Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1910-12-17

hadn't more sense than to pick that
fer n present TO woman-but
knew better two weeks later when
saw TIL little girls in red cloth
dresses, as slick an scrumtious as
the finest we'd seen in Salt Lake
city. SANITY dug out tho other.
gifts-somethin' fer each. includin'
ourselves. fer we didn't want him
to be questioned about US 'bcin' left
out. at last he shook tn sack up
side down an smiled.
That's empty he SAID, but
there's something more
II glared ut Cal an Cal glnred Mt
me; both wonderful what was COM
in next.
Santa Claus is only messcn-
GER he went on; he carries gifts
from friends to friends, an these
gifts he's brought to you are from
loyal and staunch men who love
and honor you. But there's an
other gift. yet. One that will be
shared by all in this house ana
will. know, give more joy, more
delight, and more happiness than
all else I've been entrusted to
bring
He'd got every one guessln'.
now, includin' me an Cal. He went
on:
Sometimes distress an afilic-
ton. almost too hard to bear. come
INTO families, but the great Father
of us all looks down with pity and
compassion and, often in our deep
est sorrows-our greatest troubles
he sends comfort: changes tears to
smiles; despair to joy unspcakable.
Waltz
HE flung tn door wide open an.
putin two fingers to his mouth.
whistlcd He sure was some whis-
tier!
Boys! you've been out after
moose, an you've seen the time
when. after followin' a trail fer
miles, you've heard tn light cracklc
of a twig IN a thick clump OF brush
ahead, an you've stopped as petri-
fled as one of them rocks on the
Washable range. Your finger how
ers on the trigger OF your gun as
1rhf
blossom, an your eyes are fastened
on that dark clump with hope, an
doubt. an fear. an expectation for
the bulgin' head an bright eyes to
break through the brush. That was
the way every man was staring out
into tn drivin storm. I heard a
gasp--a sob--an' lookin' round saw
Mrs. Rowland drop on her knees an
stretch her arms out towards the
black night just as I'd seen her that
day back of TIL horse shed.
"Then little ngger in Indian
clothes darted through tn door.
There was n cry of Mama! Nrama!'
and the next instant he was snug
gled close to her heart. Rowland
dropped on his knees. too, an
crushed EN- both in his arms.
There's times when every
man-even observation-disclosures
that he's better out of sight. We
boys stole out quietly an went
over to tn horse shed. There
wasn't anythin' said. because there
didn't seem to be nothin to say. We
squatted around, pullin' straws
TO pieces, an after few minutes
Plpestem Petcrs went out to tn
corral an came back with the
sorrcl pony. 1t hadn't been
harncssed since Buddy was lost.
1t acted some peovish. but we tied
him up an two of tn boys got to
work at him with brushes. clearin'
off tn prairie 50 5 to get II view
of tn sorrel beneath. Cal an I
took down tn little saddle an
bride an worked oil into them.
1t was n sure comfort to be dom
somethin.' Buddy was homc-an'
would be lookin' fer his sorrcl, to-
morrow!--that was ALL"
There We're few moments OF
silence as Trimpy concluded. Then
Grcascr Pete howled: That's ALL
you kinky-haircd OF boss wrang-
ler!-D'ye mean ter say rs yer
iinishin' tn yarn with scrapin' off
4 ilea-bitten. sorrol pony, an oilin'
saddles? Whcre'd that boy come
from"
Trimpy helped himself again to
the markings Of cigarette from
Bud Fanning's bag. Then he grin
ned and said:
Seems S If you'd got some APP
petite fer stories, tonight, Grcascr.
Well, seem that you're going to
help me With tn team I'll sure 4
accommodate you.
After a while Rowland shouted
to us 10 come up TO IN house.
When VIC got there we found SANITY
AM TIL boy ut tn table with
dishes enough around them to have
fed tn whole outfit. Kansas Gosscl
tn sheriff Of Boise, was there,
likewise, a-doin' his share fair an
He'd slipped in without
our seem him Rowland ana his