The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1893-12-22
thought him n cross sort of mall. but

thought him a cross sort of mall. but
Dollie said:
please, Hans, should like to kiss
you," and looked ND into his face with
sucn a Joyous smile that tears came
into the big Dutchman's eyes as he
bent down and touched Dollie's fore
head with his lips as tenderly and
reverently ''as if las he told somebody
Tollie had been SAND in church"
But he told Dollie Ito run home gwick
outen de gold und vix her dree, al
ready"
Really, you would be surprised to
see how it improves broom stump to
be dressed up with colored candles,
popcorn bail, a stick of peppermint
candy, an apple, and an old doll
Dollie decided that when it was lit up
she would have to ask in the neigh
bors, as it would be too selfish to en-
JOY such a pretty sight all to them
selves. And just as she was thinking
this she heard Toms whistle.
Tom always whistled Yankee Doodle
when he came home at night, but it
seemed to DOllie that he was rather
blowing the tune than whistling it this
evening. 1t sounded something like this:
"whew-whew-whew-w Observation-Disclosures
whew-
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES hooo Gu
WOO"
and then he would stop minute rs if
he were taking a rest before he started
T again.
At last he mounted the fifth pair of
stairs and finally he opened the room
door, and there he stopped all cut of
breath. and beside him market basket
just as full of fat brown paper parcels
as it could be. And when they had got
it into the room and had unrolled every
thing and wondered over each separate
article, Tom told Dollie this:
1t had been bad day for trade. and
| as the afternoon wore on Tom was be-
ginning to feel that he should have to
come home without cent, when a
gentleman came along. stopped, looked
at Tom, and then put his foot on Toms
box. Tom was glad, so glad, that a
tear fell right out of his eye on a
''shined" part of the gentleman's boot.
Tom brushed it in awful quick time. he
said, but the gentleman must have
, seen it, for Tom felt such kind pat
on his shoulder"
When the boots were done the gen.
tleman asked Tom how much it was,
and Tom said on Christmas Eve the
( boys asked twelve cents, but he was
| such a little fellow. and no. over
strong. and he guessed his shine wasn't
worth more than eight cents. The gen.
tleman took out a silver dollar and
handed it to Tom, and Tom said if the
gentleman would stay by his kit, he
would run and get the change, but the
gentleman said: ''Why, my boy, the
dollar is yours "'And," said Tom, ''he
said softly like: "A glad Christmas to
you in the Christ Child's name felt"
said Tom, ''most too swelled to speak,
but l did get out that mother and
Dollie would be thankful, and then
somehow l told him my name and
where l lived. and how hard mother
worked and about your back and Ruth;
and then l told him how ! meant to
4, buy you and mother a good Christmas
Eve supper. The gentleman. he says
to me: Tom, you put that dollar in
your pocket and carry it home to your
mother, and tell her to put it away for
you until you grow up. and then you
take it, Tom. and put it in your own
pocket, and you will never see 1t with
out remembering this Christmas Eve;
and when you remember it. you will