J. Theobald and Company's extra special illustrated catalogue of magic lanterns, slides and apparatus (circa 1900)

152 54 4 It was Christmas Eve,—the honrs passed on, and a strange presentiment ef fear began to oppress her 6 “ How do, old girl ?” ho stammered, as ho stumbled into the house 6 As she opened the kitchen door, a cry of dismay broke upon her ear 7 “ How are you. Grey ? Let’s go and drink to your good fortune ” 8 “ It is gone, all gone, Maggie,—the whole quarter’s salary. ’Tis a heavy loss I ’ 9 They met their pastor, with whom they had a long and earnest talk 10 “ Is anything the matter, mother ?” asked Jamie 11 “ Hold your tongne, boy! ” thundered James 12 “ Oh!” cried the child, jumping up, and pressing both hands to his aching head, “ I don’t think father has any right ” 13 “My! what a swell! there’s style!’' cried an impish-looking boy, with a head like a mop 14 “ What do yon mean to do ?” he cried, as his young tormentors closed around him 15 They had a mock trial, wherein it was urged that the Greys tried to set themselves up 16 “ There, what did you do that for,—eh ? you knew that yon would out me, you did.” 17 “ Well, I'll tell you one thing, mother; we shall have a good chance to do good ” 18 Jamie only pressed the little hand tighter, while they picked their way along the dirtv lane 19 “ Sir,” said Jamie, is it here that my father gets drunk ?” 20 “ Kitty hasn’t had any dinner or supperand he put his arm around the sobbing child 21 Old Tiger took Kitty in his arms, and led Jamie from the store 22 Taking his worn handkerchief from his pocket he spread it carefully over the swollen features 23 The next day was Sunday, and Mrs. Grey sat vainly trying to soothe little Paul 21 He told the old story of how his father began to drink, and how he had drunk up the pleasant home 25 Weasel signed next, and more than half the rest followed 26 The miserable man looked at the little waxen figure with a vacant stare 27 Suddenly a cheery voice aroused him from his trance 28 “ You have killed him—your little son ! Killed Jamie—our tittle Jamie! ” 29 James Grey stood by in sullen despair, while the various remedies were tried SO In the dead of night his trembling fingers seized eagerly upon the scanty store 31 She knelt beside the bed, and prayed that God would take him soon 32 And Weasel, standing at the foot of the bed, glared defiantly upon the intruder 33 And in ihe solemn silence—clear and distinct—rose the little prayer 34 James Grey bore his little child away from his burning home out into the chill and solemn night 35 James Grey sat with his dead child in his arms 3(; *• What Jamie ? ” cried James Grey, eagerly stretching out his hand 37 And James Grey enters with a quick, manly tread Service of Song, 4d. “For Mother’s Sake;” A Story of the Demon Drink, by J. T. Allen. Author of ‘ A Wasted Life,” 4e., &e. 1 lie re-arranged the pillows and made the bed more comfortable 2 rbe lay there with the death clouds gathering round her 3 (Effect) When John Challoner wooed and won her heart’s best love 4 (!■ fleet) As she stands a blushing bride at the altar 5 (I ffect) She sees once again the borne of her early married life <’> iFffect) Then the Demon Drink crept into their midst 7 (r fleet) Blows in the place of care-aes were given to Mary in those days 8 (f ffect; Want and penury, disease and death, became strangely familiar to them 9 The uo.thei’s musiugs were interrupted by the rwtiance of hereon. ‘ I huvo Brought you some beef tea, motirer,’ be said