Perth Amboy evening news., 1910-12-20

ing from the yellow slip in her hand.
"fSnowbound. VIII arrive late this
evening. Don't sit up"
Thoughtful Christopher murmur
ed Dick Mason from the depths of his
easy chair.
"Poor old Ghris-what luck!" cried
Amy. while Alice murmured to he,
lover, Il am so anxious that you
should mee Christopher, Dick"
Pray, who is Christopher Tell me
that !. too, may be distraught at bis
nonarrival." drawled Penfield, survey.
ing the love stricken Dick and his be
trothed with some disgust and turning
to Amy, who was viewing him with
unmistakable relish.
christopher Browning is our eous
tn," she replied, with a wicked look
at her sister. "The dearest fellow
Writes, you know"
II didn't know murInured Penfield
alphabetically.
well, Chris does write for the pa.
pers, magazines or anything that will
take the stuff"
"H-m-mt'
Amy looked at him from mirth brim.
med eyes. She WAS dressing a doll
for the cooks little niece, and she tied
a pink bow on the faxen eurls and
then admired the effect with audible
satisfaction.
Isn't she too sweet? Now I'm go.
ing down to the village to leave this
at Mrs. Lees, and you may come. too,
Mr.. Penfeld, for the way is long and
theAnight is stormy"
Penield arose with a1acritS. Any
thing was better than sitting before
the CHEEKY fire and staring at the pho
tograph of the girl he loved unwisely
and trying to summon courage to ask
carelessly whom the picture represent
ed. Didn't he know?
When they reached the front doc,
Amy ran hack to the library, and he
heard the rise and fall of her shril
girlish voice as she expostulated with
her sister. 1t was evident that she
gained her point, for when she re.
turned she was smiling and her eyes
were as bright as the snow crystals
sparkling under the radiance from the
wide open door.
They plunged into the softly falling
whlteness, and Penfield barred his head
to the cold fresh air and e~ndeavored to
thrust aside the burden that lay heavt
" upon his heart.
tSneh an ideal Christmas eves' said
Amy. when l was a little girI"-
"oh, WHENr' interrupted Jack
naoekingly.
WHEN I WINS a little GIRL insisted
Amy serenely, Il used to believe that
something wonderful must happen on
Christmas eve. j would watch at the
window and box for a messenger to
arrive with marvellous news or expect
that a long lost uncle would appear
and shower gifts upon Is. But 1t never
happened. Nothing wonderful ever
does happen to me-" she added. with a
sigh that was mufied In q mist of fly
ing fakes
Thine enough for things to happen
when you are grown up, child" Jack
said gravely, and then, arousing him
self from the unpleasant thoughts that,
yampire-like. seemed to cling to him. he
added: "Come! A race TO the corneri'
They reached it laughing and breath
Less 4
Later, when they had returned and
were sitting before the fire, each wait
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start, Jack remarked lazily:
when do you expect Mr.. Browning
to arriyeT'
Amy giggied, Dick looked amused.
and Alice and her mother exchanged
glances of distress.
"sOh, any time before midnight, l
suppose" r~eplied~Alice. with evident
constraint. I'VE will not sit up-the
arrival Of the train Is too uncertain.
One of us win hear the bell and come
down"
81 was about to volunteer to sit up
and wait for him." said Jack. 81 am
in a wakeful mood fought"
Really, Mr.. Penfieid," began Mrs.
Latimer anxiously, when Amy inter
rupted her eagerly: +
"0h, mother, let him sit up If he
wishes to. We can get up and greet
Chris afterward, but there Is no use In
all of US sitting here like owls until
that train comes in. 1t may o arrive
for hours yet and Peters will be wait.
ing at the station with the sleigh, sc
Chris will be all right
VERY well. dear. It doesn't seem
quite fair to Chris, remarked Mrs.
Eatimer gravely. bug you may settle
that between yourselves
Perhaps I'd better go with Peters,
satd Dick. III am ashamed that / did
zaot think OF doing SO before.
~ Oh. Peters has gone,g said Mrs. Lat.
inner Il thought It best for him to bs
there in case the train should arrivs
Garlic than expected"
"It's not particularly bad night.
AIRS. Latimer,' said Penfield reassrr-