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’Tis thus we finish with prayer and hymn,
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UNCLE BOB'S CHRISTMAS.
E wants me to be mar
ried on Christmas
Eve, said Bertha,
with a quiver in her
voice, and a suspicious
dimness in her eyes.
^|“And fellow',because he's vexed,poor
I won’t
) ) promise him. But how
■if can I leave Uncle
, Bob?”
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Lilian put her hands tenderly on
Bertha’s shoulder.
“I w'ouldtake care of Uncle Jlob,” said
she, “even if you w r ere gone.”
“Do you suppose I wouldn't look after
dear old Uncle Bob? - ’ indignantly struck
in Lotty, who was barely fourteen. “If
both of you want to go and get married,
1 am old enough to keep house for Uncle
Bob! Look at that carpet! I changed the
breadths, so that the worn spots should
not show. Seethe wall-paper! I pasted
on the fresh piece to hide the cracks, so
that no one would know it wasn’t new.
And Uncle Bob’s coat—did you see hovy
I had worked over all the button-holes,
and mended the freyed elbows.”
“Dear little Lotty,” said Lilian, kissing
the flushed cheeks of the baby of the
family. “You are a perfect fairy, but
you are such a mite of a thing, after all.”
“Lilian is right,” asserted sage Bertha.
“You are so little, Lotty. And Lilian is
absent at her bonnet-frame making all
day long. Uncle Bob grows feeble as he
grows older. He must not be left. Oh,
I can’t be married this year!”
But Bertha never told her sisters how
Allan Ilapgood’s last impetuous words
had contained a veiled hint that this was
the last time of asking; if she—Bertha—
did not care for him, other girls might!
His neatly-furnished flat, and his salary
raised to a thousand dollars a year, need
not go begging long!
The words had struck like barbed
arrows to her heart, but they had not
shaken her allegiance to poor Uncle Bob.
“1 won’t leave him now, of all times,”
said Bertha, to herself. “He loved me
and cayed for me—for us all, indeed—
when I was nothing but a trouble and an
expense. He brought us all up, and
spent his substance on us, and I shall be
ungrateful indeed to desert him when he
is old and poor and feeble. I can earn
something here at home, and be com
panion for him still. Allan is young and
brave-hearted. He will soon get over
this disappointment. But Uncle Bob
takes every little thing to heart. Oh,
no, I can’t leave Uncle Bob!”
And so Bertha Bloom settled herself
down to the unlovely prospect of single
blessedness, and all for Uncle Bob's
sake.
Uncle Bob was a lawyer's clerk. He
had been a lawyer himself once, in
Colorado; but his health had failed, his
small investments had taken to them
selves wings, and he had gradually come
down to the low estate of a clerk’s desk
and a clerk’s salary.
Without his niece Lilian's wages and
his niece Bertha's careful administration
of the slender household funds, he must
certainly have gone into bankruptcy.
Blithe kept his hat carefully brushed,
wore a flower in his buttonhole when it
was obtainable, and staunchly adhered
to the traditions of his gentlemanhood.
He still read the few lines daily in his
Greek Testament that kept up the memo
ries of his college days; he looked in at
th# windows of the book stores, and pon
dered wistfully on the books lie would
buy, if only lie could afford it.
And, most piteous of all, lie still pre
served a curl of bright-brown hair in
his pocket-book, and mused at times on
what might have been, if Nell Sandiford
had not flung away his love, twenty-odd
years ago.
“I think I did right,” thought Uncle
Bob, reverently kissing the curl, and re
placing it in the worn compartment of
the pocket-book, “it seemed hard at
the time, but I’ve always felt that I did
right.”
It was the afternoon before Christmas
Day. The clerks at Jay – Jay’s were al
ways dismissed early on this day, and
Uncle Bob came up with the rest to re
ceive his monthly stipend—meek, bald
headed and respectable, with his specta
cle glasses shining in the level gas-jets.
“Oh, by-the-way, Mr. Bloom!”' said
Mr. Simeon J ay. the younger of the part
-
clerk, ners, detaining he with a gesture the old
as would have passed on to the
cashier.
“Now it's coining!” thought Uncle
Bob, with a faint stir in his dull old heart
—“the increase of salary that I’ve looked
for so long! They’ve waited until
Christmas to give the thing more signifi
cance. It’s coming now!”
He paused at the door of the private
office, where there was such a flash of
plate-glass, such a polished gleam of old
oak and mediaeval brass ornamentation.
Did Mr. Jay sat in front of a blazing
eanuel-coal fire, with an elegantly dressed
lady-client signing some papers at a
table.
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Uncle Bob was near-sighted, specta
cles to the contrary notwithstanding,
but ho got a general impression that the
lady-client was somebody very grand and
splendid.
“I’m exceedingly sorry, Mr. Bloom,*’
said Mr. Simeon Jay, smoothly, “but
we’re going to condense our business
somewhat and consequently shall not rc
quire your services after to-day. Here’s
your month’s salary. I wish you a good
afternoon—•and” (speaking as if with an
afterthought) “a very merry Christmas.”
The next clerk was close on Uncle
Bob's heels, and the old man was pass
ing on, with his money in his hand, be
fore he fairly realized the blow that had'
fallen upon him.
Slowly he took his well-brushed hat
and seedy overcoat from the peg, and
fitted them on; slowly he drew on the
gloves which Lotty had so carefully
mended for him at odd times, and went
out into the fresh, crisp air, moving with
machine-like steps.
A merry Christmas! Was it likely,
under these circumstances, that his
Christmas would be particularly mirth
full It had been a hard struggle to
live, even with the aid of his salary; what
would it be without?
Uncle Bob passed the high brick walls
_
of the “Home for Old Gentlemen” in his
daily way to the office.
He looked wistfully up at the gates
to-night.
“It’s a forlorn place,” he said to him
self, ‘ ‘but many better men than I am
have been brought to it. I shall miss
the girls, though—the little girls, who
are so fond of their old uncle. And it
would be a cruel thing to break up their
home, but I don’t see what else-.”
“Holly, sir? Fresh holly for Christ
mas time?”
It was a blue-looking child, with her
frowsy head wrapped in a shawl, who
accosted him.
Uncle Bob stopped and bought a few
sprays, red-berried and moist, with
melted snowflakes.
‘ ‘I oughtn’t to have have done it, I
suppose,” circumstances—but murmured the he—“not girl looked under the ]
so
cold, and it’s beginning to snow; and
Christinas is Christmas, look at it how
you will.”
And Uncle Bob trudged on, carrying
his branch of holly, and thinking how
he should break the bad news to “the
girls” at home,
Meanwhile, the lady client at Jay –
Jay’s had looked up from the papers she
was signing.
“Bloom!” she repeated. “Did you
call"that man Bloom?”
“That is the name,” blandly -spoke
Air. Jay. (The clerks in the office could
generally tell the number of figures in a
client’s bank account by the oiliness of
Mr. Jay's accents in addressing him or
her.) “Yes, madam—Bloom.”
“So you’re discharging him?” said the
lady.
“Well, you see, I want to make room
for my nephew from Cincinnati,” ex
plained Air. .lav. “And Bloom is the
oldest clerk and the one I can best dis
pense with. A fine penman, but he’s
rather outlived his usefulness. When a
man gets beyond the fifties—”
Exactly,” curtly uttered the lady.
“And how is it about a woman? I’m
four-and-forty myself.”
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Air. Jay simpered uneasily. He had a I
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vague idea that the heiress was making 1 |
game of him, and he muttered something j
about “the ladies being always young.” I
“Please favor me with this gentleman’s !
address, interrupted the lady, rather
copying imperiously. done. “I may want some law j (
“Anything line, madam?” I
in our be- ;
gan Mr. Jay, eagerly.
1 1 If I had wanted you to do it, I should
have put it in your hands,” said the
heiress, and Mr. Jay was silenced. 1
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Bloom, “Girls, it’s they Christmas sat around Eve!” the said fire, Mr. j i
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“Here's ray month’s money; it’s the last. '
Jay – Jay have discharged me. I would !
have liked to buy you all Christmas
presents, but I can’t. ** And his head
dropped on his breast.
“We don’t want any Christmas pres
ent, Uncle Bob!” cried Lotty, clinging
around his neck.
“This bunch of holly is Christmas
present enough for us, Uncle Bob,”
whispered Bertha.
“And look, Uncle Bob!” said Lilian;
“this is the copy of ‘Paradise Lost’ that
you wanted. I found it at a second
hand stall and it’s quite perfect. Here
it is, Uncle Bob, with a Merry Christ
mas!”
Uncle Bob’s eyes lighted up once
more.
“But you shouldn’t have bought it,
Lilian,” said he. “We’ve got to econo
mize now, my girl—we’ve got to econo
mize!”
“I’ve hemmed a new silk handker
chief for you, Uncle Bob!” said Bertha.
‘ ‘I meant to keep it till to-morrow, but
Lilian has set the example of giving our
gifts now.”
“And, Uncle Bob!” shrieked Lotty,
producing from her pocket an infinites
imal parcel done up in tissue paper,
“I’ve knitted you a pair of silk mittens!
Real silk! To wear on Sundays and
high holidays. Put them on at once,
Uncle Bob, and see if they will lit!”
“Girls—gills!” stammered Uncle Bob,
“this isn’t economy! No, it isn’t! But
you are three little darlings! Come here
and kiss me! I—I don't care whether
jay – Jay have discharged me or not, so
long as I have got you!”
The slow tears trickled down his
^ he spoke and Bertha softly
him.
cle Bob,” said she, “Ihaven't told
jout it for fear of worrying you,
~:fT~llan and I have had a serious dis
( nent. And all because I wasn’t
- to be married this Christmas. But
A T 11 right now. Allan will wait. He
this afternoon and brought me this
lift brooch. See, Uncle Bob!”
' [t's very pretty, my dear,” said Uncle
v
Bob, 1 ‘But don’t keep him waiting too
long. I’ve known of serious troubles
from long engagements, Bertha. Marry
him, my child—marry him. Lotty
might perhaps live with you. Lilian can
support herself; and as for me, why there
is the Old Gentlemen’s Home, if I can get
interest with the directors!”
Bertha’s eyes tilled with tears,
“Uncle Bob,” said she, “don't talk
nonsense! There's no Old Gentlemen's
Home for you, except just here. As if I
would ever leave you, dear Uncle Bob!”
Long after the girls had gone out to do
their Christmas marketing—on a very
small scale it was this year, poor things!
—Uncle Bob sat staring at the fire,
“Mv little girls!” he repeated to him
se lf—“my three dear little women!
They’ve got lots of love but no logic in
"ena. If I go into the Old Gentlemen’s
Home, it's got to be onthesly.”
Just then there came a soft tapping at
the door.
“Come in!” said Uncle Bob, with a
start,
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The door opened; there was the rush
0 f soft silk, the scent of delicate perfume,
recalling the violet banks of long ago,and
a woman's figure came in.
“Nell!” he cried aloud, starting to his
feet.
“Yes, it’s Nell—Nell Sandiford!” cried
the woman. “So you knew me again?
Oh,Bob, is it wrong and unfeminine of me
to come back to you, this Christmas Eve,
and ask your pardon for all that happened
twenty years ago, and ask you to take me
back to you heart again? I’m rich now,
Bob; I’ve got more money than 1 know
what to do with. But there’s no one to
love me as you did, Bob—dear Bob!
I’ve kept single all these years for your
sake. I’ve sought for you high anfl low,
and I don’t think I should ever have
found you if I hadn’t been in my lawyer's
office, this afternoon, and seen you there,
It was my fault, dear, that we've lost all
these years of happiness. But now we’ll
set the clock of Time back and begin to
live—really to live?”
“My little girls,” faintly began Uncle
Bob—“my nieces!”
“They shall be my little girls, too,”
said Miss Sandiford. “I shall love them
as my own. Dear Bob, nothing on earth
must between °
come us now!”
Tears gathered into Uncle Bob's eyes.
“Nelly,” xiun 1 ■ said t’jtiixtL lie—“Nelly, j| in - —- ' ~ iv r*u y I 1 have 11*1 \l f *
never roi* ceased onoonrl to i 0 ve you, but I T did J! 1 not . c
suppose you could remember - me all this
time Are you quite sure, Nelly, that
y 0a ’ re not mistaken?”
demand Nell put „ 1L loX“d both her Jier intVhSTacT hands Jrinus on on his ‘ ] slioul
“Quite, hl quite sure, Bob,” said she.
iijf 0 you will say to me- ‘Nell, 1
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“My dear,” said the old Chevalier
Bayard, “there’s no necessity for that.
' There never has been anything to for
give. We were both young and foolish
then.
“And,” added Nell, with a somewhat
tremulous laugh i t we are both older and
wiser now.”
-he three girls came back
their expedition into the region of
and stores, they found Uncfe k
beside elegantly dressed Bob
an lady
looking,” Lilian «<
much like as afterward said,
an old Prince as ever. ’
“Girls,” said Uncle Bob, “this i s
Christmas present—a new aunt!”
Lotty looked amazed—-Lilian
back with a low exclamation. 0f
the three, Bertha alone divined t’
lle
“You have cared for him all
years,” she cried, clasping th
ford's hand; -and Miss Zed ” 4
fate has
until now. But oh, love him.
love him, for he is worthy of it."’
The heiress laughed and cried all
one second. ij
“My dear ones! my dear ones'”
murmured “If I could only S
Christmas half happy make
so to you as
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the deepest scents, the richest la 11
this Christmas Eve colors 1
was very sweet
Nell Sandiford and Uncle Bob. j
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A Holiday Fable.
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dejected With drooping air, turkey wings and a geumllJ
barn-yard, when a fox, was who pacing slfiJ <y
a had
crept up, put his head over the fence aal
asked in a sympathizing tone:
“What is the matter, my poor friends
Is there any way I can help you?”
“I fear not,” replied the turkey;
“only a little while ago I saw the farmed
eyeing me critically as he sharpened™
knife, and I think my hour has come.j
“Why not fly?” said the fox; “on this!
side lies liberty.”
thus,” “I am replied too old the a bird to be caught]
turkey; “better garnished] to be
stuffed with oysters and richly
than barbarously mangled by you.” !
Just then the farmer appeared. (
“AVonder where the geese have all
gone,” he said; “the old woman has
eided that she doesn’t want any turkey
for dinner, after all.” j
" 'Tis better to endure the ills we have
Than fly to others that we know no; of,*
The Origin of Christina*.
of Long December before the religiously Christian era, observed the 25th] to
was
the “Sun Worshipers.” On that day it
about the first perceptible return of the
sun to the northern hemisphere. His re
turn would drive the away frozen the frosts earth and] uni
snows, warm up limit.]
clothe the earth in beauty and
The people looked upon the sun as i
god, an intelligence, withdrawing to the
south what just their long enough home, the to let world, the people] would
see
be without his presence. His return oa
delight. the 25th of December they hailed wMj
They rejoiced, They se
presents to their friends. They heii
their religious feasts, with music, niiri
and dancing. Sometimes to great excel
these feasts were carried. When Uhrifl
came and His doctrine was preached
among the “Sun Worshipers,’ iMl 1
were converted to Christianity. d®|
break off their old habits was very
cult. AYhen the 25th of Decembercw
it brought the “Sun Feast."
was the enticement to go and miHai
The Christian leaders were not
sec what the influence would signifie^j be, s0 ™§
gave the day a Christian
gave They met presents in their to meeting each other. houses. Djj T“j
talked of Christ, the spiritual wmM] sun
bad come to give light to and
the spiritual world.” world. “The He people was the“h£®| which |a||
darkness saw a great light,” and 8!
bad sprung up.” “The light
darkness, deth it not.” but the “The darkness worlds compK®| were i
by Him.” Therefore the sun wilS
by Him. The Sun Worshipers .
shiped the creature more than ,
Creator,” but the Christians woW “U
the “Creator, who is blessed tw 1
more.” that was The soon superiority made visible, of thl ana ’°|
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masses were released from idolatry
mattered not whether the ~ ;, th 0 i
cember was the birthday of Christ or 1
the effect was the same.
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Christmas Bills.
Now comes the festive season, wh ;, n
You’ll notice the ladies and the men
For costly presents tho store will rnr -
And forget all about some bills unp) ■ t
Last Christmas bills are far from
And, so, they look on the Christmas l
Her Holiday Surprise- ^
Young Wife—“My love, I have
lightful surprise in store for you
cannot guess what it is.” pleaiKint
Young Husband (full of
tieipations)—“What is it, darling
Young Wife—“I’vo invited mot
spend the holiday# with u*.'