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ap BUT THE OPENING OF THR XX CENTURY 18 LADEN WITH DISAPPOINTMENT, A Romance. LITTLE sprig of mistletoe Ono Christmas evo was fated To rounite a man and maid Who had been separated. ‘Twas not a feat so difeult As to inspire with wonder, Because, you seo, the man and maid Wero but a foot asunder. James Barrett Kirk. On the Making of Gifts. “‘ HRISTMAS is one of those inevitable institutions, which, together with its weight of blessings, carries with it also a sense of duty and a feeling of guilt in not doing unto others what we should rather not have them do to us. When we think of all the things we get for Christmas that we would rather not bave, and realize how painstaking our dearest friends have been to supply them to us, we may well consider with some despair the gifts we have given which we know too late have not been as inappropriate and useless as they might have been had more forethought been expended. The world moves so swiftly in these days, and Christmas comes on apace with such rapidity, that we do not give the subject that orderly consideration which it merits; and at the last moment we select haphazard a lot of things that we cannot afford, and many of which, in the confusion, may be just what the recipients have wanted. When I give my friend something that he may want, I am really violating the joyous Yuletide tradition. I am assum- ing that he cares more for the gift than the spirit in which it is given. I am distracting his attention from this spirit to some coarse, material thing, and I am placing him under obli- gation to me, The spirit under which the gift is bestowed is everything, and it should be so differentiated, so placed above all other things, that it may be viewed alone, apart, as a thing by it- self, The only way to do this, of course, is to buve the gift so utterly useless, so foreign to all desire, that this spirit stands out in its true relations, and we realize that only this