Weekly Chillicothe crisis. (Chillicothe, Livingston Co., Mo.) 1878-19??, 1883-12-20
my names Funny"
"What elsePn

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That's all, oh! no it amt either,
Funny Santa Claus | guess"
Take me to Your home little one, |
want TO see Alice"
"Ain't you going to take Santa Claus
with you," pointing to the tall footman
in the gilt trappings.
No, we will send for him if we need
him."
So they climbed the three flights of
stairs, and Funny rushed into the room
with:
"Hero comes mon Christmas, and
we left Santa Claus down stains"
The gentl5man followed her into the
room, his eyes rested on Alice, his face
became very pale, and stretching out
both arms he exclaimed:
"My Claribelr'
That's what mamma used to call
Funny" returned she, my namo is
Alice"
Sho paused; the old far.away look in
her eyes, gradually changing, to one
of wonder and joy, and pointing to his
face she exclaimed"
"lhe picture, Funny! The picture"
thea drawing nearer, "pm so glad You
have come at last, it is so tired to wait
so long" and leaned her head against
his arm.
The gentleman did not dare trust
himself TO speak, his feelings wero too
full for uttcrance. christmas, I'll
love YOU cause you make my Alice
glad" said Funny.
"hly children, do you not know what
Christmas meansP"
"No. sir"
Tntn taking Funny up in his lap, he
told to these ignorant ones that won
darful beautiful story of the Christ
Cnild, and of the beautiful home that
he is getting us ready for, where there
will be no more sorrow, no sickness,
but all will be well ana happy forever.
"Thij dear Father has sent mo to
yOn, my children, no need to examine
tho contents of that well-known trunk,
IL recognize my Claribel in you dear"
Laying his hand on Alice's head.
"Do you want to 60 with me to my
beautiful home, and have it for your
homoPn
"Oh yes! we do, don't we AliceP"
But Aico looked up in the gcntleman's
face and said:
please sir, can't l 90 10 the other
Home with Him?"
The gentleman put his arms round
her, "%ould my Alice leave me so
suon?n
Just then the door opened, and Mrs.
Brady appeared. She lifted both hands
in amazement, at the unusual sight of
n stranger, and exclaimed:
"Suro its the blessed childers grand
father!'
And Mrs. Brady was right. The pa
perS in the trunk we're not needed to
tell the gentleman these were his
grandchildren.
He had como all the way across the
ocean TO find his Claribel, the chill
drcn's mamma; and beg her forgive.
ness for his harshness in turning her
from him, but his Claribcl was gone to
her long home, and he found in her
stead his little grandchildren; and oh!
how his heart smote him, when he re-
membered that all their poverty, and
sorrow might have been avoided, had
he listened to her prayer for his for
giY'ncss; for marrying against his will
And he resolved to devote the rest of
his life to them. The children could
not believe it was true. And when after
awhile, they all--Bradys and all-drove
in the HANDSOME carriage, to the big
hotel, and entered the bright, warm
room, and saw tho table spread with
everything nice you could think of,
they were too happy to speak.
Alice was afraid it was just "a think"
but no; there was no little square wir.
dow, and this had always been in
separable from "a think
And the next day was Christmas,
and such Christmas.
Funny, or Craribtl, as she was nov
called, was perfectly happy, for Santa
Claus bought her big wax doll, with
real hair on its head, and blue shoes
on, and blue satin dress, and more
candy, and goodies than sho had seen
in all hcr life.
Aud Mrs. Brady, kind Mrs. Brady,
could not believe that she should never
-ouch the wash-tub again, 1t was too
good to bo true, she thought.
o! what happy Christmas, never
any more hunger, or sorrow, but all
bright and happy before them. {
And Alice-dear, patient Ahce-be-
ore another Christmas came, she had
lcr wish, and Invent to the "Other Home l
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