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i ;/L: : ,"% : :c&apos;. -,:f,;"-:: , . . tg:, 4:: .... , '. a(,;%. ;4, , ":  "  ,i :<, i17 : ,,,>  .... , Li ,-/L:}I Z;: 1 Christmas Spent at Club ! t,ty CR BONNE.' L/nme Rich tan Finds appiness in lta Claus 1 I 1 ,i I ] I i' E WAS SIT. TING alan( in his faslv ionable club, It was quite deserted, it had been for soule dayd " Everyone seemed to have other Lgs to do than to come to the club. Y had talked a number of timm, last time may had been there, of btlsy days ahead, shopldng, wrap- Ul) 0hrlst|nas parcels, helping r Wives or their daugl te's or their dchlldren in the gay plans for lstlnas, [Y he had no plans to make. He his employees, and a number of 's With whom he came in contact, money at Christ- nms time. That fulfilled his Christmas de- mands. Other years he hadn't felt it so much as this year. This year t h e loneliness seemed lonelier than ever before. His soli- tary condition sad- dended him. Well, he would go back to his suite. He would leave the club. Perhaps among his own bools, his own things he would not leel so i y' He would not dine at the club ; ld have some cheese and crack- I lad coffee at home. His excellent _ COUld always prepare a little er for him Rslde of the club his chauffeur and ere waiting; 4r got in and sat down on the soft, ,Usly Upholstered cushions, and :hauffeur closed the door, sbutting  clear, cold Christmas thne air fzn" noise of the streets--the noise ;IY Volees many people going of rug, With the higher voices of ren rising every once In awhile e the din. s soul Seemed to ache. He was ' Rlch, comfortahle, luxurious.  No one wanted hlm, needed it etll. red him He had every- for h vhich money eouhl buy; he had id, money to buy everything he That Gobbler for Christmas B CLARA DELAFIELD They Just Could Not Kill the Bird They Had Watched Grow Up From Babyhood AL, m a r m, I might let you have the gob- bier for Christ- mas," sat(I Si- las Hicks. "Heel| be a fine bird hy then. But I dunno. He's the only one I've reared out of that brood, and lm kinder attached to him." However, he promised Mrs, James lfinally to let her h.uve the gobbler. Silas Hicks was not a senthnental man. He was a farmer, and In husl- hess for the money it brought hlln. He had a brother John, ,who had gone to the city and mhde money hand over fist. J'ohn was a crusty old bachelor and larg-ely devoid of the sense of family obligations. There had been a time, five years before, when things went badly with Sllas. There was a heavy mortgage to rpeet, the crops hadeen a faIlut'e, and he had been in danger of dispos- session. Besides, his wife was on her sickbed, from which she was never to arise. Silas had gone in his despair to the brother whom he had not seen )r years. John had turned him down flat. "Father left you the farm because you Idayed up to him, and kicked me out Into the world," lie said. "Now I've nmde my pile, you bare the nerve to come to me for help. I don't see it, Sllas." "My wife's sick," pleaded Sllas, "and you've got more money than you know what to do with." "Oh, I can find a use for It," John rejoined caustically. "Maybe if you'd 7--. shown a little sympathy for me when I was hoofing it on the sidewalks I'd have a little more for you. Silas." Silas went home. Somehow he man- aged to survive the crisis. But his wife died. and he grew lonelier and lonelier. If he had had a few thou- sand dollars he would have sold out and gone sotth to live, somewhere away from this bleak New England coast, But he could Just manage to make both ends meet. Daily he cursed 0, II0t I. tff- erythlng! He wanted love . uCtlon, he wanted to be a part II thls going on outside the luxu- .,i_.nflnemellt of his car and that '"ml't buy.. Mix with the crowds? e COuld do that, but not as one am2 0sly as a loneh, man who ) l _tat bank accmlnt qllch didn't ,,:: the slightest. "it: yet COuldn't It help? Suddenly )in  an insplr,|tlon. He called ,iiurtbe, SpeaklRg tube to his ^." I think,' he said I will ,u it here and walk the rest of the l' uollle.,, ' ,llte Chaufl:eur was surprised, but he Itcm(} well-h'alned to show surprise. Where. got out before a htrge store ("11'1-" ill tile window was a decorate(! liter:units tree. lie went inside the ito to.' "o longer dhl he fecl so lonely. 'a's .-: had a purpose ill nllnd, lie ,. --.i art of all of this now, l'lllsel, Clndles, |'e.d cohu'ed paper, t'lbb01s sm hxv I ' all tm's deeorathals, oh. he b,,a00bt, nls arms we,'00 ]llt" with hundles , the ',vlt , .uers. It / "r:W I e bud n , e kl0wa l)efoi.  J0 ^,, ', tbc Ollle he Well I o.,, g his he- ]'S-... d PUrclla,00e00 I tll )a lie.sUmmoned Jlinltor to 011ely , his II , suite, which With 'tl :{llh d ['. r e cin'ist- ill lVlr--: lc.'?? er. He K ,Ill I,,.1 lVlthlJ t all OVel" NI 131 IltY for ,, m, the plans ule tree, for hl,,,, nu Sunta Claus suit. I -' Illld , , I lure u given the janitor money be- take. [ Course. This thne he would  Part il  ' ' qre -  the Chrlstums ot the chll- tilr t the Janlto ,. hlt 11 stlllas nlorning came. Never lllgl, h arls.en so ellrly on a L3hl'istnnts he w;g' Dressing hhnself carefully, llillllllt downstah.s He h ul worked Iht, ..ulte the night l)efore, clef,orating lil e, !)tlt he ,,'as not tired. JO:,..I',UIIIY there was a cry, a cry of ,,.eh as he lind never beard. ,ln' there's Santa Clans! Dear, "1'I Lnta Clllus."  ls i)t,el ( !sUitor's children had als,'t ' (!lutl ,'aid of hhu, but not so of Santa tie un(  h tool, 1,'l'lS  ' lld Ills tack, e " elba h )It' the tree, and the clllh.h'en 111 ' ' ' nl k'.'sed h m gg ti oe d , , I , hu, ed , ' veal hh 11.Ii . n. \\; lib what a splendid hr(O icy Iovt, d hhu t s"  the chlhh,en Imgged Sanla Claus uly for dhln ' ttlltl l.) , er. Ctirlous tldng for 'I% t ,, t. doing'. But lie stayed, and ht,h  !l'sl (hae, it I lost s Ice he hall li ('1111( It lllS{,  bad a ('htlst ' l , If, lu , " - ltllet .,. real Christlnas, it Christmas lolls{ill'I! h love which had driven tile ! ' (')lit ) I, 12,t Weteril Newpnper Unlon.) WHEN HE WAS A BOY [,t Vhilt u I)ig-I;e E': cd fellow old lhta (?hlut; h[lV,hoy ' is. He mnsl I|ave been a his brother in his Ieart. He started raising turkeys, and that was a failure. Only the gobbler lived, He used to watch the bird w|th In- terest. The gobbler would come cluck- ing after him for crumbs, And it was odd how it looked Uke John. tle began to Call it John, It had a queer way of putting its Iead upon one side and calling, as John use4 to do when he was a boy. Gradually, to old Sllas' fancy, the gohbler became an effigy of John. tie hated It. He hated it. md be was attached, too, He made a sort of petof the gobhler. He wanted it to love hlm, so far as a turkey gobbler is capable o love. Then, when Christmas came, he was going to cut its throat very slowly, bending its head back to see the terror in its eyes. tie would thus have his revenge upon his brother. "Yes. nmrm, John's thriving nicely and putting on flesh," he told Mrs. James. ":{ere he comes. Jolln I JohnI" Up came the big gobbler, put its - ,,.a,l on one side aud surveyed Silas to see If he had any bread crumbs. "Isn't he the cutest thing!" said Mrs, ,]limes. "I dob't wonder you can't bear to let me have it, Mr. I]lcks." "Oh, that'll be all right, rearm," re- sponded Silas cheerily. An elemental hatred for the gobbler had come to fill his heart. Ohristmas was at band. He pictured how, on the mt)rrow, he would grab the bird, he wouhl insult it wlth all the turkey abuse that he had I)ickd up from it; then it should die slowly, as he would like John to die. On Chrlstlnas morning he found a le{ter frolu an unknown correspondent in the city. Opening it, he read that his brother John was dead. John had left forty tlmusand dollars, half of which was to go to Sllas, "in memory of our boyhood times together, nnd in the hope that any ill feeling, if it existed, has long ago been can- celed." Sllns stared at the letter, HIs eyes grew Inisiy. He saw John again as a lithe boy upon the farm; his heart went out to 111111 across tile years. Gobble! Gobble! The big turkey was st,mdlng in front of hhn. its head (,l (me side. one claw raised, begging "or (,rllllll)S. "You great big faker, you !" bellowed Nilus, Tim gobbler, looking a Ilitle alarmed, )'et)'ealed a step or two, $ $ $ * $ $ "()h. Mr, lIicks. I'm willing to pay "or .qmt turkey, but sonmhow II feel ] .lus 'can't eat hhn after seeing him zr,)w up fronl I)al)yhood," "Wal. Mrs. Janles. 1 was kinder eel,ling that way myself." said Sllas (lieks, scratching his head, "You see, Fn selling out and going south, and I was figuring on taking him along and raising turkeys," C), 1923. Weltsr= Newspaper Unto=.) THE GUARDIAN Christmas March Was Played by Minister ItE minister had hung up his stocking, too. Tim sprites that put into It a caldy cane, a lollipop, a ball, an apple and a motor car that wollhl go, had added a mouth organ, nlost /q)prol)rl- ate and perhaps most needed of all gifts, for what other mouth sllould so dispense harmony'/ Then, after breakfast, came the pro- ,cession into the parlor and unio the wonderful tree. First, ltltlo Sarah, with the early ant] aided steps of her one year and the btg eyes of her first Christmas tree. Then denltlre Ilelen, blowing her own horn for once. then big Sarah and all the uncles, aunts and cousln, then father and nl()lher, and then the minister. DlaYlng hls new march upon his new organ. I When they were all seated in the i eh'cle they asked for the words[ happy of that new tune and here they are:[ 1 If birds could sing Ill Christmas trees,[ If they could hum with happy hoes, If they were sweet with all the spice/ Of all things beautiful and nice, [ They could not altogether be More full of love than this, our tree. Chorus.Mareh, march to the Christ- mas tree, It has a loving gift for thee. Then they all sang It, after whleh the beautiful tree yielded Its fruit. --Chrlstopher G. Hazard. f t, 1923, Western Newspaper lnton Christmas Telegrams Add Yuletide Cheer E WAS always busy. always rushing, always hurrying. He always had so many tlflngs to attend to and so many people were constantly pressing It upon his time with this denmnd, with thaL which required attention. He wished he could see more of his friends. His frieds wished they couhl see more of him. He was the sort they would like to see more of end at times they were a little annoyed that he was so busy. He was busier thnn was really normal, They said he had no time for the pleasant things of life and that he could neither enjoy things himself nor could he he enjoyed because he was always having so much to do. But he took time for one thing. He never failed to take time for It. Every ChrlsUnas he sent all his friends beautiful Christmas telegrams of cheer. He thought of them and he remembered them and every Christ, mas morning as his friends opened their gay Cbxlstmas telegrams they wonld say : "He always finds time to think of me on Ohrlstmas morning, anwayl What a pleasure this Is l"MbryGra- ham Bonner. I, 192.. Wester NSWSDaper Itlo.l -- "_...,.-  - _  - - __. REAL SPIRIT  F THE real spirit of Chrlsto mas is within us we will. Indeed. find thet it is more blessed to give then to receive, and we will give out of the full- nes of our hearts and because of the Joy that giving brings us, Instead of from any othcr mo- tive. So to get the reel Joy of giving and to receive" the rich- heSS of the Christmas spirit in fullest measure, give because your heart prompts you to end forget all else.Kathertne Edel- alan. (('. i'9]. Weetera Newspaper Unlo=,) So " " "--- = -m 5-- - - S| "It Is More Blessed to Give Than Receive" HIS has nothing to do with banks or savings accounts; but more money Is saved at Christ- mas thne than any other time of the year. Yes, saved. That uay sound al)surd to a lot of people who have spent all their money I)uylng presents for their families add friends and neighbors, but It Ls true Just the same. How7 Why, because giving ts the finest sort of saving, and not only savlng, but Investlug. Every good gift IS a permanent gain to the giver; I It Is better than a bank book carrying lhe same amount, for a gift Is more truly a snvlug than credit account on a bank ledger. If you want to save your money, glee It awaywlsely. Does llnt soun unreasonable? Re- me:abet, it Is more blessed to give than reeclve.--F. H, Sweet. ( 1923 %vtern N'ews'oaper Unton.`) AUNT MEHITABLE'S PRESENT Aunt Mehltable lutd a powerful and active hnagination that often kept her awake. She was ever eseating diffl- ('nltlos by hnaginlng them and making things crooked by trying to straighten lhenl out, "Hiram," said she, "I can't think what has got Into George; I dhln't like the way he looked at us this morning." "I'robably he was thinking of some- I)ody else." answered her brother. "George," began his aur the next , iv, "wlut was the matter with you yesterday mornLng, yon looked sourer 'n I)leldcs." "Nothin' was the matter with me," said lhe boy, "I was puz2tin' over your. Christmas present." Then he added, "Since you're so mighty suspicious, I gucss I'll give It up." Bt remember. Ing her g,)c4ness of ieart. George re- lented, lad, when the day that shines away ,Ill u.qeasantness came rdund, Aunt Mehltzhl) bad a new nlghtcapl --C. G. Haz,,r 1. 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