Evening star., 1881-12-28
RJPERT-S CEsRlSTNiAS.
Shut Ois i'm thc Cold from the Sight Of
His Love.

7rcn IRE Chicago Tribune .
Tie wind was laughing and shriekno as if ir
eifn mrth. ever and anon dying away into a
weird. soTrOwful refrain. like the low sob of a
despairing spirit that had come back to earth
only 10 morn over the sad sights from which its
gaze could not be kept. Over stately hall and
oTiy cot alike the storm king held competest
sway. and brave, indeed. would be the one who
dare dispute his power. The snow, which was
falling fast from a sky of inky blackness, was
caught by the fiercey eddying currents, and.
after being whirled around as if the demon of
the air were seeking its destruction, piled up in
huge drifts on the broad bosom of mother earth.
or hun" as if by fairy hands in curious and fan
tastIc shapes from the bare branches Of trees or
The chimneys and windows of houses.
God help the belated wayfarer on such a
night as this. an there be any," said PizarrO
NcI!nnesS. eighth Baron of oath street as he
sal near the roaring wood FIRE in the wassail
Aal 0i his ancestral residence. whose turTets had
lfetted the sky since Big Foot Murphy-Iast of a
Robe race-had erected it with the money he
Won on dog fight
Let us hope. dear papa that all humanity is
sheiy housed. replied the Lady Constance only
oau3nter of the grim old Baron and the pride
a4a joy Oi his life When her mother had died.
ON = oeautnui morning in spring. nearly twenty
year. a9o-a morning when the birds were sing
M Hoin every tree top. and the meadows were
eldhSitd with sunfiOWers-the nurse had placed
~ lhe Baron arms tiny waif of humanity with
EI'di wondering blue eyes. and the general ap-
az oi an 0verdone lobster. and pressing it ten.
,'tiiy 10 ms suspendeT, he had sworn to devote
NJ IKE 10 the daughter that heaven had sent
IN ihe httle Child had grown into a beauti-
Iu woman now. tail and stately as a Grecian
goddess of Old. but with a passionate. childish
love for her father
les. my child" said the old man. "you do
W. We. 70 wish every one safe AT home this stormy
ut t"r. by my hal;dum. / have not seen a
So one since the winter of 1880, when l got
H euCH long Job shOVeling snow for the street
iahNay company. You doubtless remember.
Ely "dfill@- \ knock was heard The Baron
S4'se ana went 10 the front door. As he did so
Ss.L,'iian form. covered with Snow, stood before
su al. IL was Rupert Rollingstone, the naughty
ary goods clerk
Rupert --i "'Ae'
She is"
Can see herr"
Sol much You cant, and with these cruel
"9luS the Baron shut the door
80, V' d moment Rupert stood like one daZed by
,aH'th gTlef Then. seeing that It was useless
WlieLnah longer he started for the front gate.
s eh nearly there he saw something black
b;ethins that reminded him of human form.
Dr.. ~ tie snow Stopping. he bent over the
C;rn1 III yule log" he said. 1.-The Nc
fLesses always celebrate Christmas i'm the old
mo 1i'o,Ied way. What a sad. sad Christmas for
ess.,-bbat bat stop. Mayhap may yet battle sue
,Jsnuiiy against the cruel fate that seems to
tbs az oeat and bear me down'-and placing
s,Is1.;- over his shoulder, he passed swiftly and
through the front gate.
s,a,sehiy minutes later Rupert was going up
smis aei oeiee' with light heart and a merry
th.VTh Vh MS pure. sweet face. He had swapped
-e log ior thirty-fiye cent necktie.