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Show HOLIDAY SUPPLEMENT. OUR Iileiin. and I'm a good hater. Si your path and mine lie far uiurt. liond-by- . Your sister. Awnks Ki.xii.m." Mamie was weeping over the deal Ii of 1 1lf old soldier, her iiiiclr. who had reared his orphan nieces so tenderly. In a Kissiuii of sorrow she lie lit and kissed tile pi air. senseless WisKleu leg. "Oh. linw it brings the past hack!" she snlilied. can him agaiti. with liis kind, true fare, stiiiuping along on this deur old wooden leg. ami how happy we wen1 together. I'lielc Henry mid I. 1 lielied him tiud the M-- e arrow-head- s in the field. fresh-plowe- d chased the butterflies fur him. I Hi. cun see ugain the fresh green fields of the country, and smell the fragrant air." "Are you regretting thut you married me. my darling'.1" asked a wistful voice across the room. It mis Mamies liuslwiid. handsome Laurie lilenn. for whose sake Agnes Klmer hated her sister liotli girls hud lured him. and when he chose blue-eye- d Mainie, the elder sister silently swore revenge on her lovely rival. She turned her uncle's heart against his pretty iict. anil by persistent cunning kept them apart until the uld man's death. Mamie's home was in a southern town. If mi miles away from her old country birthplace, but sin cried: "If Agnes would but hare written nit lie wunted me. I would hare walked all the way rather than have he died!" missed seeing him 1 oer the Savior divine. (aiding the khepherdi on Hathleheui's plain, "M men" from canters doliuiding the main. Telling the place where the Savior was born. Hailing the roming of glad Christmas morn. Hee how the shepherds fall down at his feet. See the "wise men" tiring their presents to greet. See how they honor this one little child, llis Herior from heaven, so peaceful and mild. He came to the earth to know sorrow end pain. To lay down his life and to take it again.' To teach the poor sinner no longer to roam, Hut to I'iw the Lord to hi heavenly home. We come here to honor the savior to night. To carol his praise In songs of delight. To kneel at his fret and our hearts to unfold. And give bun a treasure more precious than gold. The heart is a treasure he wants us to give To him for his keeping as long as we live. And when we pas over to I with him 1 to-da- y. was 17. and then made u runaway j tottered weakly to the corner si ore "It laiass mi heart, ilaivng. to d market lxisiu-- l lliink lint I ahull lane no Christmas liialrli, w ilh a summer laiunier. a clerk 1rnplr w it h in a law oiticc. I. auric sight d. cuiuc out of the store. Kissiug K.r gift fur imi 1. . say-- ; as sl:, kisM-lam She hail married iliree y cut's she entered, amt nlie heard them him tenderly, luit when i now. ami since it had a lore ing that there was going to U- a regii- she il inateli. I.uuric's small salary iiud suf- lur Christmas snowstorm. by liis side site prayed, seTlie streets were full of and cret ficed for simple comfort amt liuppiuess "I H .ir (tiki, plea Us Imth die ill until sickness came, and witli it the they all had basket und bundles. A', . seemed gay and joyous. Xn one seemed mil- sleep ik-- iro I In- - fatal and hunger. grim d Mamie. w hell we shall have no lire nor food." she knew well that his convales- to notice to' Hut in thut durk. dark hour thut cence would have more rapiil except hrr landlord. who liupH-uei- i if she could have pns-iirofor him the enter I lie stori1 while she was buying a emiies Is f.ire the dawn, l.uuric slnsik of cheap u ine. He sucen-- at tier feebly with an icy huiul. moaning, ordered the wines, half-pithings tin dia-totones of tlie invalid: the nourishing foods; but linw could her extravagance, chafing at t In- fact' in tlie "Mamie, tlie tin- has gone out and she get them'.' She had sold all her that tlie rout wus overdue. she Hushed crimson when In- looked j am"Afrvc.iiig." elothing except the very shabbiest: es. deur yes dear." ami she crept she hail taken iu sew ing. and liecii ut her. and fullered: cheated out of her iay. Now the rout "The doctor orilers wine for no has- - aliivcriiigly from under tlie blanket. for a match, and lighted the gToin-of the tiny cottage was due. the fuel band." lump. It Itarinl up in the black darkwas out. the larder was empty, und "I urn glad you cun afford to tuiy it. ness and showed her tile tireless grille, there was only one dollur in the little I w ill cull for my rent again the day i w hero the coals had burned into dull in her The mrkrt. three thut lie Christinas.'' after purse replied, briisajurly. red ashes. The little bucket, witli u hud gone totheexpressiiiau had rolila-She lamed treiubling'ly. and gatli-cn-- few remaining coals, stood close to tlie them of the means of life: mul into her arm. licurth. her little Mamie seized it eagerly . was Christmas. of small bucket coals on the hanging "We will siuui have a lire, dear." she she Weeks ami weeks ago Minnie hud her weak arm. Then sliiijfi'ml said, soothingly, but she felt Iter limits written to I'nele Henry anil sister like u drunken wimiHil. going out again tremble and her head reel. She was Agnes, telling them of her misfortunes into the sloppy street. She laid not; mi weak from want of food. llow her lathy had ill so long had enough to eat for many days. and Hut she grok-- for the )siker. anil and died, linw I .auric was languishing the wet snow slnpjH-- into tin- gaping; looked alkiut her for some kindlings. of la grippe. She hud lieggcd them holes in her thin shoes. Alas! she hud none, and without them both to lend her a little money till her I'iNir Mumie! Hour little Mamie!! thccoiils would iiol burn. hiislaind recovered his health. Could cruel Agnes see her' now. she she that yesterday she Hut mi unsw-ewell had come until that would think for' hail iimiI every wood, even to uiul the Imix. tlie loss of handsome I .auric lenn! cold, hard letter tlie lop ulul sides of I'nele Henry's Inix. her sole legaey from her deuil uncle. The little purse wus iiiile empty to coax u feeble ttaiiie under tile kettle Cruel Agnes! pc rliups she hail now. but Mamie did not tell her Inis-- . for I.uuric's tea. the letters perhaps she knew well I Sind that. She choked laiek her sobs. sin- - crushed back a moan of desjHiir well-tille- I 1 gikkl-uight- la-ei- ue-t'el.- I h.s-iangry tint fur the M'liemea crafty Agues" nil. wliat a happy t lirist u.m da wins! for Mamie and Laurie! Wliat a new life of hoie ami joy At the furm Inins', win-rthey lead mi happy a life, the fragim-ii- l of the lave i f ! m-l- uile-facc- sad-eye- ls-e- n , ' r iiiei-uloii- s - 1 d ' pun-liasi-- s ; Is-e- I - d r hei-M-- ilii-nge- ' to-du-y. there. IIIK I II X K OK lull i I'lKl KS. old wiMNleii leg are kept in a velvet cum-- , silt ill liiiikl ami lulu-lein bright gold letters: "Mamie'K Christina Legacy!" I Christmas Chimes from Many Climes. Ciiristuias i always a season of goml w ishes mul loving kimlness. In America almost all little children hung up their stockings on l liristnius eve to In' tilled by kind old Santa Clans. In lieriiiany they make inure of Chrikt-luastliH- The treasure will always kept in his care. We thank thee, oh. father, fur all thou hast done To save ns front sin through the gift of thy we do in America. I hero Ilie Ciiristuias tree is iimhI. If u family is tmi kkr to have s hole live, a single liriineh only will stand in a conspicuous place, hung witli Ilie few simple gifts. A week liefon Christmas St. Nicholas visits the children, to find out who have In'cii gikul enough to receive 1n will bring them gifts the Christ-chilon Christinas eve. It is a very usual tiling to see mi a Christmas In-c- . way up in the very topmost branch, uii image or doll ing the Christ child, while an sometimes placed other images son. To show us the way to the Iwautifnl land. Where angels and saints form a glorious land. And when we have iased all the jouruey-ing- s through 1 And finished the work he gat e us to do. We'il rise to that glorious work of renown. And ever le star-- - in the dear Savior's crown. lie-lo- w Gtirlstmas Leyacy. Mamie's angels with outspread representing MK. Al.t.X U'VMl.ll Ull.l IIY AM hi kneel i !u I W A K inr w ings. After the tree is liglited the family gather round it. ami ing a Christmas hymn. In Frunee may leuliiuist universally seen represcnlatioiis of Ilie luungror iu which i lirist was Ikirn. with unit I lie figures of Mary. .loM'pli child .Icsiis. ami ealtle feeding' near by. I iften tliese art decorepreM'iitatioiis rated witli flowi-i-s- . ami lighted ea miles It. S down lisiijj- - ivimmIcii N ly Imx she hail just pricil i ijh'Ii with u hnlchct. Her swci-- t blue c y s w r r e Mrmvned in tears. - . burn softly ig'eilrmis collection rif ludiiiii arrow stunly-liMikin- jier-luip- - i iH'ii letter in Mamie's hiiliil. it over her shoulder. Ilf am Sire.n. it run. rnele Henry is deuil lit lust, after being liedriddcn over a veur with rheiimutisiii: mill a lot id trouble lie was all the time. "1 limy ns well tell you now that he me forgave yon long' ago. unit wanted to write you to iiinic home: hut I knew was tiai nmr to aiforil your husband lie it. so I put him off with excuses. dieil a week ago mul wc buried him in the old graveyard by his wife and their little girl, tin- - only ehild they ever hud. t you know. Of course vim don't rxici-- to get anything liv his will, as you uimried against his wishes and mine: ami. anyhow, he didn't have miieh to leave lint the old place mul the poor sticks of furniture, and those he gave me for tuking euro of him nil these vent's. I our pay. too. for 1 thought I'nele Henry hud minify laid hr from his pension savings ami liis horse trades. Hut wliut lie left doesn't pay me for my tmiihle. so yon needn't iiegrndge it to me. lint what I write for mostly is to tell yon lie left you liis old Imix of curiosities und liis wooden leg. lie's hud them packed uptogether six months. I reckon: und lie said one lay. kind of bitterly: 'If Mamie's us you say. Agnes, the old leg jssiras will do to make her n lire some cold morning.' And that's all it's fit for. l.et ns h CiilFLISTJMlAS And again the voice across tlie room usked. plaintively: Are you regretting thut you married me. my durlillg,.,'' For answer she rail to him and clasped her loving arms alkiut his neck. "1 love you than the whole world!" she cried. "And yet it would have for you. Mamie. Iiuil you never iiii'." lie sighed. "Oil. l.uuric. do not till1 so. You Have break my heart. ever rer 1 proached yonV "Never, my dearosl. Yon have In'cii uii angel: anil that is why I reproach myself. I should never have taken yon from your happy eoiintry home, to starve you In dentil ill this dreary town." "Oil. I hi uric, do not say such cruel am not starving: things of yourself. 1 no. no. And you will mnui Ih- - well again anil can go luick to the oHice.'' "Oh. Mamie. I shall never get w ell again, und liis weak voice grow strong witli anguish, lie lifteil a thin, transparent liund. and held it up to the light. "See Imw thin I am. am getting weaker every day. It is four mouths now since was first attacked with la gripc. and I've lain lien ever since, weak unit ill. wliile you laid to struggle with poverty alone. We have sold wliat little of vii lie ue hail- - my watch, and your few jewels mid every tiling we could spare from this little Iioiim-- : mul ami it lias dw iudled awuy for fikiil mul inrdieine. until I fear thero is nothing left." "Oil. I laid to puy tlie expressman three dollars for that heavy Imix 1 wish Agnes hud not sent it just yet!'' 1 1 I I i.iivi. no nil m: mix mi. Wlilil.ll." winu.i: Mamie, mi you'd just as well take him at liis word. "As for me. I'm tired of tile country, tin- - old place anil I intend In tor sale. Tile lawyer says it may tiring I'm IhhiiiiI to a few thousand dollars some ivav. so as to get sin- groaned. have iiinui-I can't have you left. "Anil how much live. think away tnthffiti to Mamie.1" wliiit I uclc Henry did with all liis savknow I never would have staid "Isui't ask me it it doesn't matings. lien- mul wsiited mi him like ii slave ter. I.iiiii'ie. for for I'll try to got liis only for the hnie of getting iimury. some plain sewing to do. nil. (lou t I've Well. Hut it seems he hadn't any. her face was sent you tin1 lux of things by express. vim worry, deur'" but They're heavy. I nit I coiililii't aiToni toI gliaslly. to e.irn any t lie she did nut snow lnfor you. even if iTi'lai.V will express ilo ii which I hlivcnT. money, ibis little wife who hud been lu i doll I forget old times. Mamie simply in 1n imlry until he ndvi-rtiM- - lu-n- 1 N'ctlcs nil in ntcil n u while in the midst of all reposed a g wiaalen leg'. Nothing there to s weep over, surely, so it wiis tin- I In Norway tlie have a dcl'ght-- f ii custom of pulling' mi the rmif of the barn, or mi a mii- in the yard, a large sheaf of wheat for the birds, wliu fnMy appreciate their Ciiristuias feust. fn Kiig'liiuil almost every one who can do mi lias a family arty on Christmas eve. Young' and old join in the especialg'umes. many of which ly to ( liristnius lime. From tlie ceiling' of one of tile rikims a large hunch of mistletm' is hung. If any little maiil is caught standing under it the mu who catches her has a rig'lit to tuke u kiss from her rosy lips. In Holland the little lliiteli girl puts her winnIcii shoe iu the ehiiuney-ilue- e ready for gifts, just as the little American girl hangs up her stocking'. And so in sonic way ail over tlie Christian world mi the eve of the I unity-fiftday of Decenilwr the birth ( our Lord .lesiis Christ is celebrated, livery where the Christman chimes are ringing out the message the angels iirought to Hethlelirui "I'enee on earth, goml will to men.'' mid 1 ii Kvery-- - 1 - 1 -- PAST -- A.TTD PRESENT. their poverty, mul bail rejoiced in the and coaxed him to partake of the wine, mill lier llollow hllleees roved (i lx ill t tile iXNim in Iioih'Ii'ss thought thut tile rxprrssiigc on the jelly and crackers. "Yon first, my dearest. '' lie said tenHut the riMiiii was euiity of furniheavy Imix of wimnI mul stone would take the very broad out of their derly. ture. save tin- - la-i-i mul tlie little willow mouths. "No. I must put on fresh coals, for it And jkkir. pretty Mamie, kneeling is going to la very cold." she answered Hut then - iu tlie Imix surrounded there, by her suffering husband, snlilied cheerfully, und while he sipM-- daintily by the dried butterflies mul geological harder every time thut she hkiked ut ut tlie wine she dried her wet feet at specimens lay tlie sturdy wiiimIi-i- i leg - Minnie's the box the Imix that hud brought the fire. legacy. track the happy olden time, the days of The wiiiils of her sister's letter rushed is Christmas, you know. M'iier anil plenty, on the pretty little I.liurie. and I must make some small over her mind: farm. she said, slipping inloi "If Mamie i a HMir a you sa . my preparation." And Agnes was going to it to tin- - little kitchen iH'fore he roulil Insist old leg- will make her a lire smile cold I'nele on her eating. strangers- - tlu-ibirthplace morning." "I must save it all for him.' she mar-- . Henry's old Inline, ami theirs. Mamie "He would not euro, dear uclc ' in u rod. witli a hoarse sob. mid sllpiHMl Henry." she Milda-d- . mul the little thought of the whisH'ring old trees t h whose shade dear Laurie laid ilow n on tier knees. iuttt-rinacross the (Iimu-- . anil won her. Thru she thought "IomI sin- eon Id ho eanglit up tlie hatchet mul lail s help!" was a of what tliedik'tor had told her pri- say: then she crouched on the tireless gan to drag out I'nele Henry' leg vately yesterday. from tile Imix. It sociiii'd heavy to her j hearth, thinking of tin- s:t she had paid "Your ImsIainiVs lungs will always to tin expressman for her iimde's weak arms, and us she tugged at it In- - weak after this terrible sm'11. lie wotklcn leg- und collection of rucks. I.liurie exclaimed, in woinli-r- . would never go into nil oflirr again. It No one would give me that for them, "What an- yon doing'.1" would le t tiimovr inlotlirroiintry. Not thut I would sell uncle's leg "Oil. Laurie, there i no kindling, on some little farm, and spend his time never!" thought p.Mir. distracted .Mamie. and - I'm going to split this up! No. in pursuits, lie would lire with tlie tears in her blue eves and tlie I m not eruv. ami I won't stop! It's longer that way." golden hair slipping louse, like a crinkly mine, and I'nele Henry wouldn't iii!ud 'lili. I wish I'nrlr Henry had given veil, alxiut her shivering form if he knew ! wisii I had money tis the farm! When she crept hack into her bed-- ! I i p went the little huteiiel. and enough to buy it mid take I .auric there (room l.ii uric hud fallen with a whack. The dry wimh i.; to lic!" she cried, in nn agony of keen asleep. There was even a faint eoloV: tin old leg split ami Mew inlospliiili-r- . in liis til in cheeks. Her heart ihriMed despair. lint wliat was that sound like thc Hut she knew that there was only with joy to it. eliink of gold pieces'.1 what was that one dollar in her purM- one dollar be"Tlie wine has made him bel ivi and gleam like jewels mi the Imre tween her mul the wolf lit the door j t here is a little left for i'u-- ! w Mainie brought the lump and kncii mid l.uuric was nlreiidy sinking from morrow all. wlmt a terrihh- i nrit- dow ii among-thsplinters, and f. mini c lack of proper sustenance. The mils it will la for us two. I face was thin and ghastly white, (help us!" she sighed, uuseralh i hut that liele .terry sold winnIcii leg hud the large dark eye were rimmed witli I.liurie slept sweetly uii.inwer g m ,ng Wen stulfi'd full of gold and buhl, notes to the amount ;..(khi. hover- that till1 last purple shadow s. Death jM'imy was gone. ui tnal And a little Hole mnoiig them g.m ing near. little .Minnie was starving It's-I- ' Iii this little fortune to hi ilr.ir nieee A wild horror seized llm) her lest secret tiiat the fond might ho ., mil a Mamie : tir-I.liurie should ilie t and leave her little longer for him. It woid'i him "For I know." wrote llemi broki-alone in the eold. pitiless world. liis t to know it ro"Imw Agues hates her r. ami iti "lie slnill not! lie shall not!" she euro was for her. as her for i "r would cheat her mil of if s,, her many days lie laid secretly Ih. luki-thithought, frantically, and. could. im an in gi it ic . . thill hawl. wrap) icil it uIhiiiI l.er head in. or' my favorite "I am dying bv iuelu-sw it !i my ii e and aim i - my w isties for her happiness , mid sliniildei's. "I will buy fikkl and tlie end will euine soon. lune heard Agues tell her iToiiirs Unit wine amt fuel u little of eaeli with sake, for then surely t hose h.u u ai sin- would sill the old the money, uiul I w ill not take any my- wiuihl forgive lu r. ami talo i plaie w Leu am -- in w dead uiul move to 1i will self. I'lieii i claim me w lieu again." might euteli a tine rich liusliand it claims my l.auric. " she said, grimly, The short winter day warn I in Mamie will buy tin- o!il I'.mso j Ids pallid face, to lierself. t lien kis-e- d he with Milne of thi early close, and Mamie. l legaei. and make it t into out and the storm, feu dripsi.f hurried III tile '.oi her li"iiu-anI.er liubai i s. a !.ir:1 for the snow was falling fast as she nl' t la la a it Ii m w arl ..in! w ;.i U xdr the Mistletoe. I j "To-morro- r i 1 eat lain-foo- : - I J - j j ln-s- ' . out-do- i b. I tell you. old Young Fresh mail. I'm not g'oin.r to Ih1 the timid fikd I was last i hrit mils. I'm going to kiss every female I catch uiiib r the mistletoe, and don't you forget it!" 1 j ruiui-dowi- j j m-- - , r: . huiiil-miiii- lili-ini- I in-- I I llo-L.-- 1 . s I uii-ee- - i -- : - I : , m-i- i : - i ; . I I - vi-- r I.auy of Color ifmiu New .lersey.as tomiL' Fresh and hi friend step out id ilonrsi Ilea fr. !,:" Bro tcllowby o- - is. mistletoe, iking luce a ad H:a Oath. Cm going' to Arc vmi'. . New Year's. I row n iy No N You an-notdin not.' I. beeaiiM- il in.oo a i n to have to lilt al IM m,j a .i ,.11 at feel so |