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The Real
Saint
The Cold Witch
Being the Adventures of a Golden-Haired 11 d d> Ky STELLA FLORES
Faincenther Friend*
Copyright. If 13, International News Herr tee.
Once Upon a
Time
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1 IFF 1* or>e Ion* story of lnju%
tic* to worrmn Rho Is dlscrexL
•4 fted for •very failure. nrwJ Man
If audited with hor e**»ry suoc*«s
The little homage that has been
ion* *o her^ ha* always had It* llttW
Joke tied to It an big ae tho tin o*n
tied to a country dog's taiL
Man flattered her by mAking her a
symbol of Justice. Thon ho tlod a
bandage over har eye* to dlacrodii
•or judgments. Ho ma<l« hor tht
symbol of Liberty, hoping tho com
pllmont would soothe her Into forgot
fulness of hi* refusal to lot bar vote.
Ho made her tho symbol of Patloare,
because that la a virtue of which he
la willing to lot her have a monopoly
Sho Invented Lore. he stole thf
Idea and made a boy child Lov« » rep
resentative She lnvontod UhrlsfmAS, i
ar.d he made an Inane-looking man.
too old to hold any other polttlcal
Job, tho Christmas saint.
It la tlmo. Children Dear. In these
da ye when every woman is demands
Ing her rights and tearing tho veil
of hypocrisy oft the face of man. that
you should know the truth.
*ho saint who floats through your
anta-Chrietmas dreams. dropping
from a reindeer chariot baga of
goodies and toys is a man. la he not?
— with a long. white beard and
highly colored cheeks? Then wake
up PV>r while von dream thePe sits
near your bed. unappreciated, un
sung and undreamt, the real Christ
mas aalnt. Your Mother 1
HDR f HEF.K K PALE.
Her cheeks are pale, through much
midnight preparation of your Christ
mas gifts; her eyes are not merry, as
were the eyes of the m«n of your
dreams they are tender and loving,
and perhaps a little wistful, because
your wants are ao many and her re
source* so Inadequate. But, no mat
ter how little she has, there la always
something for the children at Christ
mas; and though every gift repre
sents self-denial, she never telle of
the aaoriflce. nor complains when the
credit la given to the Imaginary old
man with the lazy-fat stomach and
the long, white beard
There Is always Christ nnts where
there Is a Mother. It la not a cele
bration that depends upon environ
ment embracing a toy shop near a ten
cent store. It depends solely upon
the existence of a Mother.
In the days of the pioneer, when
the nearest toy shop waa hundreds of
miles away, there was alwaju Chiiat-
maa if there was a Mother. A string
of beads, won by a Itttle cajolery or
trade with the Indians, a cookey man,
a bright red apple, a beAnbag. or a
home-knit mitten, saved the stocking
by the Are from the tragic droop of
emptiness, and strings of bright-
colored corn, with Winter bouquets of
dried grasses and wild berries, gave
the bouee the look of Ohrlatmg* cheer.
There is always Christmas where
there la a Mother. It la an event
that depends not on any man. If It
were left to man to dress the Christ
mas dolls the fig-leaf fashion would
a glorious revival, and after two
or three yaa.ru of worry the word.
“Christmas’ would pass away to find
a resting epot 1° the cemetery of
dead languages
VRY -OF THE WOLF.
If ti were left to man, the faint,
cry of the wolf at the front gate
would scare Christman Day off the
calendar. With a Mother in the
home, there la some sort of a Christ
mas though the wolf Is scratching at
the door.
True. Children Dear. Father will
claim the oredit because he worked
to earn money te give Mother, but no
Father works as hard to earn money
to give Mother as Mother has to
work to get It from Father.
Bhe stands between your cries for
more and bis demands that there be
lass She is the middleman who
stands between the producer and the
consumer, and her only profits are
your am Ilea Christina* morning
And your praise and gratitude for
the alleged Christmas saint!
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B EFORE hei father’s will is read the great newspapers pjint pages about the Gold
Witch—the world’s greatest heiress. People who hitherto have greeted her indiffer
ently sue for her friendship. Beautiful Helen Van Rurg, the proudest girl in society,
runs over before sailing for Europe to say good-by and to vow undying friendship. Tom
alone stands aloof. ___ __ L
W HEN the will is read, all but five hundred dollars is left—not to the Gold Witch,
but to her guardian. Stunned at this strange outcome she congratulates herself
on at least having so many fripnds. But she finds out that the penniless orphan is
quite a different person to her wealthy friends. Cut to the heart she takes refdge in the con
servatory, where she tries to realize that she is really alone in the world. No, not quite aione.
For Tom, whose pride held him away from the heiress, hurries to sympathize with the forlorn
little maid.
SNAP=
SHOTS
BAY .4 Thrilling Story of Society Blackmailers
(Novelized by)
Do Y ou Know—
Henry Elionekv, a well-known
American long-distance swimmer, has
just succeeded in swimming from
Brooklyn Bridge to Bay Ridg»\ a dis
tance of about four intlcs. with hands
and feet tied, lowing a boat in which
were seven inen. The total weight of
the boat and its* occupants was 1,363
pounds. The swimmer \.as three
hours and ten minutes in the water.
Five years ago a bachelors' club
was founded In Severance, Colo, with
twenty members, but the club has
just been disbanded owing to the fact
that all the members are, rr are about
to be. married, and. according to the
rules, are no longer eligible for mem
bership.
Princess Mary, in accordance with
a promise made to her some tinv?
back by the Duchess of Fife, secured
the last maiden signature of her royal
highness—excepting the signature in
the marriage register. The Duchess
signed „the Princess' autograph al
bum at Buckingham . alace on tV»
afternoon before the wedding. A lady
who is a noted autogriph hunter ha-1
offered the Duchess $500* to be paid
to any charit> her royal highness
might name, for her last maiden sig
nature.
A clever American has invented an
ele< trie motor roller skate. It is actu
ated by a motor at the back of the
skai* . but it has the drawback that
the skater must carry in his hands or
on his back a *'a r of rather heavy
cumulators to supply the current.
By LILIAN LAUFERTY.
The man who tells a girl not to
talk about thing* she doesn’t under
stand Will use a lot of ingenuity to
keep her from understanding things
he does not want her to talk about.
Sometimes the man who calls his
eweet heart a “cute kid’’ when aha
plays baby before marriage, will in
sist that she Is noting In a “ridicu
lously childish manner" if site tries
the same little tricks when she hap
pens to be his wife.
The woi*an who treats a man in a
frankly friendly manner either feels
us friendly as she acts or is In love
—and not necessarily with another
man. For in the hands of the woman
who knows how to use It, frankness
Is as dangerous a weapon us co
quetry.
SOME MARRIAGES
—are like treaties between countries
that do not apeak the same language.
Love acts as a board of arbitration
aivd the two strange countries meet.
Join. become one And docs the
'board of arbitration” stay on Its
Job? Does love remain to keep the
peace? Oh. rvo! The two foreign
creatures who are yoked learn to
speak a sign language both can un
derstand. learn to combine the cus
toms of their countries or they suf
fer tht horrors of internal war'
are made with much elegance an-d
leisure and repented with very In
elegant haste
— float across the honeymoon Into a
vinegary reaction from too muo 1
sugar
— make h spinster long to see the ol .
> ear out at a suffragette meeting, in
stead of causing her to be jealous of
the younsa wife a no is b Issfully cer
tain of nc longed for sure thing
hate for New Years Eve
are like an echo of Thanksgiving
and a forerunner of Christmas - all
peace on earth and good will to man
*nd wqgnan And after all. thpse are
.ns on * > real marriages in a world
that see'.ns to ><< k power to lell teal
jewels from paste.
(From the play by George Scar
borough. n«>w being presented at the
Thirty-ninth Str*M*t Theater, New York.
Serial righth held and copyrighted by
International News Service.)
TO DAY’S INSTALLMENT.
And Captait^ Holbrook smiled—which
was quite natural. Then in a manner
calculated to stimulate injured inno
cence and confidence forced on most
personal matters, he* sauntered over to
the mantel and gave all his attention
to dusting off with his index finger a
minute particle from Judson Flagg's
dispatch box. ^
“The impudence of the lad I" thought
Father Shannon hut he managed to
think it without the betraying twitch of
a single facial muscle.
On the Trail.
“The woman is still here." said Chief
Dempster in his most granite-like tone
H< smiled in appreciation of Larry’s
elaborated stagi setting, and well-con
ceived histrionics.
“You think so?” returned the Cap
tain reproachfully.
You're not only accessory after the
fact, Captain Holbrook, but the woman
who killed .Iudson Flagg is hidden In
tills apartment,'' and hm he made his
declaration a smile broadened the firm
lips of the chief of the secret service.
Holbrook shook his head in easy nega
tion.
“Wasting vour time.”
“What's that door?” questioned the
chief grimly, pointing to the portal that
led to Aline s hiding place.
Indignantly the captain replied “That
door leads to my bedroom '
And that one?”
Kitchen and servant's room.”
The two men measured each other.
Chief Dempster left for a tour of the
“kitchen and servant's” room.
* “Sit down, Mr Graham.” said Larry,
the hospitable
■ Your resistance isn't helping your
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sternly.
Captain Holbrook measured this man
the District Attorney of the Cnited
States He wondered if the father could
suspect from what shame the resistance
he decried was saving him He won
dered whether her father would also
prove Aline s friend if the evil hour of
knowledge must come, lie thought of
that old Ro’uan father Yirginius. who
had slain his young Virginia at the
threat of dishonor-and he asked hint-
self what would the District Attorney,
of the 1’nlted States do if he knew
that his daughter measured up to the
standards of those who must be con
sidered guilty until proven innocent.
For though the law says a man is in
nocent until proven guilty -the mark
..f shameful guilt smirches a woman
who is dragged before the bar of Jus
tice In our scandal-loving country.
Holbrook squared his shoulders and
divided that he must light Aline s tight
| alone—against her father—if that need
I be.
Stern Measures.
The three men, held by such carying
emotions that they might have been
worlds apart, instead of ail inextricably
bound In the same cause, waited Demp
ster’s return.
“Chief, what are you finding?” called
Graham at last, impatiently.
“Nothing yet,” called back the Chief's
voice.
“1 think I’m very patient, sir -neither
of you gentlemen has any right to
search these premises.' said Larry, who
had firmly decided on what his course
must he
“You're mistaken,” said Graham with
quiet determination to see this thing
through now He little guessed what
“seeing It through" must mean to him
and the little girl who had grown up
as his heritage from the wife he had
loved.
And now Chief Dempster came back
from his fruitless search and walked
with grim determination toward the
door that led to Holbrook's room
Holbrook left his position on his
hearthstone and stepped between the
oncoming host and the door he must
not surrender
One minute.” said he quietly. "B>
wluu authority?”
”M*ne,” said Graham, rushing to his
doom
Holbrook hit his lips at the grim
irony of it all.
"Your warrant?" demanded the Cap
tain. with a forlorn hope.
“I am the warrant.” said Graham.
Holbrook half closed his keen gray
exes as if to get a fore-shortened view
of this most amusing picture Then he
opened them wide in amazement, and
placed himself a human barricade- be
fore the citadel of safety where Aline
cowered.
Again the captain essayed the heredi
tary light tone of the sons of Erin.
"Louis Fourteenth said. ‘I am the
State ' That misleads you. In America
—even a district attorney must conform
to tlje laws. Mr Graham.”
”1 mean to get info that nmm." said
Chief Dempster It was quite evident
that he did mean to do just what he
said.
( Could Holbrook stop him*'
The End of the Struggle.
At all events he meant to try.
"You can’t.” said he.
“Will you stop me?” asked Dempster.
“1 AM steppin’ you,” explained Larry
pa t iently.
The chief smiled in grim amusement.
“Do you think you van stop both of
us?”
The captain's hand was on the chief's
wrist now A steel vise gripped the
arm of the chief of the Secret Service
of the United States. A steel voice an
swered him—and steel eyes glinted at
him while taut muscles rippled and
hardened to steel, too. and Larry Ho'-
brook held the citadel of his lady safe
from marauding chiefs and high offi
cials.
“1 KNOW 1 can stop both of you—-
uhl both of YOU know It." was his
stern declaration.
“We didn’t come here for any rough
and tumble, Holbrook”—began Chief
Dempster in a tone reserved for crimi
nals who are cornered and must soon
acknowledge It.
“Thank you,” interrupted Holbrook
with courtly irony.
“But we didn’t come here without
men enough." He went over to the en
trance door—and, opening it, called
down the corridor, “Donnelly—Ha
gan ”
"Yes. sir,” floated back his answer.
In that moment Lawrence Holbrook
tasted the grim salt flavor of possible
failure. But he still meant to find a ’
way—though what that way was to be
he himself scarcely knew—but in the
hack of His mind a plan was formulat
ing.
He took one step from the door.
"One moment. Chief—don't call
them.”
The Chief allowed himself another
smile. Holbrook had fought well—but
defeat was near He could not guess
for whom that defeat would spell dis
aster.
“Wait there.” he called to his men.
"Close the door, if you please.” said
Holbrook. He shrugged his shoulders.
"I can’t stop all four of you "
And then he opened the door and
called: “Aline, my dear—a moment.
. . . Your father's here.”
Slowly—almost as if she were walk
ing in a sleep troubled by dreams of
1.error. Aline Graham came trembling
into the room. With a fathomless
question in their depths, her eyes
fixed on the man to whom she had
given all her faith, phe waited for the
word of command from her captain,
who held her life in his hands.
In that moment the District Attor
ney of the United States became an
old man. Life turned him around
with an abrupt command to "right
about face.” and he looked at the law
from tho side of those whom he had
beer, forced to drive to doom if they
could be proven guilty. His daughter!
His little Aline—here in Lawrence
Holbrook’s room—in hiding—a fugi
tive! His aching brain could scarce
ly compass it all.
“Aline!" he cried at last, when si
lence had sapped all life-giving oxy
gen from the heavy air. “Aline!
Why? In God's name, why?”
The. girl looked at her father in pain
tha- 1s world-old. So innocent Vir
ginia must have looked at her father
when he lifted the knife that saved
her from worse than death. And so
every girl who is pure in heart,
tHough circumstance has cruelly sul
lied her life, must chafe in sorrow at
her woman's heritage when she sees
how another man has forced her to
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hurt her loving father, who scarcely
knows she is a woman—the father
who still dreams his girl is an inno
cent child. But she did not speak—
she waited her command from tne
captain of her life.
“Tell him what you heard in your
library,” said Holbrook, calmly.
The Chief stood watching Aline. He
was looking beyond her words—he
was striving to And the motive power
for all her possible deeds.
"That HE was t<» be arrested.” cried
the girl to the District Attorney. And
"he” meant the man she loved.
Another Confession.
“You frightened the girl, you two
sensational gentlemen, with your talk
of murder and my arrest for it,” said
Holbrook, with seeming probity.
“How did you get here?” asked the
father.
“With B'ather Shannon.”
“What’s your interest in this. Fa
ther Shannon?” questioned the Chief,
with ready suspicion.
"I sympathized with the young
lady’s fears. I share her belief in
Captain Holbrook’s innocence.”
The church was militant now—
lighting for the maid and her gallant
defender
Graham still centered all his sorrow
and dismay on the daughter whom he
felt was disgracing him, but he meas
ured disgrace by the pennyweight.
“I'm a sworn officer of the Govern
ment. For my daughter to betray se
crets heard in my house is as heinous
as my own disloyalty w'ould be.”
Tm sorry, father—awfully sorry,”
said the girl, ineffectually.
”1 can t express my indignation—
my s^nse of outrage,” exclaimed the
father—never guessing that he was
tilting at straws.
’’The girl loves him. sir.” explained
the priest, gently.
“She does not! ”
“Yes—1 love him.”
To Be Continued To-morrow.
Advice to the
Lovelorn
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX
D
YOU OWE IT TO HER.
EAR MISS FAIRFAX:
C )ME, gather closer, children, dear,
and listen to these Christmas
tales J am about to relate.
Once Upon a Time There lived a little
urirl who was never satisfied. She waited
a Whole Lot of things for Christmas,
and when she got out her stocking to
hang it up in front of the fireplace, she
was mad because she saw how small
it was.
“It will never hold all I want,” she
grumbled. "I \tfish I was a woman and
wore stockings big enough to hold
something ”
Then she remembered that she had
seen a pair of her grandmother’s stock
ings in the closet, and when no one
saw her she got them out. and hung
them by the fireplace instead of her
own!
And when Santa Claus came down the
chimney that night, children, dear, he
saw those stockings large and thick
and sensible, and thought they be
longed to an old lady! So he put in
them a pair of spectacles, knitting
needles, a night cap and a Bible!
And lots of us. children, dear, who
want a whole lot of things as we pas-*
through life, and are not satisfied with
what is our share, are going to catch it
some day, just as this litle girl did.
* * *
Once Upon a Time a little girl and
a little hoy looked in a book and saw
a picture of a kindly faced old man.
He had red cheeks, a big jolly stomach
and a long beard, and he carried a sack
on his shoulders filled with toys.
"That is Santa Claus.” their mother
explained, and ever after that his pic
ture was looked upon with great love.
They wrote letters to him, they
talked of him. they dreamed of him
they wished he would come to their
house to live or that they could go to
live in his house where all the rooms
were hung with sugar plums and filled
with toys.
“We don’t see.” they grumbled to
their mother, "why couldn’t you have
let us stay in the hole in the tree where
vou said you found us, and let Santa
iind us?”
But she only smiled tenderly at their
complaints, and at night when they lay
asleep dreaming of their imaginary
saint, a real saint, tired and worn, sat
up late dressing dolls and scheming
and planning means to buy them the
things they wanted. She denied her
self new 1 clothes, and wore her old hat,
and stood between their wishes and
their father’s complaints that he wasn't
going to give a cent to this Christmas
tomfoolery, and on Christmas morning
was rewarded by their gratitude to an
imaginary Santa Claus and the cross
looks of her husband.
For it is not, children, dear, till you
have grown up and must he Santa Claus
to your own children that you realize
what a pitiful experience Christmas
means to a mother;
A visitor one day mentioned to Vol
taire that he had recently spent some
time with Albrecht Von Haller, the
distinguished Swiss physiologist.
"Ah,” said Voltaire, "he Is a great
man. a great, poet, a great naturalist,
a great philosopher—a man of wonder
ful accomplishments!”
“What you say. monsieur.” the vis
itor said, “is all the more creditable in
you, inasmuch as Von Haller does not
do you the same justice.”
"Alas,” replied Voltaire, with a grim
smile. “Very likely we are both mis
taken.”
* * *
A Scottish farmer recently paid a vis
it to a South of England cattle show,
and while walking around got talking
with a. native farmer. Neither could
well ‘understand what the other said.
The Scotsman got a little nettled at
this, and put it down to the English
man's stupidity.
"Man,” he said at last, "yer cows
moo a’ right, and yer cocks craw quite
plain, hut I’m hanged if I can mak’
you oot.”
* * *
Visitor (sampling stout with evi
dent appreciation)—Really, this is
splendid stuff. They say that it is
both meat and drink.
Workman (interrupting) — Shine,
an’ it’s roight ye are, .sor; an’ if ye
take plenty av it it’ll foind ye lodg
ings, too.
I am tw’enty and have been
keeping company with a girl one
year my Junior for the last three
years and w r o>uld like to marry her
only for my parents’ objection,
which is on account of different
nationality. I therefore ask you
would it be right to marry the girl
or not? B. A. B.
A FTER monopolizing a girl for
three years it is no less than
dishonorable not to marry her if she
loves you.
But twenty is young for a man t
marry. Wait at least till you are .
age.
• HAVE FAITH.
JJEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
I am eighteen, and deeply in
love with a man three years m.
senior. I have been told by jealous
boys that when I am absent he i.s
going w'ith other girls. He w’rltt-s
me nice letters, also takes mo to
theatres, and he says he loves me,
and doesn't go with any girls bu
me. WONDERING
U NLESS a girl has faith she o
never know a happy love affa
If you cannot believe him see no mo:
of him. Don’t enter into any to'
tionshlp with any one and eA;
good results if you are suspicious
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