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The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1904-03-27

strolled toward the door. Immedi-
ately the Gar ordered him brought
back. He reminded the Englishnan
of what had happened to the French
Ambassador and demanded how he
dared perpetrate the same offense.
Because" answered Sir Jerom
truculently. Il represent no easy-going
and amiable King of France, but am
the Ambassador of the great Queen of
England, who does not veil her bon
net or bare her head to any ruler liv-
ing. And if any of her Ministers re-
ceive an affront, she is able to ayenge
her own quarrel"
Now, at this answer ali the Russian
Court held its breath, for all expected
a frightful outburst from the terrible
Gar. But instead of that, the Gar
slapped his right hand heavily on the
arm of the throne and exclaimed:
Look you here, you courtiers OF
mine. Here is brave fellow that
dares to say and do for his Queen!
Which Of you would dare do as much
for me? 7"
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that was one night when, as he was
about entering the presence of the
Gar. an attendant at the door de-
manded that he give up his sword be-
fore going through the door. He re-
fused indignantly. The case was pre-
sented to the Gar, who declined to
alter his ruling.
Then did Sir Jerom Bowes loudly
shout to his men to hurry to his
lodgings and bear TO him his night
gown, for, said he, "since His Majesty
wills not that | appear before him as
an honest soldier, he no doubt wills
that call on him as an old woman. 2
For a few moments all those who
heard the daring words were dazed
and there was an awed hush. But
again Mad Bozc won his point; the au-
tocrat. after glowering at the plucky
man for moment or two, burst into
a great laugh and roared to Sir Jerom
to come in, sword, boots and spurs.
And never thereafter did any one
question either the Ambassadors dig
nifty or the greatness of his Queen.
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This naturally made many of the
Russian courtiers bitterly jealous, and
thereafter they devised little ways OF
annoying Sir Jerom.
Finally, one day, when there was a
reception in the palace, two Russian
noblemen demanded precedence of the
Ambassador, pushed in before him
and assembled the staircase ahead Of
him.
Thereupon Mad Boze refused to go
up till the Gar should have ordered
the two men to be sent downstairs
again to follow behind him, as they
should.
To Sir Jeron1's horror, the Gar did
send them down, but not in the way
expected. He had them dragged
down by the feet, with their heads
striking against each step as they went
along, so that both of them were dead
when the guards finally threw them
in front of the British Ambassador.
Only once more did anybody ven
ture to show him an indignity while
he was at the Court in Moscow; and
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, Children, children cried Mother
Snow, in despair, the guests are COM
ing, and we shall not be ready" and
sure enough, there came leaping
swiftly through the long grass a great
crowd of wild rabbits, who stopped at
a short distance from the little house
and lifted their quivering, eager noses.
ooh, what darlings," said Maize,
who loved all little wild things.
They are darlings,s said Mother
Snow, and their manners are perfect
which | wish | could say of some
others, and she sighed as Molly Cot
tontail pranced around the table with
her cap on one side and her apron fly
ing.
The guests arrived rapidly, and Ma
zie helped Molly lay at each cover a
lovely bunch of parsley, two pods of
peas, stalk of asparagus, lettuce
Leaf or two, some chopped cabbage,
land an apple.
1T makes me hungry to look at it."
said Molly, shipping off a bit of let
tuce, and munching it delieately.
Mind your manners, Molly" com
manded poor Mother Snow, who had
greeted each arriving guest, and had
seated them, one after the other, at the
cable.
Where is Soft Pawsay asked
Mother Snow as the last guest slipped
into chair. Just then there came an
appalling sound, at which all of the
rabbits jumped to their feet and stood
quivering-1t was the yelp of dog!
,Oh, OH screamed Molly Cotton
tail, who had leaped up the bank, its
a great big setter after Soft Paws!'
poor child, poor childn' walled
Mother Snow and trembled
Like flash the wild rabbits rose,
and with one flirt of their white tails
they were gone.
Nearer and nearer came the sharp
yelps.
Run into the house, Mother Snow
and Molly and Prettykins, and | will
stay and see that nothing hurts you'll"
said Maize.
The three rabbits huddled in, and a
1op-eared rabbit, with hunted look in
its eyes, leaped into the open space
in front of the little house and turned
its head this way and that, looking
for some way to escape
This way, this way, Soft Pawsw
cried Maize, opening the door of the
rabbit house. With one bound, Soft
Paws was at the door, to be pulled in
by the excited Molly, whose cap was
off and whose apron dragged on the
ground.
Maize banged the door on them just
in time, for there was rush of big
red body, a disappointed yelp, and
then Maize caught at the great set
ter's collar
ooh, Don," she said, you bad boy;
how did you get here?"
Don, who was Mazie's own dog,
shifted at the door OF the rabbit house
and slapped his tail back and forth
His tongue was hanging out, and he
tugged hard to get away from the lit
tie girls restraining hand, but not
once did she LET go of him until she
had dragged him home and shut him
up Then she hurried back to the rab-
bit house, calling as she went:
"Come back, little wild rabbits, you
are safe, you are safe.
And they came back, and Mother
Snow took the head of the table, and
Prettykins sat at the foot, while
Maize had the seat of honor at Mother
Shows right, and Molly Cottontai,
the irrepressible Molly, waited on the
table, with her apron flying and her
cap askew.
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NA/ on the throne, it was decid-
Wv ed to send an Ambassador
to the Court of the Gar at
Moscow The Gar was Jan Vasilo-
witch, who lives in history as Ivan the
Terrible, and the British noblemen
lodged the appointment to his Court
This showed their wisdom, for not
long before, Jan Vasi1ovitch had or
dered the French Ambassadors hat to
be nailed to his head, because that un-
fortunate man had failed, one day, to
take off his hat in the Cars presence.
Being as ignorant as he was brutal,
the autocrat imagined that he was the
greatest ruler on earth and that the
other monarchs of Europe were not
worth his attention He thought that
he could conquer any of them, or all
together, at any time if he chose. So
the lot of an Ambassador was not de-
1ightfu1
However, Queen Elizabeth had at
her Court truculent mailman of a
nobleman named Sir Jerom Bowes.
His companions used to call him Mad
Boze. There was a saying that he
wasn't afraid Of anything except
Queen Elizabeth herself, whom he
worshipped as the greatest and most
wonderful Queen that ever lived.
Sir Jerom Bowes accepted the ap-
pointment of Ambassador with alac-
rity. Before he started, old and wise
The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1904-03-27
* TAZIE ran down the path andI
bATH threw herself on the garden
.kV1 bench and cried.

IN - ALE ran down the pain ano
EA1H threw herself on the garden
kVI bench and cried.
Its the first time in my
life that haven't had an Easter par
ty," she declared, "and now mother
has gone away because grandfather is
i'll, and I shall have horrid day
Come to my party" said tilnid
little voice at her feet
Maize looked down. and there was
Prettykins, her pet white rabbit.
The rabbits always have an Easter
party" explained Prettykins, and this
time it is my turn, and am allowed
to invite one child, and if you would
like to come should be very glad to
have you"
Indeed, I will come" cried Maize
heartily. where are you going to
have it?"
I'm the little grove at the foot Of the
garden" said Prettykins, for the wild
rabbits will be there, and they don't
like to come out in the open"
1t was not long before Maize and
Prettykins came to the grove at the
end of the garden, where clear spring
rippled into a pool, and there Maze
beheld little house all matched with
Easter lilies, and at the door Of the
little house stood great white rab
bit.
This is Maize, Mother Snow said
Prettykins. "She has come to my
party
"Glad to see you, DEAR" said Mother
Snow, gently. Nov, Prettykins, will
you help me? The table isn't set,
and l can't do single thing with
Molly Cottontail. She will certainly
drive me crazy
AS she spoke small brown rabbit
bounded into the open space, and at
the sight of her Maize sat down on
the grass and laughed and laughed
and laughed until the tears ran down
her cheeks, for tied on the brown rab-
bits head, SO that her ears stuck out
straight behind, was white dolls cap
with pink ribbons, and around her
waist was dolls white apron.
Molly, where did you get those
things?" asked Mother Snow, severe
ly.
Molly looked at Maize with twink
ling eyes.
4 borrowed some dolls clothes off
the line" she said with droll toss OF
her beribboned head. You don't
need them, do you, Mazie9 | will re-
turn them after the party"
Molly" said Mother Snow, get to
work, get to work
So Molly danced into the little hou e
and came out with table, and Mother
Snow followed with tablecloth
woven of thistledown.
Nov run and get your refresh
ments while | spread this said
Mother Snow to Prettykins Molly
if you don't stop dancing, we shall
never get DONE" and Molly, who had
hold of one corner of the tablecloth.
gave it final twitch and then pulled
it in place.
q am rather short on refresh
ments,' said Prettykins plaintively
81 have saved all | could, but vege-
tables are SO scarce, and | hated to
give the wild rabbits roots and things
like that, for that would be no treat
to them"
"Oh," said Maize joyfully, 81 can
help you out | will run home and get
some vegetables that Mother planned
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for my party We-shan't need them"
That's dear, good child" said
Mother Snow 1T will be great
help to Prettykins.
So Maize ran to the house.
Mary she said to the cook, "can
| have the vegetables that were
bought for my party?'
Yes, indeed, child" said Mary,
anything to make you happy"
In five minutes Maize was back at
the rabbit house with a basketful of
delicate spring peas, of tender lettuce.
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two heads of asparagus, big bunch
of parsley and some apples.
When Molly Colonial saw all the
good things, she caught Prettykins
around the waist and whirled her
away in mad dance of JOY.
1--WE are going to have the finest party,
The finest party,
The finest party,
We are going to have the finest party,
In the whole of rabbit land"
she sang.
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III TODERN progress has just de-
MI stroyed the power and social
1V1 prestige of the native mil
lionaires of the Bismarck
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Mad Jer0n1 BolUes and
the Gar of MOScOtD

TVTHEN Queen Elizabeth was
Nk/ on the throne, it was decid-
Wv ed to send an Ambassador
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1904-12-18
The DeaCOn'S Story.
BY EVAN B. BASCH,
In the Georgia Tech.

In the first place, it was not Christ
mas Eve. 1 had excused myself from
my wife to see a friend on business,
and as l never lie to her about going
out at night, stopped at the postoffice
on my way to the club and bought a
postal card from my friend at the
stamp window.
AS l said, it was not Christmas Eve,
so we had no business telling ghost
stories. But when we began spinning
yarns around the punch bowl we
agreed that every one who laughed
should take a small "panacea." Then
followed some very witty stories, and
when we were all pretty jovial, the
conversation turned to dear depart
edd," and then to ghosts.
Most of the ghost stories were weird,
so we all had to pay the forfeit fire.
quently. The deacon especially seemed
to be in merry mood.
Fellows" said he, you may not be-
ieve the one am about to relate, but
I'll swear to it,
We all knew what to expect, and
from each bosom there came a weary
sigh.
We are resigned; proceed" said the
doctor.
I take my text from the first chap
ter Of" he absent-mindedly began.
oh, what am 1 saying? Anyway,
this happened to Banks. Banks, you
know, was the second cousin of Jones,
the undertaken. Jones was the man
who bought up all the collins when he
heard that the yellow fever was break
ing out. He didn't get a corner,
though. because Brown wouldn't sell
his. Brown said"
Well, never mind what Brown said /;
tell us about Banks"
The deacon became confused, and
said we were not treating him right,
so we gave him a nice, stiff drink, and
started him over again.
L take my text from
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1904-12-18

Are you going to tell that story or
not?" we interrupted.
Darn it. who is telling this story,
anyway? Where was I? Oh yes;
take my. No. I was talking about
Fido. Banks called him Fido, because
the ghost treated him like a dog. That
reminds me of a dog 1 once had.
Hang it. how can l tell this, if you all
keep interrupting me? Banks dreamed
four nights running that a man with
a green hat came and told him where
Capt. Kidd's treasure was buried. 1t
worried him because, every dream
book that he read said that things
came true if you dream about them
three nights running. He couldn't
help thinking about the fourth night.
EIe got so worried about it that he
finally took to drink. He visited the
fountain of youth pretty often, and
OH the night 1 am telling you about,
he came home tipsy. Poor Banks"
The deacon sighed softly. and tears
rolled down his cheek. So we took
minutes recess for refreshments, and
started him on his story again.
Banks succeeded in finding his
home, and the y-hole-double mira
cle He wasn't feeling well, as some
thing he had eaten for breakfast the
previous morning gave him bad case
a chill that he couldn't hold a.match
in his hand and must have used up
half box trying to keep one lighted.
Banks got in bed without waking
his wife. and was almost asleep, when
something made him open his eyes and
look up. There was a gfSost, standing
right at the foot of the bed. He
thought at first it was the dream
again. But no! 1t was a ghost,
oh To CO fv~fo No
he began to laugh. And ne laughed
and he laughed-and he laughed-and
he, -, l say, who is telling this story,
you or me? Suddenly Banks stopped
laughing-the ghost had on a green
hat! Ha! Hal said the ghost, in a
hollow voice. You have dared to larf.'
Banks was really scared; he tried to
coax the ghost into going away. Then
he offered him the departed spirit of
all the spirit he drank that night.
by this time his wife had awaken
ed, and hearing Banks talking about
spirits and ghosts said:
William j., you are drunk She
called him William j.. when she was
angry.
"'You have dared to larf,' repeated
the ghost, with ghost of smile on
his ghostly lips.
"Of course Mrs. B. could not hear or
see Tie 6llOol.
Shut up' yelled Banks, at the
ghost, of course.
William j.! how dare you say that
to me?'
You have dared to larf,' said the
ghost, for the third time.
Darn you and your green hat
said Banks to the ghost. Mrs. B. had
bought a new green hat that morn
ing.
Come with me to seek the treas
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1904-12-18
something like $4,000 into the Christ
started with Bankers.

something like $4,000 into the Christ
mas box.
Started with Bankers.
The custom of giving money gifts to
employees undoubtedly had it's origin
among bankers and brokers; but it has
gradually spread until now the en-
ployer who does not distribute Christ
mas envelopes to make glad the men
and women who work for him is the
exception that proves the rule.
certain big department store in
one of the Eastern cities has given
each of it's 1000 odd employees IS
apiece for several years past The
amount is not graded according to the
employees position and Importance
The members of the firm takes the
ground that they give the S. bills sim
ply as a reminder of the good will they
bear their workers, and so the head
of the silk department is not entitled
to gift one 1.-THE bigger than that
received by the humblest package
wrapper in the store.
For some reason or other IS has come
to be looked on, outside of banking
and financial circles, as about the right
sum TO be given to employees. Inquiry
among Office workers in the skyscrap-
ers and the salespeople in the retail
and wholesale stores has substantiated
this statement.
Employees i'm Skyscrapers.
But many a firm does not limit its
Christmas box contributions to those
who work for it directly. This is par
ticularly true of concerns with offices
in the skyscrapers. The elevator men,
the superintendent, the window clean
ers, the scrub women, all are taken
care Of, And the amount of money
fC a .a4 Ton, ~. -
lesser skyscrapers of New York the
three elevator men, when they counted
up their gifts on last Christmas Eve,
found that they had received a little
I over 800 apiece. These men had put
up box artistically painted with hol-
ly designs, in each elevator. Quite
lot of small change was dropped into
them, but more was given them di-
rect by the tenants, in sums varying
from 81 to $25.
The Christmas pickings of this trio
is small, though, when compared with
that of the men who run elevators in
the great office buildings that have
several thousand tenants instead of
several hundred, as in the trio's case.
The Walters Harvest Time.
Another class of men which reap a
harvest during Christmas week is the
walters. In the downtown restaurants
of New York, Philadelphia and Chi
cago, where only lunch is served, the
waiter who does not clear SIS over
and above his usual perquisites feels
sure that there is no good Will to-
ward men" on earth. Yet his holiday
tips would be regarded as a mere pit
lance by the dignified automaton who
attends to the stomach's wants in the
swell hotel uptown. Five and ten-dol-
lar bills come his way in a seemingly
never-ending stream, for your million
aire at dinner around the mellow sea-
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1904-12-18

200 dinners, and gifts by the wagon
load for the children.
The Christmas Club.
One of the millionaire's stock ways
of showing good will toward men,
is. by means of the Christmas club.
Whenever there are two or three mill
lionaires in a community they are al
most certain to have formed a Christ
mas club. Perhaps the most famous
club is that one composed of the Rit-
tenhouse Square set in Philadelphia,
which boasts such well-known mem
bers as the Cassatts. the Harrisons
and the Wetherills. This club after
the manner of it's kind. but on a far
more elaborate scale, provides a high
class vaudeville entertainment follow
ed by a dance and a dinner, for the
poor who are personally known to the
members and their families. The
money they spend for this purpose
would make fortune for the aver
age man.
These clubs are conducted so quiet
ly that accounts of their doings never
get into the newspapers. 1t is safe to
say that the average Philadelphia
knows absolutely nothing of the most
unique Christmas entertainment that
is given yearly in his town. where the
poor and the lowly, the manned, the
halt and the blind are solicitiously
looked after and their slightest wish
fulfilled by the members of the most
exclusive circle of the most exclu-
sive society in America.
The BARRIERS and Bartenders.
Millions of money already account
ed for, and nothing has been said
about the Christmas box contri-
buttons for Americas 1872 900 BARRIERS,
$4,000 bartenders and 5000 boot
blacks; the ash man and the garbage
man. the furnace man in Philadelphia,
the apartment house janitor in New
York and Chicago; the butchers boy,
the grocer's boy, the milk man and
the ice man: the household cook and
the second girl; you and lad in
finitum.
Millions in the Christmas box =?
Perhaps as many as make up the for
tune of the Mayor of Yonkers, N. Y.
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sure said the ghost. I will show thee
where it lies hidden from the gaze of
mortals.'
Banks didn't stop to put on hts
clothes, but taking up his silk hat, no
followed him out of the house, and
they walked quickly to the grave
yard.
You will need something to steady
your nerves and strengthen your mus
Giles, said the ghost, producing a bot
tie. (Here the deacon acted the part
by taking a drink.) So Banks sat on
one tombstone and the ghost on the
other, and between them lay the soon
emptied bottle.
steady, they began working Taking
up a shovel that he found near by.
Banks was soon digging the dirt from
a grave that the ghost pointed out
BY this time Mrs. B., looking for
William j. found her way to the
graveyard. There was Banks, his silk
hat on the back of his head, and night
shirt f1uttering in the midnight breeze,
throwing the dirt from his mother-in-
laws grave over his shoulder, and
singing in loud, rollicking tone:
Fifteen men or dead mans
chest,
Yo-ho-ho, and bottle of rum"
And the ghost had vanished!
William J.!' was all she said, and
they haven't spoken since. Poor
Banks!"
The deacon, blessed soul, burst out
crying, and his sobs could be heard all
over the house. We gave him a last
drink, and presently he laid his head
on the table and went to sleep NUT
tering, Poor Banks
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1904-12-18
Italians Are Generous.
By Guy T. viskniskki.

1t is interesting to note that though
less than 5000 Italians sent money
gifts to relatives and friends, the av-
erage value of each gift was thirty
three and a third dollars: while the
eighty-one thousand Englishmen who
remembered their old associates did
so to the extent of something under
ten dollars apiece.
Next to the railroad builders from
the shores of the Mediterranean, the
Hungarians sent the most generous
gifts, each averaging $19. Then came
the Russians, $17.5 so, with the Aus
TRANS next. few cents less than
SIT. The Germans sent the smallest
gifts, $3.50, they being the only ones
below the English.
The Italian with his pickaxe and
Undiscovered clothes may seem any
thing but sentimental and warm
hearted when he is passed on the
street, but the figures prove that at
least at one season of the year he
leads all of our new citizens in dis
pensing Christmas cheer across seas.
where, but for the immigrants contri-
button in the Christmas box. the day
would be cheerless one indeed for
many a family.
Millions Given by NIiIIionaires.
Although no records are available,
10 show what the great financiers give
away in the aggregate, as in the case
of these Americans in the making.
still good idea of the size of their
contribution may be gained by bunch
ing what few statistics are available.
1t is known beyond peradventure
that in 1901 the firm of ]. P. Morgan
q Co. gave to its employees alone up
wards of half a million dollars. Every
clerk received an amount equivalent TO
his years salary, while the heads of
departments had checks amounting
from $4,000, to $4,000 and $4,000 hand
ed to them with the firms best wishes
for Merry Christmas and a Happy
New Year" ~
Every financier, banker and broker
IN wall street gave away great sums
OF money that year; it was, and stiIl Is
the record year of good cheer for
their thousands of employees. But
while the gifts have not been SO large
since, no man who finds his living In
Wall street suffers for want of gem
erosity on the part of his EMPLOYER al
this season. For years, no matter
what the condition of the market, one
well-known broker has given one
hundred dollars in gold to each of his
once boys twice that sum TO a. few
of the clerks and $500 to the rest tbe
telegraphers and all others in his en-
ploy. All told, this broker drops