Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1888-12-22

the glstening star to the ceiling, 1t must have
been thrown down. The children then danced
about with their pretty toys, and no one
noticed the tree, except the children's maid
who came and peeped among the branches tc
See if an apple or fig had been forgotten.
"a story, a story" cried the children, pull
ing little fat man toward the tree.
CHOW we shall be in the green shade" said
the man, as he seated himself under it, 'and
the tree will have the pleasure of hearing
also, but shall only relate one story; what
shall it be? Ivede-Avede, or Humpty
Dumptv, who fell down stairs, but soon got
uu again, and at last married a princess"
a'Ivede-Avede," cried some. "Humpty
Dumptv,n cried others, and there was a fine
shouting and crying out. But the fir tree re-
NAMED quite still, and thought to himself,
''Shau | have anything to do with all thisF
but he had already amused them as much as
they wished. Then the old man told them
the story Of Humpty Dumpty, how he fell
down stairs, and was raised up again, and
married a princess. And the children clap
ned their hands and cried, ''Tell another, tell
another" for they wanted to hear the story OF
'Ivede-Avede;" but they only had "Humpty
DUMMY" After this the fl tree became
quite silent and thoughtful; never had the
birds in the forest told such tales as "Hum9ty
Dumptv.n who fell down stairs, and Yet mar
ried princess.
"Ah! yes, so it happens in the world,
thought the fir tree; he believed it all, be-
cause it was related by such a nice man.
"Ahl wel,n he thought, "who knows? per-
haps l may fall down too, and marry a
princess" and he looked forward joyfully to
IL aI-11aptinOr tn he nC9ID
decked out with lights and playthings, gold
and fruit. Tomorrow will not tremble, "
thought he: Il will enjoy all my splendor,
and | shall hear the story of Humpty Dumpty
again. and perhaps Lvede-Avede" And the
tree remained quiet and thoughtful all night.
In the morning the servants and the house
maid came in. 'Now," thought the fir, ''all
nv splendor is going to begin again" But
they dragged him out of the room and up
stairs to the garnet, and threw him on the
floor, in a dark corner, where no daylight
shone, and there they left him. "What does
this maan?" thought the tree. 'What am
to do here2 can hear nothing in a place
like this, and he leant against the wall, and
thought and thought. And he had time
enough to think for days and nights passed
and 10 one came near him, and when at last
somebody did come, it was only to put away
large boxes in corner. So the tree was
completely hidden from sight as if it had
never existed. 1T is winter, now" thought
the tree, ''the ground is hard and covered
with snow, so that people cannot plant me,
l shall be sheltered here, l daresay, until
sprinz; comes"
'Squeak, squeak" said a little mouse,
creeping cautiously towards the tree; then
came another, and they both shifted at the
fir tree and crept between the branches.
''Oh, it is very cold" said the little mouse,
cor else we should be so comfortable here,
shouldn't we you old fir treeg"
II am not old" said the fir tree, ''there are
many who are older than l am"
"Where do you come from, and what do
YOU known asked the MICE who were full Of
curiosity. 'Have you seen the most beauti-
full places in the world, and can you tell US all
about them? and have you been in the store
room, where cheeses lie on the shelf, and
hams hang from the ceiling2 One can run
about on tallow candles, there, and go in thin
and come out fat"
81 know nothing of that place." said the
fir tree, ''but know the wood where the sun