The Indianapolis sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1880-1904, 1885-01-11

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git no supper. Bot l don't know wot made
her stan at the door an cry while she was
lookin' artsr Us. We didn't do no,hin' to
make her cry. An / don't know wot made
the young IN cry nuther. An'-bust mel
l don't Know wot made me most up an CRY
too. I wonder wot ii was?
But that amt wot I was goin' to tell yer
about Sanity Klaus, only it was Just that time
We used to have lots o. fun lookin' in the
shop windies seem the Christmas trees an
things. An wot tickled him more nor any
thing else was the Sanity klauses with the
bsgs o. toys an things piled on their backs
he a1ed me wuns Did | b'lieve there was
RELY q Sanfy KIsus?' Wal, the night afore
Chrismus we was sleepin' down TO q. +
Hartman & Co. s in a big psckin' box full o
strag, wot they'd left on the pavement, an
he says TO me, Pete, amt his the night
SANITY Klaus comes an puts things in chill
dren's stockin's vets hung up in the chin
bleyr An l says, I've heerd somethiu'
bout 1T, bat | don't much b'lieve it, an !
lever tried it, An he says, Pete. d. ye
think he'd come to this box ef We hanged up
stockin's TO the top Of il? Will We let's try.
Peter An says, 'Weer's the stockin's?'
An that uas a sumner, An be says. %.
yes, We amt got none, an YOU amt got no
c,ldT he says. Then he says, I
tell We, Pete, les hang no my
shoes-oDe fer you and one fer me, an les
see if he'll come" So l says there warn't
no harm in tryin'. an / hung 'em no fast TO
two nails by the strings, an | stuffed the
youngun's feet inter my cap an fixed the
straw round him an tote him fer TO go to
sleep fas', but | KEEP a watch TO see If the
ole feller'd comes or not. An | KEEP a watch
N them we shoes, an / thought of all the
things I'd ever wished fer in my life, an 1
wondered if ole Santy'd leave on top o. the
the box wot he couldn't git inter the shoes
Twice / heerd a noise, an | thought sure
'nuff there he was, an | laid myself down
quick an commenced q snorln'. bet il
warn't him, an he never come nigh the box.
Onst | thought maybe it was true wot Ia
heerd bout mis- leavin' empty the stockins
# bad children, an he might a lett nv shoe
empty IN I'd a believed in him. But If he
thought my youngun was bad any ways
jes' let him or anyone else say a word agin
that %youpgun, an pll-In-well les Won
let 'em try it, that's all.
never thought of his bein' SO awful sorry
mex mornin' or Id a done somethin,. but
when he walked up an seen the shoes q
s~wipgin' there with nothin' in them, biz
face kinder shook itself all over, an as hard
as be tried he oBldn help bis ewes a erwin.
an he says, with the creakin' IN his voice.
Then we's forgot" | Jumps up an says
Look ee here! We didn't do it fairi" ID.
you s'pose, Pete" he says, Its bein' shoe
an not stockins I'D make a difference2'
No." | says, but / guess ole Sanity has toe
much to do to git l. all lone in one night
an mebby ii We hang the shoes out sgIn TO
night he'll Gomez You'd ought to seen his
face shine up when l SAYS that, ID you
think so, Pete" he says, an J says souar.
out. "Yes. do" an | never lied s1ch a lie
since l was borned. an L made up my mind
that [ was q goin' to hsve s0methin' in thai
theer shoe of his that night So took him 10
a ole musicianger wot lived no 10 a attic. an
wot got TO teochin' him a little sometime.
how TO play a chune on the fiddle, an l left
him there vile l went out by myself to loon
for somthin'. | tell ye, l stud at the cross
ms an watched the people with bundles TO
see it they'd drop somethin', an | KEEP my
rye on people 10 see il couldn't git a CEN
somehow.
An nobody never guv me nothin', an |
had to take home the young un's supper
wot / begged at LAST, an nothin' else. There
be was a waitin' for me. Its mos night,
Pete, he says, an it'll soon be time to hang
up The shoes again. Won't itT An he wa
feelin' so glad that be couldn { stop a talkin'.
You's walked a long way to day, Pete,' be
says; have We had a good time 'thout me?'
An | says Pa q jolly time, but it was a lie.
An l had ter lie again wen he wasn't goin'
to eat %anythin' till / did, an 1 said I'd had
he'd my supper.
,Arter supper. l piled him into the box
again and hu ng up the shoes. L waited till
he was to sleep, an then | went OF again TO
hunt. But l watched and watched. an |
waited an waited, an Icouldn't find nothfn'
a. all but a little piece of branch wot was
broken off from a Christmas tree. 1t warn
no bigger nor my hat. but l tux it home. an
wen [ got tbeer an seen the young IN sleep.
in SCUM an kinder lsughin' in his sleep. as
if be seen Old Santa Klaus with q whole
bundle o toys for him; an wen | looked a.
on'y the leetie green things in my hand. /
come nigh bsstin myself But he moved so
| jest stuck the branch into his sho an crept
into the straw alongside o him.
Il didn't sleep very much an | woke up
fust In the mornin', and | waited for him to
wake, spectin' he'd bust again wen he seed
his shoe an nothia' but the green thing in
it. But wot do you think be did2 He walked
up. an he seed il, an'-he jumped right up
an sung out, ashiverin' an laughin', o
Petel Look 1t is truel They is a Sanity
Klausi Seel he had to- go all roun' every
sheer, In wen he got to you an me-, be
hadn't only this left. He put it into my
shoe, but be mean it for you TOO It's a sign,
Pete; it's Il sign. We amt forgot. They is
somewheer to take keer of usi
THAR wot he b'Iieved, an be alters stuck
to it, an kept the green thing buttoued up
In his jacket. An lie KEEP it till we goi
on account of his bein' took sick, an
went to the baker woman's an she KEEP us
put him into d bed an wouldn't let us go,
she an me took care of hin An the
musicianger come very often TO see him an
learn him the chunes. An be makes me sit
Oh the bed aside him. For he says, I'll
you, Pete; aa' I wants YOU TO put
per head down mere, on the plliow close TO
So does il an L hears hiri say
You's very tired, Pete. / guess you'sI
walked q hundred miles for me An oh.
.in't it good, Pete, TO be on a bed?-a real
)edl An then be SAYS, VERY soft, Pete II
somebody a-takiD' keer of usl Do YOU
'eD? An axes him, Is il the woman,
young unT An ne says. No An | axes
Is ii the m~usiciaDger?' An he says, No. |
Pete, They's VERY good, but | feels Some
BODY Else, too. don't know who it ia. butt
thinks Inn 6uding 'em out, an Pill know
very soon, Pete VERY SOON, iHdeed.'
AN they is one thing wot is queer: be
that SO often that l kinder gets 10
We've somethin' too. don't know wot ii
8. 'cept That it amt anything bout SAINT,
Alaus: but | believes somethin'. An rs
are OF ii, one mprnin' wen he's sittin' up
q bed, an the womsn's there, an the must
belpin' him to hold the fiddle. for
learned q cbune at last. an ne TsnJs TO
Jay it to me-. He plays it VERY soft, an
eeole, an shaky, an he has TO stop some
lines to rest. bat be plays 1t an be won't
IL up till be comes TO the end OF it Then
e saws: Pete, that's my chune. an its name
Home, Sweet Home. | used to think u