The Washington times., 1910-12-07
Napoleon the Great, Soldier
Though He Is, Cries
With Despair
DECLARES OWNER
SHALL BE FOUND
And Alexander the Great Tries to
Explain, But a CObweb
Hits Him.
By SELENE ARMSTRONG,
The st. Nicholas Girl
tons received today


7fura Beck, a little girI-.-.-..-..-.....- %
A Friend Of the Children-------.-----. .
Mrs Pierre c Stevens Toys
This is the story Of the lonesome toys
stored away in the attics and closets Of
Washington
IT'S a shame. that's what It is. a
beastly shame,'-
And though Napoleon the Great was
q soldier OF many battles. he whimpered
Ike a weakIinE- Tears rolled down his
dusty cheeks, and despite the hole in
his battered chest (for had be not fought
such men as Alexander the Great and
Ulysses S Cfrant2). he sighed in a man
ner that would have moved the most
unfeelins heart.
20. It's awful And who would have
thought you'd bring me 10 this2" an
swered Martha Washington. speaking
the Unkind language which women
sometimes use when they are provoked
with their husbands She had become
the wife Of Napoleon the Great Just one
Wee-- after George Washington. the
FatEeT OF His Country, was crushed by
the weight OF the rocking horse and
his rider, who tUTn5led in q heap one
day on the nursery door.
a Nan Of Action"
you know well enough II isn't my
fault" the soldier answered, adding
proudly: Am not a man Of a@tI0n?-
You surely know, Martha" inter-
rupted Alexander the Great in
queruloUs tone. chat a soldier would
never choose TO spend his Hfe in this
dusty attic Why but lust then a
cobweb foated by and caused him 20
sneeze so hard that he could not finish
his sentence
lead this dveary and lonely existence
In a dark corner Of the attic said a
soldier who had been merely a private
in the line, and who now lay face down
Ward on the floor. but within hearing Of
the conversation carried on by his sU-
periors- ITS Just because oz- Little
Boy Blue went away. and because his
mother doesn't remember about the
other children IN the world who need
Us, and with whom we ought-to be play
ing this very day"
And It s because my beautiful young
lady, Little Boy Blues sister, grew so
straight and tai that the fairy prince
she used 10 read 20 me about from her
story hooks, came and claimed her"
said Martha Washington, her voice
softenfnE al the memory CShe really
felt sOrry for the cross and vulgar
words she had spoken 20 Napoleon the
Great, and she loured 10 say 10 him
something that would sound beautiful
and kind
And at the memories awakened by the
words Of the soldier who had been a
private IN the line and OF Martha
Washington, who seldom spoke Of the
years that had passed. they all fell TO
talking Of the old times They recalled
the hilarious fun Of the nursery days:
the battles lost and won, the gay tea
Dartiee at which they had been served
with catEip tea and gingerbread men;
the journeys some OF them had made
around the world on Little Boy Blue
ChOc-ChOO train and then
They All Remember
NsUoleon,s voice broke General
Grant himself was weeping silently, and
Mary Ann, who was just q plain rag
doll. with no need to hide her feelings,
cried out loud
For they remembered the day on
which the laughter had died on Little
Boy Blues face, and how terrible the
silence seemed TO them when his feet
were stiIIed-
But Martha Washington was think
ing OF another day. and Of a face as
beautiful TO her as was the face Of
Little Boy Blue in death She re
mem bersd how the shining eyes Of
Little Boy Blues sister had looked out
from under her bridal veil and now
happy voice had said
"Co9d-by. Martha Washin gtOn. and
Nary Ann and all the dear things Of
nv. childhood
Hope Held Out
~Let Us try to wait in patience"
said Martha Washington, softly, and
she W. neither afraid nor ashamed TO
speak TIE hope that was in her For
It was IS If memory had come like a
guest before whom her companions
spread the royal purple OF their hearts.
surely better days are ahead for US
I fee that we viii not stay always.
unIOved and unCared for, in the dust
and dreaTiness Of this attic.
"Tnere are playmates waiting and
7-isi-ifls- for US out IN the wonderful
world And some day perhaps soon.
the mother OF Little Boy Blue and Of
Little Boy Blues Sister viii Temem-
Der 10 give US TO the playmates who
want us SO
And here are just a few Of the hun
dreds Of children who are pleading
for the TOYS with which Little Boy
Blue and his sister used to play
Stockings Are Ready
Dear Old santa:
Please bring me pair Of skates
Please being me a box OF checkers and
q little doll. one story book. one horn.
one set OF dishes 7 am eight years old
am in the second grade Don't forget
To ill ny stockings and trim my tree
sister Please bring them something
uIce. We have all been Sood-
EEEAIA OW En-
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