The age-herald. [volume] (Birmingham, Ala.) 1897-1902, 1899-12-25

Deen c0nnned TO caves. 1t was the uream-
Sabbath of quaint old George Herbert-a
sweet day, so calm so bright, that it was
fit bridal Of the arth and sky. The dome
of the world" was intensely, deeply, dark
~ beautifully blue The great out-of-
doors took on the acoustic properties of
a perfectly constructed cathedral. The val
ley was a vast whispering gallery, lumi-
nous, too, with another light than that OF
the sun; it was the conservation and the
poets dream. The Master blessed the
earth in the abundance of His mercy.
From mother-land a5.44satE.
A brother-hand .fesaf"
To ours across the seal
We never sound the depths of love
Until we parted be!
These lines are on Christmas greeting
that comes from the Aldephi theater, Lon
don, sent by Wilton Lackaye, the actor,
who is known to Birmingham theater-
goers The card is bound with the Ameri-
can colors, and is very tastefuliy printed
There is a portrait of Mr.. Lackaye in ordi-
nary evening dress, and one representing
him as "Reb" Shemuel in the stage adap-
tation of Israel ZangwilFs master-work,
1.-THE Children of the Ghetto" Above this
picture are Mr.. Zangwill's familiar words:
"God lives in all centuries! His law is
eternal, unchangeable-for the good of all.
not of one Is it to be obeyed only when 1t
is easy? And we are then given the ad-
monitfon: Come! Come. Thank Him for
your youth and strength, and do not bias
pheme because you cannot have all the de-
sires of your heart and the inclination of
your eyes"
Birmingham would be glad to again well
come Mr.. Zangwill and his clever interpre-
ter, Mr.. Lackaye, both of whom are CRATE
fully remembered here.
This is a dawn of joy to the little ones,
and "of such is the kingdom of heaven.
So a childrens story may be told here, as
such stories have been told before. Bryan
Tomllnson is the only son of the Hon.
John w. Tomlinson. He is about years
old and there isn't a brighter or more
beautiful. or sturdler little lad on this con-
tinent He was brought down town to see
the shop windows and the Christmas
adornmenlts of the stores. A friend of the
Tomlinson family recognized the little fel-
low and cried TO him:
"Helo, Governor"
'fIe no Governor; me p'esident!' he an
swered emphaticaly.
The quick wit of Master Bryan will be
readily appreciated. His distinguished
father is a candidate for governor and the
sturdy laddle bears the name of William
Jennings Bryan.
On the rounds Master Bryan and his
governess passed a store in front of which
were two boys completely disguised in the
makeup of The famous yellow Kid"
from which cartoon figure origina ed the
term yellow journalism One of the
boys recognized through hts mask Master
Bryan Tomlinson, and saluted him with:
Hello, Bryan!
Master Tomlinson looked at the fantas-
tic figure for moment and calmly said:
me saw 90 in a book las night!
And the president toddled on uncon-
cernedly.
The supply of Christmas turkeys in the
market SCENE to be quite ample, as the
wholesale price for dresser fowls Is only
twelve cents or thirteen cents. One dealer
received 90 barrels of dressed TURKEYS there
being $50 pounds in each barrel. He found
a ready sale for his stock. 1t appears that
there were a number of wild turkeys in the
consignment, evidently put in by mistake,
as the dealer himself was not aware they
were there. Wild turkeys are much dear
er in price than domestic ones, and, dres
ed or not, are easily distinguished from
the domestic species. There is, perhaps,
no game fowl known that is at all COM
parable as luxurious food to the wild tur-
key. All Birmingham enjoyed it's turkey
yesterday and will have similar enjoyment
today. There were hundreds of family, or
informal, dinners in the city. AT one hos
pitable home in the West End, where
many friends had gathered in good fellow
ship and gladness, there is a very beauti-
full and very bright little girl, something
under three years. She went to THE kitch-
en- just before the early dinner and de-
manded cold turkey bone. She was Civ
en- whole breast-bone, with which SHE
promptly proceeded to the parlor where
the guests were, and offered of her hospi-
tality. 1t was all very pretty.
w. T. McCrossin and the McCrossin ia mi
Ivy received kilograms yesterday to the eff
feet that Miss Eleanor McCrossn was In
dying condition in Texas, whittier she had
gone with her sister, Miss Mary McCrossin
in search of health. Mr.. McCrossin left the
city in the afternoon in the hope of reach
ing the bedside of his sister before the end
should come. Widespread sympathy will be
a aroused INV This a1nhnnnv inforr,a+,o.