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THE CHINA MAIL, JANUARY 20, 1989.

By BUD FISHER

BUT HOW DO I KNOW YOU'LL COME BACK? LEAVE YOUR CLUB AND GUN HERE AS

SECURITY!

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THE DAILY SHORT STORY

WHEN CHRISTMAS COMES

Old Man Bradshaw objected more emphatically than any to the presence

December I Toward the first of went down country on business and of the Garlands. And because Brad- didn't get back until two days before in the Christmas. I hadn't given the Gar- shaw was the richest man county and the most powerful, every- lands a thought in that time, one else suppressed all charitable driving into town I noticed the light feelings which the sad-faced Garlands in their kitchen window and I noticed might have inspired.

The Garlands were poor, dirt poor, and Bradshaw had learned somewhere that Randy Garland had served time. He didn't know what for, and he didn't care. It was enough that Whitefield, which had never harbored any but strictly honest, well-to-do old Yankee stock, was forced to abide poor white trash.

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Worse still, the Garlands moved in to the old Rae shack, the land of 300-acre which adjoined Bradshaw's farm. Nellie Rae had tried to sell the place to Bradshaw after her hus- band died and she moved to Town- send to live with her married daugh- ter, Bradshaw had promised to buy it. But he never got around. to it kcould and now Nellie, who never tolerate the old man, took a grim sort of satisfaction in renting it to the Garlands.

Goodness knows how the Garlands survived that first year. They had a brood of youngsters, four of them: in

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an evergreen wreath hung there, and poor, I fell to thinking about that forsaken family huddled around the kitchen stove inside. I conjured picture of those four hungry kids and how their hearts much be aching be- cause it was near Christmas time, and how Randay and his wife must feel.

I thought about it all the way into town, and I thought about it still more that night and the next when I saw so many kids enjoying themselves and plentiful dinners so many gay and being eaten, and knew that everyone was warm and happy.

Christmas day I thought of it till I I stand it any more, and couldn't harnessed up and drove out to Mal Vassar's place.

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"Mal," I said, "I've been thinking about the Garlands. I don't care a I'm a damn what Bradshaw says. Christian man and it's my duty

I've got my sleigh load- help them. ed down with stuff. I'd like to have you take it over there and tell them-

By Richard Hill Wilkinson

all, which meant six mouths to feed, well, tell them anything."

Mal's eyes flicked with warmth and and the attempts of Randy Garland

"Wal!" he said "By to cultivate the two unfertile acres admiration. which went with the place were gum, there's a backbone in Whitehead Then, his blue eyes pitiful indeed. The townsfolks left after all,"

"Pears you're too late, them strictly to their own resources, twinkled.

" he says.

"The Garlands though more than once when driving however,

I by we saw the Garland kids. out in done right well this Christmas,

than the yard. They looked peaked and reckon they had more to eat

And the kids had toys and undernourished, but they never stared you did. at us. boldly or wistfully. The place the old folks right nice gifts, too."

I stared at him. "You mean you-" always looked neat and clean, and

"Nope," said Mal. "Come with me." there were always wisps of clean, star-

He led me across his corn field and ched curtains at the windows.

Oh, we felt sorry enough "for the over the hill to where his orchard Garlands, and we secretly admired, adjoined that of Garlands: and, old them, for we knew they were proud man Bradshaw, "See that," he said, and trying to get along, but we never and he pointed to where a path led We were afraid of through the snow around the back end wer near them.

Brad- of Bradshaw's field to the "Garland homes property. The path began at Brad- skirted the shaw's back door, and woods where one following it couldn't be seen from the road.

Old Man Bradshaw's wrath. shaw had mortgages on our and on our businesses, and he would have sold. us out in a minute-if we crossed him:

Garlands

I stared and stared and then looked The mystery of how the survived that first winter was explain at Mal, Mal's face was wreathed in He was smiles. "Don't you never tell Brad- ed partly by Mal Vassar.

He'd shore foreclose perhaps the only man in the county shaw I let on. who wasn't afraid of Bradshaw. He the mortgage he's got on your place owned a small apple orchard, which then. The trouble, he added, with he worked when he chose, and he you an' everyone else around is you raised a few chickens and owned a forget that even a man like Bradshaw cow. Most of the time he hunted.

is human, and he can't help showin' Mal was seen talking to Randy Gar- it when Christmas comes."

Copyright, 1988, By The Aɛso- land, and when we`questioned him he

ciated Newspapers.) looked surprised.

"Why, sure," he said: "Sure I called on 'em. I call on 'em every time I go * by there. Mighty interesting chap to talk to, that Randy, Garland, Nice Trouble with you family he's got. folks, you're a bunch o' soft-brained. cowards Huh! Bradshaw! Why, Bradshaw ain't no different than any-. body else. He'd respect yuh a hull lot more if yuh stood up to him."

Well, that was all right for Mal to Bay. Mal didn't have anything to lose. The rest of us did. I ho wanted the ads out of White- fivid we were going to help him by showing no friendship or interest in their welfare.

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