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Show y Nicks "fll Christmas JJ55J HERE are a tot of meD out 3 'n the 'umDer camps that aren't going to get home for JSI Christmas," Margaret Tomp-kins Tomp-kins told a group of young nfte$J men and women at the fl il I : country club early In No-I No-I I III ima vember. "I want to get a Christmas bag for every one of them. Who'll promise a Christmas bag?" "I'd like to help," said Nick Lor-ring, Lor-ring, "only thing Is I'm green at that sort of thing. Do you suppose you could get someone to make a bag and fill it if I paid for it?" "Yes; I've thought of that," said Margaret. "I've figured out that a nice hag can be got up for three dollars." dol-lars." A little later when Nick Lorrlng found Margaret alone he told her he wanted to be responsible for ten of the bags. "I'll send yon the check In the morning." Margaret pressed Nick's hand and looked up gratefully into his eyes. "You're the most generous man In the world," she said. Nick yearned to take this opportunity oppor-tunity to tell Margaret just a little of his ever-Increasing love for her, but to do It now, it seemed, would be to taint with self-interest the tenor of his generosity. The afternoon before Christmas Margaret telephoned to Nick at his office. "I want to tell you, Nick," said Margaret, Mar-garet, "that I filled all the bags and they were so wonderful. Each one cost just three dollars. Now 1 find that there is just one left over after all the men at the camp have been supplied. As It is all filled, I can't return the money, but I thought maybe may-be you knew of some poor fellow who might like one." Nick thought a moment as he held the telephone receiver. "1 do know a fellow," said he. "Used to work for us. Then he quit and went to farming farm-ing over In the nest county. Sort of a luckless fellow. Suppose I take that bag over to him." So after the office closing at five, Nick called at Margaret's for the bag. He planned to drive the fifteen miles to the shack where Barry Smith lived and back before his seven o'clock dinner. din-ner. The cabin seemed deserted. Nick forced a window and walked In. But Barry was not to be found. Nick felt In his pocket for a match, but matches he had none. Then he groped around Barry's room, hut was no more successful. suc-cessful. So with nearly frozen fingers he undid the wrappings from the Christmas bag. opened it and found, wit i W "Yes; I've Thought of That," Said Margaret. as he had hoped, a box of matches with the cigarettes and tobacco In the bag. By the time he had lighted a lamp, found fuel and wanned himself, the storm had covered the roads so that to attempt to return thai night would be an act of folly. So Nick spent Christmas In poor Barry's forlorn for-lorn cabin. Fortunately for Nick, he carried. In In his car, a box of groceries, bacon, bread and butter as a present to Barry to help through the winter. Much of this he lefi for Barry on his return; from the rest he made his own rathei meager Christmas dinner. But 11 II hadn't been for Margaret's bag. Christ mas would have been a doleful day, In deed. When Nick went to see Margarel on his way home on December 20, be found her In a state of real agitation "Somehow I fell responsible for the whole thing.'' said MargareL "You were responsible for the fati that I had a ralher pleasant Chrisi mas after all. You kept me from freezing and starving to death, yon cheered me with a good book, sni'ikes .md a mouth oriran, and kept me fron degradation hy means of soap Hnd a comb. That hag was a godsend." "Oh. Nick." said Margaret, nitl yes very tender. "1 feel as If I knew you so much hcltfr because ol 'his." "Margarel." said Nick. "I've beet' ryirii; to ! up nerve for dire Months to fell you 1 lovp you to ills r;U-tion." "And ever since you sent rue lie neck for Hie lilies I've known I want d To hear you tell u'." ans'.'ere-Uarsaret. ans'.'ere-Uarsaret. i T bv V," ;;;- Stir.; S" T, (1 j Cft l. ) I WN'L" Ser-. ,c- |