The Camden chronicle. (Camden, S.C.) 1888-1981, December 13, 1912, Image 19
CHRISTMAS GIFT
September IT.
15 BAIL* tomorrow.
1 am devotedly thank
ful to dad for insisting
that mother take me
away for a while, I'or
haps we will remain *
year. I hope It may be
ten, 1 hate America,
loathe, New York, and
want to live the rest
of my life In Europe -
Asia ? Afrlcu ? any
when*, ;?? fur away from ltiv??rslde
a po?9iL>I?- Mother say* I'm a silly
Utile lovesick Kill; but dud thinks
I need ? change.
I'm not silly and I'm not lovesick.
Curl hutf behaved In a most und*n>
Keunn?ly way. T
Just because 1 motored to J'akevfood
with Hum Perkins and his slstei\ Is
go reason why he
should get crone
tad lutu! that
sctreawy - looking
tenon with him
?tyrywherg ho
goea.
Sam's uislor
lays fUo in a
Frenchwoman. I
always did ha to
IVench. and I'm
glad ! rofuBo<l
Carl to moot hor,
flad I tmubbud
Carl and glud i
wa? oik wbOQ ho
oiled.
Two long, mis
erable weok#
vl t ho u t seeing.
Carl? and tomoiv
row wu Hiiii remaps I won't tee
jjjui for months?maybe never again.
I l wonder if I caro.
October 20.
Hore than a month haB paaaec} alnce
1 have written in my little diary. I
jroulda't write now, only this morning
i letter came from Carl, and I Juat
fcave to record it.
Carl way a he ia lonely; he miaaes
?e, and he cannot underatand why I
no away to Europe so suddenly.
The letter la full of reproaches for
HY treatment of HIM, when all the
ime it wa8 HIS meanness to me that
sade ine ao ill, ao that I had to get
iway from everybody.
He does not mention one word about
that horrid French creature.
I shall not write. Well ? perhaps I
?111.
November 24, ?
At first I hated Paris.
London waa nice, Vienna stupid,
but Paris? impoaaible, until laat Sun
day, when we met Mrs. Harmon.
Isn't it atrange what a change one
jay, one hour, can mafco In a girl's
Ufa?
Mr. and Mrs. ' Field, frtauU at
mother**, g*vo a dlpnar for ua. Mrs.
Harmon wua one
of the guests. 8he
looks much better
iu the evening
gowit lhau in her
Ktr?*ft suits; not
nearly so froway,
und the rouK" ou
hor cheeks <U><an't
show at night, i
w4s appalled when
mother introduced
me to her, to roc
ognise Gift's
French friond. Hbo
is his cousin !?*??
tne huH llvud In I'aris wince sh? wuk
a little girl.
We hud a lovely talk. She told me
all about her recent visit to America
and how good Carl had been In taklog
her about.
I like her now thut I know her.
She says Carl w?? perfectly miser
able over a girl In- Wfcft in love with,
who had gone abroad for the winter.
She did not know the glrl'H name.
I blushed furiously when she spoke
of It.
That was Sunday. We huve scon
Mrs. Harmon several times since then.
I made mother promlae to take me
home. She cabled dad, and said she
would be thankful to get back to
plain home cooking and her own
bathroom. Mother is u dear, and bo
funny.
December 16.
What a happy, happy Christmas day
It has been!
The very best 1 have ever known.
Once I said I hated America ? New
York ? but I don't.
I love New York
and America, Riv
erside, h o m e ,
mother, dad and
Carl. Oh, l love
Carl best of Ml!
He han been ho
sweet, ho d" ui
and kind, uiucc w a
came homr two
weeka ago.
met us at the pier.
I was never bo
glad to see any
body In my life
as I wan to see
dear old Carl. Dad wim there, too.
My Christmas gifts are lovely, lies!
of all Is Carl's love and the ring h?
gave mo as a token of his deep, un
dying love. I think it was sweet of
him to give me such a wonderful dia?
mond, besides the candy and books
and flowers. It flashes lire as I turn
my band in the light, Daddy saya
I'm too young to marry, but I Bliall
coax him to let me marry Carl in;
June. I'm the happiest girl in the
world tonight, and Carl is the hap
piest man. He has told me so him
self. I wish everybody in the world
were as happy aa we this Christmas
night.
I (THE OLD IADY SPEAKS)
By James WMtcomb Riley
Copyright by J?m?? Whitcomb RlUy
Laut Chriutinuti wuh a year ago,
Says 1 to l)uvld, 1- -aayn l,
"W? 'n- koIii' to morning aorvlce, ?0
You hitch up right away; I'll try
To toll tho glrU j?'H* what to do
For dinner. We'll bo back by two."
I didn't watt to hoar what ho
Would inoro'll Uko tuiy hack to me.
Hut banged tho wtablo door aud flew
Hack to tin; rouHf, Ji h' plumb chiliad
; through.
Cold! Wooh! how cold It was! Mjr?
Oh!
Frost flyin', and tho air, you know,
"Jos' b h a r p
enough," hoerd
David swear,
"To ehavo a man.
and cut bis
hair!"
And blow and
blow! and snow
snow! ?
Wher a It had
(lr|ft? <i long the
fence
And 'croet the
road ? u o in i
places though,
Job' swop' cloun to thy $ ravel, ho
The goin' wan as had far sleighs
Ah 't wan for wagons? and both W?yj8.
'Twixt snowdrifts and the bare
ground, I've
.Job' wundered we got through alive;
I hain't saw nothing fore er Bonce,
'At beat it anywheres, I know ?
Last Christmas was a year ago.
And David said, as we Bet out,
'At Christmas services was 'bout
As cold and wuthless kind o' lov?
To offer up as he know of;
And as fer him, he rallly thought
'At the Good Beln' up above
Would think more of us ? as hk
ought ?
A-stayiug' home on sich a day,
And thankln' of him thatawayt
And jawed on, in an undertone,
'Bout leavin' Lide and Jane alone
There on the* place, and me not there
To oversee 'em and p'pare
The stuflln* fer the turkey and
Tfce ease and all, you understand.
I've alius managed David by
ies' sayin' nothing. That was why
Ho'h crafted Ude'a
'beau away?
CttUBO l>id?
?he'd alius lako
up Perry'* ?id?
Wh<?u Do>ld tuck
ji it <1 him . h i > o.
L a b t I'lmittnttH
\su* u year
U"<'.
ICi ttithor, 'bout a
. vwK afore, - r. ft
I)uv*4 uud Perry'd
i| i r I'<1 ubout
BniiuV tom fool argyn>?ut, you know.
Anil imp told him to "Jr*' git out
O' t her#, and not to coine no more,
And when in wont out. to abut th?
door."
And its iu* piiHHvd ? t??- winder, we
Huu Perry ? whit? ;?h white <<>uid be
M l sh pawl, onbtioh bif Iiohh, and
light
A b? i K.vur, and lopn out o' night.
Tlu'ii I Id.* hIic WhW i" Bit and crledf
And i said notbln* wit ??> pi?d
And y It, you know, that man Je?' got
Right out o* t )n ? r?' |( In d I). - n ?hot,
P'tondln* ho muut go und f^ed
The nto< k ?t voQlpio'. Then 1 tried
To git the pore gul puclftod.
Hut' glttln' buck to-? where vu we??
Ob, ywet ? where David leetered me
All way to uioet*
t?\ high and
low,
LaBt Christmas
was u yoar ago:
I'^r all tho ttwful
cold thero wa a
A fair attendance;
inOHtly, though
The crowd was
'round tho
stovoa, you Bee,
Tlmwlii' their
1) o c 1 a and
acrougln' us.
Kf 't 'ndn't bo'n fir the old uqulre
Oivln' lite 'scat- to u?, hh In *
Wo stomped, a-falrly perishin',
And David could 'h' got no tiro,
Efa'd jea' 'a' dropped there In hlfl
tracks :
And nqulre, an I was tryin* to ylt
Make room fer him, says, "No; tha
fae'e
la, 1 got to git ud owl v\t
'Hhout no preaoUin*. Jrii' tot
word ?
Trial fer life? can't be deferred!"
And out he putl All way through
The Bermont? and a lone one. too ?
I couldn't help
but think o'
squire
And us changed
'round bo, and
admire
HIb gentlo ways. ?
to give his warm
Bench . up. and
have to face the
storm.
And when I no
ticed Davld^-Jie
Wm peedln' Jab
J Wn' 1 thought boat ,
To kind o' sort o' l??t btm rest:
?reared like h*-al"p' so peacefully!
And whim 1 thought o' home, and how
And whut Uiu ?yrl? wuh doln* now,
And kind o' prayed, 'way In my breast,
And hrcHhod iiwa y ;i toar #| U\o
Aa David waL?d, and church was.
throuKh.l
By time we'd "howdyed" round and
ahuek
Hands with the neighbors, must V
luok
A hulf hour longer: ever' one
A'Saylu' "Chiiatinaa Klft!" ufora
David er rue? bo wo got none!
I hit Davtd wurmod up, more and
more,
And got so Jokey-like, and had
Uia apcrilH up, und 'peapod so Khid,
I whispered to hlin, " 'Hposo you ast
A passel of 'em com# and ti)
Tbair dinners tylth us. OyHi'l got
A lulland-pleuty fer the lot
And all their kin!" Bo David passed
The invito round: and ever* Heat
In ever' wagon-b^d aud sleigh
I Was Jen' packed, as wo rode away,?
The youiiK folks, mild er ho ulong,
A strlkln' up a slelRhln' song,
Tel David huitthed and yelled, you
know,
And Joh' wblrped up and sent the
SHOW
And gravel flylu' thick and fast? r
Last Christmas wan a year uro.
W'y, that air seven mild Junt w*
come ?
Job' seven mild scant from church tc
home
It didn't 'pear, that day, to bW
Much furder rallly 'n' 'bout three!
Hut 1 was purty u(iu?ainif>U by
I lie tinm homo hovo in nlgl't and I
Hog two vohlckloa
standi n* thore
All to inygoT, And
presently
David h? sobered;
and says h?,
-Huin't that ulr
Sijulro Ilanoh'e
old
Buggy/' flays he,
? ' n n <1 claybanli
maro?"
Says I, "Le't fH
out tho cold?
Your company's high 'bout froze!" He
says.
"Whose sleigh 's that-air, u-utundlu'
there?" ?
Rays I, "It's no odds whose ? you Je?'
Drive to tho house and let us out,
'Cause we 're jes' freozln', nifcb
about!"
Well, David swung up to tho door,
And out we piled. And first 1 4ioord
'Jane's voice, thon .Llde's-r-I thought
afore
I reached that gyrl I'd jcs' dlo shore;
And when 1 reached her, wouldn't
koored
, Much if I had, I was so glad,
A-klssln' her through my green veil,
And Jes' excitin'. her bo bud,
'J? t she broke down herself? and Jane
Rhe Cried ?and we all liUKtfed agula.
And David? l>avld Job' turned |>al*?
I xiokml at the ftyrU. and Mum at u?e
Then the open
door ? u u 0
then?
'la old H <| u i r ?
Hanoh ih.i
aays bo.
The old Hgutro
uuddculy utcMKl
In
Thef doorway, with
. ft ?n?ukln' grin,
!? l'erry Andum
In tboro too?"
Buyti David, Uni
lt> i In' nil through,
Ah t,ide and mo both grabbed him,
ami
IVrry b top pod out and wuvod Ula
hand
And nays, "Yes, Pip." And David jes' *
Stooped and kUnod Lido, mid ways, "1
gurus
Yer moihoC'v much to blamo an you.
Kf who kin rt Hk him, 1 kin too!"
Tho dinner wo had then hain't no
Hit lietter'n the ono today
'At wo'll have for 'em. Il?ar som*
sleigh
A Jin flln' now. David, for me,
I wit i you'd Jes' go out and boo
Kf t' ey're In Bight ylt. It Job* does
Mo jod to think, In times Ilko those
Ltd ? done t?> well. And David, he't
H< tractahler'n what be was ?
I. In 1st n ? it u was a year ago.
Camping Gear.
Personal liken am) prejudices havtj
much t<> dp with the form of idi\i
clujaen. My own preiVivno i fdf
cither iii<> a pr wedge tout, yyiOj 1)19
IlndHon'H ltny model OS >n <1 t U Itio,
for general utility. Either of the e i i
particularly adapted uIbo (0 winter
travel where tho tent mn.it ?>n? n i> ?
pitched tippft tho snow. It', how. v< r,
tho tout la only to be UB?d in Hum
mer, and particularly In caiTon travel
where a light, eaally erected mnd< 1 la
desired, tho Fraser tnnt la both ideal
ior comfort and Ik an exceedingly
lightweight model for portaging. ? Out
ing.
Rubbing the Other Way.
At tho tender ago of three masou*
line cdncett had grippod that BmaM (
boy with a relentloa clutch. He had
kissod a in tic girl of three, and sho
was rubbing her lips vigorously.
"You .'mustn't do that again/' said
the boy's mother. "Sho doeHn't like
it. .lurit *$0 hOW bard She is trying to
rub your Ulsa off."
"C;h, no, she ain't," aald the boy.
??fthe 1b rulibln' it in."
Grandchild of George III.
Tho Grand Duchess Augusta Cany
line of Mecklonburg-Strelitz, Europe's
oldest princess, celebrated her 90th
birthday recently. Sho 1b the only
survlvlug grundchlld of George HI.
CAPITAL $35,000.00
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