Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 46, Number 346, 24 December 1921 — Page 29

THC RICHMOND PALLADIUM. SATURDAY, DUCKMHKU 21. 1921

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George's Christmas Once upon a time there was a little boy, named George. Ho did not believe in Santa Claua. His father said, that there was a Santa Claus, but still George didn't believe it One night something happened. Little George forgot to Bay his prayer. Santa Claus had been looking in the window. When Santa heard that George didn't say his prayer, Santa went on to the next hou.se. And when the little boy woke up in the morning, he didn't find anything for Christmas. Then he be-

LEFT-OVERS in a TOY-SHOF

Scene: Coiner of an old ioy

shop. There are shelves loaded

with books and small toys. Larger

toys stand on the floor against the

wall at back. There is a door at back of stage in the center. Toward

the front of the stage stands a

large square box gaily decorated. One light is burning in the shop. As the curtain rises a clock strikes ten. The cover of the box flies back and Jack-in-the-Box sticks his head up. He has a comical, clown

face and wears a jester's cap.

;k-- u . " r,'- JACK-IN-THE-BOX (sadly): It's

for Christinas " i Christmas eve and 1m still here. Then his mother said that he; That means I dont g'et sold this had better say his prayer next year. Christmas Eve. Helen Frances! Tomorrow I'll be packed away Kinert. grade 415, age 8. ln some dull, dusty place to stay.

JACK PLAYS SANTA CLAUS

It was the night B4 Christmas, and the Kidder children were all astir. This year Jack was 2B J, and they were getting ready his bag. Cary

FRCNCH DOLL: Will, I shold

think that you'd be glad; I'm very sure that I'm not La, la! . It's good to know curls

Won't be pulled out by silly girls. They'll have uo chance to tear my dress Or lose my pretty shoes, I guess! MECHANICAL CLOWN (getting up from a box on which he lias been sitting, walking jerkily for-

glie.'

show

TOY-SHOP KEKPK11: 1

j wo'd better wrap them now. sad.! fore's paper. Come, I'll

1IIV j you how.

Not many left- and so I thought It would be nice I really ought Well, anyway, thes el'ew things here Wouldn't be much good another year, And so I'll send them off tonight

some sober faces

kids be

glad. To get these thing.-? Make haste, my lad. (Indian Doll and French Doll chip hands softly. The Tin Soldiers shake hands excitedly. The Clown takes a few happy, dancing steps. The Jack-In-the-l!ox jumps up and down, bobbing his head and smiling. The clock strikes ag"in. and the curtain falls yith the toys

brought ai-and

Jim

A ft I

and his own

Jean a and a

Then they went across the street for their friends, Billy and Betty. They

put in some toys, 2. Billy carried the

tree. Soon they came to a little

There were no signs of Christmas. They went in. Billy set the tree depvn and put a on top, and XJ? s were placed all around. At the nottom of

ward, ana speaking in a squeaky,; 'p() make

choppy voice): I in glad the boys )riiit. won't-have a chance I My, won't those orphan

To wind me up to make me dance First thing you know - they'd want to take My in- - sides out it makes me quakeTo think what dread ful tilings they'd do! I'm glad that I am left here,

too.

(A large box at the back of the

stage opens and out climbs two tin1 once more stiff and silent.)

soldiers. They march to the cen-

ler of the stage and go through aj snappy drill.) TIN SOLDIERS: Three cheers! ! Hooray! Wo think it's great I That we've escaped a horrid fate No careless boys will throw us 'round I Or leave us rusting, on the i ground. j

INDIAN DOLL: Great Spirit, thanks to thee I give, For now in peace I'll get to

live,

Carl's Christmas It was cold and dreary on thn day before ChriM mas, but tinstreets were filled with people. A lonely little house stood back a little from the broad streets of a large city. A little boy and his mother lived there. His father was dead, and they were poor, but they were kind and loved to do things for people. The boy was happy because lie had a little money to buy his mother a present, but his mother was sad because she could not afford to buy her son a present. At

girl can pull my

No paleface

hair Or make me funny clothes

wear. JACK-IN-THE-BOX : It's sour grapes with all of you! You know the things you've said aren't true. Youre hurt because youve all been left, Of Christmas joy3 and mirth bereft. You know inside you're sad, like me,

A Narrow Escape One Sunday afternoon a little girl named Alice asked her mother to take her and Carlo, her big dog, to the beach. Her mother said she would. They started after dinner. Alice found a cool place about ten feen from the water, along a steep bank, where she found some sea shells and enjoyed herself while the dog climbed the rocks and rostod at the top of the bank. Her

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a booK . carlo curled up and went to t: sleep. After awhile Alice heard ! Hie water rushing near her.

The tid-e was rising. She looked about for Carlo but did not see him. The water had reached the bank. She had gone to the dangerous part. She tried to climb the bank but couldn't. The tide was coming very fast. She screamed. Carlo heard her and came running to her rescue. She followed the dog

Because no child will smile to and he led her to the top of the set1 ; bank in safety. (Jack-In-the-ISox ducks suddenly i She then told her mother about and lid flies shut. Key is heard j her adventure. She said that Carlo turning in lock. All the toys go i ought to have something for what back to their stiff positions. The Hie did. Her father got Carlo a old toy-shop keeper enters, fol-'nice collar for his bravery. By lowed by a boy.). ( Esther Stanley, Middleboro schooi.

night the little boy came in with a bundle. He went upstairs very softly so his mother couldn't hear

; him to wrap it. up. lie went to sup

per you would not call it a supper hut a lunch but he was satisfied. Then after super his mother told him to go to bed for Santa Clans comes early. So, he went, and so did his mother. After all was quiet a large machine drove up and brought h Christinas tree with lots of presents for Carl and for his mother. The room was piled full, of things next morning, when they" got up. Everything was addressed from Santa Claus, except what the little boy had given his mother Robert Shelley, grade 4A, Starr school. A GRACIOUS SEASON "Some sayes that ever 'gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The Bird of Dawning singeth all night long, And then (they say) no spirit can walk abroad, The nights are wholesome, then 'no Planets strike, No Faery talks, nor Witch hath power to charm; So hallowed, ar.d so gracious is the time. Shakespeare.

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JUST KIDS-What's the Use of Livin'?

By Ad Carter

Billy and Betty gave. Then, after

, a and a small

putting a

in the branches, they

shouted: i S!S f Iff X f

M wisnes an or you a ivierr

Christmas and a Happy New Year, and joyfully went out the door. Julia R. Burr.

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