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Show THE ITER ALD-HEPUH- CAN, SALT LAKE CITY, UTAH, SUNDAY, DECEMBER 19, 1915 LI 53 0 I I m B3 i ..' Awaiting Santa in a Children's Hospital. n r - I; A -- i5 , ! 4r v I m m;. ... rr it y- - " V,:. ' . II ; 1 ,..-.,r.- ' . s y r fed -. I- ... 'J; 1 x ' B K 4 ... W : - - . . v 4 . . r -l f ... .. A- Ofcj, ii 1 nil mill r i , , 11 u m 3 v l. ' LVJ t -- ' a sir - .FSXti )t.D Lr r.o rrweis, the spirit or Tfiristntas Is ns broad as the feel- of Chrljtlan hrartf. and its haUow,l Joys ar shared by all. Oirtstm l far mor than tho Jyjmark ff another year. It rrliM j satisfied only with what the world can offer, and never fail to respond to the spirit of Christmas. Few people know to any degree the extent of charities and spontaneous bestowals at this season. In the cities the surging waves of Christmas beneficences roll the through the tenement regions, flood and missions, prisons, almshouses, hospitals other asylums provided for the unfortunate. There can be no joy on an empty stomach. On Christmas day there are fewer empty stomachs than at any other time, so generous is the response and so untiring KM the work of the Salvation Army and variunno ous organizations which see that 3V fortunate, misses all the joy of the season that can possibly be given toto him. delight the Every effort is made and waif each child, of orphan poor heart some that is of toy simple the with gift exmore the than far highly treasured pensive presents children of wealthy parents may receive. In this wray the municipal Christmas tree has become popular. During the last few years hundreds of cities have been celebrating the holidays in this joyful manner, which indicates a fine spirit of community helpfulness and And so Christmas never grows old. The 1': joy" carried to earth 5. "glad tidings of great from heaven that first, night in Bethlehem today as they were to are as of who first heard Judea the shepherds In old faith 32 Christmas still The them. as we whether ever, as stand strong burns with the Magi in richness and splendor, or iu poverty with the Judean shepherds. -v y U M -- Bowery, New York. r Note of Christmas Cheer. f . I. a soaon, apart froru vrrythin: cIj which. In ways a. Jr.nunrabt..t the dictates of human U zlvn hart. rntlrcly to fpreadinsr Joy - an 1 of armd nun ?.:oil will A. ' a.-- rvf-rywhT?- fhrl,fr;aj tht . yrar Bread Line on the A Christmas near ine nearly H j I'm NOV M, How Firing Line and Bread Line and Count- less Avenues of Charity . , " , XHHw---"r'- r.,i-- Vcundcd Soldiers as They Appeared Last Year at Chris tmaa Dinner. ;; ; x , m( L. - 9tn cllllons ?!!!! grappling In supreme t!r?pratlr.n with a powrr that threatens to destroy th l.ny fabric of civilization. Hut not th hcrrors. the terrors and bnsfatity of war ar strong noujrh to t T):;Ti!'h th yplrit of the sraxon. Christ-ma- . day In thr trrnchrs. th hopit,iis an,j In th prison camp will Ha l thi harta of friend and f. alik f lt?d with th fpirit rf th day. a.1 thry shar with ons anoth-r th- - s:lff "back hornc. For by thjint ar too bf to tc' fT all. human V - .vw, . J, soul-stirrin- 1 - g in a Cripples' 4 . la a Children's Heme. Asylum. Jvv j A Christmas Distribution of Meals and Gifts by the Salvation Army. WHEN SANTA CAME LATE What the Parlor Maid Said About It. av ail the doin's Ivcr 1 see, pz&'iurx&l!. 1 f: n tho like. of what I t If y lUccic Hooker s up to thU nlplA- - S Vri that frJchtcncd 5e could niw r E's.t. When the f to tho door, rx- Crtin"Uw lht"low 1 M1.--3 ' ,,"n. Polly hcrrlir. and she and like enough all tionc up. .o 1 thrill to be quick wid the buUr ,n nn' faiih I wished I hadn't. For nln I slcor.g that door back, there as fr. Itfggi' instead, which most u?ual I woulda't mind. Hut boforc I had a chantst to ?ay Wnn wurd, thcro up on me h!t apron th' ooHpst lepped bull terrier ivcr fffii I ,vt i -- . Mr. Higgle had irn on a chain, but e Ifncth of tit, and at kip till lllzzic nrar choked 'im wid the bis collar. "My lan.l, Mr. niKic," says I, "what hcv there? And, for the love of Mike, 5,2 call the b a.n off." th lepp-- d ylpp-ylppc- d "lio's ji?t Mits Polly's Christmas scz he, "an he wouldn't hurt pres-rnt- y in a farm. He's Ji?t foolin'. Come on now - f.:ke thc5- . Tor bundlos whiles I tie him up to the trte. I'm jn an awful rush." z I, ".My word." nivcr be goln" to lave that do tird "yell to the three? He'll have It torn down and all ate oop. and the blame will be on you." You don't know that dog. Xorah," sez htyia him to the bottom o the three. He's a blueribboncr, he Is. 'look focrr flrsr thU year. Cot a pldlgree a hunder years lone." Thin he sdlps half a dollar In me hand, nn' 2 h. 'Tin poln' to skip round to rne father's and chance me clothc3. Ill be Lack in fifteen minutes." V,Id tbat he turns round to that wil n an he says to him. "Muzz. ' he says, "watch out. Stay thero till I come back Watch out' t Now what di you know about that? - h-a- What Muggs the Prize Thought About It. Dog, Wrtl! that's one on me. What do he tr'.Mo by Ira in? me here all alone? What of n place i3 thi. rn jhow, with a tr proIr.?: out of the r'oor? I'rrtty scll -rt t. A!I rlcM rn furniture rnd ruj?. with Muggs. So I sprinted down the street to our corner; but just as 1 was crossing Unity place I struck my first snas. There was a poor, shabby-lookinwoman sitting down fiat in the snow, with her feet stretched out in front of her, just as they were arranged when she stopped falling. In one hand she was holding a paper bag at artn's length and apparently waiting for the smashed eggs in it to drip out into the gutter. In' the other she was holding the top of a milk bottle the rest of the bottle and the milk which had been in it were well grouped around the neighboring sidewalk. Her basket had fallen mix-u- on Its side and a lot of apples were bur- rowing in the snow, and, last but not least, at the grocery, was just nuzzling in the ruins and fishing out the old lady's Christmas corned beef.. Two men and a boy passed her with never a hand to help. One of them was growling as he passed her, "Wouldn't help the old scold for a farm! Not much! She'd say ye stole part of her cargo, and blame all the trouble on to ye, too. No, ; not for me!" That settled 'me and so I sailed in regardless. I got the poor old wreck on her feet; and collected the remains of her marketing and started to brusli old Hefflefingcr's dog. down sir-ee- hc--r after me, doesn't he? Down Muggsle, down! You want to know the real story about why I wan late. Haven't I told everybody that it was because Mr. John I). Rockefeller had called me up on the long distance telephone to offer me a position at 15,0UJ u year and expenses, and to tell me what my duties would be? Call that stuff and nonsense? Why, I 'think , it's the prettiest life. If It fairy story I ever heard in my If I must, be. to Well, I.n't true, It ought of word a I must, only don't you dare tell It to anybody. If you do, the engagement ii off. See? When I left Mucgsie all quiet and sweet under that Christmas tree, 1 made a rush for home, where 1 planned a lightning change to evening dress, so asI to be knew back here in time for the show. that little shrimp of a Hamilton was just dying to bhow off beforo you in his Santa Claus racs. and I was afraid he or young sort of a (o)erno'l won!:! " I Into soe p g right! Now, dear, isn't he a dandy? Just see how fond he is of you already. Takes V ' s fix I A Christmas Story by John Coleman Adams Say, what's that thing with the teeth and the eyes over there. Hat down to the floor? Looks like that one I chewed up over In old Jones's office the other day. I heard Vm Fay that was a dead wildcat. Ishaw! Didn't have any fun in him. Want to fight? Come over here if you do. The bos told me to "watch out." Well, I guess I'm good for that, if I am only a pap. That means I'm not to touch any ot this" rubbish myself. Hark! What's all this? Lots going on out in that hall. All forts of voices; kids talking, too. What fun! Wish they'd come in. Hut "I couldn't play. I have to "watch out." There's another lot. Somebody's opening that door! My eyes! What- - a pretty girl! Hut she can t fool me! Now who's this coming? Looks like a chaufTcur or" a coachman. What's that he says? Didn't know what kind of a dog It was? Don't like his looks? Well, who asked you to? Well, well, here comes another! And where did they dig him up? White hair, down to his chest, In front and behind, fur coat and gloves and high boots. Hark, again! That's my man sure as ray tail's crooked. Now we'll have some fun. Hut I "watched out" all right, all What Reggie Hooker Said About It ' off." "Ye needn't be so rough," she grumbled. "Didn't get wet none; only lost all my dinner, fll make 'em pay for it. No business to let the snow lay on the sidewalk anyway!" I jollied her and smoothed her I thought it was pretty over, and th'-hard, even on a cross old woman, to lose her Christmas treat to herself. So I said, "Come on, aunty, right over to the market, and we'll make it all right." Hut when she turned to look at me, to see if I meant it, she put a hand on her hip, and said: "Oh! oh! I guess I must have wrenched me. I can't hardly walk." "Well," said I, -- what's the matter with taking my arm?" (Now, dont laugh, young lady, or this story stops right here.) Wc made an awful pretty pair creeping over to the North Star Grocery and Hygienic Market. I was sure we should meet somi ot the boys, and, sure enough, we did Bob Woods and Stubby Jackson but they had the sense to catch on, and never said a word. They'll go, for me later. Well, I was on pins all the time and visions of Musrgs holding p. the Christ n 1 mas proceedings, and you blaming me Inside and standing' up for me against the whole family. So I dodged into the store and called out to old Murphy: "Here, you, give me a nice apple and two quarts of turkeys! No! Well, you know what I mean. And some eggs and a lot of canned stuff." Wasn't that a pretty situation for Reggie? Huh? It was good luck that she didn't live far, and I got her into her little old flat and before she could grumble any thanks I cut loose and made for the house. Talk about the other wise man that was late at the Christmas proceedings! 1 And guess I know how he felt, all right. half-hour a tiien when I dropped in here, only late. Whj everybody was so nice and the chilly I could fairly feel them freeze l Copper-noiAnd snow on the doorstep. young and mother was making up to your old Santa Claus was making eyes at you till I was nearly crazy. Now, don't you think we'd better announce it tonight and let those two cubs understand their true situation? Well, T do, and, what's more, I've got it all arranged. Your mother said so, and, even if she is a bit cross, the program stands as arranged. Come on down to the parlor. (Reggie stoops at the tree and appears to pull a little box from a branch. Then this is what the company heard) : "Ladles and gentlemen, there appears one little gift which was overlooked be to by Santa Claus, perhaps because I was so late and got things so tangled up. It seems to be a diamond ring and looks as though it would just about fit Miss Polly Van Schaick. 1 take great pleasure in placing it. on her third finger left. Ladies and gentlemen, we are open to congratulations!" 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