Show i A IT WAS midnight on Christmas Seven-year-old having baffled the sandman since eight Ik- back the covers and at long he would learn the truth about Santa Man or Chim- ney sweeper or a lovable old j When the clock struck one Jack was still sitting patiently in the chair by the watching the bers glow and Tinsel on the nearby Christmas tree It was all very but where was Kris i The noise Jack heard a moment might have been Santa but It didn't come from Iho Quickly the boy jumped back in V I shadows while he heard the din-I Ing room window raise A gush of cold heavy and then Jack heard the window 1 he crept forward until he could see where blue moonlight filtered into the dining There Jack saw not Santa Claus but a masked systematically looting the Seconds later softly feet carried the lad upstairs into his parents The boy shook I his I he whispered eyes Wake came the sleepy Wake Call the Not Jack reached for the bedside telephone His mother still i he the police over to our house right There's a burglar that time it was out Tack's His parents were wide awake clinging to their hero Jack reached for the son and During the next two minutes they heard a stark drama downstairs the dining room window opened and In the growing ever was the hum of a motor which they knew would be the police They heard it stop Then came a A brief and they knew the burglar was Next morning Jack was awakened by his he eyes forgot to ask last night how you happened to hear that Jack was waiting for Santa Wanted to sec if he really does come on Christmas His father laughed I he you know that Santa Claus never t comes when little boys and girls are I I'll bet he's been here by j this Let's go Downstairs Jack's surprise was dl-l vided between two equally fascinating Around the Christmas tree were more presents than he'd ever seen including a brand new I But off to one side was a jolly J blue-uniformed the copper burglar you captured last night was a most house j Jack's jaw of the policeman a reward and It all belongs Here's the Jack could barely say so amazed was he finally Santa Claus is wearing a blue uniform this by Western Newspaper I Now the juveniles grow Whole packages of firecrackers go ofT at one fell those who were firecracker boys yesterday r are skyrocket boys As Vr night comes the streets seem ablaze with ex- plosives and colored The second morning after Christmas the streets arc strewn thick willi burned pieces of but the air is The acrid odor of fireworks is again replaced by the perfume of Christmas |