The evening world. Newspaper, December 19, 1922, Page 24

| ini Re Drodigious strength section Johnnie work im the Barber ina far in E New Yorks most densely populate! who knows nothing of bis ongin, is maid of all Another member of the tamily is Barber's aged father, a veteran of the Civil War, who ives in a whee) chair and enjoys Johnnie's make-believe | Eye. urtating tm make-believe feasts served as ‘ url older than Johnnie, | Sonny, 1/1] make y" proud as he knows, and he loves her like one ys to make-believe piaces @ make-believe butler named is the boys sister, so tar ter Buckle Cis, a Joann: has fearneu what he knows irom Ciss schuol books and he reads and im- @gines He uses a make-believe and M: Astor Mr Vanderbilt al are on trendiy terms with Johnnie Iwo hours of travel and feast Johnme and threatens dire punishment The good neighbor Mrs. Kukor, whose | At the edge o' the floor showed open lephone in calling make-believe frends Met Rocketeller, all without knowing .t smith 1g with grandpa and mth telephoning to| stream. Bis millionaire trends has caused the housework to suffer Barber returns. seives affection 1s greate: then her knowledge of English, intervenes and assists in such @ housecleaning as the Barber tat seldom got johnny wanders from home. to Broadway. to Fifth Avenue and there ‘or irst time sees a real book store A woman who sees and appreciates fis | sightseers fnteres! gives him a bundle of books among them Aladdin He finds his way fo Madison Square Garden ana is taken under the protection of a one-eyed cuw | their feet.’ Boy, fed and given a sight of the inner glones of the circus kick A book inside of his blouse saves Johnnie from serious hurt by a horses One-Eye finds the bruised arm a good excuse for taking Johnnie home He goes by taxi-cab, an infrequent form of transportation in his neighborhood Johnnie and his companion are greeted writh respect by the neighbors and | !t she darted 1, Cis and Mrs Kukor and half kindly by welcomed by grandiat’ himselt A splendid Christmas in which One-Eye played a generous Santa Claus] they had stood before. Opened winter. Johnnie without shoes or neavy clothing worked indoors, january a truant officer called om Barber In Barber said “Let the city feed him if it wants] £° buck, Father Pat im to go to school.” And he had Johnme read to show his education had nct been neglected The officer postponed action It was in March that Johnnie, nch with gold from Treasure Island, was play-| 6Towin’ bigger, and—the: fing war horse under the Second Avenue L and ran into at whose leader asked him to join. le called on Johnme, instructed him in bathing and turned the boy's thoughts to th on Sunday morning great outdoors. Mr. Perkins, the scoutmaster, does not please Bij Cis confides to Johnnie that she is engaged to may birthday gift of roses. Big Lom orders the girl to sell the flowers on the street} '& loop in the end that trailed the Johnnie takes the mbut promptly encounters Officer erkins, who sends her Clancy and Father Pat, who return ‘o the flat with him and set Big Tom right about the laws regulating flower selling. (Copyrian “197 Appleton & Co.) CHAPTER XXVII. Another Gift. N the days that followed Father Pat became a familiar figure in and about the area building. There came a day which broyght with it an added Joy. The hall door squeaked open slowly, and on the threshold, wide hat, watch chain., furred breeches and all, was One-Eye! “One-Ey: began Johnnie, im- Pressively, ‘‘I got somethin’ t’ tell y’. the “th close haircut. weight of a huge, ice-cold water- n Nl tell y’ what,’ he declared ey's jes’ one thing shy—a nice Come along! Like one in an enchanted dream right. how beautiful you are!" Johnnie followed on in his stiff, new) have chosen (” shoes. When one travels under the wing| could not. of a millionaire, all things hap en| faced about, and, ah, ‘twas a tragic This was Johnnie's conclusion , %&ht. as, with a snip, snip, snip, the acis-|!t in a last salute. sors did their quick work over his yel-| caught the cake. low head. When Cis came in, “Oh, Johnnie,|They were gone. she declired.|t' remember what was le{t t’ yerself! of Boy Scouts} down river. Tom, who insults him | P@s* under before long anich. EANOR a I}LLUSTRATE D OHNNIE SMITH. ten, lives with big Tom Barber. a longshoreman of ) forward too muc! —the thought—and this gentleman and bis wife—-" “My futher and mothert"? eried Johnnie ‘Father Pat. y're goin’ ¢* tell me how they both got drowned!" “Now! now! now!"' comforted One “Yy’ want to know, don't 9’? Aw, Johnnie could only nod. ‘The Father went on ey went out upon the tee. And when they'd looked with pleasure at th fairy work o° the frozen water ey watched @own- There was a floor o° tee in that direction, al! covered with snow water, flowin’ in terrible wildness. “The rapids lay be there, bur these were a long way off from the the Falls They could But what was under ow hear the roa “Was it safe?’ Johnnie faltered. “Tt wus. But all at once, a puff o' wind caught a wisp o’ veilin’ from the wife, and wafted it away. And ufter nd he after her, and— shouts 0’ warnin' from ull, for the ice had cracked ‘twixt the two and where white. Johnnie grew “They must “They can't," answered the Father. ere's a big rift now, and {t's y're floatin’ “Ropes—they got ropes, for there was a bridge below, which the two will Yes, rods o° rope were lowered fast. There was a river. But that rope wasn't long enough. The man was able t’ catch it. But as he leaned to drop the loop around her, she fuinted in his arme There was still time for him t’ spring back and suve himself’— “Oh, has he got t' die?” pleaded Johnnie. “We're on this earth t' do our duty, and so yer father thought. Could he be saved, and leave the young wife there? ©’ course, he His wife in his arms, he He put up one hand, wavin' ‘Then the rapids It Upped, crumblin’ bits under them, They sank. But don't ye fall t It's "bout Cis." “Oh, you're like a picture! You're|For yer father left ye more than “Yeh?” exclaimed the Westerne:.|the best looking scout in all New|riches. He left ye the right t’ be “Walt’— York proud o' him, and t' respect and “Cis and Mister Perkins ‘re goin’ © be married.” One-Eye continued to stare; and the strangest expression came into the green eye. Also there was pain in the look. All this was different Johnnie hud expected. &-g-giad,"" he stammered. “Gind?" repeated One-Eyo, “w'y, sonny, I’m tickled t’ death t’ hear it! —fes’ plumb tickled t’ death!" The next afternoon, while Father Pat was reading, there entered One- Bye. *'Figgered mebbe I could ask y t’ do somethin’ fer me," he told the priest. ‘It’s. concernin’ Johnnie. He'll be needin’ a uniform pretty soon, won't he? Wondered if y'd mind purchasin’ {' Then down upon the kitchen table he tossed « number of crisp bills. Stunned at sight of so much nfoney, paralyzed with emotion, and tongue- ted, Johnnie could only stare. It seemed as if the night would never go! Next morning it seemed as tf Big Tom would nevar go, nor ¢ Father come. But, early, the latter did appear, in his arms a large paste- board box, The cover taken off, dis- closing a crisp, clean, khaki uniform, and with wet lashes, Johnnie caught the gift up in his arms. To insure against surprise while he was putting the clothes on, he scurried Into Cis's room. On went everything. from what “y" ain't Then how @ifferent from the usual Johnnie Sm th he looked! He was slender Uthe, straight. And how tall hy seemed! Grandpa was circling Jounnie cackling with excitement, "Oh, so fetch mother!’ he pleaded In the midst of the uproar, here was the cowboy, staggering In und Johnnie went to Mrs. Kukor's, Cis}honor him, and there’s ao grander She was quite she gasped at his brown heels. stunned, rap sf Pat and One-Eye came in, “Barber,” began the former solemnly, “we've! rather. come about i truth!"* “Soch stylish!" turously. “Pes-i-tivvie! CHAPTER XXVIII. Another Story. Was a day that Johnnie neves to forget. When Father the Blake matter," '¥’ seen that guy, Davis, ch?" de- manded Barber. ‘And I mean t’ With a curse, Big Tom walked to the door, and slammed his way out. “Johnnie,” began the priest, “ye : he an 1 was stolen from yer Uncle, who] lege, Now, who a’ yo think wasn't able t' locate ye again. And the own name,'* mame o' Blake happens t’ Blake! O° course! f Cause it sounds right, and Smith never did!" wonderful lived in Buffalo. ton: ‘And I'm tellin’ man, ‘This young man Well, one day, eight © springs ago, when ye were fo HE frst Sunday tn September! down his life for his friends tell the lad the} rounder of the Carnegie Hero Fund be yer! Bye with him, he left a boy who was ye a story about @| medal in a pocket of the new scout Urliike the passing of Arthur—so inheritance than that! Father Pat took from a pocket something round, and beautiful, and of gold. On the obverse side it bore the likeness of @ man; on the re- verse the words. “Greater love hath mo man than this, that a man lay In the wart! centre, in letters of metal, were other words: “Awarded to William Blake.” “'Tis a medal," explained the “Is that my father’s picture?" Johnnie asked. “No, ‘tis Andrew Carnegi¢e—the He left an educational award t' the son 0’ a certain hero I could name, so that the lad could go t’ school and When Father Pat was gone, One- very proud. “And, oh, wasn't {t a beautifu story?” Cis asked, as they put the Pat had ‘Its coat. (The picture Father carried nway to have copied.) yeara old, which makes yo twelve} put ao wonderful! Oh, Johnnie Blake, years old at this date—-" you're twelve! and you can go tr Twelve?" school! and you're n Of a “‘Ha-ha-n-a-! Boy scout age! Yel hero!” see Mr. Barber shoved yer age back} Yop," said Johnnie, Hoe got out a bit when yo first came here. Helthe materials for his ylolet making planned t’ keep ye workin’ for him|+so9 1 mustn't shirk.'* just that much longer, And now I'll go on with the story o’ the man and hia wife) Woyog aia ui, he an CHAPTER AXIX scarce more than a girl, Revolt. Well, they had a mind one day t'| FOHNNIE had on bis scout uniform visit the Falls. Quite a lot o' foike was goin’ out upon the tee below the The Evening World’s Liddie {lub I“orner Conducted by Eleanor Schorer Copyright, 1922 (New York Bventug World), Press Publ pany Dear Cousins 0’ Mine done by more fifty ebil We must al! have been v a@il of them Kiddie Klub mem behaved indeed to have §: the good fairy of t i e € hristmas sea ace, treat us so well this year. A Yuletide party is my ( s pres ent to my Klub ¢ But tt would be quite it me te good of ‘world who grow mort hou wenerous as Ch " near, tMessrs, Lee and J. J. Shubert who, eleven months out of tly twelve are thourh! of only a» suvce very muccers!ul, New York play producers “are Banta Clauxes to ux when Decem ber dawns. They were year svhen they gave us th the Winter Garden, went our show, Tht threefold Santas, having allowed the w of the Caxino Theatre wher we wil give “A arch for Sania on thee consecutive — miorr Thursdwy, Friday and Saturday of Cdristrie week “A Search for Santa’ consists of weer forty singing and dancing num ' Ja b 1 fa The Lady in By ¢} suint rs and of none of them over fift a search for thy ide is made by offey, ving the 4% ne Maric of two mber dow une where Jimmy Dug you know He is Sa i His Iver oth Now y r Dewling was at don't nm, out tryout two yes ago. He came there to say who was and whe was not eligible tor Kiddie Klub Christmas 3 But he never did y. He was so fond of all the young }eters who displayed thelr 1 that |day that he ng to Miss Time’ ured ana M = T do not want you Misa Ne and Mr. of this is that to see our show. Will we let them, kiddiest the thawin’ was not goin'|"good turne’ And aa jt always helped him to state of mind which he call he was busy mix: a d F “HE LEFT YOU THE RIGHT TO BE PROUD O’ HIM AND T’ RE- SPECT AND HONOR HIM.” a pudding for Big Tom. The wide, old boards of the floo ea telltale snup. Ut was benind tm, Some one was in the room ‘ather Pat? Mrs. Kukor? He turned What he saw made him forget had on the beloved suit. For in arm's length of him, face to face, wero Big Tom and Cis, was working ferociously; dark countenance while Cts Barber's heavy her face was set and drawn, and a rag ng white grotesquely. eyés were a bio Her hat hung down Her hair was wild, Her ng black. The next moment she was gisping and struggling as she fought his hold She tried a to pull backward. She ragged at his hand as she cireled him. Then those tonglike arms of his caught her clear of the floor and hal! threw her upon the kitchen chair. y’ was a quict girl! ci “Y're a little sneak! And I thought Y' been pretty ute about hidin’ what y're up tol"’ “What do I have to hide you? I'm nota relation of yours! and I'm seventeen! And from now on? —— “Tl show What I want t’ know 1s, how many times have you met this dude at the noon hour “Ha-a-a-al’ Cis threw back her head with a taunting laugh. “I'm golng to marry Mr. Perkins! To- morrow be done. if L live I guess I see what's got t The longshoreman swung “We 4 big arm and-gave such a pull at eith he clothesline that it came louse at end. ‘st He'll kill cried the boy, suddenly terror-stricken, Girls could be brave! Cis was proving it! ‘‘He can kill me!'? she cried defiantly. ‘But he can't make of rage, me stay! Johnnie flung himself against Bar- und clung to him. “You git out o' my w A heave f one big leg, and Barber slung the noy to one side. Then with a grunt rope in hand, he swooped down upon Cts. Johnnie understood what Big Tom nt to do. He rushed across to h at the rope, Barber caught him up, and once more threw him, Then growling as he worked, he wound Cis in the rope as bound her, of serpen' ankles, and arms, coils body, in. the to the kitchen table Johnnie came crawling back. ‘No, | jo | Members must {ill out this coupon and mail It to Cousin Eleanor, New York Evening World, 63 P: k Row New York City, together with a self-addressed stumped envelope, if they wish to obtain tickets to the THIRD PERFORMANCE of the EVENING WORLD KIDDIE KLUB'S Seventh Annual HRINSTMAS sHow \ To Ke Given at The CASINO (Courtesy Broadw: On Saturday SsTs Children under th nent children who come to fame and fortune through their clever dano~ r ) ite No Children sending two er mor right to all courtesy. I'll say we will But at the tryout Mr. Dow ike a kid among | HW © part H in, play “Sally, Irene and M story of which {# not he os t grown-uy iy, Irene and M are three | THEATRE Lee and J. J. Shubert y and 39th Street, New York City, Morning, Dec, 80, at 10 o'Clock. ithout children. 3 will not be admitted w'thout aduits. requests for tickets forfelt their Se ee ee) ng. Many of our Klub cousins are going to do this, They are heading ut way right this minute. Come to ir Show and see for yourself. 1am not going to tell you the whole of olther “Sally, Irene and or our own Sh Knowing ways spoils sceing # play. and your parents and tee and enjoy both those productions, I want each new twist of the preiig heeds ead daimtg tose 21 wa friends 1 nee sue Author RO from | parted, . THE EVENING WORLD, TUESDAY, DECEMBER 19, 1922. of “She BOE Mister Barber!" he pleaded. ‘‘It's all my fault! Blame met Barber straightened. “It's y'r fault, is it? Well, I'l attend t’ no mistake!" CHAPTER XXX. Disaster. ARBER prepared to have a smoke before ‘‘attending’’ to Johnnie, To empty his pipe, he rapped on that pipe leading down from Mrs. Kukor’s—then twice more—then again, It was the book signal! “Jounnie!"" warned Cis. They heard the scrape of the basket as It left the upper sill. Almost gayly, it came dropping into view. Barber grabbed the four strings, and gave such a wrench that all “And I s'pose that dude left these Now Barber turned to Johnnie, look- ing directly at him for’ the first time. The next moment an expression of rage shadowed his face us he glared at the uniform, the leggings, the new, brown shoes, ‘‘Where did y’git them?'* he demanded, choking. He slammed the books on the tabie “The sult was—was give t’ me, Johnnie faltered. ‘‘It— it was One- Eye.” Big Tom let “Take them manded, Johnnie p: no further. he com him get rags off the ollve-drab hat on the table, unfastened the webbed belt, unlaced the soldierly leggings. The coat came off carefully. The khaki shirt followed. Last of all he pulled off the trou and stood, a pathetic little figure, In an old undersuit of Grandpa's. Big Tom took up the books and the suit and turned and at the same mo- ment Cis and Johnnie understood what was impending. They cried out, the one In anger, the other in mortal pain No!" Barber uncovered the fire—that fire which Johnnie had built for the bak- ing of the pudding “The medal!" Cis shouted, strain- ing at the rope which bound her “Don't let him burn the: Johnnie caught at the coat. “In a of Sally, Irene and Mary to be a pleasant surprise to you, and I want the various twists and turns of the story to be dolights. I suppose 1 have given away that these young ladles become Broadway stara in the end. But this is only what any audience would wish to have happen to three talented children discovered dancing in the streets of lower New York to the tune of a handorgan And I ain making no gecret fact that Marion and Jane Coffey find Santa Claus after a long search con- ducted through many pretty scenes It will be no surprise to the thousands of child and parent onlookers who know that the Kiddie Klub and its cousins had found their real Saint Nick weeks ago {n Messrs. Lec and J. J. Shubert. If wo had not, perhaps we could not produced “A Search for San nave Presented the entertain. members and Certainly we could ni it three times and for ment of over 4,000 friends. Looking ‘forward to seelng y our party, COUSIN ELEANOR NOVEMBER CONTEST AWARD WINNERS, “CHRISTMAS TIME HOUSE.” Twelve-Year Ci IN OUR We are Danes and celebrate Ch mas the Danish way, 'n Menmark the people celebrate Christmas on the 24th of December, The meal .s largely made up of roast goose, red cabbage and potatow, with cles for dessert, pocket;"* he explained. ‘’My father’s! Look for tt! “Hal ha! ha!" laughed Barber. Now the whole of the firebox was un- covered, It was a mass of conls. As the longshoreman hung over the fire, hie face lifted in a horrid smile! “A-B-@-0-0-u)i!' ‘The cry was wrung from Johnnie. For with another laugh, Big Tom be dropped the scout hat upon the Mrs. Kukor called now. ale!"* “Mrs. Kukor! thin of Johnnie’ “Ha! hat! hi Into the fire “Chon- He's burning every- shouted Cts. buret out Barber. thrust the khaki he breeches, the coat and the leggings. Johnnie saw that. He dropped te his knees, his forehead pressed against his knuckles. Cis began to weep. ‘Oh, don’t you feel bad''' she pleaded. ‘'Remember that Mr. Perkins'll take us both.” “Mister Perkins!" scoffed the long- shoreman. “If he ever pokes his head into this flat again, I'M stick him {nto the stove!"’ The shirt followed the leggings. The top of the stove was now a reddening black. Upon tt he threw all the books. As the books struck, Johnnie once more turned his head. “Oh, my Robinson Crusoe!" he burst © out. “Never mind, dear Johnnie!" Once more a lid rattled. Big Tom Was putting the books upon the fire. After that, he lounged to apd fro, and filled his pipe. As there came from the stove a sudden snapping and blowing, Cis turned toward the longshoreman, “Oh, you vile thing!" she cried. “That'll do,” said Barber. “Nothing’tt do,” she returned firm- ly. “And there are some things I'm going to tell about you. My mother told me what she knew about you, and to-morrow I’m going to hunt u policeman, and''"—— Barber caught up a length of clothesline from the floor and doubled it. “I will kill y'!"" he vowed. Johnnie forgot everything but Cis's danger. ‘‘Lick me," he begged, ‘but don’t touch her! Barber bared his teeth, turning a look of hate upon the boy, ‘I'l! lick y* xo's it'll be a week before y' leave y'r bed!"" A shriek-—from Cis. Barber had not struck her. The blow had reached the upraixed face ind breast of the boy. Even in his ~gony Johnnie made no sound. Some- Umes he reejed, sometimes he spun, go that as Barber drove him with lash after lash, he went as !f performing a sort of grotesque dance. With each blow, Barber gaaped out 4 word: “There! —Now!—Take! — Lazy!—Sneak!'’ Sweat dripped from his face, Some one fell to pounding upon the nall door. Then, with a crash, a bot- tle came hurtling through the window But Big Tom seemed not to hear He rained blow after blow—till the smal! figure could stand no more. Of 1 sudden, the boy bent double, and went down. e shriek of terror from Cis. 1 him! 1 the stairs creaked. called, Doors opened and Howevs Barber fla as quiet prevailed in the the watchers in the hall stole away. Presently the longshore- man gave a chuckle. He came back to Johnnie, carried him’ to the table and laid him over its edge. Then tak- ing up that length of rope with which he had beaten the boy, he tied the spent body ide that of th inting girl CHAPTER XXXI. The Vision. As life came back into Johnnie's body he whispered, “Cis A moun, feeble And pitiful, Ike the complaint of a hurt baby, Then, “Johnnie, I want a drink!’* He pulled at his hands. But Rig Tom had done his tying well, and The se is stuffed With apples and prunes, and the potatoes are covered with butter and sugar and are callsd ‘cundied potatoes.” Atter eating the sroose and vexetables, th ssert is served. An almond is placed in the rice and the rice is well mixed. As soon as the rice is dished out we be- fin to eat. The one who gets the al- mond says nothing and keeps on ing, hough he had not found it After eve fin the one who got t nd tolls n receives a handsome gift. When we are all finished into the parlor, where the C ve march tree stands. Then we sing Night, Holy Night," «ll througn. After this Is done we look ul over to find our own presents. Sometimes a pa- little person will keep on unw apping RR BPH per and paper and find only ving to put on hi little finger, w a necklace to put around his Then every one has 4 hi laugh. Later in he evening Dani le cake, nuts. rome made cooki crackers and vandy are server Then we eat, dlay games and are happy till sate at night By HOWARD VAN BOHEME! Ridgefield Park, N. J JOHN STO N Rich Little Poor Boys Name. Aderess ... Johnnie could not even loosen one of them e vant | Big Tom had been able to tle bir “Oh!" she mourned. “Ob, T WAN! root and bunds; but Johnnie could «> my mother! I want my mother! wherever he pleased! “Course y' do!’ he whispered,| His wound-darkened, tear-staine | face lit “ith that ra.iant smile, ‘Bi + gulping. . Tom can’t tie my thinks!" he bouste “Oh, Mother, why did you leave} te wus out of his body now. ‘Sa; me?’ she wept. you so much!" Johnnie began to argue with her, “But Cis, think how Mister And it'll he mornin’ before y’ know it! play the way we used t’ before y’ got Remember all Callin’ on the gently: Perkins likes y'! My! grown-up. things we used t' do? Queen, und—"" But she thirsty! I'm thirsty!” Buckle! He summoned Lister Buck young lady # lemon soda.’ came Jim Hawkins's ship. “ “No! No! That makes it all the} Roses garlunded her. They cireloi€ harder to bear}"" her rail like a monster wreath, Th At his wits’ end, Johnnie racked his] hung from her yardarms. And kh brain for something to tell her, How-|cargo—forward, it was of wal ever, there was no immediate need for his cheerfulness. Cis quieted. A few] Cheers as the Hispaniola came to moments, and he ard her deep] Stop. breathing. He smiled through the] “All aboard!" shouted Johnnie. “A dark at her, though his heart was] but Thomas Barber, who's goin’ t’ xore, -His wonderful uniform, his deor| left behind ‘cause he was so mean! hobks. What were these now? A bit] The company swarmed across th dust in the cooling stove!|rose-bordered rai! at Johnnie's bid but were they! But the books— got ‘em ye a sles A erat Aeon air to elther side of her prow, so tha Fire had not wiped them out!|!t rose in cloud-topped waves an From behind cupboerd, stove, and broke along her rose-trimmed sides chairs, they came trooping to him— | crystal Aladdin, Jim Hawkins, Uncas, King |, The Hispaniola was passing frees Arthur, Long John Silver, Robinsor | the Planets, all as round as toy Crusoe, Lineoin, Galahad, Friday loons, and each marked across “He didn't hurt y he sai Solden face with its name—MAR huppily. JUPITER, SATURN, VENU ext, Edith € 1! Hore she was “Aw, gee!" cric ; ples se in white beside scarlet-clad Galahad!| bie tortured little body across th “Tin better ‘cause I know you,’’| table edge; s is Jus’ flne Johnnie said. “Oh, thank y’ for (Continued To- Morrow.) to may bevome members barehip certiticate COUPON 1,029, up and dress. lows Ne thi on ored balls pictures from t we see the same, excitement w find a pair of sk de find we What a wonderful time is Chris nas in our home! A hustle of ex ‘tement. Christmas shopping 1s wonderful, We just love to # lown town to the big store and b our presents, 1 rful to plan the things you woul@ Ile to give t mother and to father T nm comes Christmas Eve and we tell wonderful thrilling stories. When we go to bed we can scarcely wait until next morn: ing =Maslg is the morsing we jump Are the \inest n the an. 1Cc Why Pay More: mas this vear. “Oh, Mother, I want was sobbing again. His faithful the ‘he sald, “bring the. ‘The suit, he cried to him- HOW TO JOIN THE KLUB. GUT OUT THIS COUPON, Cousin Ele: Gach member is ted with a ailver gray Klub Pig After breakfast father us to go into the par what a wonderful sight greets us the window Is a large tree and tree are tiny bulbs which we light in the evening; beautifully col- are ail over Shimmering white branches and on the ground nd our presents are Then we rush to the r the tree. tree and olok at our presents. the next hour or so all that can be heard is exclamations of Jo¥, tn we open a box and “8 or a doll, anything we have not been Every Woman Know: PUTKAM FADELESS DYES Each package dyes or wnts any tabric or materia! Christmas Club Everybody Eligible to Membership is the ideal gift-child for any member of the Evening World » “Rich Little Poor Boys Christ- mas C.ub”? TD tel you about one. At Fifth Avenue and Fifty-fifth Street, one bitterly cold, snowy morm 1g, I saw a Uttle girl eme ge from the brsement of a eat hotel carrying on one small Lele ever ‘She had on no coat or hat or mittens—only a worn and soiled gingham dress An open ng came in the automobile flood. With my umbrella pointed into the eye of the storm that thoved at me furtonaly, T ceediied ber She had twob ze. inside largest one. “Goodness! That's an awful big load you've got!” I said to her—to start conversation She flashed a proud smile ‘Be.ch it is!” she returned heartily. Just then a tormado gust dropped upon us, and th> same moment a tower'ng policeman caught my little wood-carrier by an elbow and piloted her eastward before shining motor-no ¢s which ins antly darted by scores between me and that perfict example of a Christmas gift-child, Membership Pleoge The Evening World. Vew York. WILL do my utmost fo ave some child a happy Christ- { expect to. comin’ !'* Then another wonderful thought nounced. arranged it all was! derful marble steps. “Here she comes: “rm latter. all lovely a snapping, her showing against melons; aft, her load was books! a Ruckle—to begin passing melon. “Ready! Let ‘er go! The ship of drea yor. Then come: and ail the goodies th The day pa es quick! we'll take a ‘stronomy trip!'’ he ay In one swift moment how glorious Here were wo: The steps led uv + to a terrace that was a grand whart So let's! “Up to it Johnnie bounded—in bi) brown shoes and a new think-uni the nice form. 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