The Monticellonian., 1919-12-12

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the Kind old man guarding the tunnel
What's your name, little girl in
CURED the man Who's your Nam
MAJ"
I'm Eunlce. and my Mammals
fairy godmother
Miss Fay's child said the man
She told you TO come fer her, Ell
Eunice did not know what she an
sWered. fer she was running down the
tunnel along a well remembered pas
sage toward a star of light that shone
ia the distance. And then there
burst upon her eyes The dazzling spec
taeIe of the Christmas play.
She did not understand that those
rows Of ghost-like faces stretching
away into the distance we're the au
dience, and to her the setting OF the
stage was reality. Her eyes were
fixed upon the beautiful woman whe
stood and bowed and smiled. won
derful being illumined by greaf
shaft of light from overhead which
followed her every movement. The
fairy children had gone. and HID
Groves bowed finally and withdrew
toward the palace threshold
She had needed ali her eoncentra
ton to play successfully that night
and in spite of that more than one
of the newspapers commented dis
paragingly the next day upon her per
Torrance 1t vas unreal. they said
and lifeless. Gould they only have
seen her after the curtain felHD TIE
Hilda it was agony. The mother
heart was aching but she did not
know the cause. or that her child
could cure Der malady; she thought
of Euniee only as hateful and repug-
napt duty to which she must return
after her evening task. She turned
and entered through the palace por.
tails, which gave upon the wings
Now she was only tired woman
again. anxious to divest herself OF
her tinselled trappings. But TO the
little figure that stood before her she
was an Olympian Eunice stood lost
In amazed admiration at this wonder
full being who was her mother.
Mammal Mammal" The arms
were outstretched
"Eunice,"
The harsh tones broke the spell
The child remembered her last visit
and the establishment that followed
it. She clutched at her mothers
gown.
who brought you here? How
dared you come? You should have
been asleep hours ago"
The little arms We're clutching at
the fairy gown frantically and the up
turned face was one of piteous en-,
treaty.
Don't scold me, Mamma. want
ed Thanta Clauth He gives most
anything to good boys and girls
The tragedy in the childs face ar
rested Hilda The cold crust of self
ishness was breaking
81 wanted him to make you love
me like the fairy children. Mamma.
Love conquered. If only the critics
could have seen Hilda nowl Sudden
ly she understood the infinite sorrow
of the child's mind, the tragedy OF
the little life which she had created
the loneliness the craving for a
mothers pity and love. Tears gushed
from her own eyes and mingled with
the child's as she drew her to her
breast.
The doorkeeper came hurrying up
Miss Fay" he cried excitedly, you've
got your little girl then2 l thought
she was waiting beside mel Just
missed her. There's a gentleman
He gave way to John Groves Mrs
Holmes had discovered the empty bed
FIVE minutes before. and frantic with
alarm. had rushed up to the lonely lit.
tie room on the third story John
Groves had shrewdy guessed his
daughters objective
You've got her, Hilda Thank
God!" he began, and then stoned,
astonished at the look of happiness
on his wife's face
she came TO find Santa Claus
said Hilda She wanted something
of him. and guess he's heard her
prayer. But ! think It must be Santa
sent her to me. John. I've found
something tonight that I never knew
I'd lost, and I'm going 10 keep it
Eunice-home with me-us always .
cCopyright by W Chanman1