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Show ward the wood, thet:. paused and pinned to her dress a eotton !landkel'i chief, l,izzle's gift. looked back at Billy. John Le,·lne appeared at noon, lades "Thank you a hundred Urnes,'' she like a park horse. This was hl11 great · called. "It was a busineRs deal. No thanks opportunity during the ;rear to de things for the Dullley children and ke need<'d.'' he replied. took full advantage ot the moment. The orr. trudged nnd nodded Lydia tor Lydia, little tops tor tile Books at looking boy stood for a moment a the little figure, then he started after baby, pipe tor Amos, a woolen drasa pattern for Lizzie, a blue sailor suit her. "Lydia, I'll ret that load of pines for Lydia, a fur hood for Patience. John's thin, sallow face glowed, hlt for you." eyes gleamed as he watched the black her over smile vivid a She tossed In unwrap the packnges. children bus!a shoulder. "You wlll not. It's Lydia excitement, the of midst the ness deal." And Bllly turned back reluctantly shrieked: "My ducks! "My ducks I" and bolttoward the barn. In an hour Lydia was panting up ed for the kitchen. Holds Hope for Lepers "The pie I" cried Lizzie, pant1n1 the steps into the kitchen. Lizzie's Dr·. Paul A .• h l!lh w~· hm. rP]Jorted joy was even more extreme than Ly- after her. "Don't tell me they're IIJlOiled "l to the Am.rri<'au ~letlital ~~~"" ·lation dla's. She thawed the ducks out and 1 n. IH'f'll'llll\\~ 111 ' 1h.JII that may 1:ea<l dressed them, after dinner, with the groaned Amos, as with John and the two children standing so close as at baby, he followed into the kitchen. I nn llt,my '!f lite f.t·rglttful tlefor rt!e:i "Safe!" shouted Lydia, on her knees lion~ ns~octat!•d \~·Jth lt>pro:O.\'.. \t th'! Urnes seriously to Impede progress. "I'm lucky," said Lydia. "There before the oven. "Just the pope'• uatwn:·.l lepro. :•r·mm at f'at·: tl~e, L;.~., 1 isn't anybody luckier than I am or has nose Is scorched! The pie Is perfect." ··ntT(•dtYI' tt·<'atlll('llts. corbtstmg of COPYRIGHT /Jif fREOER.ICt< A. ~TOKES CO. SBRVICe" "Let's eat before anything else hap- u:ass.l~C, h~tlt~, f-X('rCJ"(·s and ult~·abetter things happen to 'em than I YI(Jlct rrr:ultatwu lnll'e 1 •en u.'·••c wtth pens,'' said Amos, nervously. do. 'Von't daddy be glad!" weiiht of worry and responsibili ty in tre lin;; 1he mis>'lhapen ~uccf~!:'s "who'd Levine, John said I" "Lord Plodding sadly Amos was glad. that she had carried since her baby feet Pn'n of ea•P» of lou~ nnd STORY FROM THE START halltls there where home, he was greeted by three glow- miss ~mending Christmas sister of two weeks had been turned the pel'iali><t. ~hwe says o::tanding, lng faces In the open door as soon are children? I'd a gotten out here over to her care lett her. L:rdla Dudle;r, with her baby wot·l;: of th s ch:• rpl·evl'n'iYI' as his foot sounded on the porch. The today 1t. I'd had to come barefooted." little John Levine came home with Amos alater, Patience, return• home atiemptl'd lu leper hu•u The dinner was eaten and pro- ad('r has evl't' base burner in the living-room was from an afternoon of play. The one night to supper. Amos felt safe clear and glowing. The dining-room nounced perfect. The gifts were re- colonies, ph:skians nt·e v:.tthing tlt'' home Ia an untidy home, the lmSaturon guest unexpected an about poverlehed household of her fa.was fragrant with pine. He was not admired. John Levine, with Lydia I•ro~rt>ss of tltl'st• <·ot·rectiH' m •tiwds day night!! for the'l'e was always a pot ther, Amos Dudley, In Lake Clt;r. allowed to take off his overcoat, but and Florence Dombey on his lap, 1\"ith gr·eat intt rest. ~o m .• n~· drform Her fa.ther'e friend. and her own of baked beans, at the baking of which was towed to the kitchen where the Amos with the drowsy little Patience ities haH' hPI'n !Bltli'<>Yl'll th<\t in tim•~ devoted admirer, John Levine, was a master hand, and there Lizsle two birds, trussed and stufred for thG in his arms, and Lizzie, her tired cur·p:-; of tlle less ;;Pvt•l'P d<•formitl€'::! are dlaoueetnc af!alre In ceneral. exwas Lydia biscuits. always were Land Ia cettlnc more valuable hands folded across her eomfortsble are not rP;.:ardt>d as impossible. baking, were set forth on the table. taken had She these. making at pert tt that thtnka ever:r da;r. A.moa "I stomach, sat round the base burner "'I got 'em Jh shouted Lydia. Ia time the Indians, who ocoup;r of late to practicing with her mothwhile the wind rose outside and the DEMAND "BAYER " ASPIRIN of load ~rot 'em off Bllly Norton tor a a reservation twent;r mllea a.wa;r, and Amos felt as if book cook old er's pine. Christmas present tor you, dad- boom of the Ice-locked lake 11.lled the were movlnc on In order that gasof lease new a getting were he thle the White men mlcht have dy, from yours truly, Lydia I" She room from time to time. Take 'Tablets Without Fear If You tronomic lite. land. John Levine, after talklnc "Fearful cold when the ice craw I1ands and the two baby's the seized See the Safety "Bayer Cross.'" Inhis thlnca over, announces "Well," said Levine, after supper did a dance around Amos, shouting, that way,'' said Amos. tention of colnc Into polll>!cs. was finished, the baby was asleep and " 'The owl, for all his feathers wu ''Christmas present I Christmas presThe next day, Lydia, Patience \Yarning! Unless you see the name Lydia was established with a copy of " murmured Lydia. a-cold,' and companion, Kent Moulton, lungs. their of ent I" at the top "Bayer" on package or on tablets you playlnc by the lake, are accost"The Water Babies" he had brought "Where'd you get that and wbat'1 Amo". exclaimed Well!" "Well! are not get•ing the genuine Bayer ed by an old squaw who lives on her, "I had an interesting trip, this "Isn't that fine I It Levine comes out the rest ot. tt?" asked Levine. the reaerva.tlon nearby. Lydia proved safe by millions • nil .A~nirin week." "Selected Gems," replied Lydia. tomorrow we can ask him to dinner, Margery, the II" I vea her food. by phy'-'idanil for 26 years. "It's a girl's poem. Gosh, I've been presc:r;ilwd Amos tossed the bag of tobacco to emall daughter of Dave Marshall, after all. Can't we, Lizzie?" Sny ·~ayer" when you buy Aspirin. the town's banker, jolna them. Levine. "Where?" I" said Lizzie. "And happy today 1 Daddy, you thought we'd can we bet "You Imitutior.s may prove d.lngprous. -Adv. '!'hey decide to go out on the walook at this. I was going to keep it have an awful poor Christmas, didn't "I put in most ot the week on horseter In a boat. Mar~rery falls Infor a surprise. I made it by your you? Poor old daddy I Why, I've just , back up on the reservation. Amos, to the water. Pulled out unhurt Rubens Inspired by ftVife • borne taken Is but frl~rhtened, ehe W ife's recipe." te 1t a II d ay as 1..• my 11ear t was on tipthe pine land up in there is something by Lydia and Kent. Her father I.J I 'l, thA gT ..._• ;Jl i11tt>r, \dlS SO fl She held an open Mason jar under toes.'' to dream of. Why, there's nothing calla on Amos to complain, blamIt had indeed been a high day for in-pirell by his RN'On I wif • th.tt the Amos' nose. llke It left in the Mlsslsslppt valley, Ing Lydia and Kent for the mla"Mince meat!'' he e:xclalmed. "Why, thE' child. Perhaps she remembered gl?nius 11.1~hed m ew, ac<:C'rding to art hap. Lydia explains the accinor hasn't been tor twenty years. dent, and says that because MarLizzie, where'd you get the makings?" 1t for years after as one of her perfect 'ritir.·. ~I any erit cs u~o stY that Have you ever been up there?'' ~rery Is "stuck up" she Is not a "Oh, a blt here and a bit there for days, because of the heartbreaki ng ltt•r lil•eness i1PJ•e,uel! in his rrlig 1o s Amos shook his head. "I've just popular playmate. .Marshall aruml Ill~ t holo"ic!11 p.tint'ngs for ye:trs the last two months. Ain't It grand?" days thnt followed. never had time. It's an awful trip. ranges tor Lydia to t~ach Martime first the for Patience For little hflenyanl. Sh·· is "· id to havE' furoffering a smell to each of the chllgery to swim. No rallroad, twenty-mile drive--" the in,;piratlon tl:at t.los~om d nishl'd For ill. taken was life tiny her In ecstatically. sniffed who dren, Levine nodded. "The Indians are 'Vhen the baby was safely asleep, three or four days after Christmas she ~·r rth in "I>rdo,' • Androrned;l in DeIn awful bad shape up there. Agent's Lydia appeared with two stockings was feverish and cross with a hoarse '!J~•ir .. and in "Sl!S<mna." CHAPTE R III-Conti nued In it for what he can get, I guess. which she hung on chair backs by the cold. \Vhen Amos came home the -4Don't know as I blame him. The fourth night, he thought 11he had the stove in the living room. 1'he forgot h:':!r aching back and Jed a_sooner the Indians are gone the bet"I'm putting them up to hold the croup and sent Lydia pelting through the way into the•house. Amos was ~er It'll be for us and all concerned.'' candy," she explained to her father, the darkness for the dairy farmer's as excited and pleased as the children "What's the matter with 'em?" wife. Mrs. Norton, the mother of suggestively . and Lizzie, so tired that her old· handl! asked Lydia. He rose obediently and produced Billy, was not long In coming to a de.shook, wns as elated as the others. Excea& U-dc Acid Gioes Rise to Many "Consumpt ion-some kind of eye halt a dozen oranges and a bag of cis!on. ''It'<" nmcn more roomy than the old disease--s tarva t!on-" Unplea&ant Troublea. You go "'Taln't regular croup. candy. 'house and all on one floor. 'Twlll save eyes her and The child shivered AUTHORIT IES agree that an "Oh, tnat's gorgeous," cried Lydia, after the doctor, 1\Ir. Dudley." me tl.e stairs. And the garden'll be widened. difficult ber by frightened excess of uric acid is priPatience, r1. whose spirits tonight were not to be lftne." she said, falling to call attendue to faulty kidney acLydia but marily one no "You'd better go on with the 'Water let would quenched. She brought In the doll breathing, ltlon to the fact that the water was far Babies,'" said John. "Has Tom fallen of this toxic Retention tion. sutouch her. Under Mrs. Norton's house. its pres• makes often material 'from t lie house and that there was into the river yet?" "See, daddy," she said with tbe pervislon, she packed the baby in hot l joints, painf sore, by felt ence no kitchen sink.• "No, he's just seen himself In the the master builder. ''I colored water bottles whlle Lizzie heated water of pride and, feeling languid tired, a "W've got to try to keep this place mirror," answered Lydia, burying her walnut juice. And I found the and stoked the fires till the stove with it and backache toxic sometimes, cleaner than we did the other," said nose in the delectable tale again. doors glowed red. paper in the attic." wall nre kidneys the That headache. "Lydia, better wash up for AlllOH. Amos came back with the doctor knees and exoflen his is Leon right said down got story," functioning Amos not wonderful a "It's , ~;upper." shown by scanty or burning amined the tiny rooms and the cigar about nine o'clock. Patience was lJt vine, his black eyes reminiscent. "It "Oh, daddy," said Lydia, "I'm too away Lydia sent doctor passage of secretions. 'rhoubox furniture. He chuckled delight- a stupor. The has some unforgettab le verse in It. tlred! Don't make me!'' assist their kidneys at sands The . edly. "I swan,'' he said, "if Patience while he made his examination \Veil, as I was saying, Amos, that timbv the use of Doan' s times such "All right," answered Amos, "but ber isn't going to stay up there and doesn't want It you can give it to me I" chlld clenched her fists and walked siimulant diuretic. a Pil1.9'so and clean always was your mother "I'm going to let Lizzie put the up and down the living-room, cheeks rot-because , I'm going to get 1t out recommende d by are Doan's it." get you arn I. I don't see where candy In the stockings,'' mused Lydia, scarlet, eyes blazing. Suddenly she I" there of Ask your pecple. local many "Maybe one of my ancestors was a "then I'll have that to look forward dropped on her knees by the window neighbor! Amos. asked "llow1'' garlmge man." suggested Lydia, slidto. I'm going to bed right now, so and lifted her clasped hands to the "Act ot congress, maybe. Maybe a Ing Into her place at the table. l:ltars. morning will come sooner.'' rallroad wlll get a permit to go 'SPILL S She allowed Llzz!e to carry Patience through, eh? There are several ways. "God I God, up there!" she called. Alone with the stockings, Into 60c :nto their bedroom after supper and We'll die rich, yet, Amos." which Ll:r.zie put the candy and "It you let her die, I'll never pray to Kidneya the to Stimulant Diuretic A mns, smoking in the yard and planoranges, .Amos sat long, staring at the you again 1 Never! I warned You his pipe and shook at pulled Amos ning the 1:arden for next year, waited base burner. Something of the urgent when You let mother die!" his head. "You will but I won't. It ln vatn to h<'ar "P.eulah Land" an11 isn't in our blood." She remained a moment on her joy and benuty of the Eve touched To~ TrrA.e My Dress, "Wreatl.e me no gaudy chaplet'' float kneeS', staring at the stars while traghim, for he finally rose and said: Where's your "Where'd You Get That "Shucks, Amos. "·as iJUttin-; on a ne ;v Ynini:4PI" Tit("" window. flashed to him from the open Dear?'' He Asked. "\Vell, I'>e got two fine children, ments of Sunday school lore •nerve?'' llfl\ lng lie usual WilS nnd collar. "\\'h('re's Lyilia, Lizzie?'' he asked anyhow." Then he filled up the stoves j through her mind. "Our Father who cutting sled, her with farm 'orton • for sllently Levine at looked Amos as the old lady came dut to empty the art In heaven," she said. "No, that trouble '' it~t it for the night and went to bed. pine boughs. , As she trudged back a moment. Then he sald husk!ly: "Bies. tlte lOlllll' !'' hf> 11<1, !mpndl,,hwnter. won't do. Suffer little chUdren to ".My nerve Is gone with Patience. through the farmyard, Bllly Norton no." no, '·" Jt., ·u"g~>d 1ud tug.;e,.J Oh, me. 1irntl}, "SI•" ain't come out yet. Maybe unto come CHAPTE R IV And lf she i,n't in heaven, there isn't called to her. sl.!''s feil asleep, too." The door opE'ned and Lizzie came unle~s tllp b \" .. ld ('o1lnr :" "Oh, Lydia!" out, tears running down her cheeks. ':\ly t' • •r·," ~aid hie:; '' ift'. "w tat !.; 'l'h'P two tip-toed to the window. one, that's all." a against Nest sled her Ravished stopped The Lydia with story her from up looked J,ytlia litynur t(• ·t for tlti m l'lling's ~ >rmon ?'' Lydia flew to her. On tlte hcd vncter the covers was the cross to B11ly for waited and drift which say eyes. to her in difficult be tragedy Diphof would It f-f!i ty-lifth "They say I got to tell you. I C'l"S<', "F-fnu tfPiltlt tiE· Patience, fast asleep, and beside a quick flash "W'ell," said John, smlllng at her farmyard. lie wus a large, awkward enjoyed the doll house more, L •tlia or theritic croup-!ler lungs is full-no l':-;nlm," !J~· replied, in short gn p . her, on top of the covers, fully dressed, hty Lydln, an arm a\'ross her little gently, "if you don't want to be rich, Loy several years old~r than Lydia. Pat!enre. It would be diflicult to say hope.'' •· 'Tl1P w wor•l of hi mouth " ( re sister, In the sleep of utter exhaus- Amos, Lydia does. I'll give her the cot- He seemed a very homely sort of per- which one was the more touched, Liz(ttl~) "::;uh>oth .,. !l::u lnt•tcr, bt.t there tage here, the first fifty thousand 1 son to her. yet she liked his fuce. He zie or Amos by the package each tlon. was l tu;.:) W-\\'.tr iu li. · hPart.'" was as fair as Kent was dark. Kent's found on the breakfast table. Amos Tragedy for the first time .. I'll just take her shoes off ant! rnal'e off of Indian pine lands. " "Mr. Marshall says 'like h-1 you'll features were regular and clean-cut. unwrapped his to find therein a pipe How stalks Into Lydia's llfe. cover her and leave her tlll morning,'' A New One lrreguand hewn rough were Billy's the wood mused box l,~tnds,'" cignr fr·om Indian SOll!8 fashioned get tray Is It going to affect her? Will said Lizzie. ~ur•"••-II• \P you t'\l'r run a tem· Jar, and his hair and lashes were and stained with Lydia's walnut dye. she lose faith or will It strengthJlut Amos, gazing at his two m- child. pn·aturp? Lizzie's gift was a fiat black plnBoth men exclaimed • together, straight and blond. en her? kempt little daughters, at the chaotic \Voi"SI'- • 'o, but l'n~ llriYPH most time this at not could What Lydia cushiop, with "Lizzie, with love from room, did not answer except tQ mur- "What!" ot hl't' kirul of tnr· <•Yery Billy's that Lydia,'' 'embroluere d crazlly on It In Lydia was confused but repeated appreciate was the fact mur to himself, "Oh, Patience 1 Pathe gray eyes were remarkable in (TO BE CONTINUED .t her conversation with Marshall. red. Lydia and Patience each wore tience !'' gaze, their of steadiness and darfty . This Or:c: Included blows," wind "So that's the way the The cottage was somewhat isolated. mouth mobile and jaw square his that "TIH'rl'·~ rwtld 1~ n 'W Ill tlu• world." Amo~ was three-quarte rs of a mile said Levine. "You don't think for a minute were full of fine promise for his man"You ~ltoultl t·c·a 1 sotne• ld11g hesirlt>~ from his work. 'l'he schoolhouse was jokes.'' a mite 'l!way and the nearest trolley, there's a banker in town without one hood and that even at sixteen the magwas body great his of framework Amos. said '' reaervntion, the on hand famthe do to which Lizzie must take lly shopping, was half a mile back "Lydia, you're old enough now not to niflcent. An anclent Sioux le;;end of tl•e cre- the fire It was red and sound and perHe never had paid any attention to repeat conversation s you hear at home. e.lon~ the dirt road. ation is a popular story in the West fect. l'Pvertheless , all the family felt that Don't you ever tell anybody the thing,: Lydia before and she was bashful to"And he put It Into the great wiltoday. Chauncey Yellowrobe, son of tht•y had taken a distinct ~tep upward you hear me and :'llr. Levine talk over. ward the older boys. cleared entirely if p10p~rly treated with "Say, Lydia, want a brace of duck? a Rosebud Sioux chieftuin and a teach- derness of the West, and it multiplied In moving into lake shore property 1, understand? " sharply. and was the tenant of the Q "Yes, daddy," murmured Lydia, A lot of them settled at Warm Springs er in the federal Indian school at ltap- Its kind and nobody complained of distances. athgurden.''-P own Spirit's Great this includes last night and I've got more than I !d City, S. D.. always Amos 1Jeg11n putting In his Sundays In flushing painfully. story in his repertoire. ''When the finder l\lagazine. "You don't have to jaw the child can use." <'lf'uning UlJ the bramble-gro wn acres He leaned his gun against the fence Great Spirit had created his wonderII·~ lutPnded to turn into a garden in that way, Amos." Levine's voice was Rw (Jraude \ ~•H ) I ..t llh F.-om Ownent. ful land here of mountains and pt·aiToo Elaborate tlte :;pr·ing. He could not afford to impatient. "Just explain things to and began to separate two birds from llllos, dal: Yin&'. -;· f itrus grov li, ~Mrt. t· , \ tells he trees," and streams and ries Ros ·, !415 t'o I• h.. r , ~an Antonio, Texas, head of the house had tele· The have it plowed so he spaded It· all her. Why do you want to humiliate the bunch hanging over his shoulder. Lydia began to breathe quickly. his pupils, "he sought to fashion a hu- phoned that he wouiC bring home a :UE:'n Crt Furt•to~t 1! Hlf. ,. Jub; S1:!5 $!!\ln m•J. l.lm!<elf, during the wonderful bright her?" The Dudleys could not afford a spe- man being worthy to enjoy Its gran- guf'st to luncheon-u guest whom hla and h<l..l t rniRhcu; JH'Ir~ ~n· nt. expt:"rl•· .ce fnll Sabbaths. Nor was this a hard\\"rile hunt i1:"'h. tr P. ••t(', -('~ ·1ry, Amos gav9 ... short laugh. "Takes a clal Christmas dinner. deur. He shaped the clay In his hands wife reallr.ed he would delight to unne ~>hif: for Amos. Only the farm bred N"<HlTPN, 3~4 ~~~-~'a: '1 Lltg, Dt"'nvor. CJlO, pay could I how know don't "I-I and baked lt in his curnpfire, but when honor. Preparation s were made accun realize the reminiscent joy he bachelor to ~>ring up kids. Run along ltenl F~tute ll1okf"n;! FAlrn l'i!,OOO ~lcnthJy Bill-" you, ' Lydia." bed, to which he drew it forth it wns pale and had cordingly. wok In wrestllna with the sod, Rclltng IUo Orand• ,~n.ll• 5 Incom~- Gr.:&.p •fru t "Who wants pay?" asked Bill, ln- not brtlced rapidly enough, nnd he Prop(·rtte-s; wdt•• D !'\TA A D GILl.;,, Own· "Lydia's n<t a kid. She's a grown~ave up the smell that is more deeply Unfortunate ly, six-year-old Gladys Prs, A?.tf>C" Dulltlit ~d!gnantly. Levine, said disguise," In lady up fmniliur to 'llan than any other lo threw it behind him. came In a trltle late. She swept the "I dasn't takf'· anything without paycatching her hand as she passed and the runge of human experience. "He moldf'd another form und laid table with an all-embracin g glance. .-\ dairy farmer named Norton, up drawing her to him. "Good night, tng for tt," returned Lydia, her eyes it in the hot ashes, but when he drew "Hum!" she muttered audibly, us she thl" road, gave him manure in ex- younj; Lydia! If you were WP. years still on the ducks. "But I'd-I'd rath- it out it was blackened and crisp. ~o climbed Into her chair, "is thia chnnge for the promise ot earl;y ;eg- older and I were ten years younger-" er have those than a ship." he tossed it to one side. Then he lunch?" from wandered ga'!:e clear Bllly's tear-dimmed through smiled Lydia spadetaules for his table. After his modeled a new figure. even more care"'Why, of course, lt's luncheon, Lydia's thin little face to her patched fully than hefore, packed the red coals lng was done in late September, Amos, eyes. "We'd travel!" she said. said her mother, with a r& Gladys,'' Amos, always a little moody and a mlttens nnd back: again. wlth hls wheelbarrow , followed by the around it, aud when he liftl·d It from pressive gesture. '"Won't your father let you?'' be two chll•iren, began his trips between llttle l'estless, since the children's But Gladys was hot to be stay~ I the dairy farm and his garden patch mother had gone to her last sleep, asked. r. M' f ''Well," ;;he rt>pllE'd. "maybe it is I "I won't let myself," repllerl the litand he l.<eJ>t these un until the garden grew more so as the end · or the year ••la.t.:e or Chance No '' but It looks exactly like Sunday dlf approached. It was perhaps a week tie girl. was deep with fertilizer. had credit wanted who woman The eyl!s gray ner.'' "Oh 1" satd Billy, hls Lydia was happier than 11he had before Christmas on a Sunday after· as 8mlth Thomas of name the given thE' have mP. let "Well, deepening. Pahim. to Lydla called he that noon been stnce her mother's death. She Big Bonehead Collect:iora t,ook the long tramps to and from tlence was ha vlng her nap and Lizzie evergreens and yon go back for some reference. "I don't know hlm from Adam!" MITCHELL C!YE SALVE more. It'll 11ave m• getting rna hers." 1chool, lunch box and school bag slung had gone to call on Mrs. Norton. A (•ullecnon or t).(K)(J I!Kuu::.. ::.olU dealer. har?ware the complained Lydia Inflamed eyes, gr Lnulatecllfd!l , foot heals '\'\th QI1e thrullt of her 'lt her back, In a sort of ecstasy. Sh• j Lydia, who Wall re-reading "The dating !'rom the ye.tr G B. U., is l•Ot etc. Sure. Safe. Speedy. 25c at styes, ~us .. thl• retorte:l ~?,'' ought "You 6hoved thR tra~rant plle of boughs 1 "lii'BB Inherently a chUd of the woods 1 Water Babies,'' pui it down reluctants<>.A:l<'d hy the Hol a! l 'oli..,~~:~ or bu Hall & n uckt•l. N. Y C. druggists. all diiiu~ut dre:s:sc:s He and fields. Their beauty thrllled her lly and came to her father's side. Her ! Into the 11now. She tied the brace of tomer m!Idly. ;:eons of Great :Rl'lt:t.in. Hardware. ..,hiiE' It tranaullhed her. Some ot the ( De&rt thumped hea•ll¥· Her father'• I duck to the sled and started back to- lJ' !''-Good LYDIA~ o the Pines ~ !l~~~l depressed voice meant: just one thing -money troublf.\. .Amo'J hesitated. "W'here'd you get that dress, my dear?" he asked. "Ll:r.zie and 1 made lt of that one ot. mother's," answered the child. "It Isn't made so awful good, but lliko to wear It, because It wns hers." "Yes, yes,'' said Amos absently. The dress was a green serge, clumsily put together as a ~;allor suit, and the color fought desperately with the transparent blue of the little girl's eyes. "Lydia," said her father abruptly. "You're a big girl now. You asked for skates nnd a sled for Christmas. My child, 1 don't Bee how you chlldren are going to have anything extra for Christmas, except perhaps a little candy and an orange. '!'hat note with Marshall comes due ln January. By standing Levine off on the rent, I can rake and scrape the interest together. It's hopeless for me even to consider meeting the note. What Marshall will do, I don't know. It I could ever get on my feet-with the garden. But on a dollar and a half a day, I swan-". "No Christmas at all?" quavered Lydia. "Won't we even hang up our stockings?" "It you'll be contented just to put a little candy in them. Come, Lydia, you're too big to hang up your stocking, anyhow." Lydia left her father and walked over to the window. She pressed her face against the pane and looked back to the lake. As she looked, the weight on her chest lifted. The trembling in her hands that always came with the mention of money, lessened. The child even as early as this, had the greatest gift that life bestows, the pow"* of deriving solace from sky and hlll and sweep of wateP. "Anyhow," she said to her father, ''I've still got something to look forward to. I've got the doll house to give baby, and Mr. Levine always gives me a book for Christmas." "That's a good girl!" Amos gave a relieved sigh, then went on with h~ brooding oyer his tmllghted pipe. And after all, this Christmas proved to be one of the high spots of Lydia's life. She had a joyous 24th. All the morning she spent in the woods on the • Too Muc h uAci d?'' 0 Creatio n of Mankin d Flatteri ng to Indians M~u~~~~!b~n~~Ja~ I ~JPoJl&~~~ I i I ~.J |