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Show THE PAYSON CHRONICLE. PAYSON, UTAH f .... . j Heres Jolly Old Santa Needing Help .AUtrtlg koort Chgrruman and Santa Claus" were among the names affectionately giien to Itay Charlton By intimate friends, for oln ions reasons. This car full of young folks on their way to a neighboring town, howeier, thought they had him stumped, for the ear seemed hopelessly delayed in a line of veldtles bullied by a washout ahead. Now, Mr. Iix-it!challenged Muriel, when they found there was nothing to do but wait for the repairer to get the road passable; and another added, "Yes, Santa Claus, what are you going to do about this Christmas parly? It looks ns though we wouldn't get to the Merrill's until Christinas day is ever. You folks just wait, said Kay, stepping out into the sloppy road, and b disappearing the car at their rear. re lie When turned. Bis friends uproarilaughed ously, for he wu carrying a small spruce branch and red and soieral green bundles. Fitting tlie fir branch into tlie cigarette bolder of tl.e ear, lie produced three miniature candles which lie attached to the tree and I. FIX-I- " lighted. BKip-pearin- g again, he came hack, chanting, "Jingle jingle-Ho- , there! Make way for rather Christ tlie car, lie disnms!" tributed ills gifts. Tlie girls uttered surprised exclamations on roeeli ing dainty little boxes of face powder; two ot the men had one packages of cigarettes, and tlie handkerchief a smoke, didn't who bearing his initial all attractively ! wrapped in colored paper music and "Now, announced Kay with refreshments, then and dancing, which lie produced a pocket comb and made piece ot paper for orchestra, and them all rise and do gymnastic exer cises to limber and warm themselves. Then be passed a box of nnteake bars, sent by his California aunt, thanking bis stars lie had brought them along. Tlie fun tliu? started kept up until tlie Move on signal really surprised them. Once past the repaired washout and "Now. on their way. Muriel said: Santa I'ix it, tell us how you worked the magic. That was dead easy! lie laughed. "You can always find what you want g unoca.wooo JtRM"301 'rw:jSmv.'4iA. 0 UN I would HEADS or HEARTS at Christmas by Robert Stead BANE turned from Freda Hanson's home in a brown slmly. lot two years lie had been a tailor at Freda's, and for most of that time lie hud boon trim" to find the answer to one (pies tlon. Should he ask her to marry him? Freda was uttruotlip, and Hanoi was quite sure he was in love wo her. He suspected, too, that she i turned his resard. Fill Harvey hud pi ided himself that ids head ruled hi heart When he left the farmhouse of his bovhood to make his way in the t t y he lad laid down one rule for bnuselt- neier to act on emotion; al ways to act on reason. And at twenty tiaht he was assistant mummer ot Ms company. The rule seemed to work. Now Freda had been reared in luxury. H'rny's salary would lie little more than spending mohey for her. Homing emotions out ot the argument, would pood sense dictate that he should marry her? As he pondered tills problem bells pealed out, and he remembered it was Christmas eve. Of course! He lmd piven Freda some trinket, and a little pnekape from her nestled In his overcoat pocket. It wras the season of AIvTEY i buy a toy for my little brother for Christinas." It was a g!il But Haranswer, probably untrue. vey had become interested. Have you no father or mother, to buy tilings for Christmas?" "No, sir. We Hie with our aunt, and she lias been sick. A plausible story. Still A vacant taxi hove Into view. Har(Set in, little girl, vey signalled it. and tell me where you liie." She looked nt him a moment, surprised. Thin, her child indinct satis lied, she obeyed. They stopped In one (t the pomor parts of the city. Here, In a single room, liiriey found a sick woman mid a hoy of four or live. It did not take him long to net. As he paie his orders at a near by restaurant anyone could see lie lud thrown Intelligence to the winds. hen a hot meal tor It, roe had been sent to the su k room Haney found a I'm Innately M.ss telephone booth. Hanson bad not retired. "Freda, 1 need you on a job." he said. Then tie told hei ot hi-- - adventure. 'they need ihilhiir. (leaning up, care -- and Chr Mm is," he eon eluded, "and I need a worn m to show me how. "I'll he (here with my ear in twenty minutes, she Then begun the greiteM (T.ri'fui's ee Harvey IMne hud i pei nmee I 'A' fc 'Se i Rifts "Please, sir, will you give ine' a dime? Harvey looked down at a rapped urchin a girl perhaps not more than ten years old. Harvey's intelligence told him that to pive money to beggars encouraged delinquency. I.ut something more than Intelligence seemed to prompt 1dm now. He stopped and spoke with her. What would you do with a dime?" he asked. ? TTTTTTf , ,:...., V TTTTfTVfTTVT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Ha, Santa Claus is up to date; hes sold his reindeer team. He even thinks a motor car old fashioned now would seem. airship he has got; the very latest thing; And, oh! a gorgeous load of toys old Santas ship can bring. A brand new if, the night ere Christmas dawns, you wake and rub youi eyes, And peer across the chmney tops for down the stairy slues. Who know s? You may see Santas thro the a.r. ship Just shovnng dol!s and skates, and drums on cluldmr evry where. And lor had s li I. "lit t aed nourish incut that's ml she needs But a ilu'ii ii y soon arose, lfaney nisi-'ei- l tli 't he woe! pnv all. Timt is not sen- ilile, limey," Fiedu told him. "it is jiM pnde-- or - w hit h cut you id e. 1 h.no plenty ot money, mid yea line ymii u.n to make ia lni'ini s. I.- -t mo p n- ilii lops "Th it is just pride, too he But in the end they tin ided tin droie homeward limey Fr-- di h side her, wonderfully lumpy. And the funny tiling was it was all so unreasonable, 0 "Please, Sir, Will You Dime? lie had lost a night's away a lump ot money strang doing for a bis'ness man alnnd ways guided by Ids Intelligences he was so absurdly happy over it. "You know, Haney," Freda said, when she drew up nt tier door, I think you uttered a great truth tonight when you called me on the telephone." She had nestled dose beside 1dm and tier presence seemed to bewitch sleep and Give Me a Willi Freda nt his side lie plunged through the city, buying groceries, medicine, children's toys; telephoning a doctor; at ranging for a motherly soul to take charge. When, long after mrdnight, they placed their gilts beside the sleeping children, they somehow felt very dose to each other. "The woman will be all right, the giien Ids memory. Bid I?" he asked. "I don't remember. What did I say?" "Cant you remember dear?" No dear." You said," and she faced him ery coyly, you said, Freda. 1 need you.' And tlie next moment Harvey Bane was lielmiing in the most emotional manner in nil his young life. id Wet in N por Union The Firt Christmas Card The first Christens card was pub lislied eighty years ago. tr seicred a brunch, tin re you ate!" "But - red cut ! I"1'1 it up, Ida !e But n. and - As - ll 1 mt fa- sCf i")" -- con long I'd noticed oin tiling green by lie read, and aftei I'd mud. ed along li.uk a few rods. 1 found it w s a little 1 ,,,vM'nu''' I 1 he Gentlewomen. ilo look if you enough. - , V 3 '' f i 'I v the , d w Bo can, o,..s cig'i-roi- : t arid tie r h( paper e s, simple and eol looted those from tlie tars bai k of us One m. in w is a salesman, with a case ot those 'boxes. A woman in anotiiei car had a lot of little candles for liet kids birthday cake, and also some Bright paper. The cigarettes ure my own, Just done up fancy-like- , and tin hanky it, too it was ju-- t my gone of tlie hunch luck that tlie has an initial the same ns mine. Tlie woman with the candies let me into iier ear and helped me do up the packages. That's all. non-smok- "But enough, murmured Muriel, to proie that tlie Christmas spirit is still nliie. id 10 Western Npwsfvajw Union ) 13 Christmas Thought If deserts can Be made to blossom through water that is conserved and carried far ntield, cannot the Christmas spirit lie conserved and carried through tlie year? The American Magazine. Grandmothers YuletitWO i ai-sfo- OAN slammed tlie door behind tier and front ru'-lie- upstairs. Granny, busily darning in lier rockei, looked up with a start. It wasnt like Joan to rush in like that, without even a WYKi-iword of greeting. And at Christmas time, too! She laid her darning aside and with slow, careful steps climbed tlie stairs. At Joan's door she paused und knocked. Who is it? "Just Granny, dear. May I conic in? "Why, of course. .Toni opened the door. "What's tlie matter, Granny? "That's ju.--t wii.it I want to know. ? You and Ted had a Joan looked up in wonder at tier Yes," grandmother's understanding. she admitted, and, eh. Granny, I'm t When I found that out, I was mad, and lightly, too. That night whin lie came I wouldn't see 'hint, mul sent word to him that he could go to Bor house for all of me. To my amazement, lie did! Then I realized hoiv much I loved him, but I was afraid be would never come back. At last I decided to send him a note. I told him how sorry I was, and begged bis forgiveness. It was quite a bit after Christmas, but we still had mistletoe, so I hung sprays of it in every likely corner and doorway all oier tlie house, and waited. Before long lie came, and I found that t lie mistletoe had been an Inspiration. He told me then that I wasnt to blame nt all, and that he had only gone to Claras to tell her that there could never be anything between them. Granny leaned forward in hpr chair. Do you know who the boy was? slip asked. "Grandfather? "Yes, indeed. We were married seen after that, but I always fwaud it paid to gue in when I was most snip 1 was right. l Tiie pealed through tlie house, mul Joan, smoothing her hair (lncu-hel- fu-s- h..t do you suppose so mierahle! he said? Now, lien, I don't want to hear, and you shouldn't be bringing back nil that was said, looking for grieianns. 1 i ant to know who, leally and 1 uly, was in tlie w r eg "Ke.illy and truly, lie was, Ginnny, Then you should apologize. "I? But Ted was tm one at fault." Ot cum so, dear. 1 hat is ju-- t the reason. Non, if you were in (lie wrong, you might possibly fop o loin to humor you, tut if lie is in tlie wrong lie w.ll naturally neier want to gie in. Sl.e took off hei gl is es and wii'eil them thoughtfully. And then Jiow lutky it's Christmas time hang up some mistletoe. "Well may le. If you're sure it will work. Let me ."d you a story, child. Sit down. Granny settled herself and rocked lightly b.uk and forth. It was when I was young young as you are, Joan that I fell in line. My poo pie were not so well off as the bnyt were, although they were gentlemen on both sides. 11k- - purents had picked out a wife fur bin, years before the daughter of friends of tlie family and wort detenuinod that they should nm rry. I mot him nt church socials eirri noiv and then, and cm picnic s, mid after n time lie began calling en me Although I didn't know it, whenever he came to see me, lie told his folks lie was going to see this other girl. All : ' i o t him first; then cut out his toys and cut slits where dotted lines in his bag and then, after pasting on thin cardboard, put each toy in its allotted place. The numbers will tell you where each belongs. Jolly Old Santa when he is entirely cut from the page, would make a really splen. did calendar, for see! there is room on the left of his cap for you to paste a small one. He would be stronger if pasted finally on cardboard. COLOR - T- - n p--f JU.SsW it Wrs When I Was Young as You Are, Joan. 1 Young ns slip w i nt, ran down to open tlie door Granny, from tlie front wndoiv, looked down on a familiar roadster and smiled. Aftei n long time, hearing the front door close and the roar of a motor, slip desponded tlie stairs. At their foot Joan clasped her. Oil, darling, it worked, it worked, slip chanted. Ties coming over to dinner tomorrow, anil he lie mentioned something about bringing a ring. And, oh. Granny, she wliis-peieburying tier head in her grandmother's shawl, Ted must have had the Christmas spirit already, for we got along just (me without the mistletoe d, (.0. 130 We-t.-- Newspaper Union Christ's ) Mass Tlie word Christmas" is a traction of Christ's Mass. con- |