d0 you manage to spread such “luminous meals?"

"B? my boldness." Ina toaed her M“ ‘loquettishly and diode de- fianl-ly across the room, as if to cluracierizc her words. Then she mused and leaned as the footboard °i "it bed smiling teaslngly. “I “W Wu would mm it very dread-

ml- it is true. neverthelua 1 ms.

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"Nmwnse. ma You scum-z be °°l¢ run l! m tried. m don't know haw,“

“'1 W "mush. very bold. 1 guess. L-"sr- When 1 want to pay uia gas bill last wreck, I Jud told the clerk ' it-your "mm my giving up my position to “Willi vououriackurussauia °“* "w amt need. and 1m as "fl 1r um him mi help.”

Ina!" with Mifid with the "pm" ham"! to h: mouth.

“Yesl dldjustthatbsforefrsal-

11rd what I was mylng. I was des-

dlllfilltheYulctiggq-igmgy’ badaPI-Irvmboyondthatof decoration In 014w a,‘ i sachkindofevargreqygg Nllved to confer medal I Nlflnelcnthmewbopeagee‘ lllmlilliflflh. ‘flap-l ublqiflilylmmedgoodfor. llnethrougboutthgyeay-Jq dtvlf-‘INI-Whlbllml vllliwaoesetouiiweg; uncertainty-leeway, lll-ourihrmcr. I

You wno refiflm-i7 01d friend does no czedlt buainegg. Eerefusedtoletmehavemeitcins "ii-WW the miner: you has lo have medicine.‘

“But. ma, can: of a Walton Rising! what you did wag wtugl “WWW "4 "16 bIWI-i irlrlb face Illistered her hiunilistlon.

‘But the flowers?" Edith quggflgu- 0d "Why the flowers? You purely do Wt consider them a grave necessity."

m" "Ply Ina walked around to "i! table 0D which (he 21,11 y.“ stood and buried her face in the "BK “But the! are so lovely,“ she lid, “and I just adore flowers!”

“So do 1, dcarlc, but you ‘mom i» more Frudent with our scant means. Did they coat much?" '

“Much?” Ina hesitated. “Yes, they "lily Wm very expensive"

mil-h m growing extremely [.11- 110m. “You extravagant little impl How much?"

"N0." blindly acquiesced ma,

Ddiih looked really troiazled. "ma, 7°“ l" W0 Iluvokihc for anything m! mmifls- I never knew you to behave quite so foolishly.‘

m‘ m“ l Ifimaoe at her and drawisd. “Oh-about three dollnca"

‘Three dollars!" echoed Edith ‘my; I "WH- "Why. we main have more film three limes three dollars the 188$ time I saw you count m, money."

“Foolish, am I?" croonea m; g". lng fol‘ he!‘ sister, and filing he; on both cheeks. "Am 1 foolish for ""111 M’ Buwoss 1 had held on

Took horn a Meesengu-Bq a Large Well-Filled Baalfl

heb. You could not have had what your condition required. and l should not havo—" Ina stowed abfwtly. clapping both hands over her mouth while her neck and face went scar- let. "What?" Bdl-th waited, but her sishr only burst into a confused mgr; Then, "Bh-sh-ah—" she

hispered, laying a mum‘ on her lips. "Some one is at the Tripping across the roan, Ina op- ened wmi an errata-rd air and took from a menswear bu! I i186 well-filled basket, which she carried straighttothebeduadmtdown by Edith. "There," she said, ‘It is all for you."

“Oh, dear!" exclalmql the won- dering girl, shaking hu- head. “You mimic mo sorely. Flowers agalnl"

"It is not all flowers, I'm sun." answered radiant Ina with a prov- oking little toes of her head “Int ma see." With this she lifted the covering of carnal-loll. laid them lovingly in with’! 1A0. and delved lnio the baskelfs remflnln contents. "look! Here is a youna clliclm. l pound of butter, roll; 189. a bottle of milk, and INII oranges. Oh. Edith, it is all n lovely!"

"But where do all these lovely things come form! We haunt so

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AUTOCRAT OF THE LIVERY STABLE

in: w.“ mama, in mean Yuk Hand ‘lflbune Magazine.)

‘Iisrs is an Gd World IQnd that dumb annals become ardu- ilh on 0h istmae 8n: for a few mmne ts iu t bslose the naorning of the feetve m they enjoy the Ring“ of Inning their thoughts 1n wJde- rellsvlng in one burst cf garruitv the pant-up emoi. one of tn mtfre year.

But most of the dumb tnmals ln this count y have nsver real-d of the eendlnthsrignoraoathsy aszume that the night o! December it is like any other night. and they m kc no attempt to start their la» tent powers of speech. ‘ti: they gofvomthecradleiotheguefac- @017 as mute as Vlce-Prasid ntlai candldafoa-

If the doctor had not ordered Mr‘. Humberton Bmlth-Bmythe to take up riding, thee might have been not lng but somnofent silence in the hat Teabcn‘ livery stable on Christmas Iva- Returnng from a abroad. Mrs. Bnlth- Sm the had brought back .n lmg~ lish Jddle horse.

It w s this same charger that lntod ced his stable matzs to the pleasures of ora‘ exprslon. He hadbaenpakdlnthelssiha- bcze livery at be for the winter, along w'th a fat grry mars named Beale ind Jimior Mlfret’: Shet- land pony. And when, shortly be- foe mdnight on Christaa Ive, he suddenly locked over his shoul- der and erfalmed. "Me ry Christ- masP-thue was a violent stam- pcde iii the st ble. The snetiaiia pony squealed and the nay mare reared btckward, coming down with b.th fcrefaet in he fscd boa.

‘Sorry,’ :a'd the fill? sh saddle-

hersa. “I re llll tbt we barn‘! been introduced ferma ly, but un- der the circumstances I thought you w uldn‘t mlfd." e “I-I ddn‘t know we were on speaking terms," cried the gray mane ineneiuleuiy. She turned to the Shetl nd pony. ‘Can ycu talk. too?"

"Nat ve y well," the pony admit-

ted doubtfu ly. “I'm Just a little hoarse” "0! course, eonveraatizn isn't

obligatory," sad the sadde-htrle. "but I th‘nk it's rathe. nice to ob- serve these old Yuletide customs. don't you?"

“Indeed I do." lanes ere gray mars. ‘I n1 sclcnte wzndar ul?"

"'I‘hs isn't science. my dear," said th: sadd e-horse. "It's super- stltlon."

"Ifeelasiftoogbttosaysome- thing dreadfully fmpartrnt now that I've got the cba cc." the I117 mas sighed, “but I can't think of a thing."

‘There are several thlnrrdlike to say to that Mffnet brat if he were hue," growfd the ponv. "H! fed me salt-water taffy d y before

smiling roguiably at the elders did- nified dlsappmval. "I anew Y0“ would think me dreadful. said In! finally. “that is why I lave kept it from you until now. But l-ltch W me. Edith, in all seriousness. I must make you understand Wbcu I irfl- youeaaccsytopaytbosasmu. because to have failed would have meant no heat, with the thermom- etcr standing at zero, and you with pneumonia, I was nearly crazy. I returned as soon as poaabls and found you unconscious. The new woman scion the hall bad already called the doctor. He said you could not live unless there was a chanlr for the better by inidnisht. and 1 am quiio lure be did not MP0" that change.

"Next morning, w. Clark. the clerk or whom you sev I begged. cametoseeifthcn wasanytbing he could do for us.

“Poor little lllt,“ from Edith. Ina continued:

'11. took in the situation at once and m: his own physician. Dww Dunks. It. ll t0 Doctor Ihnls that we owe your life. Then Ir. Clark gent everything flint was needed for

yntrday pd my teeth aren't Il- stuck yet” ‘

“Be meant well. no doubt." said the g ay in re phlocophieally. “Whatever she you may sly aplnst humane, you must admit that their ntvnticns usually are IMF’

“Jud tie same,‘ the eadife- horle lrlllbd. “it's a good idea to have an undxstanding with your owner. He may not this it, but he will respect y.u for it. Alhcugh human beings are senstlve crea- tuxs, ill their actions are based on nstinct rather than on reason. Yucanttosch themtothnkfor tamselves, but you can teach them to thlm that they are think- lng for thcmszlves. They an nat- ural imitators. If one human does seaeethi g all the others around him lrrimedztey do the same thing. Thus you have aueh pheno- meza as books-cf-fe-uao th, bull- markets, week-end neurons and Demoentic landslides."

"But ther instinct Is felfly su' perequine at tines,” remarked the gray mare. “I'll rrvar forget how one o.’ thcm s ved my life. It was baitinwllLwhnI beligedto old Judge O ndlcwck. He was driving me lomia lab one Satur- day night, after spending the eve ing at the Silver Dollar sa- loon: it was raln'ng hard and ptch dark. As we apyroac ed th" wooden brdge cvrr Terbfne Creek the Judge suddenly pifled up and tuned the buggy aousd-

"fOorne on, Berni,’ he said, ‘we're gol g back and have anoth- er drink! Naturally, I didn't want to go. But he took the whip to me —rd back we went to the Bilver Doll)‘, where the Judge finally fell veep under a table while I dosed against a l-itohng post.

“in the marnng we lea nod that t e bridge over Te-botte Creek had been wash d out during the right! Bu: for the Judge's intlnct- an lnsii ct inherited from l long ilne of Southern anzestcrr- we both might h:ve plunged ‘nfo a raging to: ent rd drrwned. I'll never forget that night-and neither will the Jud_e; h's wife w n't let him."

“I will give human beings cre- dit for cne thing," the saddle- horse corceded. “They are loyal- The man who own'd mo in Enr land utezi to fallow me around b! the hour, like a dog."

“What for?" drinanded the Bbet and piry-

"He was tryng to put a halter on me."

"By the way," said the mare, "do you shy?"

"Well," repled the saddle-horse refleotively, “sometimes I do and sometirses I don't. I used to shy at everyt ing, even at mere curatce on bicyciw. But after I came over to this sountry a d saw so imany horses rot zhylng, I rather got out of the habit.”

“You'll find a few Middle-Wes- tern horses who shy.“ the gray more lnfczzncd him. "But not these eoph stficafcd cty nags. They conider it an a fe:tat‘on. Person- a'1y, I shy whenever I'm with some me who apprecftes it. After al', when you're tw nly-two, you must do something to leap up an appear nte cf coitisline s."

"Rea ly," protested the saddle- horsc gallant! , "I wouldnt have said you were a day ove’ skteen."

"You czuldrft if you want-d to. until Mm‘ ht" t e Sh;tl nd pony reminded h m.

"when I was sbreen," the gray mare mused, ignoring the intcgrup- tlon, ‘my ta wa so long that the ooachman c:uld sit on t. I used to pull the farniy phaeton down Man Street on Sunday aftenoon and every body turned around to admire me. There wes a big biacgsmith shop on the comer where the White 7.0m. filling sta- tion is today, and the shcemakers were ieal arthts. You remember the old poem. ‘Under a epfeldlng ohcttrut tree, the village sm thy stands for no nonsen"e."‘_-

"rest must have been a long time ago." the saddle-horse obser- ved. "It's lmposfble to get a oom- foltabis shoe nowadays"

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any d ewrpscrtly, ‘Why, !_ ean remember when Ira. I-lumbelon dlnttbfiuythl didn't have a by- phls to her name. Bhc was pain Minnie Hnltz, a fat little girl in pit cali:o bloomers and-—-"

"Don't tsll ma." gmancd ths saddle-horse, wfncng. “She's bad enough in her riding habit.’

"Habit, my eyel" the Shetland pony put in. ‘That costume she wears is s major vice."

"M s. Bmlth-Bmythe can afford to dress as she likes," the gray mare explalred. “Sh: comes from one o last Tezboneh first fami- lies.”

"ltdiculoiul" the saddle horse snorted. "She doesn't look to me like a person who ia suffering from bus blzcd pressure.

“Kind heats an more than coronew”, said the gray mare- “Irs true of hccsea as well a.» hu- mans. Prolxbly I could tra e my genealogy clear back to the Lime Extippus ff I wrnfed to. But what of it? I-beeve in lying in the resent. All I ask is a pail oi wa- ter, g ba c cf hay-."

“Attd who?" enquired the saddle ho e provocatively-

“Not you. certahly.” the mare replied, edging awav.

“But there must h've been some one-someilme," he in isicd.

The gray m re blushed a defcaio mauve “Tera w:s," she admit- ted at length. "H1 name was Boll~ var. He was a big black Percheron who stood slxtccn hands high in his ba e hoofa What g, horse! He pulled a brewery trurk. and when he went thlrdwing ov r tire cob- blestones with the brrss on his harness llnglrg and hs rruscles ripjrlng in the sun nine-it was a sight you ooud nevcr forget.

"re-elve ye:'rs ago he went away; I have nev r seen him since. Yet I still love him, and f0." me there will never b: rnyow ere. Sime- times when I am hxlf asleep I seem to sec hurl-standing im- patiently in front of Emil 8 has‘.- defs Sempre Rrom. But." the more sighed, "it is on‘y a dream like the bale of hy at the end o‘ t e rain- bow. You cant eat yzur wild oats and have them."—-

“Hush? cri d ilre 8h ford pony "There's somelrdy at the door!

The stable dcor slid open and two men entered with a lantern. “I'm positive I heard vo O68." said one, l-oldlng the lantern above his

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ed three hares dosing peoefillly in their stalls.

“I hope not," replied the other man fervently. 63y the w-y. I sold that old cray ma e in the end stal tosc midt, thebvewryes- terday- Of course, he'll have to use trucks when his plant begns run- nLng at full cspaclty, but he wants to have one hast-drawn wagon, for old times’ saIe-so he's going to team her up wth a b'g black plug ramed Bcfivar."

Peacock Dinner English Custom Many Years Ago

0N5 in Christmas dlnnen come and go. In olden days at e Christmas feast in England, next in Importance to the boar's head as a Christmas dish was the peacock. To prepare the bird for the table was a task entairng no little trou- ble. The skin was first carefully stripped off with the plumage ad- hering. The bird was then roasted; when done, and partially cooled it was sewed up again in its feathers, its beak painted with gilt and so scnt to the table. Some times the whole body was covered with leaf gold and a piece of cotton saturated with spirits placed in its beak and lighted before the Qlfl/Cl‘ commenc- ed operations This “food for lov- ers snd meat for lords“ was stuffed with splctl and sweets, basrcd with yolks of egg and served with Plenty of rravv- . The noble bird was not served by common hands; that privilege was reserved for the lady guest mat distlngished by birth or beauty. One of them carried it into the dining hail to the sounds of music. the rest of’ the ladfd foiiowlnl’ in due filler. ‘His dish was set down hefde the master of the house or his most honored suit. The latest flstlice of peacock eating recorded was at a dinner given to William XV, flan duh cf Clarence. by the govrnm- d Qenada.

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reh in the home, you ghouldhavearealChristmas treeusnoflilngsleecantaks ‘lbplaoe. Oldcrpeoplemay Akestunnlngeflecisthatap- Pill to the lmaflnatlon, or symbols in a fairy mumag thatwllldotblmbiltclaildren wantltloadedtooverfiowlw withbaubleaoleeioredglau, lopped around wlfla tlnseled

Great Yule Feast Given By King Richard in 1399

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Santa Claus and Chrimnu tree traditions com, to us from another source. William E. Head's “The English Medieval hast" (Rough ton, Miflln) quotes. from stovrs “Qi-ifvel’ 0! 101141011." an account of else great feast which King Richard I!" in ’v'v' ‘ ter Hall in the War 139. lust aftor rebuilding the hall of William Rufus:

“A most royal Christmas with 51117 JOiI-ltlnss and running: at tilt. where-unto resorted such a number or people that there was OWWQ-lyipentfiorfloxcmand 39° 111000. besides fowl without number; he caused a gown reg mm- eelftobemadeofgoldgarnlsbed with pearl and precious stones, w tbevaIueofILDOOmarkuI-iewu guarded by Chuhire men and had lbw: him commonly 1s bishops. beddes barons, knights, squlres, and others more than needed; 1nsomuch that t0 the household came every div to meet 10.000 People, as ap- pealctb by the moses mm out Dom the kitchen t0 300 scrvifors."

Saxon Words “Waes Heel,” Meaning “Be in Health”

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P d a big part in Yuletide cele- bflum- our Ankh-Saxon fore. fathers were excellent tttnchgf- men, and eating and drinking “y. 5 muaflfl’ part of every gala day. Stufled boars heads, peacock; 8008c. - . Pheasants, mince plq plum uddlng-thesc decked the board The turkey was unknown. That excellent fowl did no; enm- into the bill of fare until the dg. WWW 0f the New world. Of coursz there was drink aplmgy, Punch was the customary wasaau bowl. This bowl takes It; mm; from the Saxon words, "waes hael," mearfng "be in health" It was a amt bowl or punch into which baked apples were thrown to en. hance its flavor. wince ple origin- ated in 1596. It first was made from mutton. The Puritans cun- demned it as an migodly dig; mg the Quakers would have none of it.

Ancients Gave Presents as Most People Do Now

TEE custom of making presents at Christmas is derived from very ancient usage. It was a Teutonm invention In Latin countries gifts were exchanged at New Year's, writes James Waldo Fawcett in the Washington (D.C.) Evening Star.

The decoration of churches with mistletoe and holly is likewise a pagan survival.

Nativity plays and pageant; tn“ hack to a pro-Christian era. The Iports of the Lords of Misrule in England are supposed to be m in- heritance from the Satumalla of heathen Rome.

Father Christmas or Santa 01g; k idenffified with St. Nicholas or Nicholas, and also with Knecht Rubin-cut and mum Goodfellow. Grimm 807s that in some parts of 097ml!!!’ Knecht Nicolas is merely an attendant on the real gift-giver, who is sometimes the infant Christ and sometimes Dame Bertha, but who is also frequently conceived as

_an ugly dwarf, called Krampus.

Carol lilllinl by walfs, strolling street musicians, is an old Brit- ish cilstorn.

The first Olwlstmll cards date frwn about 1M6.

The setting up in Iotin churches of a (mrlltlllls creche is said to have been wlginated by 8t. Francis.

Selecting Christmas Cards

we unemecleuly betray our true selves wQa w, select Christmas cards. Peepla who live In our apartmnh are apt to send draw- incs of Qsmhoosaa that nestle cos- ily tall trees: a lawyers holiday is likely to be IQ?! with ssdhsna-couiers was.