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'0” "00”00“'0000{0 00000 ww UOO"!H s 00”. ono 4 T To Timmins *# p . 00,’“’4 . .. ..‘.. ..... ....' ... ........... .... . . ’ *" * * ***s a" * Phone 300 rxrood ‘‘*Well certainly I suppose that is fair. You must . night. James, send a car to 116 Gakville Ave, to pick and Jean Riviere. Tell them that their father sent 1 Hurry! and send M. LaMarr in. ‘‘*Mary, meet my new secretary, Mr. Paul Riviere until better times. He and his two daughters will stay with us toâ€"night and from now on." ‘"This is not charity. This is a fair offer at one hundred and twentyâ€"five francs a week, working every day including Sunday." "Yes sir, it is fair, but living in this house with you?" ‘"Yes my boy, to have you in my employ you must stay here, and that is final." ‘"Well I am badly in need of a secretary, and may be able to offer this position to you until better work can be obtained. In the mean time, come bring your children and stay with us." "All right sir, I shall accept that offer on one condition. As the management does not trust me I shall pay for the two dolls with my first salary." "But sir, that is intruding on your hospitality and I don‘t want charity." Worry predominated in the LaMarr household. Uncle John spoke in whispers to Aunt Marie. Conferences held in the libâ€" rary. Phone calls were made. Frowns appearedâ€"but still the baby dolls came not. Yet?â€"the doorâ€"no not the messengerâ€"butâ€" ‘"‘May I speak to M. LaMarr?" "I am he. What do you want of me?" ‘"‘Could I possibly speak to you alone, sir?" "Why, certainly, this way please." Uncle John closed the. door. ‘"Now what is the trouble?" "Well sir, you ordered two life like size dolls. I was the delivery man. I was ordered to deliver these dolls but I passed my home on my way, so I stopped to rest. As I entered my children pounced on me, took my parcel, opened it, and came to the conâ€" clusion that it was for them. You see, sir, I am a widower. I had not the heart to take the dolls aWay so I thought it best to come to you (despairingly). "What is your name?" "My name is Paul Riviere. I can do secretarial work. I have done none of this, however. I have taken any job I can get though this is usually none. I was sick and this delivery job was my last chance, so I took it. My wife left me and my two childâ€" ren, Jean and Joan. I had no money to provide for them." "And I must return for one more parcel and it is the last. Fifteen hours with no stopâ€"no foo¢ â€"no rest! _ From one end of Paris to the other. Oh for even a bench to rest my limbs on. Ah! the last to my miserable home it leads. I must rest thereâ€" rest. The first street the second streetâ€"the third streetâ€"my houseâ€"a knockâ€"enterâ€"." "Oh, father, we knew you would bring us a present." (The Ohs and Ahs) The voices of Jean and Joanâ€"the sound of tearing paperâ€"the Ohs and Ahs of delightâ€"the hugs and kissesâ€"thenâ€"the blessed sleep. "Eleven o‘clock at last. Now I may rest and return to seck work toâ€"morrow. But I must return for one more parcel, Ah! to the "Mansion of Pierre Benic." He was a widower, and father of two children, twins, Jean and Joan. He must have work orâ€"they would starve. He had huntâ€" ed for work for weeks now and had been turned away from any hope he had had. "Ah, at lastâ€"a chance?â€"Yes?â€"at five francs â€"an hour?â€"for toâ€"day. Certainly, with pleasureâ€"and I must start now?â€"My first parcel is a toy train to 299?â€"and hurry? Ah work! Work! blessed work! Now my children will not starve!" And so that is how it happened that a poor and unemployed man bumped into the merry threesome as he entered the store. Paul Riviere was looking for work. Here he hoped to secure a position as delivery man. "Certainly, children, if that is your wish. Come, we will order them now." Two, Plus Two Baby Dolls (By Mary Harper) In the city of Paris and in a rich mansion, sat two girls and a gentleman. â€" Yvonne and Marie were discussing the topic of Christmas presents with Uncle John. "And so Uncle we would like a life size doll, one for each of us, and mind, life size." This charming little Christmas story is by Mary Harper, South Porcupine. It appeared in "Tisdale Talent," the school newsâ€" paper printed, edited and published by the pupils of the South Porcupine Public School:â€" THE PORCUPINE ADVANCE, TIMMINS, ONTARIO "So long as there are homes to which men turn At the close of day; So long as there homes where children are, Where women stayâ€" If love and loyalty and faith be found Across those sillsâ€" A stricken nation can recover from Its gravest ills. Sso long as there are homes where fires burn And there is bread:; So long as there are homes where lamps are lit And prayers are said: Although a people falter through the darkâ€" And nations gropeâ€" With God Himself back of these little homesâ€" There is High Hope. Rise and open wide the door; Christians, rise; the world is wide, And many there be that stand outside, Yet Christmas comes in the morning. (Antwerp, 1539) If ye would hear the angels sing, Christians! see ye let each door Stand wider than it e‘er stood before, On Christmas Day in the morning Rise and light your Christmas fire: Christians rise! the world is old, And Time is weary and worn and cold, Yet Christmas comes in the morning. Rise, and bake your Christmas bread; Christians. rise! the world is bare, And blank and dark with want and care. Yet Christmas comes in the morning If you would hear the angels sing. Rise and light your Christmas fire; And see that ye pile the logs still higher, On Christmas Day in the morning. If ye would hear the angels sing, Rise, and spread your Christmas fare; ‘Tis merrier still the more that share, On Christmas Day in the morning. If ye would hear the angels sing ‘"Peace on carth and mercy mild" Think of Him who was once a child. On Christmas Day in the morning Two, Plus Two Baby Dolls There is Still Hope Christmas Carol come toâ€" c up Joan for them. # _ @# Lad .00.00. * *# /*® io. J dint â€" d# * # A9.A#P w# # * '“.“. * . * Wt t t w t * *# # o”:"f’. + *# tost # * # # # .. # # # # # # # # # # # # # # t# t# # w _ t t o ® w _ ts d t t t _ t# # ww _ @ # # # ## .“ .. # LE * (% .+ t o6 ct i+ #* _# * Â¥ te o0 ¢% b* o4 ¢4* +4 6 #% t# #4 4 4 *# ® .0.0 + h + 0.0 + O. 0. % 0. * .% t 2 o # ~* / *A 4# *# IP/PIPIFP, *#. #+ _ %% *4 *+* #* *# a*"*¢"*s*"*s .00. 0.0‘..0.00..0.. V )_## _ %% %% ¢* % .0 + 0.0..00 Christmas Section