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The cook busted it all with a big spoon. There was no cover to dead- en with steam the rare navor ot the meat. Hardlngar knew how such (hinge should be. His mother had taught him. He had cooked many a meal tor heron the farm when she was too In to sit up. and there were farmhands with huge appetites. Another woman came into the the kitchen-a waitress in trim black, with crisp white wife. an apron and a cap. Her voice had a note ot sharpness. as she spoke to the cook. gfiaaaaaaaaaaaaammaammmmaaaaaaaaamgg ti', Surprise Them He was not a begs-J. He "It that with an duos: In - on the negative, as himself mounting the slope nee at the top ot which In house. The windows of tl were rmsrriighted, a canal each ot them. "Gee!" said Bo might a pa --ghut out. He turned stone walk to 'il on Christmas Morning tt I. u and: to " - on Christ-u on. In! to be poor plu- u III-(mac. II to in" an - " ’0'”. Huang". plodding tho-uh on now luau. could picture menu!- Huang". plodding tho-uh an - strata. could picture menu!- tr att that was going on maid- tho hono- whooo mumbled window: but. the Michael: ot the night Dino" won coo&ttt--ttut thought at tho savory food mad. his pube- lup no they lap tor A nun who think- ol his beloved. Hardlnur tell an In had Indood reverted to the will!!!“ In“ hnnsor Iwnllow. up - Ithtr, emotion. tn out He tun stone wall Here. too One ot tht the hitch freezing n root kept, Hardingor. could see pots and I TIli?; "iiriiii""i"i (liiiiiiiii Who Stole at Christmas Time mum" when hunger "an other emotion. Food! He wanted I ma tt tn the and ot larval {at in All 11191 The cook turned. and Hardingrsr " them kitchen . fretutr with which to buy . And he In not a beggar. was not a begs-J. He told him- hat with an duos: frantic em- I on the negative, as he found or mounting the steps ot a ter- u the top ot which was a great w. The windows of the house 8280 complete with tubes, Screen Grid not. tt Tubes, Brilliancy Con- trol and Automatic Volume Con- trot. night, t "ott said Hardinger. [Bolling a pert stand at Eden's g see. when he reached mg steps. straight Into I mom judged might be the li- t rose light came from the ms. There was a leaping And a girl in a rose gown. a mu. too. shuns some- amaug the shadows. Two to the were We have a rare bargain in a lovely walnut Gerhard Heintzman piano (one of their choicest) with a beautiful tone. Price $275. Easy terms. the back ot are lighted ms open, T oval-flowed Columbi- Lowboy away. man. But the llgh it]. Her arms wen mere wisp or tulle Phone 725 1tyt=ltrlt=ieltMtl1tMtlitl1tytgtritytyttitr', of tht candle followed the ot the house. ,etnatr--or 3 Yet ho had d windows. The heat ot ' into the hang ot the ' Snow. and little back,' among her l: Waiver Home Block. '. S. Cullen E a ter- I great house set In Two light were g in. gate volt l It was at this stage that he discov- GG that the oven held [lather trea- Gail pudding In a round porcelain (dish. The porcelain dish lined In "urn Into a round silver recasptaele, and the pudding showed all gold and lbrown above the rlm. u’lt in too hot." said Kate, the 'cootr, m Hug an inning “things. _it is m lhe Sal cmckers‘ bert. "Hear what?" Bhucho'l mind In on the serving ot the meal, and on her own tom-nee. which had to do with the Compton amateur. He was going to (Ive her a Chrlntmu pree- ent, Ind eh. hoped tor a ring, She had rather . Icon: ot Knte. the cook, who had no romance» "I didn’t hear anything." the salt! over her lhOlll- der " she went out ot the kltchen. Hardluger, falling back a 'llttla trom the window, saw the roast litt- mi out ot the oven and set on a Vrrdly tables Mr. Compton came presently. tall, thin-taeed, keen-eyed. a white crest ot hair. “I am hungry. I want work." "Why haven't you a job?" “I am trying to get one." "Yoy might know I'd have no work for you at this hour. You'd better look up some of the oily lodging houses." She went toward the window the dish on the wide silt, and re ed to her toasting crackers, W reach ot Hardinger'a hand the I ing baked In its richness. Hardlngor persisted. "tt is import- ant that 1 should see him." "The city lodging house." said Hardimysr, "is twelve miles away. and I haven't a penny In my pocket." platen. (waned The c He was not a thief! So he (led from temptatiofi. Nor was be a beggar " a back door. The kindly cook might hand him bread. But it would not he ham to bestow. He would ask the master of the house for work. Anything-that might be paid tor with food. He runs the bell of the front door. Blanche answered it. "Mr. Compton," she said, when Harding“ had preferred his request, "is at dinner." moo. "Oh, wall. Pro-am; Hardlngor BI into a noun Bundle? "Hear on tho on ‘His words died on the empty air. The door was shut! He took tragic stock ot hlmselL He had become. at last. a beggar. He had. indeed. asked tor work. but there had been behind his request. Knie I tsalad, time I steaming pot, umber III-sun, l. Son-1n: the he window. saw thn t ot the oven and silver platter; saw put in other 3111 Isle turn to the an mlad. to the u tn». to the warming OPEN EVENINGS us Blanche came a main course , at it. with I'll put It out me to take it In went toward th cook Beauty and distinction of cabinet de- sign, plus all the marvels of Columbia Tone and Performance, makes this model the choice of those who demand the finest that radio can offer to-day. Here it and let your ears be the judge. Columbia [mod but "matur- I. done u a I {rut ll Terms $20 down, one year to pay. we came course with a It out I Youthful With a NEW m halo alum In! tho soup. . pound Into the uvot ot It, be Radio all ot silver dlsm punishing toasting In three Kate, from I was the i doom rnlshlng of taatittig of or Camem- I. Listen- aaytNng, count.» Mt Telre dlshes: return- Within a pudd- I late other until ' the Berw aet matt Drake was the solo (not! that nlxht at the Compton table. He lived I twodara' Journey from the New York suburb IhOre rm hosts had their home. But he had been I friend Ind a comndo of Brueo Comm ton, their only won. who had (Allen at Bellow Wood. tttuk'.' Ho like that! queues. H the kitcha Tho wad: silver at». " was dined on Common; come beet had want And be h been Mr. their daus It was huwever. aspect. from the from the (rent door "A beggar." Cathleen asked. " around to the hitch, "I sent him may "Oh. no!" " was A light leaped up "Ot course. I as] strong man. Ablt would - That they their has: autumn "Bat it seems so cruel." She faced her father tor a moment. and then aat dawn. Drake was subtly aware that the hardness she had shown was a shell ot protection against this other hardness which forced her now back into her seat. been Mr. and their daughter And Ulla became ot Ca He could no 'she drew him. ways. approve Yet even as she yielded. he made hlmmll her champlon. "Do you mind," he asked, “If I go out and look for him? I've a sort ot fellow- reeling. I've been hungry mysell. Ravenous. There were three days in tho bustrea-" (Tathleen's eyes”thanked him Compton's were chilly. "Do an Fm plea-=0. of course." Drake came back to any thatjhero was no sign or the wanderer. Mrs. Compton smpt tho conversation tactfully into other channels. Des- sert was served in a slam dish. "Oh. no!" " was a poignant note. A light leaped up in Bull's eyes. "Ot course. I sent him away. A strong man. Able to work-and plenty of work everywhere." "But an a night like this. Daddy." She rose to her feet. "Oh, I'm will}: to see if I can't call him back." Her tatherht voice was sharp. “Don't be foollsh. Cathleen." "Peaches, Blanche?" said Mrs Rich mall. kitchen pudding not! at thing I he talked c led dry-eyed ht there had brilliance w Yet she was arms. her roi was toward t , beau-e wanted I he 1nd l huh: it" 1nd as. her may I toward the that he an Her “that. trant door, ( He the second I Christmas 9 Tho first I lube ot Bruce. Mi to hear I and to I told kitchen ll wnuwo, oNrAttr6," them. Did you send him been an edge ot [ch had repelled lovely-with her draperies. e and ot dinner, w her in a new r, comlng back -at m Bruce, _ the e rum explained I not, in l time EMM) I time There n. There Compton a. The nuny softness. t me. Ind r. she end. 1 he with I he VIII. ttttned a had funny 1 why many n. ho . She Even r had And and “mu: or an oineor 1 And :10! tested. "Oh, In! “And an Cathleen h to It." Her or her now At the Blanche w: ed in all th no time to The three w shining bans. rm. and little Compton pl: was not in ca unexpectedly Elia speeches to the point, hughler. The on little ta things I count t atrluerrtt "mte I were ml tr0-l " mttaido when one some." Compton "Our My willing to the polka." to It." Her ch80 or her gown. "Nonsense." ' that he wavered but m Midnight. All the mad bolls ring- ing. Christmas morning. Snow sun falling. Wind ntlll blowing. The world asleep In the great house, tho head of it 'etittrtw. not because he had denied " beggar at the door. but became of his dreams ot the son who would never come back. He had had no hardness for Bruce. And how had It hardness tor Bruce. And how couxd he sleep with the thought at those other morning. when the boy had been the first to cry "A Merry Christmas." His wile. too, was restless. She. too. remembered. She had read late, and he had seen her light. He had wanted to go to her. but had retrain- ed, because In these later yeam he had not been demonstmtlve. It was enough, he thought, that each knew the other cared. ”in. In. Conn...” Md. “noon-butt“. “biannual amnion m In In. has mum-mt. Yank..- nurnd i! m: u no " “YEWvudohl.” Cathleen could not sleep . She av a shabby mush: in a atom. She saw Drake's eyes lighted up. There had bean a new acts in his voles when he had told her "Good-night." mm a-tthee. "all!!!" . .A _ Drake, waking and shaping. our Cathleen. He got out ot bed Ind went to the window. looking out into (Continued on Page 20) The "tt til "Why not?” _ "a ll Christan on. padding." a when." Cathleen KB cttitdrett'ts Ind exqulalte. well tor ttmmare minions among than. the moment the l he went to the door I all the tgrartdehittiran, that the pint-wk e be ata Blanche t l or no dish. rot on the , now it Ill In! the at the poor "ril go." anyhow, we're to bl.- l broke In; “we drove ler cheats matched the but think ot begun! a was a gorgeous thin; or In. floating silver stream- :tle lights Ilka sum, played Santa Claus. He _ costume. but he proved ly human and rollicking. tea or presentation were at, and caused roars or The gifts were piled up tables- people cost. C boned. Calm " Yet I ll tho - it, he put In lunnkmontod. ed. whit. don'L" Id caused roars ot ms were piled up a-ttttr enchanting do buy who do not Compton was not I daughter hid all themselves. Thor. toys in did It. Duke they ur, “m7 II. I.” And it's only 150mm were and unto}- t---thits was could who with blame. I'll not anion. rang. him rot", Pro. I. " P I ( ‘ . '7 = l J. , Kit 'r." 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