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J .' ' . ' . : i V'. v V 4HEBEE; QMAHA. SATURDAY. DECEMBER 25, 1920. s M Short nj . SANTA CIAUS JUNIOR By H. KATHLEEN DUDLEY Toy Town was open I A perfect ecstasy of joy flooded the small ' person of Jimmy Brown and illum inated his pinched little face, as-he clutched the chubby hand of his lit tie sister tighter aid ' made the founds from one fascinating toy to another. "Oh look Feggy!" he exclaimed, his voice rising in a crescendo in his excitement, - 'There's a horse uith real hair tnd look', at the ' drums painted every color with tassels on them. Oh Peggy 1 He looked down at'tfie curly little head, tien understood why she did not share in his nthusiasm. . The tip of his own small nose was Just; on a level with .the counter wBile Peggy's it was irbovc a little- mouth that was beginning to tremble, an ominous signal.shc could see none of the wonders lie was pointing out to her. . , 1 "Oh, Peggy, I forgot youiweren't . grown up, he murmured contritely, lifting her up so she could view the array of toys. "Do jou see them now and the little train that runs around on a track?" hut even yet they did not exist as far as Peggy was concerned. Her eyes were glued immovably an another object 1 ," "Peggy wants that doll." Two little arms reached out - longingly towards a hlhe-eyed, fair-haired baby doll., "Give Peggy that, doll," she ended pleadingly. . "Hush, Peggy," Jimmy put her on ' the floor again, with a truly mascu line dislike . for pcenes. "I can't buy it for you now. I haven't enough money, tut you wait and Santa Claus will bring it to you." , Still Peggy hung back and then followed a lerflflhy and glowing de scription as to now that beloved gen tleman would arrive on Christmas eve and come right dowii the chim ney with a big pack of toys on his back , and the doll would be there and he would put it, right in her ownJ i.nie vnrisimas stocning, ana so ne enticed her away irpm her heart's ; desire. "st At sapper both children chattered away excitedly, describing to their 1 mother the marvels they had seen, not noticing, in heir haste to tell her all, that slie( was unusually quiet. . When Peggy )iad been safety tucked safely in her bed Jimmy hus tled about importantly, helping clear the table. , . - "Won't Peggy be happy when she gets that doll," he exclaimed, his. eyes v shining, completely forgetting self in his love for his sister. "Jimmy, you arem6ther's. littleJ man, aren t you?' his mother s voice was serious and suggestive, of tin ehed tears. .' ', . 1 , Sensing disaster; ' Jimmy '-squared his ihoulderr'irtd hodded his hettd, not trusting hirrbejf to speak, as a lump had come unbidden to his throat J ) N She dropped, on her knees beside him, gathering him up in a quick embrace. "Oh, Jimmy darling, I am afraid Santa won't be ble to come this year," she choked. ' "Why, I thotfght he always came." "No, dear, he sometimes forgets little poor children, and we are very, very poor, and will1 have barely . enough to eat even that day. If your father had only lived I" and the poor woman sobbed bitterly. , J "Never mind, mother. We won't care So much," Jimmy said bravely, swallowing his own bitter disap pointment. "Mrs. Eddy gave me 10 cents today for shovelling her i walk, and we can buy candy with that for Peggy's stocking." -"Yes." Mrs. Brown gripped his hand and dried her eyes hastily as if ashamed of her tears. "And we can pop some corn and perhaps make some ginger bread men. We'll man age' somehow, won't we Jimmy boy?" He was apparently sleeping peace fully' when she came in to give, him his goodnight kiss, but long after --she had left the room he had to bury his head deeply' into the pillows, where he, could sol) forth his grief unrestrainedly.' If he could have ijust one little toy! He caught his breath sharply, and forgot to cryi .The doUI He, had forgotten about ihat. . yet he must have that doll. He had promised Peggv Santa would bring it to her. He nrust have it. When the first pale rays struggled through his window the hext morn ing Peggy was up, and clamouring on his bed began to tell him of the "booful" doll Santa was going to bring, and each hour seemed but to intensify her longing for it, until for the first time in his life he avoid cd her, and he noticed a hunted look creep into his mother's eyes. The climax arrived that evening, when at her mother's-knee, her, curly head bowed reverently river shcr dimpled h?nds, she ended her simple petition, "Please 'Dod' tell Santa hot to for . get my lollie." , It was , snowing heavily next - morning, ajid Reggy clapped her little hands with delight as she watched the big soft' flakes go whir ling by the window, and a ray of hope even penetrated the deep gloom that enveloped her brother, as he , jcined her. Snowing! Mrs Eddy would want her walk shovelled again. Perhaps." oh perhaps there would fee lots of Mrs. Eddy's in the city who would want their walks sh.ovtlled also. It was a very hungry and a very quiet little boy who sat down to din ner that day, and the meal was hardly over before he had slipped quietly off again. The hours dragged by on leaden wings. How heavy the snow was! It seemed as if with each shovel full the weight increased. His little arms ached, but Jhe store of pen nies, nickels and dimes in his pocket kept increasing and increasing. Now ana then in answer to his knock and timid question, a harsh voice ordered him away, but for the most part he was received kindly. "It is getting late," he murmured. "I must harry. "Just one more path and I'll have enough," and he sum moned trery atom of his faltering energy and worked steadily on. The store .was jammed with Christmas .shoppers. Fear clutched his heart. Supposing it was gonel But ;: no there it was, pink ribbons and all, smiling down at him from its lofty height At last it was done no ia brown oaoer. and tucked safe- & tide! fell rr Hojj hspjy fcfj THE GUMPS SN65 rMt IN WM.KS THNWS v QWtMG OF outx ANt A COUPLE OF BIRTH More Truth By JAMES J. THE GUILTY CONSCIENCE Everybody's gone to bed An' I can't hear a single sound Except the bu?zin' in my head That keeps a goin' found and round. . My reg'lar bedtime's long went by; I been awake six hours, I b'lieve; ' I never knew the reason why But I can't sleep bn Chris-mas Eve ! I've been an' listened down the stairs , A hundred times, or pretty near, He must be close around somewheres, But I am sure that he ain't here. They say he has an X-ray sight That goes right through the thickest wall, An' if you haven't acted right , He never comes around at all. I wonder did he see me when I hooked that apple off the store, If he was snoopin' round there then I s'pose it made him kinda Sore. An' when I broke the baby's cart", , That's got me awful scart, somehow; I wonder would he have the heart To hold that up against me now., . I dassn't try to' go down stairs; - That board that's loose would mebbe track, Or I would stumble orl the chairsi An' he would take 4he presents back. That is of course if he was here An' had a lot d things for me . . V Oh Gosh! This night seems most a year. Suppose he isnt' comin'l Gee! , NOT SAFE TO TAKE ANY CHANCES Meat was still high enough to make it advisable for Santa Claus to leave his reindeer at home. . . - , , DON'T FORGET HIM - Tne postman" who staggers up to your dqor with two hundred pounds of Christmas mail will not be bothered by the added burden of the dollar bill you are going to give him. . IT ALWAYS HAPPENS Many a small boy will be disappointed this morning when he finds that father broke his electric locomotjve playing with it last night. (Copyright, 1920, By Th Bell Syndicate, Inc.) was! He could picture Peggy's oy on the morrow. He trudged steadily on as he had" no money left for car fare and the snow began to fajl again, impeding his progress. It was such a long way home and every muscle of his pain racked lit tle body cried out at - evervsteo. If it vrtrtild only stop snowing! The- arins were so deep He stumbled and fell, but picked himself up and Degan again. He shifted the heavy parcel to the other arm and duor his blue little fingers deep into' his pockets. He did not feel tired now but deliciously drowsy. He must sit "own and rest just for a minute. But no, his mother would be wait ing anxiously for him as it was get ting quite dark. He struggled a few steps farther, fell, stumbled a few more steps, fell and lay quite still. When he awoke he felt delightfully warm and tempting odors seemed to pervade the air. His mother was bending over him. " "Oh, motherl" he cried, an agony of doubt taking possession of him. "Did I just dream it all or did I get the doll and lose it?" "It's safe, my dear, brave boy," she was covering his face with kisses. "Me wants tiss. too," Peggy ap peared, her arms tightly holding her precious doll. "Santa : came," she nodded gravely towards the foot of his bed. . , ' He sat uo rubbine his 'eves. Never had there been such an array of toys,, arums ana horns and trains am: there beside his bed stood the horse with the real hair. "Yes,1 dear," his mother smiled. "He came' in a big automobile. You were right near the rtfa'd when y6u fell and the light from the car shone on you as he drove slowly through the deep snow. He carried you in, still clinging to the doll. "Why, this is, the best little char, in the city," he said, when I . had told him our story, and he went off, coming back with all these toys and many other good things besides." Jimmy sat spellbound with happi ness for several minutes, then he turned to his mother. "I just knew Santa wouldn't for get us," he said. .Where It Started The Monorail. ' The , first practical one-rail rail way was made by Charles Lartigus in 1882 in Algeria. He used a car, which straddled the rail, with mast of the weight low enough to pre serve balance. His principle was later applied to a passenger-carrying railway, the Listowel-Ballybun-ion line in Ireland, in 1886, which carried passengers for. years. The monorail has not come into univers al use, however, except ,at amuse ment parks and occasionally for transporting material (Copyright, itio, by th WkMNr SynOl. ,. nuking - " j Than Poetry MONTAGUE Common Sense -BROADEN OtlT. By J. J. MUNDAY. ' If you consider your opinions in fallible, you will make little advance till you get rid of your self-conceit. While you think your ideas always right you won't learn from others. The only chance a conceited per son has of improving is the forming of correct . solutions through their own correct deductions. But this source of knowledge will nottake you far. Xone has sufficient brains to' ana lyze every matter which comes up and to arrive at a correct answer or position relative to all problems, from within. The self-pleased man is not open to conviction will not listen to argument and so he cannot be con vinced of errors. He has but one mind working for him. The man with strong mind, well balanced, allows for mistakes- he might 'make, by getting the bfest lights from others which he tan command on the perplexing questions and then sifts and weighs and con siders and finally, arrives at a con clusion which is not puffed up be cause he gives credit where due. Trust such a man to come some where near being right. (Copyright, 1920, by International Feature Service, Inc.) I'M THE GUY I'M THE GUY -who laughs when you get a bad fall. How can I help It? You don't know how foolish you look. If you should only geta peep at yourself you'd have to la"ugh, ' too. My, but you did cut a comic figure. The graceful way you caressed the floor would make anyone's sides split' . I can't 'stop to raise you to your feet and fMld out' whether you are hurt or not? I. know you got a ter rific bump, all right, and I'm sure you'll feel the effects of it for some time. But I've got to laugh. That's all I can do. r ' Don't get nia'd at me' arid , call me a' grinnicg monkey. Just be cause you've met with a little acci dent is no reason why the world should weep. Maybe, I would be sore if you'd laugh at me when I fall. But that's neither here nor there. Be game about it, and take it In good parts even if it does hurt. You might as well, because bawling me out isn't going to stop me from laughing. ' ' .' . ' I tried to make you see the funny side of the matter, but what's the use. You're just an old grouch, that's all. - (CgyyrlsJlt '3110, - ThorfTpjon Feature, " - THE BIG SHOW IS ON SLE'EPY TIME TALES CHAPTER XVI. Fatty Coon jPlays Robber. After Fatty Coon played barber shop with Jimmy Rabbit and his brother it was a long time before he met them again! But one day Fatty !l 1 Fatty paused and looked at'the .brothers was wandering through the woods when he caught sight of Jimmy. Jimmy dodged behind a tree. And Fatty, saw Jimmy's brother peep from behind another. You see, his ears were so long that they stuck far beyond the tree, and Fatty couldn't help seeing them. "Hello!" 'Ftty called. "I'm fclad toee you." And he told the truth, too. He had been trying to find those two brothers for weeks, be cause he wanted to 'get even with them for cutting off his moustache. Jimmy and his brother hopped ouf from behind their trees. "Hello!" said Jimmy. "We were just looking for you." Probably he meant to say, "We were just look ing at you." He was somewhat up set by meeting Fatty; for he knew that Fatty was angry with him. v "Oh, ho! You were, were you?" Fatty answered. He began to slide i'c. vn the tree he had been climb ing. Jimmy Rabbit and his brother edged a little further away. "Better not come too. near fls!" he said. "We've both got the pink eye", and you don't want to catch it." Fatty paused and looked at the brothers. Sure enough! their eyes were as pink as anvthing. "Does it hurt much?" Fatty asked. "Well it does and it doesn't" Jimmy replied. "I just stuck a brier into one of my eyes a few minutes ago and it hurt awful, then. But you'll be perfectly safe, so long as ycu don't touch us." "How long does it last?' Fatty inquired. "Probably we'll never get over it," Jimmy Rabbit said cheerfully. And his brother nodded his head, as much as to say, "That's so!" Fatty Cvon was just the least bit alarmed. He really thought 'that there was something the matter with their eyes. You see, though the Rabbit brothers' eyes were always pink (for they were born that way), be had never noticed it before. So Fatty thought it would be safer not to.go too near them. "Well, it's too bad," he told Jimmy. "I'm sorry. I wanted to plav with you." "Oh, that's all right 1" Jimmy said. "We can play, jflst the same I'll tell you what we'll play. We'll play-" "Not barber-shop!" Fatty inter rupted. "I won't play harber-.shop. I never liked that game. Jimmy Rabbit started to smile. Hut h" turned his smile into1 a sneeze. And he said "We'll play robber. . You'll like that, I know. And you can be the robber. Yoti look like one, any ho'." That remark ade Fatty Coon angrv. And he' wished that Jimmy hadn't the pink-eye. He would have liked to make an end of him right then and there. i "What do you mean?" he shouted. "Robber nothing! I'm just as good as vou are!" -' "Of course, of course' Jimmy said hastily. "Ifs your face, you know. That blafk patch covers vour eyes just like a robber's , mask. That's why we want you to be the obher." Fatty had slipped down his tree to t)ic ground; and now he looked " iulo ihc creek. It was just as Timmy said. Fatty had never thought of it .before, but the black patch of short fur across the upper part of his face made him look exactly like a robber. "Come onl" said Jimmy. "We can't play the game without vou." "Well all right!" said Fatty. He began to feel proud of his mask. "What shall I do?" "You wait right here," Jimmy or dered. "Hid'" behind that tree. We'll go into the woods. And when wc come' back past this spot you jump out and say 'Hands up!' . . You understand?" "Of coursel" said Fatty. 'But hurry up! Don't be gone jonp" 4 THE TALC OP FATTY GO0N BY ARTHUR, SCOTL-MtEXJ ' "Leave that to us," said Jimmy Rabbit. He winked at his brother; and .they started off together. ' Fatty Coon did not see that wink. If he had, he wouldn't have waited there all- the afternoon for those Rabbit brothers to t return.. jThey never came-back at all. And they told everybody about the trick they had played on Fatty Coon. For a long time after that wherever Fatty went the forest-people called "Rob ber 1" after him. And Jasper Jay was the most annoying of all, be cause whenever he shouted "Rob ber 1" he always laughed so loudly and so long. His hoarse screech echoed through the woods. And the worst of it was, everybody knew what he was laughing at. (Copyright, Grosset A Dunlap.) Dog Hill Paragrafs 'By George Bingham Sile Kildew went to Tickville Sat urday afternoon and stood around to eavesdrop on . somebody, but he says the line must of been out of fix as he couldn't hear a word. Yam Sims is now thinking about for awhile Saturday. He leaned against a telephone pole and tried marrying a red-headed girl near Rye Straw. But she has a good farm. It was at first believed that by hav ing both sides of the checkerboard at the postoffice checked off twat two games could be kept running at once. Parents Problems Should children be allowed to answer the front door bell? This depends upon circumstances. In the country or small town, there is no reason why it should not be done. In the city, it would be less wisev Relief Ship for Irish. London, Dec. 24. The Evening Standard's' Cork, correspondent says that "at yesterday's meeting of the relief committee announcement was made that a ship was coming from New York with goods for the suf ferers from the recent fires and dis orders, while American sympathizers also were sending large sums of money. The English , and Ameri can Society of Friends has offered its. help. WHY- is St. Nicholas the patron. Saint of Christmas?, , This particular saint was Arch bishop of Myra, in Lycia, in th: fourth century, and appears to have been a hly person of many and various attributes. He is the patron saint, of Russia and espe cially of the serfs, because he protected the weak against the strong; Vf Venice and other sea port towns, because he is reputed to have stilled a storm while journeying to the Holy Land; gf boys and oP young girls. He is supposed to have died on Decem ber 6, 342, and his festival on the anniversary of that date has been celebrated for centuries in Roman and Greek Cath6lic countries with special reference to his fa vors toward the young. In France, St. Nicholas Day !s the great fete-day of children in general, and in many of the southern provinces of Germany the festival is celebrated as a pre liminary to Christmas. Gradually, however, the two have become merged into one, and the prox imity of the 6th and the 25th of Decemberhave made St. Nick or "Santa Klaus." as the Dutch, settlers of New York called him the patron saint of all young sters who hope to receive presents on Christmas morning. (Copyrlrht, l:o. by th , "fttieeler Syndicate. Inc.) J.H.l'i.l. .1.- r. Drawn Cmyri NeW York Is Becoming Quite Parisian as It j Sells Smokes to Women ! New York, Dec. 24. New York is -becoming quite Parisian. If you don't believe it take a look at today's papers.-- - - . : --feminine smokers niceties. sings a coy , little advertisement, The - rare anu ; treasured gift, it continues. " " Among the articles listed are jade ash receivers how much more charmincr and expensive than- the old-fashioned masculine brass ones lacquer cups, silver mounted' and lined,-might be used-perhaps in a pinch - for a grape juice highball; nting biscjite plates and cigaret boxes of rolled leather or old brocade in laid whh jade "carvings. Famous Works of Art From Potsdam Palace Recovered in Paris t - , . . Paris, Dec. 24. Paintings valued conservatively at $500,000, identified as some, stolen from Potsdam, have been found .in a hotel here readyto be sold by two Germans, who admit ted to police that they had brought them from Berlin. . Among the pictures are one Mo net two Cezanne and two Renou ardt valued at from $15,000 to $65,000 each.: v The two Germans, named Georges Castari and Hugo Bealus, have been arrested, ;, charged with importation of art treasures. " Robter Suspect Taken. Chicago.. Dec. 24. After barricad- rtv In !m fal ( en die iiim trV tt Mro ft surrounded "by police, Paul Hansen, m years pia, surrenderee- auer sev eral hours' siege. He was arrested as a suspect, in the slaying of Paul J. Loberg, a' jeweler, who was shot during a holdup in Loberg's store. Hansen is said to be out under $10, 000 bonds under charges of partici pation in several other robberies. AMUSEMENTS. LAST TWO TIMES r CHRISTMAS , Matinee Today, 2:45 EARLY CURTAIN TONIGHT , AT 8 ANATOL FRIEDLAND ; W ALLIS CLARK; JOHNNY BURKE; Emily Darretl; Frank and Milt Britton; James, and Etta Mitchell; Oiakl and Taki; Topics of the Day; KinogTaras. Mati nees, 15e- ttf $1.00. Nifhts 15e to S1.23. Christmas Matinee and Night Seats Now Sellinf. EMPRESS Last Times Today . "Prediction," comedy playlet by Hugh Herbert; Wheeler and Potter, comedy novelty with xsong and dance; Cham berlin and Earl in "A Vaudeville Menu;" Mikado Japs, Japanese novelty. Photoplay attraction 'THE DEVIL TO PAY" Fox News, Mack Serine tt Comedy. 'OMAHA'S FUN CENTER" Dally Mat. 15c to 75a Nites 25c to $1.23 BiretV fierarrf'l Thirteenth Annual FOLLIES of the DAY SiBS! With HARRY (ZOOP) WELSH tnd Johnny Weber. A world of splrlteoT fun that flti the Holiday week like a (love. Gorsoout Mttlngi. Glorious Beauty Chonu. 1 LADIES' DIME MATINEE WEEK DAYS lxl 1-4 SAT. A. M. AM USE. Auditorium A'i The Tuesday Musical Club Presents P A VLO WA 'THE INCOMPARABLE" With Her Ballet Russe. and Symphony Orchestra Prices $1.00 to $3.50 Seats Now Seiinj No War Tax IfirlfJtiJfc DANCING CAFE . SPECIAL CHRISTMAS , DINNER 11.50 . Ssrvad All Day and Night Continuous Dancing From 2 P. M. to 1:30 A. M. TWO JAZZ 'BANDS I Mai MMI f atineo ....... 25e ' light .........55c JACK CON-NEBS. Met. BEATTY'S A-Co-Operative ' Cafeterias Pay Dividsnda to Thos Wko Do tho Work a aPeaanaHLnfrn IP it i i i i i for The Bee by Sidney Smith. - ht. lflio. rh 'IV' .." i rilOTOPLAVS. SPECIAL MIDNIGHT . SOCIAL MATINEE ' PRE-SHOWING OF Madame Jl Monday Evening: ' ; December 27, ll'P. M., ati the Admission $1.00 War Tax 10c Tickets Now 'Selling ' '. f at the Box Office 1110 ti&r&FliA i M J rr r P "OWN HOME.- I Last Time. Today "DOWN HOME" " O s ZANE GREY'S FAMOUS "RIDERS OF THE DAWN" . - ; Offering for your approval MAE MURRAY and DAVID POWELL in a Paramount Supers-pedal, "IDOLS OF CLAY" nARRY SILVERMAN'S ORCHESTRA x ' . FInylns; a Special Xmaa Overt are, YTTLEnOE POTPOtTRRIj "AROUND THE XMAS THEE." J issJfcjyf W r1 I M II t k I I 2 "efW GuBIfy U ' f 1 1 V I JLl ' "TIC? Jh- "UNSEEN FORCES" With Sylvia Bremer, Rosemary Theby, Conrad Nagle and an all-star cast. Johnny Hines in "Torchy's Double Triumph" . New Rialto Orchestra, featuring "Chapel Chimes" Style Committee Urged : For Next Legislature Lincoln. Dec. 24. (.Special.) At torney General Davis is of the opin ion that the coming session pf the. legislature should follow out, the plan used by the recent constitutional convention and have a committee oif style and phraseology in order tliat bills . bcfqre passing could be ar ranged so that there would be no question as to their meaning. PIIOTOPIJIYS. LAST TIMES TODAY I. ' ' THO . . Six' Reels of Real ( Entertainment CHARLIE .CHAPLIN in "EASY STREET' i ...... . . j i Motion Pictures of the j" KEMPER-WENTWORTH Thanksgiving - - . . FOOT BALL GAME , 4- "When the f iH you lave has left you. And you're tired .out, aqd blue, .. . . If of all Joy she's bereft you. " And you don't know what to do. Let this ray of hope com,e stealinf, It 'will brighten up; the gloare, .', ', And dispel that' dark blue feeling, " If you take a trip "DOWN HOME." T 8 V . eft a..--