The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1871-01-14
spread over her face, chasing away The
care worn look ofas few moments bo.

"You fed to poverty. toll saaering
Oh !my darling, ] hoped to have shel-
ted you from SUCH"
II fed from worse. Come, cheer up
all will yet be we'll I did not tell you,
the last time was out, i saw Carl
Graipger very much intoxicated asHe is
living nnW entirely on his expectations"
.AIaiaqrs mammal. Kriss Kisg.a's
coming. Sec /! see!h Hurral Old Kriss
liked to have forgotten us, guess !'
cried little Willie, shouting aud clap
ping his hands.
Florence arose is i, look out, when a
knock sounded on. the door; opening
which she behold standing bcfpres her
the old man of whome shc had just been
speaking.
Come in! am GLAD to % you /
Where haveyou been this long time And
how did you find US 2" Florcncs asked,
taking his hand AMI drawing him in.
81 found very easily what I had never
LOSE I've thought of you Gashh, 5ut
chose to como today. Itis s pod time
to comc," answered the old niiiss
"Comc SIT down here" said. William,
getting up and Offering his FsRn com
Portable chair
''Wait bit. IF ] set dtan,TI don't
want to get up soon. Bettet Know 6rst
how long can stay" answered the old
man, still standing.
"As long as you like. Ws arc poor,
very poor, but if you want a home with
US, We will not send you forth. Sit
down." answered William. 5SsFS;4.
"Thc same unchangcdl, rnurmured
the stranger.
"What shall We call youy asked Flo
renee. III.
"Kriss Kringlc! Tho chr;ldren call.
cd Inc 50 Let them continue. Aud
you may say Uncie, if yoa prefer" he
said. 5
v T.
s.. A comica! expression was on his face,
spiies cohtinuod to play sssbput lais thin
trv,1 a-s.-., t.-s. '.-.-i'-...r.. Assn,-. -
When Florence went ou To prepare
the frugal dinner, the old man called
the children, and listened to their lisp.
ing voices. William was Watching, very
IL Il I
were whispered, and little Willie, seem.
ing to understand, lowered his tone, and
the heads of the old and the young were
close together, ut some mysterious plot.
ting.
The fathers amusement was soon
changed to the greatest amazcmcnt when,
soon alter, as Florence came back, Viii
lie ran mp, cxciainling:
"thristmqs gift for mamma, and papa
t 90! kriss krinslc sent them to you!"
1t was only n little roll of paper. Opc-
ming which, they found, told in words
never palmer. No more poverty no
more toilingl |" Many thousands of dol
lars they held in their hands
They could not speak at fist. But
attera while. when they poured forth
their thanks, kriss Krinslc sand
Your home is mine, you and youra
are ne! All | have il for you. You
won 1t six years ago, bo,E Ct you. And
that day, you had another friend with
you. | knew him by name before;
learned his nature then. | heard his
remark when | was going out. Ha {!
ha He lost something then, didn't he ?
Eh 2"
F'n-rm"a a-d William .hnnrht the old
man was vcry shrewd To have read the
hearts of all, that Christmas day. But
be meant not what they thought. They
know it in after years.
"Go, make our children happy" he
urged. "And, my good child, take
this" handing her more money, "and
make the poor old folks you meet, and
the little chrildrea who arc looking long
insly in at the gay windows, make them
happy too"
Oh, what joyous Christmas it was
For five years the old man dwclt with
them, and then lie sank calmly to sleep,
loving hearts aud gentle hands soothing
him.
And then, from lawyer Of high
standing, came the startling information
that William Hartley and Florence were
the only heirs to all the Immense wealth
of uld Mark Grainger. Then too. il