Show THE NEWSBOYS DEAM M in his attic bed the newsboy lay after the labors of i a winters day and wildly his brat brain n in a slumber whirled As aa the scroll of his bu future was unfurled por for he dreamed of a christmas fraught with joys and of santa olaus claus well laden with toys not for himself alone thought he As he gazed upon a christmas was tree but for mother and jennie and bobby abo and bis big baby brother J just net turned two for with many a gift the branches hung hang while his name was lisped by every tongue NOW tor for weeks the newsboys theme had been beeh an aa he might have been heard reler he was wag seen whispering a few more pence each day and then santa claus can come our way for he be longed to buy mother a nice new fiew shawl and a jacket for bobby who was growing tall besides other things that they all have craved oh I 1 shall I 1 be glad of the money ive saved and baby will laugh with loy joy said he be As he looks at the merry christmas tree and he thought oft co jennie whose wee wan face showed a love which his eye could always truce the father had died some months before leaving his loved ones stil icken and poor and jo kinnis the oldest but twelve years old to earn the food for this little told fold had done his crying from street to street AS aft he sold gold his papers on a well awell known beat but he worked with a wilano will no idler was he be and he be prayed st at night on an his beaded knee so 80 he sold the he and times and soon his pennies turned into dimes dime while dollars begun began to shine among the coppers that from his girdle hung bung johns sl mother iother was good as mother could be and she hoped helped a bright fu future ro her boy would see tor she ghe loved him as only a mother can and taught him to grow up an honest man the little litte ones too goo were filled with delight When Joannie came home from his worx work at night and jennie had said us they sat all three to mother with baby on her knee aill will santa olaus come again mamma or has he gone too with poor papa but mother had sat eat demure and sad vor this made her hei feel so bad so 80 johnnie joannie determined to do his best and every night when he ha went to rest he counted his cast cash and laid away A neat little sum for christmas day but the sack was small and the dollars few and the time was short too now he knew ib then he be priced the presents he wanted to buy and the pile it would tike most made him cry but he noticed one day they offered a prize for a story not more than a certain size and the editor said fifty dollars well pay if the story just suits us as for christmas day so be fiat at up one night and he wrote out oat a tole tale of his hie own little life but he feared he should fail fad for the imes were so crooked and the story so 80 short r it did not net appear half so good as he thought but he wrote it again and with tears in his big eyes he posted his effort to win the amt prize and then went to work the 11 dailies I 1 lies to sell an till tid the dark shed shades of evening g again on him fell that night was the night of his wonderful dream when all to his bis mind most radiant did seem for he dreamt he had money and glory and fame and that laden with presents old santa claus came in the morning when crying the papers he saw an account of the prizes the writings did draw and then on a page in the clear light of day he be saw his name mentioned and ana what did it say he sat mat down a minute and read with surprise the story by johnnie has taken the prize it was not dot so long as some others though nest neat but written by johnnie who cries in the street the papers and sells them to keep his poor mother he might as well have the prize as another so bo down at the office midst the roar of the boys they paid him the money that brought all his big toys jy a for he hastened the shawl and the trinkets trinkets to buy and managed to carry them home on the sly so that no one might know he had hid bid them away till he be brought them all out oat again christmas day but on christinas mory mor there came to the door A man who had never been there before 1 I have brought as aa was waa ordered and paid fot for 11 said eaid tie he A beautiful little christmas tree so he be carried it in ana set it up square arid and then left the family wondering there for no one as ae yet was waa able to see what there them was to hang bang ou oo a christmas tree but johnnie soon came from his hie morning round and was glad when the christmas tree he found he hurried harried upstairs and soon boon returned while his heart and his bu sheeks with ardor burned A card that sud said for mothers mo there shawl and another that said merry christmas all soon hung on the boughs and thou then he be sped and brought all the things from under his bad A smile lit up the mothers face As an each gift gif 9 found its proper place A jacket a 8 wagon a sleigh and much more that could not be hung hang was laid on the floor dressed dolls and bright rattles and candles and sticks did altogether iii in harmony mix and johnnie was happy as happy could be when said now this is our christmas tree I 1 and mother said you yon are a darling boy while jennie looked wistful and cried with joy and bobby could hardly believe his eyes As he be gazed on OD the beauty with glad surprise now the baby is dancing on his little toese toes when they show shew him how the donkey goes and all pick him up and hug him there and johnnie doe sni lose his share then he be said now mother take tails this if it will and he be gave her a twenty dollar bill 1 I have had my fun fan now for you to spend for yourself and the children too but the mother was anxious to learn how it came lest perchance there might be a cause for blame then he took out a paper and read aloud how the prize was won of which he be was but it also said he ae has won a name and is on the high road to honor and fame for of such stuff staff that heroes are ina made in the battle of life in art and in trade so go johnnies Johnn les success now rowed flowed like a stream and fulfilled to the letter the newsboys dream 8 |