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by Tocue Webb. Pearson
-s printed In the
December .22„ 1038 News -
Record
I am a happy little tree.
I stand beside the front
entrance of a white
cottage of a quiet street.,
Each Christmas time x
bloom out in beautiful
Colored lights and all who
pass share my beauty
and catch something of
thejoy of Christmas. •
But I was not always
happy like this. Once I
lived in a great forest
surroundedby trees so
tall I could only catch a
glimpse ofthe blue sky
above me, and I felt very
small and lonely. I, too,
wanted to be tall; to look
ont on the big world like
—the---others—and--•feel t.
sun shining through my
branches. I would stretch
out my limbs as far as I
could, and send my roots
deeper into the earth, but
my progress was so slow
I grew discouraged.
One day I saw a man
and a boy coming through
the forest. The man
carried something on his
shoulder and they
seemed. • be looking for
something. Then the bov
saw me and cried, °look,.
father, there is just the
tree we want." He ran
over to me and fairly
hugged me in his
eagerness. The man
looked me over, "Fine,"
he said. But when he
began digging, with the
thing he had. carried on
his shoulder •I began to
tremble, I felt .my roots
snap one by one and soon
I lay a tumbled heap on
the ground, Life seemed
over for me,
Next I was'tied to a
funny looking thing, on
wheels, that sputtered
and growled when the
man and boy climbed in
and we started down the
he---road-.�ihat wound -through
the forest, then out on big
shining highway until we
came to a wide driveway
that led through a sloping
lawn to a white cottage,
Here f was untied and
put into a large earthen
jar filled with sand and
carried into the house,
and set in a corner of a
big room beside a sunny
window. Oh, the joy of
having the sun on my
branches, 1 began to feel
less scared and to look
ab out me.
In a big mirror op-
posite, I could watch the
man as he fastened me
upright. Then he put a
string of lights from my
top to nny toe, whistling
..softly as he worked; Then
I heard a door open and a
rush of feet - a little boy
and a girl dashed into the
room crying, "Mamma,
come quick and see our
Christmas tree." They
clapped their hands and
danced about me, Soon
the mother came with a
box filled with shining
lovely things and my
plain green dress was
covered ' with --sparkling
jewels, I -hardly -dared:
look in the mirror for I
remembered I was only a
humble tree after all, and
what I saw cot1d not be
me at all; but the great
silver star on my topmost
branch made me feel
very happy. I seemed to
draw courage from just
looking at it.
After a time I was left
to myself. I was glad, as I
needed to rest up a bit
and get used to my
strange surroiindings. It
grew dark outside and
snow was falling,, but
inside my star shone and
a, quiet peace came over
me;
Then once more the
doors opened and a
merry group of° people
came in. Thise time there
was a Father and a
Grandfather arida
Grandmother too; and
Mother leading the little
boy and girl. Everyone
was saying how lovely I
was;, but I did not want
them to look at me. I
wanted them to see two ..
little faces outside
pressed against the
window pane. The boy
ave• -them --first. `Look
Daddy, Mamma!" he
shouted and pointed to
the window. "There are
two children out there.
Bring them in Daddy;
give them 011ie .of our
Christmas." And the
little girl clapped her
hands and cried, "Oh, do
Daddy, it's cold out
there!"
When they were
brought in looking rather
scared" but glad, I was so
happy I almost shook my
baubles off. Then Mother
made music on the big
box with shingin keys and
everyone sang Christmas
carols. Then Father told
the old •story of the
Shepherds and the Star
that led to the Christ
Child. Then a jolly pian
with a red coat and a
pack cn his back gave
everycine presents, in-
cluding the little
strangers. There were
~-andles--and--nuts; plenty --
for all, and such a babble
of happy voices. I felt the
thrill of it myself and the
big star glowed in
sympathy.
Unpi le ail the bri*ktda
of yassi Cbri to ao
win glow with
delight. Thank.:
,CLINTON TAXI
Christmas Greetings
and Happy New Year To AM1!
CLOSED NEW YEAR'S EVE r.
Doug and June Howse
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We'd like
to express our
warm wishes:
enjoy a, peace-
ful, serene
holiday.
Thank you
all so much.
December
December makes us think of snow,
And Christmas candles with their glow.
Of Silver bells that gaily ring,
And lovely carols that we sing.
Of all the colored lights we see,
That twinkle on our Christmas tree.
Of angels robed in gold and white,
And packages so gay and bright.
Of Santa with his pack of tOys,
Por all the happy girls and boys.
Deceinber makes us feel this way,
So thankful for Christmas day.
. -by Kim Hayter, Greade 6, Huron Centennial.
brighltinkle of
sleigh bells signals the
arrival of our wish_for
holidays resound with
more joy and
contentment than you
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have ever known *i0°'
C.
before!
Mem) Christmets
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MUTUAL FIRE
INSURANCE COMPANY
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CHRISTMAS
GREETINGS
ra-ALL-- 1
As this quiet scene
reflects Christmas peace,
may all share its true tranquility.
Janice Rody, Grade 2, Vanastra Public
BRINDLEY TRANSPORT
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. hough times may ever change, replacing old
customs with new, one thing that will never'
change is our warM wish to you...Merry Christmas!
AS WE START OUR 1066 YEAR
May the peace and serenity
of this holiday season fill you
with hearthside warmih.
TOWN COUNCIL
Mayor
Chester Archibald
Reeve
Deputy Reeve
Frank Van Altena
COUNCILLORS
Ernest Brown
Rosemary Armstrong
Ron McKay
George Rumball.
Wayne Lester
Ross Jewitt
MUNICIPAL OFFICE
Cam Proctor - Clerk-Tressurer
Marie Jefferson - Depu.ty Clerk
Florence Elliott - secretary
POLICE DEPARTMENT
Chief - Lloyd Westlake
Constables - Don Armstrong
Wayne McFadden
Gary Weir Cheryl Macaulay
Don Shropshall
Secretary
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