Show scanty eiten BIT IRENE chaca ccaca maybe he be alck said the broth er aa he dusted carefully the array of fruit arranged with such a holiday air in the narrow window of hla shop he come it he not sick ou rait santy man no forget bill boale in spite of her brother s encouraging words became very ampa alent finally she started in search of the kind friend aho vho was none other than the santy of her street not the real santy of christmas e e but a man atho just pretended he was the same jovial friend of holly and cheer and wore a cloak and hat of red faced with fur and carried instead of a long whip to urge tired reindeer a sign which told of a wonderful toyshop juat around the corner A week before cletro had seen from his little shop windows this same santy man stagger and fall then both he and bad helped the stranger into the fruit chop ft here food and sympathy had been generously given now it was the day before christmas and the stranger who each day had stopped at cletro a little shop had failed to appear maybethe May behe up the street some maerea the brother had called to when you see heem tell heem tomorrow we look for him to eat with yea roele nodded and went on down tho long avenue there w as a gentle snow falling just enough to add to the street the touch of christmas dut could see the kind santy man ot her street who had told her such won darful tales of toys fairies and of the real country of deep hills and red sun sete suddenly she thought of something a so different that it made her heart go thumps thump she would go to the wonderful toyshop juat around the corner and see tor her belt if her friend was there but not a tired hurried clerk of the f shop had time to anaw er rosie e ques tiona finally she approached a tall gray haired man standing in the center of the long aisle she felt certain he would know something about the sanity of her street please do you know our santy mint who asked the man the cahty man who wore a red coat cap and carried a slant no I 1 don t what la it 5 ou want to buy little girl 1 I dont want to buy bothin iro lut lookin tor the santy man of mi street he then paste could say no more the lumps would stick in her throat no matter bow bard she wallowed just what might have happened Is hard to say if a lady standing near heard what said and anted to help her she knew exactly what to do an hour later after seeing pietro at hla little shop rosie rode away with the lady who was very beautiful the way in her big automobile to the where the poor santy had been taken the night before it was a wondering curious crotle who followed her friend the long cool hall to the ward the tick santy man lay timidly walked to the mans beside lie her he held out his hand grabbed it and held it cloie and fo her era f A would have found you if the beautiful lady hada t but boale finish the sentence for santy baan t beard a biord she waa baying he was staring with deep strange eyes at the lady who bad drawn nearer the alck mans bed als be whispered bob abe answered there roele sat with shining eyes and a little heart thumping and Us bened to the wonderful story of her sant man and the jadv santy waa none other than the lady s brother ft horn she seen since the day years and years ago he ran away to pea and the lady she was the beau balry of the toyshop nd did you know all the time she owned it why you go and see her because I 1 was too poor and aroud now of courte like nil stories where fairies and santy hold forth every bodi was glad and lived happi ever ft erward it waa a wonderful day tor roble and and up and down a street too there was gladness for the good newa had spread to the children roste and the santy mm the sparrows told that ot their had found eltty A |