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The San Francisco call., 1910-12-18

TIE WAS out in Dreamland. Dream
Fl land is a hopeless. desolate ranch
4 Il far in the southwest. and the only
thing that this lonely man could COM
mend it for was the dryness of the air
blown over from the desert You may
be fairly sure that he was there because
he had to be; you know one must be
wise sne save lung in time. With the
doctors finger shaken at him in profes-
sional warning. he left the little town
that spelled HOME for him. And here
he was in the shack that had been billed
as comfortable quarters, with all mod
ern cenyenienees. His glance swept
around the one room that served as bed
room, dining room and kitchen. He
closed his eyes 10 shut out the sight of
misery IN the concrete
A wind Tustled in the chimney, swirl
ing down a gust Of air. dry. cold air. 1t
xsS5ls a few needles of the pine branches
that he had hung over the crude man
telpiece aboVe her picture. As he opened
his eyes 10 follow the shower of green.
Dresm inland, with its solitary despair.
vanished. he was back again with his
love two years ago. Her eyes, her hair,
the sweetness Of her presence, overpow-
cred his memory. and he covered his
head with an arm that once was the
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a FAY 1 say a word for that much
MI abused animal, the dog?
As4 have special reference to an
article which appeared in your paper
two weeks ago, entitled, Our Child
or Our -Which?" / certainly 40
not agree with the writer in what
she says about the dog as a house
''He would have been better off in
the barnyaTd." l think she says OF
the little King Charles spaniel VINO
sat with his mistress at table. Does
she happen TO know that a spaniel of
the toy variety is peculiarly liable to
pneumonia. and that course or
barnyard treatment would necessitate
small coffin (but perhaps Flora
Dell would prefer a backyard buriaD
in a few days. The place for lap
dog is on the lap.
am not a crank. I am the owner
Of two lovely dogs, neither of whom
II mean whom" not f'Which") would
dream of sitting at the table with US
or IN any other way taking the place
Of a child IA our family: but most
certainly they have the run of the
We do and they sleep in our bed
rooms. Ny little son would rather
go without his own dinner than see
Rover or Beauty miss his. And
those dogs get plenty of petting-
lust about as much as the children
do ! often say I'd miss them worse
than I would one Of the family; and
if 7 don't quite mean it. II comes
pretty near the truth.
= Mere animals2" Why, OUR dogs
aTe as good as human beings, and
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(6fiI5NTSTMAs AsNOLDIIME~

The fire, with well-dred logs supplied,
Went roaring up the chimney wide;
The huge hall tables oaken face,
Scrubb'd till it shone, the day to grace,
Bore then upon its massive hoard
No mark to part the squire and lord
Then was brought In the lusty Drawn
BY old blue-coated serving man;
Then the grim boar's head frownd on
high,
Crested with bays and rosemary.
Well can the green-gaThd ranger tell
How, when and where the monster fell,
What dogs before his death he tore
And all the batting of the boar.
The wassail round. in good brown bowls
Garnish'd with ribbons, blithely trowls.
There the huge sirloin reek'd; hard by
Plum p5rridge stood and Christmas pie;
Nor faird old Scotland to produce
At such high tide her saYory goose.
Then came the merry maskers in,
And carols Fear'd with hlithesome din;
If unmelodious was the song,
Ii was hearty note and strong.
Who lists may in their mumming see
Traces of ancient mystery.
White shirts supplied the masquerade
And smutted cheeks the visors made:
But, o. what maskers. richly digit
Can boast of bosoms half so light!
England was merry England, when
Old Christmas brought his sports again,
Twas Christmas broach'd the mightlest
ale;
Twas Christmas told the merrest tale;
A Christmas gambol oft could cheer
The poor mans heart through half the
year.
Sir Walter Scott
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entitled to just as much considera-
ton And they get il, too
Another thing: Children are nothing
but little animals themselves, and should
be treated as such. Any one who knows
anything about physiology and psychoi--
ogy will know that / mean nothing hard
or unfeeling by saying this. | have two
children of my own, and they did not
eat at the table, either. until they ar
rived at years of discretion. / have
known people TO be just as disgusting
about their babies as Flora Dellis friend
was about her dog: When | go out |
potatoes or fondled and fused over or
carried around everywhere we go.
And which would you rather see:
dog fed with ones own fork or baby's
milk tasted before it is given to him?
] don't think there's much choice. Did
YOU ever sit in a restaurant and watch
q woman eat ice cream and occasionally
hand the spoon over to her child. or
sip soda water for while, then put the
straw in the childs mouth? I wouldn't
eat after anybody; but if | had to do 1t,
I'd just as soon have a clean dog use
my dishes as a baby or any other
human being.
When mothers reform and know. how
TO treat their children so that other
peoples stomachs don't turn at the
sight, the dog owners will reform, too:
Take this very minute: across the hall
I can see my little girl romping with
Beauty and I'm going 10 stop it. Why?
Because Beauty would hurt Helen? Oh,
no IIelen's not al ali delicate: but she
might hurt Beauty. Dogs don't bite or
act badly unless they are treated badly.
If they do. they're sick.
And here comes my little John to tell
me supper's ready. Rover is with him,
and Rover is coming TO supper. stoo-
Come along. old fellow! Goodhy, Flora
DELI ] hope some day you will have
a dog of your own; and will love him as
he should be loved.
A LOVER OF CHILDREN AND DOGS.
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slowly and deliberately toward the
east.
lie didn't realize how long he stood
in his doorway, but the. contact with a
few loved books brought him to his
senses. What was he doing2 common
sense asked him. But this time he did
not answer the spirit that had care
fully guarded him against impulse for
two long years, He was packing.
Wildly. frantieally he tossed a few be-
lonsings into a case. The last glowing
logs in. the fireplace We're stamped into
ashy darkness and the Dreamer OF
Dreamland walked to the door. He did
net forget the picture.
Hours afterward the boys of No.
10 were arrested in a lively combat
over their greasy cards. Some one was
passing on horseback. Curiosity is hard
TO resist out in the land where the air
is very dry. The cards were laid down
and a rush made for the door.
'Why, it's the Dreamer," some one
said. .sWhere you goin'? =
s'Goodby," came back from the night
I'm going heme.''
you're fool, Dreamer" was shouted
in return, why. YOU haven't chance
back therel Do you want to diee"
mo. I'm going home to liver was
waited from a rstreating figure.
And, strangely enough, no one doubted
his word.
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come around with blare of trumpets
and the little glass slipper on velvet
cushion"
Would the aunt have felt repaid for
her sacrifice If the note had been
veneered with beautiful platitudes?
Another young woman once laughingly
remarked: There Is nothing proud and
naughty about me. When l notice signs
of any one yearning to make me
present / encourage them in their noble
inspiration as much as L decently can.
But all people do not feel that way
and usually the ones most in need of
help are the last to welcome it. The
pride of poverty is a sorry thing Two
ministers and their families lived in the
same country town. One refused to
accept gracefully the little offerings
prompted by the generous hearts of his
parishionerss the other family welcomed
them, even though some of the contribu-
tions were fearful and wonderful things.
One year many of the farmers butch
cred Thanksgiving week; SO Mr.. Jones,
Mrs. Smith. Sister White Uncle Jim. Old
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"HIS is not joke, nor is it the fool
ish statement and proof that the
- rich are unhappy to a greater ex-
tent than those less wealthy; but there
is an attempt to exploit the little trou-
cen as the atoms of comets tail. Civ
ing glory and attraction. bat, withal,
little resistance and impeachment
Now, for instance. did it ever strike
you, as a sensible thinking woman, how
troublesome it must be to decide on
certain gown for a great oecasion2
glance at the three or four mirrors
shows the rich woman that her ealoTing
Is a little too vivid this evening. There
fore the creation of clouds of cerise chif-
fon yelled with gray net must be placed
upon its hanger and slowed away Ma
rie. the little French maid. you know,
brings out a green gown, spansied with
iriGescent ke1uns; but il only enhances
the red in your skin-jux aposision of
color. whatever that may mean. You
do not Ike the gray silk and black vei-
vet makes YOU too warm. while white
satin is very trying. Finally-if you are
wealthy, of eourse-you allow Marie TO
eaiole you into wearing the yellow. and
spend the remainder of the evening in
regret that you have not dopned the
mulberry. Such is life.
Miss Jane Brown has two froeks for
festive occasions. One. by dint Of a pops
ularity of newness, is sNtoo dirty far
decent. respectable wage Garner to wear.
Therefore she slips into her Feuiard silk
ard the thing is settled irrevoeably. She
thinks no more of the perplexing CUES
ton and enjoys herself
Speaking of enjoyment. Go You think
that the very rich woman really enjoys
the luneheons. dinner parties or PINK
teas that till her engagement book? The
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Ere Dou 'Reaop ?

~ HRISTMAS the air. Holly and mistletoe and
the and glow of good will is hearts The
holiday spirit has been caught by this Yes in the
the off have
had time catch the of the hour. and here it is
heard odme celebrations ChrismasE
heap wood the hearts fire The fine of
the recipient the little Cinderella breezy
nephew the of "thank you is its best Read it.
Did that the rich have their roube They do though
look down this page and
When Does that phrase
Barbara Lee have forgotten the
childhood before Christmas when could
We happy indignant reply article
speaks the dog You ageef hear from
mayn that have for honest hearing
Readers Corner"
The calling they called the
little May they bring happiness to him and to you
Without doubt ready for Christmasi Are youl
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LITTLE DOTnEpJ :
or TnE .RIcn lz3s

psychology of contrast is Important in
considering genuine pleasure, and in the
great social whirl this is lost. These
little bothers of the rich woman must be
recognized or her refusal TO meet the
obligations viii be discounteRanced by
Mrs. Jack Hay" the leader Of The four
hundred poor. rich mortals.
Then tAeFe is the retinue of servants
for the great mansion that simply must
be kept in order. If the cook leaves,
the naughty sscond-acer maid will
probably refuse to take her place.
Specialization has the unsttFactiva
phase, YOU see ChauAeuFs are running
of with the daughters Of wealthy
families, and much disturbance results.
But if marriage occur in the special
SET to which our Hypothetical rich
woman belongs. think OF the bother en-
taiied' Endless schemes, and with the
incoming gifts an increased detective
force on the premises.
The rich wcmans husband and chill
dren are not her whole life. How can
they be? She may steal into the Rur-
seFy to leak at neT little bay. but the
goverEess has arranged for a nap. and
the discipline cf that part Of the home
must not De disturbed Her growing
daughter has her own set in the
finishing school, and The young man OF
the family is basy learning how bother-
scme It Is 20 bsloas 10 many eluas.
As foT husband he is occupied in the
grand tGssle wish The bulis an1 hears.
puFsu.ns the spiuen g0ti thai after al
claims us due fram all garshiDers.
They are happy, for hapllness comes
from within and money caa do
much to give eumtort. alleviate SITTER
ing and Increase the sweet charity that
IS ssfieieat compensation for macn
werrineRt. but don't forget that the
rich have inst ass raltnh Nc NllI have
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And We'll our Christian siTes OF old
Loved when the year its course had
roll'd,
And brought bHthe Christmas back
again,
With an his hospitahe train.
Domestic and religious rite
Gave honor TO the holy night:
On Christmas eve the bells were rung;
On Christmas eve the mass was sung:
That only night II all the year
Saw the stoled priest the ehaliee rear.
The damsel donn'd her kiFtle sheen,
The hall was dress'd with holly green;
Forth 10 the wood did merry men go
To gather in the mistlstoe.
Then opend wide the barons S hall
TO Vassal. tenant serf and all
Power laid his rod of rule aside
And Ceremony dehd his pride.
The heir. with roses in his shoes,
That night might village partner choose;
The lord. underogating. share
The vulgar game of post and pair.
All haird, with uncontrolld delight
And general voice, the happy night,
That TO the cottage as the crown
Brought tidings of salvation down
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get more milk the next time she is
hungry; for we all like to experience
onr omat warm. comfortable glow about
III our shroats that follows the doing OF
klnd act appreciated
"A young woman in New York who
oTpports tbare Sd herself and has little to give
sLano stino why people are always giving me
lnlngs. Nobody is under obligation to
me. and all my friends know l have
noLiing 10 give in return But she has.
ana ner intimates all know what it is
merely a sweet way of saying Thank
you ana the power of expressing her
grautude so completely and unreserved-
~ that they are much happier in giving
ner so much genuine pleasure than anv
gift in return could have made them.
Ihls girl enjoys little things. She can
squeeze more pleasure out of a quart Of
peanuts than some of her friends derive
from their touring cars A doting old
aunt in the west. knowing her love for
peautiful clothes and the meagerness os
ner income, made a sacrifice and sent
her niece the money for a silk gown. BY
return mail the aunt received the fol-
lowing note scrawled on a scratch pad.
Whlch was all the paper the girl had at
tne moment, and she always wrote
Whiie the impulse was strong and fresh:
ON, Ny Dear Fairy Godmother.
Now know how Cinderella felt that
wonderful night Never again will be
pumpkin. I'm frightened to death for
fear. OF what may happen when the
clock strikes twelvel A real silk dress
As the old woman said when her petit
coats We're cut round-abou 'Lawk
mercy! Is this me or is this not me?
But there is no use in trying to write
IL all with mere pen and ink: and, be-
sides. how can / sit here calmly and in
my right mind while adj this wealth is
waiting at my command? I've simply
got to fly down to the stores and let
the hoOip I'll cair aff ,1a
for you the first second | can More
later. With gasps of happiness. your
loving Cinderella
"P. S.-Perhaps now the prince will
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BEANS

neighbars' chickens foraged and steaith-
ily deposited mysterious bundles IN tue
ground beneath the stppble,
A young man who was learning trdue
in Boston was SO indenendent that ne
chose to do without some necessary
things rather than ask nnancial HeIp
from his unsuspecting family IN an
other city One winter he was handl-
capped by illness and half-tifne employ
ment, but his letters home contained no
hint of that. Only grandfather reda pc
tween the lines and suspected the reai
condition. for grandfather knew al
about that dauntless spirit. It pleased
him to slip bill occasionally in his
letters to the boy, and when the reply
came he would put 1t IN his pocket. take
his cane and amble of into the orchard;
where he could be alone to- read ana
ehuckle over something like this
Grandfather, you've saved my lie:
'pon my word YOU have, You rescued
me Just as | was going under for ne
ever experieneed) Before your letter
came | had IS cents two one-eent
stamps, which we will call exhibit two
and which will be affixed to your en-
Velepe; one meal ticket, fierce appe-
tite, one pair of socks that are so poT-
Gus that my feet have slipped through
so they are all wrinkied up around my
ankles, and thirty-six hours till pay
day. ! was debating whether to SO 70
Gus self etherized until time for the pay
envelopes to be passed around. Nvnen |
am about touching bottom grand ther
always reaches In with that helping
hand and drags me ashore. As Mr.. lie
GalIienne says. Dinner. Is there more
beautiful werd in the language?' Beans
for mine. tBefere I came 10 Boston
didn't know beans; since then I've
known nothing else.l Grandfather,
hope you'll get your reward IN the neyt
world. Surely there Is no compensation
commensurate with your kindness IN
this vale of tears and sorrow. Waiter,
beans Yours for full dinner pail
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HTHEN some people say Thank
wv YOU it makes chills creep up
your back Many people depend
upon few canned expressions of appre-
citation that are weak, lukewarm substl-
tutes for that vital, pulsating. joy-Siv-
ing language that should come from
gladdened heart as naturally and force
fully as water bubbles from spring.
One hesitates deliberately to count the
returns on gratitude adroitly expressed,
but there are returns undoubtedly, and
they are legitimate if the appreciation IS
sincere. When the art of expression is
not inborn it is well worth cultivating.
To be most effective, Thank you
should always be said de luxe.
Probably there are as many people
willing to give as they are eager TO re-
ceive, and possibly the reason why some
do not give 50 literally as they might is
because others do not receive as they
should.
Whether or not it is more blessed to
give than TO receive depends very much
upon the manner Of the one who re-
ceives. a wise person in accepting al
ways tries to make some compensation
TO the giver. LET not thy left hand
know what thy right hand doeth" is all
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tore the golden dream of youth from
you?
! remember one night how my tears
fell and how just at about the seventh
rib hard, gulpy lump wouldn't go
down and refused to come UP. | re-
member how | insisted upon the whole
truth concerning the heated discussion
that my chum and / had held. In my
trustfulness had decided that
father and mother would settle the
doubt that had been sewn in my mind
So they had TO tell me. Christmas
wasn't ever quite the same. although
something from Santa always graeed
the giftroom.
Do Nnu halievs in eirinn ehildren han
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man SnOW ana ali
the other regular
standbys came to
the door at different
times. all beaming
t h e cir benevolence
and offering a plate
of fresh butcher
ing. The minister's
wife accented each
offering with the
grace they all loved
and expeeted, and
they left without a
suspicion of the
pounds of sausage,
S D ar e ID s. head
cheese. ETC.. that
were crowded on
the swinging shelf
down in the cellar.
One night the small
f a m lily, satiated
with pork. in SOL
emn pro c e s s.io N.
crept into Il nearby
field where the
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TEAP on more
F wood. - the
IL wind is chill.
But let it whistle as
IL will,
Wen k e e D GU r
Christmas merry
still.
Each age has deem d
the newborn year
The fttest time for
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very well; but thy
right hand aDpreci-
ates a good hearty
shake after it has
done it. NOBODY
cares to admit that
he gives because of
the thanks he re-
ceives; but isn't it a
fact that cordial ap-
probation creates a
motive for more
giving?
SUPPOSE we offer
a starving cat a
saucer of warm
milk. and the raw
enous animal. after
licking the saucer
clean. humps her
back. stretches her
legs. curls her tail
and rubs against US,
purring gratefully.
we ARE human as
well as humane,
and the cat will
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that you have. established for the young
sters. Let them stay up one or two
nights. Carry them. hanging Imply
over your shoulders. as children DO. but
never let them miss few hours of glad
ness
And suppose that you haven't any lit
tie boys or girls. Does that mean that
there aren't any to take? I never yet
have seen a hearty, sincere wish to give
happiness blocked. Why. there are hun
dFeds of children. Borrow some. Take
few out for holiday. Don't tell me
that you can't. Bosh,
Alas for the man or woman who for
gets the days of his youth. with It's
beliefs, it's aspirations. its joys and its
little sorrows, That person is a piti-
able object who, in the great season OF
gift-giving. does not bestow upen some
child the gift that can never be wrssted
from his lifs-the memory of a few
hours OF happiness.
Life is long. and sometimes very
hard for NEST people. Scatter through
the golden days of youth the sunshine
that viii lend its reflected glow to after
days
When YOU were young. Does that
bring back to you the clean. innocent
joys of childhood. with the memory OF
loved ones? Does it suggest that it is
never too late to do something for some
one? Don't forget that others are mem
cry building and that yeu will never
pass along this read of life again.
BARBARA LEE.
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The only good histories are those that
have been written by the persons them
selves who commanded in the affairs
whereof they write
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Clippings from Alifbael
be MoHtaigne
A fan in seoth, is a marvellous, vain,
III hekle and unstable subject.

4V4
It is nat without good reason said that
he who has not good memory shauld
never take upon him the trade Of lying
The laws of conscience, which we pre-
tend to be derived from nature, proceed
from custom.
There are some defeats more tri-
umphant than victories
The only. good histories are those that
have been written by the persons them
selves who commanded in the affairs
whereof they write
There is. nevertheless. certain re
spect and a general duty of humanity
that ties us, not only to beasts that have
life and sense, but even to trees and
plants.
When 1 play with my cat. who knows
whether I do not make her more sport
than she makes me!
Why may not a gonse say thus; "AH
the parts OF the universe I have an in
. terest in The earth serves me 10 walk
upon. the sun to light me; the stars
have their influence upon me; ! have
such an advantage by the winds and
such by the waters; there is nothing
that yon heavenly roof looks upon 50
favarably as me. / am the darling of
Nature! is it not man that keeps and
serves me?''
Few men have been admired by their
own domestics.
1t happens as with cages-the birds
without despair to get in and those with
in despair to get out.
We are born TO inquire after truth; L
belongs 10 a greater power to possess IT,
1t is not. as DemocritUs said. hid in the
bottom of the deepS, but rather elevated
to an Infinite height in the divine knowl-
edge.
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There are some defeats more tri-
umphant than victories.
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The laws of conscience, which We pre-
tend to be derived from nature, proceed
fFom custom.
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It is not without good reason said that
he who has not good memory shauld
never take upon him the trade of lying
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When 1 play with my cat. who knows
whether I do not make her more sport
than she makes mel