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When Christmas Crew
By Frances' Grinstead
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He was a small bey named Tim
who had never been tuore titan ten
Miles front itis house in the Oi.urk
hills. His teacher said tic couldt: t
even bound Arkansas, Itie own
state, 1)ut what his teat nes• dint f
know was how well he knew nes
=telltale "meek" and the hill elope.;
alrele-d wit h 1 re a lobi pine tr, ea
that Jemmied his father's tiny fe3n.
He ui e 1 1 sew 1111t at took to 1.::' Ir '
family o1 six ,:hieireit an:l that
as 1„ 04 he t''ald relne.ritl, ; 11.•7.
fie her ,esti Lad scarcely e•—e.
abet ..,, prattle , . eeee to
et, al • e 11•:'•l1.
let tl' jest before (1•i e
tate, .tett 1 eit'i hie, .ea•t t
.,.•el tP..,t if '.he was e. 1,e
a: ye 1111 v ••1give
th_.
it,, ne-stun; .u'., e uildren, 0-
have .t get t ax and haclt ea::r
few ees, Her fee• went, wee
meant. 511
that tn.
foe ., ,a:1'w what
oft -gin ':'u l tar L• n f etc l n r,-.
meta ?i , a f
t t
to b 1d :a it railread for L -
ilec_.k..t,t.s thin.* piact:ea:1y ell tit-er
timber available for that pn ieaa
was gone, And ir('es don't grow
over night, She could te11 1'v the
eok un her ha - hand's face "teat h.:
was taking a ecparat,a ens barlt-
lee•aking chance of finding ti few
lore emelt t n'lugh tot' the comztas-
sicl man to btiy.
As she looked out of the win ew
and saw the passing cars of winter
"tourists" on the new scenic road
the government hall built th:t,ttelt
the bills. she wondered by what
magic ,folks could come to own au.
tomolltt:es and take time off like
, that to go travelling, But she hadn't
ea.many moments to spare on seek'
1i; thoughts, for her husband had re-
turned to say that the ax was
gone. ould one of the children
"`tliave taken it?
The farther had borrowed ar ax
from a trilling neighbor but on the
day before Christmas he was si-
lent as he unhitched his team In
the wagon lot, Christmas tomorrow
and he had been forced to bding
back .the load from town. The com-
mission man had been truly sorry,
for he clad need ties; yet none of
these were large enough.
He crept up to the window, lost in
the sense of failure that made him
ashamed to walk to his own door.
There an odd sight straightened
him. There were Tim and him
mother joyously trimming a. Christ-
mas tree, Tim raced to the door
to keep the yaunper children front
bursting gleefully into the room and
learning its great secret.
When the Sather entered tbe
house, no one asked him about, ;he
ties. "Dad, dad!" Tim ebouted,
"Do you know ,those red berry
trees that grow way up the crick
Awful bard to get to, but when I
found 'em I thought they were so
Party I took some to school. The
teacher said, "that's holly" and
then I read about holly and learned
that folks will Pay for it to hale it
Mr Christmas. So I gathered a lot
of it and made me a holly stand up
on the new road Just hople they
would. And dad, they did buy It!
Stopped their cars and said, "Why
Ws' 'holly; who would have thought
we'd iltld it here!" Tbey wanted
so much I had to work awful hard
getting 1t, but gee, it was fun! 1
wanted to surprise mom and you,
and now I'll tell you both that I
made $27,12. There's $20 right
now an that bureau drawer left after
buying out' Christmas. Gee dad, I
love this old farm! It's got lots of
surprises on it yet, This one ain't
the last one."
The father brushed a tear from
his eye and kissed his wife, Then
he shook hands with Tim. "You're
the kind of a son a man can he right
Proud to own," he choked.
".But clad, will you forgive me,"
the boy suddenly implored,
"Why Tim, forgive you what?"
the father asked in surprise,
The bey led the way to the ''itch -
en. "You see clad, I just bad to
have it?"
The feller pretended to frown
as Tdm voluted and then he winked.
"Well, being as it's juet about
Christmas for us, as well as the
have
u s I'll
)'est et the wcsiid,lges
to overlook it., For there an a far
corner of the room stand the Ix,
It wee Tim who had borrowed It.
sPtetelar,ejyaltee,;eaetetraeekte e;te.tieetatTeale
'''.here le a disposition for the man
who works In the mass today, to
prize equality in Income above
everything else, it ,can be Batt, all
right: But it aiways winds up
with ebuality math those who have
the least, rather than with those
have a bit more,
MEANING OF CHRISTMAS
The tirst meaning of Clueetmete
la that of geilet'oeity, Inspire) by the
great gift of God to mankind, The
selfish sway of the world is lieukelt
at least fur a time, !nil the C1nist
spirit Is born in our hearth, times the exchange of pleseeta 111
tarried too far and become.a
burden instead of a pleasuic; but
any' hing that makes the tverld
1111 ,. Uieh is beautiful and goon,
The Ceuta Gift
SA.tI LINCOLN - walks' slewly
1111,00 they tete e gazing into seta,
r,.`helews, An ley ".;ilii a:t,l;,'.l leen
it., (•'on r.? ire, h Ln.."_%.'1 ::r:,, s
to 'h•' 11'st. curl) ; o It' , o iii:: 1111'
tat, ,Pau°ng.
Ito wets th• n I ee• ! r'< e ('
Th ti•It nut t w:r d lete h ,1 asetai
le -1 ai1 them 11:1 Oh. se1 t::'•- w' I-
quite urd':.rstatld the t 1.,-• :le 1:1 bay
10-r warm gloves. a warm sw, a7-1.
and stockings for c M7 +tai Mee
ealta.,i a felt site.' snit -• •his Nery
purltlse When y-01 sive no y'o'.n'
('ily IIVIng fru 11tr c.mt:ry, you
tii.nr>'ht in teems
1u,'71+:cl :ill tie.'• ':1iva-. 1a'• eieta%
were wonIt ease 1 to titan LIN,'-, I1:'
5w•cal,,r Ind. 1, 10 011)11 ^t . :11
101)117 tine.:: anti her teeek r) —
well, C'nra just laughed abut ,.•.111.
Cora would. She had made aie of
every hard thing about changing
their home, tram the dreadful
wheezy pump in the kitchen, to the
way the boobs slanted in the bed
rooms, so that ire pencil would stay
00 a table, and blocks continually
slid eg on the boor. Core was a
thoroughbred and a good 5^.ort.
Sam looked at a green sweater,
That would be becoming to Cola's
light curls, Or that cheerful red
one, Nice on snowy wither morn.
hugs, The very chickadees would
sing with pleasure at sight of her
in that sweater, He took a few
steps toward the shop door when
his eye fell ou a black -and -7( Vow
silk kimono.
Of course, he would not get it;
just inquire the price so that he
might look at it.
The ,moment Sam touched a
reverent hand to the exquisit? silk
he was lost, Thrifty, hard-working
Saul! How could he have done
sueh a thing. And so calmly, too.
"Please wrap it up," be had said,
The price had been reduced in or-
der to sell quickly. He walked out
of the shop with the light bundle
ander his arm, and slunk by win-
dows filled with warm woolen
clothes. , , the kind Cora so ',ore
ly needed.
All the way home on the train
his heart sank Iower and lower, He
felt so chilled and miserable at
the thought of his weak behavior,
that Cora rushed at him a3 he
opened the door, exclaiming, "My
dear, wbat dreadful thing bas hap-
pened to you?"
They had an excellent if frugal
dinner, Cora chatted happily of
this and that, looking unusually
pretty and gay. Sam tried to meet
her laughter, but actually shivered
along hie spine, Idiot! Fool!
Wretched unspeakable lunatic that
he was! Would a yellow -and black
Chinese kimono keep Cora warm
It would not.
Justice demanded that he con-
fess. Cora wiuld be kind, and that
would hurt more than anything.
Cora would be kind . , and keep
right on feeling old on the crisp
mornings after Christmas, But he
must do It muddle tt,luugh
it somehow,
After dinner he came clone to
Cora muttering something ahout a
gift, and how darned sorry he was
and Neese, please ant to
look at hint so sweetly.
Cora unwrapped the brindle, Sum
waited. The lively shining t'ltug
fell to the floor with the light,:
gleaming on it,
"Oh , . oh . . I never 10
all my life saw anything so Inagn)-
f1 ent! h'or 1110? Surely, surely not
for ole, Sam? But how I'd ldot(• it!
Lim sure i wouldn't mina an/tiling
if I knew such a tier •eeu5 garment
were hanging in my closet, leit of
Nene)! you're leasing nee, 1
"No," ,aid Sam heavily, "it's
your (,'ttistuuas present. 11':'',1 like
a cad. I know you need the warm
things, es
don't he so (fullest
1 1
sweet about it!" he commaurien
01'as•51 y,
(lora flung on the nbe, and tlt'(:w
her aunts around Sam's neck, "I
don't know why you're acting this
slliy way but if you're so
dead set on warm things , , a
Whole box carne 11115 afternoon from
Uncle Horace,"
Saar sank wealcly Into at chair.
"You're so lovely I want to kiss
you very hard"
"Why not?" inquired Cora, re'
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splendeat hl the yellow•and•blaek
ktmotto, "This Is simply the moat
wonderful thing you ever did for
me,"
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Her Happiest Christmas
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For 111a1ty )tiers Marten had net
been exactly happy on (nal:tunas:
somehow she had never receivad
the pretty things- bestowed epee
other gigs. "It they ail only knew
how 1 have seemly longad for
those raft, dainty lusaties,"
3h ueht elareht, u5 she sat before
ale 11 phie , just three days be
lel ('1:r',.tiltts,
"There r; t2 . these ki'rhen ep:,nig.
f,,: ....taut e, )rum clear old haat
Ltt;ia. Every year. a, far h trt'i:
1 can 1 duh, it lea aieeys
1 Means. 1 nm -t have a:a1 ..,. .1
by now, 'I•'. 1) there, '01 eon, is
Mari+,. who 11„ Leen='0l'!1u,; th-.
111..v7lable 1k, r(1 , '4, tight at.0.!'.
Q iLq :t e-llt •t)nn of tleet'1 "t.,
\, here she Lad been grateful end
th tnl fel 1') these luno 1:10
t n.. it,• ha,11 not been exactly
3:31 tiled.
A i,.,ppe 1'hristnlas Lionel!! -11:;-
, e -7t•1 il•+•1) t1, Marelu ), she _.:•r e,1
out at the slender
11k7-7 silver lu the 100,1l1ligIlt, I
know what I'll do. I'll start Meld
010 rod 1vrr.p up all these ..un•.;.
int, pretty C itristmas 1)11(' •15 and
sive them to ),:'tneu:4: '1(110 1'.:1113'
needs them."
When Christmas day '1.1 ve(1
Ma:•'•:u started out with h.1 basket
brimming full of beautifully wrap.
ped 1111,! :•led C Ir -tnn15 glib Every
step she took over the 1l11l1ay
carpet of snow represented a kindly
lhcnght of clieer,
"Merry Christmas." site cried,
as she handed a hrifht colored par-
cel to clear old Linda Larsen,
"The very sante to you," said she,
with a questioning look of ell -prise.
The near moment she was proudly
unwrapping a pair of pretty bath
towels, Marlene and Dolly, 1110
little girls around the corner, danced
up and down with joy when they
saw the `snowy handkerchiefs with
colored borders, Marelu smiled
happily as she left the little girls
and proceeded to her next stop.
Effie Lynn was overwhelmed with
surprise when a gift was handed
her. She explained that it had
been years since she had received
a Christmas present,
After several other interesting
calls Marelu started for home, The
street lights flashed on and the
glimmering Christmas trees joined
in the ceremony on all side; al
her. As she drew- near her own
borne she stood still a moment and
admired the grandeur of the dart(
pines encircling the Neuse under a
white burden of snow. The varia-
tone of colors gleaming from the
windows seemed to be stretehints
out to meet Ole pines.
Inside the hoose was warmth and
joy and Christmas cheer as the
fancily gathered about the Christ-
mas
11ri51'mas tree, pointed with the star of
Bethlehem. Marelu was Joe! in
time for the celebration, Bobby
had been chosen to read off the
nannes upon the gifts and all eyes
were centred upon the huge basket
cothem,
"Firstntaining on le program," snouted
BobIby, "is for mother:" All won-
dered what it could be,
,'A. gorgeous lamp shade," cried
mother, as she held it up for all to
see.
While still admiring this thing of
beauty, Bobby shouted louder than
ever, "Som(}thing fol the goy elmcrr,
llimere. Get ready pop, for• your
surprise,"
"What can the strange package
he for goodness sake?" said fath-
er, his eyes popping with in;erest,
"Well, I do declare, if it isn't a gulf
set. Just what I have went,.,' for
It long time," at he started to ex-
amine it,
"Oh, boy, holt) 0111 your hand"
and Catch, Dot, a (101113 package fat
you, all tied with silver curd.
\Vli. is Optg
Doett remft?r>vcd t1i i" b1rrightnic•sk1eer' its.
5110 aud disclosed. a white wool
oka.ttng outfit,
elareln had Leen 50 ab801bed in
what the other,: were receiving that
site had t•orgotfetl alt about herself.
I'"m• the trivet time in malty years
she had rec_eive•d the things she
realty adored. With 0 heart full
of elate -elation
and 'n •
J y, she .urian_
ly shonue(1, '31-•rry c,it,tn,.1 et"
The rnli"ns did not camp:eltend the
extent of 'lar•ht's r ttitusiaytn, but
she, Ior•-elf, 1'el[, salnehow, Int: rills.
had been the v fr,ry happte t, me -ries!
Christmas site had ever had.
vn 7 "'l7
"CANADA -1937
INSPIRIING PRAL RAM ry
FRIDAY1 CRASS T.
STATION P CRCT
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But once' A You
'WEANINSDAY, 1D711L, 22rtdy 1031
13y Helen Waterman
1i:unlc mantes., said 311rilul
('earl w, it, bustling about her ka eaten
"Li t:alines colImes but 01)11' a year."
Ste- ttlp' I1 bad( a 1003•5 wiep of
graying hair with 0 weary ',-,rose.
"Hilt it will be tine seeing you
again, La+l;' Bile murmured, think -
leg of It :•r 1lisaut sun, "Now, let's
see, Thase ,' ar cookies you're est
route eiea 01e, glanced at the
11tn'r7111)1 t•lock,
Loud ;411 i rk, of laughter (11, 10r
her 1v n,1uw interrupted her
noughts. Those new neighbor
children again, If they were atriy-
iug up her trerltly swept wale.: She
strode grimly to the porch. fhcre
was a path in the snow from their
yard, around hers, and back again
to their own, where all four of
talent had apparently trudged, push-
ing a (now bail across her walk In
tw'o places. A tussef etarted sud-
denly, and they were all tumbling
about in the snow, Woking al the
top of their voices.
Martha scolded shrilly at them,
and they stood up, an abashed lit-
tle line of stair steps. "The idea!
On Christmas, too!" 'Martha chid.
ed. \\ Iutrever Is the matter will
your ma, that she lets you make
such a racket?"
"She's sick," answered tbe old-
est girl,
"Sick! Then all the more rea-
son why you should keep still.
Shame on you." The little group
stood like statues.
Martha tucked in a whet of
bait, "You children Come In berg
and sit still while 1 work, and 1'11
tell yon a story," she invited, 'Mind
you wipe your feet.'
"I suppose it should be a
Christmas story," :'Martha began,
"Do you know about the shepherds
and the wise men?"
"Yes'm," they chorused, "We
go to Sunday school," addea the
oldest girl,
"Then," Martha asked her, 'shall
I tell you about Santa Claus "
'ler face clouded a little. "Meth
er told us that," she answered so-
berly.
"011," said Martha. She dusted
the flour from bet hands and turned
to baste the turkey, Four pales of
eyes watched her every move, The
doorbell rang,
'Laddle! Good heavens," cried
Martha, slipping off her apron, and
rushed to the door,
But instead it was a telegram:
"AWFULLY SORRY DARLING
BUT I JUST CAN'T GET AWAY
STOP DO TRY TO HAVE A
3IERRY CHRISTMAS Stop GO ON
A SPREE AND I'LL 70017 TILE
BILE, Stop EXPECT '1'0 BE ABLE
TO GET DOWN FOR NEW YEAR'S
AND WILL EX -PLAIN Eylfay.
THING THEN LOVE LADDIE,"
Male ha Goodwin read it twice
Then she smoothed the straying
wisp of hair and went 'back to the
kitchen,
"Well," the older girl was ex-
plaining, "it's sort of like a chick.
en, I ghees, only ever so much big-
ger," The four children looked Lip
as Martha entered. "Why, what's
the natter, .firs, Goodwin?"
"My son --,1 was expe('ting hint—
he Malt routing,"
"flee,,, came
a sy
[•111505. mpathetic
„And you'd fixed every.
thing so trice and ----and Christmas•
sy "
"I'117 not going to
spoiled, lm ,"
Martha decided. "HIlrre,,,
she sats' 0114 draped t.he holly
wreath over the youugese's arta.
!tete geetde"teag reetetete teles a eete,etteleagt
Wife (trying on new fall hats) •--
Do
Do you like this one turtle() anvil?
Hubby -110w mach is it
Wife—Twelve dollars,
hubby --Yes, :tire it down.
You," sale said to the next 000,
'carry the 1potatees, and you take
the • mince pie—Careful, it's bet
—
tate you," to tate eldest, "take ibo
vegetables, I altluk I can Manage
the turkey,"
"But where are we going "
"Over to your house. Weren't
yon about to miss out on Christ,
Masi dinner "
"Dinner first, 1111'11 Pt'esents," :elle
suggeeted, and when, halving eaten
all they could hold, they gathered
about the holly, she found a crude.'
ly wrapped present for herself. It
was a Picture scrapbook, somewhat
smudged,
Were those tears in Martha
Goodwill's (type Surely not, for
she was, smiling.
"Why, hy, thunk you," 1,11e exclaim-
ed, "Snell a lovely surprise: My,"
she added, "1 do wish Chistenaa
('aline More than ((nee a year,"
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By 131auehe Tanner Dillin
elgl it"a'iBiate "at$'ketF,tP,'('. a(eittaiglatet at6'ti tR'l
"UIIANDFA'1'I1BI1. lsn'.t that the
most beautiful )loll you ever saw?''
The little bund tagged at 111; hand
of the 'fall man, He looked dntvli
at the 010ldi0 figure .beside him.
"1 wish I had one lilte her," the
chill said In a low 1500,
The 1111111 mused with a tender
settle, "It is very bountiful, dear,
—hut 1 thought 1 hoard you bay
chat you lied all of the dols you
conid care 101',"
"Well—I die " came the faltcrih1
au1swer "beet ---cs thou1411 all til,tpi1"1-
tam had presented itself—•"1 ceuhi
gin'(' mune tally I t Pas(." The that's
Wasp tightened. ea the ehltd',i Hand,
and then 11e 1emhnled 1111 gc-sell'
that they must hurry on 11 they w 're
to Le 11•)1ue i0 time for liter: ort.
Although there were many o.l in-
t L resting Luys in the department cert o1
the weal' store, the allfld .(1>01ti
little Interest I11 them, and nevi:we',
to wurk their way back to tea ob.
jec.t of bar aff0cttan, and st'0o11 en-
raptured before it until her wand -
father again reoinded her tut: they
really must be en their way nonce.
As the child rehte:antly foll)wed,
the man recalled an0(Iled dark 1ye'1
'Marcia standing before just such
a doll and hell,',' again almost lila
same words this Marcia bad used
today, „Isn't," she had said, "that
doll in the Pink just beautiful 1
wish I had one like it" A11lt be
heard the man beside her reply:
"You have more dells now than you
know what to (10 w'itl," and he nal
added, "That is too expensive 11)7 -
way,' "011 is it?" tele child had
asked in surprise, "Yes, everything
in this store is.' IIe hadn't known
whether it was or not, but ire had
led the child away. Later he asked
himself many times why he Hadn't
given the dol] to the child, aad he
resolved that never again would he
be the cause of a hurt look 511011 a%
he road seen in the little one's 0751
that clay, Front then on, he deter-
mined to grant her every wish that
he possibly could and so atone ler
the unnecessary suffering he had
caused,
Christmas night John Graat eat
alone before the Bre, his bead
against tbe back of the chair, his
'eyes closed and a smile of cement
u3oa his face. The door op,all1d
and a young woman's voice called
softly—"Father."
"Yes, my dear," he answered as
he turned toward her.
"Mother wants to know .1 yo:n
aren't venting to bed." the young
woman said as she came into the:
room.
"Tell your mother I'll be •r'eti'e in
Just a minute," the man replied
with a laugh.
"Do you knew, father, I think
that' you have Made Marcia Ole
happiest little girl in the world to-
nigltt,' Marcia Field said as she
wenn and Sat on the arm of her
father's chair.
Her father put his arm around
her, '1')11 glad of I did," 1,e told
her,
"Do You know that doll reminds
me of one I wanted many years ago,
I thought that I never woUi11 be
bappy if I didn't have that dull,"
Marcia laughed at the memory,
"And I wouldn't buy it for you,"
her father Frowned.
"Why father, do you remember
that?" the daughter asked 10 sur
prise,
h
"I ave never forgotten it, and I
resolved never to be the cause et
hutting you o1• anyone as I head
you titan day,
Why, you old deal?,
Marcia
laughed as she hugged him '•I
haven't thought. of 11 for y1ar;."
And then she said suddenly its a
tight of understanding broke upon
her. "That le why you always have
done s0 much fen me, and wily you
gave Blore a that doll today, isn't
it?" John Manta smile was- the.
01117 amerce 7 he !lave for 11 111 31, 111.
and then he sa11111 "Mf 1 have suc-
ceeded in makine both or tattles et
lou happy, i shall be haII'Y, ', for
I shall feel that 'I have at lea I 111
part paid u Christmas debt long
overdue,"
"Dear, dear fattier," Marcia lov-
ingly assured 111111,"pat don a know
how well you have succeeded,"
"Thee ' Ltet
t 1 lint c tin (•'
I •o
d content,"
e el., e'elee.. getttrae!elete, "gee• a e ., . eett
DADDY NO SAINT
1:VERY family has Be emu 'way
of celebrating Cllrf$tntas. Do You
have the tree on C7lristlllas (1'•) or
Christmas I1lorning? It seems all
wrong to 111e to take off its piths 10
any other time than the dart early
morning of Ch1lstlnas itself. Yet I
have a friend who considers that
Santa Clads can only arrive 1r the
caudle -11( twillg'it, so that visions of
sugar plums already seen, as well as
those to he found in the stocawes at
dawn, may dative through the heath
of the young tees.
Among my Chlietmas memories
are years when our household 00111(1
not afford trimming a tree. and
there was no mantelpiece for bang*-
ing stockings, Some people might
thick that a combination to knock
merriment into a cocked 11,11! They
should have se'_n our excitement ret
hanging a stocking from tae bate(
of each chair, and the delighted
squeals when we discovered in the
morning that Santa had filled the
11os1ere pith appropriate gifts. if
they were cheap and the tinsel aim
holly conspicuously lacfiug, only
the grown-ups knew it.
There was always a box of dom.
inoes in somebody's stocking, since
my father liked to play. We usu-
ally spent Christmas morning in a
family game, aad I have just this
moment suspected it wasn't Ole
children who started it! I've a1I•
other friend whose father insist, on
making popcorn balls Chi istmas
morning, and her mother must al-
ways fry sausage. So. elerly
Christmas, each in your own way,
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KEEPING TREE FRESH
If a Christma stree Is set in
water when at fist comes into the
house and is kept in water while it
is part of the Christmas deeotatio',,
it will remain flesh and greeu for at
least a week longer, Water should
be replaced as it evaporates, If the
base of a Christmas tree is trimmed
with a sharp knife just beforr !e is
mounted, the pores will be left
open, allowing water ti rise In
the steer to the living reals which
are still tryiug to provide the
tree with food and motsae0.
Spruce and fr retain their nee-
dier longed than most other Chrlst-
trees,
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Popcodn Ball Decorations
Popcorn bells, wrapped In red
and green Metre paper, silver pa-
per or glistening cellophane, and
piled In a decorated basket, make
attractive cen4•atp)eces for Chirst-
mas dinner er party tables, A
small favor may be placed in 05111
bail, to add Interest at a IIOVIY.
Hung on the Christmas tree, these
balls melte pretty ornamea.s for
the strong lower brandies th•lt a,-
ivalys seem to be neglected when
the tree is decorated.
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OR WORSE
They were discussing a silver
butte' dish, which they were gals:;
to send to newly married frlen.is,
Wife, `What .10111 We par on - the
curd?"
1101)51111 (ae (rI
r de
4 viihis
mi-
ner
and coffee) : "Oar, jitst the usual
dope, I suppose; anything you like..'
A fele 010111, 100' thought followed
and then site handed him the card. It
was inset -Med' "For batter—or
wo100,"
eteeeeeteareielatattearatgietalltreMegelleeete
Plumber (arriving lase)— Well,
how Is It?
Happy 1101band — Not so bad,
whale we were waiting for you I
taught my wife to swim,
HOLLAND'S, SANTA
Children of '1301111ltd bellere that
St, Nicholas was a 1cindhoar'ted
Spanish bishop who had heard
about land of (111(013, windmills and
11111ps and decided t1 pay it a visit,
says 7)1110 13171711 111 "1?Ioturo Tales
(0010 holland," lie arr1v0d Utero
0113) years agj on December ft anti be•
gen giving children presentee Since
thea he has a1t'ays returned on that
Hight. to 411 the 1vo0110u shots of
Dutch ebildren with gifts. Tho
children 111 turn leave out soma ear.
rots or +hay for his horse.
e',eagliaiat: tteuet a aeateeeire ;ta=:...a .:,v
"'11,1110, isn't Santa Clans a
Saila ?"
"\'os, .dew'.",
"I knew I was right, Johnny
(mild that Santa was only your fa-
ther and I told him 1 knew that
Santa w'a5(1'1 Maddy 'cause he's no
5a1nt,"
Spirit of Christmas
By Kettle:111e tdeltnuo
St'1tltleND11. yourself to the
Spirit of Christmas! Let it% joy
thrill you --let 11.5 Peace "teal t0Et1Y
across s your heart. Open ye0r citl's
to the magic of its nle(euge--0pen
your eyes to the miracle; it' ((menu -
Read again Dickens' Cit tistwee
Carol, the beret 1110wn and 1'tm=t It.
sparing of all 1de Christmas stories.
Anil don't feel ashamed, 1f at the
end, as Tiny Tim whisper's, "God
bless us, ('very one.," 701: dud your
own eyes wet; with tears.
Open the Book of 130010, end let
Luke tell you about that fast Christ-
dlas-0t the Ione journey to Bethle-
hem, of the birth in the humble
manger, of the shepherds keeping
watch aver their flocks. Llama to
the heavenly music that was heal11
upmi the hills, to the thrilling
words of the angel. ")3 bold, I
bring you good tidings of g"cat jay,
which shall be to al) pewit. For
onto you is Mort, this day in the
city of David a Saviour, which is
Christ the Lord'' Bow you, head
and give thanks for the Prince of
Peace who cause, saying wall the
angels, "Glory to God in the high-
est, and on earth peace, go^(t x1111
toward men."
Let Matthew tell you of the cant-
ing of the Wise 3Ien from the East,
with their gifts of gold, frankincense
and Myrrh, whic!r they presenter to
the Christ Child.
Then, with the Spirit of C'brist•
mas in your heart, go forte and
help make Christmas a brlgbter
I and a happier day for others!
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Christmas In The Air
By Martha 13, Thomas
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OLD 3111. SADDLEIt brad the meet
unique and delightful ideas. L'n-
questionably he was the happiest
roan in tows, though he hadn't
much money, and lived in guile a
modestway, in quite the 5mallost
house. People loved to drop to fir
a chat, Old men came Tl' a smoke
1>y his fireside. Women brought
their children to spend the after -
0000 when they were busy, sir.
Saddler welcomed everyone as if
he were a king in a palace.
One snowy day when every foot-
sttip creaked underfoot, and the
whole worldlooked buried under
white wool, several peope an their
way Isere and •their dropped 1n to
see Mr. Saddler, A bright fare
crackled. on the hearth, A green
wreath hung above the mantel'
piece. There was a distinct smell
of a rkch pudding having been re-
cently cooked.
"This place has more Christmas
about it' 'declared one guest, "than
any place Pve seen, How do you
do ht? After all, there's only one
green wreath,"
"Well, I hardly know him 20 tell
you " said the host, "1 guess it's
just abet I feel Cllristnlassy
and maybe it sort of fills the room
lite steam front a pudding I knelt',"
he smiled at them, "you lb 111k me
peculiar at times, but it's what gi's
ell In your heart that stakes the out.
side you live in, pleasant. And
here's another thing, teepee of
you like, 1 shan't mind, I like to
think 3t111t all the happy clamps of
church bells tit fhristntas keep
traveling around the world 7111111 ICA
time to ring them again. Why nut?
And the tine songs Wu! (11111te11) 711111
all the joyous lattgh10r of c11(101en.
We spell( i1' planets being si many
Ne
!,hd» 'rats' away l'rinl the cnrrlt.
, (111)3 sound taking thus and
thus a Umar to ioaeh a certain trace,
Well then." he 1111111111 at then:, "1
guess I just sort 01 hear those
11111ms, elatyiie 1 have a geed rec'•ly
tng-set 111 my Heat. And pm:11gPs
sort of,' he W111511 a hand 11omx1,
'broadcast my happiness herr In
this room,"
The guests nodded, Maybe yon
r
do," they said, "Anyhow We, feni
eltoclt-full of C•hristmae,n