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Show Santas $ 2kli (Buiiif t By R. RAY BAKER Lyi5i3)5)Si3)3iS)9ii 'csrnini. ll. by tiia McClurs New papsr Syndlcats.) HR tall, rnwboned sailor stopped whistling' "hen he now the automobile, although hla lip remained pursed and vapor continued to forhi before hla mouth. lie linked midway l the between and the lighthouse, and stamped Ida feet energetically on the beaten snow puth, for they Kcre cold In spite of heavy overshoes. "Ih'ii (.'lark's automobile," he said, "lie's jnd ,ie did not any It Joyfully, mil in on Mnrle agln." The door of the dwelling part of the iglithotise opened' und a young man, ,ressed In a fur coat, came out. plnclnu rap. also of fur. on hla head, lie imused when he saw the sailor. "Merry Christinas, said the one, grinning, and he passed on to the automobile, climbed In. and soon van whirling away. "Same to yuh," sang out the sailor, although he scowled as he appronehcd the door through which the other had fog-hel- fur-cla- d A Light Shone Forth Into the Winter Night Seems hes gettln In a emerged. hurry about It. Christmas don't come till tomorrow." There was nothing about the sailor to denote that he was a seafaring man, unless It was his rolling gait, for he was bundled up much as the other man, although his coat. Instead of being fur, was an old fuzzy blue one. Navigation had closed some months ago, because a large share of the and lake had an Icy blnnket. Harry Hammond was obliged to find other pursuits till spring. So he tislied through the Ice and helped keep the village of Bennett supplied with food. Ills knock was answered by a dnrk-e.ve- d girl of three years, who smiled brightly. "Hello, Kinellne, he said, and he tok her In his arms and nsked her about Sunta nnd what she expected the old gentleman from the North to bring her. "Big dolls whnt I want, she told him, trying to spoil the part In Ids hair, and failing because there was Hat's not any there to begin with. all Just Idg doll. From the adjoining room camp another dark-eye- d girl of nineteen wiping her hands on an apron. Harry placed the tot on the floor, and as he did so he discovered a picture standing on the table. It was of a very good looking young man. "I see Mr. Clnrk loft a present." Harry said, nnd Immediately wished he had kept his thoughts to himself, for the girl flared up. Yes," she said with a tinge of defiance. "Ben Clark left me Ids picture. I hope you dont object." The sailor studied the blue pattern In the faded red carpet. "Wouldnt do much good If I did. he responded. "You an lies gettln pretty thick, Mnrle. I thought things "as pretty well understood between you an me but that was before Ben eonnneneed fakin' you rldlii and bluin up to yon. A man wlih a car "rtalnly does have an udvantngeover ns poor guys. Maries cheeks grew red ami she tapped her foot. Hammond. "Look here. Harry -- lie suhl III II voice that sounded like a ringmaster's whip cracking, 'yon nor no nmn Is going to dictate to me. ' r. Clark has been very nice. Besides, h"'s a highly refined gentleman, nnd you well, youre not, nnd you know I It." Ben turned toward the door. "Meblie I better step out o It alto- gether." he observed. He opened the door and was nbotit to step out.' when Kinellne sprang Into his arms. He kissed the child on the forehead, then put her hack on the floor and went out, remarking to himself that this sure Is some merry Christmas." That afternoon a storm that had been brewing for days vented Its spite on the village and Its surroundings, which Included Clayton Point and the lighthouse. A raw, stiff wind carried biting pieces of hard snow. "Mchbe Santa Claus tan't tome." said 'he tot, as she snuggled up to the Probably not." replied Marie, who "us gazing abstractedly from the 'king room window out over the frozen lake. Marie wus quite sure Santa would not come. Santa would huve to be her brother Frank, who was Kmcllnc's father, nnd he was at Sloan City, .'o uillea away, helping an Ice compiiny put up next summer's supply, lie hud promised to bring something for Kmellnes Christman, but Marie knew he would not attempt the trip In the storm. Frnnk was the llghtkeeper and the government records showed Marie to he his assistant. Frnnk kept the light burning during the summer and In the winter found Jobs of various kinds to perform. About five oclock, through me storm, Marie heard an nuiomohlle horn, und presently came a knock on the door. Ben Clurk. blanketed with snow, stood there w hen she opened It. 1 can't sta, he said, or I won't he uhle to drive hack, because the road Is drifting bmll.v. I came because I heard some news you'll he Interested in. Hurry Hammond went out on the Ice this morning with Ills dog team, and up at the village a fisherman Just ''tune In with the news that the lee hud crucked and part of It went out. Hammond didn't have a chance In a thousand, especially In this storm. He surely must have drowned. Marie started hack, horror In her eyes. Harry drowned!" she cried. "It doesn't seem possible. Are you sure? Can't you do something? Take me out on the Ice In your car. Perhaps hes still alive, lying somewhere on the Ice freezing. The Ice must he firm for a long ways out. What? exclaimed Ben. "C,o out there In this howling blizzard? The Ice might hold up for a long ways, hut Id ruin the car nnd wed stand u good chance of getting pneumonia, if we didn't get lost und wander into open water. Kurly that night the villagers were startled to see a red bar of light shoot from Clayton Point. It was the first time In history that that light, which had guided many a ship through sum mor gales, had shone forth Into n winter night. lP In the light tower stood Marie looking through the grent glass wall, striving to pierce the darkness and storm with eyes that were red from weeping. Theres not much hope, she mused, "but theres Just a chance lies still alive and the old light might help hint." For hours she remained at the post, watching and wnltlng, all but hopeless. Midnight found her asleep In a chair close by the light, exhausted by her long vigil. A scream from below made her wide awuke. She stumbled down the stairs and groped her way to Kmolinesrootn. To her surprise a lamp was burning and there was Ruieline seated on the bed, bouncing a doll, fully as large as herself, on her knee. "Santa tame! cried the little girl, and now Marie realized that It had been a scream of joy that awakened her. "Santa tome!" repeated the tot. I found this r!ght on my bed. Unable to understand, Marie went out Into the living room nnd lighted a Games for Children at Christmas Time People Who are PARTICULAR Like to. Buy Their Merchandise from By A. NEELY HALL Dahles Mercantile Co. (Copyright, by A. Neely IUU.) It may he for a Chrlntmns purty, or for the family gathering, that you will need Ideas; for either, the following games will furnish fun for young and old alike, The Game of Tip. This old Kngllsh game requires the use of enough assorted Christmas candles, nuts, raisins, and other dainties, to make n small pile upon a table; also u pair of sugar tongs. One of the party Is chosen, who must retire to room while the remaining players decide upon one of the dainties In the pile to he known as Tip." The chosen person Is tlrnn reeulled, and with the tonga removes pieces from the pile, trying to avoid the piece named Tip, of which, however, he does not know the location. All piece removed belong to him, unless he removes Tip, when all must he returned to the pile, and the turn passes to the next player, who retires to the other room while another Tip Is named. A player may puss his turn wheu, after drawing several pieces, he wants to for they always have on hand a well ected stock of goods. sel- When you are shopping for Xmas, you will do well to give them a call, for you will find presents there that will do for the Whole Family. . . Also in the GROCERY LINE you can get anything that you would expect to find in an store. up-to-da- te For Xmas. Candies and Nuts you can not do better than at DAHLES Yours for a Merry Xmas. avoid the possibility of losing them The game through drawing Tip. continues until the pile disappears. A Fill-i- n Came. For a laughter producer this game bus no peer. A poem Is selected nod copied upon paper, with euch uoun omitted and a line drawn In Its place. Then the nouns are copied upon smull curds, one upon each. The cards are deult, an equul number to eucli player, and a player la chosen aa reuder. The reuder reads the poem, puuslng at each spnee, and the players All iu. In turn, a noun from the cards In their pile. The nouns will seldom come lu their original places, and the result will be a ridiculous mlx-uSliced Toy Puzzles. From advertisements cut pictures of toys, and puste these upon pieces of cardboard; then with a sharp knife slice the curdhoard Into irregu'm pieces as indicated In Fig. 1. Ilace the parts of each picture In an eo velope by Itself. When ready to piny the game, give each player an envelope. nml direct him to put together the mrts so us to make the picture of the Dahles Mercantile- - NEIL DAHLE Proprietor Dont Fail to Look at the Holiday Dance Program at the AUDITORIUM I The Only Real Place to Dance g At the expiration of a given length of time, direct an exchange of the toys. Acrostic Placo Card. Au original Idea for the place cards for the Christmas party Is to prepare them In the form of lettera from Santa Claus, with the names and addresses of the guests worked out In acrostics, as Is suggested on the two specimen envelopes in the illustration; nnd have the guests find their places by Interpreting the inscriptions upon the envelopes. The first envelope illustrated reads. "Miss Lillian Cook. 415 Adams Street." the second one, "Mr. Harry Underwood. 51S Bell Avenue." Some of the addresses may he harder to make toy. On the Lounge Lay a Man, Clotheo Cruited With Ice. Hie lamp. On the lounge lay a man. his clothes crusted with Ice. She went to him and put her arms around him. "Harry," she sobbed. "They told me you were dead; that the Ice cracked and let you through." The big sailor oppned his eyes and yawned. "Im dead, all right dead sleepy," The Ice opened up, all he grinned. right, but I was on the other side of the crack, an by drlvln the dogs like the dickens I got over the danger place before she cracked on the other side. I got to Sloan City without trouhack I skirted the ble. an cornin shore. At that, Id got lost only for the nl light." She took one of his hands nnd it cold. Hnd rubbed It vigorously. "But why why did you go?" she demanded. He tried to stifle another yawn, hut didn't succeed. for "Well. Kinellne was lookin -- iida." lie nns"' an' I couldn't let ner he disappointed. 3 Commencing December 19 with a Big Ag. Ciub Ball December 24 Christmas Eve. 25 Christmas Night 26 Alta Club Ball 29 Self Culture Club 31 Last Dance this Yesr January 1st Start the New Year out Right F MISSAN 415 8 fa If you miss any of these dances you will miss the time of your life. STREET t MR.jfP HARRY 518 Into acres Makltr: then' ' Ic; .'! 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