The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1916-12-28
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Nest Week
"1'he Green Seal
by
CHARLES q. WALK
A Novel
A Week
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Continued From Our Las, lssue)

Continued From Our Last Issue)
TT was HIS own room. There
was no doubt about that. Hut II
had undergone a surprising
transformation. Tho walls and
ceiling were 80 hung with living
green that Il looked n perfect grove,
from every part OF which. bright
cleaning berries EliStcned. The
crisp leaves OF holly. mlstlctoo and
ivy reflected back the light. as II
SO many littlo mirrors had teen
scattered there. and such a mighty
blaxe went roaring up tho chimney.
rs that duh pctriticaticn OF "A hearth
had never known IN Scrooge's time.
or Marley >, or Tor many and many
winter season gone
Heaped up on tho floor. 10 form
kind OF throne. were turkeys.
geese. game. great joints OF meat.
long wreathA OF sAusAgeH. mince-
pies, plum.puddinss barrels Of oys.
tors. cherry.cheeked apples. Juicy
orRnFee. immense twclfth.chhes.
and seethlng bowls OF punch. that
made the chamber dim with their
delicious steam In easy state
upon this couch. there sat jolly
Giant. glorious To see.
Come In" exclaimed the Ghost.
Come In and know me better.
mani"
Scroo.e entered timidly. and tho
tho Spirit's eyes were clear and
kind. nc did no, like TO meet them.
Il am the Ghost OF Christmas
Present" said the Spirit Look
upon me-"
scrooge reveren,iy ala 40. Il was
clothed In one simple green robe.
or mantle. bordered with white fur
On ia head It wore no other Gov
cring than a holly wreath. set here
and there with shining icicles Its
dark brown curls were long and
I free. fire.. as its genial face. It's
sparkling eye, It's open hand. It's
CHEEKY voice. ltn unconstraincd de-
msanor. and ia Joyful air
You have never seen tho Ike OF
me before" exclaimed tho Spirit
Never. Scroogc made answer 10
It
Tho Ghos, OF Christmas Presen,
rose.
Touch my robe"
Holly. mistietoe. turkeys pies.
{ pnddinss/frtiii and punch. all van
ished instantly so did the room.
and they stood In the city streets
on Christmas morning
soon the stcrplcs called good Pro
pie all. TO church and chapel. and
away they came. flockinr thru the
streets 10 their best clothes. and
With their Eaycst faces And at the
same time there emerged from
scores OF hyc.etrcets. lanes, and
nameless turninEs innumerahle
people. carrying their dinners 90
the bakers shops The slight q
,heae poor jewellers appeared TO
interest the Spirit very much. for
be- stood vith Scroogc beside him
In 4 bakers door way. and taking
OFF the covers az their bearers
passed. sprinkicd incense on their
dinners from his torch.
And II vas a very uncommon
when thcro we're angry words be-
tween some diunercArriers who had
lostied each other. he shed n few
drops OF water on them from a..
and their good humor was restored
directly. For they said Il was a
shame 20 quarrel upon Christmas
day. And so II was' God love Il.
so Il vas
is there peculiar flavor In
what you sprinkle from your
torch >" asked scrooge
There IL Ny own"
Would II apply 20 any kind OF
dinner on this day. asked scroose
To any kindly given. To a poor
ono most
why a poor ono most" asked
/ scrooge.
because Il needs II most"
They went on. invisible. IA they
had been before. into the suburbs
Of the town. n was a remarkable
quality OF tho Ghost (which Scrooge
had observed at the hakar'sl. that
notwithstanding his gigantic slze.
ne could accommodate himself 20
any place with ease.
And perhaps Il was tho pleasure
the good Spirit had in showing off
this power OF his. or else II was
his own kind. generous. hearty ma.
ture. and his sympathy with all
poor men. that led him straight to
lScrooEe's clerks. for there he went.
and took ScrooRe with him.
/ And on.thc threshold Of tho door
I tho Spirit smiled. and stopped 10
/ bless Bob Cratchits dwelling with
the sprinkllng OF his torch.
Then up roso Mrs. Cratchit. Graf.
chit's wife. dressed out but poorly
in a tvice-turned gown. and she laid
the cloth. assisted by Belinda Graf.
chit. second OF her daughter. while
/ Master Peter CTatchit plunged
/ fork into the saucepan of potatoes.
And now two smaller Crntchits. boy
and girl. came tearing In. screaming
/ that outside the bakers they had
smelt the goose. and known Il for
their own: and basklng in luxurious
/ thoughts of sage and onion. the
young Cratchits danced about the
table.
What has ever got your precious
| father then7" said Mrs. Cratchit.
And your brother. Tiny Tim, And
Martha warn't as late last Christ.
mas Day by .an-hour,"
Here's Martha. mother!" cried
the two young Cratchits. "Hurrah!
There's such goose, Martial"
Why. bless your heart alive, my
dear. how late you are" said Mrs.
Cratchit. Missing her "A dozen times.
and taking off her shawl and bon.