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Omaha daily bee., 1895-12-22

him through and through qusstioningly.
"Then-then," she said with dignity, who
are you?"
There. there, little 'un. Don't look Sc
I'm "a. l don't darst tell" He dropped
his face before her wide look. II wouldn't
hurt we for the world"
But Daisy looked grave and troubled. She
was lost in wonder over her visitors identity.
If he were not Santa Claus who could he
be? Didn't you bring me my doll, SIR she
asked gently. He shook his head before the
searching question. He felt that he would
rather confront a roomful of judges than this
child's beautiful faith. which he had crushed
forever. He wouldn't have done it to his
children for the world. As she still looked at
him with her large innocent eyes he suddenly
burst out: Fore God, I didn't bring 1t. I
took 1t out to carry home to my own little
gal. Sh-sh! Don't make a noise, little lady.
I'm a poor man, out of work. with a starving
family, and If they'd catch me here I'd be
jagged"
"Jugged? What's that?" asked Day, open
ing her mouth.
Sent up-put in prison."
"Oh! that's awful! | don't ses what they
can put YOU in prison for. You haven't done
anything"
The man shook his head knowingly and
pointed at the wide burlap bag. ITS the
first time" he said. 81 was fired from the
Consolidated three weeks ago
Fired" interrupted the child, prettily per-
Omaha daily bee., 1895-12-22
LABOR AND INDUSTRY.

A new grste ils steam boilers has been de-
vised. in which the bars Of the crate are
hollow tubes and are constructed to serve
as feed-watsr heaters.
A Geneva awHtchmaker has almost COM
pleted a watdi. which will call out the hours
upon a spriBgt being touched. 1t contains
a very small photograph.
Irish peatTs made into an antiseptic wool
by a Germanssyndicate, and has been adopted
for army use by the French government.
There are As. 900 artists In Paris, more than
half Of them painters. The number of paint
ings sent in to the exhibitions last year was
about 10000.
The Anaconda Standard makes the state
ment that between 1900 and 1000 more mtn
are employed in and around Butte than ever
before. even when the silver mines were
running. The mines OF that district pay out
$40 900 per month for wages.
A fire engine using electricity as the mo-
tive power for Its pump has recently been
devised by a firm In Brooklyn, N. Y. Cur
rent from a trolley road or from any in
candescent light circuit will answer. II is
said to be very satisfactory.
An odd instrument has just been Invented
combining a fan and an ear trumpet. The
deaf lady. when she wishes TO hear what
is being said. folds up her fan into a shape
somewhat like the paper packets used by
Omaha daily bee., 1895-12-22

grocers, and applies the small end to her
ear.
An attempt is being made to grow the
Australian salt bush in the alkali regions
of Arizona. 1t is similar to alfalfa and
makes an equally good food for stock. If
the experiment is successful, it will result
in the reclamation of vast tracts Of land
now worthless.
Mr.. Petry of New York has devised and
patented electric lighted bulletin boards
which are used with great success. The
bulletins are made of ground glass, mounted
in frames, in front of which are set parallel
glass plates one-eighth of an inch apart.
The letters are of metal, enameled black,
and are fastened by means of a spring on
the back, which is thrust into the one-eighth
inch slot between the parallel glass plates.
Electric lights behind the white glass pro-
iect the letters with wonderful clearness
at night, and no weather can blur them.
Few journalists realize the fact that no
single important industry in the United
States shows such a continued and remark
able growth during the last forty years as
periodicals. For instance, in 1850 the ag-
gregate circulation per issue of all classes Of
newspapers was a little over 5000, 900 copies.
In 1860 it had increased nearly threefold,
aggregating about Ia, 600, 600. In 1870 it was
q, 900, 600; in 1880 80, 900, 900, and in 1890 it
had doubled, reaching a total of 10000 900.
When we turn to the aggregate number
of copies issued of all the newspapers dur
ing the year we are dealing with billions,
not millions. From less than half a billion
copies forty years ago, re find that the news
paper press had, in 1890, increased more than
tenfold, and can now boast of a total annual
aggregation of about 4.700, 900, 900 copies. At
the same rate of increase of circulation
we must now be printing 5000, 900, 900 of
comics annually,
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tie papers. l want you to give my little
brother a train of cars with a real locomotive.
And l guess I'll do with the doll that knows
how to talk. You look so tirsd and sick
won't bother you any more" She looked
Santa Claus in the face with such pretty,
tender sympathy that lie turned mis- head
away; he found it hard to me;t her trustful
eyes. As he stirred the sack across his
shoulder gave a metallic clank. The man
started again. Then he carefully put his bag
on the floor. A cry Of rapture broke from
the child, for in the visitors right rend she
saw that very doll on which she had set
her Christmas heart.
Don't put it in the stocking, dear Santa
Claus. Let me have it now. Mamma said
you wouldn't disappoint me-" She held out
her little eager hand.
The Saint slowly dropped the doll into 1t.
Astonishment sat on the rude face under the
big cap. Then a touch OF tenderness
softened It. For a benefactor of the children
of the race he seemed strangely embar-
raised.
First he stood upon one foot watching
the child's rapture over the photograph
doll. Then he shifted to the other and
shrugged his shoulders and looked sheepish
and then he began to grow red in the face.
Daisy looked up him him Enthusiastically.
Say, Mr.. Santa Claus, make it talk! Show
me how"
81 dunno" he answered, in a gruff whis-
per.
'Well, l suppose mamma will" she said
with resignation. ''Show me what you've
got in the bag! l want to see what you give
other children besides u.s.
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EVEN WITH THE BRITISH.
They Were Piled with n Drink Of
Which Whey KneNY Nothing.

"'y hhS thIh
About twenty years ago, says a writer in
the New York Press, when we were at
Gibraltar. having been ordered to Join the
European squadron, the officers of one of her
Britannia majesty's ships of war gave US a
dinner Oh board, and made every one of the
younger Americans roaring drunk, while
many of the older ones had some difficulty
getting down the gang way. Our captain
was very wroth. He called us all up the
next morning and lectured us. In a few days
he returned tbs courtesy of the British Off
GERS, inviting them all to dine aboard our
ship. DR.. King. one of the surgeons on board,
a nephew OF the noted journalist, Judge
King Of Philadelphia, and a Philadelphian
himself by birth. asked the captain II he
would like to get even with the British for
not possible to do 1t; that the British could
drink all cur boys under the table. King
insisted. and finally was allowed to make the
attempt. He made a few gallons Of fsh-house
punch and served the innocent looking liquid
literally among the visitors. Tney had never
tasted anything like 1t. and could not get
1t down half fast enough. At midnight each
Of them was lowered from the end Of the
yardarm In a net, carefully deposited In a
boat and borne to his ship, where he was
hauled aboard in the same way. don't
think we saw an Englishman for a week.
Poor King - dead. He was the third hus-
band OF the famous North Carolina beauty.
Miss Minnie Henderson,. who had been sue
cessiyely Mrs. John Tunis and Mrs. Andrew
Sigourney OF Norfolk. Va. After dispos-
ing Of the three husbands she. too, died, leay-
ing a handsome daughter. Minnie Tunis, who
has disappeared from public view.
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white. he uttered an exclamation

in white, he uttered an exclamation Of
wonder.
- / guess you're late tonight" said
Day coming nearer. You must have an aw-
full hard time with so many boys and girls -
Look ahere," growled the saint. are We
%alone?"
"of course I am MIR. Santa Claus Little
Day stood close beside her Christmas hero
and locked at him critically. THE boys are
left this time. They said. that Santa Claus
was all poppy Geek she continued, nodd-
ing her head earnestly. and | told them thsy
didn't know anything about it. But you look
awful tired and cross. Have you malaria ?
Our cook has; she looks just like you"
Santa Claus locked about furtively. After
a satisfactory eye and ear inspection he took
a step forward and gazed dow at the little
helpless girl. His face wore a sardonic ex-
preston.
80 you take me for Santa Claus, do you,
little miss?"
"Of course | do" answered Day. simply
Then, putting her little foreinger up with
mock menace, she continued. playfully: you
can't fool me-
oh, Lordy!" the saint put his hand up to
his mouth, trying TO stife an expression Ct
mirth.
II don't want 1t all filed up with oranges
to make 1t look big. 1t isn't fair con-
tinued the little maid, serenely. Nor raw
toma 'oes, either. Nor | don't like Jumps of
sugar and old beans done up in lots Of lit
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gularly appropriate and happy. The neigh
bors look out Of the windows, some enviously.
some approvingly; for 1t is Christmas day.
Jack Turner lives upstairs, sir"
Loaded with parcels. two visitors find their
way up the hacked stairs.
TIE door opens. a man sitting modify in
a chair starts at Days impulsive knocks. The
superintendent the man whom he has hated
more bitterly than all other men in the
world, walks in with singular unconscious
ness, straight to the table, and pitches the
bundles upon 1t. The children In the room
stare. The wife says something, nobody
notices what. The man looks as If he would
liken to sneak away.
Now Day begins to notice a child of her
own age fondling a gorgeous doll. The visi-
tor makes straight for this point and both
are soon oblivious to what is going on about
them.
Tell me your story, and the whole of it,
Turner" The superintendent sits down be-
side the company's discharged motorman. "1f
you won't say anything about my visit here, /
won't mention yours to my house. Now,
we're quits" He laughed, trying to put the
man at his ease.
While the children play, the man talks, and
the officer understands. If there could only
be more man and man interviews between
employer and employe, there would be fewer
disastrous misunderstanding.
II guess we've both been wrong" Mr.. Par
ker spoke cordially after listening for a quar-
ter of an hour. Report for work right
away
"That'll settle the strike, sir" said the
motorman,s standing up with new manhood on
his face.
zone thing more, Turner" his superior
officer says in a whisper.
II hope you've turned over a brand new
leaf. You must promise me-
The mans eyes fill. He glances over at
the two little girls, unconsciously playing to-
gether. The wonderful doll says, papa"
mamma" and then wheszes.
IN need Of that, sir. I'm a different man
since the devil struck me last night. She did
it! God bless herr
amen" whispers the superintendent,
you've got one of your own
Thus the great strike ended on Christmas
day. and Santa Claus did it.
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not at all afraid. She stepped very softly.
In a few moments she stood at the library
door. 1t was closed but not la.ched. She
pushed II open gently. and stepped In.
AS she did SO her heart gave a great leap
at the sight that confronted her, Her first
impulse was to scream. but Immediately her
better judgment came to her rescue. She
remembered that 1t was Christmas eve yet.
why. it's Santa Claus!' she thought.
"He must be late" She stood quite still.
Now Santa Claus had not seen and did
not hear her. So she had a good chance
to look him over. He was a tall, thin saint,
entirely dirersnt from the preeonceiyed idea
In this respect. But in others he was like
enough. He was dressed In a huge goat
kin coat, OF the natural white color, and
he had a bag slung over his shoulder At
this moment. in the soft light of thu embers,
he could be seen bending over the blue silk
stocking. What, oh, what was he putting
into II?
"Please. Mr.. Santa Claus" came a treble
voice. don't forget the doll that talks"
The saint whirled about like a startled
malsfactor. His hand sought the breast
pocket. But when he saw the little vision
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Now the man began to clme to his senses,
He bent his head as II to detect any sound
and took hold Of the bag. Again 1t gave forth
a metallic clank.
That's the cars! and the locomotive!
Let's seer Day clapped her hands-once-
and then suddenly found them clenched to-
gether In an irresistible grip,
"Oo-oo-oh!' she began to cry. Santa
Claus. you hurt?"
'Sh-shi" commanded the man. I'm not
Santa Claus. I'm" The fire died away, and
suddenly left the two in darkness. Imme-
diately there was a flash Of light coming
from a lantern whose slide had been opened.
The CLEAN traversed the child's face and in
that moment OF passing the man saw an ex-
preston he will never foget. 1t was not one
of physical paint was that Of a little soul
whose childhood faith and hope and visions
had been shattered by a rough blow.
why pale little miss" The man had a
heart and he began to show 1t. He dropped
upon one knee and put his harsh head close
to the child's, whose yellow curls and petal
cheeks had never before been sullied by a
profane touch. Her great blue eyes looked
Omaha daily bee., 1895-12-22
CHRISTMAS TIME.
p. Macarthur.


/ must own hat all this fussing's
Rather trying on the nerves;
For a week back Nv bsen running
To the cellar for preserves,
To the loft to bring the hams down,
To he barn for eggs: you see
All our young folks are a-coming
Home to mother n to me.
Dick Is coming HON from college,
He has holidays just now,
He Is going to be a preacher
Ole could never learn to plow);
Lucy's coming from the high school,
Ben and Harry from the town,
And we've made Eliza promise
To bring all her children down.
Mothers In a pesky fidget,
And she's fretting all day long,
Lest with all her roasts and buildings
Something may perhaps go wrong;
But / Just keep on a-humming
An old fashioned Christmas glee,
For the young ok are all coming
Home to mother and to me.
Omaha daily bee., 1895-12-22

Harold-Oh, mamma! / feel so angry, ]
want to say something wicked.
Mamma-Get me my slipper!
Harold (exclaiming with a great effort)-
| feel better now!
Omaha daily bee., 1895-12-22

COSTUME
Instructive Holiday Presents for the
Children,

instructive Holiday Presents for the
Children.
Dolls, those silent. precious companions of
the nursery, may have lessons to teach.
No longer are they confined to the role
of the plain Susan doll or the fascinating
Miss Eugenia with the head tina. turns eId
the crown of golden hair, or the dear baby
in long clothes who sleeps or cries as the
little mother wishes.
The dolls of today bring their race history
with them. The nursery gems incomplete
without a Representative from The different
countries in correct and striking costume.
A Spanish bull fighter, an Italian fruit seller.
a German soldier. 4 French belle. an Ameri-
can sailor. a japanese baby, Il Punchinello
with cap and balls, while from the west come
Alaska dolls in robes Of soft white fur and
Mexican types. "a cowboy, a miner and an
Indian chief complete in costume. a band
of gilt and feathers about his brow with a
crest in front, a pistol and scalpins knife
at his belt and veritable beaded moccasins
upon his feet. The patient squaw carries the
little papoose on her back and keeps ker
blanket closely around her short buckskin
skirt.
These Indian dolls are made Of solid ala
baster, bnckskin or copper colored flannel
and are almost indestructible.
A motley, merry little company. these
dolls dwelling together in more del ghtful
harmony than their countrymen who go to
make up the cosmopolitan inhabitants of a
great city.
The children may lsarn to know them from
the stories told in the twilight hour. They
will never tire Of hearing how these strange
little people live in their own lands, and
where the distant countries are and how ere
can get to them.
The reign of childhood is short and The
nursery carnival calls fer the merriest and
the best that can be gathered together with
the wise and loving forethought of older
Omaha daily bee., 1895-12-22
PRATTLE OF THE YOUNGSTERS.

One OF the happiest little boys 1 ever saw,
says a writer in the Washington Star. is a
limbs are paralyzed, and the little fellow
is wheeled around in a chair made for his
especial uae. When l first saw him 1
thought how awful it must be for a 7-year-
other children. and, without thinking, l
asked: isn't 1t lovely here? Don't you
wish you could run and jump?"
Yes" said the little fellow, 81 might like
It,, but I'm happy where l am, and perhaps
I'd get hurt. Little boys do"
Then l felt rebuked, and the little boy,
whistling and singing in his chair, playing
With whatever Is giveH him, the min
told, like sunbeams lighting and gladden.
Ing LIES pathway, has been a lesson to me
ever since l first saw him.
A small boy in Philadelphia wrote the
following composition the other day on King
Henry VIII:
king Henry 8 was the greatest wldower
that ever lived. He was horned at Annie
Domino in the year 1865. He had $40 wives
besides children. The first was beheaded
and afterwards executed and the second was
revoked. Henry s was succeeded to the
throne by his great grandmother, the beau
tiful Mary. queen of Scots, sometimes called
Lady of the Lake or the Lay of the Last
Minstrel"
Harold-oh, mamma! l feel so angry, I
want to say something wicked.
Mamma-Get me my slipper!
Harold (exclaiming with a great effort)-
| feel better now!
Bobby presenting a friend)-Mamma. do
you see Tommy Jones?
Mamma-Yes. Bobby, but I've met Tommy
before. Didn't you know it?
Bobby-But you know, mamma, that you
said yesterday that | was the naughtiest boy
you ever saw. So l wanted you to see
Tommy Jones'. q"
What are, YOU crying for, child?"
"Lolo hurt me-
How, pray?"ic
81 was gaing to hit him with my fist,
when he dueked his head. and my fist hit the
wall. "-Etoile Beige.
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oh. the difference In Christmas days! The
Ortunate and the rich hail It as the happiest
OF the year. The poor and discontinued look
askance at It because they cannot afford to
give, or do not receive.
A plain hired coupe draws up before a
wooden tenement. A little girl, plainly and
warmly dressed. Jumps out first. She hugs
several parcels to her breast. and looks sim
The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1895-12-06
HEARTS THAT IRE Tree.

II there were no hearts In the world that are
true.
There'd be nothing TO live for in life;
And storm clouds would shadow each glimpse
of the blue,
And the earth would go downward in strife
II there were no hearts that are true.
All sunshine that over our planet hath shone,
Hath burst from the light of belief
And Doubt is Il night with shudder and
groan,
A sob in the shadows OF grief;
This Doubt for the hearts that are true!
To suffer the chill in the damps of Deceit
Is better. far better than doubt
One heart that is true; for deceivlng can
cheat
But its shadows can never shut out
The sunshine of hearts that are true.
Shut out from our vision the beautiful star
That shines on the banner Of truth
And valleys whose beauty IA Judas doth mar
VIII smile in the sunshine of Ruth,
VIII smile for the hearts that are true.
The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1895-12-06

Congressional aspirants are crop
ping out. Hon. Clark Lewis has an
nounccd in Col. Moneys district. The
other present incumbents are candi'
dates. The Valley Record has an
nounced in favor of the return OF Col.
Stockdale from this district. We may
look for some lively times in the
future. The following gentlemen
have been mentioned for the place
and there is a strong likelihood thai
a majority of them will beln the race
Hons. Lyman G. Aldrich of Adams
w. f. Love and f. a. McLain Of
Amite; L. J. Bowers, M. M. Evans
and Congressman Denny of the Sc;
Coast: N. G. Hill, of Jones; Il. 5
Ford, of Marion, and Lieut.. Gov. }
II. Jones, of Wilkinson. Not a baf
man in the list, so the 9th district IL
safc.-Centreville Jefferson.
The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1895-12-06
PR)pAT TAT[NI ROSES FROM
CUTTINGS.

Mrs. G. T. Drennen, Of Pass Chris
tian, Miss, writing in the Southern
Florist and Gardener, says: Fall and
early winter are prime seasons for
roofing roses. The process is very
simple
For the cuttings take wellmatured
plans. Select side shoots and cut the
main stems from which they project
about an inch on each side. Then top
the shoot, and with a knife peel or
split the under side of the foot about
half through.
Have the cutting which forms the
cutting foot, more or less, in length,
and the branch on which it grew, of
the foot" not more than an inch or
two. The foot forms base and sup
ports the cutting upright.
Now prepare the place to plant the
cutting. Any fairly good garden soil
will answer, but if the soil is poor
enrich it with chip dirt, leaf mold or
compost from the stable. Spade the
ground, cxcavate about a foot and
turn the soil back, the top going
down and the bottom soil coming to
the surface. Water well and put
about a teacupful of sand where the
base of the cutting is to rest,
Set the cutting firmly in the wet
sand and press the soil all around the
cutting above ground. Enrch the
surface well as protection from
severe cold. Turn glass fruit jar
down over the cutting and press the
edges well down into the soil. The
jar protects the plant, admits the sun
light and condenScs the moisture. |
reserve all my cracked or Clipped
glass jars for this purpose. Let them
remain until warm spring weather,
by which time there will probably be
a nice, thrifty growth of foliage on
the cutting.
1t is best not to enrich again until
fall, but keep the soil well worked
and water the plants during the dry
summer months. The early fall is
sometimes as dry as summer, and
water is quite as necessary then as
during the longer, warmer days.
The object in making the cutting so
long is to make the base, or foot,
where the roots are to form, down
below the freezing point, and where
there will be moisture in the earth
during the dryest weather. The sur
face heat in summer Il apt to scorch
and destroy tender cuttings planted
just below the top soil.
All varieties OF roses thus rooted
from large, strong cuttings will make
good-sized blooming plants the second
year. They will bloom the first sum-
mcr. if allowed, but it is best to slip
off the buds the first summer, letting
the strength OF the plant go to the
root.
The leading florists all offer the
Marechal Mel on grated roots. They
say it does better than on its own
roots, and l have known some mag
nifcent specimens on grated stock,
but from experience Of amateurs OF
my acquaintance, know this royal
rose does its beautiful best on its own
roots, and cuttings take root easily.