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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
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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.
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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
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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
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for The Bee by Sidney Smith.
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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'
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Motion Pictures of the j"
KEMPER-WENTWORTH
Thanksgiving - - . .
FOOT BALL GAME ,
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"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."
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