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The Men Are the First to Receive Christmas Gifts; a Handsome Assortment of Hints
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The Real
• Saint
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.tie* to woman. 8ha It dlacrad.
ited for uvery failure, end Man
1* credited with her every success.
The little homage that hat been
done to her hat always had !ta little
Joke tied to It at big ae the tin o^.n
ed to a country do* c tall
Mar flattered her by making her a^j
tymho! of Juatlce. Then he tied a j
bandage over her eyes to discredit
ia*r judgments. He mod# her th# |
symbol of Liberty, hoping the com
pllmenf would aoothe her Into forge'
fulness of hit refusal to >et her vote
He made her the aymbol of Patience,
becauee that Is a virtue of which he
la willing to let her have a monopoly.
She Invented lx»ve, he stole th#
idee and made a boy child Love's rep
resentative She Invented Christmas,
and he made an ins ne-look ing man.
too old to held any other political
Job, the Christmas saint.
It is time. Children Dear, in these
days when every woman is demand
ing her right* and tearing the veil
of hypocrisy off the face of man. that
you should know the truth.
♦ he saint who floats through your
ante-Chrlstmsa dreams, dropping
from a reindeer chariot hags of
goodies and toys Is a man, la he not?
► with a long, white beard and
highly colored cheeks'* Then wake
up For while you dream there aits
near your bed unappreciated, un
sung and undreamt, the real Christ
mas saint. Your .Mother!
HER CHEEK H IMI.K.
Her cheeks are pale, through much
midnight preparation of your Christ
mas gifts, her eyes are not merrv, as
were the eye* of the man of >«our
dream*; they are tender and loving,
end perhaps a little wistful, because
' our wants are so many and her re-
pources so Inadequate. Hut, no mat-
*er how little ehe lias, there is always
Fomething for the children at Christ
mas; and though every gift repre-
e*nts self-denial, she never tells of
:he sacrifice, nor complains when the
credit Is given to tha Imaginary old
n an with the lazy-fat stomach sod
the long, white heard.
There is always Christmas where
there is a Mother. It is not a cele
bration that depends upon environ-
nn«nt embracing a toy shop nea, a»en-
cent store. It depends solely upon
the existence of a Mother.
In the da vs of the pioneer, when
the nearest toy shop was hundreds of
miles away, there was alwaj s Christ
mas If there was a Mother. A string
of beads, won by a little cajolery or
trwde with the Indians, a cookey man.
a bright red appU, a beanbag. or a
home-knit mitten, saved the stocking
by ths Are from the tragic droop of
emptiness and strings of bright-
colored corn, with Winter bouquets of
dried grasses end wild berries, gave
the houee the look of Christmas cheer
There is alwavo Chrlstmaa where
there Is a Mother It Is an event
that depend# not on any man. If It
* p ro left to man to dreaa the Christ
mas dolls the fig leaf fashion would
*e« a glorious revival, and after two.
or three years of worry the word.
"Christmas would pass away to find
a resting spot * n the cemetery of
dead languages.
t BY OF THK WOLF.
If It were left to man. the faint
cry of the wolf at the front gate
would acare Christmas Day off the
calendar With a Mother In the
home, there Is soma sort of a Christ
mas though the wolf Is scratching at
the door. x
True. Children Dear. Father will
claim the credit because he worked
to earn money to give Mother, but no
Father works as hard to earn money
to give Mother as Mother has to
w’ork to get it from Father.
She stand* between your cries for
more ar.d his demands thgt there be
less 8he is the middleman who
elands between the producer and the
consumer, sod her only profits are
your smiles Christmas morning.
And your pralee and gratitude for
the alleged Christmas saint!
—FRANCES L. QARBtDE.
7 he Gold Witch ._*e ^ Being the Adventures of a (loldcn-IIaired Heiress ) s By STELLA FLORES
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EFORE heir father’s will is remi the graat newspapers print 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 Bnrg, the proudest girl in society,
runs over before sailing for Europe to say good-by and to vow undying friendship. Tom
alone stands aloof.
•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 friends. But she finds out that the penniless orphan is
quite a different person to her wealthy friends. Cut to the heart she takes refuge in the con
servatory, where she tries to realize that she is really alone in the world. No, n<Tt quite alone.
For Tom, whose pride held him away from the heiress, hurries to sympathize with the forlorn
little maid. •
SNAP- 1
I SHOTS
BAY A Thrilling Story of Society Blackmailers
Henry Klion.sky. a well-known
American long-distance swimmer, has
; isi succeeded in sw imming from
Brooklyn Bridge to Bay Ridge, a dis-
uni't of about four miles, with hands
nd feet tied, lowing a boat in which
were seven men. The total weight of
the boat and its occupants \vi.s 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
ijet been disbanded owing to the fact
that all the members are. < r 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 time
back by the Duchess of Fife, secured
the last maiden signature of her royal
highness- excepting the signature ir
the marriage register. The Duchess
signed the Princess’ autograph al
bum at Buckingham alace on t’»-
afternoon before the wedding A lady
who is a noted autograph hunter had
offered the Duchess $500, to be paid
to any charity her royal highness
might name, for her Iasi maiden sig
nature.
\ clever American has Invented an
electric motor roller skate It is act 5
a;ed by a motor at the back of the
skate, but it has the drawback that
the skater must carry in his hands or
en his back a - of rather hea\;
a. < ftmulaiors to supply the cuirent.
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By LILIAN LAUFERTY.
The man wtio tells a girl not to
talk about things she doesn't under
stand will use m lot of Ingenuity to
keep her from understanding things
he does not want her to talk about.
Sometimes the man who calls his
sweetheart s “cute kid" when she
plays baby before marrisge, will In
sist that she is acting In a “rldicu-
Joualy childish manner" If aha tries
tha same little tricks when she hap
pens to be his wife
The woman who treats a man In a
frankly friendly manner either feels
as friendly as she acts or in in love
and not necessarily with another
man. For In the hands of the woman
who knows how to use It, frankness
Is an dangerous n weapon a» co
quetry. •
SOME MARRIAGES
- are like trestles between countries
that do not apeak tha same language.
Love acta a« a board of arbitration
and the two strange countries meet.
Join, become one. And does the
"board of srblt ration" at ay on Ita
Job? Does love remain to keep the
peace? Oh. no' The two foreign
creatures who are yoked learn to
speak-a aign language both ran un
derstand. learn to combine the Cus
toms of thetr countries- or they suf
fer the horrors of Internal war!
- are made with much elegance and
leisure and repented with very in
elegant haste
- float across the honeymoon into a
vinegary reaction from too much
sugar.
make a spinster long to se* the old
year out at a suffragette meeting, in
stead of causing her to be Jealous of
t-ie young wife who is b issfully cer
tain of tha longed for sure-thing
date for New' Years Eve
*re like an echo of Thanksgiving
and a forerunner of Christmas—all
P'sce on eartn and good will to man
<nd woman. And. after all. those are
t'.e only -eal marriages in a world
v pow«i to tell teal
Jewell
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(From the play by George Scar
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Thirty-ninth Street Theater, New York.
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TODAY’S INSTALLMENT.
And Captain Holbrook smiled—which
was quite nuturul. 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!" thought
Father Shannon—but he managed to
think it without the betraying twitch of
a single facial muscle.
On the Trail.
"The woman is still here." said Chief
1 >empater in his most granite-like tone
I He smiled in appreciation of Larry’s
j elaborated stage setting, and well-con-
I ceived histrionics
"You think so?" returned the Cap
tain reproachfully.
"You re not only accessor> after the
fact. Captain Holbrook, but the woman
who killed .ludson Flagg ts hidden in
this apartment," and hs 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 your time."
What's that door?" questioned the
chief grimly, pointing to the portal that
led to .Mine's hiding place.
Indignantly the captain replied "That
door leads to my bedroom "
" \nd 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
case. Captain Holbrook. ’ sjfa Graham,
sternly.
Captain Holbrook measured this man
the District Attorney of the United
Slates 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 .Mine’s friend If the evil hour of
knowledge must come. He thought of
that old Roman father Yirginlus. who
had slain his young Virginia at the
threat of dishonor- and he asked him-
.self what would the District ^Attorney
of the I'nlted States do if he knew
that his daughter measured up to the
standards of those who must he con
sidered guilty until proven Innocent.
For though the law sa> s a man is In
nocent until proven guilty—the mark
of shameful guilt smirches a woman
who is dragged before the bar of jus
tice in our scandal-loving country.
Holbrook squared tits shoulders and
decided that lie must light Aline s tight
alone—against her father if that need
be.
Stern Measures.
The three men, held by such varying
emotions that they might have been
worlds apart. Instead of all 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 Chiefs
voice.
“I 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 be
"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
—ami 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. "By
what authority’."’
"Mine." said Graham, Dishing to his
doom.
Holbrook hit his lips at the grim
irony of It all.
"Your warrant?*' demanded the Cap
tain. with a forlorn hope.
"1 am the warrant." said Graham
Holbrook half closed his keen gray
eyes as If to gel 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.
"Loui? Fourteenth said. ‘I am the
State.’ That misleads you. In America
even a district attorney must conform
to the laws. Mr. Graham."
"T mean to get info that room." 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 stoppln* you," explained Larry
patiently.
The chief smiled in grim amusement.
"Do you think you can stop both of
US'"’
The captain’s hand was on the chief's
wrist now \ 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 giinted a:
him while taut muscles rippled and
hardened to steel, too. and Larry llo 1 -
brook held the citadel of his lady safe
from marauding chiefs anti high offi
cials.
"I KNOW l can stop both of you-
and both'of YOU know it," was his
st»»rn declaration
"We didn't come here for any rough
and tumble, Holbrook"—began Chief
Dempster ir» a tone reserved for crimi
nals w’ho are cornered and must soon
acknowledge it.
"Thank you," interrupted Holbrook
with courtly irony.
"But we didn't come here without
men enough." lie 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 w r as to he
lie himself scarcely knew—but in the
back of his mind a plan w’as 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.
"1 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
horror. 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, she 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
oid man. Life turned him around
with an abrupt command to "right
about face.” and lie looked at the law
from the side of those whom he had
been forced to drive to doom if they
could be proven guiltv. 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 is 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 iti heart,
j though circumstance has cruelly sul-
I lied her life, must chafe in sorrow at
j 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 the
captain of her life.
“Tell him what you heard in your
library,” said Holbrook, calmly.
The Chief stood watching Aiine. He
was looking beyond her words—he
was striving to find the motive power
for all her possible deeds.
"That HE was to 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 Father Shannon.”
"What's your interest in this. Fa
ther Shannon?” questioned the Cbtef,
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—
fighting 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.
"J’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."
"I'm sorry, father—awfully sorry,"
said the girl, ineffectually.
“I can’t express my indignation—
mv sense 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—I love him."
To Be Continued To-morrow.
Advice to the
Lovelorn
Bv BEATRICE FAIRFAX
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YOU OWE IT TO HER.
EAR MISS FAIRFAX: •
%
Once Upon a
Time
C OME, gather closer, children. Wear,
and listen to these Christmas
tales I am about to relate.
Once Upon a Time There lived a rattle
srirl 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.’ kb*
grumbled, "I wish I was a woman and
wore stockings big enough to hoW
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 th#
chimney that night, children, dear, ha
saw those stockings large and tWfli
and sensible, and thought they bo-
longed to an old lady! So he put Id
them a pair of spectacles, knitting
needles, a night cap and a Bible!
And lots of us, children, dear, wht
want a whole lot of things as we pagfc
through life, and are not satisfied wifii
what is our share, are going to catck it
utle g
some day, just as this
girl did.
Once Upon a Time a little girl arrt
a little boy looked in a book and mm
a picture of a kindly faced old man.
He had red cheeks, a big jolly stomaoh
and a long beard, and he carried a sack
on his shoulders filled with tovs.
"That is Santa Claus.” their mother
explained, and ever after that his pie-
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 thdSr
house to live or that they could gn tn
live In his house where all the rootne
were' hung with sugar plum® and filled
with toys.
"We don’t see," they grqmbled to
their mother, **wfhy couldn’t ?you have
let us stay in the hole in the tree where
you said you found us, and let Santa
find 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 clothes, and wore her old hat,
and stood between their wishes and
their father’s complaints that he wasn’t
going to give a ceret to this Christinas
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 vcm
have grown up and must be 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 recerrtly spent some
time with Albrecht Von Haller, tha
distinguished Swiss physiologist.
"Ah,” said Voltaire, "tie 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 to
you, inasmuch as Von HaBer does not
dc you the same justice."
"AJas," replied Voltaira, with a grins
smile. "Very likely we ane both mis
taken.”
• * •
A Scottish farmer recently \paid a vi*-
it to a feouth of England cattle show,
and while walking around grit talking
with a native farmer. Neither could
well understand what the oflher Faid.
The Scotsman got a little nettled at
this, and put it down to the' English
man’s stupidity.
"Man,” he said at last, ‘*yer rows
moo a' right, and yer cocks craw quit®
plain, but I’m hanged if I can mak 4
you oot."
* • *
Visitor (sampling stout wfifh evi
dent appreciation)—Really, ttois i»
splendid stuff. They say th«* it is
both meat and drink.
Workman (interrupting) —jffliur®.
an’ it’s might ye are, sor; an\ if V*
take plenty av it itTl folnd ye'dodwr
ings, too.
I am twenty and have been
keeping company with a grirl one
year my Junior for the last three
years and would like to marry her
only for my parents’ objection,
which Is on account of different
nationality. I therefore aak 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
d ishonorable not to marry her if .she
loves you.
But twenty is young for a man t<
marry. Wait at least till you arc o
age.
HAVE FAITH.
DEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
1 eighteen, and deeply in
love with a man three years my
senior I have been told by Jealous
boys that whan I am absent he Is
going with other girls. Ho writes
, rne. nice letters, also takes me to
theatres, and he says he loves me.
and doesn't go with any girls but
me. WONDERING
U NLESS a girl has faith she ca
never know a happy love affaT
If you gannot believe him see no mon
of him. Don’t enter into any re.,
tlonship with any one and exp*
good results if you are suspicious
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