Judge — December 17, 1904 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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STELLA TO SANTA CLAUS. DEAR SANTACLAUS—my papa says If I write you a letter You'll bring ine what I'd like to have, And so I guess I'd better. Iwent through all my things to-day— Yes, even those ‘up attic !"— (Our maid can't sleep there any more, ; Because she’s so asthmatic !) And find ] have so many toys That there is not another To ask you for! So, if you please, Bring me a little brother. My Noah's ark’s as good as new, "Cept Ham, he bas an arm off; “Red Riding Hood,” the preface not wear its charm off. My tea-set’s bright as silver yet, Though grandma says its pewter; My dollies, though their hair is gone, Each day are growing cuter. And so I think it will be such A surprise to my mother ! More than dolls, books or games, I'd like A little baby brother. My love to Mrs. Claus and all ‘The little Clauses. Della— That's my best doll—sends kisses—I Remain your loving Stella. Dictated —S. F. B.—E. W. B. PosTscRIPT. (By the stenographer.) S. C.—Should you be out of boys Instead of substituting toys Make order read one little girl (And me your grateful debtor) To duplicate in all respects The writer of the letter. nw, THE angle-worm leads a pure and innocent life and gets dug up for bait. The boa-con- strictor sneaks around and murders if he can, and, if he does get caught, lives pampered in some circus-cage, gently cared for by a uniformed attendant. Wire—" Well, John, have we got everything on the Christmas-tree ?” iy)" Everything but the mortgage on the house that | had to er things." Joun (wea give to get the of! TOO HEAVY FOR THE TREE. CHRISTMAS EVE IN ALKALIVILLE. Distursen cow-runcuers—" Wot In the dickens er yew doin, yew crazy galoot?”" Bap But— Yew fellers seemed ter be expectin’ somethin’ in yer stockin's an’ I can't bear ter see ye disapp'inted. So I'm fillin’ ‘em full er lead!" A BALLADE OF CHRISTMAS THE Christmas music's heard to- day Ys The gladdest music of the year; The bells ring out, the deep chimes play, Carols are sung by voices clear. Happily on the maiden’s ear Sounds the gay music of the ball ; But though these sounds we love to hear The Christmas spirit’s best of all. The Christmas gifts make fine array And to our hearts our friends en- dear; Though some loved ones are far away, Remembrance makes them seem more near. What though some gifts are strange and queer, Though some are great and others small, We care not how they may ap- ar— The Christmas spirit's best of all. The Christmas table's fine display Invites us all to goodly cheer; ‘The children shout with laughter gay, Nor elders’ admonition fear. Beneath the gleaming chandelier ‘The mistletoe hangs in the hall; ‘And in our hearts, true and sin. cere, ‘The Christmas spirit's best of all. L'ENVOI. Comrade, throughout our life’s ca- reer, When ‘Christmas holds us in its thrall Loot Time-honored ways we must re- vere— The Christmas spirit's best of ai. CAROLYN WELLS, Miss Mildred Smith— Did the children in the mute-asylum have an enjoyable Christmas cel- ebration ?” Miss Portia Stayer—“ Yes; but the little girls were somewhat disappointed because the dolls that Santa Claus brought them could talk only with their mouths.” comicbooks.com