Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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The bong ?wid latfc ' t5sHlp's healthy, regular breathing was the only audible sound. 1Mt&iiwr*4 of good poople this big world swarmed With, Kntoma felt that be should not mtnd how soon he was laid away noder the frozen sods. Whllo bfa hand rested on Osstp's head and his heart was filled with these anxious thoughts the door of the bovel opened softly. Tto moujik tuned wondering eyes In \hat - direction, end .there, coming noiselessly toj . WSfd him across the beaten earthen floor, Was a tall ^voman with' soft k brown-byeir full of pitying tenderness. 1 " She catne close to the bed, on Osslp'a fddp pf |t atdJ, looking dpwn WWW the Sleeping child, she muttere^:f M " "Perhaps this Is the one 'aftast.'Katomn looked at her anxiously. "Whence came you,: good mother, tttd What seek you?0 1 Across, the sleeping boy she answered softly: "I havo come for Osslp. They told me In thf village that thy days were numbered, and 1 kncvr> that Osslp t (Would need friend. I will lore and mfobm pppL&lJ** care for* Wei as -though be were my * very own. I, $m called Babeushka, and 1 ll^p my proRilaes." > ; Then Kotiorfia, fbe moujlk, died hap 17, for lie/knew that Babouabka wai 9ft a friend to all Uttle children, and when she gatber^d Otklp eloee into tter rootb Lwlf arms hen the ?ad< came the cbIM r P^CMNd weeping, for bis dead father. . ' Whan Dakknalilu - ?* r\ >? JT uvu A?nvvu?u?u IUIU V/BOIy | waH on their'way to the old woroao'i homo, to Nthe next village, they heart! pitiful aound of weeptog aouievrhert <00 the true shadowed side of the foad. t The old woman stopped at the sound m '' >> . . ' - V 9 BKA JEANN?TI? H. 19 if'J WALWORTH A? CbpvriQto, JPOt. To M Dv Jeannette PI ff- fTllwe** 61 . , '*\Ve will go ?ud spo who Is In trouble. Osslp. Our eyes nnd ears should always bo kept well opened so that no sign of distress may escape us." Guided by the sound, tl^ey pnme tp g Stone where, WSlline piidi severing * In the darkness of the winter night, P they found n little girl scarcely as Urge as Osslp, who was not nt all well ; Down for bis eight years. Gabousbkn knelt down by the child gathering her cold little feet Into (.?rm cthsp. muttered: , "Perhaps this Is the child." ^ ' Then slie said aloud, "What Is thy ktd#, little one, and what docst thou 1 Uere alone lu the bitter nighttimeV Xt which the child's tears flowed Sresh, and between lier sobs she told e Slnd. soft eyed woman bow she had been traveling with ft gpcgt gsW; pa by of fhen nnd troiqen who wept leaving thpir Own village to seek n befc * 'dsd Und across the seas ? our ftWty blessed Apieripa, | tpaUe nq dopbt ? ?d how, when they had encamped fof the ntght, her aunt, wlp> wi\p the oqly relative she had lattou vwJ<Vb?d pent . her, Into the troqds to gather fagots to ! put-under their sotfp kettle, and how * ho ho<i w andcrcd o? f?r that sW? ?m?4 -* HZTOOK THKCItlPPLEPPQY IN I^RB A^HS. pof beep Qble to find her way back to thie camp, and bow alio feared the wolves \Vould devour her before any one should come to look for ber.. Then she told Baboushka that ber Dame was Vasallssn. Baboushka clasped the little wander f cr to her great motherly heart. That, Indeed, the wolves shall not, my dear little Vgsalissa. I cannot give thee Mick to thy aunt, for I know no Matter than thou dosf ^vhejro this gre&t (fpmpaty of men and women may be camping for the night But thou shalt go home with Osslp and me. Thoa f hnU ahnrn nitr flu ?* /! All- n^ml/ln, I ? - ? ?? w VWI M* V MUX4t VUI a and all tbat Is mine thou shalt share 1 with Osslp. I can keep the wolves of hanger and cold away, and If thy aant comes to claim thee she shall find thee ' ro?y and happy," ^hed. Vnsnllesa quickly dried her tears, and with licr hand clasped In Baboushka's she trudged cheerfully forward until they came to a tiny little , cottage set back from the road a short * distance. In Its one window a lamp was burning brightly. Tho window and the lamp belonged . to Baboushka's cottage. She pushed Its unlofckcu door open, and the children entered with her into a clean wept, well warmed room. A lnWOA AKHIM ? ***? A HI4 (^C V unit ?UO UlU \> U llUUf up Id the hearth. As Bnhoushkn entered she . glanced eagerly at this chair, and again gM muttered under her hrenth: -s,tf had hoped he might have come i while I was out." "Qood mother," Osslp asked, "why <lo $o\i |eove n lighted lamp in tho wlni dow when you go away?" i v. "So that," she answered, "should any one go astray In the cold oud the dark I he might find his way to my poor cottage. Aud now let us see If the betm I bpoth has kept warm gl) this time. 1 I innda It before I left home In the early I morning hours so that If any wander? crs found their way hither they might not leave my roof hungered." ? The beam broth b?d kept warm. She bade Utwlp tbrow a tew more fnpot* nndor the pot and set VhmIIssa on a tool In the warmest uook. Then she mvukni hirer dowir, filled them with tlic henn broth and pat tbom on the table. Over them she naked a blessing. P.efore her own wooden spoon bnd made two Joarury* from liowl to lip he heard timid knock st the door. She rnn qutbkly to nnswer It. A tall, pale lad stood outside. In his arms he carried a small mite of boy. about whose shoulders was wrapped n worn and soijod wotppn'p shawl. The tal|. |in|f |tn| looked Into the Are llghtod room with longing eyes. Ilia teeth chattered with the cold as he asked: "(Jood mother, may we ask shelter for the night? The cold bites bitter hard, and my little brother Petrusha Is bat n sickly cripple." Then Bnboushkn opened wide her door with ai> eager hnnd and fnst beating heart Tcrbaps. at last, this was the child- Wbat sbe said aloud was: "T'pnt Indeed thon mayest But why art thou abroad on such a bitter night with the little one?" She took the crippled boy In her strong, loving arms and carried hl*n Straight to the great chair In the chlm uejr corner. 6be rapped her own best shawl; about' him sad chafed his small, withered feet until they glowed with warmth. tall, pale lad looked on gratefully. "I am seeking an asylum for the little one," ha safd- ,!l have to work hard tQ fcopp him and tnysc.lf from want. A rich merchant' has promised me work. i>ut he Mya \ must HOt hrlng Pctrusha. If hat h? would, take too much of u)y tlmo." "And where seek you an asylum fur him?" lUknathlta UJ?? r"i?-?u moll, sad face of the cripple. The tall brother answered sadly: "Alas, that I know 'hot yet I was eetlug the nearest town to ask counsel of the priest" Babonshka laid a kind band on the boy'* arm, ' fPut care away from thy young heart Thou hast found qg asylum u>r thy crippled brother, Jle shall {ravel no farther OQ the fronen roads, lie shall be my own little Petrnsha. I hare a tiny truckle bed Into which he will fit to a nicety. Such as I have, dear child, I make thee welcome to in the Christ Child's mm" The night was but very tittle older srbeu the three sblldrea, Osslp, VmmUa<M and Petrnsha, fed, warmed and comforted, were sleeping the care free steep of tnooosnt childhood. Ohly the tell ted snfj ftabeuspfca sat | by the flreglda because' thdre was no bed 1?^ fa tbZuL1 T' " ?Tell roe, good mother," tho boy said, looking straight into her kind eyes, "why are yon so good to ell children? Tour fame has gone abroad." Baboushka did not answer him at once. When she did, her voice sounded as sweet and solemn as church chimes at vesper time. "Yes, I will tell you, my sou, for you are nonrlng your own years o? resptgelbllltr. and It will be wflU tor you to learn In good time tfio solemn lesson that an opportunity onee lost Is lost forever. "Many years ago 1 was setting my house In order when three men stopped at my door with a groat piece of news. " 'We have seen a radiant star In the east,' they spld, 'and .we know that thp Christ Child must be come, ^ave thy labor. Come with us to find htm and fn iln Him hnnM I wnyrt "But I ?ent them sway with words of foolish Impatience. "Seest thou not that 1 am setting my house Id order? Go thou to where the star beckons thee, and I will follow at some more convenient time. I can sec Its light without thy help.' "So they went their way and left me to go tnlue. But when the time came (hat I found it convenient to follow the star clouds obscured the heavens, and there was no star to be seen, and so I knew not how to seek the Christ Child. been seeking him ever since, up and down in tbo land. Whenever, wherovcr 1 sea a little child I think perhaps 1 have found the One I seek, and my lienrt yearns over him. But I not yet have 1 found the Christ Child, whose face must shine with the radiance of the star I lost." With tears of sorrow wetting her eyelashes Babouslika fell asleep lu ho? ?halr. Sjie bag piled all of her beds With cold and friendless children. And as she slept a tender band seemed to dry her tears and a loving voice to whisper In her ears: "Inasmuch as ye linva done it nnto the least of these little ones ?o t-"1 .? : ? 'V> ' * done It unto mo. They wore homeless, nnd ye took them In. They wore hungry. and you have fed them. They were cold, and you have wanned them. The Christ Child is In thy own heart." And on that glad Christmas morning Bnboushko awoke with a great pence in her soul, for she know that she had fonnd him she bad been seeking far pnd wide. LOOKING FOR SANTA CLAUS t Tbo snow was falling on tho uiounHi Ins, biding their tops In n misty veil, nd tbo nlr was full of whirling flakes, which were rapidly covering the brown earth with u carpet of white and obliterating the trail up the mountain side where trudged, or, rather, stumbled, along a grotesque childish figure In a man's rough Jacket, the 6leevcs rolled over and over to let out the small brown hands, while tl^o edge of the vo a line with her heels, left n trail In the snow. A red hood covered the child's head. dark cur^ peeping out ^ ; jf around her face, and in .< ' the fearjess, wistful eyes s' shone a uew light, for ' Dorothy was going to find y Santa Claus. When her ' mother hud gone to Ueuv- . en a short time before. ? ?| ' amI they had carried her up \ m.fc -Wn the mountain, and God - Jy?.sWIlJ) and Santa Claus were always associated together MuliuSftl^ni in the child's mind, Ho. If God lived untboro. San- wBlKvol U1 v nfo? lA; itu away. Thus reasoned lit- ^ j tie Dorothy In the hours V ~ llH when her father wr,? cy wvrwinjj \u me minu UUil ^ she was loft alone with _ her ras doll In tile llulc , brown but which sowed and Santa os shelter and home. Claus. "Hantn Cluus may not conio here now mother has Kone." the little girl sold, "and It must be near Christmas, so 1 will Had him, and perhaps he will take me In his reindeer slei^li to see mother and God." Little Dorothy paused In her task of swooping the one room of their home, and, putting some potatoes in the ashes to hake, that hoy father.'# supper might be ropdy for Ulm, she liadi wrapped herself in his old coat, donned hey,Ttd hood and started out to find Santa Claus. \\ ^apcod thut day that one cf the mlno owners was down from the city on a tour of inspection, tnd. having seen Dorothy on a previous trip, he ! had. remembering anotbWWrffipA or w''? wns vt>ry happy on Christmas t'YQ. brought down a ChrtstJ Vst'v// uiflj. box for Dorothy and fi. so strolled along with her JBajnfr'** father as lie started hoineWPJNJfjb ward, that he might give gjKJKHGliX It into the hands of the KaSflSjy little maiden herself, ltut MrSHSjm. when they reached the gjyj&ryflBa brown hut Dorothy was not there, pnd when ro1 pcptfHl calls brought no answer the two men, alarmed, started In oppo| site directions to seek her, I 'V..1 Mr. Golden following the V [/'. almost obliterated path J <{..' J tip tbe mountain side, I where, a mile beyond, lie I ' J found the little one njVl'..'" \ most burled In the falling snow, and as ho stooped to lift her In bis arms she "Dear, gooj murmured drowsily, seeMr. Santa j (iie kind face bending Claus." , over lier: "Dear, good Mr. Santa Claus, I want"? When she opened her wistful, dark eyes agnln. the same kind face was bending over ber as she lay on her cot In the little brown house, her father holding ber in his arms, while beside her was the most beautiful doll of which she had ever dreamed, and, clasping it close to her heart, little Dorothy asked with reverent joy, the dark eyes tilled to overflowing: "Dear Mr. Santa Claua, Is you God too r CALLIE BONNEY MARBLE. Appropriate. "He calls the baby CoITce." "What a name! What docs he enll H that for?" "Because It keeps him awake nights.' ?Philadelphia Builc^Uk THE TWO SOLDIERS. r.Y EDWIN L PAUIN. Copyright, 1002, by Edwin L. Sabin. f was n brilliant holiday store, n the windows aud tlx* shelves and 3 the enses ablaze wl.h filigree JL and thronged wltli dolls and dishes and engines and trains and skates and sleds, and hobbyhorses that galloped, and cows that mooed, and mice that run, and?and every ming. absolutely everything, thnt over enters the most rapturous Christmas dream. In the renter of the largo show windows. fronting upon tlte gay street, stood two soldiers. They were by all odds the finest soldiers In the store, much superior to the personnel composing the different troops and regiments and companies stationed here and there along the aisles. The pair were made of tin. to be sure; hut they were of heroic stature, eight inches tail, richly uniformed In black and yellow, and could he wound up so that they would present arms several times in succession. The other soldiers. |>oor things, were compelled to renin in the whole time at a "carry" or n "right shoulder" without relief. Naturally these two soldiers were proud and of aspirations reaching beyor.a tneir present narrow quarters. They pined for a wider sphere. As they stood aud stared with stern, fixed gaze through the plate glass into'the guy street they talked together In toy InngUUge, and none, not even the most versatile linguists among the people passing and repassing, knew that they I "Oh. to get nwny from this eternal guard mount over a lot of frippery!" ' sighed the oue. "With all iv,y heart!" agreed the other. "The monotony is frightful." "I'd give half my solder to receive orders to report to some little boy," continued the lirst. "Oh. for a change!" "But the majority of little boys are so rough and careless." responded the second. "I understand they scratch you and bend you and otherwise maltreat you without cause, oud soon you're done for. 1 prefer duty of u more quiet. Instructive nature, where i i... -? ? * * a iimj w.\vm vj nicHiia ?;i iuy ui'|u)riinnuf rather than l>y violent action." "Well, I should enjoy a hard drill and u tussle, I believe," asserted the flrst. "Our organism is too fine for such active service, my lad," indulgently corrected the second. "What?scratches and dents? No, no. Give me a post of more elegance, where my uniform will be treated as It deserves." Christians day had been over and guuo n month when after their separation the two soldiers again encountered one another, hut this time in a great heap of rubbish at the city dump, where the dump man had unwittingly | thrown them out. "Hurrah! Hello, old ehap!" exclaimed the first soldier delightedly. "Hello!" returned the second, with rather more reserve. "Goodness! Keen through the Seven Years' war?" Well might he put this query. The other soldier was a perfect wreck. He had lost nu arm and n foot, his Uend was sharply Inclined forward upon his chest, he hail only one eye, his body was twisted askew, his gun was broken, his cap was missing, his features were battered and distorted, and as for his uniform of black and yellow?there was hardly a spot of paint on him! "I?I've been having my tussle," announced the first, with a cracked laugh. "But you?why, you e^dently found Just what you were looking for." "Yes," explained the second, "I fell mio un escvuoiu post, it was the bands of a little boy, sure enough, hut he wasn't allowed to hurt me. See, I haven't n mark on me." And ho exhibited himself proudly. True, he was still in dress parade condition. "Thunder and Mars!" chuckled the first "And look at me! I)o you mean ' to say that you never were stepped > on ?" "Oh, no," replied the second. "I t didn't lie around on the floor. I was put away Just as soon as he was done playing with me. His mother had uiuut' uiiu u ??} oniiTijr (line uuy. "So you never stayed out nil night In the hnll or In the middle of the Kitting room?" , "Never," en Id the splrU and span soldier. ) "And did be shoot at you with his ^itVV A L li/\ U. | runner pun ovrrV" I "Never." said the sple'.: and span soldier. "And he didn't bite you to see how on you wore?" "Never," said tbo spick and span soldier. "Or drag rou about among tbo chairs witli a string?" "Never.' said the spick and span soldier. "Or sick tho terrier on you?" "Never." "Or take yon to bed with bin and roll on you?" "Never. I was always placed on the Bbelf in tlie closet." "Or kick you or whack you or throw you?" "Never. Watcli?I can present anus as well as ever." "Or kiss you and hug you with all his might and cry for you when lie was siek through eating too much candy?" "Never. lie used to forget me entirely for days and days. Did your boy really do all that to you?" "Yes, all that and more." auswered the battered soldier softly. "And did ho kiss you. you say?" asked the spick and span soldier a lilt wistfully. "Yes; he kicked uie and ho klsseil me," laughed the lirst. "And did you enjoy It?" pursued the eeoiul curiously. "I had the time of my life." declared the other. "IIow did you tiud things? up to your expectations?" Tho spick and span soldier hesitated; then he replied: "Possibly. 1 enn't- (<nninlol!i !*.. but somehow 1 grew dreadfully onBaofe exclt'eiiieht ''fflWfr1 fiScfffJ'."" <V* got tired of one another. After a day or so we exhausted all our programme of proper exercises, and he was so cautious of wearing nio out that I was laid aside, and?and, dually, hero I aui. I don't suppose he even knows that I'm gone." "Dear met" mused the other. "I'm glad my little boy was not like yours. Of course there are tlTo knocks; but. THE VETERANS MEET. oh. our companionship was swod! r bet he's crying for mo at this h?-inut. poor chum! Still, it is as well that t am carted to the dump. 1 am oh! and disfigured nad a hack number, and I wanted to go before lie would cease to miss me." The splclc and span soldier was rl lent. "Ill, yl!" soliloquized the veteran, with a sigh and with a chuckle, si ill''* / rolling over 011 his hack. "I'm past r * pairs, lmt It was sweet?aye. It w: i worth It! I?have?had?the?Have? vt ?my?life." And with his one eye ire g.azott through a chink In the debris,up a*. lu? stars. Appearance* Deceptive. Tate?Appearances are not always to be trusted. # Brady?That's so. It's n mighty bright book that lives up to its cover.?Boston Timtunfitd Alxntlnn Ckr Women. A favorite trick of Alsatian tnarkctwowon 13 to place Ki.\ or eight adolescent eggs In n small basket and to declare that those are all the absolutely fresh ones they have. The victim buys them, thinking that if the woman were dishonest she would have offered more "fresh eggs." Afterward the market woman takes six or mere out of l:;rI ger basket which Is carefully covered over. 1 7 * 4