Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1902-12-20

and slch n pack OF relatives, 100,
quick IL rs you, I'd have folks That
'preciate me and my dinner You can
get more nice, warm. good feellns out
of eatln' with the right folks Christmas
time than any way l know. Take me
and my pards,-why last Christmas we
had a little spread that put the I'm
kand Cafee out O. the ring. we only
had hot tamales and root beer but the
spirits we had made MS feel like our
wings was sprouted, Of warm and
churchy. you know. The Rat had a
sort of glow that would knock the spots
Off a freely It's just as DICK says,
its all the same, champagne ana
turkey. or sausages and lager, II you
have the right feelin's.'
Madam Warnings eyes were full OF
tears as the child finished.
Poppy, believe you" she said, and
| am going TO have the right spirit for
once, My august relatives shall dine
with me New Years Day. and for this
Christmas dinner, you shall be hostess.
You shall ask everybody and anybody
you wish.'
me, maamg' Poppy cried. breath
lessly, an inoredulous yet delighted look
In her bright eyes.
"Just you. You shall show me how
to get the warm feelings that have been
strangers to me so long. 1t shall be
your party, and I'll be one Of the guests
III you'll have me-"
Have you? Oh maam, you're just
Al. to Inc, you are. And can | have
Dick and the Rat?" Her voice rose to
an excited pitch that brought pleased
light to the old lady's face,
"Dlck and the Rat and all the friends
you want TO-"
"Oh, wouldn't ask any OF the rest Of
that gang,-the language they use
would make even that parrot blush.
But Dick and the Rat are gentlemen,
! tell you-all wool and yard wide.
They're good enough TO set at table
with a queen,-eyen with you"
At this whole-soued compliment
Madam Waring felt the first hint Of the
glow she was In search Of.
ASK everybody you want. chilf-' she
said, "and Wen keep the parrot up
stairs, Now we must plan our dinner,
and We must have tree and presents
do you know wha. your friends want
most?
what plans they madel Poppy's eyes
fairly snapped her voice and fingers
trembled and her foot beat a constant
tattoo as an outlet 10 the glad effer-
vesoence that could hardly be kept
within bounds; and Madam Waring, for
the first time since her youth, felt a
return OF the eager excitement and an
tlolpation with which every child well
comes sle coming Of the Gladdest Day
in the year.
Christmas day and the house bower
OF green. Christmas day and Madam
Waring, handsome and stately in her
whitest cap and rustlng black silk
Christmas day and Poppy radiant In
smiles and a lovely new dress,--a pale
green dress that made her slim figure
look like a fitting stem to her yellow,
poppy-head.
"Oh, Madam Waring I can't believe
I'm mel' she cried, rumplIng up her
yellow name In her usual impetuous
way. TITS like the fairy tale Mr.. Gray
told me. and you're the godmother!"
Call me that today, Poppy, / want
to know how It feels" Madam Waring
said, resting her hand affectionately on
the sunny head. The glow In her heart
felt as though II had become q candle
whose rays were Illuminating a little
portion OF the hitherto dark and
gloomy waste.
When a carriage drove up, Poppy
went TO the door excitedly.
rs someone coming In a carriage?"
che cried