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\J dlers," the head nur
/\ counted. "And a to
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t V \ N football?"
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Hy swered Nurse Hla
^ iihii crying mid ii;
\/feL laughing. "Isn't
liliL"/. V' | pitiful, Miss Gougt
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down her pencil and the memor;
dum and looked at the other wond
Ingly. "A football!" she relterat
"Then ho doesn't realize?"
"No, poor littlo fellow. Would y
giro It to him. Miss Gough?"
"What would the mother thlnl
the head nurse asked, and then Nui
Blair ceased all pretense and dabt
her handkerchief against her e:
openly.
"Let's ask Dr. Keith," she answer
and that Bolved the difficulty for 1
time being.
Johnny Ward was eight years i
and had been In the hospital
nearly flre weeks, ever since he v
knocked down by the baker's waj
,whllo playing upon the street aim
in front of the hospital entrance,
[was quite helpless below the wa
and would always be so said
Keith, after the operation, unleB:
weil, miracles had happened and si
cases had got well before. So he s
nothing to the pretty young mot]
who came day after day, wistful i
patient end always hopeful. Of 1
he had begun to suspect that 1
only boy, her stay that was to be
her later widowhood, would ne
leave the building save in a whee
chair. But she kept her fears to I
wftif, and nobody had had the he
'CcT tell her.
And Johnny wanted a football
Ills Christmas present!
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lsn t there enough money to buy a
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What sort should he have?
What are they made of? It's a long
j time since I was a boy myself," he f
j added, in self-excuse. ,
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J nurse, "Hut you don't understand. .
How can wo let him have a football^ ^
and let his mother see him with it,
and him lying there so helpless? It f .
would be Inhuman, doctor." I M Ak
"Hum! I'll take the matter under j /*r
, consideration," the doctor answered. 1 t /?gj} J
I Hut a few minutes later ho was ask- , M
lng the head interne, "Where would. ?_ % /A /
| you go to buy u football?" He put | i\x^i i/^I
down the address in his metnoran- . M~f w |j|i?
> j duin book, and the interne looked at fll /
him in wonder, for football and IJr. Ill
, Keith seemed somehow unassoclable. | | |
?. j "Well, here's the football, nurse,"
he said that evening, coming into the !
ward. It was Christmas eve. All
dy tne children were supposed to bo
asleep. Here there an eye
ol- drowsily unclosed to see if Santa
so j Claus had really come, but sleep was
ot- stronger than expectation, and Nurse \ok
he j Illair would see to it that no gifts '
1 vl-ent to the sleepless. I)r. Keith held i
in- out the paper wrapped globe. The
ir, ! clerk had blown it up for him, and,
alt' not thinking of having it detln??-d
it again, he had carried it thus for h 'f
i?" , a dozen blocks. ' If you think it I
let for lili>i not to have it, give i t. I 3^./
in- someone else. Give him a T j I
ofw hear." he said. I I
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IASTER NEWS, PKCEM BET? 19, 191:1
T CHRISTMAS DREAMS
^ W k
Sr'"f1 ?ii
i | 111 I K^v v FHtoi ^fj|
]HE LORD OF ALL
By Edwin Markham.
did them wrong the hour you sang
)rd's Nativity: the fair young gods,
ed by your scorn and stricken by your rods,
of Him who took the mortal pang,
heir clitl's that shone, their wells that sprang,
11 the wonder of their purple clime;
3 His feet descended into Time,
(s on the hills and sea-reefs rang.
ng gods of Hellas knew the hour
s bough was to break in sudden flower;
1 the hush they knelt without a word
ataii; lor in tne little one
jaw Apollo come again, and heard
;ried in the porches of the sun.
)od Things ti
erguson &
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1 with her sympathetic voice and restful uo a8K
, ways who had made it seem ?o. No spoke
' matter how tired she might be .with "I cu
her day in the schoolroom, she was over tl
always ready to rejoice or sympathize, filled ?
"I'll send her some roses?the finest sion o!
I can find," he declared with a sudden ically
J rush of remorseful tenderness. lie en- s<Jlf tl
tered a flower shop and bought a huge make
! bunch of velvety American Beauties, ton's
! "SpiiH thorn to Ihic i,~ mv dm
the dealer and gave him a card. en tbe
Next door wan the establishment of though
an exDenslve furrier, and a Lander best as
passed the window, lie saw Marguerite J?y BV
) Benton looking at a set of brown lynx, which
The rich tones went well with her He
, brown eyes and tawny hair. Ae she note t<
Btood there with the soft fure about for th<
her, she reminded him of some bar- f'od tc
baric princess. Ever since he had first street,
met her at a dinner given at the homo "Shu
of the senior member of the firm, these
Lander had been greatly fascinated, ni
and felt that her beauty and position 8ho w
: fitted in with his ambitious dreams. 80,1 be
j Yet, strangely enough, today her beau- of a cl
ty did not make its usual appeal to the w<
j him that mingled with her sinuous ter tal
grace, was also something of feline familii
! cruelty. lor ma
"Those furs probably cost more than as a 1
my month's salary," he muttered. "Her
insatiable craving for luxury would bring
| fasten itself, vampire like, on tho lifo r?nlty
j blood of the man who marries her!" then s
Ue strode down the street, feeling went >
that the crowded cars would stifle him, ,l
and longing for the sense of physical "NVI
motion and the stinging air against cried,
hiu ffinn U'hnn lw. ut-r. ?
'?w. ? iiv.il uc M UCiiru 1119 1UUII1S 11
ho found 011 tho table an invitation
from Mrs. Dane, a prominent society a daz?
hostess, inviting him to attend a din- *10 nn
? ner she was giving that night. tlredX
"That doesn't lit in with tho load of y?u ?
work I must get through with beforo w
o office hours tomorrow." Wearily ho anj ^
Y laid a package of business papers on
tho table and rested his read in his nni*
\ hands. "What does it all amount to? silene
.|. what does life amount to?" ho ques- ^ an
*t* tloned despondently. "These people face i
.|. who invite me do not really care for tur,! c
*j* me. It is merely because I fill In and 1
.j. make an agreeable dinner guest, and u<
*t* for that I have practically t>iven up worth
my old friends." ! ter*al
^ He realized that his present mood 'r
.1. was the reaction from exhilaration of
Y conquest which the past year of al- Cu
. . most spectacular success had given On
*x* him. try pi
.j. "I'd like to chuck tho whole thing Chris
i and go back. If only I could have a times
X talk with Alice in the old way, I'd feel child
myself again." He Bat up with new take
a ; energy. "i wonder if she'd let me fore
*? 1 come?" strike
??? I There was need to look in the tele- cause
*i* phone book for the familiar number, touch
With breathless suspense he waited the <
while tho landlady called Miss Glea- child
X : son to the 'phone, and at tho sound of the n
Y j her voice his heart began to pound thoug
a j boyishly. She was serenely gracious, by tl
^ | yet he detected a note of surprise as mate'
EI). V. PRICE &
CLOTII!
FOR THE RA(
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ed permission to call. Then she
of the roses, and added:
in't begin to describe my delight
lat quaint old English book. 1%
i long-felt want for tho posseet
a real first edition." Mechanho
responded, questioning liimie
while: "What book? Did I
a mistake and send Mies FenChristmas
gift to Alice? In
;god weariness I must have glvdealer
the wrong address." He
t of Marguerite's demand of tho
5 her due, and a sense of impish
.opt over him at the mistake
had defeated the usual order,
sent a messenger boy with a
5 Mrs. Dane containing regrets
) dinner, then dressed and hup>
the lodging house on Fleet
irro, and you're a stranger
days, Mr. Landers," remarked
aid who opened the door. As
ent upstairs to call Miss Glear
round Irish face reminded him
leery full moon. Ho glanced at
irti old haircloth sofa, and cenble
strewn with magazines, ths
ir ehabbincss of the little parde
the past year seem as unreal
everish dream.
>n Alice entered she seemed to
with her an atmosphere of soand
peace. Eagerly he rose,
milk back on the sofa, his face
vhito and everytliing blurred bo
iin.
lat is it, Edwin, are you ill?" aha
in her alarm the old name
d out unconsciously,
passed his hand over his eyes in
?d ftishion. "No?it is nothing,"
it. ? 1 *i ? ?*
ivv km. Alien, fiiriirMiy, i ma
-w ry with life as it Is. It 1*
nly 1 want, Alice, you, alone In
ide world tha^ 1 love, la them
ope?"
voice sank almost to a whisper,
ar one tense moment there was
b In the little room. Then, by w ay
ower, she drew the poor, tired
against her breast with a gesn"
ineffable tenderness,
hat moment, Lander felt that to
aary questionings as to what was
while, the answer was not ma*
success, but love which means
l Its fullness.
irious Christmas Superstition.
Christmas eve, at midnight, wun>
eople In England believe that the
t child revlBits the earth. Some,
therefore, If there Is a sick
in the house, the mother will
the little one to the door. Just bemidnlght,
and wait till the hour
?s. If the child recovers, It is bei
the Babe of Bethlehem has
ed it with healing lingers during
earthward Journey. But If the
sickens and dies, all Is well, for
lother heart Is comforted by the
;ht that the little one was called
le Christ child to be hlB "play'
In heaven.
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