Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1891-09-05
SATURDAY, SEPT. 5, 1891.
ha Unfinished Christmas Story.
FOR THE GIRLS.

Al Unfinished Christmas story.
FOR THE GIRLS.
Tf was almost Christmas time. The
snow was very deep and still kept falling,
fal!ng, falling, as though the snow far
sea were going to hide the whole world
rom view and have only snow Carnival
IS Christmas.
A little girl stood at the window watch
~ the fakes come down. "They do
ok pretty. They are so soft and white.
But how can Kriss Kinkle come through
ne snow banks. Do you think Kriss
.inkle come through the snow banks?
Do you think Kriss Kinkle will Gomez
she asked her mother over and over again.
She asked the same question of every one
Who came in, or who would take time to
guess about the matter.
But the answers were generally very
Encouraging.
II think not" the mother almost al
ways said. They lived far from town,
ar because the six miles would seem like
wenty to US.
The mother knew better than any one
Else just what Kriss Kenkle would be able
20 do. There would be no teams going
% town before Christmas. If neighbor
yfent on horseback be would be loaded
Gown with his own parcels. The father
was not able to face the storm; so all that
remained to be done was to tell the child
rem not to hope for Kriss Kinkles' COM
ing. It was hard work. Both parents
we're sorry and would rather have had no
Christmas that year for it seemed likely
to bring only sorrow and disappointment
to their children.
By Christmas ever so much snow had
ALLEN that it seemed impossible for even
a horse and rider to get through the drifts.
The children went to bed that night
rather sadly thinking it would be their
zirst Christmas without looking for visit
rom Santa Claus. The boys, it lis true,
we're older and had almost ont grown
heir Christmas fairy but the one little
zirl still had faith in her childish divinity.
'I'll hang up my stocking any way"
she said, "before going to bed"
So with the help of an older brother
he hung them by the fireplace and after
Urging her mother to let the fire go out
soon so that Kriss Kinkle might come
down the chimney she went to bed and
was soon sound asleep.
There was nothing for the mother to do
but to make a few fancy cakes and the
boys to help make believe fixed up some
old toys and the stockings were duly
filled.
In the morning just at dawn the little
girl awoke and looking toward her stock
ing she saw that 1t was full of something.
"Ohl he did come! Kriss Krinkle did
Gomez she exclaimed joyfuly as she
hurried out of her trundle bed and took
down her stocking.
She turned the contents out into her
lap and then-Fm afraid she did just
what you would have done she cried as
though her heart would break.
81 cant ever bpeve in Kriss Klnkle any
morer she sobbed, Il know all about
these things. know just all about it."
No amount of coaxing and pettinc
from her brothers could change her opin
ion. She soon dried her tears and went
about her play; but it was very sorrow
fully. She had lost friend. There was to
her no more Santa Clause, no Christmas
fairy except her Papa, Mamma and broth
ers.
AS she was sadly thinking over her ter
rible misfortunes, as they seemed to her,
some one, a stranger to her, came to her
fathers door.
The little girl was very shy of strangers.
She ran away and did not come back
till one of her brothers came after her.
"Come in and see what you have for
Christmas, Mr.. Lee has brought you a
whole'basket full OF things, come quickr'
almost shouted the boy.
Afraid of another disappointment the
little girl would not then enter the door
but peeped shyly through at the stranger
Mr.. Lee, who was telling her papa about
the very bad roads.
"Come in, Dear. Your cousin Belle
has sent you q Christmas gift in this
basket. Come and see what it is"
1t was an old fashioned market basket
with towels plnaed tightly over it to keep
out the flying snow and Mr.. Lee had
come long way to make little girl
happy.
And there was no doubt of her happi-
ness as she sat on the floor beside the big
basket while her mother unpinned the
wrappings.
"Humph" said one OF the boys "Jest
girls playthings" as the last pin came
out and the wrappings came off.
But the little girl could say nothing for
Joy for there