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Show special d?3 ; Traveler S) M.aty GralaamBojinei vVfJTOME along, come along," said tha I iNa New Year, "I've no time to j &J waste." I "You're one for hurrying," said the Special Traveler, "but I'm not a slow one, either." "Good for you," said the New Year. "That's the way to talk." The New Year just had to be on, time. No year had ever been late in arriving. "I don't have to have a ticket, do I?" said the Special Traveler. "Of course not," said the New Year. "You can travel free. Come, jump into in-to my bag." The New Year carried a bag across his back. The New Year was not very big in size. The New Year was not very old. But he was strong and bursting burst-ing with energy. "How do I look-?" he asked, with one last glance at the mirror of Time. "Wonderful," said Father Time. "Your snow costume is most becoming. Most appropriate, too. I'm sure you i won't catch cold, even though you're j only wearing a snow costume and even though there isn't much of it. "But you're a healthy young year. I can see that." The New Year was off. The Special Traveler was with him. The bells began to ring. Horns were blowing, bells were pealing. People were singing. "Happy New Year," resounded through the frosty air, through the warm rooms of the houses. Gay music was being played. Some people were dancing. And then came the New Year. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, sev-en, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve. The Old Year vanished. The New Year arrived. "Happy New Year, Happy New Year, Happy New Year." Every one greeted every one else. Every Ev-ery one felt love in their hearts. Every one felt the glow of friendship, the inspiration or romance. "Ah, I must be rushing about," said the Special Traveler, as he left the New Year's great bag in which he had traveled, quite free of charge, Into the world. He went everywhere. He darted j here, he darted there. Sometimes he ! just threw his arrows of friendship, sometimes he threw his arrows of piercing love. Sometimes he threw his arrows of devotion. For Cupid, or Love, carries many arrows. Cupid, or Love, is always well I equipped. j And all over the world he darted, tills way, that way, back again, far 1 ahead. l or it was Cupid, or Love, who was j the New Year's special traveler. j And It was he who came quite free of traveling expensps. J "Happy few Year." said everyone. - j "A very happy New Year," said some. 1 "A happy New Y'ear now and for- j ever," soid others. j The Special Traveler was busily at j work ! " i (. 1928. Western Newspaper Union.) |