Elmore bulletin. [volume] (Rocky Bar, Idaho) 1889-1906, 1900-12-20

ltOUIt NJ ulu nOt hhOa A~~C b~t
rams wondered how 1t were possible
for so many children to hive In SO
small house. When DR.. Dertram
built the house 1t was considered OF
very good size, but that was many
years ago, and since then five bright,
happy children had come to crowd the
little brown house. On one side OF
them lived a little boy who was an
only child and the idol Of his father
and mother. He had the enviable
reputation Of having everything he
wanted. When some of the little Bert
rams wished they were as fortunate
as Lawrence Cole, their sister Helen,
who was A. would say;
"Oh, 1t wouldn't be nice to have all
the things we want-there wouldn't be
anything to wish for, and wishing Is
such fun"
OF their neighbor on the other side
the children stood in great awe. He
was bachelor named Samuel Jorden,
who lived all alone, and who detested
children; and how in the world he
happened to build a house right next
to the little brown house full of them
is not known.
But. in spite of all the wealth on
either side OF them, the Bertrams were
the happiest, most contented Of famf-
lies. There was always such fun
there, with never dull day, so that
every child in the neighborhood loved
to go there, but after dinner at night
was the jolliest time, when DR.. Bert
ram was at home They would all
gather around the open fire in the IL
brary and everyone had to tell what
he and she had been doing all day.
Then they would have little music
from Helen and her mother, and the
girl would transfer them all to an
idea! world with the music from her
violin. Then came the procession to
bed, where Marjorie would be carried,
half asleep. The queer thing about
the Bertram family was that everyone
was utterly different in look and char
acter. so that one never knew just
which one they loved best
1t was only the third day before
Christmas, when Dorothy, who was
just half past SIX went up stairs
to find her mother. She had wistful
look on her little face that one could
never resist.
Mother, dear, have got something
for everybody now?"
Eyes, Dorothy, think you have,
and you have helped me very much,
besides" answered her mother.
well, then, would you please give
me just fifteen cents more and let me
go out all alone and spend it?"
"Why, yes, my child, you may have
that. l suppose it is some great mys-
terry, isn't it, and | mustn't ask?" said
Mrs. Bertram.
mo, please don't ask-ever!" said
the child earnestly.
"Ever!" thought her mother, as the
child went cut, what can she be going
to do with it?
1t was almost dark when Dorothy
opened the door of a florists little
shop, two blocks down the street. New
er was a child who loved flowers more
than this little maid, and she would
talk to them as she would to her dolls.
She was frequent visitor at this
shop, and when the other children
hurried off to a candy store with an
occasional five cents, she usually spent
hers for a few pretty flowers So as
she stood there hesitatingly, the man
smiled and asked her what she
wished.
Il want all you can give me of some
kind that smells sweet for fifteen
cents. | suppose the flowers are all
very dear, aren't they?" she added du-
biously, but the man had disappeared
inside the glass closet, and when he
brought out lovely bunch OF Doro-
thy's favorite cinnamon pinks, she
fairly danced. He was very generous
with his little customer and gave her
eight blossoms, sweet and fresh.
1t was quite dark when Dorothy ar
rived home. but she went straight on
past her door, and. wonder of Won
ders! she turned in at the gate Of Mr..
Jorden's house!
please might l sec Mr.. Jorden for
a minute?" she asked the astonishad
maid who opened tho door just wide
enough to look out.
"WCu | neyert YOU don't know how