Show v t 9 r d C k r rP s P 3 t d t ttE tE tEi tEN i N x I a zt ti t f 4 4 eta r I yN 4 St Sti wv yF i Y Y t te 2 7 Y i e Ff f F t stay Ad ft- ft V r it S Sa a 3 f n Personal I Christmas 1111 bu by Helen is RS GREENS sighed as she M MRS rummaged through the old trunk for the Christmas decorations Sighed and tel f e 1 t ashamed For why should she be lonely with two fine grown sons successful enough to satisfy any mother But Mrs Greene missed her tousled headed lads and as all she fin fingered the battered drum the out out- outgrown outgrown grown mittens mittens the books and souvenirs souvenirs she felt a deep pang that no 1 I one needed her any longer I She found the decorations and bustled down Mary the house housekeeper keeper the provided had fin finished finished shed There was really nothing left to be done She thought of other tired Christmas eves and could stand the oppression of memories no longer I m going out she said and with no other explanation set out Into the night It was crisp and starlit and she walked far for The light and warmth of a cafe attracted her and she stopped for tor tea Over the rim of her teacup her eyes met those of a small boy just outside the window He drew back shyly lea leavin In A n moist spot where his nose had bad touched the pane He looked very hungry not just the healthy hunger which her sons had brought home from school but as though he were ere really In need Mrs Greene smiled and beck beck- beckoned beckoned Come In she Invited The boy shook his head started to go but the temptation of at warmth and andI food tood was too much That s better Mrs Greene ap approved approved approved proved when he was seated opposite site her with a great bowl of ot soup I just needed someone to talk to And And before long she had beard heard the boys boy's whole story Having no folks he lived with an uncle but he want wanted ed to get out on his own There J JJ I He Sure Was Here I s tt q i is it ir ii s t r 1 t i 7 s N a 6 Y 7 d m t A r I In n eft 4 r n I were so many little ones and after atter nil all he didn't really belong Hed He'd get by He knew where he could get a paper route right now if It he only had a bicycle I know where here theres there's a bicycle standing useless In an attic corner said Mrs frs Greene It belonged to tomy tomy tomy my sons You shall have It It His shining eyes made the whole night seem brighter They left to gather There was more than the bicycle It seemed a shame Mrs Greene mF P And Before Detore long Iong r ong She Heard Beard the Boys Boy's Whole Story said for mittens not to be used and these books now well and and well why not Mary would be scandalized and her sons might not understand understand- but there was their room never opened now now- now Listen lad she said Ive Ive I've been aching m my mj heart out for tor a son And you need a home C we give ourselves to each other for a Christmas present Wont Won't you be bemy bemy bemy my son Geel cried the boy voicing a wonder of ot love iove and You You Youcan can sure have me arid acid rid Merry ChrIstmas I Merry Merry Mero Merr mas Mother C 0 Western Newspaper New ayer Union Un-IOD Un a |