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hope the Cousins will excuse my absence. I 
planted the Garden Treasures, but they did 
uot all come up: but what did had beautiful 
flowers. Papa planted the Hird Cantaloupes, 
but they did not come up. The water melons 
did not do well; it was too dry. Uncle Mark, 
you ought to have your picture in the paper. 
Your niece, kmma mohu. 
Crawford Co., Pa. 
[Uncle Mark doesn’t like to show himself.] 
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A BABY PEACEMAKER. 
A CHRISTMAS STORY OF THE WAR. 
HERBERT W. COLLtNGWOOO. 
Teu. you a story? Well, let me see, 
While I am thinking, climb on my knee. 
NOW you arc settled. What shall 1 tell? 
One of the old ones you love so well? 
Tliat one about the old fox and bear? 
Whir? Want a new one? Well, I declare! 
Want one that V true? Something I have done? 
One about Christmas—all three In one? 
What a small tyrant you are, my dear, 
I am your prisoner-waiting here, 
Where tile Ure flashes about the room. 
Here you have spoken my awful doom- 
And l will tell you ibis Christmas eve 
Something no! out of the "make believe," 
Something that happened to me, you know, 
Back in the years or the "long ago." 
Back lu the days ot the war, my dear, 
Blackened ami desolate—far auii near. 
Lay the whole country, as one dull day 
Out Snim the army we rode away; 
Hardly a hundred brave fellows In all 
Gallantly sounded I bo bugle call; 
Lightly we trotted along the way 
Where the great camp of the Yankee lay. 
Crusty and grizzled the captain led, 
Nodding anil shaking Ills rough old head; 
Crusty and grizzled, and not a trace 
of the least tenderness In ids face. 
Nobody knew of the golden curl 
Cut from the head Of his It trie gtrl, 
Cuder the breast of Ills uniform, 
Keeping the tire of his heart still warm. 
Silently, sadly we rode away, 
Thinking of many a Christmas day, 
Back in the years tliat had gone before, 
Happier days that, could come no more; 
So we rode on. till the woods were past 
And the cleared country spread out at hist. 
Over Hie fields lying hlaek and dead, 
I lode the Jong line until, tar aliea I, 
Where the gray river wounl slowly through, 
Rode out a cavalry Hue of blue. 
•There are the Yankees! Halt!" Quick as thought 
Stopped the long line, while, with eager snort, 
Snumiig i lie battle, the horses stand, 
Wldle lii a ivance—with his rough old hand 
Shading Ids eyes- did the captain look 
Long ut tin foe. Then Ids gray board shook 
With a rough laugh, as he turned and said, 
"We’ll try a brush with ’em! Ride ahead!” 
over the cum dry we rode full tilt. 
Every man elusping his sabre’s hilt; 
And the tteree enemy saw US, too, 
Closer yet huddled the line of blue, 
Shouting and cheering at us they came. 
With their sw ords flushing above like flame. 
Bui us we charged on the cheering baud, 
"Halt!" came the order, In stern command. 
And we slopped short lu a great surpilse. 
With a queer picture before our eyes. 
Ear In advance, where his horse had led. 
Halted t he captain his grizzled head 
Bent down to talk to a little child 
Holding a little gray eat. We smiled, 
Spite of ourselves, at the fuuny sight. 
Strongest of ail, at the captain’s right 
Stood a tall Yankee, with curling hair, 
And his men halted in wonder there. 
Rigid where the lines would have met sh° stood, 
Smiling in wonder—tlio little hood 
All at one side, and each round, fat arm 
Quieting Kitty's profound alarm, 
“What an * 1 you doing here. Uttl(t girl?" 
Said the gruiT captain—the golden curl 
Under his coat, with Its soft caress. 
Melting hts heart Into tenderness. 
Trustingly smiled the wee face at him, 
Then at the Yankee, so tali aud trim, 
“Dls is my Kitty -she wimtied away; 
1 have been huntin’ for her all day. 
For tl Is Christinas, you know, and I 
Wouldn't have old Santa Claus go by 
Unless my Kitty could see him, too. 
She needs a wlbhon, she does, all blue. 
Now I’ll do home—I live over dove, 
Dere, with my .Mumrua, ami Tom. and Clare. 
Papa Is dead, he was killed last year. 
Don’t you wish w ars wouldn't be round here?" 
Then the gruff eaptipn leaped to the ground, 
Startling Kitty with clashing sound; 
Stooping, he kissed the red. rose-bud mouth, 
Thinking, I know, of the Golden South, 
Where lay the grave of his little one. 
Hid 'neath the pines from the burning sun. 
And the tall Yankee thrust quick his hand 
Under the edgeot Ida high neck band; 
Up from beneath with a Jerk he drew 
A poor little ribbon of faded blue. 
Round the gray Kilty he tied the band, 
Then, with a kiss and a quick command. 
“ ’Bout face!" He turned on his charger gray. 
Slowly he led hl» blue coats away. 
Who knows what token was tied that day 
To tile blue ribbon he pulled away? 
She kuows who tied the bright trinket there 
Holding her picture—a loek of hafr. 
Yet, 1 am confident when she knew 
That she forgave him—now wouldn’t you? 
Slowly and sadly we rode away; 
Little for fighting eared we that day. 
Slow, as the evening rose cool aud damp, 
Through the long shadows we rode to camp. 
And the rough captain smiled content, 
Though it. had cost hint Ids regiment. 
Run away now, and leave Papa here, 
Are you not satisfied now. my dear? 
There Is your story—a true one, too; 
I think it ended quite well -don’t you? 
• ■ ■ 
It seems good to got back into our own 
place. We have been crowded out too long. It 
seems like getting home again to tind a little 
space on our own page. We will begin again 
with ’’The Story ol' a District School” next 
week. It stopped at such an exciting point 
that everybody is anxious to know what hap¬ 
pened. It will all be known in time. What 
a great pile of letters 1 have on hand too! 
They would fill the whole paper. Have 
patience and they will all be published. 
If good wishes were money Uncle Mark 
would have a fortune this Christmas. All the 
Cousins seem to want him to have a pleasant 
day. Good wishes are better than money. 
Money couldn’t buy them anyway, I want 
everybody to start iu on the new year with 
the best feeling in the heart that can be put 
there. The old year has gone. It had its 
good and its bad times. On the whole, it was 
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LETTERS FROM THE COUSINS. 
Dear Uwlk Mark: I want to wish you 
and Lillie May Smith a “Merry Christmas.” 
1 will tell you aud her about OtUP spelling 
match which wo had last. term. The School 
Board had us get new spellers about the mid¬ 
dle of the term tut 1 gave us 50 pages to learn, 
and then to spell iu the Town lla.ll ,aud they 
would give two prizes to the two that stood 
longest. 1 studied evenings ever so hard, for 
I was one of the youngest to spell. I learned 
my lessons pretty well. The hall was crowded. 
Two of the Board |>ut out the words al tenmtely. 
After we had spelled sometime one of the gen¬ 
tlemen said they had put out all the hard words 
and they must put out words not in the lesson- 
I stood till the third time around on the un¬ 
studied lesson and then missed licorice. Uncle 
Mark, was it really fair to change the lesson? 
Don’t think 1 shall ever miss that, word again. 
You see that beautiful Liberty torch every 
night? Wish Lillie May Smith anti 1 could see 
it. Sister Minnie wrote you about our fi range 
Goddess of Liberty. Don’t you think that was 
most as good as the Bartholdi; Last Spring 
Retta Avery wanted to correspond with a 
Cousin. I offered to write to her if she would 
write to me, aud that is the last I’ve heard 
from her, I will write to Lillie May Smith or 
James Stevens if they will write to me first. 
Yourmece, hattie belle hotcbkiss. 
West Cheshire, Conn. 
[We hope the Christmas will be “merry.” I 
don’t think it was right to treat the spellers as 
they did. 1 hope you will write to Lillie May 
Smith. 1 wish many of the Cousins would 
do so.—u. M.] 
Dear Uncle Mask: It has boon a long 
time since 1 wrote to you and the Cousins. 1 
like to read the Story of a District School. 
We have 400 acres of land. We have horses, 
cattle, and hogs. Wo have 125 acres of corn, 
40 of wheat, ami 40 of oats. We had 2,800 
bushels of outs from 40 acres of land. They 
are the Black Norway Oats. I will have to 
tell you about our dog and cat. They are both 
eight years old. We call the dog Ringgold ; 
he is black with a white riug around his neck. 
The cut’s name is Annie, und she is white, all 
but her tail. Yours truly, 
Shelby Co., Iowu. claude r. hadlky. 
[Thut dog und cat are getting pretty well 
along in years. They ure “old folks” now, 
surely.—u. M.] 
Dear Uncle Mark: It has been a long 
time since I wrote my last letter to you; but I 
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a good year for most of us, I hope. We alj 
want to try aud make the new year just a 
little better than any other wo have ever 
known. 1 am going to try, and 1 guess all 
my boys and girls will try too. 
