Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, January 7, 1923, Page 12

SUNDAY, JANUARY 7, 1923. STORIES 8 The Lite Snow Maiden. | A Rassian Folk Tale. HERE was once @ good man named Peter, who lived wifi his wife, Anastagia, in @ little village on the edge of the forest. Now these two, though there was much merry company in the huts about them, were always sorrowing because they had no children in thelr home. The ‘woman never had to run to the door to see that her little one did not wan- @er away, because she did not have a ittle ona So Peter and Anastasia would stand at thelr window and watoh thelr neighbor’s chil@ren and wish with all their hearts that one of these was their own. One day they saw the little ones in thelr sheepskin coats playing in the snow. ‘They made snow forts and pelted each other with snowballs and laughed and shouted merrily. Then they rolled up the snow into a great snow woman and put an old kerchief on her head and an old shawl on her shoulders. “Now, there's an {dea, wife,” said Peter, “Let us go out and get a little snow girl. Who knows—perhaps she will come alive and be a Gaugh- ter to us.” “Good,” said the wife. “It's worth trying, at least.” So out went the two in their big coats and their fur thats and there in the back yard, where no one could see them, they set to work. They rolled the snow to- gether end began to fashion tt into a little maiden. And so long had they tenderly dreamed of a little girl, that their great love fashioned her now as ® most beautiful creature—the love Mest ever seen. ‘Well, towards evening, when the aky was opal and smoke color and the clouds lay purple on the efge of the earth, she was finished. There she was before them, complete. “Oh, my little white pigeon, speak to us,” says Peter. |to be drooping and Tonging for some- [Editor’s Note—The Trib the Magazine Section of ment of prose and verse by th the best articles will be print Roll will be published, conta best stories of the preceding Tribune Story Contest Editor nounce the winners weekly. Fourth, Fifth and Sixth gether, and Seventh and grades, but the best will tively. All the stories are written Lf position. ] paths in the forest, when the tiny green shoots peeped up here and | there, then the little snow girl seemed thing, One day she came to Peter and Anastasia and said “Time has come when I must go To my friends of Frost and Snow. Goodby, dear ones here, goodby. Back I go across tho sky!” Peter and Anastasia began to weep ané lament very loudly, They wish- ed to keep her all to themselves and not to share her with anyone. “Ah, my darling, you must not go!” cried Peter, “Ah, my darling, you must not go!” cried Anastasia, And Peter ran and barred the door while Anastasia put her arms about her darling and held her close beside the stove. “You shall not leave us! You shell not leave us!’ they cried. But oven as Anastasia held her tight, she seemed to melt slowly away. jAt last there was nothing left but a pool of water by the stove with a little fur cap tn the midst and a@ little fur goat ané boots. Yet it seemed to Anastasia and Peter as though they “Yes, speak, my darling,” says An- mstasia, “and run end skip end laugh Uke other children.” Suddenly, in the twilight giow, the Tittle maid's eyelids began to quiver, ® faint blush bloomed on her cheaks; her lips parted tn & emile. Then her eyes opened, and lo! they were blue as the sky at noon, All et once, she ekipped from her place and began éancing about in the snow, dancing lke @ little white sprite anf dancing softly, dancing like snow flakes whirled in the wind. "God be thanked,” exys Peter. “Now we have a little girl to love with us! Run, wife, and fetch a Danket to keep her werm.” So Anastasia ran and got « blan- ket and wrapped it about the lit- tle snow maiden, and Peter picked her up and carried her into the house. “You must not keep me too warm,” she said. So Peter put her gently down on ® bench farthest from the stove, and she smiled up at him and blew him a kiss. Then Anastasia got her a little white coat, an¢, Peter ‘went to the nelehbors and bought her & white fur cap and a pair of white boots with fur around the tops. But when she was dressed the little snow maiden cried, “It is too hot ‘here in the cottage. I must go out in the cola.” “Nay, nay, little pigeon.” says An- astasia. “It is time I tucked you up warm in bed.” id “O, no! no, not cried the little anow maiden. “I am a little daugh- ter of the snow. TI can not be tucked up under a blanket. I will play by myself the yard all night” And out she danced into the colt. Over the gleaming snow she trip- ped down tho silver path of the moon Nght. J ‘ments glittered lke diemonds, and the frost shone. about her head like a little crown of stars. For a long time the man and the good wife watched her. “Ah, God de thanked for the little girl thet has come to us” they sald again and egain. Then at last they went to bed, but more than once that night they rose to look out the window and make sure she tat not run away. There rhe was just as before, dancing about in the moonlight and playing 31 alone, In the morning she ran fsto the roltaae with shining eyes. “This is the porridge for me,” she cried, and she showed the good wo man how to crush up @ Uttle piece of ice in a wooden bowl, for that was all she would eat. After breakfast she ran Out in the road and joined the other children at play. How she playe! nnd how the dren loved her. Sie could run faster than all the rest. Her little white boots twinkled an¢é and when she glesmed as shoe ran, yi 1, it was Ire the ringing pea r bells. °! iny The | man and woman watched her saw her still before hem with her bright eyes shining, her long hair sreaming and heard her still faint- ly singing: = “Time has come when I must go To my friends of Frost and Snow. Goodby, dear ones here, goodby. Back I go across the sky!" “Oh, stay, stay, stay!” they begged, but all at once the very door that Peter had barred burst open. Cold wind swept into the room and when Peter had pushed the door shut again lo the Uttle snow maicen had yan- lehed! Then Peter and Anastasia wept and thought they should never see her again. Anastasia carefully laid away the garment she had left behind and often through the summer she took cut the little fur cap the fur coat and the boots, to kiss them and think of her darling, But when winted ha‘ come again, tt happened one starlight night, that the two heard a silvery peal of laughter just outside the window. “That sounds like our little snow maid!” cried Peter, anc. off he hur- ried to open the door. Sure enough! Into the room she danced again, her eyes es shining as ever, and she sang “By frost night anf frost day ‘Your love calls me here to stay, Here til Spring I stay and then Rack to Frost and Snow again!" So Peter and Anastasia clasped the little snow maid in thetr arms; she prt on her pretty white clothes again and soon there she was out on the gleaming snow, trippling down the silver path of the moenlight, her ser ments glittering like diamonds, an? | |the frost about her head like a crown of shining stars. Each Springtime off she went northward to play through the sum- mer with her friends on the frozen seas, but every winter she stayed in Russia with Peter and Ansstasta and they came not to mind her going, for the knew she would come again. Courtesy of “My Book House.” i The Visit to Santa Claus’ Shop. NCE there was a girl and a boy, Anne and Jack. It was the night before Christmas. The children had gone to bed. The girl had a dol! named Rosy. They hung her stocking, too. In tne middle of the night the boy saw his sister eltting up in bed. He turned and saw Santa Claus. Santa Claus said ,"“Oh! I forgot something for Rosy. I'll have to go all the way back to my ghop end get somehing for her.” Then the children said, “Let us go with you, will you?" Santa Claus said, “Yes, but don't | walt to dress. I'll put you in my | pocket an@ were very proud She is ell our own,” said Anas- taste. ‘Our ttle white pigeon,” eaid Petur. ‘When {t was time, she came in for her ice porridge, but though Anas- tasia sald to her, “Tonight you'll surely sleep inside my darling,” she answered just as before, “Oh, ho! No, nol I am © little daughter of the snow!” Thus tt went all through the win- ter. The little enow maiden meade Peter an¢é Anastasia very happy. She ‘was forever singing and laughing and dancing, in and out of the house. She was very good, too, and she di4 everything Anastasia told her. Only would never sleep fndoors. Bhe seem- fest and t at home when nowflakes were dancing and no storm was severe to seem other than her playfellow. But when there began to be signs of spring in the air, when the snow ever too gasitea ang one could run Cown the So he put the chfldren in his poo |ket and started. They came to a snow house and Anne safd, “Ts that your house?” |" “No, my ‘house ts made of candy,” eaid Santa. When they got there, |Senta Claus put them on the floor. One of the dwarfs said, “Whero did ;you get the earth chil¢ren?? ‘when | Santa came in. Santa replied, "I forgot a toy for/ her doll.” Jack forgot about Santa, and was riding e bloycle Banta said, “Come, let's go home, children.”".4, “Come on, Jack,” said Anne, “I want to ride the bicycle,” sald |Jack. A dwarf got on with him. The Gwarf bit his ear, Jack knocked him down. Then Jack down, jinto bet Jack had been Creaming. He look- od up and saw the very eame bicycle. It was Christmas morn, EVA SHAPLEY, Narth Cayper School, Grade 5. the Sunday paper this depart- Grade stories will be judged to- Eighth Grade stories together. Today’s department contains some stories from Si these be chosen in each class, respec- supers ate and the contestants help from their parents or from june will print each week in e pupils of the schools. Only ed, and each week an Honor ining the names of the three week and the authors. will judge the stories and an- in school, under the teacher’s are not permitted to get older persons in the com- Santa Claus. Gisee there was a Uttle girl solng to the store, The wind began to Hlow. It tuok her in the air. She was very much frightened, for she could see nothing but the Ky. Soon she felt herself coming down. Ecfcre sho knew what was soing to happen she found herself standing on the sround with snow all around her. She looked ell around, On one side of the street sho saw a house mde of marshmallows. It looked ike ner doll house that she had at Lome. Ehe was very cold and hungry, so she went up to the door and knocked. A little elf came to the door and ask- ed her what she wanted. She asked {f she might come in and get warm. He told her she could, so she went in. On one side of the room there were little men making toys for girls. On the other elde little men making toys for boys. ‘When she saw all these things she forgot about being cold. She went in room after room, till it was grow: ing dark. Then she went to st down by the fire, She soon fell asleep. While she was esleep olf Santa came in When he saw the child, he began to laugh for he knew her very well, When he laughed it woke her up. Santa Claus asked her if she wanted him to take her home, and she yes, she did. So he wrapped her up an took her home. In the morn- ing she found lots of toys. SADIE FERRIB, The True Story of Father Christmas. Gignac tect is the greatest night in the year. It is‘ night of mys- tery. When eve-vone is in bed ex- cept the pollcemen an old man comes Cown the chitnney in @ red cloale bor- dered with white wool, carrying over his back an immense saci stuffed with toys, which he empties into the stockings of good little girls and boys who are asleep in their beds, The policeman does not see the old househreaker and the smallest chim- ney on the humblest roof in all the world ts wide enough for his descent, pack and all. The fact is, Sante Claus, St, Nicholas, Father Christ- mas, or whatever name children may sive him is that—he is a ghost, He {8 a”ghost of that good old Bt. Nicholas who Went about doing gen- erous acts in secret, who slipped money, gold and silver, through the keyholes or uncer the doors of poor people and made homes happy with: ,Out letting anyone know how it jDened. Nicholas was a kind nian igs now @ kind ghost. An over world in Europe, Asia, America Africa, the ghost of the good man on Christmas Eve passe sd: lantilions of chimneys and fille jions of In English he is called “Father Whip- per.” This Father Whipper who ac- companies Father Christmas in France carries on his shouler a wic- kerbasket filled with tiny birchrods, and he leaves one of these whips for every child who has been naughty or cross or greedy durnig the year. Tather Christmas only comes to chil- dren who are trying to be good. Santa Clanus very often takes a human form. There ere so many chimneys in this world, and children wake up s0 early on Christmas morn, that now-a-days even a ghost has not time to go around tho world in-a single night. So the ghost of Bt. Nicholas splits itself into little atoms of kindness, and these atoms, like seeds thrown from @ sower’s hand, take root in the hearts of fathers and mothers and uncles ané make them all for Christmas Eve only—Santa Clauses. Santa Claus, even if he comes as your father or your mother, is still the loving spirit of the good old St. Nicholas AMELIA SHIKANY, East Casper School, Grade 8-A. ——————< >. Joy. ® large fine mansion in Fairy Town, i® was Christmas Eve. The fairies were all gathered around a blazing fire, cracking nuts and eat- ing candy The queen fairy was sit: ting on her golden throne with the king fairy. She was wishing she had—as sh expresse< it—one of those things they call babies. Just then a queer noise was heer at the door. The queen upon running to the door and opening it, saw, +o her great joy, a baby. She carrie? it to the throne, where the king was jsitting. Look," she cried. ‘What shall we name !t?"* The king safd he had a suggestion to make. The queen said, “It shall be obeyed.” “Very well, let us all go home and think of a good name, then tomerrow everybody that thinks they have a good name, come to the pal- ace, and the queen will take the name she thinks best.” &o everbody went home. : The next day there were only two fairies at the palace, ‘The queen asked tho first fairy what she would name it. The fairy said, “Viole.” She asked the other fairy whot\ehe would name it “I woul call it ‘Joy’.” “Such a funny name. How @4 you think of it?” “It brought great joy to you, so J would call it Joy.’ “Joy it shall be,” said the queen. So the baby was named Joy. It wav named on Christmas day, WILMA LUCILLE KISLER. North Casper School. OUR WORTH SERVICE is gas or traction to be found in tubes and wires, of dollars they ness. That is the rule The greatest assets of electric light and power companies or telephone, different gauge determines their great- Its usefulness to those it serves is the real measure of a value of a public service institution, ‘ customers to measure the -worth of this organization. Natrona Power Company the bedrock upon which the Public Utility indus- try is bottomed. organizations are not their miles of tracks, nor yet in the millions have invested. A far by which we want our A Christmas Tree OX upon a time there was a tree in the forest that was wishing that he could make someone happy. Ore day @ man came and cut him lown. He was thrown into ‘wagon ‘ith a whole lot of other fssBaie ed trees. Then he was taken to town: he was taken to a lot of houses but not one wanted to buy him, so at last he camé to a house end a num- ber of children came running out. ‘Their fathor bought this last tree, The tree was mad, for he. thought that the little children would pull all his green needles out. After a while he found out they wouldn’t, so he began to feel haopy again. He wes Muminated with candles on Christ- mas night, He bad all the presents on him when the little children got up the next morning. They saw all the presents on the table. The snow was all over the florr and presents, too. They knew that Santa Claus had come and shaken the snow off on the floor and toys, ALFRED EDWARDS, North Casper School, Grade 5. A New Year Surprise. NNA was walking along the street one day. She was very sad, It was the day before. New Year's, She thought to herself, “Of what use is New Year's to me?” She was a poor girl and, not having many friends, had no one to greet her with ‘:Happy New Year!’ She hurried along faster to get home to help get supper. As she went in, she though that her mother was acting queer. But Anna did — not think much about that. That night as she went upstairs to bed she won- dered what she would do the next day. In the morning she ewoke, heard @ bustling downstairs, and thought that her mother must be getting breakfast. So she burried into her clothes. Soon she was going down- Stairs. She was just at the foot of the stairs when she caught a glimpse of a little girl’s dress going around the corner of a room. Anna was only 11 and the dress of this little girl looked like one of Anna's biue gingham dresses. Now Anna did begin to wonder about things, but said nothing, for she thought that a surprise would be more fun, if there was to be any. ‘That afernoon about 2 o'clock An- na’s mother sent her to the store to get some candy, cookies and ice cream which was unusual with the Wells family, And besides, they were get- ting more than usual this time. An- na really did began to wonder at this. But she said nothing and went to the store just as her mother had told, her to do But lo, and behold, when she got inside of the house, music and sing- E'S HONOR PAG Our Honor Roll Pearl Mitchell, “The Little Tenement Girl’s Christmas,” North Casper, Grade 5. Horace Dunn, “The Little Lazy Boy,” Grade 4. ' Evert Lindstrom, “Santa Casper, Grade 4. West Casper, Claus aud the Clock,” North Eighth Grade S! and tory “The Toy’s Christmas,” East Casper, Best Poem—Teddy Nelson, “Winter,” Elk School, Grade 4. ing could be heard. She quietly laid) jingle, jingle, followed us wherever her bundles down on the cabinet, ran upstairs, put on her best dress end then stole softly downstairs again, go- ing in the direction of the music. ‘When she got-In the room she saw it had been decorated in the most beautiful colors. ‘There was a sort of screen of pale green that looked like vines from which the music be- gan to come. ! Anna sat down in the best chair the room contained. Suddenly some girls dreased lke fairies came from behind the ecreen, danced a while, then with a bow sung out, “A Hap- py New Year to you!” ‘Then Anna knew that {t was a New ‘Year's surprise, The surprise went off fine with the refreshments and entertaining. And never again did Anna wonder what New Year's was tor, MYRA COOK, East Casper, Grace 6. Merrily We Jingle Along. John had arrived home from an eastern college and was telling us some of his pranks he had played, and efter he told all he could the conversation lagged, waiting for some one to break the silence. A soft chuckle came from the big leather arm chair where father sat. Instantly all eyes were turned toward him, waiting for the coming story. Father began to tell of some of the mischief he did when he went to school many years ago, when he was & boy golng to a country school in Minnesota. Only the crackling of the fire and Dad's clear voice broke the silence of the room. He began in this way: “In the schooldays of your mother and me, during the month of Decem- ber. “Merrily we jingle along; nearly all of the country stores had stick candy with beils on them. Jack Rus- we went, If we were called to the desk the If we were sent to the end of the class we would! sana? asked tho West Wind. If we were sent us to stop and we would eay, with a bewildered Iook on our faces, ‘Stop | Miingle followed us. Jingle followed us. looking schoolmaster would, tell what?’ The teacher's pet threatened to tell, the old swimming hole. he hadn't. jSchool and made to give up the bells. never seen a teacher.” asked in the same breath. contented, she came in with a big dish of pop. corn balls. IRMA HANSON, ‘West Casper, Grade 7, called the Sandman, heard what she had said. {Sandman the San¢man.” } Lucy Lee heard this and she said, story: “Then he would grab and shake us but the bells jjingled all the louder. 80 we gave him a good’ ducking in He told the next morning, but later wished Wé6_ were kept in after We made the teacher's pet wish he “What did you do to him?" we all! He would not tell so we had to be! Mother rose and left the room and ‘was gone only a few minutes when Lucy Lee and the Sandman Ox day Lucy Lee ran to her little haunt down by the brook where she always ran when she was puzzled. Today she was wondering why they the Sandman. She said this aloud and the Willow The Willow said to the Oak, “You have been asking me all morning to tell you a story, so I will tell you the story about “Why they call the “A Tong time ago the Sandman had so much sand that he threw it |nbout carelessly until one day when ke jooked at his sand ‘t was nearly "PAGE THRER. jannd {¢ gone and I haven't 2 to go around; but I have an {dealt shall break each grain in two and jthen there will be enough.’ This was a hard task but he did it. Bue stilt thero was not enough to go around. “The South Wind said, ‘How cid # jyou get your first sand?” “The Sandman answered “The good Father brought {t here when he brought the world.’ “Then why not ask the good Fa- ther for more?’ said the South Wind, and passed on. f “T will wait and ask someone else what to do.’ He waited until the West Wind passed. “The West Wind said, "Why are you locking so sad?’ - “The Sandman said, ‘Nearly all my sand is gone, and I have not enough to go around.’ ‘*How did you get your first “The Sandman said, ‘The good Fa- ther brought it when he brought the world.’ Then why not ask ” asked the West passed on. “That makes two that have told Ime the same thing. I think I shall [try it" He sat in @ deep silence, foxy |that is the way he had for asking the good Father for anything, He got what he wanted and he never threw his sand about’ carelessly him for Wind, and was a good story,” said Lucy . “Now Iam so happy because ~ know why they call the Sandman the Sandman,” and off she ran home, MARION PETERSON, North Casper School; Grade 6. a A Christmas Story. NE Christmas Eve Sante Claus came in and handed out all our toys. Then he went out the door again. Mother left the room right away and went to the bedroom. She would not let us come in so we peeked in the keyhole. ‘We saw father throw his coat tn the window and mother put thent under the mattress, Soon mother came out and we went in. We got Santa Claus clothes from under the mattress. My sister put on the coat and cap and I put on dirty clothes and old shoes. We went in the room where the small children were playing end started to hand out the old shoes and clothes for toys, Mother heard the noise and came in to see what was the matter. She frabbed us and put us in the bed» room and gave us both a spanking. sell: and I discovered good use for|@ll gone; so he sat dcwn and droop.|Then she told us there was a Santa them, at least we thought we did. We ted them certain distances apart on Dinder cord. of bells on the end of a side pocket and let them dangle down. Jingle, od his head a while. Claus but he forgot and left his coat “When the South Wind came by/and hat and mask on the bed and ead? “The Sandman said. ‘Nearly all my =, it = = = . Save a Little Each Week! Over Christmas Bills for 1923 while the money is TCT 1889 eit) Have No Worries OL The Casper National Ban Offers a Last Opportunity to Join the Z PAY TOTHE © ORDER OF We'll help you solve that problem—how to meet th Christmas bills when they come due. The plan is awfully simple—you put aside a certain sum each week during the year—there is an increasing and decreasing payment plan, too, and by next Decem- ber you've saved quite a tidy sum. In addition, you get 4 per cent interest on your average deposits It's a plan that in this bank. makes saving easier. iy ae Christmas Savings Club eee eS Aeagc Write Your New Year’s Resolutions in a ‘CASPER NATIONAL BANK Book--Each Chapter Will Be Full of Interest for You MAY WE SERVE YOU “As Old a The Casper National Bank s Casper” eee eee UU UCU Then tied the string|end sald, ‘Why ore you looking so|she found his pants on the fence. DELIA BRENNAN, East Casper, Grade 8. “LOS 1923 — peta y the pants and mask. We got the ig ‘ ‘ .|ty clothes sack and filled it wi |"Oh, will you mind if I listen to it?" The Willow said “That is just what T have said for. Now here is the