Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1883-02-26

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of why my interest is SO great toward
comparative stranger, go to rest in
peace.
Christmas day, 1877. slept very
late this morning, and when | got
down to breakfast, only Mrs. Young
was at the table, and she looked very
anxious. Asking her if she was not
well, she said, 81 am anxious; | told
you, Mr.. Temple, about my little GIRL
insisting that Santa Claus had answered
her, and wha: is still more surprising,
he has fulfilled his promise. She got
up this morning, and running into the
bathroom, which we use as ward
robe, she came rushing back, almost
screaming out in her delight, 90
mamma, tum tickly, tum tickly, Sanity
Taus didn't tell u tory, there's q bass
tub full of sings Thinking she had
lost her her senses | said, MY darling,
are YOU sureP it is rather dark in there,
and you imagine you see all those
beautiful things you are longing for
" 'Oh, no., she said, in the most eX-
cited manner, and came back again to
me, tugging a great basket after her,
close up to the side of my bed Spring
ing up, found it full of candy, fruit,
cakes, and all sorts of sweets and
goodies. Those may be from Mrs.
De Bee and Lolo or Nina l thought,
but then the doors were all locked; how
could they have entered?
81 went in with her and her eXcla-
nations of delight as the 'buful doll, the
clothes. the tea set, a table, came to
light, were bewildering. She would
look at a thing, and then laying it
down, Jump around the room with de-
! light in her eyes and bright and vivid
color in her cheeks. Then all of sud
den she stopped and asked, ''Was it
Sanity Taus or bod who sent 'ees MAN.
ma? i think God put it into the
heart of some Santa Clause to give
them, | answered; but oh, Mr.. Temple
cannot make it out, am rs bewilder-
ed as my child; the presents all came
! from some kind heart. Mrs. DeBee,
IDENTIFY knew nothing about it, but per-
lovely things to give my little one a
happy Christmas. When | showed her
her little shoes and coat ! had bought
her, she kissed them, 'taus 90 gave
'em, mamma, then she turned to her
toys, her eyes beaming, and said,
Mamma, Sanity Taus is 'icher than 90,
and owe my dolly and discs, but oh
my, / owes 90, best as all. Mr.. Tenn
pie, you must be weary of mothers
talk of her darling; but she has been
my only companion and friend for
three years. | do hope shall find out
the one who has made my baby so hap
py,as | may thank him, rs only a moth
er can" | could not tell her how |
liked to have her talk SO confidentially
to me, and that | did not hope she
would find out the giver of the toys.
January LIST, 1873. This day, so pc
culiar in its keeping, all the ladies re-
naming at home to receive their gen
tlemen triends-this day / have spent
at home. 1t has been full of incident
and mistakes, and am afraid have
made noodle of myself, and so it's all
up with me now. Little Tot, as |
have found out Mrs. Young's little girl
is named, came into the bathroom and
catled out "Santy Taus? Sanity Taus?
Is 90 up zare?" Putting on my red
cap and glasses | leaned over and an
swered her. "I'm here, little girl, what
do you wantP" 81 wants to sank 90,
Mr., Sanity Taus, 90 is orful
dood man, and mamma sinks
so too" "What is that, my
baby?" / heard the mother ask,
land to whom are You tallling?"
''Santy Taus, mamma, oh tum kick,
he's up there" In my hurry to get
my head in the small window, my red
cap and spectacles fell off into the bath
tub below, depositing themselves with
a merry jingle, as if enjoying my dis