. St. Nicholas [serial]. A Hl-ADING FOR MARCH. HY liDWAUD L. IALMER, AGE 17. (HONOR MEMDFIR.) I crept up closer to the window and looked out. It wasmoonlight, and I could plainly see the bear facing I wished that I could shoot ! But I called Uncle Rob, who shot the bear, and Tomslept through it all. A little later, I received a beautiful bearskin rug formy room, with Uncle Robs compliments to the girlwho caught the bear ; for he insisted that if I had notawakened him, he never covdd have shot it. AN EVENING I HAVE ENJOYED BY GERTRUDE NELSON (AGE 12) {Silver Badge)It was the evening of m
. St. Nicholas [serial]. A Hl-ADING FOR MARCH. HY liDWAUD L. IALMER, AGE 17. (HONOR MEMDFIR.) I crept up closer to the window and looked out. It wasmoonlight, and I could plainly see the bear facing I wished that I could shoot ! But I called Uncle Rob, who shot the bear, and Tomslept through it all. A little later, I received a beautiful bearskin rug formy room, with Uncle Robs compliments to the girlwho caught the bear ; for he insisted that if I had notawakened him, he never covdd have shot it. AN EVENING I HAVE ENJOYED BY GERTRUDE NELSON (AGE 12) {Silver Badge)It was the evening of my twelfth birthdaj, and Grand-father and I were sitting alone by the great fireplace inthe library. It was so quiet that even the soft tickingof the mantel clock seemed loud, and it made me feellonesome and depressed, for no one else was home—noteven Mother or Daddy ; they were at the seashore hav -ing a lovely time. And then the good time we had last year came back. TRAVEL PICTURE. BV NANCY , AGE 15. to me, with Mother, Daddy, Louise and Jack, and Grand-mother. Louise and Jack, who were engaged last year,are married now, and Grandmother has passed away. Well, my girl, said Grandfather, trying to be cheer-ful, this is rather different from last year, is nt it? I nodded, not feeling inclined to talk. He broachedone more subject, and then, seeing I still said nothing,relapsed into silence. The fire flickered and almost went out, so I rose andput more wood on. Hardly had I seated myself againwhen the door-bell rang. I did not care who or what itwas, being much engrossed in my own thoughts, till Iheard some one approaching. And who should it be but Mother and Daddy !I, being tooastonished tospeak, could onlyembrace themboth. They ex-plained that theyhad come oneday ahead tosurprise Grand-pa and me, know-ing we wouldbe lonesome. And so wetalked on andon, just as afamily would,Daddy givingus some pres-ents they hadbrought. Andevery one seem-ed to g
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