The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1911-12-22

room. There's fathers gift. Can't You
see dear old dad behind every page OF
your favorite set OF books? All calf.
too. and illustrated by the only artist
that appeals to you. What riches lie
In the palm Of your hand as you look!
No one can rob you OF these. Every
page means the door Of new treasure
house. How good OF dear fatherl j
wonder how he knew? He must have
been listening when you and your
chum had. that ripping discussion OF "a
yorites And you can't understand how
he knew the color OF your collection.
An. Welt Trust a father.
Mothers dressing gown. She made
II unhelped and probably In the late
night hours after the very long day.
See how cleverly her fingers have
made three yards OF cord look like
much more. The loops and buttons are
handmade: they cost SO much less, and
you know mother hasn't a bank &C
count Of her own. She has not cut
down the rations. either. It's just hei
great, generous heart that has accom-
plished the seemingly impossible thing
The eyes are not so bright and blue al
when she was the happy. laughing girl
that dad first loved. But she sees just
as far beneath the surface, and she
knows how much you long for some
things All, what world OF sacrifice
and love stands behind these gifts.
oh. my! Don't smile, but liant this
just like that great, laundering cub Of
a Bob? He must have paid five or ak
dollars for this Poor, misguided. stung
brother! Now you can just see him
sauntering into the 'art (save the
mark!) needework" store. Do you see
his airy nonchalance as he casts his
eye over the pincushions arrayed In
glistening, satiny lines? How much
Is this? And this? The latter being
the more expensive, was quickly
chosen. oh, what ever are you going
to do with It? Bright pink satin, with
a suggestive bunch Of bright forget-me-
nots blooming out from beneath ruf.
fle Of very cheap lace. You'll never
forget IT, You know-the kind of
things you see at fairs. It may be the
reasoni Perhaps the fair is an In
stitutlon for helping hopeless pin.
cushions along an easy way.
But that's Bob for you! Care free.
big hearted, little rough on the es-
thetio edges. but ever willing to give
you the best. Put back the abomina,
tion Of satin and sawdust. Don't hurt
his feelings, please Thank him for his
thought. his generosity. You can do
this without being hypocrite.
Here's something that hurts. WhyfI
oh, because It has been given to get
ahead" OF you. She has money and has
bought the most expensive Of Its kind
and has forgotten to remove the price!
She really should not have done this,
for she isn't one Of your inner circle
and she doesn't care for you. Money
stands back OF this. Nothing more
than the dollar mark lies beneath the
lid. You know II, and a blush mounts
10 your cheeks when you think OF the
few remarks that you heard the giver
make about you at Lauras tea. Why
do people do these things?
Here's a queer one. Lift up the box
lid again. It's an old shoe box, butt
some loving hands have covered II
with two paper napkins and-look at
tho contentsl A loaf Of the finest
Dutch cake you ever tasted. Dear
Bridget never forgets you. does she
In her.little four-roomed cottage. where
she's very happy and very busy. she
always bakes the bread that you rel
ish and sends her awkward husband upl
with her best wishes every Christmas
day in the morning. What that cake
means only you and she can tell.
Let US look again at the little card
before you. What did thskf A tear