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TDlTH SANTA CLAUS
• *9>t VBTttN NIWWAn« UNION
"And there were shepherds Abid
ing in the field, keeping watch over
their flock by .night, and lo, the
angel of the Lord came upon them,
and the glory of the Lord shone
round about them; and they were
sore
"And the angel of the Ixtrd said
unto them, Fear not, for, behold,
I bring you good tidings of* great
cm* ftiUNiir* bmr
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a lar|*. M w«U m a motley one. Th* ,
Mttoftan nt fhr present* had |1\*n
Jtmlnr a aoddra and new tntere*t and
Hi«aorr at 'tha blf atore. for tha
rhooalac of Ctfla for other* was a
aovrity ta him. and anticipation of
heir happy surprises had Sited hi*
mind with gladness It was with a
real «•Crease and a hearty handshake
that he greeted his guest*.
• At Seat tha coaipaay was rather
lawd hy the ^l*ad*ra sf the |
H««»ae It* rich furaiahlag*
traatg that tha hoya sad girls fell eat ,
«d plaee sad twsaplcwaaa Rat after
the aswtsdlas af tha r*frw*fc, the
Mrasd* a# ahleh led each ase ta a
Mddea gift, sad ehea the gsaata had
(ImNS foeget fal ad thesMet tea
all get lata thetr feet sad
daara. tha CMighi ad M
■ Wag sad they gathered
Mat the Mg c'hrtatawa tree that
a«od aad twtahled M a raeaer af
e parte* with aa eager erpe^taacy
at aasda Jaaier a vary happy Paata
aaa. aa he SM*routed Ms fhtera
he*C whea tha taM# had heea rW red
da lacy rudvuahaMtac^ the h aitt'C
id that they * sated to gt ■ a *»*aa
(CondurtM by National Council of y»* Boy
Hcoutg of Anicrlcu.)
SCOUTING AIDS LEPERS
At Um* Kallhl leper receiving sta
tion, Honolulu, the. scout movement
has 20 members.
The idea of forming this troop orig
inated with the superintendent of the
citation who says: “Scouting invs-per
formed a miracle iimong all in tliVsqt-
tlement. It has cultivated a spirit of
eheerfulnesss and a desire to be help
ful. It has given the boys something
worth while to do, dnd lias proved a
wonderful source of entertainment to
the jnen and women who’are here. joy, which shall be to all people
“Scouting has made these lads For unto Ijou is born this day in the
thrifty. Before, the advent of the ^ of fl Saviour which ^
movement many of tile hoys spent their l : fi, t j
money as fast as they could on trifles ^ T*
which pefldlers would leave at the gate. 1 And.SUddenly there WQS U'tth the
Now they save to buy their uniform* angel a multitude of the heavenly
and equipment.** * host, praising God and saying: Glory
According to tlr* lo<-al executive, ev- to God in the highest, and on earth
cry one of these boy* will In time he peace, good will, toward men.’*
paroled—<nired. The troop is com- ;
{ posed at ID Hawaiian* and one Japu- ,
i uese. Tfle scoutmaster, Kntx'h Aku, a
Hawaiian, twenty two years of age, la
i a man of the hlglie*t type. I*uftt sum
mer the very day the annual boy scout
, camp opened. Kooch Aku wp* paroled ,
! from Ilia station. He went to r*mp,
aod after the vacatisd perUxl was over,
declared hla intention of Rfiendlng ids
time In furthering the work of scouting
among the shut in hoy* at Kallhl.
■Inc* tha formation at the troop,
sach week, acoatmaster* from Hono
lulu tshe turns M giving Instruction
nt the station In the varions branches
af scenltag Between the vtaiitag
aroutmarisrs and the hays Is a net
ling, hot It to a aimpto mailer tor (ha
hoys la follow inotrnrtlene hi apt**
Ihu horrtor
Far their dally "good taro*.** the
hoy* sM their heather aconts and the ,
ether pot lento, and tab# rare af 'he
C
Mr pp af
ag
ND so. down through two
thousand years heavenly
messengers have been going
to pnd fro In the earth, cap
rylng good tidings of great
joy; sometimes, of course,
there are message* of sor
row, but In tha Christmas
time, the messages are messages that
carry comfort and gladneaa—that
bring peace and good wtll. But
there art heavenly msaaeogera who
are always speeding aomdtobers. not
only at Christmas time, bat all the
time, for that matter aad no thla store
has to do only with the small, rad
cheeked hoys af the |
Delivery" service w
far Into the night on
Darfcnsaa ted feltoa and ah
creeds sf people harried., goad
natnradly. thrangh the packed shop
ping district af a large Westers city,
an saw af the Great Lakes The crowd
(towed like • ban—a river with car
A ftcouv raott ritAtoCf
ler •
naririm
Mr WUmn hod
fl was ptoto that I
R. tor ho had taken Jtom Junto* damn j
to the groat store on f*osr1 street and
had tokd Mm that ho ronM hove tor
hla Christ sms cetehratton anything ar
everything that he mw there, and.
when hi* mw had tooket things over
rather rarvlsoaty wtohuot wanting any* >
thing, he hod hewn sonirised. The tori
wan hew ever, that J enter, (the Me
Tether bed already had tee mnrh to I
deelra anything further J enter had ■
never ho<-w» what It is ie he hangry
a it hoot supply. He had Sever even
had to rry tor things He had ttved
under an outpouring mraurupta from
hla Brat gold vpnee all the nay on.
within* the joy of making a cart oat
of two wheels, an axle and a board,
or a henhonve with the rrmatnvof sf-
variety of old packing tvoxra Ho that
It was very difficult. Indeed, to devise
a new aetisathm f«»r young Wilson «»r
kindle a new desire.
With the poftturing group of enter-
miners iNTfortnliig on the snow-cov
ered lawn before the hous«>. however.
It 'vus dilTcrent. ‘ftiey struck atti
tude*. formed flgures. choxi'd each
other alHtut, and gave their whole pro
gram of tableau with on eve on the
following collection anti under the In
spiration of the hope tlmt it would be
a large one. They’d never outgrown a
wish or known the full satisfaction of
one, their appetites were always keen.
)
A L ttl# Girl R<
’ndo..r tableaux for thrlr hosts before
they wept. *
M flf PlIMV'fln.t for Madame MeL
ha. and a little girl rr*|N»nded with
all the aphiuh wf a prima «h>nna
Then Higntg Caruso saautued a kliifly
attitude and lookevl U|n>ii the aovetn^y
IN
t
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Lingered by the Baker’s Window.
and their enjoymeht of thelj* small
portion of fortune's favors was great-'
er than all the fun that John Wilson
and hla son together could get out
«rf life. ' ^
The entertainment did bring one
new thing Into the rich monotony of
the Wilson household, however—that
* who would app«wriate It and of thus
obtaining a d#v experience tor them-
perfc
with us much u* he could UbNUiite^at
«ll.;nlfy. He was followed by Hir Har
ry louder, who added to his posture a
verse of “It's She to Get t’p In the ;
Morning.” This seemed to suggest
the bleu o( going to bed first, and | ]
there was wiiis|>ering about return
ing home, hut one of the guests said
they must have a song front San
ta Claus before they went. litis
rather alarmed Junior at first, but he
rose to it with a line or two from “Old
King Col# Was a Merry Old Soul.'’
Whirl) satisfied the demand. Then
they all Joined bunds In u ring artd
sang the Christmas carol, "Away in a
Manger,” and so ended the Wilson
party.
As the happy shouts lingered on
the Christmas.wlmT’the. Wilson family
presented a tableau themselves. Mr.
Wilson stood ■‘by the window, looking
after the departing children. Junior
seemed arrested in the act of giving
away the joy of the Christmas tree,
while his mother paused by the table
that gleamed with silver, seeming to
feel again a forgotten gladness. The
party left such an Imprint upon the
Wilsons’ hearts that they have never
sfhee tried to have a Christinas to
themselves.
A Hi
•day tag
Itoya
Up Britra Mma
late tfcr sM* atrtres
la the store* eowtd he heard thr
crisp «rapHag af paper, the ceatmtp
ev* Mara ot bore* and tlahltag of toy
ptoeoa. aad weary shop girls **r*tag
patron* equally sreary OatsMe wav
wled aad avow, sad jostling people |
loaded down with hates sod hoodies j
of Christmas purchases.
In (be poatoffice (be wheels were
tornloc tost, while a steady stream of
letter* aod package* poured fa through
the mailing-chute*, on every hand.
Clerk* at the various window* were
busy handing nut stamps, weighing
bundles and making change.
In the center of the room a man wa*
pushing a long, horizontal row of let
ters along a table into a cancelling
machine; three others were steadily
pounding packages with a rubber
stamp. Still another man. nervous and
working under pressure;*'stood' Just
within a horseshoe railing of Iron
pipe, on which hung canvas mail sacks.
With swift, trained hands he tossed
letters and packages, from his central
position in the horseshoe, Into the
open mall sacks, with unerring cer
tainty. - • .
Suddenly scooping up a small hand
ful of letters, a fleck called out,
"Special!’’ A small boy arose from a
pile of mail sacks with a jump. Rub-
; blng the sleep out of his eyes, he went
across the room and entered the ad-
A hen the Bessemer (Ala.) ( harnber , dresses of the "specials” in his hook,
of ( ommerce was announcing tar and "Goe, but my feet hurt,” he confided
near Us recent Invle I>ay, it culled one 0 f c ierks. It was an oft-re-
on its scouts to aid in the work. Fhe peated story to the clerk, but he
scouts helped in folding and address-
Suddenly a house loomed up before
him that seemed to be settling Into the
snow like x ship on the brink of
foundering. Even as the Christmas
Angel lit the first match, shielding It
from the wind, and holding It close to
see the house number, the door was
opened. He had been expected. An
old negro man bowed him In. HI* face
was aad and wrinkled, and hla hair
ihe color of wood eihee Hr wore
raormou* carpet attpprr* and n check
ered shirt, spaa at the neck, showed
underwear of coarse rad flannel <
~We«Jl been ‘aperitn’ yoa. sak P
he qvaversd. U1 grea'chlT sick ta
Chirago hospital Glee' Blear he
called, shrilly.
A alaw. heavy movemrat In I he room
hrysnd. and n stoat “mammy ~ came
into stow, breathing heavily no her
• eight throw her slightly from ride to
•tda. as aha walked
"Do let tab rasnoP aehed (he eld
watoen, haitiagty hhe rotood her area
and bflahod far a toll mtoot* hefers
•he c»vM me the wrtttag Wmveo
I the. she toraed the page* and rand
the Inst pstograph Brat
"It* ftoas ds serve *he ahnemneed
"Fratoe de teed, de rihBe am mfe an*
toon*; eat ah nil dnngoh. It any ? flew
B Mnh •in he Ghnscmn* y*f vtf an"
ABhevgh he nnrid nm write, the akd
negn> men psoodly toarhed the pemril
ns Ms name wo* written hi the hey**
raodpft bnah. Qri'e oana. now. g..
adnvn owe af hto ghsd ttdtogv the
ffsavealy Msaasager tot*r^-j into the
falling svew. wtoril awmi ew si towed
him ap aad then qatohly nererod ever
Me tom print • a* if In tow r he might
he fwltowed, nod name tmrm conve to
Max
The neat meemge af glad tidings
was delivered te a •temaqrapher locked
sway tn a hnrh voam af ■ rather
dilapidated leaking fosmtog-h wm. It
••• n letter frwm home pie knew It
weald come at the last moment Tea.
rim had been crying and It wouldn't
hero been 11 he CTuivimn* at alt. had
It net been for the ' "hrivimas mee
"Pm an tired of the odtoe grind ' she
confided, more to herself than to the
boy. Tv# written Ttoer Sir' a hun
dred aod fifty thousand times thl*
week. I’m sure "
“You will find him in room three-
forty-two," said the night clerk at the
Commercial hotel. And the Christmas
Angel found him. a young athletic
traveling man. He was Just unpacking
bis grips and thr very first thing ha
took out was a picture In a silver
frame. The Angel studied this picture
as thr traveling man looked at hla
“special."
Tv* seen that lady before." volun
teered the Heavenly Messenger _*
"What r shouted the traveling man.
"Where la aheP
"1 jest took s latter te her over st
the opera hevan" explained the hey.
"She's s lady la a show "
"And Pee looked tor her far niaetssn
months." said tha travel tag araa
•rawly "Hew strange that I sttotrid
find her on Chrftoma* K»* It Is ears
tha ‘glad tidings' they tall vs ahem"
Aad thr next moment he had Ms rang
and hot am. aad vaa nmhiag toe the
elevator. «m Ms way te the spew bovno
and tha girt he bed •»-wght vnnvsittaffi
ly far ntoetewv sranahA
Stm lira* rifely Meteor
softly a* he pleriked thr*
ed smew and pvt rat tto
rawed a hell ta* nA# I
'
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rwriv. ttfew*
tor past midnight An
rame te the d>«r arid p
ivtw the vwvs nheevst sf s vft
If wind and n Mtodutg fivrvy
“Make ynvraetf right nt i
tittle friend." he toweled
Tnhe that choir vp riose te
Mhffigr! Kknlly * hetw's n let
s Tosh Whetf
•to. He wgv
let sf I'ranra.
lajifird and is
the Brittah rawavl to
*• I Itvc Charra t* «
»h!l <■ r*- feed ‘-8 (he rw
hvt he Is net verkmsly
«m his w ay home "
Tbs motherly vmnen who had coma
late the tputv cried n tittle over the
news frwm her son. hvt the did wd for
get to tsra te the hrarar of the guoS
ndlngs sod my: "IVmw hoy. It la a
had night for *vch a little fetlovr to be
out. Ara yoor fert wrt ? Take yoef
•hues off and vre will dry them"
Mora warmth cstae tram the old
geurYeuan than cam# fr«>m (be fire-
jdace. as he pt^urad to thr boy Christ.
Tlkrii shr straightened his necktie, I l, ror In England. Thr wife brought
patted him on the bead, and the angr! * p t ,B,e of ^les ahsped Ilka animals
trudged down stairs and out into the * D<1 * lt h pink and whits
night again
l “Merry Chri*tmaa" she railed soft-
J
M. J. Guerin-Oesjardins, official rep
resentative of the Three Scout Move
ments of France, who was here to at
tend national conference of the Boy
Scouts of America.
Next came a letter for the head of
a family In a magnifh-ent home—
where the Heavenly Messenger pasted
a relay of servants before reaching
the person named in the address. That
worthy held the portieres aside and
stepped forth In evening dress—a seri
ous man, with gray hair. He signed
for the letter, then looked at the
Christmas Messenger, inquiringly.
"Cortie in here son,” he directed, and
led the boy into the library. The room,
was a confusion of dazzling women
and holiday decorations. An ever-
ly, holding a lamp high over her head,
a* the Christmas Angel slowly made
his way down the walk, and out Into
the. night. "Glff my luff to your ma.’*
PROTECT CITY'S PROSPERITY
^ GIVE PHOTOGRAPHS-^
T^ONT mind what your look-
U Ing-glasa tells your She is
prejudiced lo your favor and
•ha'll cherish your photograph
and toll you It doran’t raaUy
quite do you Justice. So have Q
tt.taken and gtvr it to her for
Christman. Thr camera has
rioofi many a shark toff wiU
Kami mnaj crars to
V
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lug thousands of circulars to convey
the Information and did their share in
working out the slogan, "Radio Bes
semer’round the world?’ N ■
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LANGUAGE OF BOY SCOUTS
The language”of scouting is an hon
est heart, u cheerful smile mid a.hearty
handgraspi^ These spell friendship in
any tongue.—Clarence H. Howard.
A SCOUT IN SPIRIT
“I always help the old ladies across
the street,” said a clear-eyed lad to
a -seout official.’’ and they always ash
me if I’m a scout, but I’m not—yet."
A lad with the scout spirit of helpful-
new* at heart, but without the beus-
Bts and joy* that rame from being •
scout! A bey doesn't have tw veer
a an'-form to hr a tree arovf. If h#
Ursa thr oath and law as Ms drtig
fife, heto sm to tp*rU Bm why fist
to Ms ranks «4 the flHuBtai *cher toys
*
stopped his hurried work and regard
ed the boy with kindly eyes as he said:
“Last trip, son; It is. after ten
o’clock now, and If anything should
come in later, we will hold It until
morning. I know how It is; used to
carry them myself.”
The boy went out into the night, and
made his way towards the outskirts
of the town, where there ^ere no street
cars; where -the way wds often dark,
and the sidewalks worn and broken. It
was the negro quarters, where broken
window panes were stuffed with old
rags and the window curtains were of
paper, dirty muslin or pieces of faded
rtdJtohkdoth. —fN ,
The Heavenly Messenger plodded
doom a side street, stamping his feet
•o keep the snew from raking on his
Aioes He rame oat of tbs dark under
tha rustling trees, whoa* lee-covered
ilmbe rrevked and crackled to tha wind
part SB •tortrte tight J
greej tree that reached almost to the
celling was loaded with toys and
Christmas presents of every color and
kind, while other parcels and pack
ages were heaped on the floor, at the
foot of the tree.
"A little girl,” the man was saying,
“our daughter, an only child; she
seems discontented nothing makes
her happy. Now, just suppose you]
were she; do you think she will like
nil this?" And all-the women listened
eagerly to hear what the boy would
say.
"I would, but maybe—well, there’s
too murh of this”—pointing to the
gaudy toys. “I remember my baby
sister got a lot of fine toys when dad
was living, and she left them all and
went into-the kitchen to play with
some new tin pans and things mother
had Just got from the store.”
The star of the New Torfc % Opera
company dabbed at her face, with a
rabbit’s foot. A fine Christmas, this.
«he refi. 'yj-BOOW three feat
deep. Broadway hundreds of miles
away and tha show going to piece*
this very night. Ah. met
She signed for her special ffattrery
letter while the Christmas Angel
stsrsd curiously gt tha bars walls of
I’vs Seen That Lady Before.”
were the parting words the Angel
heard, as he turned the comer of a
street and lost sight of the little house
of the kindly German folk. ^
—When the Special Delivery Angel
awakened Christmas morning or
rather Christmas noon—his mother,
sitting at his bedside, and stroking his
hair, laid to him in a regretful tone.
"I had planned to have a turkey -for
dinner today, but I could not quite
manage it. You have your father's
eyes. dear. My. but he would have
been proud of ypu!" ,■, him-—-
“I’d rather hive chicken than
turkey," afiswetv-1 the boy. "Tbe
gravy la better.".
■ Tril me gboBk lest algtiL"
"Not ktog bat glad
Evseyqv# arrived to he all
te deem gt tfcstr mail 1
anT oaed gag mkm ffitoi
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