TO ALL
We wish a Happy Christmas
and that the New Year may bring
you all the Health, Happiness
and Prosperity you ask lor.
Sincerely,
The Farmers & Merchants Bank
Alter a Me Dinner, a hoary Desert Is not desirable either for health
or enjoyment. >'ots, assorted from the many Tarletles we have Jnst
receded. answers the Desert question easily and economically.
A (nil and select line of fruits and candles for the holidays.
Our lli.e of Feed Staffs Is complete and onr prices are attractive.
COME AJiD SEE ME.
J. Allen Harris
LOXJISBUEG, ^ North Carolina
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HOTEL and
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Main Street
LOUISBUKG, N. C.
The beat of meals the mar
ket affords and prepared In
ths best of fashion.
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accommodation of all who
wish to spend the night, ail
well furnished.
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keep disappointment tram breaUm
[HtUe Vlrgle's heart on Christmas
morning sthan tht. Kn?? >TinTro"
before had a 1 way 8 been the happiest
d*ys of her life and as Mrs, Moore be
gfcn to think of those happy bygone
days her heart seemed that it would
burst with pain.
Before coming to Boston Mr. and
Mrs. Moore and Vlrgle had ltve'd in a
beautiful home on the banks of the
Wabash. There had been no home
life more sweet and happy than that
of their home but misfortune and
trouble will come, even to those who
least expect them.
Mr. Moore had been suddenly trken
sick and all that skilled physicians
and loving friends could <!o, he died
leaving Mrs. Moore and Vlrgle all
alone in the world, for one of the
qttWr thtngs about the Moore family
was that they were a family living
; wlmuui kindred
or relative, in all the world as anyone
had evetflgMot.
h malSSSK} not bee9 a rich man
hlrf fortune was sufficient for a
comfortable and happy llfe so Mrs.
Moore had never known the hardships
of poverty until after Mr. Moore's
death, when to her frreat wonder and
astonishment she found that Mr
Moore had secretly gone Into the spe<J
ulatlon business and had lost every
penny he possessed and there was
still several debts to be settled.
After all the debts had been paid
and all the business straightened out,
Mrs. Moore found herself and Vlrgle
homeless and penniless ln the wide
wide world, but Mrs. Moore was a wo
man not to give up under her heavy
load so she put her shoulder to the
?n*el and began to push determined
to make the best of her new life she
could. She had come directly to Bos
ton secured a position- a? clerk In one
of the large department stores on main
street but the cost of living was high
and the small salary that she so faith
tully earned was hardly enough to pay
room re-it and buy sufficient food and
clothes for her and Virgle. to say noth
!"* ?' '^e Pleasure and privileges they 1
had hitherto enjoyed. During the
earlier part of winter there had bean
no need for extra expenses but now
t tint Christinas was coming and little*
Virgle was looking for her bountiful
supply of presents and enjoyments as
usual she found herself confronted
on all. sides by problems that her
brains seemed incapable of solving.
She had a great faith that God would
not forget them so she had thought
and prayed over the matter for a week
or more and having arrived at no sat
isfactory point she decided to trust
her and Virgie's fate to the hands of
one greater than she.
Virgie awoke early Cnristnias Eve
morning, jumped out of bed slipped
into her little gingham dress and built
a fire in the grate, then she rcn to the
window, pushed back tiie curtains and
peeped out and found to her great de
licht that all the grouiui and build
ings was wrapped in a heavy, white
blanket of snow and the large, fluffy
flakes were still falling in a steadv
jloan pour. "Oh, mama," she cried,
'we are going to havs a real Christ
mas sure enough for th?r? Is a big
sr.ow on the ground just li'te in, 'The
. -pht Before Christmas.' " and she
Just danced around the room in her
!aushlr* i" her childish glee.
why. what a sweet little girl I have
to get up and build a fire on such a
col, -1 morning. Is there really a snow
on the ground?
\ 03 mania, and I am so glad." Vir
gie ran back to the window
Mrs. Moore went back to her work
as usual that morning but before go
ng she kissed Virgle goodbye and
Bhere.hWaSv,real tears ,n ber eyes as
. t , what a great change
f-hri? ?'ace ln her Iite slnce last
Christmas Eve. She had been so hap
PJ ' en " making preparation for
Christmas and In putting up Christ
mas decorations. Now her k?nd true,
loving partner and pal had been tak
en from her and she was having to I
work hard for a living.
All day Vlrgie was trying to thlak
of some plan or something new to r
that night for she felt her loneliness
more, than ever and all her childish
nature was calling for some amuse
ment from the outside world and the
little brains were working hard to
plan some adventure tor tonight. At
last she arrived at a satisfactory plan.
"I'll do It," she cried, her eyes shin
ing with excitement. 'Til go and
try to make somebody tiappy by sing
ing at their windows and oh, what a
grand adventure It will be, I can
hardly wait for tonight."
' Mrs. Moore came home earlier than
nsual that night and Vlrgie ran to the
door to meet ljer. 8he was so eager
to tell her plan and ask for mother's
permission. Mrs. Moore was afraid
to let Vlrgie go at first hut after N a
brief consideration she gave the so
much desired permission, saying to
herself that perhaps that would be
the only real Christmas )oys the lit
tle one would have.
About dark Vlrgie was ready to
start on her mission. She wore a lit
tle brown coat, a brown fur cap, and
a pair of reda mittens. She was
pretty picture as she ran down the
stairs out the door and Into the street
The night was cold and hitter but
very beautiful. The snow was very
deep and as light and fluffy as could
be. The moon had Just arose In the
clear blue sky which was filled with
millions of twinkling stars and all the
atmosphere seemed to be filled with
the beautiful Christmas spirit.
Not far from Vlrgle's home was a
mission home tor old homeless la
dies. Vlrgie went first to tills build
log. She went to one of the large
side windows and getting up under
the window where the bright rays
from within fell oft her sne began, to
sing. The words fell on the night air
In a clear, sweet, childish tone,
"It came upon the midnight clear,
That glorious song of old," etc.
Many laces appeared at the window
la a It* mlnqtes. some pale sad worn,
atfcer* wrlakUd and crowned with
waisai at (liver hair.
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When Vtrgie had nnlshed her song
the old ladies clapped their hands and
their faces showed such Joys as they
had not known in a long time. Virgie
was so glad to see the old (aces all
aglow with happiness that she sang
another and then another then wish
ing them a Merry Christmas, she ram
on down the street, leaving behind
her a large window filled with (aces
and a band of Hearts that had really
been touched by the Christmas Spirit.
Vlrgle went to many different hous
!es and at each one she was greeted
with loud applause and cheerful faces.
In ninny windows wsib pretty Christ
;mas trees and Christmas decorations.
?People were laughing and talking.
'.Little children were busy Betting up
Jpretty holly trees and hanging up long
stockings and the poor little girl as
jshe watched all these beautiful scenes
seemed to forget hor own self. She
.seemed to be living in a circle of hap
jpy children who she was watching
through the window of a beautiful
building on main street. They had
lust finished putting up a pretty holly
trnsh all covered with beautiful red
berries and was standing around the
tree viewing their works. As Virgie
watched these she forgot that last
Christmas Eve that had been her hap
py task, while now she was out In the
cold, cold street and her only joy was
In seeing other little children happy.
She forgot that back at home no stock
lng was hanping by the .mantle and
she couldn't tell why but in some way
she felt like mama wasn't expecting J
Santa to visit then tonight. She look- 1
ed so changed from the way she look
ed last Christmas and was always so i
sad when she spoke about Santa
Claus. but her little childish heart
could picture no obstacla great enough
[to keep him away oven If they did live
away up on the third floor and in a
little room almost hidden from the
j outside world, Virgie still had faith
[.enough to believe that he would look
ffor her as he always did.
"I must hurry, or rianta will come
before I get back and hang up my
stocking but I wonder who lives in
that beautiful building yonder."
Virgie stood in front of one of the
most beautiful homes sl)e had ever
seen. It was a large gray stone man
sion. Beautiful lights of all the Christ
mas colors was shining from the
large carved windows. Virgie was so
fairly taken away by the beautiful pic
ture she could hardly move. Finally
she came to herself and crcpt a little
nearer. She was almost afraid to
venture up to those windows but at
lost she decided to try just one song
and go home for the moon was al
ready high in the sl;y. She crept
just under the window and began to
Sing in a clear, sweet voice. "Oh lit
tle town of Bethlehem how still we
see the lie," etc. The itvret childish
voice sounded like that of an angel
for .-h- r.rre- sang so sweetly as
then. Just as she reached the end of
her first song some one within the
room began to raise the window and
then a face appeared at the window.
It was the face of an ola man with
silver hair. His face was drawn and
pale written with lines of care and
trouble. There was a cold, bitter ex
pression in his large, black eyes that
w-as somewhat dimmed by time and
the sternness of his manner so fright
ened little Virgie that she turned and
began to walk away but he said in a
cold, hard voice, "Please little one,
don t let me frighten you away. Sing
just one more of your beautiful carols
please." And something in his man
ner caused little Virgie's heart to fill
with pity forLhim so she turned back
and siing not only one but all the
Christmas songs she could think of.
The eyes of the old man was not one
time lifted from the face of the little
singer and when she had finished he
said "Won't you come in and warm?
for I'm sure it is very cold out there. "
Virgie for the first time, realized that
her little hands and feet were numb
with cold.
Yes thank you," she said and walk
ed towards the door. All the while
wondering what that beautiful house
could look like inside.
The old man opened the door and
led Virgie down a long hall and Into
one of the most beautiful rooma she
had ever entered. A bright Are was
burning In the grate and its ruddy
glows sparkled on the pretty paint
ings on the silver gray walls. All the
furniture was of a beautiful a|. er
grey color also. The floor was cov
ered with rich heavy vervet rugs.
The old man pulled a large rocker
up by the fire and Virgie sank down
among Its soft velvety seat.
When virgie looked up at her com
j>afl1on she f on n d him gaging at her
as if-to? scrutinize every line of her
iorm.
"Well, yon haven't toid me your
name," and a smile spread over hla
face.
"Virgie Allen Moore," she replied
"I knew It, my God, I knew It," he
cried and fell back In his seat with a
face as pale as death. Virgie gazed
at him with a. horrified expression.
"What did ho mean ! had he ever seen
her before?"
"And pray tell me where you came
from? Why you are here and where
is yonr mother? Why I thought Ru-u
er- your mother was far away |n Illi
nois . "
"I live up In the third story of one
of those big houses on Weet Church
street, and mother Is there all alone
now," said Virgie as she arose for she
had forgotten that she had a home or
mother during the past few minutes.
"Sit down chold, sit down. Where
Is your daddy? and why are yoti here?"
But I-I must go to mama, she Is all
alone and I promised not to stay i
long," and 'she turned toward the |
door but her companion caught her
by the arm and pulled her back. She
fi?ced him with a strange expression.
We are glad to call your attention to our complete
line of Fresh Meats. We have most any kind you
might wish and of the choicest kinds. Call in and see
them and leave your orders or phoile them. They will
have our prompt personal attention.
St? the prices below:
Choice Cuts Western Steaks 35o
Boa it Beef 20c to 30c
Stew Beef 12Y3C
Small Tender Pork Chops 30c
Fresh Hams ; 30c
Shoulders 25c
Bib or Side 25c
Fresl Pork Brains 25c
Spare Bibs 22%c
Pickled Tripe 20c
Cooked Chitterlings 20c
Armours or Kingans Bacon, pound boxes .... 45c
Sli- jl Bacon S5c
Frankfurter Sausage 20c
When you kill your hogs bring your sausage meat
in to us and let us grind it ^or you with our large elec
trically driven Sausage Mill. We are prepared to grind
your sausage at small cost.
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LOUISBURG, North Carolina
Why-er what do you mean and who
are you? for Virgle could not under
stand his actions at all.
"I am Robert Allen, your mother's
old hard hearted father, your own
grandfather. Now please tell me
where your father is acu way you are
here."
Virgio had drawn back against tho
wall and was staring at him with a
terrified expression. Cou*d it be true?
Did mama really have a dac^dy? She
had thought not. Why hadn't mama
ever spoken of him?
"I have no daddy now," and little j
Virgie hung her head while her eyes !
began to fill with tears, "Daddy died i
last July and some bad men came and
took all we had. Then we came here
to live and mama has to work hard
every day, to get something for us to/
eat and ? er," but her companion stop
ped her he had heard enough. He
gathered her in his arms and for the |
first time kiosed the cheeks of his on
ly little grand daughter then he walk
ed over to the wall and touched a
small button which rang a bell and
soon a servant entered the room.
"Mary, tell Judson to bring a car
to the door, at once." The girl bow
ed and went to carry the message.
Now warm good Virginia for we are
going to bring mama home, yes home
the home she always loved so well,"
and there was an expression on the
old man's face such as had not been
there for many a day, an expression
of happiness and real }oy.
"But gran-d-," and there Virgle
paused while a shy smile crept over
her face.
A happy expression crept In Mr.
Allen's eyes as he said in a tender
voice, "Yea darling you may call me
that but there Is the car." He led
Virgle down the hall and out to the
car where he placed her on the rear
seat took hla aeat beside her and gave
the driver orders to drive to 407 West
Church Bt. aa quick as possible and In
a few minutes Virgle found herself
lending her companion up the long
flight of stairs and Into the comfort
able little bed room where Mr*. Moore
was standing by the window gazing
out Into the night. When Mr. Allen
and Virgle entered the room Mra.
Moore looked around and when she
?aw that Virgle had a companion, a
Strange look came Into ?er eyes. Sev
eral minutes of silence followed then
the reconciliation came, "Oh It la papa
my own dear papa, can It be true that
you- have really come at last?" and
aho ran to Mr. Allen with outstretch
ed arms.
"Yes qiy darling Ruth. I have com?
and can ypu find It In your hejufto
forgive ariiT love as you uaa <5 your
old har<Theartea~~fothert**
"Papa I forgave you long ago that
Is If I had anything to forgive. I was
the erring one so can you forgive me
and take me back as iv daughter after
nil these long yearsT"
Tha truth is I forgave yon long ago
bir? if was not until tonight that I ore r
ramp my pride and stubborn will and
I owe It all to little Virgle. And hero
Mrs Moore gathered the little one In
her firms and wept as she had never
before, while Mr. Allen wept such bit
ter tears as strong njen seldom weep.
In a little while the happy trio was
on their way home and yes it was to
be a real hpme in the future," even
more hapj>y than It had been in her
early days before the coming of
handsome Raymond Moore, whose
winning ways and charming manners
had entirely won the heart of sweet
Ruth Allen who was the greatest joy
and pride of her father's heart, her
mother having died when one was a
small child.
Raymond had been a poor boy and
Mr. Allen who was a rich banker, had
declared that If Ruth kept her word
and married Raymond Moore, he would
disinherit her and never look on her
face. A bitter dispute had followed
in which rash, harsh words had been
used by both then one night Ruth
eloped with Ray the man whose love
was the greatest gift she asked for in
this world.
They had gone directly to Illinois
and fortune having favored them Ray
soon had built a nice little home. Eight
years of peace and supreme happi
ness were spent in this home. Then
had come the great sorrow and trou
ble that had thrown Mrs. Moore and
Vlrgie on the wide, wine world alone.
Mrs. Moore found the home of her
childhood changed but little. Her
room was Just as she had left It those
long years ago and no one can tell the
great joy that filled her heart as she
went from room to room viewing the
pretty things that had once been the
Joys of her girlish heart.
Vlrgie's first question was where
Bhe could hang her stocking or If
grand papa had a Christinas tree.
After Vlrgie had hnng a long stock
ing by the chimney and gone to bed
Mr. Allen and Mrs. Moore sat by the
Are a long time and talked. Then
Mr. Allen prepared for another Jour
ney along the street. As he walked
along the street on that beautiful
Christmas night his heart was filled
with gladness and sweet Chrlstntas
Joys and he felt that the mission he
was going on was one of the greatest
In afl the world.
On Christmas morning there was
not a happier' little girl In all Boston
than little Vlrgie as Bhe opened her
eyes In the early light of that Christ
mas morning and saw that not only
hnd Santa left a well packed stocking
hut close by her bed stood a beauti
ful Christmas tree all loaded with
every 'kind of gift that could delight
her childish heart. Now she knew
mpfna's fears had been wasted on false
grounds.
What babe new born Is this that In a
manger cries?
Near on her lowly bed his happy
mothor lie*
Oh, see the air la shaken with white
aftd heavenly wings ?
This Is the I/Ord of all tho earth, this
Is the King Of King*.
Glider ? A Christmas Hymn.
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