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look wonderingly at his strange little
companion, and then gave his full at
tention to the meal.
Don't you want to talk?" Donald
demanded.
I'm not flt-that is, 'er, don't
know how to talk to such little kid"
the man answered.
"All right guess you want to eat"
the child observed, graciously. Il
guess I'll read to you.' opening the
book he was holding in his arms. You
know Mother Goose. don't you?'
The man shook his head. but some
thing like a smile fitted across his
sullen features.
We'll. I'll show you the pictures and
read you bout 'em. This one" and
Donald slid along the table as near
| to the man as the dishes would al
| low, this one is about Blue Boy III
read bout him. and, in chanting,
| high pitched voice, he repeated the
rhyme of Little Boy Blue"
Did you ever sleep under hay
mow?" he asked. suddenly. al the con-
clusion Of his recitation.
The man frowned slightly at the
childish query, bit his lip and nodded
his head.
was IL nicer! went on MS inter-
rogator. Did your mamma let you?"
The mans lower lip was pressed
cruelty by his teeth at this question.
but a surly shake of his head was his
only reply.
"Oh, was you naughty and ruined
away" the boy asked, slowly.
Had Mary been an observing girl,
she would have seen, under the
scrubby beard and CRIME on the hag-
gard face, a dull red flush spread to
the roots of his shaggy, neglected hair.
Didn't your mamma come to look
for you?" continued the little tor
mentor.
"She didn't know where 1 was" the
tramp answered, in a strange, muffled
voice.
Then you hided from herr ex-
claimed the child, with blue eyqes wide
open.
The man was looking out of the
window now. forgetful of his good
breakfast.
Il was naughty once and ruined
away" Donald prattled on, "and when
my mamma found me she was just
awful glad, but she cried, too-wasn't
that funny? And she said mothers
was always glad when they got their
boys back, even when they was big
and runned awful far off, strayed into
the paths'-I forget just what that
part was, but she said 1 must always
come back to her-an'-an'-I don't
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Tracy household, which stood good
at all seasons of the year as we'll
as at Yuletide, and refuse his re-
quest Before she could do SO, how
ever, Mrs. Tracy herself came into the
kitchen, and, with scant show OF hos
pitality, Mary allowed the tramp to
enter.
She had always secretly grumbled
because Mrs. Tracy would allow no
one to be turned away hungry, and to-
day there was no excuse, for the fam
ly had just finished breakfast and
there was plenty of food left to give
the man substantial meal.
Coin to come and rob the house
tonight, likes not" was Marys in
ward comment as she put the coffee
pot on the stove, and she watched the
man narrowly to see if he were max
ing mental plan of the house, but
her suspected burglar did not once
look up from the floor as he sat ner-
vously twirling his hat.
Hes young and able to work a"
Mary soliloquiZed, as she hustled to
and fro putting eatables on one end
of the kitchen table. Might be toll
cradle good lookin', too, If he was
shaved and dressed up-and-washed. -
There" she snapped, setting a cup
OF coffee down on the table with as
much force as she could without spill
ing it's contents. Your vituaI's set"
The man, scarcely raising his eyes.
dropped his hat and hitched his chair
near the table.
Just MS he eagerly clutched the cup
Of fragrant coffee, a door opened, a
pair of merry blue eyes peered into the
kitchen and shrill little voice piped
out, Hello, man, merry Christmas!"
The man" started, shifted uneasily
in his chair, but made no reply. I'm
daunted by his chilling reception, the
door was burst open, and q galden-
hatred little boy burst into the room.
With the unquestioning confidence OF
childhood, he walked up to the
stranger and said gravely, "I said
merry Chrtstmas."
Run into the other room, Donald, %
Mary put in hastily.
The man shot half-defiant glance
at her, but did not look at the child.
"I don't want to-" the little fellow
replied. Hes company, and mamma
said I could tain him. ! bringed the
new Mother Doose book dat dot from
Santa Claus to show he," and, push
ing a chair close to the table, from
1t ne mounted the end of the table
opposite the man, and sat there like
sweet, rosy cherub observing some
dark spirit
The tramp who seemed almost
famished, paused just long enough to
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by all save Mrs. Tracy. She often won.
dered what fruit the good seed sown
by the innocent child last Christmas
morning had borne. That he had been
Gods chosen instrument for working
out some great end, her gentle heart
never doubted.
1t was therefore, a great pleasure
and satisfaction to her to receive
long letter from the man" 1t was
written from his home in a far eastern
city, and told, in simple, straight
forward manner, the story of his down
fall and how, moved by Donalds child
ish prattle, he had worked his way
back home, resolved to begin life
anew; how kind friends had helped
him and encouraged him, and how he
was doing we'll at his old trade OF
bookbinding.
II was going from bad to worse" the
letter ran, 'and nothing is easier for
young fellow to do, and the road
down to being common tramp Is
short one when one gets started. When
came to your house that Christmas
morning I was bitter, hard and des-
perate. No one living could have
touched my heart as did that little
blue-eyed boy. His little sermon, with
it's text taken from Mother Goose,
snatched this poor brand from the
burning. Tell the little chap that
found my mamma, and she was glad
as he said"
Accompanying the letter was pack
age of Christmas gifts, addressed to
Donald. Among other things 1T con-
tanned a book-a copy of Mother
Goose" exactly like the one from
which he had read" to the man to
"'tain him." exquisitely bound in
white vellum. On the cover in gold
letters was Donald's name, and below
it, From his grateful Blue Boy,
Christmas-1S9-."
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ouantities and are so easily made, a rev
recipes for Christmas goodies may be
useful to our readers. Years ago peo-
Die believed that candy was harmful.
but that notion was set aside; and IL
is declared really benefcial-of course,
when eaten at the proper time, IN
proper quantities and made OF pure
materials. Homemade candies are al
ways pure the best materials are used
and the cost is much less than Is paid
for the same grade in the stores. 1t
is a nice plan to make your own
Christmas candies, and you can send
boxes away to your friends who will
prize things made for them much more
than anything bought.
To send candies away they should
be made to look as dainty and pretty
as possible. Fancy baskets can be
cheaply bought that will be pretty
after the candy is used, and lined with
waxed paper over fringed inner lin
ing or some delicate colored tis-
sue paper. In packing place waxed
paper between the layers, and when
the basket is filed wrap the edges OF
the lining paper over the top so that
the candies are covered, then gather
the fringed tissue paper into rosette,
and tie with baby ribbon.
In making peanut candy, to every
half pint of shelled and blanched pea
nuts use one cupfui each of molasses
or sugar. Boil together until the mix
ture is brittle when dropped into cold
water; then stir in the half pint of
peanuts before taking from the fire.
Pour into buttered pans and mark off
into squares or lengths before it cools.
Hickory nuts. English walnuts or al
monds may be used in place of pea
nuts
To blanch nuts is to remove the fine
skin which covers the nut under the
| shell. This will easily rub off in pea
| nuts, but other nuts require different
treatment. After removing the shell
cover the nuts with boiling water, and
! let them stand until the dark skin
will easily rub off, then put them into
! cold water. Dry between towels.
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II heard story lately. which think Is
And Roberts self was on my lap. his
"A dreadful. dreadful story" a sudden.
Somebody said the other day there aint
no Santa Claus.
would you believe 1t. auntie? They
said twas all a trick
About the tiny reindeer and the visits OF
That all the chimneys were too small.
the stoves were all too hot.
And lots of Just such stuff as that,
can't remember what.
And all the doors upon the latch in all
the countryside.
Both old and young for myths and
dreams had quite a pretty passion.
But now belief in Santa Claus had all
gone out of fashion.
And when I cried that I could prove
twas all a wicked lie.
They only shrugged their shoulders and
said I'd better try;
never will believe it. 1 know it can't
be true!
For If I've never seen him. say. auntie.
All. yes. my little questioner. quite often
Though when / wake I only see the cold.
white, still moonbeams;
And waking find the elm-tree boughs a
tapping on the roof.
But I have other reasons than those
plain to eye and ear
For trusting in the story that we hold so
I never shall outgrow 1t. nor lose my
faith, because
The world will never get beyond need
Youths Companion
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lys it's too cold to take

on, and ma says it's too cold to take
'em Off"
1--WE got two pairs of new wooden
socks" said the cattleman, eagerly. Il
amt never wore 'em, and you're well
come to en-
The children clapped their hands,
but their faces fell when the elder re-
marked:
But Santa Claus Will know they're
not our stockings. He'll put in all the
things for you"
Lord love YOU" roared the burly
cattleman. "He won't bring me moth
in. One of usll sit up anyhow, and
tell him it's for you"
Then the children knelt down on the
floor Of the car beside their improvised
beds Instinctively the hands of the
men went to their heads, and at the
first words of Now l lay me-" hats
were off.
The cowboy stood twirling his hat,
and looking at the little kneeling fig
ures. The cattleman's vision seemed
dimmed, while in the eyes of the trav-
cling man shone distant look-a look
across snow-filled prairies to warmly
| lighted home. The children were soon
asleep. Then arose the question of
| presents.
.It don't seem to me I've got any
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THE DAY OF DAYS.

A thousand years have come and gone,
And near a thousand more.
Since happier light from heaven shone
Than ever shone before:
And In the hearts of old and young
a Joy most joyful stirred,
That sent such news from tongue to
tongue
AS had never heard.
And we glad. and we will sing,
AS In the days OF yore:
Come all, and hearts made ready bring.
To welcome back once more
The day when first on wintry earth
A summer change began.
And da wning on a lonely birth.
Uprose the Light of man.
II. I. Lynch.
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member any more, but l guess II you'd
go back to your mamma she'd forget
the naughty and be glad. Do you
think she'd cry?"
The man cast one fierce look over
his shabby person. "Cry!" he ex-
claimed, bitterly. oh" he drew
his breath hard between his teeth as
the sight of the baby face choked back
the oath that nearly escaped him.
Isn't you goin' to' eat any more?"
chirped the little fellow, with awak-
ened hospitality, noticing that his
guest, sitting with his head on his
hand. seemed to have lost his appe
tite. The child's voice reused him
from his thoughts, and, seeing that
Mary had paused in her work and was
watching him curious1y. he asked
humbly, "Can / have some coffee?"
Meanwhile Donald was turning the
pages of his book. Here's funny
picture" he announced. pointing with
his tat little finger. but it's bout q
drsadful naughty boy. TH read bout
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him." and, in very solemn ana Inn
pressive tone. he repeated the tails -
'.Tom, Tom, the Piper's Son."
"It's dreadful bad to steal, ycA
know" he commented, gravely. ~
mamma says SO, and, of course, snzS
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS know most every
thing, don't they? Once-what do you
think?-I stole! I didn't steal a pig
like Tom, but stole some little cakes,
and my mamma talked to me a long
time, and she told me SO many things
SO I'd grow to be good man. Did your
mamma want you to be a good man,
too?'
The man choked on a hasty cup of
coffee, but made no reply. Donald did
not seem to expect one, but chatted on.
II was 'fraid my mamma did not love
me any more when l stole those cakes,
cause she looked SO sorry, but" with
a happy little laugh. seemed like she
loved me more'n ever after. But
don't want to see her look sorry like
that again. Did you ever make your
| mamma look sorry-out of her eyes,
you know"
A smothered groan from the
stranger and, with childs intuition
| of something wrong" Donald sought
to cheer and console, and said, reas-
suringly, We'll, you just go an tell
| her you're sorry an see If she don t
| be glad and love you. I most know
she will
The man had ceased eating and sat
motionless with his head bowed on
his breast until Mary approached and
curtly asked if he were done eatin'."
YES" he answered absently, and,
| looking wistfully at the child, he
reached for his hat.
us you goin to see your mamma ?''
questioned Donald. eagerly.
Yes, my little man." came the an
swer in a clear, ringing voice thai
made Mary jump and drop basin
That's just where 1 am going. But
first. tell me your name"
I'm little Donald Robert Tracy, and
my papa's big Donald Robert:'
"Good-by, little preacher. You're
the best one I've ever heard" and
just brushing the golden head will
his lips, the tramp passed out of tn;
door and went down the street, no
with the slouching hang-dog air with
which he had approached the house
but with head erect and shoulder:
squared, he swung along with long
easy strides.
"Of all the ungrateful wretches!
exclaimed Mary, angrily, to Mrs
Tracy, who had slipped in through th'
hah-open door. He never even sait
thank you" Her mistress did no
seem to hear, but, with shining eyes
gathered her little son up in her arms
and, as she pressed him closely to he1
she whispered brokenly, And q littl
child shall lead them
A year passed, and little Donald
"'taining" the tramD was fOrgOtte
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49, the jackies, writes re-
tired naval officer. The life on
board warshlp is at best
very confined. and necessarily
strict and severe. There is the
suggestion of prison in the steel
walls and narrow quarters and the
regularity of the hours and meals. The
life of the jackies is made up almost
entirely OF work with very little play
We learn to enjoy our Christmases the
more when at last they come round
On Christmas, for once in the year at
least, all rules. of which there are SO
many on board battleship, are
thrown to the winds and the jackies
are given the entire freedom of the
ship The order which is usually CIV
en- them is that they can spend the day
exactly as they like, and take any lib
critics they choose short Of blowing up
the ship.
1t sometimes happens when the ship
is in some attractive port that the
sailors prefer to spend the day on
land, and they are of course always
granted leave of absence. 1t is sell
DOM however, that the ship is so de-
serted that the cabins are not for the
time converted into veritabie pande-
monium. There is no formal celebra-
ton of the day ordered by the gov
ernmeut. The sailors are simply Civ
en- their liberty and they do the rest
If chaplain chances to be on board
the day is opened with some simple
religious services and there the juris-
diction of the captain may be said to
end.
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One star burned low within the darkeneo
east,
light .,,
Crept family forth, where through full
hours of night
A woman watched. The sounds OF day
had ceased,
And save the gentle tread OF restiess
beast
There dwelt hush profound. The moth
er's sight
So holden BY her Babe took no alright
When shadows of the beams. that cauSht
the least
OF light. seemed shapened to a lengthen-
Ing cross:
She only saw q crown made by a fleece
OF golden hair. Naught presaged pain or
To her, the pivot of the swinging sphere
Lay sheltered in her arms so warm and
near:
A mothers heart proclaimed Him 'Prince
Of Peace!
Edna A. Foster.
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acquainted with each other. and sat
about the stove at the end of the car to
talk it over" One of the men was a
drummer. another cowboy, the third
big cattleman, and the last the minis
ter who tells the story. They finally
fell into conversation with a poor wo-
man and her two children, the only re-
naming passengers. and found that
the mother, who had tried to maintain
herself by sewing since her husbands s
death, was giving up the unequal strug-
gle and going home to live with
grandma
The little threadbare children had
been promised a joyous Christmas
there, and when they found that the
blockade would prevent their getting
farther, for the present, they cried
bitterly until sleep quieted them. Just
before they dropped off the drummer
remarked:
"Say, parson, we've got to give these
children some Christmas"
That's what" said the cowboy.
I'm agreed" added the cattleman
The children were told to hang up
their stockings.
1--WE ain't got none." quavered the
little girl, "'ceptip' those we've got
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NOW l LAY ME-"

thing to give en- said the cowboy,
mournfully, unless the little kid
might like my spurs. I'd give my gun
to the little girl. though on general
principles | don't like to give UP a
gun"
Never mind. boys" said the drum
mer, you come along with me to the
baggage car"
SO off they trooped. He opened his
trunks and spread before them such an
array Of trash and trinkets as took
away their breath.
There" said he. Just pick out the
best things and III donate the lott"
No, you don't!" said the cowboy
I'm going to buy what l want and
pay for it, too. or else there amt goin
to be no Christmas round here
That's my judgment, too" said the
cattleman, and the minister agreed
So they sat down to their task of Sc
lection. They spent hours over 1t in
breathless interest. and when theil,
gifts were ready there arose the ques-
tion of Christmas tree. 1t had stop-
ped showing, and tramping out into the
moonltt night. they cut down a great
piece of sage-brush. The mother
adorned it with tinsel paper and the
gifts were prettily disposed. Christmas
dawned for two OF the happiest chill
dren under the sun, and a happy moth
er, too, for inside the big plush album
selected for her the cattleman had
slipped a hundred-doilar bill.
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In England children hang their
stockings at the foot of their beds. In
America the whole family suspend
their stockings from the mantelpiece Of
the sitting room, to save Santa Claus
the trouble of ascending the stairs and
entering each room to distribute his
wares.
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After Chris tmas.

AS a general thing affectionate
fathers and mothers rejoice in the hap
piness of their children, but the rule
has it's exceptions.
'Is Mr.. Smart at all given to drink? %
inquired a merchant, anxiously, of his
confidential clerk.
mo, indeed" was the decided an
swer He never touches drop. But
what put such a suspicion into YOU
mind?''
why, l noticed that he has been
two hours late for the last three
mornings, and he looks for all the
world as if he had been on regular
spree"
''Oh, that's all right" said the clerk
HE gave his boy drum for Christ
mas"
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Though,fui Santa.

Kind old Santa Claus! He brings
something even to the bad little boys
who go fishing on Sunday--Puck
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&H|Ze N!aMR)


e was such an un-
kempt, sad looking
creature when he
presented himself
at the back door
t hat Christmas
morning asking for
something to eat
that Mary was
more than half in
clined to disobey
the rule Of the
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doubt If any class OF men
in the world appreciate
their holidays so fully as
the tackles writec q 70
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our travellers who were
snow-bound in a Western
passenger train on Christ
mas Eve speedily became
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GAMDY E0R Iil1E
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gift of a fancy bedecked
box of candies is at all times
a most welcome gift, and as
bonbon candies are very ex-
pensive to purchase in large
Arizona republican., 1901-12-13
NEWS OF THE " N O R T HI
PRESCOTT

Prescott, Ariz.. Dec. 1o.-(Special cor respondence of The Republiean.)-Mr Murray McInernay. who was reported i'll in our last letter. is said to be in l very critical condition.
 MT. George B. Scammell. the mining promoter has returned to the city. looking much improved after an ab- sence of several months spent in Lon don, New York and San Frlnoisco.
 Mir. F. T. Place. so well known in connection with the Crown King Min ing company. has since his return from the east identified himself with a new mining company which will operate ex- tcnsively in this vicinity. MT. Place has spent thousands of dollars in the development of the resources of tho territory and great things are expected of him.
 Governor R. c. Powers leaves tomor- row for California, where he will spend the winter. h retiring from active business he bequeathed the good will of his real estate business to his for mer partner, w. H. Merritt. He has been actively engaged in civil engineer ing and surveying for nearly half q century and thinks it time to step out and leave the field to younger men. His loss will be regretted by sil Prescott. His power has been felt in a large de gree in church and Grand Army circles always on the side of right and jus tice
 The Monday club Is to entertain guests (the husbands or nlembers) on Monday evening next, at Mrs. I. L.. Fishers. The floral decorations will be very elaborate. the principal flowers being American Beauties and carna- tions, with ropes of smiiax. The com- mittee in charge of the affair will no- divulge the nature of the entertain- ment hoping it will prove a complete surprise.
 The Church of the Advent Sunday school is preparing a Christmas party in the, form of q Mother Goose enter tainment and social. The regular monthly tea given by the ladies of the Guild, at the home of Mrs F. M. Mur . phy. was a charming affair and well attended. The house was tastefully decorated with holly and America n Beauty roses and the dining room was presided over by the Misses Pulliam, Miss Sanford, Miss Drake, Miss Oliver and Miss Weaver. Miss Mabel Meany assisted in welcoming the guests. Many pretty and useful articles were dis played for sale and found ready pur- chaserS.
 Mir. Frank Riblet accompanied by Mir. Wilson of Los Angeles. and Supervisor Schuerman have taken a little run to the Buckhorn mines in the Weaver district and will be gone several days.
 The most pleasing improvement that the county supervisors have lately undertaken is the laying out of the plaza surrounding the court house in landscape gardening. after designs by the horticultural gardener who de- signed the capitol gardens at Phoenix
 The rummage sale under the direc- ton of Mrs. W. C. Campbell for the Ladies' Aid society of the NJ. E. church was a great success.
 MRS. GEO. WOOSTER.
Arizona republican., 1901-12-13
DRUGGISTS MUST BE cHARRY.
They Sell all Kinds of Hair Prepara
 tiors and Fear 10 Discriminate.

Druggists sell al kinds of hai: prep rations, and as a rulee they are wisely chary of giving preference to any particular one. but many of them have come out plainly for Newbro's Herpi- eide, the new treatment that absolute ly kills the dandruff germ. II. Swan nell x Son. Champaign III. say: "One customer of ours whc' did not have q hair on top of his head when he began to use Herpicide now has a fair start towards a good head of hair. We be Heve 1erpicide to be by far the best preparation of it's kind on the market '' Hundreds of similar testimonials from everywhere.