The Algona Upper Des Moines from Algona, Iowa on December 20, 1893 · Page 6
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' s MERRY Christmas come ud all my children's home; Sam's in from New York city, >nd Corn eel's come down from Rome; and her young uns, and my darter Susan's boys, Arrived last night at ten o'clock with trunks 'nd bags, 'nd noise Enough to last the hull year through, 'nd plenty more to spnre. Bat what's the odds? Noise ain't the worst of ills we have to bear. S find a. gfit for every one this mornin' on the tree, tKd what I gave 'em was the sort as used to come to me Xoog years ago, when pa an' ma was inan- aRin' the place. BuS, Lord! they didn't please the kids— <bat's ijudgin' by their face. iFct apples an' hard cider till you couldn't toardly rest. .And nil the presents that I gave was of the very best. :! got 'em at the village store for fifty cents in cash, •'Nd fifteen pecks o' winter wheat, a keg o' sour mash, 'Two loads o' hay, some butter, and a promise of some eggs— 'JThe cost was pretty heavy for a man with shaky legs. But as I thought it over, why, I didn't really mind, As long as they'd be happy'ml be pleased with what they'd find; Which I don't think my grandson was, because their city ways Has played old hob with Christmas as 'twas bad in my young days. Amanda's boy. Ulysses, when ho got his worsted mitts, Xooked madder than a hatter in his very maddest fits: 'Nd when my grandchild Bobbie got a handsome rubber ball 'That whistled when you squeezed it, he began to kick and squall. 'Saaie way with Sam's small family, incluJ- in' of his wife— I Haver seen a woman so upsot in all my life 'TO ken what I had for her came out—jest why, I do not know, JFbr my wife used to beam when I gave her a calico. So. fact, an twenty presents that I bought •and gave away, -~N(*fc one of 'em seemed pleasin', au' it sort of spoiled my day. 1 'Nd what is worse, they've brought' me down some fancy sort of jugs— 'They cal e.l 'em Royal Woostershire—the handles looked like bugs; 'INd slather id on the sides of 'eui two great green dragons sit. Batn'broaRht a watch-chain made o'gold that doesn't seem to fit The old man's waistcoat—sort o' makes me look too kind of loud, ".'Nd altogether the result don't seem to make me proud. "Isort of can't help thinkin' that the things they've brought to me Are worth three times as much as mine for them upon the tree, •••fid -when I see 'em actin' like as though they wasn't glad To got the things I got 'em—why, it makes mo mighty sad; lit snakes me pine for Christmas with its true old-fashioned ring, ••Vi'hen gifts was incidental, 'nd the season was the thing. Seven ot THem, i II E R E W E R E "stars in the sky,but they were dim, and there was no twin- i kle of light in any fwindow of the Uurch- jard place. It was f pretty dark for the [•night before Christmas, Jand there was less |crinkle in the snow where t'you stepped on it than r there should have been. Kot the least sound wns made by the feet of the only person >-who seemed to he stirring out of doors. flic could not be seen distinctly, but ! he walked all around the house and ujaine back to the front door. There was pot much of him to see, for lie was very, very short. He had an appearance of being round built, but he moved about in a brisk, lively, .energetic way. Ha stood in the stoop and looked at •fclie gate more than a minute before lie My eoDScience is clear! My part of •this job is done! I've been everywhere I <aould think of. I've stirred 'em up -and stirred 'em up, and now we'll bee -what will 'some of it. "Think of Widow Burchard and her •six children and no Christinas! Nothing else, either. Hardly a stick of -wood. Cellar empty. Pantry empty. too, except the milk pans. They've plenty of milk, but what's milk and potatoes without any Christmas, and .six children?" The question troubled him. for he -stood first on one foot and then on the • other, and looked up and down the rroad, and he appeared to bu getting impatient about something. •••There!" he suddenly exclaimed, but py&ilow. suppressed voice that no one could hear. No .owe did hear: but at that verv moment another voice, in one of the rooms in thf upper part of the house. ••There'." • -\Vluit is it. JackV' a.skcd another voice, that bounded at. if it were cm- up. "Did you hear anything?'' still. Billy! He's coming. 1 he it.—-"' ^^ji — dou't «mke auy whispered Billy. "They're all asleep. Mother said* he ,^ftsn*t fpingf fo jfc this time—'? ( j' . * ;"Heavy sleigh i'umiers will maka some Creak on ally kind of snow, nnd so there was a U£tlc noise dragged along through the gate, at the eastern corner of the yard. It came from the east, bvit it was met at the gate by another creak of the sauie kind that came from the west, and each was drawn by. a pair of horses anc( had a man with it. "How are you, Santa Clans?" .one of them asked of the other. "How are you, St. Nicholas?" replied the man he spoke to. "Caught you this time, have I? You won't go down the chimney!" "Two loads won't hurt 'cm! Pitch it over the fence kind o' easy, so we won't wake 'em all up." They were tall, broad-shouldered men, such as are able to pitch firewood easily; but the sticks they pitched refused to alight altogether in silence. 'Not that they really waked up anybody, but that a whisper at one of the windows said: "Jack, I can't but just see him! He's brought some wood. We needed some. Wrap Tip in the other quilt and come and look." "Don't let's Wake up mother and the girls, 15 said Jack; and in another moment there were two big bundles of quilt, instead of one at that window. was one of those two men, saying huskily: <, • ' "Well, Mrs.' Jofies! J-d6 declare! Are you here, ,or is, it Santa 6mus?" "I gtiess it is, Mr. l*ctera. * Seems 's if the hull St. Nich'lasfam'lyVd come to Widder lhirchard's." •*"Well, how are ye? and how is old St. Nicholas-himself?" -asked Mr :j Peters; but there were tw.o more shadows coming through the yard to the door, and it^wa-s'anotll'er woman's voice that iiiisvfered in a loud but mysterious whisper: "He's busy, all 'round,, town! TI6w did you get in? I don't care. Come on in, Nell. Come in, squire. I'm glad there's going to be more Christmas than I couldjafford to luring." , ; "I'll,take ye all hum in my slefglj," said one of the woodmen. "I'll,, go right through the village." "Jack," said Billy v drawing 'away from the Window, "they've all got in. Don't I wish I could ha' seen 'em plainer! Wish 1 IcnejSv what that biggest Santa Clans brought. Wasn't he whopper! I guess lie had sleds." "Oh, but don't I hope he did!" replied Jack. "There ought to be heaps of tiling^." There was no noise whatever":'in the lower part of the house before those shadows went through the door. There tried not to be afterward. There was Rest fun I ever had," said Mr. Peters. - „ "It's almost ' Christmas n6w," said Mrs. Jones, looking at the clock on the iJUiritcl. "It will be in a few minutes." • Th'erc was a great deal of whispering And' tittering an'd rustling, as they all Went oitt at the door and through the ;gate, and then there was more sleigh- runner-crcaking on the snowy road. "Hurrah for Christmas!" exclaimed the short, rouhd shadow, as he stood in the stoop and watched them go oiit of sight. "Glad I didn't work so hard for nothing. I stirred 'em up! It'll do them gaod. They hardly missed bringing anything they wanted. The widow and her children are going to have a Christmas!" Just at that moment there was a little noise up-stnirs. "Billy," said Jack, right out aloud, "I'm going to go and tell mother." "Why, Jack," said Billy, "it's no use. She wouldn't believe a word of it. She locked the front door herself." "I don' care," said Jack; "she'd want to know. May be she'd let us go down stairs." "You wouldn't dare to do that, would you?" asked Willy. "You might sec some of'em." They were too late, a little, anyway; for at that very moment the door of another room was pushed open, and a all faces in the room. Noise? there any noise? Why., the ci.lldren were finding out what Had come, and they Were telling their mother nnd each other. "Mother," said Jack, "don't yon and us children 1 count seveii?" "Yes," she' said, "but I never heard of but one Santa Clans."' "I don't care," replied Jack. "Billy 'and I counted. There were seven of them." Wn.T.iAM O. Tommy's Enjoyable Christmas* "I had a boss Christmas, " said Bcnr,y Bloobumper to Tommy Hojack. "So did I," replied Tommy. "I had as many oranges and as much turkey as I could eat," Benny went on "Get any presents?" asked Tommy. "Yes. Papa gave me a pair of skates; mamma gave me a pair of ear muffs, and Uncle Henry sent me a book." "Was that all?" asked Tommy. "Why, yes; that was about all," replied Benny, with some misgivings. "Then just listen to what I had. Pop gave me a safety; mom gave me a magic lantern; I had a big box of candy from Aunt Sue, and a drum from Uncle John, and a lot of oranges and dates; and I had turkey and cranberry sauce, no end; and I had lots and lots of plum- pudding; and I had an awful stomachache, and two doctors. I guess you can't beat that." OFUCMN OF FAMILIAR PHRA3E3 The wood was unloaded quickly enough from both of the sleighs, and the teams were being backed out of the lane. "So far, so good," remarked the short, round shadow on the door step. -Hullo!" • He stepped a step one side of the door, for another shadow was corning through the gate, and another behind it said: "Well, Miss Santa Clans. I've caught you, have I'.' I'm glad I got there when you did." ll Ha, ha!" laughed a girlish voice. "If I'm Miss Santa Clans, you are Mrs. St. Nicholas. What do you mean'.'" "I've a key that fits -Mrs. Burchard's front door, and you haven't. We can go right in." "Oil. what fun! Don't let's wake thi-ni all up. We can arrange; the things." "liood!" exclaimed the round little shadow. "But I spoke lo some others. There! Hurrah! They're coming."' "Hilly, :! said Jack, as lie came out and looked out at the window over the door, "is there more than one Sunta Claus.?' 1 "Ihinuo,'' said Hilly., "<iuess there must be. Aint you scared'.' They went right straight through the door. '•'i'was locked; I know it was!" "Santa Claiifc can get in," said Jack; "but there'!-, two more! Hear him?" h,e tvied, to Ueai' and TJItTIDIEIR, nothing but some dark shapes feeling their way around, until one of them that had a mutch found a candle. Even then you couldn't say there was really any light, for what is one candle among seven people, till on tiptoe? It is next to nothing; and it was a dark night, especially inside of the house. "Hang the skates up there.—" ".Mary, as fast as we fill the stockings, you pin them in a row along- the mantel—" "I'ut the sleds and bundles on the table." "Now won't the children jump!" "If tilt? sixes don't n't, they all said they'd change them." '•Mrs. Burchard's u real good, hardworking woman." "Guess she'll think it's Christmas!'' All was whisper, whisper, whisper: and the very short, round shadow seemed to slip around among them everywhere, helping to put the things in their places. He whispered to himself, for all the world as if he had brought the wood and everything himself. "Now, girls!" at last remarked the very oldest woman among tliem, as she stood and looked around the room. "Girls, indeed!" exclaimed Mrs. Jones. "1 want you all to get out, &o [ can put out the candle. Yon go first, and I'll lock th,e door behind us. >vonder how #i more than half-frightened voice said: "Mother! Mother! Santa Clans has been here! Susy and I saw him!" "Libby," came back, in a suppressed and anxious-sounding voice, "yon didn't, did you? Why, it can't be so! I heard something." "Of course you did, mother!" shouted Jack, bursting into his mother's room. "Billy and I were watching. We saw them! Seven of them!" "Seven Santa Clans's?" exclaimed Mrs. Burchard. "What can you mean?" '•Why, yes, there was, mother," said Libby/ "But I didn't count—" "I did,"said Billy. "'Twas awful! I know now how they visit everybody. They walked right through the door, spite of it was locked. I'm going down stairs." "No, no, Billy. Don't yon go," said Mrs. Burchard,, "Not till morning." "Oh, I want to so!" said Jack. "No, not one of you," said his mother. "If it was Santa Claus, it was for Christmas." She was tiriu, and none of them went down then. But. morning always comes early on Christmas day, though it is a long time coming. Candle light, lamp light and fire light were all at work together in the dining room, at least %n Jiour before there was for getting up. Christmas. How long has Christmas been kept as a holiday? Why is it celebrated on Dec. 25. Who have opposed the observance of Christmas? Why? What nations now celebrate the day? Learn some of the different ways of doing this. What benefit from proper keeping of the day? Do you get or do any good on Christmas'. 1 An Old-Time New Year. The method in vogue in New York city half a century ago was for the ladies of the family to remain at home, nruch as they do now, while the gentlemen went abroad visiting friends. The visitor entered, shook hands, took a seat, conversed for a few moments, and after partaking of refreshments— of which boned turkey and pickled oysters were the staple dishes a-/' sherry and whisky the most popular drinks—had another handshaking and terminated the visit. The custom is of Dutch origin. A Memorable New Year. New Year's day, 18.V.). is of historic importance. At thp reception held at the Louvre on that day the few words addressed by Napoleon 111 to the Aus trian embassador t egulted iu the famous war of the sujnmw of tl-^t year which Qt nation of shop* The unspeakable Tttrk.— Oarlyla. A tempest In ft teapot. --Montesquieu* We are in the same boat. — Clement L Corporations have no souls. -^Coke. New brooms sweep clean.— Lord Eldon. While there's life, there's hope.-* Cicero. In peace prepare for war.— Wash* ington. ;-'•• Save me from my friends.— Marshal Villars. Architecture is petrified music.— » Goethe. I will die in the last ditch.-— William of Orange. The sick man of ]5urope. — Nicholas I. of Russia. Nothing is certain btit death and taxes. — Franklin. The English are a keepers. —Napoleon. Straws show which way the wind blo.ws. — John Selden. Call no man uappy until his death. —Solon, spoken to Crrestis. What ever is' worth doing at all is worth doing well. — Chesterfield. Where tViiltornlness Mas its Blrtli; Intelligent physicians nre regarding with an oyo less a ml less favorable tho >ise of narcotics. Wliilo t.liose aro used in extreme cases to afford greatly needed temporary relief, professional efforts aro far more generally directed now-a-days than formerly, to 'means of building up the norvons system as tho basis of its healthful quietude. This is one reason wliy Hostetter's Stortmcli BiUers has rocoived the sanction of physicinns ns a nervine tonic. .Indigestion, unrelieved, is the fruitful father of insomnia, and the relief of the parent malady by tho Bitters is usually followed by n return to tranquil sleep. Overwork, mental anxiety, sedentary habits impair iligostion and weaken the nerves. The Bitters strengthens them by renewing the ability to digest and assimilate the food. Besides this, it healthfully. stimulates the liver and kidunys. Biliousness, constipation, rhmmmtism and debility are remedied by this sterling medicine. Sorno men got down on their neighbors when they (hid out Ihoy can't get up to them. " _ ___ $1OO Reward, SIOO. The readers of this papor will bo pleased to Jenru that there is at least one dreaded disease that science lias been able to cure in all its stages, and that is Catarrh. Hall's Catarrh Cure is tho only positive cure now known to the medical fraternity. Catarrh being a constitutional disease, requires a constitutional treatment. Hall's Catarrh Cure is taken internally, acting directly upon the blood and mucous surfaces of the system, theicby destroying the foundation of the disease, nnd giving; the patient strength by building irp tho co_n- stitution and assisting nature in doing _its work. The proprietors have so imicb faith in its curative powers that they offer One Hundred Dollars for any ease that it fails to euro. Send for list of testimonials. Address, P. .1. CHKNEY & CO., Toledo, O. by druggists, 75c. A person can be green and he can be brilliant, but uuliko nn emerald he cannot be both at Lho same time. Ruth Cleveland Photographed- Ever since little Ruth Cleveland arrived at tho age of vaccination, baptism and photography, usually concurrent periods, the loading photographers of the country have had ambitious to try their cameras on the'little girl. Whenever she appeared in public a whole l:attery of kodaks was awaiting an opportune moment for a "snapshot." Mrs. Cleveland has wanted a good picture by Mr. Rockwood, tho Now York photographer, and had long ago promised him, through Mrs. Lamont, that lie should have tho opportunity. Feeling that ''hope long deferred nmlceth tho heart sick,'' Mr. Rockwood recently reminded Mrs. Ijamont of her promise. Mrs. Lamont replied: '-I've kept my promise, and you -personally, but unknowingly, posod litr.le Ruth, made a number oE excellent negatives, and the family aro do- lighted. A woman has outwitted you!" Mr. Rockwood has tho satisfaction of knowing that among the hundreds of children-whom he photoprapnod in October and November, one was little Ruth Cleveland. But the negatives are under the inviolable pledge of "private pictures," i)net would not be published if he knew which was tho portrait of the little one in whom so many thousands are interested. No mnn was ever so much in love that lie found himself unable to sloop on Sunday morning. A Timely Bit of Advice. In these times of grip and pneumonia 'it is of great importance that we should know where to look for a safe and sure remedy. A slight cold raay become a serious one, tho scarcely noticeable pain in the chest is too often tlie forerunner of pueu- ' mania. The first cough mny lead to consumption (a cough in always dangerous.) Never nogleot a cold or cough for even one day, but get at once, as a safe and sure remedy, Kemp's Balsam, the best cough cure, which is recommended on all sides. It should be kept in the house regularly to avoid delay when needed. It is sold at all tho drug stores. Somehow, sitting up close to people you don't like very well, never makes you any nearer. Only One Might Out to Florida, Tho morning train via the Monon Route connects at Cincinnati with the 7 p. m. through Vestibuled train of the Queen it Crescent Route, reaching .'lucksonyille at 10:50 p, m. the following day. The service of this popular line is unsurpassed hy any line to the south. For rates, time tables, etc.. address city ticket office, ;.\i3 Clark street, Chicago, or L. E. Sessions, N. W. P. Agt., Minneapolis, Minn. The devil 1ms no quarrel wit 131 the man who never has uuy controversy with himself. Coughing Leads to consumption Kemp's Balsam will stop the cough at once. Go to your druggist to-day and get a sample bottle free. Large bottles 50 eta. and $1.00. It makes your burden twice as heavy to think about it. if the Kiiby U Cutli»e Teelk, Be sure and use Ilitt old nod wcll-iricd remedy, M»* "Wixstow's Sooimxc: i-rni'1- for Children TeetblBjT. More people stop thinking to talk than stop talking to think. Coe'« Cuugn Uiilfeiiiu Is Uie o\di l sV auvA bt:M. It wili bvinUv w> uColil quick* er than ut>,\ thing else, it is always 1'uliubJ.e. 'Ivy )t. A business man attends to his own business. <'llitiivon'H 9Iagl<: Corn Salve." WurraniuiJ to iMin; w money rcfuuduU. Ask your furlt. j'nuo I5i-t.ms. ' Some people siifceed in taking time by the forelock, but they cannot hold him. Is sold oil :v guaninli'C. It cut c.i Im-iplont C'on.sumr> lion. It is tlm beta Cuuuli Cure. ao.ci4..M)cli. <t #1.®, The man '-whose woj-cj can always be r»» Uad upon," never weat fishing. $39 Coiciwjaer SfuOJng Coots nav, to . *,- .$,,.< f.'... x^, ..4,,-v •.'..*'' T .^«-.r«*.fca,«£ i :T^>,.•',;.::*

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