Daily press. [volume] (Newport News, Va.) 1896-current, 1908-12-24


the game and sQuander lot OF money
on presents"
He closed the door and went away,
BY the time he had boarded the car
for town he knew that she was right.
But the Christmas woman didn't
know that he was thinking this.
She was busy In her own room.
where. on q work table lay white
shirt waist pattern stamped with
graceful design for embroidering She
had bought 1t for so cents. marked
down from one dollar because 1t was
the last Her plan was to transfer It's
design to other pieces OF cloth when
she had in the house and 30 evolve
three shirt waists. stamped for EN-
broidering. To bestow on the three
nieces. who liked to embroider. And
all for SO cents!
But the Christmas woman had )us'
begun work. trying bravely to forset
the hard-up husbands last words
when she was called downstairs to see
the perfectly discouraged person,
whose plant was after this fashion:
oh, dear. It's nothing to me how
many shopping days there are to
Christmas. | can't buy thing.
But, my dear" said the Christmas
woman, think what you can make out
OF that luxurious box Of pieces you
showed me the other day"
Thereupon she poured forth many
suggestions about aprons and holders
and shoe bags and top collars-enougb
to inspire a church bazaar.
oh, yes. but everything you make
costs a H:tle for ribbon or something,
tho perfectly discouraged person con-
cluded, At the end OF her depressing
call. Il wish Christmas was past!
Then she went straight home.
pulled out her box Of pieces. pondered
over the Christmas woman's sugges-
lions. schemed out . plan for saving
a little money here and there. and
then fell to work on her Christmas
presents with new courage.
But that Christmas woman didn't
know this.
She vas getting at her own work
again. This time she worked for
fully FIVE minutes undisturbed. then
another visitor claimed her-this time
the tired-todeath woman, who couldn't
get away from her testhing baby to
90 shopping. or to take one stitch on
! Christmas presents.
Give me your list. and I'll shop
for you," the Christmas woman vol
unteered.
Mercy! couldn't possibly tell
what l want without seeing things.
| the tired-to-death woman protested.
Not until she was well on her way
down the street did she realize that.
with a little planning. she might shon
by proxy after all. The idea, once II
had penetrated her mind. pleased her
SO much that she was smiling like a
really rested woman when she reached
home and sat down to make out her
list.
But the Christmas woman didn't
know this.
Have I called you downstairs when
you were doing something fmpor-
tant!' the dead. broke girl was asking
of the Christmas woman by that time.
I'm sorry II have. but I had to tell
YOU my troubles. I'm In debt up to
my ears. I haven't any right to give
Christmas presents this year. I'm
going to be Cross until December e..
oh, no." the Christmas woman
protested. why. keeping CHEEKY Is
one kind Of giving! And ut least you
can write Christmas letters"
I Why. who cares for those!" was
d. cynical answer
Yet an hour later. At her desk. the
dead-broke girl was busily writing
Christmas letters. filling them with
borrowed sweetness and humming a
happy tune as the words flowed from
her pen
But the Christmas woman didn't
know this.
She had gone back TO her room for
the third time-to End her work table
, empty. In vain she searched for the
ehirt-waist cloth.
Bridget she called at last. have
you taken anything out Of my room?
Bridget vas washing the windows.
Only the clean rags for poiishin' the
glass. num- she answered. You said
they'd be On your table"
oh" she began. Bu: At sight OF
Bridget's sorry face she caught her
self. Never mind. Bridget. she add
ed Don't feel bad about II.
Feel bad, Me?" echoed the aston
ished girl The look in her eyes was
full Of admiration. Sure. nov, this Ii
the tirst place ever worked where
, the lady didn't get cross before Christ
| mas"
This time the Christmas woman
knew.
With great eladness. because she
had earned the message TO oas heart