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January 12, 1910. THE !
her sled, following Aunt Lou down the
snow-covered street.
After what seemed the nicest ride that
she had ever had, they turned homeward
again, where they were warmly welcomed
by mamma. It seemed to Louise
that she heard subdued voices in the
library, and as she entered the room a
dozen friends sprang to greet her.
"Happy birthday!" "Aren't you sur
prised?" sounded merry voices on every
side.
Louise certainly was surprised, but before
she could reply they all turned
eagerly toward one corner of the room,
where stood a great box covered with a
sheet.
"Do uncover it quick, and let us se?
what it is!" they cried excitedly. "Your
Uncle Tom wouldn't let us touch it until
you came home."
Louise was more than ready to comply
with this request, being quite as curious
as any of her guests. The sheet was
thrown aside, and there, its open side
turned toward them, stood the cutest little
house that any of them had ever
seen!
Over the entrance was a neatly
painted sign, "The White House Club",
and underneath it hung a tiny baseball
bat, which Uncle Tom explained, was to
represent the "big stick". The downstairs
rooms were furnished like club
parlors and grillroom, while unstairs
were the cosiest of bedrooms.
The girls' bright eyes soon discovered
all the articles that they had made, with
Aunt Lou's help, and each seemed just
fitted to its place.
"When the Teddys come visiting now
they will have a club house of their own
to meet in," Aunt Lou remarked, much
gratified at the children's appreciation.
"I should say so!" they cried in
chorus; "and isn't it just perfectly
lovely!"
Before they were half through admir
ing the new club house and introducing
their Teddys to the comforts and luxuries
that it contained mamma called them all
out to supper.
The birthday cake, with its bright candles,
stood in the center of the table, and
there was a tiny chocolate bear at each
plate. The cookies were cut bear-shaped,
and the ice cream molded like some
great, sleepy Bruin, who was taking his
long winter nap.
"It was a beautiful party," Louise
sighed happily, when the last guest had
said good-night; "and whenever I see
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glad that I had to stay in the house so
long."?The Congregationalist.
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With a puckered hrow Mrs. Dixon
studied her husband's letter. Since her
marriage she had learned?not without
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cuts but this time she was beaten.
"Dear M," the puzle ran. "Have been
down with B? ever since I got here, and
in h? f?. Country hotels with cold bedroom's
won't look very good to me after
such an experience, but I'm pretty sure to
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strike them on leaving this town. W?
n? s?, expressed here immediately, care
P? and R?, may save my life.
"L? to you and my baby. G."
"Down with bronchitis"?his old enemy.
"In high fever": that much was
distressing plain. And to think of cold
hotel rooms when he was in a state like
that! But what was "W? n? s??"
Who in the world were "P? and R??"
After cudgeling her brain half the
morning, Mrs. Dixon sent off an anxious
and expensive telegram, and a few hours
later received the following:
"B is Bob Davidson. H F high feather.
W N S wool night shirt. P and R
Porter and Robinson. Wake up, darling.
Grant."
It was the last three words that spurred
Mrs. Dixon to action. Her cheeks
were very pink as she took a pen and,
witnout stopping to count consequences,
wrote:
"Dear G. Truth is, was so desperately
s? when your letter came that I couldn't
understand anything. Better now, but
must tell you that R has s? f?!
"Your own M."
Twenty-four hours later an anxious
husband, who had expected that his business
trip would keep him away three
weeks, rushed in on her and little Ruth
at breakfast.
"What does it mean?" he demanded.
"You said you'd been desperately sick
and Ruth has scarlet fever."
"O Grant! Have I actually frightened
you with my little joke? 'Desperately
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feather for her new hat."
The admonition, "Wake up, darling!"
came to the tip of her tongue, but it stayed
there, and, later, she was glad it had,
for not one word of reproach escaped
the tip of his. Instead, he nobly dropped
the subject until after breakfast, when,
having sacrificed a half-day of time and
railroad fare both ways, he started out
again.
Then he wiped out all past offenses by
saying, simply, "Guess the whole word's
cheaper in the long run, Mollie. I will if
you will."?The Westminster.
A FAMOUS "DOG SPEECH."
Some years ago, the late Senator Vest
was attending court in a country town,
and while waiting for the trial of a case
in which he w^p interested, he was urged
by the attorneys in a dog case to help
them. He was paid a fee of $250 by the
plaintiff, Voluminous evidence was introduced
to show that the defendant had
shot the dog in malice, while other evidence
went to show that the dog had attacked
the defendant. Vest took no part
in me iritu, una was not disposed to
speak. The attorneys, however, urged
him to make a speech, else their client
would not think he had earned his fee.
Being thus urged, he arose, scanned the
face of each juryman for a moment, and
said:
"Gentlemen of the Jury: The best
friend a man has in the world may turn
against him and become his enemy. His
son or daughter that he has reared with
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loving care may prove ungrateful; Those
who are nearest and dearest to us, those
whom we trust with our happiness and
our good name, may become traitors to
their faith. The money that a man has
he may lose. It flies away from him, perhaps
when he needs it most. A man's
reputation may be sacrificed in a moment
of ill-considered action. The people who
are prone to fall on their knees to do us
nonor wDen success is with us, may be
the first to throw the stone of malice
when failure settles its cloud upon our
heads. The one absolutely unselfish
friend that man can have in this selfish
world the one that never deserts him, the
one that never proves ungrateful or
treacherous, is his dog.
"A man's dog stands by him in prosperity
and in poverty, in health and in
sickness. He will sleep on the cold
ground, where the wintry winds blow
auu me snow arives fiercely, if only he
may be near his master's side. He will
kiss the hand that has no food to offer.
He will lick the wounds and sores that
come from encounter with the roughness
of the world. He guards the sleep of his
pauper master as if he were a prince.
When ail other friends desert, he remains.
When riches take wings and fall
to pieces, he is constant in his love as
the sun in his journey through the heavens.
If fortune drives the master forth
an outcast in the world?friendless and
homeless?the faithful dog asks no higher
privilege than that of accompanying him,
to guard against danger, to fight his enemies.
And when the last scene of all
comes, and death takes the master in its
embrace, and his body is laid away in the
cold ground, no matter if all other other
friends pursue their way, there by the
graveside will the noble dog be found,
his head between his Daws, his eves san
but open in alert watchfulness, faithful
and true even in death."
Then Vest sat down. He had spoken
in a low voice, without a gesture. Ho
had made no reference to the evidence
or the merits of the case. When he finished,
judge and jury were wiping their
eyes. The jury filed out, but soon entered
with a verdict in favor of the plaintiff
for J500.?Exchange.
Among the persons knighted by King
Edward VII., in honor of his sixty-eighth
birthday, was Rev. Dr. Robertson Nicholl,
editor of the "British Weekly," a religious
journal of commanding ability.
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