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It is a time Jar the reuniting of families and friends.
It is a time to look back on a year almost gone and a new year to come.
The atriral of winter brings with .it'th e newness of a landscape redone in thy purest of white.
And more importunt, it heralds the approach of the most lestire of holidays Christmas.
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Sugar and Spice
by Bill Smiley
;he "Anton 6vosifor
Since 1860. Serving the Community First
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SEAFORTFI, ONTARIO, December 23, 1971
Unto You Is Born This Day, a Saviour
Luke 2: 1-10
And it came to pass in
those days that there went
out a decree from Ceasar
Augustus, that all.,the
world should be taxed.(And
this taxing was first made
when Cyrenius was governor
of Syria.) And all went to
be taxed, every one into
his own city. And Joseph
also went up from Galilee,
out of the city of Nazar-
eth, into. Judea, unto the
city. of David, which is
called Bethlehem (because
he was of the house and
lineage of David), to be
,taxed with Mary his es-
poused wife, being great
with child.
And so it was, that
while they were there, the And suddenly there was with
days were accomplished that the angel a multitude of the
she -could be delivered.And heavenly host praising God
she brought forth her first-.and saying "Glory to God in
born son, and laid him in a .the highest and on earth
manger; because there was peace, good will toward men."
no room for them in the inn.
And'there were in the
same country. .shepherds
abiding in the fields,keep-.
ing watch over their flock
by night.' And lo, the angel
of the Lord came‘upon them,
and the glory of the Lord
shone round about them: and
they were sore afraid. And
the angel said unto them,
"Fear not: for, behold I
bring you good tidings of
great joy, which shall be
to all people.For unto you
is born this day in the
city of David, A Saviour,
which is Christ the Lord.
And this shall be a sign
unto you: Ye shall find the
babe wrapped . in swaddling
clothes, lying in a manger."
In the Years Agone
Prom My Window
— By Shirley J. Keller
DECEMBER 25, 1896
F. D. Hutchison, merchant of Staffa,
is opening a branch business at Farquhar
and will place in charge Fred Coleman
of Listowel who is well and favorably
known in Cromarty and Fullarton.
James.Hill of Staffa, one of our popular
young men, has joined the benedicts, by
taking unto himself a wife in the person of
Miss Harburn.
Chief John Stewart, of the Seaforth
Fire Brigade, entertained the members to
a supper at the Queen's Hotel. At the
conclusion of the meal, served by mine
host Thos. Stephens, the tables were
cleared and the remainder of the evening
was given over to music„ speech and
mirth.
We notice, that Rev. Neil McPherson,
of Petrolia, well known to many in
Egmbndyille, has received an unanimous
call to St. Paul's Church, Hamilton. as
successor to the late Dr. Laidlaw. The
stipend is $3,000.
Wm. Sleeth of town has in his posses-
sion the sm West edition of the Bible.
It 1 +%,, called the midget Bible. The
type is too Small to be read by the
naked eye and requires a strong magni-
fying glass.
D D. Wilson, who returned to town
from the old country reports a very
rough crossing.
An entertainment was held in the
5.5. 10 Stanley school. Music • was
furnished by Misses Graham .° Reid and
Higgins, and Messrs. Reid, Gilmour and
Graham and the Misses Baird. There
was a presentation to Mr. ,McLaughlin
of a handsome Bible and a travelling
bag as a token of esteem on the event
of his leaving the schooA.
Wm McLaren of ,,Cromarty recently
purchased a very fine boar pig from
Wm McAllister of Hay.
While overhauling a bureau, the pro-
perty of the late Dr. Coleman, at the
Broadfoot and Box furniture, an old paper
was found at the back of the mirror. It
is volum.'> I of "The Excelsior Mills
Journal" and was printed at the Expositor
office, and was issued from the office
of the editors, M. Charlesworth & Co.,
Egmondville In 1878.
That the entertainment in Roxboro
school houSe was a success goes without
saying. Insofar as the attendance was
concerned, had• the building been three
times the size it is,_it would have been
crowded. The chair was occupied by
Thos. E. Hays. The proceeds amounted
to $40.00.
Andrew Curry. son of John Curry of
H;rpurhey, has been appointed County
Constable.
Geo. McTaggart, cheese maker, had
a narrow escape from a very serious
accident. His horse kicked him in the
face hitting him on the chin and on his
nose. •
Mr. and Mrs. Robert Turnbull of
McKillop , have removed • to town and
how occupy their comfortable new
cottage, corner of West and James Sts.
'DECEMBER 23, 1921
Thos. Daly, who 'Is one of Seaforth's
oldest merchants, having conducted a
grocery business for the peat 35 years,
has disposed of hi's grocery stock to
Thos. Parlmer.
The Port Colborne citizens has the
following . to, say regarding a well known
Seaforth boy "at a meeting of the hockey
players, Joe Sills was elected captain of
the toam."
Thos. E Hays celebrated his 83rd
birthday on Saturday.
Messrs. Garnet Chapman, Aubrey
Crich, Russet EtriStOw, Harvey Burrows,
Everett Rivers and E. Merrier' of the
Toronto Dental College are home for
the Christmas holidays.
John H. Webster on Centre Street
has sold his farm on the 6th concession
of McKillop to Wm. McClure of Mc-
Killop, the consideration being $7,200.
Regan Bros. of Constance ?"lave 'pur-
chased the Marshall farm in• Morris
Township and will get possession in the
spring.
Waiter McCully of Kippen, who is
coming to the front in the poultry busin-
ess, has made a clean sweep of the
large quantity' he raised this season and
reports sales as good.
A rare specimen of the squirrel family
was killed -a.--clog in Chiselhurst re-
cently. Its-olor was pure white.
Several barns from Manley are draw-
ing gravel in McKillop, between here and
Dublin, to repair the roads on short
notice.
John Marshall of Walton has sold his
100 acre farm to Mrs. Regan of Kin-
burn, th e price paid was $6,500.00.
Clarence Bennett of Walton has
sold his business to John Clark of
Walton.
A pleasant evening was spent at to
home of Mr. and Mrs. John Sholdfce in
TuCkersmith, when a number of their
friends and neighbors came to congrat-
ulate them. They were presented with
a handsome silver tea set.
DECEMBER 27,'1946
One small classified advertisement
which appea4d in the Huron 'Ex-
positor some months ago, is still bring-
ing returns to John Elder, well known
Hensall resident. Mr. Elder,• in his ad
'told the public he had for sale handles
and extension' ladders which he had
manufactured. He would also sharpen
saws. To date he has sold 191 handles
and. 15 ladders and sharpened 134 saws.
Sheriff Nelson Hill, who has been
critically ill for six weeks in Alexandra
Hospital, Goderich, has returned to his
home for Xmas. A. H. Erskine, treas-
urer of Huron, has also returned home
after a serious illness in the hospital.
When Santa arrived in Seaforth, under
the auspices of Seaforth ,Llons Club, he
presented more than one thousand stock-
ings to as many children of Seaforth and
district. Following his reception at the
gayly decorated tree at the corner of
Main and Goderich Streets, the children
were guests at the Regent Theatre.
On Sunday, members of the Lions
Club, assisted by Mrs. J. B. Higgins,
Walker Hart, visited Huron County -
home at Clinton and presented a Christmas
program
Gerald Holland, popular business man
of Dublin, has sold- his butcher shop to
Charles Friend and . Andy Whetham of
London. Both served in the air force,
the latter returning from Rangoon In
August.
Mr. and Mrs. John T. Mitchell,
prominent Hensall residents, celebrated
their 55th wedding anniversary at a
Christm as gathering at the home of Mr.
and Mrs. Carl Stoneman.
Art Campbell , of Exeter, sports di-
rector, last week received a letter from
a friend in China on which there were
two five hundred dollar stamps and three
one hundred dollar stamps, making $1,300.
It is incredible the extent in which in-
flation has climbed in China.
Hensel' Towh Hall was filled to cap-
acity for 'the annual Christmas concert
of Hensall Public School, when Reeve
R. E. Shaddick was the chairman. Much t
credit goes to the principal, Mr. Short,
and assisted by Miss Barbara Mickie
and Miss June Brandon. Sam Rennie
was the rnesic teacher.
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Looking forward ',to Christmas 'has
become something less thanunadulterated
joy. The'thrice-blasted cards, the seven-
times-blasted tree with its inevitable
crooked stump, the ever-increasing cost
of gifts: these and other aspects of the
festive season have turned the festive
part of it, at least, into an exercise of
hectic fulity.
I think many will agree when I say
that there's a huge sigh of relief on
Christmas night when the last of the
wrappings have been put away, the last of
the dishes washed, and we can sit back,
look at the lights, and listen to music.
It's a lot easier on the nerves to look
back on Christmases of the past. They
were probably just as frantic, but'ln re-.
trospect they have a sort of rosy glow
about them.
There's one that still causes me a
pang 01 remorse and shame. My mother
was making the usual huge turkey dinner,
with all it entails. W'h were to eat
about four. Around, two p.m., my kid
brother and I sneaked, yes, sneaked off
to the matinee. About the same time,
my older brother and sister went for a
long walk with a friend. None of, us
got home until about 5;30 and there was
Mom stuck with the ruins of a magnificent
dinner, on which she had 'toiled for hours.
• She didn't say anything, but I, for one;
felt like a rat.
• I was about ten, and It was the first
time I ever realized how thoughtless and
selfish kids can be. Which reminds me
'that my own two thoughtless, selfish
bratt will be home this C111 as.Hugh's
This is the one time of the year when
I take the liberty to expound on my spirit-
ual feelings about Christmas ... but this
year, I'm more cautious than usual. The
reason for my extra concern may be the
fact that for the past two or three weeks
at, our office, we've been having -discus-
sions about the Christ Child, the Son ,of
God, and His relationship to this whole
question of faith. And believe me, there
are many more people who would dis-
credit my belief than accept it!
Everybody wants to have proof. Every-,
body Wants to be shown that God is really
and truly there; that Jesus was not only
His Son but God Himself; that the Holy
Spirit is God, the Comforter.
Everybody wants conclusive evidence
that Mary was a Virgin and that she and
Joseph (or worse yet, some other fellow)
hadn't been indulging in a little pre-
marital hanky-panky under the olive
trees.
Everybody wants an iron-clad guar-
antee that if they accept this cock-and-
bull story about faith being the prime
requisite for eternal life, they will be
rewarded not only in heaven but on earth
as well.
And the pity of it all is that there
is no simple and visible method by which
to prove the existence of God, What's
a vegetarian and will' have his little bag
of whole brown rice. Kim's on some
kind of a crazy diet. By some
strange coincidence, the vegeterian
becomes a carnivore and the diet goes out
the window, when they're home. It's tempt-
ing to think of making them a nice nut
salad, and cooking a small duck for their
parents only.
Another Christmas never forget
was that of 1944, deep in the heart of
Pomerania, behind barbed wire. We didn't
have to worry about buying gifts, sending
cards or making long-distance calls to
relatives. Maybe that's why it was so
much fun. Not even a tree to wrestle with.
We exchanged gifts. I gave a pair of
gloves to one of the artists, and he gave
me a caricature of myself. Someone else
gave a pack of sniokes and received a
razor blade that had been used only one
week.
And there was the Christmas dinner.
We had saved every scrap we could from
the last of the Red Cross parcels. We had
two tins of salmon with delicious creamed
sauce made from powdered milk. There
were potatoes au gratin (we'd hung onto a
hunk of cheese.) And there was that
fantastic cake . . crumbled. Graham
crackers and mashed turnips held together
by a bit of marg, with two melted chocolate
bars stirred in. It was cooked on top of
. the stove, and weighed about 18 pounds, one
pound per man.
With dinner went kriegie brew. We'd
saved enough prunes and sugar to make a
potent potion (just add water. and let it
ferment for a couple of weeks).
more, the way of ,Christ isn't always
the easiest. It doesn't even necessarily
pay dividends like a life insurance policy
your old ages, unless, of course, you
count peace of mind as a treasure.
How do you explain faith? I don't
know . . . . but the older I grow and the
more I see, I'm beginning to realize
that faith is really and truly a Gift of
God that is not readily acceptable to
everyone. And that's why I glow with
an inner pride when people say to me,
"I envy those people who have a firm
faith,"
Not long ago a woman came to me.
Her request was straight forward.
"I know you are a Christian," she
began. "I want to be one too. Can you
tell me how?" ,
Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ,"
I answered, "and you shall, be saved."
"Is that all?" she asked.
' That's it,". I told her.
And then the questions started to pour
out. They were full of doubts. Where is
God? How do we know Christ was who
He said He was? Why, does God allow
terrible things to go on - like wars and
famines and murdering and looting - if
He is really God and really alive? Isn't
there something we must do to earn
salvation?
After scoffing the lot, we lay around on
our bunks with the firelight flickering from
the battered stove.. Did we talk about home
and loved ones?' We did not. We just '
lay there and groaned, like 18 pythons who
had simultaneously swallowed 18 goats.
Most of us were sick half the night,
but it was worth it. It was the only time
for months that we hadn't been hungry, and
the only time for months that we wouldn't
be.
Other Christmases swarm into
memory. I'll not forget the one-when my
wife was having the family, for the first
time, She fussed all day and had every-
thing just so. She was going to show her
mother and aunts that she was no slouch
of a housewife. Her eyes were darting
everywhere, making sure that everything
was in order. The atmosphere was
about the same as that at Cape Kennedy
when they're going to fire at the moon.
Finally, the supreme moment. She
ushered everyone to the table and rather
grandly ordered me to take the turkey
out of the oven. I did, but the dam
pan was red hot and I dropped the whole
works, gravy, grease, dressing and turkey,
on the shining kitchen floor. I'll spare
you the details, but I've never come
closer to sudden death, even during the
In parting, I have three wishes for my
loyal readers: that your Christmas tree
doesn't fall over just after you've finished
decorating; that you don't di:pp the turkey;
and that you haVe the best and happiest
Christmas you've ever had, With people
you love.
'Believing in Christ means 'putting
' your full trust in Him for everythihg,"
I replied, feeling the frustration she
ust be experiencing at those Words.
"No, there's nothing you can do. It
was all done for you wiien Christ died
on ,tlie cross. Simply believe He's
your Saviour."
My heart ached for that woman. I
couldn't give her the instant hope she
had expected. Maybe if I'd been able to
tell her that if she wore sack cloth and
ashes every Sunday for two years she'd
be a' Christian, she would have gone
away contented. Or maybe if I'd told her
'that God didn't love her and didn't Want
her in His Kingdom she could have ac-
cepted that.
I'm not smug about this faith I have
in Christ. I'm humbled, especially when
I see all around me those who just
cannot accept the Christ and the total
impact of His coming.
• And that's why Christmas bears such
a tremendously joyous message for me.
I'm reminded that Christ came into the', ,/......,
wpfld to do for me what I couldn't do for cr. :.0‘0011. And I thank God that .1 can
• settreVe that, for there really is a "peace
that passeth all understanding" when..
you've accepted The Christ-Child as your
Saviour.
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