The Newberry herald. (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, December 22, 1880, Image 1

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THE HERALD ADVERTISING RATES. I Advertisements inserted at the rate ci IS PUBLISHED d 75 ts for each sueuent insert I l)- oal column advertisements ten per een C. EVERY WEDNESDAY MORNING\ Notices of meetings,obituaries nd tributes At Newberry, S. C. Special Notices in Localcolumn15eent BY THOS. F. GRENEKER, dertisement notmarked vith te.m. ber of in i l wfHekept intill forbi4 Edtor and Proprietor.t ed Termns, $2.00 per .I,mnum, in%s A an A Family Companion, Devoted to Literature, Miscellany, News, Agriculture, Markets &c Invariably in Advance. r- The paper Is stopped at the expiration of DONE WITH NEATNESS AND DISPATCH :lUle for which it is paid. W DIE D Y M R I G E E 1 E The > mark denotes expiration of sub 1Vol. XV1. WEDNESDAY MORNING, DECEMBER 22, 1880. criDtion. .Miscellaneous. KENDALLS SPAIVIN C1iRE. THE MOST SUCCESSFUL REMEDY ever dis. covered, as it is certain in it- eifects ad does not blister. READ PROF BELoW. FROM REV. P. N. GRANG-R, Presiding Elder of the St. Albans Distiet. St. Albans, Vt., Jan. 20th. ls). Di. B. J. KENDALL & CO.. Gent.s: In r,-ply to your.letter I will say that my experience with 'Kendall's Spavin Cure' has been very satisfactory indeed. Three or four years ugo I procured a bottle of your agent. and with it, cured a horse of lameness causvd :y a spavin. Last season my horse becam,iC very lame and I turned him out for a few weeks when he became better, but when I put him on the road he grew worse, when I discovered that a ringbone was formin,. I procured a bottle of Kendall's Spaviu Ciaic and with less than a bottre cured hiin -o that he is not lame. neither can the bun ch be found. Respectfully yours. P. N. GitANGE R. PERSEVERANCE WILL TELL. Stoughton, Mass., March 16th, ISSO. B. J. KENDALL & Co., GENTS: In justice to you and myself, I think I ought to let you know that I have removed two bone spa vins with 'Kendall's Spavin Cure,' one very large one, don't know how long the spavin had been there. I have owned the horse eight months. It took me four months to take the large one off and two for the small one. I have used ten bottles. The horse is entirely well, not at all stifr. and no bunch to be seen or felt. This is a wonderful ned icine. It is a new thing here, but if it does for all what it has done for me its sale will be very great. Respectfully yours, CHAs. FARKER. KENDLLS SPAVIN CURE. Acme, Michigan. December 28th. 1879. B. J. KENDALL & CO., GENTS: I sent you one dollar for your "Kendall's Spavin Cure" last summer which cured a bone spavin with half a bottle. The b6stlinimntuLI ever usec'. Yours re%pectfully, HOMER 1HoXIE. STATEMENT MADE UNDER OATH. To WHoM iT MAY CoNCERN.-In the year 1875 I treated with Kendall's Spavin Cure, a bone spavin of several mouths' growth, nearly half as large as a hen's egg. and com pletely s,opped the lameness ani. renove( the enlargement. I have worked the horse ever since very hard, and lie never has been lame, nor could I ever see any difference in the size of the hock joints since I treated him with Kendall's Spavin Cure. B. A. GAINES. Enosburgh Falls, Vt., Feb. 25.1879. Sworn and subscribed to before me this 25th day of Feb.. A. D. 1S79. JoHN G. JENNE, Justice of the Peace. KENDALL'S SPAVIN CURE ON HUMAN FLESH. Palten's Mills, Washington Co., N. Y., Feb.~21, ls-. B. J. KENDALL, M. D.: Dear Sir-The par ticular case on which I used your "Spavin Cure" was a malignant ankle sprain of six teen months! standing. I had tried many things, but in vain. Your -'Spavin Cure" Dut the foot to the ground again, and. for the first time since hurt, in a natural posi tion. For a family liniment it excels any thing we ever used. Yours truly, REV. M. P. BELL, Pastor M. E. Church, Patten's Mills, N. Y. KENDALL'S SPAVIN CURE is sure in its et fects, mild in its action as it does not blis ter, yet it is penetrating and powerful to reacii every deep seated pain or to remove any bony growth or other enlargement, such as spavins, splints. curbs, callous. sprains, swellings, any lamene ss and all en largements of th joints or limbs, or rheu matismin man or beail. It is now known to be the best liniment &or man ever used, actin- mild and yet certain in its effects. Send address for Illustratedl Circular which we think gives positive proof of its virtues. No remedy has ever met with such unqua-li tied success to our knowledge, for beast as well as man Price $1. per bottle. or six bottles for S5. ALL DRUGGISTS have it or can get it for you. or it will be sent to any aldress on receipt of price by thie propr:etors, D)a. B. .J. KEN DALL & Ct0., EnosbP'-4h Falls, Vermont. HUNT, RANKZN & LAMAR. A.gts., Atlanta. Ga., also, THOMFSON & MU-rH, Baltimore, Md. Jun. 9,*24-6m. DOWIE & HOISE, Agents, CHARLESTON, S.C. PROSPECTUS. To be published by subscription, a vol ume of short POEMS AND SKETCHES, -BY "MAGGIE," The well known and Popular Correspon dent of "'TrNana BRIt HlEitA.." The Volume will comprise from 100 to 151) pages, and not to exceed in price $1.0)0. Subscribers' nasmes will be received by THOMAS F. GREYEKEl', Editor "New berry Herald," Newberry, S. C., or WHIT TET~ & SHEP'PERSON, Publishers, Rich-. mond, Va. Sep. 22, :3-tf. \VILLUA1STOUHFEALE COLLEGE Respectfully offers its services to those parents who desire to secure for their daughters the thorough and symmetrical cultivation of their physical, intellectual, and moral powers. It is conducted on what is called the "One-Stndy" Plan, with a SExI-ANNUA L CoURse of Study ; and, by a system of Tuitional Pre mium's, its Low Rates are made still lower for ALL who average 85 per cent. No Public Exercises. No "Receptions." Gr aduation, which is always private, may occur eight times a year. For full information, write for an Illus trated Catalogue. Address REV. S. LANDER, President, Oct. 27, 44-ly Williamston, S. C. SYourselves by making money when a golden chance is offered, thereby always jkeeping poverty Irom your door. Those who al ways take advantage 0f the good chances for making money that are offeredl,gene rally become wealthy, while those who do not improve such chances remain in pover ty. We want many men, women,.boys and girls to work for us right in their own 1o caiities. The business will pay more than ten times ordinary wages. W e furnish an expensive outfit and all that you need. free. No onc who engages fails to make money very rapidly. You can devote your whole time to the work, or only your spare moments. Full information and all that is needed sent free. Address Stinson & Co., Portland, Maine. Oct. 13, 42-1y HARVEY REESE, IN NEWBERRY HOTEL. Being desirous of giving general satisf'ic tion, I have spared no pamns to make my shoo comfortable and agreeale to all who and solicit plain and fashionahle work. Sat isfac-.ion guaran-eed. I thank my numer ous p%tronLs for their gen.erous support in the past. Sep. 22, 89-tf. .lisceUaneons. New Store! New Stock! H1 tving erected a new and commiiolious Store on the sitv of our Old .t;;:d, our fa ciltieq for condting the Fo:-ign and Do mestic Fruit trade are now unsurpassed in the Southern Coluntrx The attentiou of our frienid, and dealers generally, -s called to this tAct, and also to our fresh supplies arriving to-day. 100 birrels Northern APPLES. 5( boxes Messina Lenous. 25 barrels and half barrels Pears. 15 pkgs. Delaware and Concord Grapes. 2116 barrels E, Rose Potatoes. 25 Barrels Onions. lo) barrels Northern Cabbages. PraelAesAnd Grapes fresi every morning by Express. C. BART & CO., 55, 57 and 59 Market Street, Sep. 22, 39-4.a Ch:rleston, S. C. 1880. 1880. GRAND CENTHi.L HOTELs (Formerly the Wheeler House,) COLu-M3IA, S. C. THOROUGHLY RENOVATED, REFLRNISHED AND REFITTED. TERMS, $2.00 TO $3.00 PER DAY. JOHN T. WILLEY, Propriet'r. Nov. 10, 46-tf. FRED VON SANTEN, 279 KING ST., CHARLESTON, S. C. Santa Claus' Headquartrs. WHOLESALE AND RETAIL. NOW REIDY TO SUPPLY EVERYBODY. COME AND SEE ME. Nov. 17, 47-6m. HENRY BAYER, IMPORTER OF BANANAS, COCOANUTS AND ORANGES, And Wholesale Dealer in Apples, Potatoes, Onions, &c., 215 EAST BAY, CHARLESTON, S. C. [g Prompt attention given to country orders. Nov. 17, 47-6m. C. C. PLENGE, Corner Broad and Church Streets, CHA RTESION, S. C. AGENT FOR DUNLAP'S FIFTH AVENUE HATS. FALL .TYLES NOW READY! Fine Silk flats, $4.00, $5.00. Men's Soft H1ats, 5c. to $5.00. Men's stiff Hats, $1.00 to $3.50. Nol11Y HATS FOR YOUNG MEN, A S'ECIALTY. UMBRELLAS. Silk Umbrellas, froT $3.00 upwards. Alpaca from $250 to $4.50. Gingham " 75C., $1.00, $1.2--, $1.50. Morning Bands put on Hats,2.5 Cents. HtS Restocked and Trimmed. J- A call is respectfully solicitedl. Nov. 17. 47-4;m. PAVILION HOTEL, CHARLESTON, S. C. Tis popular and centrally located House has been entirely renovated during the past summer and was REOPENED to tl e travel ing public on August 16, 1880. Terms, $2 and $2.50 per Day, E. T. GAILLARD, Nov. 17, 47-ti'. PROPRIETOR. HERMANN BULWINKLE, Faor and General C0mmission lerClat, CHARLESTON, S. C., DEALlKR IN GERMAN KAINIT, or POTASH SALT, Peruvian Guano, No. 1 and No. 2, Pure Fish Guano, Nova Scotia Land Plas ter, Ground South Carolina Phosphante, and other FERTILIZERS. Also, Corn, Oats, Hay, &c. Orders filled with dispatch, and liberal advances made on consignments of Cotton and other Produce. Nov. 10, 46-3m. Preserve Your Old Books ! E. R. STOKES, Blank. Book Manufacturer Aim GEERAL BOOKBINDER. Has moved opposite the City Hnll, where be is fully prepared, with first-class work men, to do all kinds of work in his line. BLANK BOOKS RULED to any pattern and bound in any style desired. My facilities and long acqusimtance ,vith the business enable me to guarantee satisfac tion on orders for Bank Books, Railroad Books, and Books for the use of Clerks of Court, Sheriffs, Probate Judges. Masters in Equity, and other County Officials. amphlets, Magazines, Music, Newspapers and Periodicals, and all kinds of publIcatIons bound on the most reasonable terms and In the best manner. All orders promptly attended to. E. R. STOK ES, Main Street, opposite New City Hall, Ot. 8, 41-zf. Columbia, S. C. NEWBERR~Y HOTEL, -BY A. W. T. SIMMONS. This elegant new Hotel is now open for the Ireception of guests, and the proprietor will spare no effort to give satisfaction to the travelling public. Good airy rooms, com fortable beds, the best of farre, attnen tive, ac commodating servants,and moderate charges wi.l:b th rl..t June 9, 24-tf. Pianos and Organs. 4-I C) V2 a O S OTI m 0 > OTI S-M ) - E. - S AA 0 o~- VSt BODD.VRKDES whc poue l i SN Lv,the Eide As It~ is unxeldo h P S aCD tl onA 6 C6 aCl, etono CDC -- FOR __T. lRAINE lacoac )rugits Chalso S C. 5ly t -A0 --ui ' Giv Entir Satsfc i NATU RCS OWN REMEDY v t TURE I VEGEABLE T 'MEDICINE FORTHE CURATINE pound fonanl i Eaiga whiecdete saeroughou ald ehseSofutheBloid t rLiver mlit.HrAs nato n IIATPIIiecllsfr h Tey cure o equal,d i and are reom ene by uthuad as bero For an digae taa thcropieors Bclim for thetn.hUSn ird effc w ereoh ril haei.been un succoessfullyptried. -AATNE T-ia,ec W.r SErouaDsa. PELASKM' DUST SBCBEFOR THE COLUMBIA, S.W CXELC. Itr is n s 8 ag papr,de in Re Mr th p phle,leb wit interestin Whoter-ale ruaing, New,harke t, c. Subsripion on Giear Entire SatifaMo on S. Ane Fo p i x hasbme sandielar ani Exaga uopyfrcedned aear tpecimnshoar ho utape, isS4ay r 40-fi ioradPbihr ng .doin alth the propriator cl.25. MICCOLA'S PRESENT. or, s%,cet Piccola ! Did veu hear 'hat hap; ened to Piccola, children dear? is seldom Fortune such favor grants 5 fell to this little maid of France. 'was Christmas time, and her parents poor uld hardly drive the wolf from the door, riving with poverty's patient pain ly to live till summer again. gifts for Piccola! Sad were they [day; hen dawned the morning of Chriqtmas teir little darling no joy might stir, Nicholas nothing would bring to her! it Piccola never doubted it all iat something beautiful must befall rery child upon Christmas day, t id so she slept till the dawn was gray. Ad full of faith, when at last she woke, ie stole to ber shoe as the morning broke; ( ich sonnds of gladness filled the air, was plain St. Nicholas had been there ! rushed Piccola sweet, half wild; ver was seen such a joyful child! See what the good saint brought!" she cried; d mother and father must peep inside. Dw such a .mtory who ever heard ? iere was a little shivering bird! sparrow, that in the window flew, ad crept into Piccola's tiny shoe! low good poor Piccola must have been !" ie cried, as happy as any queen, 'hile the starving sparrow she fed and warmed, nd danced with rapture, she was so charmed. uildren. this story I tell you, r Piccola sweet and her bird, is true; i the far-off land of France, they say, ill do they live to this very day. 00h,ING FOR SA.XTA C~LIUS, -0 GOOD STORY FORIB 1BOYS AND GYELS. -0 One wintry day little Mina rose in the morning and found at her mother was not up. This was strange, for the sun ras high and his beams fell aslant brough the high garret window pon the bare floor. The stove ras cold and the coffee-pot stood mpty on the shelf. Mina laugh. d at the thought that she had raked before her mother. She lipped on her blue woolen dress, er large checked apron, her nitted stockings, and thick:shoes nd having washed her face, and raided her hair in two tight lit le pigtails, crept around to her mother's bed, intending to kiss er awake. But her mother's yes 'were wide open, her cheeks rere red, and her hair was tossed ,bout on the pillows. 'Oh, my child,' she cried, as she aw her little girl. 'what shall we o now ? 1 am ill. I have a fever f some sort. My bead is as heavy s if it was made of lead. I am no t vn able to rise, much less to go bout my work. We shall starve ogether, you and 1, poor, un tappy widow and orphan that we 'Oh, no, mother,' said Mina. We need not starve. I can make he coffee, and go and buy the iread and sausage.' 'Child, child!' cried the mother, very soon there will be..no money ,o buy anything. I h'tve felt my elf breaking down for a week. have no hope now. I must send or the doctor, and when he finds : am not able to pay him he will ,end me to the hospital. You, oor little soul, you will soon be notherless as well as fatherless.' The poor woman hid her face n the pillow. Mina wept. Tears 'an down her cheeks; but she on went to the stove, and kin led a fire, and made the coffee, ts she had seen her mother do 'The coffee will do you good, noter,' she said. But the poor tick mother was too feverish to caste it. Then, indeed, Mina felt that verything was wrong. 'Christmas time ! Christmas time!' repeated the poor woman, alkig more to herself than to er child ; 'and Christmas used to be so happy. At this Mina crept closer to her mother's bed. Yes, in two days Christmas would come. She had looked forward to it so. She had bopd t.hat he would find in her stocking a wax doll with blue yes, and a candy basket full of sugar plums, at least; but she ihould not care for them if her )oor mother were so sick. 'Child ! go to the old doctor,' said the mother. 'Go tell him to -ome quickly ! I must be made well if he can do it! Go! Go!' Mina put on her hood and ran Lway. The good old German loctor came back with her, and elt his poor country woman's >ulse, and wrote a prescription, Lnd patted little Mina on the lead, and bade her take care of ior mother. Brat the child took iarly all the small purse con ,ained to pay for the powders he )ad ordered, and though she watched by her mother's bed all lay the mother grew worse. She ay tossing to and fro, talking of' ,he past. 'It was Christmas time when I -an away with your father,' she said with the qnick speech of rever. 'My father did not like aim, nor my mother either; so we ran away and were married. We ame to this country in a great 3hip. We were very happy until be died. Mina, do you remember ow good he was to us last hristmas? Ah, only for you, )nly for leaving you, my little 7irl, it would seem best for me hat I am going to him. 'Christmas! Oh, in Germany, it home .in Germany,. we always ad a Christmas tree, and wesat* aigether in the parlor, and the window lifted and St. Nicholas ame in. He gave us toys and gifts of all sorts. We were glad, nd yet frightened. Our wooden shoes were set in a row on the hearth at night. In each we found some gift. Such a supper! danc ing I music ! 'I wonder whether my old fa ther is dead; whether my old mo ther lives; whether they forgive me?' She wept, but little Mina sat thinking. She thought of Santa Claus-old St. Nicholas, the good Christmas friend of all good children-he would come down the chimney, or in at the window, with any gifl he pleased. Surely, if he was so good to her mother when she was a little girl, he would remembei her now that she was sick. But how was be to know ? He could, if he pleased, give her mother plenty of money. f that she felt certain. But how was one to find him ? 'Mother,' she said, 'where does Santa Claus live ?' The poor mother was fast growing delirious. 'What did you ask ?' she said, dreamily. 'Where he lives ? Oh, I do not know.' 'But he could- do anything, give anything he chose ?' asked Ama. 'Yes,' said the feverish woman, 'yes-yes; tel! him to give me ice -nice, cold, glittering icc-to cool me head-ice, ice.' 'Oh, I will get you some ice, mother,' said .Mina. 'I will go to the grocer's and get some.' She took a bowl from the closet and a penny from the old purse, and ran cut of the room, shutting the door softly behind her. There was a grocery in the lower part of the house, and she went into it and up to the coon ter. A rosy-faced Dutch boy gave her the ice, and he looked so good-natured 'that she asked him a question. 'Do you know where Santi Claus lives ?' she said. The boy scratched his head. 'Yes-he libs in Germany,' he said. Ama's heart leaped high. 'Biddy-little Biddy Flynn, she called to a child passing th door, 'will you take this bowl o ice up to my mother, and giv her some and stay by her until come back.' I'll only be gone few moments.' Good-natured little Biddy tool the bowl and ran up stairs, an' Ama ran down the streets tha se knew led to the river, as fas as her feet could carry her. Sh ad two cents in her pocket, an thought that would pay her fare A sailor was standing near fruit stand. Mina looked up int his round, brown face with cot Mence. 'Mr. sailor,' she said, 'will you tell me which of those ships go to Germany?' 'Why, that one yonder, my lit tIe, lass,' pointing to one over which the German flag floated. But Mina thought he meant the little ferry-boat that ran to Wee hawken. 'Thank you,' sh.e said, and flew sway. A bell 'was ringing ; she hurried past the ferry-house, dropping her two cents into the hand of the ferry-master, and the boat was off the next moment. It did not take long tocross the river, and Mina went on shore and looked about. A great, good natured looking man sat smoking his pipe at the door of a shoe maker's shop. Mina went up to him and said softly : 'Please, sir, will you tell me where Ar. Santa Claus lives?' 'Mr. Santa Claus ?' said the man, in broken English. 'Vell, I do not know-does he keep shop or work at a trade? You tell me vot he is, den maybe I re member him.' 'Don't you know: I thought every one know Mr. Santa Claus.' said Mina. 'He--he makes toys for little children.' 'So!' said the German! 'So. Yas. I know. Go up dis street and along to the noxt corner, den you see a little gate. Behind dat you find de man dot makes toys for de children.' Mina said that she was mueh obliged. She felt that people were amiable in Germany, and her hopes rose high. She follow ed her old German's direction and soon came to a high fence. There was a gate in it. She lifted the latch and opened it, and before her was a low,. brown house. Soft ly she crept up to the window. Yes, yes, she had found Santa Claus at last. There, before the fire, sat a little fat ol man, with white hair and rosy cheeks, hard at work with a turning lathe. An old woman, as rosy as he was, was gluing pieces of wood togeth er with a brush-toy chairs, tables, bedsteads, wagons, milk-maids jointed dolls; and at a table sat four little girls painting away at the finished toys with the brightest c>lors. Oh! this was delightful, and Santa Claus and his wife look. ed so kind ! Mina knocked on the door. Some one cried, 'Herein,' and she entered. She stood at the threshold anc dropped the litte courtesy he mother had taught her, and said: 'Please, Mr. Santa Claus, I want to speak to you particularly. I is about Christmas.' 'So !' cried the old gentleman and truly he was a German rising. 'But what did you cal me, little one ?' 'Mr. Santa Claus,' said Mina 'I've been looking for you all day and poor mother is so sick. That is why I want to see you. Yet used to come in at the window or Christmas eve when she lived it: Germany, and you always pui something in her shoe, and nov she cannot earn money because she is sick. I want yen to comt down the chimney aud put enougl in her stocking to last until she i well, for father is dead, and w< have nobody who cares for us And you-oh ! you are so good always going over the reefs or Christmas eve, and giving pres ents to everybody.' 'The child thinks you are Sant: Claus,' whispered the old Germal woman in her husband's ear. '01 how like she is to our little Miru do you net see ?' 'Do you speak German, child? said the old man. 'Yes,' said Mina, 'it is my oc thr's language. Yes, I speaki very well.' S'And what is your name ?' aske the old gentleman. 'Mina Hoffman,Mr. Santa Clau: Iif you please,' replied Mina. tThe old woman caught her hui band's arm. S'Be quiet, be quiet,' whisper the old man. 'It is a comme name.' 'And how did you think of cot .ing here, my little maiden ?' said Mina. 'To-day mother cried and told me how pleasant it used to be in Germany; and oh, Mr. Santa Claus, you must know where her father and mother are. She said she ran away from them; and I know she thought it was naughty-only what could she do if they wouldn't let father come in?' 'Hans, Hans, it is our daughter!' cried the old woman. 'What was the name of your mother's father?' 'It was Ansen, Mrs. Santa Claus,' said Mina. The old lady began to cry. She caught the child in her arms and kissed her fondly. 'Oh, good Mrs. Santa Claus you will ask Mr. Santa Claus to help mother won't you ?' pleaded Mina. But now the old couple took her by the hands and led her away to an inner room, where the old lady rum. aged in the drawer of a little bureau and brought out an old-fashioned daguerreotype. 'See, child,' she said. 'Don't this look like any one you know ?' 'It looks like mother,' cried Mina, 'only-only not so old.' 'It is enough,' said the old gentle man. -Child, God has sent you. I am not Santa Claus. I am only an old toy-maker, working here in Wee hawken-in a strange country to which I came ;from my fatherland. But my dear, I am your grandfather, and this is your grandmother. We came to America to look for our daughter when we heard she was a widow, but we could not find her. Now we are going to go and take care of her. We will go with you. And again I say. God snt you.' So in a few moments Mina and her grandparents were on their way across the ferry. It was late in the afternoon when they climbed the stairs of the tene ment house. Then the old people waited outside in the entry, and Mina went into the poor half-furnished room and found little Biddy Flynn still waiting patiently. 'What happened ye, Mina?' she asked. 'The mother has been fret ting for you.' 'Oh ! my child I I am nearly frightened to death !' sobbed the pooz woman. 'Mother!' cried Mina. 'Oh, mo ther! I went to Germany to find San. ta Claus-for we never needed him so much. But it was not Germany and I did not find him; but-oh mother-I found grandfather and grandmother l 'Mother ! Father !' cried the pool wo~man; and the next instant they rushed and had her in their arms. So Mina had a merry Christina after all; and ;you may be sure that her mother got well, and that Santa Claus did not forget '-er. THE HAPPY CHRISTMAS RE UNro.-On Christmas it is custo mary for all the members of family to collect and unite in mer ry making, feasting and otherwise enjoying themselves. With wha mingled emotions of joy and sor row are these happy reunioni looked back upon in after year by participants ahinking of those dear ones now, perhaps, separate< from them forever. Let us make a Christmas pic tare: The sleighride to the house the welcome at the door,the bount eous feast with accompanyingjoke and humor, the stories, game and other p)astimes that follow Sthe unveiling of the children 2Christmas tree in the evening ,and finally the farewell for th Snight. Then there is the jolly mys tery of famous old 'Kris Kringl who comes in his sleigh drawn b Sreindeer, over tbe tops of houser tpops down the chimneys, nevi spoiling with soot the prett dthings he brings, to stuff full tb row of stockings that hang froi ~the mantel. Let us imagine fc an instant the little, rosy, laugl -ing, happy faces that peep in these stockings in the mornini ld and shout gleefully as each trea iure is brought to light. Christmas has many happ - memories to set against the s: ones that tell of loss of timo ai ' Ifriends. A TIGdT-FISTED MAN'S CHRIST MAS.-Oh! but he was a tight-, fisted hand at the grindstone. 8crooge! A squeezing, wrenc.hing grasping, clutching, covetous old sinner! The cold within him - froze in his old featares,-nipped his pointed nose, shriveled his cheek ; made his eyes red, his lips blue, and spoke out shrewdly in his grating voice. He carried his low temperature always aboute with him; he iced his office-in dog days; and didn't thaw it out one degree at Christmas. Once upun a time, old Scrooge sat busy in his counting-house. He could hear the people in the court outside go wheezing up.and down, stamping their feet upon the pavement stones to warm tbem. The fog came pouring in' at every chink and keyliole, and was so dense without that the houses opposite were mere phan toms. 'A merry Christmas, uncle I God save you!' cried a cheerful voice. 'Bab!' said Scrooge. 'Hum bug! 'Christmas a humbug, uncle ! You don't mean that,.1-am.sure r 'I do,' said - Scrooge. 'Merry Christmasl What right have you to be merry? You're poor. enough.' 'Come, then,' returned :the ne phew, 'what right have you-to be dismal ? You're rich enough.' 'What else can I be when. I live in such a world of fools astbis? Out upon merry ChristmasI If I could wish my will every idiot who goes about with.Merry Christmas' on his. lips-should be boiled with his own:pudding and buried with a stake of holly ran through his heart. Keep Christ mas in your own way and let me keep it mine. He who said, 'Suffer little children to come unto me' -was the~ great founder of the gladsome feast- of Christmas, and it is in His honor that we uphold the feast and gladden the hearts of the little ones he loved so dearly. It is a pleasure, a holy pleas. ure to make their smiles: brighter, their laughter cheerier - and emore musical. Let us all, then, properly celebrate Christmas Day. Happy, happy, happy Christmas that can win us bp k to the delusions of our childish days; that can recall to the old man the pleasures of-his youth ; that can transport the sailors and travelers thousands ofmie back to his own fireside and his home ! 'Mamma,' said the little one, 'do you know what you are going to give me for Christmas ?' 'Why, yes,' said the mother, 'of codrse I know.' 'Well, for mercy's. sake,. don't tell me,' responded.the puss with great vehemence. How time changes, exclaims an exchange. In the good Old Tea tament days it was considered a miracle for an ass to speak, and now nothing short of a miracle will keep one guiet. . - Young man, don't Lesitate at this Sholiday season of the year to be lavish s with your means in buying presents Sfor your parents. At such 'a time and is such a cause no one will blame you for being the Prodigal8Scn. ,The small boy now puts in '- eight hours a day flattening his a nose against the windows of con. 5 fectionery and toy stores. s It is said that a child bornon Cbristmas will always bate tur e key and goose, and lean towards codfish and bacon. The man who takes unto him self a wife on Christmas eve wilt be sure to have well-filled stock 'Hose more despised by little e children than the man wbotakes no stockin' Santa Clans ? C htistmas is the anniversarf of '0 dyspepsia's fowlest conspiracy ,against comfort. As the Christmas tree is bent so is the youthful heart made ~'glad. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ d The muss '.hat children are - anxious to get into-Christmus.