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Er gives more homo weiijbiia jtjajf b a a J piers in Nor York a te a Co na Gila Kg to ai V fc- 1 1 MM all J A Npp3per sent York a No Newmarket Friday 26 if In v i t Day r We specially for the Era The of Christ Always A FEW OF THE MANY USEFUL PRESENTS foudjt-vv-l- from per pair I to Knives and Carver op to Hand Sleight to Brad A HARDWARE Wringers each Plated Tea Plated Had Irons in set all Air Rifles Organs in each Cards all I NEWMARKET Fuji nineteen ccDturies have rolled away Since first angels sang the herald song the blest advent of a Foretold for ages and expected long That Christ veiled in the flesh Had come to lift mankind to God afresh He took upon Himself the form of man That He might feel and know his frailties And give the succour needed all divine Touched with the pangs of his infirmities He came to save the world His own behest The Fathers love to then made manifest With acclamations loud heavens arcades shook When the high Prince of Glory left His throne And all His dazzling splendor He forsook To tread for man the all alone An embassy adown the starway came In robes of radiance and celestial flame They bore a royal message full of love Of Peace on earth and good will unto men From God who reigns in majesty above Who sent His son to bring back man again To pristine favor and to peace restored The Father reconciled by men adored The shepherds heard who watched their flocks by night The joyous song of Glory unto God And brighter the suns most gorgeous light Was the effulgence ihcy abroad Their songs awoke the echoes of hills While fear and every shepherd nits The seraphs filled with wo at the scheme Desired to Godlike plan And neer grew weary the saving theme Which grew as the ages ran They magnified the King of earth and skies When they beheld the Godchild with surprise I The royal infant in a manger lay A stableroof the shelter His head His resting place the soft ana fragrant hay Which formed the of lowly bed The crowded Inn no room for Him could find For Him who came to die for all mankind Saved by Christmas Dream It was late Christmas eve when my ball dress was sent home and Marie nay dainty fingered French maid had finished braiding my heavy black and adjusted my new an exquisite diamond bandeau Nora brought up the dress nicely folded and Marie sprang to take it from its wrappings and lay it out on the bed As Marie lifted dress and shook its rich folds a slip of paper fell to the carpet It was hid and I was a little startled as my ran over it But then trimmings a rich lace and cord were perfect It was an expensive dress bub I didnt think it would be ward me I beheld- ray own The fig ures glided around me then seated themselves on the opposite side of the apartment each looking steadily at me and with my own dark eyes Gradually the figure nearest my right seemed to invest itself with the ac cessories of a picture and a thin mist hid the others from my sight A child of ten summers stood in the yard of an old brown farmhouse with the westering light of the sun set streaming over the building and bathing her tiny figure in a flood of gold I did not speak even in a whisper while the picture of my eri- feire childhood was unrolled before me but thoughts like these glided athwart brain Was I once that happyhearted wild romping child whose greatest care was to please her parents and whose greatest the loss of some woodland pet Even while I sat gazing the Turkey in the oven pies all made peek in toe pantry- Haint a bit she full goodies My how we will eat When we get a chance let Tackle turkey meat Say ex Full ez he cn stick Guess though Haint no fuller Ill be pretty quick My- 1 Dinner time comes slow When a fellers waited All forenoon you know Here she comes I Hip hip hooray Say I Theres nothing finer j good old- Day a I If I l r He who had made the world pronounced it good Ignored the pomp and luxury of earth Each small event arranged and understood With purpose planned the time and place of birth His Kingdom was not earthly nor did He Want aught of this worlds hollow pageantry It was not chance that Jesus birth occurred In unpretentious Bethlehem so small For centuries before the prophets word Foretold that out of it should come to rule A Governor in Israel one whose ways Have been from everlasting ancient days Wise men impelled by some superior forte Thought the time near ser- had propltsitd They saw the star and noted well lis course And followed It Until stood beside The humble wherein Saviour lay Within his mothers arms from day to day They brought as to a king their precious gifts Of gold and silver frankincense and myrrh From tropic lands and rifts Brought as rich token to confer There strangers all from distant climes they meet To pour their at the Saviours feet All those- who In Him trust are surely blest Are fit to live and yet prepared to die It Is the plain condition and the test To claim as citizens the realms on high He sends His chariot from above to take All true believers home for Jesus sake Richmond Hill Dec quite that and Mr Gordon had slowly faded and out the dim that money had been getting tight for that had enfolded the figure some time back I wouldnt show nearest the child rose fair and clear him the bill just yet so I thrust it second picture before me into a drawer of my dresser and turnj a ed to Marie who stood waiting w moonlight beneath the rustic I my reflection JnS in the mirror with much complacency 1- 1 j 1 was a child no loneer when the door opened and Mr don came in for a moment I was of half frightened at his pale Kited XT you will keep late rase air Arm step came up the walk tod ay that I shall not be able to join was a at madams tonight Business 5 in and frankfaced man who down town I Before I could ask him he thought of my dress he passed out of the room and presently I heard the street door close It was nothing new me to attend parties with- out the escort of my husband for somehow he was always in business neither was it new for Mr Gordon to look grave or pale for he had lost his fresh color these late years At length I was ready and was driven to the home of Mine Staple- ton One ball is so similar to another in the world of fashion that to recount how the hours passed in madams drawing rooms would be to tax patience Sufficient it to say it I was long after the midnight chimes had rung I was handed from my car riage to my own door by the most distinguished gentleman of my set The atmosphere in the drawing room was warm In con trast with the temperature of the sharp December night without It her and Daisy blushed and they in and sat down together in Eloquence was necessary to love the moonlight by the west window in those days anil Daisy and Charles Gordon sat long moonlight and talked together Charles al ways thought he must leave by but he is in no haste tonight Ten half past ten eleven goes by and there they stand in the moonlight When they part a tender kiss burns on Daisys cheeks and a gold ring gleams on her finger She and Charles arc betrothed and she goes to her chamber sleep the first dream of a happy plighted love For a moment I stretch out my hands toward the maiden in the farm house but the scene grows dim the figures fade and another picture un folds before my view ft was a bridal scene Charles had grown more grave looking for he was a business man now and three years had added lustre to Daisys fuller figure Both were trusting and beloved and saw none A Christmas Game j- t You are to write a capital on sheet of paper white standing at table At the same time you must try to make your right foot swing in the opposite direction from that which the pencil is following on paper It sounds easy Try it in every way you can think of First get your foot going toward the left in an easy swing and then start the letter and see what will happen Then try beginning the letter first and going- in presently with the foot in a circle in the opposite direction If you do not laugh at the result you will probably be prof ana San Francisco Evening Post q The Christmas Message Cold must be the heart that has no response to this great Christmas sentiment barren indeed the home in which no recognition of the Christ Child enters no thought of that gift that has made all men brethren To the poorest and hum blest of us this Christmas message speaks The wise men required the guiding of a star but to the shep herds the angel spoke face to face- and there is a Christmas sentiment in all these gay streets and jostling- crowds that the wise men of our own day are not always the first to un derstand In a few more days the evergreens will have faded and we will be going about our business with all the stern realities of hew year before us Hut we shall carry something over from this great holiday that will not fade if we care to keep it green a new impulse of faith and Jove thai- will seep world still growing brighter and better because of Christ mas day Philadelphia Time The Chtnstmas Farmer fldvoeatsl P GRANT Sixteen persona were killed ud many injured in a railway near Byron Hot California It is reported that Boers are preparing to settle In Colorado New Mexico and Texas pleasant to sit there with my hut clouds of gold in the long vista dainty slippered feet over the regis- future and the waves of lustrous silk bathing the carpet and reflect that I swam on the topmost wave of the sea of fashion In the city around me and the Christmas chimes ringing out from the church towers and the warm air stealing up from the register soothed my senses to delicious calm ness Suddenly while I sat thinking from the dim corners of the draw- 1 room seemed to glide out a train of figures each dressed in unfashion able garments bygone days And vet fitrange to say each garment was recognized by me aa something hat I had Worn in those days and in the face of each turned to- I could only sit and gaze longingly and eagerly while phantom faded away from my gaze Another pic ture now rose before me I saw myself clad in a cheerful morning robe Charles had in business gold poured into his and with gold came Fashion with Ambition and Pride and a score of Demons In her train It You are and you are beau tiful In the great world you would Sit an acknowledged queen Put your husbands wealth to Let not your fade out in the nursery Your child will get on well Concluded on Page Patent fair I The Golden Fields are Waving The sun sets golden red A sleeping Empires waking An Empires day is breaking A maiden Empires making A mother Empires bread f The above lines were written by the clever American author who makes his home in or the beautiful colored frontispiece the Christmas Farmers Advocate of London to which the readers of that everpopular periodical have been treated Some idea of the magnitude of the issue may he seen from the fact that it actually requir ed tons to print it Some 30 or W specially written articles on every phase of agriculture and kin dred themes by the most eminent writers continent and in Great Britain appear in its which are embellished with over and reproductions of many of the best modern paint- Ings It is a unique production every page disclosing Interest and value We congratulate the Farmers Advocate on Its success and the farming interests of the country on having such A splendid With large and compe tent thoroughly understanding the practical needs of all depart- of agriculture the Advocate has laid plans tor that make it indispensable to the man who wants a reliable and highclass farm paper at a very modest outlay The future has a golden tinge The past too may seem pleasant But Just about the ChrUtnustide Theres nothing princess of Wales a son on Dec l