wonder clinging shake IDYL. head; CHRISTMAS Lizzie but they A and last, Jamie the first of “Oh,father!” at you out her your put around BELUM. was came neck, CHRISTMAS and was said arms my shining confession is good head the bed. for curly him, her say “Here is five dollar pretty an open bill to a papa gave t>h, the wintry winds blew chilly through the born! This Christ is the day that Mother, soul. dear heart, pleaded was shan’t she “You “Rub-a-dub-dub, old coat-sleeve. rub-a-dub-dub,” his beat against lor because bad girls don't ’ me you long and dreary night, pray. wild, and Hark the music, sweet to and prayed, but I vowed thinking l>eat I'd him little Just pleased Santa father. Jamie, Claus’new talk that “When the toughed the But the Christmas ring gaily through the go on bells wharf, on way, steamer forlorn, and That wakeua glad hearts li that bit of for insolence. again, and hang dim morning light drum, and all boy the three little husband father you’re again sleepers and his gray, up rushed child! the blessed a greet my To upon In the cold and gleamed moonlight sparkling sir, of “Well, I the chance. sake the started rubbed stocking tp-night, g*t their and bounded it! My husband had stepped lor never back up, your eyes, to the white and drifted ring clear O bells, that snow. Mlver happened That so Christmas, Lizzy the floor in too. old times.” to twinkling. friend speak the wharf, on and, to but a u on But the morning blended sunlight with the All the winter morning gray, baby then. Yes, dough that mornin’ I “Such beautiful apple and things,” “Will shouted Rose, for their seizing him, put a he would was have some an hearth-tire’s cheery glow. you world sleeping hear Rouse the to up found Christmas I'll from Bill— Lizzie Dolly? Well, present emptying her in stocking. tried it, tojump board. a He telegraphed nuts see. Christ to-day. That born on was Cfiitne, chime; merrily chime, he’d his earnings all for three almost if mother!” he spent “The beautifullest isn’t doll this Bless here in all his father, to took the night and very us express, Bells of the holy Christmas time; children start from sleep, Ring till the months, Ben told it—but face get shouted, locks to world,” shrieked silver sweet hugging and Bess, the there before the me, boat arrived. a as new was Wake with music the that echoes be, joy to the dream ot your Sweet with there Bill,” wasn’t the fallered. old lady, I voice doll, door. Why and appeared the dancing it till its little “He had at no elegant picture painted sleep, wax hands, and leap, an ot their little And clap “He letter—and left that he said— anybody before. glad When stuck in its head. the mountains their little to solemn fast the and a in girl, Christmas aloud in glee. gray eyes And shout never was so see every we watch keep; by—to good all of old Susie, and thought So Ann’s better is she to Madge seated herself the floor, dress it with flowers, and us, even call The you it— on Ring gladness of earth, out o’er hillside and sorrowful Ring till the your ones in the stable. You’ll old out me,” Christmas with you’d keep speechless with delight. excitement In her Christmas Angel. excuse your main; toil and in tears Whose spent lives are and the horny hands fumbled for handkerchief; dear heart! she pulled off little man? Bless the woolly dog’s a your Ring New mirth till the Year bells echo the alas! for That place leave, no could “I thought I bonnet tell the had silk tail, doll’s Lizzy oft the and chairs, DOMESTIC taken broke three and ECONOMY. strain; In the dreary gray all years. Toll story—but some—how—l—can’t.” for old seated her the year’s record of and shawl, and smashed four while admiring woolen them. wrong, cups He said— Johnny Cake. —One tender words buttermilk, Shall Wail for quart the its losses in agonized hear Mother Rolf had turned face her song; before Mrs mother in the old chair, She threw down the Dolly Varden, pretty away arm mourn”— that all •*Come Chant glad for victories unto teacupful flour, two-thirds ye me a ptean won, teacupful hide the slow falling from splendor the to Roll noticed the tears for which had longed, two she right extra ot so tread to strength And anthem of for the days And gather hope that anew an little salt, molasses, teaspoonful a one that had often Lizzie candy, wept. into thus tea-table. Jamie’s molasses cracking eyes The His feet have was will path worn. come. saleratus, leave beaten; it one egg, looking of the window, perhaps dear. We’ve out its dress. for minister, head and spoiling Unconsious “It's the at its my bells, O Christmas sweet. thin that it will almost ring Ring loud, Flash ruddy lires, in roseate light, bake in your so the run; stairs—caught minister mischief, she hopped live <»f this last got moon. a up soul waking to of And each Weave fair pictures memories tune prayer, If will tin. it is light, it us not be because a The minister like deacon him for Christmas. The statue, Bessie's and the four sat sent call, went at a arms up swells joyful The bright; while paean your it is thick. too folded his lips breast, fastened I, together, him, and glad enough dancing around hand hand, he’s full, in the air. Upon frosty Golden the on and let the embers burn, was so room, warm fixed if Peaches Cans. —Peel ripe peaches old vision As of memory’s tablets though didn’t make the and singing of their glad little he the for at in eyes upon we top as some pages you, up clear, and sunshine dawn, turn. misty Through that troubled but folded them into halves, them him, the iu_ cut put Why is!” voices, lady. here he “Merry Christmas.” ; arms of hearts the callous Ring till men. littte'sugar heaved with the deep chest preserving- kettle, with entered softly, and breathing. had ( Meanwhile The in old Tim the garret a up a young man blotted up with sin, Some of the Christ thought of pages are the Stirred with so.near, sprinkled them. “There, I’m Let them in old heat stood by -the door, like through now.” said the and bed ,stared stocking, sat wrough‘ since the Old the Wrong has been over a one up at and again. now in soft Grow warm thoroughly in hoarsely, heaving of hot the dream. sigh; Year in, then pinched water Nancy. great came man, a pan a on z Christmas done since the last Evil been “there When ain’t the peaches tender Impulse turns is Didn’t much scalding Ring in, sir. This mother. tell. We’d ’a’ been, and “Come “He's and and till the to range. are moie come gone, time, deed; thought, to To pitying hot them in glass jars generous thing put and for owned seal them good she that day such luck, somethin’! Oh, 'Rabin Nights!” expect went to I never! to given ‘ every we crimsoned unspotted Hands then are spirit burns Ring till the eager have his blue I—why, back. sick what’s the Turkey yelled girl. Tim. went up. our eyes crime, see with To need! j all that succor for nothing. Benny broken and sir?” hearted. truth Hearts colder to “Merry Christmas, screamed hooraw!" matter, have Custard Pie.—Scald w«h grown Apple the milk • love to There, there, don’t ! The question untimely, for he old lady You Nan, flying not of bed in her ’little and voice, with heart ring, cool; And while and let it cry, — out grate was ragged sweet we some apples birthright trifles their Bartered for all God! home this Glory let door almost time, and good to who by the had turned we’ve petticoat. staod men say, got are each cupful have of apples to twothirds , ; above. rejoice soul living And help every white, of his make She seized while the to it ghastly muscles the stocking and brought company cupful powdered merry. of four sugar, to-day. That Christ born was there’s of “Dut little whisper Tear-sprinkled that mouth twitched. tell, the bed. to to They hugged the stocking. pages, a young cupful milk, more well-beaten Monthly. —Baldwin's eggs, one onefourth loss— I it “Cold, ain’t sir?” the farmer, must clear all and They hugged asked it. everything in They man. up now’, line you of earthen nutmeg; a an and bearing wearing Of the thorn-crown, don't think harder toward him. help hugged “Come other. ot They hugged Mrs. each to nor you can rich and CHRISTMAS going up pie-dish with let HAPPIEST crust, it THE the a cross The Lord’s forgive Bill I the fire. Lizzy, him of Vic. who had witness hot trust. their turn to me. crept the me, fill with custard a cup Pages bitter have been m bake; then and let which tears o’er wrote about after, from ginerally the I’ve noticed that ministers ain’t joy. “Merry Christmas,” the the children, hedges. Over tea. the all wept; Snow me a year half hour. sang it bake for be eaten on an glad sunshine have which the West; L said he doing well I dare blooded people—not like and wrinkled, old Mrs. Vic. shone and road it ages on of field white waste was warm cold. a slept, ’twasa good enough letter, but good-will that I who chop and hoe, and plant “Peace earth, man"’ sunshine, of the to splendor say with the somethin’ us, mean, on Pudding.—Take wealth of Chester large precious, the the t seas ages so a it riled and, though I dig.” listening overhead. and the angels diamond. made crystal in my anger, sang Never would with every a tempt to parting us lemon, the rind, the out grate squeeze forgive him, meant I thought of how old By this time the hud to Rolf windows of the Inside the these. young man nearly juice; dozen sweet one one I might him make recovered his I wrote faded, He took frost-flowers had farm-house the more sorry. composure ANGEL.” “THE CHRISTMAS bunciT dozen these), bitter (pound holly! Deck the walls with and one green him that his dead— blessing; mother his the table, asked twas purity. stainless of seat at leaving clear ovals was awful, a tire! Heap still the Christinas butter, pound loaf the quarter more sugar, wasn’t it? I’ll forgive and this his time voice sounded snow-birds, used only Outside little not the pretty, never, never depot junction in embers, Two hours wait Build castles the to at your a yelks all into of four put eggs; a saucepan myself for that Don’t musical if there but tremulous, old try to stop spires! being cared by the matron flaming for sweet Glowing to turrets, as were me, day! irrepressible mid-summer That on a slow and when the fire, butter over a old lady. I’ll the whole, it But noticed windowsills, hopped the tears farm, the own up at now very near no one had This time he on boy around. came melts all beat together; line dish Bring gifts of and friendship, the love a that I’vfrbegun. I don’t wonder but Lizzy, who behind the breasts catching it tea their puffy little sat you urn him find begged tempting fruit, and I to True heart-tokens let them be; with puff and lay the mixture; paste, in look sir. I think he’d and fear, thought of nothing at did write I but and of reflected splendor me, the now, snow. faces, husband. lady side said: sun and all, with joyous A One at my my bake in quick It should be oven. a another letter; and when I the minister, in seemed John who, to wrote Christmas. his to before turn Gather round Christmas tree. day It the me our do but “Excuse was you carry a purse me; table sent to napkin, with the on a him again, have for tender, placid stranger word that that only sent He Rolf did a expect me not was, eyes travel?” company. when you of whites the beaten and laid Christ-child, ’Tis birthday of the the eggs upon he’d gone—and face, whose shone silver there what temples the cruel when Dea. surprise by therefore, taken was my on with husband.” “Never, when keen feast; His sake For my the top. we our did for will I of beautiful old face mad; mind curls the of of share to Stokes me. was age. my sent a liiyl him, They seek shall surely man that “Let tell story.” young over a you me a Queen Mab Pudding.—Soak sixpence have been crazed. must humbled the dear mother. But a it in East! Lo! is the Christmas His star his bounty. “Thanks.” packet of gelatine in water —Alice M. Guernsey Aldine, sir; and wh« in knows but God warm stranger?” minister, be me, “So you’re “Hope you've enjoyed sir,” may require do ye, And this is what she told and I tea, a your me, for hours; then boil pint of milk two that boy’s soul hands? a at drew the greeting, he kindly his poor said farmer, they the my tne drew to doubt its truth: as was not up as with add the lemon peel and gelatine. to 1 only his but not took home, his mother arm-chair the crackling leathern fiie, and Rolf knittingneedles great to Mother took her MERRY CHRISTMAS. thirty-five up “My husband and I was a When the dissolved, latter is from him.” these parts?” hickory fire. “New to from the little checkered basket girl of when seventeen country we were and in gently thp sweeten to taste “I think I’ll up-stairs,” said the Companion.] pour (Youth’s the reply. “I’ve “Well, new,” not stand in go the the small “Bless married. bridal end was Our tour to on corner on was yelks all back the of four to rising minister, abruptly. eggs; pour here before.” been does much good and four little ’Twas Christmas Eve, it to Christmas father’s, in his Boston. We at me, me so see custard and simmer “Ah, sir, you’re over to saucepan as a hereabouts. stay like folks “You don't look much mother here! that sorry you come running round the I’m lonesome when children boat from New York. The took steamer nursery were it slow fire, allowing boil. not to w'ith who has done wrong!” a should a’ I don’t but I know one like floating, so she’s that I feel feather their in their night-gowms, hanging and, shown elegant, having to gone up a was me thick enough from When the “No, don't think of it! Here is remove often furriner. I’ve for took no; ior don't know where.” my Nicholas, and chattering 1 stockingf St. stepped he I out. you a stateroom, went my and in gradually four fire stir of hand,” and hurried he from the ounces gincrally. folks like thought ministers wa'nt “Father is used me,” murmured room. about their expected glee back read little, watched to the cabin, great so to in a Continue preserved cherries; stirring The little family dispersed in silence. about of There’s setness sort smiling, while the fire mother, the traveling companions deal, presents. great a gave a my nearly cold, then into till mold. bright glorious sunshine blue A and pour a I'd if faces—though scein’s their of and heaps enough bloom the look of youth her aged think I shall have you “I wondered friend had found seen to what he on sky greeted Christmas Day. The stranger Ham Balls.—Beat until been six hev long somewheres. How face. back,” break old Santa Claus’ eggs the boat, until time and he very you a presents to came supper down stairs all smiles. light, and add flour gradually until minister?” came if reaching tiptoe “Well, said black-eyed Bess, forty together did The cabin-maid asked if I you not. upon yes, years “Happy Christmas, cried sir!” the have batter stiff enough admit of to the ‘•About two years,” of 4 folks used other. tiny her makes each You hang the stocking said, to going I ‘when a answer was to to up see were supper. my , farmer; Happy Christmas, old lady! Just rich made into balls. Prepare being and fell full and voice the low of children, delicate, the is Newport. Ann, doll. Belle Nahant and husband for She me.’ went some so to one conies Here's’ please this to step cold ham, and lean mixed, sounds, boiled fat by ruder attuned our said deftly the mother has there way. Rose, to fori “Poh, Bronson,” Inquiry made; to Bess the office. —there sometimes; upon ears go was stockings that the child Why, put chopping flour and smiled. it fine; then it, old looked that the after all, up. hair into massive tell there's braiding her golden like such boat. Then up very up the man you, a no nurse was no man on Lizzie, Lizzie, bless heart, we're with the Drop steadily and mix batter. the balls gazing queried, “Possible?” he Lord blessed your Claus will just mother. The think should in daughters, tail;” Santa the captain's that I “1 “pig request us came nothing but children, There's all! melted lard that after is boiling tyot; “Why into fry, thick eyebrows. from under his sir. chimney with snch We’ve three. coming down the had ‘Would die ‘show ticket.’ I none! got my and minister. mine, and for the and drain them then till sieve free than twenty! think yours I wouldn't “I didn't hope one things.” had have old load of fare?’ I in I please not on a more to you son one a my a my pay my How fat ! they I haven’t laughed gin’rally.” from the adhesion of This You’d is deceptive. call But Madge, looks »f things are dee-r,” wailed little take dee, inquiiy; there to Or “O cent! Farther any grease. me age, care was certainly hearty Christinas twenty nice ham after has is it does; and tor to you? Folks wouldn't so mention of if they become something beside mornings;’’ the boat, I seventy, farmers, heart broken the way use at such a began a mere on no man and he proceeded pull the to out table several days, and been to sent Guy I’m sixty-five next only him down I wouldn’t cared. It would “let ’a’ ’a’ dead Santa Claus; set a come to come me cry. contents. good deal has been from the joint, cut had sight of Fawkes’ Day. I’ve little trouble, wonderful, I and tuff little girl.’ (She have minister first, Wose, do, to please, out “ ‘That won’t expect, a up my a my “Doughnuts, lady—and—here— old that it longer makes sightly sighed and bent his though.” He for much Perhaps the Lord it ’tockins.” “We’ve small.) too so no a very a son. seen saw was very why, Lord help here's pocket-book! dish. fire. night-gown the for me, a his wa’n't good I’m the Jamie wiping of fare, I’ll that. Pay put to not eyes on on you me. one was your or and fifty-dollar bill in it! And here's Salad.—Boil large-sized Chicken of sixteen girl beautiful Just then Lord for a a bleeding little fingers, blame the folly. his scratched and off.” a entered a my own letter! Where’s specks? You read it, spring chicken about hours; let it started two kitchen, and at the awkward with pins from “My boys fine boys, but didn’t my in his had bright thought. ‘My trunk I attempt “I torn were a mother.” cold; then all the skin and get sight of his chubby the how and suspend stranger. know ’em. I brought tacks is here.’ to treat to remove own was “Dear father' ” beganphe old lady. old fat; then chop quite flue said the not mince sir,” “That’s Lizzie, farmer. much if please.’ alone, and didn’t know sock. ‘Show it pretty “ to as as up you me, “Oh, it’s from daughter in New the have quantity pf meat; our coasting, and sliding, boy Bill and Tired the baggage. Benny bright with And he with the nature. went to same were me Ybrk! There's where the chopped celery and the yelks of four look, her The little fellows; handsome, money come lesson-getting, and hurrahing and ’Your strange like old and him triumphantly. I pointed it too, to gave a young man my from—and”— Suddenly he turned pale, boiled pressed smooth silver with of his, then, hand both took her in but spoiled day, Jamie knelt lady here; I them trotting of the is please.’ by being key, eggs a seeming now you the first few lines read. then wooden take pint of it drop, and his ardor, let restrain overstrict. as were suddenly his Then locked it and has the down to “My husband to or spoon; one say prayers. “What,from Bill—my boy! Our boy, and milk, bring it just boiling to In chair. sweet his robed figures sank back It little white key!—but the lock 1 " makes ache think all the other break sometimes to a me you may old lady—that good-for-nothing blessed then add heat; the yelks of said father, the blushing two “Lizzie,” her and with dropped beside the little object.’ how I them children. Bill, down cots, of the trunk went ‘The “ as on may owner rascal! No mother”—he forward well this dressing beaten; toward the turned him, ‘‘take their girl wild came folded hands murmured he the tried with I bend “ ‘Zi mine!’ to is eggs as soon as evening was one; with shaking be—good hands—“it can’t cold, add table-spoonful is of and then hurry up-stairs, minister's bag petitions. him, I broke him sir. thanks and little girl, He quiet “Look here, not but one you are married, was and Christmas Day I Sent the and salt and good cider vinegar, to little that’s asxed with news, first the enough, fond of on “And dear Father,” ashore the but his please, I shall at too The put pepper supper, a a you way. did he? Here's handkerchief, the then mix whole nicely griddlecakes. best together, girl. Git money, little yourself taste; of a Madge, “send Claus all the landing. and behave other gentle, and Santa I had Go to your great home, up some was more wife; wipe quick. spectacles, I platter, and dyspepsy, and place trim they bring and bring Folks your him hope of him. Mother, here, ragged girls and boys, let in future.” she used to on a on say don’t wonder I’m the platter with the nicest life, the edges of all it—eat ’em Amen.” veins boiled, had blood in but I soften hard you cry. crying myself, good of things Please. “Every drop of but I had deal tiy to too. my never my ways, my a believe. I Will spend Christmas the of celery leaves. ideas the little it I had governin,’and echoed all and I bear because too. about would “Amen,” yet must rosy my own with believe us?” it. be I can’t I must Lizzie,” he added, noticed “I me! I before if five-dellar bill by them I died for it. mouths. The out see you my not never carry a dreaming. When come? There's he SELECTED MISCELLANY. “She’s on'y the girl left the in her ‘degredation of stick stick cuddled down dreamed first, the last, and stick can Then each of the the room. poverty.’ own as afternoon. four this Bill— at can't tell down turned sixteen, and I while and I of an express fast asleep, turned always. little bed and He sat you away, was soon spends life in He who all his is sport gone—dead—buried, ago—coming is. Best little would help she in It what amazin’ frost-fairies, “There is better said and way,’’ the visit- years snow-fairies the trunk. It the own. an was my a on my nothing who like but fringes —if I knew—what” one wears Bradford, and she if in and truth, he housekeeper all and boots, cloaks inoocence their tiny tell of swan's down my Richard and nothing but eats exclaimed “He’s here the now!” stranger, sauces. bread that would the will give window and all tor “No doubt of would it So, that, Why, do out-side the let too, — sat supper presents you some nursery sir. you Fuller. in voice, laughing, broken and selected for the couldn’t beat.” the the Queen when curtain keep had carefully know, them boys planting a crying lovely out to so was wove a we with glad Lizzie into while shout they proceed As multiply, wind could have “Will allow with the ran and the I put to up-stairs minute they’d a of [star-lamps, dear home. begin light the at sins ever to go a me you me, ones his arithmetic; the like in last figures before tea?’’ asked the night kissed it. I only few minutes I’d all long. arcund it and open arms. in the talk ’em. ‘No talk while fairies top tree stop young at arms sang my him death?” exclaimed “Don’t hug to stands than all that before for went Lizzie back. it all when allowed sit —that dinerent from this asked be stranger, work’ No wonder Very to motto. to more came nursery upon cosy was my farmer, chasing each old the the tears Browne. it.— Sir Thomas match under do thatV Did where just let “Sartainly. they rebelled; Flag Alley, night. Wouldn’t he put wonder they old hated me.” the in garret you a me no was bronzed cheeks; and his then other could he asked when the smaller I the wood, Lizzie?” didn’t Tim aud his ‘lt the question “They father,” cripple, hate over the small worst The authority of is imperious was you, came reason more if his held him against heart he too you’d be under like door had curled asked. ‘I to closed. from the of as Nannie, lay have the fire-place, sister, with than that of for he up a presume master; up corner a him Then he would let put he ladies’ cabin, said girl. end of it straight the the G© ’•Yes, lather,” mild go. ragged quilt, with left here. to emphasis. never old who the is unhappy, disobeys but one one length. him arms' at of off it until I nice man.” keep the and don't put “Seems he afraid did, old pulled their faces leave “I’m they lady, to to sort and I the other you he who disobeys is fool. a you a over a feast oft, and let “Stand smile. only with in rattle off Lizzie didn’t me drifted the the boat.’ cau't I wonder. They loved son, that through each other, my answer, a say snow riding The difference betwee* a mother’s there’s old Yes, walked the of ’em neither chair proudly and bit “I to “Not stuck them boys. If yes, window. There whipped, eyes. my two some up; are. nor arose was a one was horse and riding hobby consists in a glad of bit mine, and I’m face—not of I would bed, dangling cabin without him. but the glance at That’s right, the silver and that Bill, table in the gin’rally a get the other out spoons over a was room, horse this, that off get at one can a any between for heart there it, all the like could old cream-jug. I feel the us fluttered until I get stateroom. and the was rafter, to would stick him through thick from the torn not and to my a cry hobby, but time, can once on man a a hers long for nothing dooi it the said, when I old lady But to who ‘Wa nt thin. I’ve little Benny years. tocking. too known was to get came on off. get never minister, boy—a “And you’re feelin’ mobbey, talking minister.’ Silly children had fallen asleep flashed I I good have for his knees his brother. so a my The stateroom. tor Well,” to upon me, no a me riches. Wisdom better than Wisdom is of old minister! the servant baggage, glad along.” Tim’s opin nat’ral. I'm he a It had of but and sighed painfully, “God son my age about Santa Claus spot he forgive no no come own, was no my thee, thou guard guards but must depart of God. I Now the black cab, continued, garrulously, “for I in peace. loved all friend, character—even he He knows I thought I can ion that Santa Claus most doing sorts was no me. was diminish the Riches in thy riches. boy, forgive using, And low-sperited. He’d dretful Don’t like son, bad like in-maid whispering about feelin’ my children, right.'’ you me, my ol ’cept me—no ones. was the in of but wisdom increases fell his shouler, and he use son!" only time Christmas husband—where ? Where he be —sets Benny,'’ on by children, but they he alone “And asked better could, to the do my stranger, to me was poor . Arabic it.— proverb. weeping. overboard! fallen thinkin’. chimlys be? He have I ” of him?” had such must became onconvenient to ‘what come how God who knows “Freely, father. We learn sometimes chickens, him again! and I should brought the I hope he’ll be along. should “Jim Christmas is Anyhows, Bean “Ah, something sad down. more to over never see sir, till silence hard it has been keep than to sight of evil from in under off night, place, them mites, hid the in Hadn’t better have grimy the be in strange father. Benny growing my These put be an to two ox we a was me. up our forgive I the knows hour good. We should you. and buy to profit asked frost-fairies without of lodging, breakfast?” Lizzie. while the pie for and pride—seventeen slept to joy old, sir, came, quilt, cent money a on, a a years a friends, and found His I Through evil, since’ it is by while soft fur of and and we’ve snow-fairies in their cloaks and sheet fellow—when “Bless got fine, manly he brought mercy tnree common, or paper a yes; now even a me, was , far help havubeen of these goodness is away, the chinks And Christmas morning I through stamp! with the turkey, 1 fluttered somebody home five to-day, by years boots, many to three cent so rare. us in years ago men. his into for kind who toox the in for happy and and made the when would be watching little extra me and danced all the this they plaything,” I’ll get In brought him, sir, man This is out stark “ the children merry garret go a guess room say my time. of his abroad much family lived night. Danced and be? and bridal like through the where should wood. all Looks to-morrow; and dripping, this it party, that night, “ is mine.” This seat we snow on very as ; sunny mother I thought You know was and of frantic. I believe, of old the where I the log is almost my made face he? the heart A Christmas is the beginning and exemplification that of very eyes merry in grew was were. weary, weary steeled against dead, that heart Vic, in of insanity, old who I dear was kind, Mrs. I the broke.’’ with his dead body your the selfishness and all the in the usurpation of next came verge now was on queer, was, that”— children feeling had fallen pulled his asleep he old knit full after all the remember The As of softly health and fun he me, the world. overboard cap over were sure man room. was dear,boy, sake of Heaven, the “For if drowned, left Lizzie paused for ghostly .nd and his and my and felt that out. the when he skate little went out with the went to was was eyes reasoning is it All retrospect; Consists You of that. let talk Christmas are spend hands pirouetting in night drafts. wharf, would and folded her the the I for hoped more moment, girl he marry—and—that’s the us n« to on go on a a the application in of and facts satisfied.” is old heart here; shudder, and smiled and gingerbread with him. I often emptied her pockets the table-hnen, of home. She he There soft my even snowy came This way a principles previously known. was will quaint the thought transcribe could wish I I might have picture think I smile and and girl, books, when I what Were the boy thought. ice. place the She just saved, two a now, on was poor show the great of knowledge, importance But all day. of and sayings that doings the dark minister, had greeted and pennies, thrust been driven I only know who for thing! good, tin two them to. the A good lad he trumpet He’s young kind was. especially that called of experience.—J. command, all the words has the at hour. her father stocking with chuckles of delight, fright and horror of that warmly? When into the her Heaven. He to give one came so gone never us scarce Foster. could thoughts, fine writing, all the fine ‘whose angels shivering of little skipped, and chuckling, “One these table set. from his and then the trouble, babyhood. back, ores, was any of conception adequate face of the Father,’ exclaimed. not behold the never!” he “Don’t little bed. do always don’t back her “Well, I “You ask after the other convey an to own one— American Inventive Genius. household that reigned in that happiness mine the hand in and asked the table looks like the time and her Wby, said old about that Mrs. put beat all? Bill,” the farmer, Just that curiously. same came An English pal.'.ce that King's credit than gives to brighter told cried hard, and I her. Honey! thought that child. I into the garret with her Christmas why I There a Vic stole paper picter, so no was answer. a American genius inventions Day. for fifteen glorious Christmas at least ‘He’s dead, just of Said and mother’s gifts the door of the she, “Bill the all I broke, and the boy mamma as my some was one cosy nursery gone;' was and discoveries, which, it And she did and I’ll tell papa.’ Poor Bill! how ho opened and noiseless is, went hate gently quince sarce! Yes, he did, says, to old lady, got a procession me. was Conundrums. have been world. adopted the all doubt but, softened and I couid and did Benny! glided in. First with him, not going quince and I’m blame him, to over love not to either. so came sarce, mamma, These triumphs genius of American his the and “There! for conundrums by his great back log 1” he things full packages and there’s building I with her clearer light In sorrow answer own o a ye arms papers, see a now. thus enumerated: First, the cotton-gin child’s pleadings, he would help the his back the task, “beats of structure. with his full, bending day beat simplest then sweet are cried, to ! him for part then telling the Aunt One falsehood, is papa, arms me a machine; second, planing shake wordlywise off, capital But I him his hollow.” Then he stood with her hands full, and lastly here is all I thought. didn’t, Helen, He instance, ; the though; For answer: me. saw stars as a third, the grain heard ‘She is and other is head and him ruddy and the with contemplating the found Tucker, her neck festooned that afterwards.” fall shopping, alternately I Nurse out “One is grass reaper; mower say, crying fourth, the fifth, time hard, publicly;’ and I rushed printing haven’t too rotary cheerful table. to and knitted reins, her the The old farmer shook falling,* but jump-ropes and with too his head shop press; flames we sorrowfully; navigation hot-air it. mine by sixth, into the not—l with me,” conundrum to fit with and balls, ".nd state-room; steam; what’s the must matter and his pale blue around for shoulder strung “I do’t dim. or look or cups, no a eyes grew caloric and could engine; seventh, the sewing alone, hide the sobs I check. I feel Hamlet and tippets, just like jointed snakes, her laden not ‘‘Somehow “I’ll forget how “One is said. again: he turned And machine; he a apron never upon industry; The thought—One there eighth, india-rubber alone.” “Then if fire did let down, and soldier’s her to-night. Seems the last. Says is ham he, other at You’ll be for the boy conundrum came a was never a cap on me sorry ninth, of boat, the machine manufacture that awful who knew all; for necessarily contains remember how day, head. I father. pleasant. this You’ve look always something on even can some so horse for and dropped and shoes; sand blast Dane dolly’s I knees simply the dead melancholy stockings, and all, and tenth, unkind the little uncle Marcy, been and The unjust about and and I Marcy to on my —your me me, lathe; complete: said, ‘Pity pity, dear Savior. carving; eleventh, is and pressed down and the Here filled Save, ago—used this fire-place— won't suhmit it pork. longer.” diseased sqt at to long to me, gauge one running were any thirteenth, perish!' and said twelfth, I I these words the elevator; difference between the floor. But the children grain then—and the the kitchen watch “What! Child to it the of mine “What is to talk a over tome or over was overstocking?” and large again. loving artificial and infant’s and snow-fairies The little girl ice jamb the manufacture together the black that way! Why, I don’t fair crowd church slept sparks know but what over a wove away on an on on had convinced, and scale; electro-magnet “The difference between windows, and the* wind-fairies been and fourteenth, not the Wonder what if I hadn’t been Answer: outside the and stories. makes of tell paralyzed for sort came a legging.*—Puci. fifteenth, baby’s peered and and and through the glass made its practical think of to-night. Maybe minute, and had hold ladies’ begging in the her application; I'm tree-top. him got of him, I’d ’a’ a sang on me the Christinas morning father look, and then she in, machine printers. killed him. the glad composing him.” I When and for going that to mad. don’t I came was Defective I - >l'