The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1890-12-25

the front door, which had evidently been
left ajar by careless servant.
Through the open doorway Teddy saw a
portly gentleman, his clothes covered with
snowdakes, struggling along against the
wind. The gentleman stopped for an in
slant, as if to study the house numbers
As he turned his face towards the doorway
little Teddy came bounding out crying:
'Oh, Santa Clausi Santa Clausp his
form shaking with excitement.
Hello yourself, little one" answered
the man; and then he went off in lit of
laughter
SIS you Santa CLAUSE" asked Teddy, his
eyes glistening like diamonds.
'Of course l is" came from the man,
and this time he nearly choked with sup
pressed mirth.
Where's your reindeer and sleigh, Mr..
Santa CLAUSE" asked Teddy, hardly con-
WINGED, because the jingling bells, the rein
deer and sleigh full of toys were not in
sight.
"Ha, ha, ha, roared the man, "I've left
them around the corner" and then he
fairly shook at his Joke
ooh, said Teddy, and then, not waiting
for further formaiities, he rushed down the
stairs and catching the stranger by his
hand, cried, Come right in, Mr.. Santa
Claus, come right in. l want you to give
mamma something to make mamma well. -
he tuSSeu away, leduliiS HIS CdUtd SlduS
up the stairs as he spoke.
Mr.. Stanwood, who had heard the voices
and saw the open door, came rushing out,
his face showing astonishment at the pict-
ure he beheld.
1.-THE little one thinks that ] am Santa
claus, said the man, noting Mr.. Stan
woods look of surprise.
YES cried Teddy" have found Santa
Claus, and he is going to make mamma
WE'LL"
.Come, Teddy, you mustn't bother the
gentleman. Come in out of the cold, -
said Mr.. Stanwood, taking hold of the
child's hand.
my wife, sir, he continued, turning to
the stranger, sis very ILL., and my little boy
thinks that Santa Claus will cure her"
Perhaps | can, sir, replied the gentle
man; 81 am physician and stranger in
this city, am looking for the house of
some friends who live on this square"
Something in the mans tone and bear
ing struck Mr.. Stanwood favorably, and
clutching at any hope, no matter how
wild, he begged the stranger to enter.
Once within the house, Mr.. Stanwood
hurriedly told the gentleman about his
wife's illness: how she had been slowly
sinking with some complaint that baffied
and puzzled the best physicians in the
city. The family physicians had told him
but an hour before to prepare for the
worst.
The strange gentleman listened, and
when Mr.. Stanwood finished took from
his pocket a card-case, and taking out a
card handed it TO him.
The card bore the name
civilian Deventhal. NJ. D.,
Seattle, WASH"
"Will you see my wife and save her, DIR.
Deventhal?" anxiously asked Mr.. STAN
wood.
81 will do what can, sir,' replied the
doctor.
In few moments he was at the bedside
of the sick woman. When he returned TO
the library half an hour later his face,
though grave, shone with hope.
Mr.. Stanwood rushed eagerly towards
him.
Not waiting for the inquiry which was
forming itself on Mr.. Stanwood's lips, DR..
Deventhal said:
Have hope, my dear sir, / believe We
can still do something for your wife
will send you some medicine as soon as
reach nv friends house. Follow the di-
rections written to you and in the morn
ing / will call again"
Without waiting for further conversation
DR.. Deyenthal inquired the directions to
the residence of his friend, and in mo-
ment was gone.
In half an hour messenger returned to
the Stanwood mansion and delivered a
bottle of medicine. With the medicine
was brief note, giving directions for its
use, signed by William Deventhal, VI. d.
week later merry party was assem-
bled in the library of the Stanwood home.
Mr. Stanwood lowered over an easy chair,
in which reclined his wife, still weak from
her recent illness. Several friends sat
about, all talking of Mrs. Stanwood's Won
derful recovery.
Their frequent glances towards the door
showed that they were expecting someone.
ring of the door-beu started little
Teddy bounding towards the hallway
shouting, Here's Santa Claus"
A moment later DIR. Deventhal entered
the library, tossing Teddy in his arms, the
little fellow CRYING out in merry laughter
Welcome, DR.. Deventhai, exclaimed
Mr.. Stanwood, rushing forward; always
welcome, our good Santa Claus. We can
never thank you enough fer restoring 10
US our most beloved
Tut, tut. broke in DIR. Deventhal. at
wasn't me that saved your wife"
But our family physician says it was
wonderful cure, interposed Mr.. Stan
wood
..of course it was said DR.. Deventhal.
at was a wonderful cure, made by Won
derful medicine, but, | pray you, don't
give me al the credit. Give the honor