Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1921-12-16


windows was not untidy but held
several opened books and many letters
strewn about a letter file.
I One Of the large armchairs stood
in front Of the massive coal stove in
which the blue flames danced like lit
tie elves upon the red Goals, defying
heartily the bowling wind outside.
Some one seemed to have been pres
fent recently. The chair held a bath
robe, the cord of which dangled care
lessly on the floor, and the tassel OF
which rested upon an open letter be-
low 1t. Some one had been reading old
letters and that person was cozily
nestled in the bath robe. His tousled
head of grey rested on the back of
the chair. He was Faeeping and GER
Itainly was having the happiest Of
dreams for q smile took possession OF
his face. The flames Joined in the
happy mood by dancing higher and
faster. Even peaceful and happy
hours have endings. Mrs. Bohnenstock
had come quietly into the room and
gently shook her husband.
''No, no. Helen" said the man with.
out opening his eyes, Il am too old &c
dance and romp."
''Helen7 Whom are you talking of
j do believe you have been dreaming
answered his wife.
At the sound Of her voice, he wal
entirely awakened and arose from this
chair. He staggered about before hi
regained all consciousness and his
arms and legs ached from theh
cramped position. Il guess I've beer
dreaming, Molly, 1t seems as though
I'd been asleep for 3 whole year. Moll.
dear, why didn't you call me2 M.
stock must be fed and It's way pas
feeding time now"
do not worry about your stock
George. 1t has all been taken care OF
John UgIow came over this Afternoon
and we talked about our Christmase
when our boys were small. When
began to grow dusk, he said that
should not disturb you and that b
would feed the stock"
''Well, Molly, SO y0u and John talke'
over the Chrlstmases we had with on
little boys" said Mr.. BOhnenstocl
sinking back into his chair and beck
oning his wife to sit on the arm Of Il
II am glad to see that others mis-
those beautiful holidays and the Who'll
month before, when the air was flu
of mysteries"
"Oh, George, now know what 20
were talking of when came to wax
you" Molly said, running her finger
through his tousled hair. "Tell N
about it"
'I was reading some OF the letter
from Henry, for I'd been thinking G
him all day." began her husband
eThe last letter read was the on
We got from him last year just befor
Christmas, In which he told us how h
and Jane were planning Christmas 70
the youngsters, and how he hoped tina
another year he would be home wit
ms. sat here recalling the man
sChristmases you and I had planne
Tor our children. Molly, do you N
member the year we. had the Uglol
boys over for Christmas eve2" he e.
citedly continued, half rising from al
chair as the happy past came back t
his mind in jumbled snatches. 81 ca
see them now, the four boys and tw
girls sitting around this very stove
telling the Christmas stories whic
they had learned In school. Then, hoy
their eyes bulged and their mouth
Opened when Santa came into tn
room. The children danced with gleC
but the girls were a bit timid. Tn
boys, however, were real chummy an
asked Santa many embarrassing Ques
iEions about ais trips.
All this ne said slowly, pausing nov
and then so that he could i've it owe
gagaln. He looked up into Molly's face
Tor she had been very quiet, and Their
- saw big tear drops rolling slowl