CanÌƒon City record. [volume] (CanÌƒon City, Colo.) 1883-192?, 1902-12-11
"A Real Home Christmas
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groceries. bur there amt really nornn
to eat. can make some bread. but
that amt very rillin'."
There's plenty Of coffee and some
condensed milk" said Miss Hunt
"but"-
II want something to eatr walled
Lucy.
Wetherell felt himself confronted by
q new responsibility. He had succeed
ed in housing the people: now he must
feed them.
'Mr. Bunker" said he. with an in
spiration born Of necessity. what are
all Of those packages in the pungY'
by jimmyneddy- exclaimed Bun
ker. I've got turkey in there. It's
goin' to Deacon Dresser
Il am glad to hear" said wetherell
that 1t Is the property of a processing
Christian. He will be glad to relieve
our necessities. especially at this time
of year. Miss Hunt, with your per-
mission. will attend to the marketing
today. Come along. Mr.. Bunker"
They returned presently with the tur-
key, which was frozen as hard as a
rock. but not beyond cooking. in Mrs
Williams opinion. She and Amy
meanwhile had found quite an assert
ment of vegetables in the cellar.
I'm going to open all the boxes in
the sleigh" said wetherell. 81 have
already broken into the largest of
them. which. I regret to say. was full
of rubber boots"
Here's little one that brought
along" said Bunker There want
no Ratchet In the barn, an Mr.. weth-
erell broke the pitchfork on the other
box. This one seems to smell kind Of
good. but mebbe it's only my appe-
tfte."
Here are some crackers" said Amy,
who was feeding the children. Real
ly. Mr.. Wetherell, think this is great
fun II is like picnic"
Queer weather for a picnic" said
Bunker. glancing out OF the window
This amt no Fourth Of July. as
see it,
Wefherell meanwhile was opening
the box which had been consigned to
the store in Brantford and proved to
contain tnpers and tinsel ornaments
Tor CHRISTMAS tree.
Well | be Jiggered- exclaimed
Bunker This is addin' insult TO in
jury. They're goin' TO have Christ
mas tree at the place where live to
night
so they was al my sisters. too"
said Mrs Williams But we won't be
there. However. were lucky to be any
where. and " II wasn't for Mr.. weth-
ereli we wouldn't be-
At this moment a howl loud and
fearsome. resounded through the room
The awful significance Of her mothers
remark had penetrated the intelligence
Of little Lucy and had shattered long
cherished dream
We Amt going to have any Christ
mas tree-' she cried ir a voice choked
with sobe- And she lay down upon her
back and beat the door with her heels.
Mira Williams gathered the child to
her ample bosom and vainly tried al
ternafe consolation and threats. To
wetherell this scene was more trying
than that last hill on the wrong road in
the midst of the snowstorm. He turned
an appealing eye upon Miss Hunt, but
she offered no suggestion She was
holding Harriei's head In her lap and
stroking her yellow hair. The child had
q beautiful habit OF crying silently. and
she always hid her face when she did
IT,
wethereIi viewed her with gratitude
and admiration.
Harriet" he said suddenly. you're
4 good girl. and I'm going TO tell you
secret There's the prettiest Christmas
tree you ever saw growing out on the
lawn. and this evening IL is going to
walk into the parlor covered with can
dies and candy. and there will be pres
ents on II for all little girls who don't
cry or who can do II without making
any noise"
Lucy stopped in the middle OF long
yell with suddenness that nearly
wrecked her lungs, and Harriet turned
her pretty. tear stained face toward
Wethcreil as II she had heard the voice
OF an angel.
The light Of mischief shone in Amy's
eyes
$50 and kiss Mr.. wetherell." she
said. ''and tell him that he will make a
lovely Santa Claus
Wetherell took the kiss and was none
the worse for it, Then he donucd the
coat that Amy had worn and wandered
forth into the snowstorm armed with
hatchet
When he returned with the tree. the
children had been put 10 bed in room
upstairs to sleep till dinner time Mrs.
Williams was well under way with
Deacon Drcsscr's turkey. and MIR. Bun
ker was feeding Gre liz the big open
fireplace In the parlor,
The room was already beginning TO
be warm. II was not III furnished and
surely look Il its best by contrast with