Caricature; wit and humor of a nation in picture, song and story . is youth. They had apass and could travel that way as far as they liked with-out expense. Otherwise he would not have let themtravel. For old Titewad (and it was none other!) hadall the other stingy people you have ever heard of backedprecipitately off the planks. He drew closer to the fireand took a lump of coal, extinguished it, and put it backin the scuttle for use to-morrow. He remembered, with a start, that it was ChristmasEve. First he had startedwith a thought, and ended bythinking with a start. Thus do things reversethe
Caricature; wit and humor of a nation in picture, song and story . is youth. They had apass and could travel that way as far as they liked with-out expense. Otherwise he would not have let themtravel. For old Titewad (and it was none other!) hadall the other stingy people you have ever heard of backedprecipitately off the planks. He drew closer to the fireand took a lump of coal, extinguished it, and put it backin the scuttle for use to-morrow. He remembered, with a start, that it was ChristmasEve. First he had startedwith a thought, and ended bythinking with a start. Thus do things reversethemselves in life. Remembering that it wasChristmas Eve made him alsoremember that it was thetwenty-fourth of the month,and uneasiness seemed to takepossession of him. He aroseand paced the floor. As hepaced he was racked withemotion. Pacing and rackingare almost synonymous asracing terms. Back and forth went the oldman, his slippered heels beat-ing a tattoo on the floor. Theold chap would beat anybodyor anything, even a tattoo. My goodness! What a bad/nan he was!. RIGHT IN LINE. Theres one good thing about living in this can hardly give us the go-by I Finally he opened the shutter. He shuddered as hesaw the swirling snow and heard the shrieking of thewind. It was just terrible cold. Then he closed the shutter with a shudder, also withhis right hand. I guess he had the shudder in his handwhen he closed the shutter with it. That must havebeen the way it was. He went and put on his heavy shoes and donned hisfur overcoat. He pushed an electric button to call hiscoachman, and soon he Sarahed forth into the night. Iwould have said sallied forth, only Im not sufficientlyfamiliar with the term to use its nickname. He gave abrief and gruff order to his coachman, and away theywhirled through the storm. What were the thoughtsthat had come unbidden to the mind of the old man as hesat by the fire in his cozy room? He had been thinkingof a widow who lived in a lonely spot in the s
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