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Show 7 : 7 : w ", ; ;, .V - --' : - ... s , , ; -,- :. " -- "V.,'7 v.Y" 7; ' V "' ' ''7:.. :7, j ' . ' .' j ' ' .' ' ' ' ' ' ; ' " ' ' ' - . '. .., . . A . . s ' '.,..,- . r . . ... - I " r TIIE BINGHAM NEWS. BlflHAM. lTTAH : . v This is" your corner. Make use of it for your information on qstioni that are puzzling you. It will be my pleasure and privilege to answer can fully and promptly all questions submitted tome. Your questions must bt limited to two, ana your full name and address must accompany each letter. For special information send stamped envelope. All communications will always be held in absolute confidence. All letters should be addressed very plainly in pen and ink to , Helen Brooks. Box 1545. Salt Lake City. . , thank you very much. Bineerelr , ' ALICE. Delta, Utah. The followrnf b a eemplet liat of Zana Grey's books In tha order in which they wi written. HU first one was Betty Zane, writ-ten in 1904. then followed The Spirit of thsr Border, The Last TraU, Th Last of the Plaina. men. The Short Stop. The Heritage of th Desert, The Young Forester. The Yoang PttshJ er. Riders of the Purple Safe, Desert Gold,' Light of the Western Stars, The Lane Star Ranger, Rainbow Trail. The Border Lepion. Wildlrre, U. P. Trail, Desert of Wheat, Talea of Ftsiies. Man of the Forest. The Young Lio Hunter, The d Outfield. The Mys- -' terious Rider, To the Last Man. The Day of the Beast Dear Miss Brook. Thl is the first I have written to yoa, hop I'm welcome. I hove a few question I with you would please answer. Write me the word to the gong "Where is My Wandering Boy To-night" and to the song "Ain't We Cot Fun!" Just another question. Please write me a story about. "My Share in Making the Highway Safe." COWBOY, Echo, Utah. ' You are welcome. Cowboy. The song you wish "Ain't We Got Fun" can be had In tha music stores for 40 cents so I could not print it here. "Where Is My Wandering Boy Tonight" To BROW EYES. Roberts. Ma.: Oaa of rur tent has kindly been contributed by reader and it therefore follows here: JUST AS THE SUN WENT DOWN After the din of the battle's mar. Jast at the close of day, Wounded and bleeding upon tha field. Two dicing soldiers lay. Ona held a ringlet of thin gray haw, ' One held a lock of brown. Bidding each other a last farewell Jast as tha sua want dowa. Refrain i One thought of mother at home alone; Feeble and M and gray. One thoaght of sweetheart be'd left la towa Happy and young and gay. One kissed a ringlet of thin gray, hair, One kissed a lock ef brown. Bidding farewell to the stars and stripes Just as the sun went down. One knew the Joy sf a mother's lore, One of a sweetheart fair Thinking of home they lay side by side. Breathing a farewell prayer; rne for his mother so old and gray. One for his love In town TV y 'closed their eyes to the earth aad skies Just aa tha sua went dawn. Rtef rain. will be printed soon or sent to you direct In regard to the story, I eeald not very well Trrite this for you, but If you care to write It and send it in to me I shall be glad to examine It for you. Dear Miss Brooks, I have read "Between You and Me,H for soma time. I enjoyed it very well, and I would thank you very muoh if you will answer my question for me. (1) What it the bnst powder to use. What is the best sream t use. (2) Will you please print for me the song, "That's Where My Money Goes." Thanking you la advance, I am A GIRL FROM IDAHO. There are many good powdei-- and creams, and the best is the one which is soothing and beneficial to your particular skin. Thl yon will have to determine yourself by trying them. It is best to me a cream and powder of the same make and if you find that the cream Irritates or the powder does not go oa smoothly, try another line ef preparations. My Dear Miss Brooks I I am a stranger, but an attentive! reader ef your helpful little comer. The two senrs that you were unable to find, "Just as the Sun Went Down," and "Down by the Weeping Wtllews," I am familiar with, and am send-ing them to you. I also wish to ask you: (1) Will yoa please tell me Shirley Mason's address and I am aware that you have an-swered this question a number of times, but somehow I do not understand how to curl one's hair to look like a "national hair bob." Would it be too much trouble to print It again T I trust that I may be of service to you again In regard to other sewn, as I am familiar with a number of those old ones. Ever. X jiAS, Roberts, Idaho. I thank you so very much for sending the two songs. I hope I may be able to help you as much In return, fchirley Mason's address b. The Fox Studios, Western Avenue, Holly-wood, Calif. It is necessary that you have a very heavy head of hair to successfully dress K ... ...... vnuvia mm vrcsin, BIT III III H Ut'HV tTI than others and I could not tell you Just what ones would be best for your skin. (2) Your song will appear later if it aan be foaod, I am very glad you enjoy our corner. Dear Miss Brooks, - Can you tell ma ff tha Poems of Joys Kilmer hava been bound in a book and If so where I eaa get eae and at what price T Ho made the Supreme Sacraflce on Plandera Fields like so many, but I leva his poems S4 Msten The roar of the world is In my ears, Thank God for the roar of the world I Thank God for tha mighty tide of fara. Against me always hurled I Thank God for the bitter and eeaaeleaa strife, And the sting of hts chastening red Thank God for the stress and pain af Itfa, I And Oh, thank God for God. I am a widow nearly 72 and my band are stiff with hard work and a bit shaky, but hop you can read this. 8. H. CROSBY. Ewrar. Arbona. I am happy to say Joyee KKmer's Poems may be had la bound volumes, and haiv srritten you stating the prioe, and where tley in we national Bob effect. Separate the hair at tha back ef the bead Into two parts, cross them and arrange each part In a soil from the center to the ears. Then curl the ends In small curls and fast--n with pins all across the back over the eoila in Irregular form, pinning each end of curl In place. I hope I have made this plain enough, and if yoa have hcav hair so there are many ends to curl. It is very pretty. Perhaps you have some aombings which you could have made Into a few eurls to help out If you lack a few. Could I ask for a few more songs If you happen to have them T "Down by the Silvery Rio Grande." "Joy Finds Us After AH" and "Littla Red Canoe." Mrs. Wllford Hansen. Mink Creek, Idaho. Following la the poem you requested sometime ago. The other one will appear jast as soon as we have space for It POOR LITTLE JOE. Prop yer eyes wide open, Joey, Fur I' re brought you sumpln' great Apples T No. a heap eight better! Don't you take no Int'restT WaKI, Flowers, Joe I knowd you'd like 'm Ain't them scrumptious Ain't them higbT Tears, my boyt Wot'a them fur. Joeyt There poor little Joe t don't cry I I was skippln' past a winder. Where a bang-u-p lady sot All amongst a lot of bushes Each one eKmbing from a pot Every buh had a flower on retty T Maybe not I Oh. not fish you could a seen 'era growin. It was such a srannin' show. Veil, I thought of you poor feller, Lyln' here so sick and weak. Never knowhV any comfort. And I puts on lots of cheek, "Missus," says I. "If you please, nam. Could I ax you for a roeT For my little brother missus Never seed one, I suppose," Then I told her all ahout yon-H- ow I bringed you up. poor Joe I (I.ackin' women folks to do It) Sich a' Imp ynu was until, you know--Till yer got that awful tumble, .'At as I had broke yer In (Hard work, too) to earn yer llvln' Blackln' boots for honest tin. may be had. They arc beautiful. You an wonderful to write so beautifully not many letters which I receive are writtesj better. 1 am sure it must be such a pleasara at your an to bo able to spend some af your time with the beautiful la pee try aad literature aa yea do. Dear Miss Brooks, I hava been Interested In your corner, ans have bsea reading the questions but thera ' has been a auostloa or two that pnsile bmw I am a boy of seventeen years of aga, and 1 want to go with a girU Will It be proper for aw to go with a girl that is about foarteea,' or wait until I eaa find a girl that ts the sjtma ag aa I am. I remain JACK, of Idaho. Wen, my dear boy, you do not necessarily have to wait to find a girl just your ae, al-though I am sure It would be quite proper for' yoa to wait a while, as you are quite young, and your little friend of fourteen Is entirely t young to go with the bays. Of course K It quite proper for you to escort a girl to a party occasionally, but do not thmk of going with any one girl steadily. Drar MWs Brooks, '' Will you answer these questlsns for met My hair la bobbed, could you tefl me how long a permanent wave would stay In it and bow much it would cost to have one pat Int My hair Is also very dry. Do yoa thmk that vas-eline, aiipli-- d two or three tiroee a w. .tok-ens the hairt I srant mine to stay blond, but several of my friends say that vaseline darkens It With many thanks S. 0. 8., Driggt, Maha : A permanent wave is sun posed to lisst about six months. It will cost $1 60 per curl and It Uhre from fifteen to twenty curls for the front and sioVs. Vaseline does not permanent!, darken the hair but It has a tendency that way Ivmild surest as a better plan that yoa rush It thoroughly every day for at least n minutes with a medium stiff bristle brush tng sure that you, reach the scalp. Afci "savage the seslp gently with tips ef flners every day. I am sure ynu wUl find that If you oontlaue this treatment thors will be sufficient natural efl to tek. sare af ft nicely. IIow that tumb'e erinpled of you, So's you couldn't hyper murh Joe. It hurtcd when I seen you Fnr the first time with --r emlsh. "But," I says, "he's laid up now, assna. 'Peart to weaken every day;" Joe. she p and swnt to cnttin' That's the how of this bokay. Say. h seems to Wit, ole fetW Yoa is aulto yonrsalf Kind a' chirk It's been a forttiH Sinoe yer eyes has been so bright Better T Well, I'm triad to hear it I Yes, they're mlht pretty, Joe. Smellln' af em's nade yoa happy T Well, I thoutht It woold. yoa kasw! Ne oee the country, did yoa I Flowers everywhere t Somrthne when yoa're Vrtter, Joey, Mbbe I kla take yoa there. T towers in neaven J M I s'imws aa; Dunne mach about It (hmtyk ; Ain't as fly as wot I mhrht be On them topics, little Joe. But T"e hird H hinted aomewaeres That In beavea't goMesi rates Things ts rrrr lastin' chwrfuj B'lleee that's wot the Pible stats. Likewise, there folks don't hungry i So rool people, sih--n thry dim, Finh) themselves well flxed Jnrew Joo, rsy bey. wot alls yer eyesT Thought they kokl a little slivt'ler. Oh, no I Don't yoa have no ITraven was made fur surh as you Joe wot makes you look so rtirT HtTe--w- ake nr I Oh, don't lor k that way I Jre, my boy I u h,n,j j Here's yer (lowers- - yru've tiroi.prd 'em, 3ocy Clh, my God. con Jo he dcari T m.r.o AHKwnicirr. 'ar Miss Brooks, rifase five me a er.mpl.te M.t of Tan, Gry' -- k4s and in the order that he wrote Um. 1 I I jwlaT-- Vl a -- JHN DICKINSON SHERMAN f 7 fif '"WSTMAS EVE the students of the Afef 'L ffil&l!tR2v- - l' IV General Theological seminury In New 3Y 1lsT sStW' Jm fffi-mMS-7 I IYaJT York City the ,nrffe8t tracing school fY i&H. '" vRW ft hl for the ,nlnlstry of the Protestant "ty&C N,tS r--Z Ij Jjarjk Episcopal church, will Rather In their "XJxCll JS. x. Ah ! k EsItoS' dlnmg hall and with appropriate cere-- jzhy-- L " "J" I I ' y monies will wreathe holly ahout an rW vd) 7 ' I old portrait that hnnes on the wall. f K. "77 and copied It Into her album. Tueri, Just before Chrlstmns of 1S.3, she sent o copy to the editor of t'ne Troy Sentinel. And that's how th! verset came to be printed In the first place. Clenwnt Moore, like many a man with a serious purpose In life, had a liobhy which he did not ride In pub-lic. His vocation was the teaching 'Of Biblical learning to theological stu-dents. His q vocation was writing po-etry for the edification nnd pleasure of Ms children. As for the children, they thought their father's verses were the best fun In all the world. He un-derstood so well their likes and dis-likes and sympathized so keenly with tlielr Joys and griefs. Sometimes Hie poems contained a moral that could be applied right at home. But In gen-eral the verses were Just sheer, clear rollicking fun. Clement Moore, ss he related In lat er years, first heard the story of St Nicholas as told In the poem from a Jolly fat Dutchman who lived nenf his boyhood home. The Dutchman had heard the story when a boy In Hot land. Well, when the Chrlstmns of K?t drew near Clement Moore thought he would write n Chrlstmns poem as a present for his children. And hi picked out the Dutchman's story of St. Nick as the subject. The Moorei lived in a big house on a Mil Hint sloped to the Hudson. The rrotinif was all covered with snow. There ns a great fireplace where the Christmas stockings were htins. The setting was Just right. So one evening Clement Moore snt down In front of n cheerful blaze In the big flreplnee and begun the verses that will Keep his fume Immortal ns long as there are ehll-dre- n nnd Christmas Is celebrated. The portrait Is that of Clement Clark Moore (178M8C3), a founder of the seminary who gave It the whole block known as Chelsea square. Moreover, from 1821 to 1350 he was the professor cf Biblical learning nnd was professor r emeritus from then until his dath. 1 And In addition lie compiled a "He-- - 1 brew and English Lexicon" (1800), the ' ' first to be published In this country. This notable scholar and dignified the-- ; logical professor was born In New York City, the grandson of MaJ. Thomas Clark, a retired officer of the British army, and son of the Rt. Rev. Benjamin Moorer third president of Columbia university nnd second bishop of New York. He studied for the min-istry, but w as not ordained. Christmas morning, at 0:30 o'clock, several hundred Sunday school chil-dren maybe as many as a thousand will march from the new Chapel of the Intercession In New York City with trumpeters and banners, singing Christmas carols as they go, and lay great wreath on a tomb In famous I , old Trinity cemetery. This tomb ts I that of this same grave and reverend J professor of Biblical learning nnd com- - I fpller of a Hebrew lexicon. And this 1 memorial celebration Is now a feature J cf Christmas day. 1 It Is likely that this Christmas the I theological students and the Sunday J school children will add special feu- - tures to their memorial celebration. For fi Clement Clark Moore Is, as everybody l should know, the man who wrote "Twas the Night Before Christmas" f - and this Christmas season Is the ren- - I tennlal of the writing of the poem that Jios gone around the world and Is the ; lellght of children wherever Santa , Claus Is known. Of course there are lots of people who do not know who si wrote It. And that's because It has become so much a part of our Christ-mas tradition and literature that It never occurs to them that It hud an author. li'i iiWw Mother Guobe, you ! know. December 23, 1823, the Troy (N. Y.) Sentinel printed the now famous poem 5 with the title, "A Visit From St. Nich-- I Ins." The name of the author was jk tot given. The Jolly, Jingle met with Instant j appreciation. Other newspapers pub- - Halted It. City after city all over Ihe ! country copied It. It was published In mogar.lnes. Next It went Into the ! public school renders. Then enme t special editions of the poem, Illustrated ' by artists who had mad a name by s their pictures for children. Finally I It was translated Into many languages. Now It may be heard almost all over the world. ; And all this time the name of the author was unknown. The fact Is that i rrofessor Moore wus not exactly ' pleased over the publication of the ' poem and Its world-wid- e popularity mused him to shrink from claiming j Us authorship. 1 You see, he hnd nothing to do with Its original publication. The poem wus written for his children and was Strictly for family use. Jsiit in the winter of 1S22, uliortly n ftcr the poem was wrltti-n- , the f iiiiily had as a visitor the eldest daughter of Rev. Dr. David Butler, rector of St. Paul's church, Troy. To her one of Clement Moore's little sJaughlers .read the poem. The visitor wag delighted with the pjeiu I A VISIT FROM ST. NICHOLAS I f 1 By CLEMENT C. MOORE ) rjYfAS the night before Christmas, when all 9 j J t through the house j a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; 'A ; j The stockings were hung ly the chimney with care K In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there; tr Te.inildr.en uere fd all snug in their beds, V j While visions of sugar-plum- s danced in their heads. K sj A nd mama in her ket chief, and I in my cap, 3j Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap J Sj When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, a 1 sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. K tj! Away to the window J flew like a flash. ft ft lore open the shutkrs and threw up the sash. $ The wwon on the breast of the new-falle- n snow K g Gave luster of midday to objects below; ff When what to my wondering eyes should appear $ Hut a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer, 4, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, W 1 knew in a moment it must be St. Nick. !t ft More tipid than eagles hit coursers they came. V g And he whistled and shouted, and called them by name: $ , "Now, Dasher! now. Dancer! now. Prancer and Vixen! ft X On, Comet! on. Cupid! on. Donder and lUilzen! Jg To the top of the porch to the top of the wall! i Now desh away, dash away, dash away all!" k ijj As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, J When they meet an obstacle, mount to the sky, So up to the housetop the coursers, they flew, $ ft With the sleigh full of toys and St. Nicholas, too. fl M And lien in a twinkling I heard on the roof j g The ffancing and pawing of each little hoof. ft d 1 drew in my head, and was turning around, k y Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound. X i lie wax dressed all in fur from his head to his foot, ft And hU clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot K ft A bundle of toys he had flung on his back. ' 'S And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack. $ $ 7m eyes, how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry! $ x His checks wne like rosps, his nose like a cherry; --K ft His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, & And the heard on his chin was as while as the snow. $ ft The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth. ft And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath. 'b jh He had a broad face and a little round bellif K ft That shook, when he Uughed, like a bowl full of jelly. Jg jj He was chubby and plump a right jolly old elf; $ And 1 laughed, when 1 sow him, in spite of myself. ;( p A wink of his eye and a twit of his head X ft Soon gave me to know 1 had nothing to dread. ft ft He spoke not a word, hut went straight to hit work. 2 ft And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,' K ft, And laying his finger axide of his nose, St And giving a nod. up the chimney he rose. $ V He sjirang 'o hit sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, j) And away they all flew like the down of a thistle'; ft heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight: X ft "Hrry Christmas to all, and to all a good-night- !" j I A MODERN KRISS KRINGLE i ft ft Ey HAROLD BARNES Kriss Kringle laughs with a merry glee; jjj V "I'll fool the children this year." .says he; ft "They think I am towing with deer and sleigh, ' X ft And jingle of bills, it, the same old way. p ta a "Ihtt I'll do it." Iir my, with a knowing wink. ;J As he open his hangar and what do you think f ft J There stands in shed Vke a waiting train fj Jj. The finest brand of an aeroplane. ft Shining and gleaming 7 new and spick J.' ft Just made to order for Old St. Nick ' (K . '( ! Clement Moore was a very . tnnn and h's pcrnnl fe'dint' it'iut th? verses he wrote for his children was that they ha J ! f f in merit ex-eu- i as verses for clilldren and for his own children. And for that reason he was reluctant to dNclosp his au-thorship. Finally. In 1S44. he did pub-lish a "Collection of Poems." which Included "A Visit From St. Nicholas. " In the records of the denem! Theo-logical semln.iry lt the following test I utonlnl from Its faculty to the sterllns worth of their associate: "We recognize In him one whom tloi1 has blessed with selected trl ff ; warm hearted in frlendKiilp. genial Ih soi-Imi- i kindly nnd considerate to nil ; pos sessed of tine literary isstes. p.sth liiKtlncts nnd expressiveness, and ei cheerful humor withal; at the niimh time well accomplished in severer stint les and resolute for more lahorltm undertaking, as his learned vorl; Hebrew grammar and lexleogn (ihy t; tlnctly testify." "A Visit From St. Niclio'ns" Is here with reprlntetl In full. Ami no npologi Is made for reproducing a poem tlm millions of h Iren tmd eroun'ui toir know ,by heart. It's not liar-wor-at Chrlstiinis time to run oc the old, familiar lint's they're gwo reaillng yet for the oldest and cntsi et of us. The few lines of verse below, print ed Just for the contrast, nre the hi ejimln;: of a clever Twent'eth centtu version from the Philadelphia I'm,! 4 l.edi.'er In which 1111 up to-- Jm' Sf N' f I tru veld by ahplane. PIANOS and PLAYERS CaKivU.. Snrn and Edison Fbonogr rt,rj asy ter ma DAYKRBEEBE MUSIC CO. Bl Swsrta Matrt St, Jtalt LaltClty FURS i'T11", "J''l srloe f..rfi,rs a"nd ... W r ran M7 ,,,r P'1' a up your furs rl Mc!i Amerk-- Ilit'e i Fur Co, Forrifn Tanwn Temple JSoltLakoClty iu'simess rouTroi-- L. I). 8. miSIN'ENS TmfirT ef Fff'clrv. All brs-h- . .. ": tt0 N' M' Jt Uke Cit 'bi.ttton.s , '...... It.HRMtloM. .!'tr,,x, I'lMtia,. navlltrhiKt Kid Cnrm rlr; ... Jroaaway. ;.lt Lake City I |