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Show Tat Lata. It was Christmas eve. Staring at the dying embers of the Are was a beautiful woman. Her, face waa worried, wor-ried, and 'she "clasped, and unclasped her hands in'nervoua excitement "Christmas eve," she murmured, "and no money to buy baby a Chrlatmaa Chrlat-maa gift 1M ' , Mechanically her eyes wandered around the room until, with a guilty start, they rested m something standing stand-ing on the mantelpiece.. It waa baby'a money-box. "If I only dared 1" ahe thought; "but what would John sayT" For a few momenta ahe stood debating debat-ing the awful question In. her mind, and then reached for the box. "John need never know," she, said. With trembling hands she broke open thet box and emptied on the, table a col-1 lection of buttons, nnlls, and so on. John had been there first! V |