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in the hall. James explained some where to some one.
 Then he came and conducted Fuzzy into the library.
 The lady entered a moment later. She was more beautiful and holy than any picture that Fuzzy had seen. She smiled, and said something about @ doll. Fuzzy didn't understand that; he remembered nothing at all about a doll.
 footman brought in two small glasses O. sparkling wine on a stamped sterling-silver waiter. The lady took one. The other was handed to Fuzzy
 As his fingers closed on the slender glass stem his disabilities dropped from him for one brief moment He strengthened himself; and Time, so disobliging to most of us. turned back ward for a moment to accommodate Fuzzy
 Forgotten Christmas ghosts whiter than the false boards of the most epu- lent Kriss Kringle were rising in the fumes of Grogans whisky. Wha. had
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eigner pointed out was an advertise. ment headed "One Hundred Dollars Reward" To earn it. one must re- turn the rag-doll lost. strayed. or stolen from the Millionaire's man. sion. It seemed that grief still rav- aged, unchecked. in the bosom of the too faithful Child. Flip. the terrier. capered and shook his absurd whis. kers before her, powerless to distract She walled for her Betsy in the faces of walking, talking. ma-ma-ing. and eye-closing French Mabelles and vio lettes. The advertisement was a last resort
 Black Riley came from behind the stove and approached Fuzzy in his one-sided. parabolic way.
 The Christmas hummer, flushed with success. had tucked Betsy under his arm. and was about to depart to the filing of impromptu dates else where.
 Say, Bo." said Black Riley to him, where did you cop out dat don?"
 This doll?' asked Fuzzy. touching Betsy with his forefinger to be sure that she was the one referred to. Why. this doll was presented to me by the Emperor of Beloochistan. have seven hundred others In my country home in Newport This doll-"
 Cheese the funny business" said Riley. You swiped it or picked 1t up at de house on de hill where-but never mind dat You want to take fifty cents fer de rags and take it quick. Me brothers kid at home might be wantin' to play wid 1t. Hey -whatg-
 He produced the coin.
 Fuzzy laughed a gurgling. insolent, alcoholic laugh in his face. Go to the office of Sarah Bernhardt's manager and propose to him that she be re- leased from a nights performance to entertain the Tackytown Lyceum and Literary Coterie- You will hear the duplicate Of Fuzzy's laugh
 Black Riley gauged Fuzzy quickly with his blueberry eye as q wrestler does. His hand was itching to play the Roman and wrest the rag Sabine from the extemporaneons merry-an- drew who was entertaining an angel unaware. But he refraiDed. Fuzzy was fat and solid and big. Three inches of well-nourished eorporeity, defended from the winter winds by dingy linen. ntervened between his vest and trousers. Countless small, circular wrinkles running around his coat-sleeves and knees guaranteed the quality of his bone and muscle. His small, blue eyes, bathed in the moisture of altruism and wooziness, looked upon you kindly yet without abashment He was whiskerly. whis- lyly. feshily formidable. So, Black Riley temporized.
 "Wot'n you take for it, den?" he asked.
 Money" said Fuzzy. with husky hrmness. cannot buy her"
 He was intoxicated with the artists first sweet cup Of attainment. To set
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Cl8lfs
 other street was a pleasaBncs trim med to a leaf and the garage and stables. The Scotch pup had rayished the rsg-doll from the nursery, drag god it to a corner of the lawn. dug a hole, and buried it after the manner of careless uudertakers There you have the mystery solved. and no cheeks to write for the hypodermical wizard or fi-pun notes to toss to the sergeant. Then lets get down 10 the heart of the thing. tiresoIne readers the Christmas heart of the thing.
 Fuzzy was drunk Not riotously or helplessly or loquaciously. as you or might get. but decently, appropriate Iy, and inofensively. ss becomes a gentleman down on his luck
 Fuzzy was a soldier of misfortune The road. the hays1ack, the park bench, the kitchen door, the bitter round Of eleemosynary beds-with- shower-bath-attaotment. the petty pickings and ignobIy garnered iarg- esse of great cltites-these formed
 
 Fuzzy walked toward the river, down the street that bounded one slle cf the Millionaire's house and grounds He saw a leg of Betsy. the lost rag-doll, protruding. like the clue to a Liliputian murder mystery. from it's untimely grave in a corner of the fence. He dragged forth the maltreut ed infant, tucked it under his arm. and went on his way crooning 8 song of his brethren that no doll that has been brought up to the sheltered life should hear. We'll for Betsy that she had no ears And well that she hed no eyes save unseeing circles Of black: for the faces of Fuzzy and the Scotch terrier were those Of brothers, and the heart of TO rag-doll could withstand twice to become the prey of such fearsome monsters.
 Though you may not know it, Gro gsn's saloon stands near the river and rear the foot of the street down which Fuzzy travelled Tn Grogan's, Christmas cheer vas already rampant.
 Fuzzy entered with his doll He fan. ecu Nu1l an q AluAALitA aA Ale letLsi or Saturn he might earn a few drops from the wasscil cup.
 He set Betsy on the bar and ad dressed her loudly and humorously, reasoning his speech with exaggerat- ed compliments and eHdearments. Es one entertaining bis lady friend Ths Ioafers and bibbers around caught the farce of it. and roared. The barten. der gave Fuzzy a drink. Oh, many of us carry Tag-dolis.
 "One for the iady7r suggested Fuz. zy impudently, and tucked another contribution to Art beneath his waist coat
 He began to see possibilities iD Betsy. His hrst-night had been a sue cess. Visions of a vaudeville circuit about town dawned upon him.
 In a group near the stove sat @Pig. con- McCarths. Black Riley, and "One-ear" Mike. we'll and unfavorably known in the tough shoestrins district that blackeued the left bank Of the river. They passed a newspaper back and forth among themselves. The item that each solid and blunt for
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would have quickly suggested, by in duction. "A rag and a bone and a hank of hair" Flip a Scotch ter Tier. next to the rag-doll in the ehilds heart. frisked through the halls The hank of hair' Anal x, the unfound quantity, represented the rag-doll But, the bone? We'll. when dogs find bones they Donei It were an easy and a fruitful task 10 examine Flip's fore feet. Look, Wstsonl Earth dried earth between the toes. Of course the dog-but Sherlock was not there. Therefore it devolves. But topography and architecture must in- tervene
 The Millionaire's palace occupied a iordly space Tn front of it was a lawn close-mowed as a South Ireland mans face two days after a shave At one side of 1t and fronting on an
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the millionaire's mansion to do with . long, wainscoted Virginia hall. where the riders were grouped around a sil- yer punch-bowl, drinking the ancient toast of the house? And why should the batter of the cab horses hoofs on the frozen street be in any wise re- lated to the sound of the saddled hunt CTS stamping under the shelter of the west verands? And what had Fuzzy to do with any of it?
 The lady. looking at him over her glass, let her condescending smile fade away like 6 false dawn Her eyes turned serious. She saw some thing beneath the rags and Scotch ter rier whiskers that she did not under. stand But it did not matter.
 Fuzzy lifted his glass and smiled vacantly
 "P-pardon. lady," he said, but couldn't leave without exchangin' comp'ments sheason with lady tn house. Gainst principles gentleman do sho"
 And then he began the ancient salu- tation that was a tradition in the house whC l men wore lace rufes and powder.
 "The--the blessings of another year"
 Fuzzys memory failed him. The iady prompted:
 Be upon this hearth"
 The guest" stammered Fuzzy,
 And upon her who" continued the lady. with a leading smile
 "Oh. cut it out" said Fuzzy. ill., manneredly. T can't remember-D Drink hearty"
 Fuzzy had shot his arrow. They drank. The lady smiled again the smile of her caste. James enveloped Fuzzy and re-conducted him toward the front door The harp music still softly drifted through the house.
 Outside. Black Riley br athed on his cold hands and hugged the gate. Cold though he was, he did not think of deserting his post while Fuzzy re- mained inside.
 T wonder said the lady to herself. musing. 'who-but there were so many who came. I wonder whether memory is a curse or a blessing to them after they have fallen so low"
 Fuzzy and his escort were nearly at the door when the lady called: Jamesi"
 James stalked back obsequiously, leaving Fuzzy waiting unsteadily, with his brief spark of the divine fire en- tiHely gone.
 Outside, Black Riley stamped his cold feet and got a firmer grip on his section of gas-pipe
 You will conduct this gentleman" said the lady. downstairs. Then tell Louis to get out the Mercedes and take him to whatever place he wishes to go."
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of the young. The Child bawled. and was dragged away. hugging her Betsy close.
 There came the Secretary, pale, poised, polished, gliding in pumps. and worshipping pomp and ceremony. He counted out into Fuzzy's hand ten l, ten-dollar bills; then dropped his eye 2 upon the door. transferred 1t to James. it's custodian. indicated the obnoxious earner of the reward with the other, and allowed his pumps to wait him away to seeretarial regions
 When the money touched Fuzzy's dingy palm his first instinct was to take to his heels: but a second thought restrained him from that blunder of etiquette. It was his; it had been given him. It-and. oh, what an elysium it opened to the gaze of hi~ minds eyel He had tumbled to the foot of the ladder: he was hun. gry, homeless, friendless, ragged, cold, drifting and he held in his hand the key to paradise of the mud-honey that he craved. The fairy doll had waved a wand with her rag-stufted hand: and now wherever he might go the enchanted palaces with shining foot-rests and magic red fluids in gleaming glassware would be open to him.
 He followed James to the door.
 He paused there as the fIunKy drew open the great mahogany portal for him pass into the vestibule.
 Beyond the wroughtiron gates in the dark highway Black Riley and his two pals casually strolled. lingering under their coats the inevitably fatal weapons that were to make the re- ward of the rag-doll theirs.
 Fuzzy stopped at the Millionaire's door and betiought himself Like lit. tie sprigs of mistletoe on a dead tree, certain living green thoughts and memories began to decorate his con fused mind. He was quite drunk, mind you, and the present was begin ming to fade. Those wreaths and fes- toons of holly with their scarlet bet Ties making the great hall gay where had he seen such things be- fore? Somewhere he had known pol isbed floors and edors, of fresh flowers in winter. and-and some one was singing a song in the house that he thought he had heard before. Some one sisging and playing a harp. Of course 1t was Christmas-Fuzzy thought he must have been pretty drunk to have overlooked that.
 And then he went out of the pres ent, and there came back to him out of. some impossible, vanished and ir- revocabIe past little. pure-white. transient, forgotten ghost-the spirit of noblesse oblige. Upon a gentleman certain things devolve.
 James opened the outer door. A stream of light went down the gray eled walk to the iron gate Black Riley. Mccarthy and Qne-ear Mike saw, and carelessly drew their sinister cordon closer about the gate.
 With a more imperious gesture than James master had ever used or could ever use, Fuzzy compelled the menial
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 clever young journalists who have married early and Save an engagingly pessimistic view of life. Therefore, for seasonable diversion, we are reduced to two very question. able sources-facts and philosophy. We will begin with-whichever you choose to call it.
 Children are pestilential little ami mals with which we have to cope un. der a bewildering variety of condi- uons. Especially when childish sor- rows overwhelm them are we put to our wits end We exhaust our paltry store of consolation: and then beat them, sobbing. to sleep. Then we groyel in the dust of a million years, and ask God why Thus we call out of the rat-trap. As for the children no one understands them except old maids, hunchbacks, and shepherd dogs.
 Now come the facts in the case of the Rag,Doll. the Tatterdemalion. and the Twenty-ffth of December.
 On the tenth of that month the Chlld of the Millionaire lost her rag. doh. There were many servants in the Miilionairers palace on the Hud- son. and these ransacked the house and grounds, but without finding the lost treasure. The Child was a girl Of five, and one of those perverse lit tie beasts that often wound the sensi- bilities of wealthy parents by fixing their affections upon some vulgar, in- expensive toy instead of upon dia- mond-studded automobiles and pony phaetons.
 The Child grieved sorely and truly, a thing inexplicable 10 the Million aiTe. to whom the rag-doll market was about as interesting as Bay State Gas: and to the Lady. the Child's mother. who WAS all for form-that Is, nearly all. as you shall sea.
 The Child cried inconsolably, and grew hollow-eyed, knock-kneed, spin ding. and corykilverty in many other respects. The Millionaire smiled and tapped his coffers confidently. The pick of the output of the French and German toymakers was rushed by spe- cial delivery to the mansion. but Ra- ehel refused to be comforted. She was weeping for her rag child, and was for a high protective tarih against all foreign foolishness. Then doctors with the finest bedside man. ners and stop-Tatches were called in. One by one they chattered futilely about peptomanganate of iron and sea voyages and hypophosphites until their stop-watches showed that Bill Rendered was under the wire for show or place. Then, as men, they advised that the rag-doll be found as soon as possible and restored to it's mourning parent The Child snifed at thera- peutics. chowed a thumb, and waited
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faded-blue, earth-stsined rag-doll on bar, to hold mimic converse with it. and to find his heart leaping with the sense of plaudits earned and his throat scorchins with free Iibations poured in his honor-couid base coin buy him from such achievements You will perceive that Fuzzy had the temperament
 Fuzzy walked out with the gait of trained sea-iion in search of other cafes 10 conquer.
 Though the dusk of twilight was hardly yet apparent, lights were begin ming to spangle the city like popcorn bursting in a deep skillet. Christmas eve, impatiently expected, was peep Ing over the brink of the hour. Mil lions had prepared for it's celebration. Towns would be painted red. You, yourself. have heard the horns and dodged the capers of the Saturnalians.
 Pigeon" Mccarthy, Black Riley.
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and "One-ear" Mike held a hasty con. verse outside Grogans. They were narrow-chested, pallid striplings. not fighters in the open. but more danger ous in their ways of warfare than the most terrible of Turks. Fuzzy, in a pitched battle, could have eaten the three of them. In go-as-you-pleass encounter he was already doomed
 They overlook him just as he and Betsy were entering Costigan's Ca sino. They defiected him, and showed the newspaper under his nose. Fuzzy could read-and more.
 Boys" said be, you are certainly damn true friends. Give me a week to think it over"
 The soul of real artist is quencaed with difficulty
 The boys carefully pointed out to him that advertisements were soul
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Fuzzy Entered the Mlilionaire's Gate and ziszsased Toward the Softly Glowing Evidence of the Mansion.

less and the deficiencies of the day might not be supplied by the morrow.
 "A cool hundred said Fuzzy thOughtfully and mushily.
 "Boys." said he. you are true friends. I'll go up and claim the re- ward. The show business is not what it used to be-
 Night was falling more surely. The three tagged at bis sides to the foot of the rise on which stood the Mil. lionaire's house There Fuzzy turned upon them acrimoriously.
 You are a pack of putty-fsced beagie-hounds, he roared. "Go away"
 They went away-a little way.
 in Pigeon McCarthys pocket was a section of two-inch gas-pipe eight inches long. In one end of it and in the middle of 1t was lead plug. One half of 1t was packed tight with solder. Black Riley carried slung-shot, being a conventional thug "One-ear" Mike relied upon a pair of brass knucks- an heirloom in the family.
 Why fetch and carry said Black Riley. when some one will do it for VI? Let him bring 1t out to us. Hey what
 We can chuck him in the river" said Pigeon" Mccarthy. with a stone tied to his feet"
 ''Youse guys make me tired" said "one-ear" Mike sadly. Amt prog ress ever appealed to none of yez? Sprinkle little gasoline on i'm, and drop i'm on the Driye-well?"
 Fuzzy entered the MilIionaire's gate and zigzagged toward the softly glowing entrance Of the mansion. The three goblins came up to the gate and hngered-one on each side of It. one beyond the roadway. They fingered their cold metal and leather, conf dent.
 Fuzzy rang the door-belI. smiling fooiishly and dreamilyl An atavistic instinct prompted him to reach for the button of his right glove. But he wore no gloves 60 his left hand drop ped. embarrassed.
 The particular menial whose duty 1t was to open doors to silks and laces Ehie1 at first sight of Fuzzy. But a second glance took in his passport, his card of admission. his surety of welcome-the lost rag-dcll of the daughter of the house dangling under his arm.
 Fuzzy was admitted into a great hall, dim with the glow from unseen lights. The hireling went away aud returned with maid and the Child. The dcll was restored to the mourn ing one. Sne ciasped her lost darling to her breast; and then. with the in- ordinate seiHshnsss and candor oT ciiilchood. stamped her foot and whined hatred and fear of the odious being who had rescued her from the depths of sofrow and despair. Fuzzy wrisgled himself into an ingratistory attitude and esssyed the idiotic smile and biattering small talk that is sup posed to charm the budding intellect
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The Child erieved sorely and Truly.

for her Betsy. And all this time ca bleErams were coming from Santa Claus saying that he would soon be here and enjoifing us to show Q true Christian spirit and let up on the poolrooms and tOntine policies and platoon systems long enough to give him @ welcome. Everywhere the spir- 1. of Christmas was difusing itself The banks were refusing loans. the pawnbrokers had doubled their gang of helpers. people bumped your shins on the streets with red sleds, Thomas and Jeremiah bubbled before you on the bars while you waited on one foot, hoIly-wreaths of hospitality were hung in windows of the stores. they who had 'eu1v were getting out their furs. You hardly knew which was the best bet in bails-thgse. high. moth, ior snov. It was no'time st which to lose the rag-doll ofSyour heart.
 If Doctor Watsou's Investigating friend had been called in to solve this mysterious disappearance he might have observed on the Millionaire's wall a copy of The YamDlge," That
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 to close the door Upon a gentleman certain things devolve. Especially at tfe Christmas season.
 Tt is cust--customary," he said to James, the Mustered. when . gentle man calls on Christmas eve to pass the compliments of the season with the lady of the house. You nd'stand {? I shall not move shtep till pass com pl'mentsf season with lady the house. nd'stand?"
 There was an argument. James lost. Fuzzy raised his voice and sent 1t through the house unpleasantly. did not say he was a gentleman. He was simply tramp being visited by a ghost
 A sterling silver bell rang. James went back to answer its leaving Fuzzy
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ADAM A. wEsCHLER, AUcTIoNEER.

TRUSTEES SALE OF VALUABLE PROPERTY.
IMPROVED BY A TWO-STORY BRICK
DWELLING, KNOWN AS NO. 1912 4TH
STREET NORTHEAST.
Under and by virtue Of a certain deed OF trust
recorded In Liber No. 2140, folio 128 ct seq,
one Of the land records Of the District OF CO.
lumbia and at the request Of the party Sc.
cured thereby. l, the undersigned surviving
trustee. will offer for sale at public auction. In
front Of the said premises. on THURSDAY,
THE THIRTIETH DAY OF MARCH. AD.
the following described land and premises, lying
and being In the city Of Washington. In the
District of Columbia. and known and distin-
guished lot numbered forty-One (4D In Il.
NJ. Halls subdivision Of square numbered seven
hundred and seventy four (774), together with
the improvements thereon, known as house NO.
1912 4th street northeast.
Terms Of SALE: One-third OF the purchase
money to be paid in cash and the balance to
be paid in two equal instalments, respectively.
in one and two years from the day OF sale.
annum, payable semi-annually, and secured BY
first deed Of trust on the property sold, or all
cash at the option Of the purchaser. de-
posit Of 800 will be required OF the pur-
chaser at the time Of the acceptance OF the
bid. All conveyancing, examination OF title
recording and notary fees at the cost Of the
purchaser. Terms OF sale to be complied with
within fifteen days from the day Of SALE other
wise the trustee reserves the right to resell said
property at the risk and cost Of the defaulting
purchaser, after at least five days advertise
lished in the city Of Washington, District Of
II. Il. BERGMAN. Surviving Trustee.
mh00-d&ds No. S11 18th street NV.