The Golden Rule from Lansing, Kansas • 8

YULETIDE, 1.3 STRENUOUS THE STRANGER full of AN EASTERN LEGEND Here's a song of Christmas mantel socks Tin trains scattered round the mixed with' building blocks; jacks and wooden guns, candy, s'veet; Awful mess for father to step bare feet. room and Written for the Bulletin dolls and An aged man came late to Abraham's The sky was. dark, and all the plain was bare, in his He asked fxrr bread; his strength was well- nigh spent; Sirig a song of trouble, twang, the yuletide His haggard look implored the tenderest care. The food was brought. Ho sat with thankful pvos.

i But spake.no grace, nor bowed he toward the east. lyre, Grandpa's acting-Santa Claus his whiskers are on fire! Everyone shout "Murder!" call the firemen in; -All together, "Fire!" add confusion to the Sing of pandemonium, drums and toodle GO THY WAY IN PEACE (Continued from First Page) he is working on other cases, with a fee to follow after your release. A fee which lie never earns or ever expects, for the reason that you remain behind the walls and he spends vour money on the outside. This administration has been more liberal with paroles than any of its predecessors and yet, if you will go over the list, you will find that but very few were granted when urged by attorneys. I have no tight on the profession of law, but to 'me it seems worse for men who follow the profession to take money from a helpless person and promise to secure him his liberty, than the crime that ninety per cent of you are paying the penalty of the law And so as my space is limited, let me give you this greeting on the glad Christmas time.

Keep your' records clear, and your conduct above reproach, be careful about the employment of any men or class of men who, in the name of. "sweet liberty" promise to get you a parole or discharge. There is a place in the great busy. world for you outside and, some time yOu will fill that nitch." The lesson of the prison is one of the hardest to learn that falls to a human being. You must learn it in a spirit of reformation and be prepared to make good when you get out in God's sunshine; and the great busy Safe sheltered here from dark and angry skies, The bounteous table seemed a royal feast.

But ere his hand had', touched he tempting fare, '--j Thu Patriarch rnsp. and lnnino, nn his: vnd horns; There's no sleep for any one, these early, "Stranger, he said, "dost thou not bow in prayer? yuletide morns. We have young goblins wild of all the Dost thou not God?" He answered fear, dost thou not worship "Nay." The Patriarch sadly children dear; Grin and bear it, parents, Christmas comes but once a Vpar said: 'rrVirn mv Cir cnt nnt mv l-roirl THE PRISONER'S DREAM By George Morandi Another came that wild and fearful night. The fierce winds raged, and -darker grew the sky: But all the tent was filled with wondrous liglit, And Abraham knew the Lord his God was nigh. "Where is that aged man?" the Presence said, Last night within my lonely cell, as I prepared for rest, I thought of days that are gone by and those whom I loved best.

AVhile within these four bare walls must" pass the time away, denied the privilege of man to enjoy the livelong day. Such were the thoughts of who have from misery's cup world. Adopt the spirit of the. world's holiday, obeying the golden rule and remembering that a kind word and pleasant smile which cost us nothing, can bring pleasure to your fellow man, whether on the street or inside the Who made thee master of thy Master's bread? What right hast thou the wanderer forth to: cast?" "Forgive me, Lord," the Patriarch answer made, celebrate this nm iuiu.uu Hoping that before we again years, 'twas thus I fell asleep. And as I slept With downcast look, with bowed and trem- rlnir tli.

if tViona mm 1 1 1 in mnnii rf vnn xvhr will ULV i Lj I 1 CM, ti LI IV. 1 II ill KJKJ a. IV 4 it had a dream 1 dreamed that blin-knee vo Tin. role sind that this Christ- U'11 I was free, seemed I was tree, seemed I and oh. how hannv all thinirs mas will oe merry as it can oe unaer me.

thought friends welcomed me. Mother stood staved circumstances to you and your families and' staeu, friends, New Year, during which a nvi the liand like my brothers grasped me by a borne him long," God said, "and still your passport to the outside will be signed by the Governor; treasure newly found. And then I spied the I wait, little maid to whom I had given my heart and could'st thou not lodge him one night in thy unto me she gently said, we never more shall part. I dreamed that she and I were wed what happiness was ours, and thru, the wan- If our judges had borne with us a little longer; dering of my dream, time passed in golden if we in here would show a little more of this A CHRISTMAS WISH FOR ALL Thomas W. Butcher hours.

It seemed as if a lifetime passed before beautiful spirit of-forbearance and compassion When the year has grown old, and the ilowers the sun had risen; alas, when I awoke, I found toward one another, we would more fully un- are gone, and the naked trees stand out against that I was still in prison, the gray sl3v and the gloom of winter has set- derstand the heavenly message: "Peace on earth and good will toward men." With best Christmas wishes for the "Bulletin" and its makers, believe me. Fraternally yours, Salisbury. THE BEST XMAS PRESENT tied down upon the earth, driving our thoughts in upon ourselves, Christmas comes with its promise of life, and dispels the gloom, and bids us look out again upon the world. If we love humanity we cannot fail, to catch somewhat of Written for the Bulletin The best Christmas present to the world would be the determination of the great nations the feeling, which comes at this, glad season, when the people of the Christian world leave of Europe to cease their bloody warfare; to olT their seeking of self and turn their thoughts put an end to the killing of men: to stop the to others-for such is the Spirit of Christmas, destruction of cities with their cathedrals and And so my wish for you-each and everyone museums and of the humbler villages with their l. 1..

i. TO THE BOYS OF THE K. S. P. Greetings: I extend to you all, a Christmas greeting, my purpose is to give all a square deal, none in tlu'se best-of-days is that your thoughts wut11 iai -s' i 11 i Ait 4.

svnid nnd hotrin tlin wnrk whifb must innvi- snau ne uu-ncu aay irum a.m uut uMuu. iT i 7 i should ask more nor expect less. those about vou, so that into your hearts may tahly come whatever the fighters may feel about come a Hood of the -Spirit of Christ- it-of binding up their wounds and restoring C. A. Tolman, luas their shattered fortunes.

CUBA Deputy-Warden.