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PUSSY AND THE CHRISTMAS TURKEY ItOM the uiotuent the kitten knew anything he was aware he was a beauty His father and moth or were lovely, long haired Au gurus. Although SO; good looking, he was a very spoil ed and ill man nered kltteu. Hla| mother bad fool ishly said lu his h earing that with his looks toe could do as he liked. One day, when the kltteu was about three months old. u telegrum came to the house where he lived. It said. "Send little Angora tu Miss Nellie Dale. ? I'Mftb uvenue, New York." The butler came in with n box. put the unsuspecting kitten iu and nailed down the lid What followed Is too confusing to tell There was much rattling over rough streets. much jolting over trucks, much Bhrieking of engines, much bumping ugalUbt boxes. At last it was over The box was carried Into a warm, softly lighted room A child's voice was heart! exclaiming: "For me! Why, I wonder what it can be." A tiny mow soon told her, and In a few minutes the kitten was out of its prison and tightly snuggled in the arms of a little girl. A saucer of milk Was soon lapped up. and pussy's life iu Ids new home began Nellie named her new pet Blizzard because he was white and soft like drifted snow. Blizzard thought this name nil right, but did not for an instant mean to an A HMD l II l ltr.lt UKW ROCNDBD FKOM TUB INSIDE. swer to It He had never learned to mind or do anything else but be u trouble He stole everything he could get. He broke an expensive vase be cause be would play tag with himself a the parlor mantel. He climbed up the handsome new curtains ut the hall windows with the result that they soon looked like streamers. Ho cried all the time people were eating, wanting meat and other things not good for kittens 'Twos the night before Christmas, and the servants were busy preparing for the big dinner tomorrow. Ali ibe relatives were iuvlled, and Dinnh. the cook, knew that the only way to have her dinner on time was to get things ready for It the day before. She had Just got the big turkey out and picked It clean of pin feat hers. She put it In the pantry while she grat Cd bread with which to stuff It Cotnpuny came In. and Dinab did not get her turkey tilled as she had hoped She went to bed. setting her alarm lor 6 O'clock, expecting to Stuff the turkey before breakfast. When bedtime came no Blizzard was to be found The household was awakened at f> in the morning by a scream from Dinah, which brought the family to the kitch en all armed and expecting to see a ?burglar. They found Dinah in a faint on the lloor of the painry, and beside her was Ibe big turkey On looking closer and hearing. Dinah faintly wins per. "The cat." all eyes turned to look for the cat No one could locate 111 PI until ( smothered mew sounded from the Inside of the turkey Nellie peek pd In and saw llli/.zards head sticking out where the stUlllug Is usually poked In. He was hauled out His white conl was sticky and dir and his stomnch stuck out like n wolfs iu the fnlry tale after he bad dined off the ten little pigs. Dinah locked Blizzard In the Inun dry until he should thoroughly repent Another turkey had to be prepared, and Blizzard was forgotten until the day after Christmas. When Nellie went to take hlrn out of his prison Di nob went with her. "Will you ever do such a naughty thlm: again. Blizzard?" she asked him Blizzard looked right at her and said "Mew " "See." said Kilon; "he snys he never Will. Dinah " Dinah answered. "1 guess that mew means he will never do such a thing again this Christmas " The artist grew red and white by turns as be recognized tbe boy. It was tbe sixteen-year-old brotber of Aldyce! "Hal P.nnntors!" he cried. "Where did you drop from?" "From the snow clouds." answered tbe youth, hugging the surprised artist. "This is some luck, all right. Unding shelter, and just think of its being your rn.our.tniu retreat. Aldyce is out there In tti> ear The machine broke down just below your cabin." "Aldyce in the car out In this storm!" cried Claude, buttoning up his coat ;mm1 rushing to the door. "Yes. We were on our way to Fra Zler's, up Bear canyon." Hal shouted his erplanntiou as be dung to his coin* pan ion's arm through the snowy gale. "The Fraziers are giving an old fash ioned Christmas eve party at their ranch house. You know Aldyce and Dell Frazier were great pals at school, so Aldyce was bound to go to the par ty. 1 was sure I knew the road there, but this snow came on so suddenly I wus u little confused where the roads fork. Aldyce insisted this was the right way, so we came up the wrong can yon." The artist paid scant heed to young Bunnler'sexplanation. As they sturdily breasted the keen, snow burdened wind toward the crippled car he was thlnk "hbSjPI nm.p!" huh ciiibd in mock TKltltoB. ing what a strange prank fate had played on him. lie had wanted to bury himself in his mountain cabin, sixty live miles away from Aldyce. and here she was. snowbound at his door. Tbe wrecked automobile in the snow tempest looked like a red rock half buried in raging white aps near a stormy shore. In the back sent sat a girl veiled and clad in rich furs. "Aldyce!" exclaimed Claude, opening the door wido enough to admit his head. "We are uninvited guests." laughed the girl, giving him one of her small gloved hands. The girl was the more rational of the two. the young artist being too confused to offer the cus tomary courtesies of host. "Come, Claude, why don't you ask us in? I'm getting cold." she reminded him. "Perhaps you want me to freeze stiff and stark out here so you can have n real model for a famous painting en titled 'Frozen In a Motorcar.' " she laughed lightly. Without a word in reply she felt her self lifted in the man's strong arms Tbe next second be was burning ber away to tbe cabin. "Help, belp!" sbe called lu mock ter ror. "Hal. bring tbe suit cases. Tbe mountain brigand Is currying off your sister." Claude F.xtrum deposited bis guest lu a great easy chair in front of the blaz ing pine log on the tlrepluce. Then he helped her remove her wraps Present ly she sat back (p'i.e at ber ease, her handsomely shod feet on an Improvised footstool, While her tare glowed in the dancing firelight, "What are you cooking. Claude, that smells so tarnation good?" demanded Hal. gulfitng robustly as he found a place for the suit eases in an iiuoccu > led corner of t he si udlo "Not a Christmas turkey, you young gastronomer." answered Claude, his somberness leaving him under the merry mood of bis two unexpected guests, "it's beans- pure, unadulter ated beans." he added, with a tragic air. "This is a regular bean soup even ing." observed Aldyce. "I'm sure 1 shall enjoy it." "1 want the Inrgest bowl In your china collection." ordered Hal. assist ing the artlsl to sirt Dour for the bis cuits. "Nature has endowed me with a big sized attachment for bean soup." "The pot Is full." said Claude, lifting the lid to give the boy a peep, "but If yon advise an extension we might bring the wash boiler Into service." It was a merry meal to which they sat down as the early dusk of Christ mas eve heran to creep into the rustic studio. Hill declared ihe bean soup was nectar, and Aldyce herself pinned up her sleeves and made delicious col' fee. Hut the reaction came to Claude ?t the close of the least, lie suddenly pushed back his chair from the tabU and sat moodily stating into the crum bling embers on the hearth. Aldyce regarded the young man's clouded countenance for a short time in silence, n mysterious twinkle in her dark eyes. Then she arose and walked over to t he window. "Hal," she called to her brother, who showed symptoms of dozing in his chair, "the snow has almost stopped I want yon to go out and see If the car Is still properly covered." With a yawn the young fellow obey ed. whistling merrily as be trudged down the canyon. Quickly Aldyce opened her suit case, took out a long envelope and laid it before the artist. "A Christmas gift for you." she said simply, the mysterious smile now lurk lug at the corners of her mouth "Open It. Claude." He obeyed and a crisp check fot $3,000 dropped into his hand Then In rend the accompanying note: I Dear Old Pal?The Inclosed cheek Is r<> your painting, "Rainbow Canyon In Sum mer," seid to the famous art collector. Mr. Stevens ?>f Now York Ho wants tho same scene In wln't >r til your own pvleo lie says to I"- prepared for some ordert from bis friends Merry Christmas! I.AWmCNCIC "Aldyce, how did yon learn 1 was here'.'" he as..e I. moving toward her "I.a wren e told 'inc. I w a* in th studio when Mr. Stevens bought ynui picture on exhibition there. He wn so happy for you he let out your sc croi that you were coining here to bur. yourself for Ihe holidays." she replied "Then I planned" Site hesitated, blushed, looking in him with latl;;lllnu eyes. "l>ell I'razier's party." he llllishei boldly "How dare yon Insinuate tl at I fab ricatcd that as an c v use to bring yo? | the good news of your fortune?" sla taunted him. assuming a tone of in Jury. ile sprang toward hoi. With a litth i cry of feigned frlj'M she eluded It 11 r > | but stopped under the h.Hi ring lamp where a dangling - prav of mi^tlctoi I touched her hull '? hon he kl.I her j^=?POOOOC?OCOC?OC?QOOOO<^=| II Holiday Gift Suggestions || For Every Member of the Family Highly practical and useful Xmas Gifts may be found in this list of helpful suggestions. 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