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Host To Parents
Parent’s Night was observed
by the. Second Brownie Pack, led
by Miss BUy Bakker., at the
j Scout House on Wednesday night.
J Tawny Owl, Mrs, John Spencer
I assisted,
i Packee Margaret Sanders
(brought four girls up the Magic!
| Path to Brownie Land ‘where
they were received Into the pack
| after repeating the Brownie law
j and promise to Mrs. Robert Lux-
, ton, captain of the Girl Guides.
Captain Luxton presented rnem-
| bership pins to Mary Jane San
ders, Joy Sheldon, Margaret
May and Barbara Wells.
WfA dll the
warmth in our hearts
we wish our winy friends the
very happieht Holiday Seasons. •
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At this joyous Christmas
season...we extend to everybody1
our heartfelt wishes for a
; hohdayz a prosperous New year.
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vai, which was December fi, Io
Exeter
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prevailed Year presented people with green
' branches for good luck,various tcU chiWrfen that gifts
MANAGEMENT
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STAFF
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Ailsa Craig
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Ithi.s ..ThusJbe,.,custom,.oxso.ioday.Fov example, the.
To The Members pf
Grand Bend
And Greenway
United Churches
We extend to friends of
Grand JBend and Greenway
Churches our sincere good I
wishes for a Happy Christ
mas. May God bless you all,
REV. AND MRS.
C. WESLEY SMITH
Recite Prayer
Children of Provence, France,
reverently recite the following
prayer before the Christmas cribs
in that vicinity:
Little Jesus of the Crib-
Give us the virtues of those who
surround you.
Make us as philosophical as the
fisherman,
Carefree as the drummer,
Merry for exploring the world
as the troubadour,
Eager for work as the bugler,
Patient as the spinner,
Kind as the ass,
Strong as the ox which keeps
you warm.
Give us the sacred leisure of the
hunter.
Give us also the desire of the
Shenherd for earthly things, ,
The pride of the trade of the .
knife grinder and the weaver,
The song of the miller.
Give us the knowledge of the ;
Magi,
The cheerfulness of the pigeon,
The impulsiveness of the cock,
The discretion of the snail,
The meekness of the lamb.
Give us the goodness of bread,
The tenderness of the wild
boar,
The salt of the haddock,
The good humor of old wine,
The ardor of the candle,
The purity of a star.
Propriety of a few of the meta
phors may be disputed, never
theless, nostalgia prompts spec
ulation regarding a world of hu
manity endowed with the virtues
so earnestly and innocently enu
merated by the little ones.
[Anglican School .
Enjoys Program I
On Monday evening, the teach
ers and classes of Trivitt
Memorial Sunday school met In
the parish hall for their annual
Christmas entertainment. j
. A program included readings
, by Gregory Harness, Wendy E1-;
: ston and Dawn Spencer; piano
instrumentals by Shirley Gentt-
ner, Sheila and David Elston;
(•chorus by !rs. W, E. Middleton's,
Mr. Murray Greene's and Mrs.
Alan Elston’s classes, and a
chorus by Susan Gibbons, Linda
Wells, Elizabeth and Diana Knox.
A colored film “Child of Bethle
hem,” was shown, and Santa
paid a visit.
A bagful ol
warm wishes and our
sincere thanks to all
our food friends and
patrons. May you enjoy
shappyUoUdaysoason.
’ Be of good cheer and.
have a happy holiday
full of the wonderful
things that come each
vear at Christmas,
CHRISTMAS
Thos. H
Walker
Phone 553 Exeter
Sounding gay notes
of heartfelt good
wishes for you.
Your patronage we have enjoyed, Good-will and friendship, too!
Our gratitude we try to Show
By saying “THANKS” to you.
We’d like to have you know that
. with
Our efforts we will strive
To keep your valued friendship
and
Good-will with us,-alive!
And now we wish you one
all
Our hearty wish sincere:
For a very Merry Christmas
And a Prosperous New Year!
and
Marjorie Dilkes
Your Hairdresser
BROWNIES CELEBRATE CHRISTMAS—Shown here at their Christinas party on
Thursday night are members of Exeter'Brownies with their leaders. The party, during
which the girls exchanged gifts, was held at the home of Brown Owl Elly Bakker,
Marlborough street, Bottom row, left to right, Mary Jane Sanders,. Barbara Wells,
Susan Goman, Laura MacMillan, Marga-ret May, Sharon Baynham, Mary Bakker; top
row, Barbara Jenke, Joy Seldon, Judy McKerral, Dawn Spencer, Carolynne Simmons,
Susan Dinney, Ann Fairbairn, Nancy Brady, Jane Dettmer, The two leaders are Mrs,
J.-Spencer, left, and Miss Bakker, right. —T-A Photo
The Little Match Girl
By HANS ANDERSEN i as she was stretching out her ly Christmas-tree, It was much It was late on a bitterly cold, I feet to warm Limin —,the blaze bigger and more beautifully deco-
,Awir Vnav’fe a : .i.Ant «,.(■ ..wi rated than the one she had seen
when she peeped through the
glass doors at the rich merchant’s
house this very last Christmas.
Thousands of lighted candles
gleamed upon its branches, and
coloured pictures, such as she
had seen in the Shop windows, looked down to her. The little girl
stretched out both her hands to
wards them—then out went the
match. All the Christmas candles
I rose higher and higher, till she
saw that they were only the
twinkling stars. One of them fell
and made a bright streak of light
’ across the sky, ‘Someone is dy
ing’, thought the little girl; for
her old grandmother, the only
By HANS ANDERSENr - .. ‘\ _____ _______ 1_J
snowy, New Year’s Eve. A poor;went out, the stove vanished, and
little girl was wandering in the. she was left sitting with the end
.leaded and barefooted. She cer-1 hand.
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‘ dark cold streets; she was bare- j of the burnt-out match in her
vainly had had slippers on when I
she left home, but they were not
much good, for they were so huge. They had last been worn by her
mother, and they fell off the^poor
little girl’s feet when she was run
ning across the street to avoid
two- carriages that were rolling
'rapidly by. One of the shoes could ;
not pc found at all; and the other j
was picked up by a boy who ran
off with it, 'saying that it would
do for a cradle when he had chil
dren of his own.
So the poor little girl had to
go on with her little bare feet,
which were red and blue with the ■
cold. She carried a quantity of
' matches in her old apron, and I
held a packet of them in her j
hand. Nobody had bought any off
.her during all the long day; no
body had even given her a cop
per. The poor little creature was I
i hungry and perishing with cold,'
and she looked • the picture of
misery. The snowflakes fell upon
her long yellow hair, which curled
so prettily round her face, but she
paid no attention to that. Lights
were shining from .every window,
and there was a most delicious
odour of roast goose in the
streets, for it was New Year’s
Eve—she could not forget that.
She >found a corner where one
house projected little beyond the
next one, and here she crouched,
drawing up her feet, under her,
but she was colder than ever..
She did not’ dare to go home
for she had not sold any matches,
and had not earned a single pen
ny. Her father would beat her;
besides, it was almost as cold at
home as it was here. They only
had the roof over them, and the
wind whistled through: it although
they stuffed up the biggest cracks
With rags and straw. I-Ier little
hands were almost dead with
cold. Oh, one little match would
do some good! Dared she pull one
out of the bundle and strike it on
the wall to warm her fingers!
She pulled one out: ‘risch’, how
it spluttered., how it blazed! It
burnt with a bright clear flame;
just like a little candle when she
held her hand around it, It was
a very curious candle too. The
little girl fancied that she was
sitting in front Of a big stove with
nolished brass feet and,handles.
There was a splendid fire' blazing
in it and warming her so beauti
fully, but—what happened—just
She struck a new one; it burnt,
it blazed up, and where the light
fell upon the wall, it became
transparent like gauze, and she
could see right through it into
the room. The table was spread
with a snowy cloth and pretty
china; a roast goose stuffed with
apples and prunes was steaming
on it. And what was even better,
the goose hopped from the dish
with the carving-knife and fork
sticking in his back, and’it wad
dled across the floor! It came
right up to the poor child,, and ..k-k giamum/ma, mu v,iV
then—the match went out, and: person who had ever been kind
there was nothing to be seed but' to her, used to say: ‘When a star
the thick black wall. falls a soul is going up to God'.
Again, she lit another. This , Now she struck another match
time she was sitting under a love- against the wall, and this time it
Fun With Your Crayons
May Santa bring
you all the things
you want this
ChnstfnSl
And here's tin
hope that i r
the coming Neu
Year you'll find
heaps of good
luck, good cheer,
and good health
Lycia Man First Santa Claus
Many charming customs involv
ing gifts to children ]
over the centuries in
parts of Eurppc. Of course the
One with which we are most Lu
miliar is Santa Claus. About the
beginning of the fourth century
St. Nicholas was a Bishop in
Lycia. AU through the middle ages, this legendary figure was
v^ry, popular with girls who had
matrimonial ambitions. During
his lifetime he was reported to
I be very wealthy and his emblem
became three purses or three
golden balls. In olden times these
emblems were proudly displayed,
by wealthy Italians but now, as
you know, they are the sign of
a pawnshop. St. Nicholas, how
ever, did not operate a loan of
fice, but gave his money away
secretly to those who were in need
—the poor, ahd young girls whoso
future happiness hung in the bal-1
ance for want of a dowry. His I
interest was primarily in young.
folks, particularly young boys. In
consequence of his gifts in secret
it came about that all gifts from
unknown sources were ascribed to
1 came from him.
:; The name Santa Claus is an
American contribution to the lan*
guage of Christmas. It is of
course, a corruption of St, Nicho
las. The custom was brought to
America by the early Dutch col
onists Who associated it with
, Christmas instead of December 6,
It was also in America that the
conception of St. Nicholas "chang
ed from the lean, ascetic saint in
clerical robes to the fat, Jolly,
, rosy-cheeked old fellow with
i whom wo arc all so familiar.
Likewise, thanks to the Nor
wegians, the Bishop’s grey horse
has changed to reindeer and
sleigh which can magically glide
over the roofs of houses as easily
■ as on a showbound road.
! There are many suggestions as
l to the original purpose of bring
ing sprays or boughs into the
house at the time of winter fos-
tivities—one thing is certain this
was not done merely for decora- ■
five puronses as is likely to he!
Filling Stockings
Began In Holland
The custom of hanging slock-i
ings originated with the Dutch.
They used their wooden shoes in
stead of stockings.
When the Dutch came, to New I
Amsterdam, this custom came '
with them — the wooden shoes ’
being gradually replaced by;
stockings made -for the occasion
out of net-like materials. As
nearly every home has a fire
place the usual place to hang the
stockings was over the fireplace.
Mrs. Jessie Carter and pupils
of S.S. No. 1 Usborne (Huron-
dale), held their Christmas con
cert on Wednesday evening. A
good program of square dances,
drills, plays, songs and recita
tions was enjoyed by all. Santa
Claus arrived to conclude the
pro gr am,_____ _____________
was her grandmother who ap
peared in the circle of flame. Sh
saw her quite clearly and distinc
ly, looking so gentle and happj
‘GrandmotherI’ cried the litf
-creature. ‘Oh, do take me witl
you! I know you will vanish when
the match goes out; you will van
ish like the warm stove, the de
licious goose, and the beautiful
Christmas-tree’.
She hastily struck a whole
bundle of matches, because she
i did so long to keep her grand
mother with her. The light of the
matches made it as bright as day.
Grandmother had never before
looked so big or so beautiful. She
lifted the little girl up in her
arms, and they soared in a halo
of light and joy, far above the
earth, where there was no more
cold, no hunger, no pain, for they
were with God.
In the cold morning light the
poor little girl sat there, in the.
corner between the houses, with
rosy cheeks and a smile on her
face—dead. Frozen to death on
the last night of the old year.
New Year’s Day broke on the
little body still sitting with the
ends of the burnt-out matches in
her hand. She must have tried to
warm herself, thev said. Nobody
knew what beautiful visions she
had seen, nor in what a halo she
had entered with her grandmother
upon the glories of the New Year!
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EXETER
Our sincere wishes
come in a big package..,big enough
to contain loads of cheer and good will
lor all out friends and neighbors.
Happy Holiday to all!
We Thank Our Customers Per Their Patrenaae This Year