[HOW SANTA CLAUS CAME.]
BY WILLIAM O. STODDARD.
"Now, Don," said Rad Burnell, dolefully, "do you believe any kind of a snow-storm could stop Santa Claus?"
"From coming?"
"Well, yes, that's it. I heard father tell mother 'he' couldn't get here in time, and I know he meant something about Christmas, by the way he looked at Petish and Molly."
"Was Berry there?"
"She was sound asleep in the cradle, and mother said, 'Berry won't care, but it'll be a dispoint for the rest of 'em.'"
"It's an awful snow-storm, Rad, but I guess Santa Claus'll come, for all of that."