The Sunday herald and weekly national intelligencer., 1890-12-28

thing was dropped in it, and seemed to ring a
special chime Of its own that meant that YOU
were thought about? The foreign custom of
filling the stocking and sending it early Christ
mas morning has obtained more generally this
season than ever before The clever girl is the
one who fills it full of all sorts of little traps
that are personal, writes motto to go with each
one, wraps it up in many-colored tissue paper,
and lets the recipient have an hour of fun open
ing it. Mine had beautiful quill-of sugar
and kindly sentence announcing that sweet
words would emanate from it. Then there was
sayings-boX Of pasteboarl with small devil
in sealiugwaX sitting on top OF it and an an
nouncement appended that the surplus funds
would be the salvation of the household. Then.
there was lovely candy dog, pink and white
with tail twice as big as he was, and he told in
written words that he would be cheaper than a
fox terrier to keep, less fckle, and If starvation
seemed imminent, could be eaten with greater
pleasure Then there was tiny calendar with
hope that every day in the year might be
golden one, and an imitation of a guitar filed
with candies and a thanksgiving that l had
never learned to play upon it. tin turkey
with whistle in his tail that was loud and
shrtll, and he had on him to adon tale this
misquotation, "Oh whistle, and I'll come to
you, Babw There was a beautiful stick of pep
permint candy,
NEARLY As TALL AS AM.
which claimed to be the staff of life, and there
was rosy-red apple in sugar, the real. original
one so it was stated, that Paris gave to Helen.
Another one that was strealied with yellow
paint, delightfully."- indigestible, claimed to be
the apple of life that King solomon sealed up in
an urn thousands of years ago, and which was
brought to light by recent explorers and donated
to me for being good girl, so that might live
forever. have not eaten that apple l am
waiting untilwe have first-class President and
then L intend to present it to him. | do not feel
that am worthy of intlicting myself on the pub
lie forever, but when we get man who is
hrst-ciass politician, gentleman born and bred
and VINO is in unison with me as far as politics
are concerned, l shall present him with that
apple and request that he may eat and live for
ever Just now, as it decorates my desk, the
dog of my heart glares at it and thinks that
am very stingy not to let him absorb that sugar,
but sternly refuse, as proposethat the angels
shall have a chance of meeting him and know
ing just what his charms are. Frivolous Well,
maybe it is; but slight dose of frivolityis good
for everybody, and l am sure that if we all took
little more of it we would be better able to
stand the woes and worries when they come.
WHAT TO DO NEXT YEAR.
So we are going to start the New Year fresh,
we are going to do a lot of little things that
we might have done last year and didn't, and
these are a few of them:
We are going to say the words of affection
that bring happiness and not just think them.
We are going to look pleasant even if we
don't feel so, and, funnily enough, the mere
looking will make us get so after while.
We are going, if we are women to mend the
frock that is ripped around the bottom, to sew
hooks and buttons on, and not resort to pins
in hurry.
We are going, il We are men, to be more
considerate Of women, and not to conclude
that their lives are without thought and with
out worry.
We are going, no matter what we are,
men, women, or ghosts, or dogs, to be
poite-that is, to give the smile, the bow,
or the paw just as is most convenient to men,
women, ghosts, or dogs
We are going to read the good books, to
look at the beautiful pictures, to appreciate
lovely women, athletic men, sweet babies, and
amiable puppies And in this way we will find
out and grasp half the good things in life.
We are going to wish everybody, from the
President who is in to the President who is
out, from the intimate friend to the stranger at
the gates, happy New Year, and we are going
to mean it and help to make it one.
Won't you echo back ths wish to BAB9