Punxsutawney Spirit, 1890-12-01

              1?: PUNXSUTAWNEY, PA., DECEMBER, 1890. I • n* M'.* W6 3 fir m <® 'i:,•;;;:; P#% ft $Lh\Jr /i^t Copyright IS90. S~~2^T^*€'**** ■■ VPvv V>CYC.ll tVny3 Att 3 (r x5AJ > \%WS!!n\& ; '5M# fc>w A Mcppy Christmas to Us All I God Bless Us, Evetry Onel"—Charles Dickens.* ■■ - ii i . —_____ "' 7ii P / Mr 4-, ' I | J i.. jj  A MISFIT VISITOR. most any or Home on Christmas Day. low Uncle Jabez Found His Niece's em r ball, "Sorry. Thought could buy a leetlo ei: \ Tho dirtii'st runt on tin bare, had a bit of candy. "Hut our expenses are costs so much for i-oal and I "An' stateya lik< I seen standln' in like them hangin' on llio v narpots liko the h In E W( Donn ii A till ;i D wiuhil fcoor, an' si thar, ai ' sc table, an' pool down to I oil Undo T;ili( Thoy wore di his muffler, ov<m\*v.* loft Explanations Tho Vondraffon family li; nor, and whim Christmas end tlii'y all wondered hn such fools.—11. S. Keller THE WATCH-MEETING, Win I am sure you'll noverspy— With black eyes that fairly sparli And a rosy little mouth, Ami iv face that shines with bcai; Like a .sunbeam from the suut 1; And her manners are so char Atul her talk so lull of thou? That If you but pause to Hate All the world is soon forgot Thus we neared her father's i And were in the best of cho When she asked: "Won't It ! Here to watch for the new } How delightful, quick I answ r As 'twas somewhat after ten, 'Twould requlro but little wait For tho new year to begin. And with such a charming 111 ;V.« It would surely be a treat. On the sofa 'neath the manti I Wo then sought a cozy seat. "Stingy old thing1" "Now, John, don't; uncle doesn't now us yet—never has seen any of us. know if ho could meet baby"— "Just about now," broke in John, as e snatched baby's sirup-smeared hands way from his polished shirt-front. "Or if ho could only see our Robby"— "At the present time," sighed .lolin, ; Robby came sliding down tho banters with the broken globe of tho hallimp dangling from one heel. "But when uncle does como I know b'11 be delighted with us all." BjHERE was joy in N the Pendragon ft family, for, lo Sj and behold! Uncle Jabezwas topayitaClirist. mas visit. Uncle a Jabez had held 7 his purse'ill i strings tight,; in fill fact had failed pi to "pan out" sinoe the mar- riage of his " nioce to John 'endragon, a careful man, who, after eeing how things ran, and that he need tot expect any thing from his wife's ich undo, settled down to business. A ian hates to give up the dreams lie has rected upon tlio shifting shoals of latrimony; but Pendragon did—with 'hat poor grace he'd never acknowldge. He hung over a lot of dusty, lusty books in Snatchein & Skinem'a fflco for a moderate salary; also did ccasional funny sketch-work for hulorous papers. Undo Jabez hold aloof; e would not visit the nioce he had ever mot, r-  mi Vsa II S3 'iiri And wo talked local topics, Of tho weather and the times Of the novels, of the season, Famous poets and their rhvin And the clock upon the maul 1 Calmly ticked tho time away. Nor a moment paused to listm To tho words we had to say. YOU—YOU ARE DEAR UNCLE .TABKZ !" ■'Sure of it—when he does come," hn said as he tore himself from the som of his family. Upon his return banged open the door and danced Wo in turn paid no attention To tho coming of the year Uutil Polly, half arousing, Asked: "Is twelve o'clock No, I thought, but, quickly ri Sought tho time -when oh By tho clock upon the inuntt It was three fifteen a. ni. —O. T.». Dobson, in ( THE DAY ltKFOHR 'THE W P.!)DING. "Yea, Alice, Strange afl it must seem, It is, indeed. I, your Cyrufi. The white caps called on mo last nijrlit, and what, with a grant deal of tar an:) a modicum of feathers, I feel constrained to ask you to postpone our marriay ' for * fi'W days."—Life. Lawyer (sarcastically)—Who are you. anyway? Witness—I am a tuilkmaa.—Lifo. Not to I'd Krpftetml. Lawyer—You say that the poison, which tho prisoner placet boforo hU victim was cqnc.ealod in a vvh ite liquid, and yet you are not prepared to swoar that it was milk. Don't you know milk when you t>co it? WinosH—No, sir. knows? perhaps his will will find them all nicely remembered. Tho boy Robby blubberod and yelled for some Christmas taffy; the girl Susie wanted a doll with rolling eyes and a whistle in its Stomach. The baby oouldn't talk yet, and really was the most satisfied oI the lot> Will ho neter come? • • • J * J ust so—poor, poverty-stricken; aothf to wear, nothing to eat, very lowarranged so that Uncle Jabez will ne down good and solid." ?here were no Christmas presents ight that year; not even a stocking iff from the shelf, nor a Christmasj heavy with gifts in the Penclragon Lor. The children went wild over h a state of affairs, and their mother nt a great deal of time explaining iters. It was a bare, cheerless, gloomy istmas that dawned in the Pendrafamily. John sat by a very dead i of cinders hugging his last year's se coat about him, frying to read and erly waiting for ,<he bell. Hia wife i huddled upon one corner of the nge with the children gathered close ler. Of course it was very wrong tor Pendragon family to do this; but. n Uncle Jabez was so rich; he'd er visited them before,. and—who t. > ' ■ ■ 1 'You are wild. Wo must let him think it we are—well, you know, I can't .ng myself to say it." 'John! you ought to bo ashamed, lcle Jaboz must not bo struck"— /.'Just for fun, you know. Now bake a lot of things and have tlio rooms ight and tidy—" ■yly into his wife's presence, waving * tter as he exclaimed: "He's coming. Saw postmark, Dan>e, Herkimer County, N. Y., and uldn'twait, so I read it. Unole Jabez 11 be here Christmas morning' bright d early. I'm glad, and hope I can /Ike him for a fifty"— jThe children outside are giving forth gOod-cheer to every passer-by, the merry bells arr- pealing and all is gayety. The In 11 rings. John 1 Vndragon gave his wife a knowing look- as he wenD to the door, lie opened it an J an old chap with u big fur Wrb {illitHajr muffler wis ushered in. ' *'ib'inA'e Vou'ro .lohn"— "Wal, I ffuess—hoy! no Are slob a cold day? I; gay—oh! you're ray niece, air yon? Them's the babies, air they? Yes, I'll sit down." The old man took "And you—you are dear Undo Jabez!" cried Pendragon, as be grasped the othzt k linnd and drmv him into the cold and 0be«»les8 sitting-room. "Alas! dear unole, we are too poor to buy any present# for the little dears," sobbed Mrs. Pendrairon. oil liis muffitT, overcoat and fur cap and sat down. "You don't seem much perked up, you folks. Why don't the babies run about an' play an' show mo their Christmas presents?" mn h I tint. '''Jt atpntj) w r