The Monticellonian., 1905-12-21

| A-1 Iude. give me som < GRd Christmas money. will
 you? got t0 have some, you know.
 His father. the senior Boggs. looked at him severely. How much dye want?" he inquired
 " Bout len dollars" responded the youth.
 What yelled the old man. @tea dollars? A boy like you? Never. Here, take this and rnn along That's II you can have"
 He handed out silver dollar Boggs. junior. bit il 10 see if fl was good. eXpectorated upon il slightly for luck, and seere5ed il somewhere in his clothes Then with a vicious kick at the legs of the table he made h;s exit.
 Five minutes later he stood in Coop CTS Alley interviewing q 5osom friend If his whose eHBhaaiuas name was Mickey Flynn
 Mickey Flynn was clothed in rags from Lead To foot. he was the real thing in The rag line. Say. sport began Mr Boggs eeniallX-- I'm doin' q turn. understand Want yer clo hes. How'll you tfada?'
 Mickey surveyed the clothes worn by ihe youthful Bosss with d critical air, and his face broadened into a smile.
 Gee, Quinee! he returned. I'll .rade. Yours is as good as new Sure, Here goes"
 All places were allie 10 Boggs. Juaiar, and to Mickey Flynn For the purposes of disrobins an alley was as good as d houdoir The change was made forthwith
 Gee, but you look tough" sail Mickey To his eompaHioH The latter smiled eomplacently. nodded and dis appeared.
 It was cold bleak day llax aa hour later ragged shiYertas Urchin stood alone with staring eyes and gap ing mouth drinking in all the glory of neW sleds as hey were effectively displayed in she windows of depart- ment store.
 Gee. is rotten eold.s exclaimed this younester 10 himself Wonder how long eot ta keep lhis np?"
 Not long. for at that moment car riage drawn by pair ot richly capari- soned horses drew up at he curb. At lhe window of he carriage appeared the face Of q woman of wealth. The footman jumped down. and in resfonse to her signal approached the boy The boy. holding his rags together. fol- lowed the footman f9 the caffias i He looked with Wtstful soulful eyes m the eyes of lie woman.
 ',Gee'@ he thoashT 10 himz If Us he looked al her. For h. knew her SAe was Mrs John ' Piersoa. friend of his mothers and a woman well known for her charitable deeds. But sha dil moi know him. She was saving some- thing about santa Claus.
 "Yes'm," he found himself replying. for he was a bi. rattled yes m I've heard of him. Ill foreign countries. ' he added as though quoting from q book. hes called sometimes St Nicha- las and sometimes l<Iiss Krin@l.. II 5 the patron saint of children. And then Il stopped. for he had overreached himself "WAy-why" in- quired the woman do ygn so to School?"
 Well. ma am he returned. curing his unfortunate slip. "l dO when l hay0 clothes to wear and-and when I've had some, hing 10 eat. don't know as can now though fer the man wet owns OFT room i9 going tG phi Us o2t- they,s only my sister and myself. he added, to round the hing out. The woman looked d the angelic face and the ragged clothes. and then her Il art overhoWed-an her purs also, which i more 70 the purpose.
 'I cant be bothered going around to his home ditty place. likely Il just give the money to the boy him self" she thought 10 herself. T guess I can trust him If shs had said this aloud. Bogsa JHnior would have as- eured her that she could A il Wa, he took he money. thEHst il deep in his pocket. souehed Ais hal and strode. ahivering, toward home? Oh no. merely toward larse shop ar>and the corner once there. he examined the bill which the woman had given him. II was d ten-dollar one.
 4Atib SI Nlf-r-o J bllII Idt N' ALt u Ntti 'tsi - 10 store. always the sanf poor. shiv- erin@ angelic specimen of humans v. q perfect Christmas carol an idyll in rags. so 10 speak. But thcre was one thing he was careful aboW He kept a wary eye on the police. Christmas morning al the PoSgses. All the family and several relatives congregated aboHt q hHae trea in tAe library.
 esWheros Quincy aa hcy all asked. They were soon answered. for immedi- ately there burst into the room a very small boy srappling with huge pyra- mid of paper bundles which he dropped upon the floor 1 Here. pop" he began. handing that gentleman ore of thc packages. this l is for you. and this for mom. and here ! something for the cook anG heres = and so on. ad infnium In other words he was the hero and henefac or Gf the occasion.
 Why. where did you got the money for all these things" they gasped. Boggs Junior smiled Worked for it. he replied.
 You must have wo-ked hard" they suggested Nav" he returned, it wasn't hard work at all. And. he coz tinued. it'd have been all right if d had an overcoat somewheres in my in- sides Gee, but it was cold for fair" This was as near as the family ever got to an explanation,
 
 Getting Even.
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