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JLeg-end With a Moral, Telling- Why
He Was Imprisoned.
HERE was, once upon a
time, so the legend says,
a little boy called Jack.
His real name was John,
but they called him Jack
when he good and John
when he was bad. I regret to state that
they called him John about half the time
and Jack the rest. Perhaps you have
heaudaf boys like that.
Now Jack had a nice home and a father
and a mother and yet he was not happy
and obedient. If he was told not to do a
thing he immediately wanted to do it, and
since his parents were too fond him, he
had his own way most of the time, lie
could not receive a box of candy without
eating it all up at a meal ; he broke all
his toys, and he cut a hole in his sister's
doll to see the sawdust run out and this
fill his sister's as wide as it would stretch
than which there could be no more
terrible disgrace. Fancy, just fancy
having to go to school and being asked
what you got in your stocking, and say
ing, "I got nothing, but Mary got a toy
rabbit and six oranges and candy, and a
balloon, and a doll, and a firecracker."
Wouldn't you just want to sink down into
the ground after having to tell that? Of
course you would.
And Mary kept warning Jack that he
had better mend his ways, but he just
didn't seem to care. Only two days be
fore Christmas he drove one of the best
forks into the window of her doll's house.
Well, after that, of course, it was hope
less. "Santa Claus will punish you," said
Mary, after they were in bed.
"I don't care," answered Jack, boldly.
Nevertheless he was really a little bit
afraid, and he resolved to keep awake
and see what would happen. It seemed to
him somehow that if he were awake
CUT OUT TUZZLE PICTURE ANSWER NEXT "WEEK.
is one of the worst crimes a boy can com
mit, except catching and teasing flies.
And I am not sure that it is not almost as
bad, because the ilies will crawl up the
window pane and make a buzzing noise,
whereas a doll is always quiet and well
behaved, though you must not think she
does not know what is going on. No
indeed !
However, everything comes to him who
waits, including Christmas, and now
Christmas was really coming, and Jack's
parents began to grow very uneasy. For
you must know that boys who have not
been more or less good of course, it is
impossible to be completely good unless
you are a girl do not get presents on
Christmas night from old Santa Claus.
Hitherto Jack had always received pres
ents, but this last year he had behaved
worse than ever before. He had cut a
cruel gash in his sister's doll, so that it
had to be sewed up in the doll hospital,
and he had pulled the wings off a large
blue fly, and he had sucked the paint off
Noah's wife's nose, and he had pulled
the tail off the toy dromedary and broken
the leg of the elephant, and altogether
he had acted in such a manner that it ap
peared probable that Santa Claus would
leave his stocking altogether empty and
Santa Claus would not be able to do any
thing to him.
Did. you ever try to keep awake on
Christmas Eve and wait to see Santa Claus
come down the chimney? If so, you
will remember how impossible it is. 3y
and by, try as hard as you may, your
eyes begin to close, and when you open
them again you find it is morning and
Santa Claus has filled your stocking dur
ing the night.
Jack tried hard to keep awake, but he
knew that he must have slept, because
he awoke suddenly to hear a tiny voice
lamenting bitterly.
"Oh dear," it cried, "Oh dear, what
shall I do? My chest hurts me so where
it was sewed up."
There was silence for a while, and then
a still tinier voice was heard to exclaim :
"Whiz, whiz, buzz, buzz. Oh I can't fly
any more and I shall have to crawl up'
and down the window pane for the rest
of my life."
"My word!" exclaimed a harsh voice
indignantly, "my word ! Here all the rain
has stopped and I have to go ashore on
Mount Ararat without any paint on my
nose."
"Umph, umph, umph!" groaned the
dromedary, "what is the use of having