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The Brussels Post, 1947-12-31, Page 2JA CKAI 0Ne'Ca L. £ Synopsis Chapter XVIII: Juanita had run away from the mission and once more pleads with Michael to take her with him on the vengeance trail. This time he accepts her presence. Chapter XIX And still no eye could have dis- cerned a single moving thing. The great valley could have been searched with a spy -glass and yet the earnest watcher would have fail- ed to discover that the uncanny cries that lifted eerily into the night were born in the throats and mouths of two people who moved like ghosts, slowly, and always in the thickest shadows of tree, bush and rocks. For El Caballero Rojo and the young Spanish girl were having their first — and only necessary — rehearsal of their most important signal, before they entered Deep Water Valley, where death and de- struction might lie before them. Michael Valdez smiled in the darkness, satisfied. Juanita had spok- en truly when she had told hint that long ago she had learned- to imitate the calls of the animals of the wild, as well as those of the night birds. She was a constant surprise, this beautiful half wild girt. Michael Valdez could not understand the warns flooding of his veins at the thought of her. He put such thoughts sternly front him — be- cause he did not understand. Soon, once more, the phantom riders were side by side, but in Jua- nita's voice there was something that said she had been subconsci- ously warned , as one of the wild things she knew so well alight have been warned. "I do not like this place, senor," she said flatly. "We ride?" Valdez d'd not answer. His very ► ''silence, blending with his caballero • costume, which he had donned dur- ing Juanita's short absence, made hint a glittering red-headed spectre in conches and silver in the moon- light. For every inch of !tint now was the conquistador. Juanita gave him a swift glance, then her eyes were lifted to the shrine on Mission ITill, •"So that is Don Attero's Cross, senor?" she said reverently, and her fingers made a swift sign of- the cross across her heart, El Caballero Rojo nodded. As he, too, stared at the gigantic post with its long horizontal beam he was re- ntenthering the story of Don Attero, who had made Deep \Vater Valley 942 Make a special chair -set to give your living roone a party airl Cro- chet. these bluebirds and flower medallions --original and effec- tivel Bluebirds with pineapple -design wings—a happy thought for your chairs. Pattern 942 has directions, Send TWENTY-FIVE CENTS in colics (stamps cannot be ac- cepted) for this pattern to room 421, 73 Adelaide St. \Vest, Toron- to. 1' r i n t plainly PATTERN NUMBER, your N A M E a n d ADDRES2. a paradise that during his lifetime had known neither crime nor greed, want nor envy. As his thoughts were deep with Don Attero, suddenly Juanita reach- ed out and gripped his arm tensely, staring with widened eyes at the distant symbol. "Something is on the cross, sen- or," she whispered. "Something jumps up and down at its base!" "Someone has swung something from each end of the beam, Juan- ita," Valdez said slowly. "And yes, whoever is there is dragging some- thing closer to the cross." "Si! Something heavy, senor. Look! He throws ropes above to the erossbeatn. You think he tries to get that heavy thing he drags up on the cross?" She stopped short as El Caballero Rojo suddenly kneed El Cielo, and the horse leaped toward the brush. "Wait, senor!" she cried anxi- ously. "Do not go! I do not like—" But the frantic protest died on her lips. For she knew that Michael Valdez had decided — and few of his decisions were ever changed. It was not for her to question them. * * * Valdez advanced only a few paces into the night. He stopped then, melting into the inky blackness be- side a great rock. Then, quietly and decisively, he moved on again, never out of cover, but steadily advancing. His keen eyes were riveted on a spot where the valley walls came close together, and where a river, black silver in the moonlight, raced swiftly but noiselessly below — far, far below. He could see now that what had at first appeared to be one immense valley was in reality two, It was as if some mythical giant of long centuries ago had flung clown a tremendous dumbbell, had then re- moved it, and had left only two big clefts in the earth, with this narrow canyon narking tate crosspiece be- tween the balls on either end. As he studied all of this, he did not !car Juanita until she pulled up her horse behind him, so quietly did she approach. "The man's work at Don Attero's Cross is finished, senor," she said, her voice low. "Se? He brings a horse from behind those—" "That's a dog jumping up and down!" Valdez said abruptly. Shrill, alarmed yelps drifted to them across the night. Valdez saw that now the excited animal had leaped away from the burdened cross and was yelping and jumping at the mount of the shadowy, mys- terious rider. Not only was that rider mysteri- ous, but it was all a mystery here at midnight in this eerie setting. And it was one which was holding Michael Valdez in a viselike grip. Curiosity had led many a man to a final pause in a six-foot hole in the ground, he tried to tell himself, and that this was none of his business. But he had to know what was going on over there. He had to! He turned to his roan and set foot in the stirrup. "We ride, Juanita," he said. But even as they started they were halted sharply as a shot rang out. Then came the pitiful yelps of a wounded dog. Beneath the cone- shaped sombrero which shaded his face El Caballero Rojo's ntoutlt was a grim gash. His teeth were so tightly clenched that veins stood out on his temples. 4. * * Again a six•gun harked, send. ing its echoes through the night. In the distance, there by Don Attero's Cross, a dark splotch dragging across t ground seemed to rise a few incites, then silence! Instantly Michael Valdez' eyes were roaming over the nearby landscape, searching out a safe way to ride from these heights to the floor of the valley and then up to the ether side where the cross stood. He left the choice finally to El Cieio, and the mount swiftly took hint clown the rocky slope to the valley floor, with Juanita's mount, Pedro, gingerly following. Once in the knee-deep grass of the lush valley, the two riders made all speed across it. Not far from Doti Attero's Cross they stopped, slid from their saddles and grourtd•hitched their mounts, Silently they went afoot with EI Caballero Rojo in the lead, a swift - moving, crouching f i g u r e that darted across opett silvered spaces and paused in black sha• dews. (To he Continued) Your Handwriting and You Alex S.y Arnott My Christmas Message To You All The coning of Christmas turns our thoughts to the Christ Child and the example of his good will to all men. It is interesting to (tote that the advent of our Lord Jesus Christ brought about a writing al- phabet that has endured in form, and the style of which is found in most languages of today. Before the birth of Christ, titan's writing con- sisted of pictures and symbols as a form of basic alphabet, such as the Ronan alphabet, These forms were not so readily, understood as the written alphabet which recorded the Life of our Lord. The scriptur- es are a work of art in painstalting attd accurate perfection in express- ing the thoughts of those historical times. * * * It was about this period of his- tory that the most interesting de- tails were brought into use in man's written language, such detail as the crossing of the small letter "t" to distinguish it from the small letter "d" and "1". The dot above the small letter t to avoid possible con- fusion with the letter "e", is an- other interesting indication of the exactness with which the scribes recorded the life of Christ so that the written word of his life and times could be more readily under- stood for all time to come. The collection of all forms of pic- ture thoughts of many tongues, such as was prevalent in that age, into a common picturesque record- ing of the scriptures was indeed man's outstanding accomplishment in the betterment of civilization. 4. * 5 During the year I have derived much pleasure in receiving your letters front far and near for hand- writing analysis and how that Christmas is drawing near my thoughts go out to you wherever you may be. On the farm, in the city, on the cast or west coast attd to those across the border in the United States I send to each of you my best wishes for a joyous Christmas season. A MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALL! 'The Messiah' Ranks As Yuletide Favorite Best known of all oratorios Is Handel's "The Messiah," a favorite presentation of the Christmas sea- son. In almost every community in the civilized world a choir will sing part or all of the oratorio during the Yuletide. People in places too remote to boast a sufficiently skilled choir or soloists will hear "The Messiah's" message by radio. The famous oratorio was written by George Frederick Handel in Lon- don between August 22 and Septem- ber 14, 1741. The first presentation was in Fishamble Street Music hall, Dublin, on April 13, 1742, under direction of the composer. Ladies were requested to "refrain from wearing hoops" and gentle- men to "leave their swords at home," in order that a capacity audience might swell the proceeds to relieve needy children and the inmates of debtors' prisons. "The Messiah" was given its English premiere before the court at Covent Garden in March, 1743, George II was so overpowered by the grandeur of the mole portray- ing the Icing of Kings that he sprang to his feet in reverent acclaim at the opening bars of the Hallelujah chorus, an action which led to the modern custotn. Pine Colles Pine cones make beautiful oras. ['lents for the Christmas tree, aim may be found in all parts of On. Carlo, Place the cones in warns ov. to make them open. Then a touch of gilt or diamond dust on the scales, gives 3'0U a glittering orna- ment for your tree, y CHRIST 4 ir,11rifitittas Prager This Day ofJoy s with gladness men of old Did the guiding star behold; As with joy they hailed the light, Leading onward, beaming bright; So, most gracious Lord, may we Evermore be led to Thee, N� l/Is with joyous steps they sped To that lowly manger bad, There to bend the knee before Him whom heaven and earth adore; So may we with willing feet Ever seek thy merry seat. jig e./Is they offered gifts most rare Rt that manger rude and bare, So may we with holy joy, Pure, and free from sin's alloy, All our costliest treasures bring, Christ, to Thee, our heavenly King. Amen ANNE i NPST 1 'Z/o t Dominating Mother Alienates Daughter WIIAT GOES OX in the mind of * a mother who refutes in allow Iter * 19 -year-old girl to have dates? Who forbids her to invite even girl friends to the itottse? Who drives the girl to threaten to leave hotne—and who retorts that she'll see that she los- es her job it she does? — or she will collect the * girl's whole salary each week, * keeping her dependent upon her * mother's will! * Does she hope by such tactics * to prevent her daughter from mar- * vying? Or is she imposing this, * discipline from sheer love of au- * thority? To deprive the girl of a * normal social life is to attempt to * defeat nature. She cannot win. * And one day she will find her- * self alone, for no girl who is. * smart enough to earn her own * living twill submit to such injustice * for long. * The girl who writes this about * her mother is frankly puzzled. She * wonders settether her mother trusts *her. o NOT FRIENDS Naturally site hos asked for rea- sons. All she gets is an angry order to 1„-dt. and r'.• ,,.. ,. ,,i,7 ' mother is inereashely hard to phrase and finds )eel. ;,t.,, . , icy everything the girl dor.,, or docs not do. The tension between them it mounting daily, and the girl con- fesses site is staking mistakes in her work bemuse she's ton confused and unhappy to keep her mind os it. And no wonder! Her mother is not her friend. She it a tyrant. She is trying to live her daughter's life for her, She treats the girl as though she were 10 years old. Soon .rhe will come to hate her mother, and who can biome herr . It is such slothcrs who drive their daughters to nnorry the first nen who asks them. Refused the use of their hones, they meet boys on Near Tragedy Last winter, with the approach of Christmas, a certain modern young mother decided that her little girl had believed in the myth of Santo Claus long enough; so she informed the youngster ex- actly to whom she could look for her Yuletide gifts, The little girl was shocked, but grateful. "Mother,” she said, "I'm cer- tainly glad you told me there was no Santa Claus. Just imagine how awful it would have been if I had grown up and had children of my own and hadn't known it was 'up to me to fill their Christ- mas stoelkittgsl" ISSUE 61-1047 street corners. Desperate for some fits:, they seek it where it is easiest to find, with whit tragic results we know too well. I cast only hope that this girl's mo- ther happens to read this today, and that site may be sufficiently imp- ressed to realize the danger of her 'Present coarse. TO "DESPERATE": Try once more to discuss this with your mother. Remind her that you have been honest with her, and you want to still be. Hasn't she a friend whose judgment she admires. 14'hy not ask that friend to talk with your another? If you have not given any reason for her to cnistritst you, she is being very short-sighted to dep- rive you of the rights which are yours. * * * I1- you attd your daughter arc not getting along, maybe Anne Hirst can explain you each to the outer. Write her in detail, .at room 421, Box A, 73 Adelaide St. West, Toronto. Sunday School Lesson By Rev R. Barclay Warren The Prince of Peace Isa,''ah 2:2-7; Revelation 11:16; 15: 2-4. Golden Text—Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward Men—Luke 2:14. Our modern expensive celebra- tion of Christmas is in sharp con- trast to the plain simple story of the birth of the Christ child as re- corded by Mathew aul Loire. In our mammoth observance we arc in grave danger of losing sight of the central personality. We have room for the mythical Santa Claus; time for friends, gifts and good eating. But with many, Christmas has become Xmas where Christ is the unknown represented by X. * * * About 2700 years ago the prophet Isaiah foresaw the birth of the child Jesus. To !tint it was an event of exceeding great importance. "Unto us a child is born; unto us a Son is given." This child though boric of the virgin Mary, was the Son of God. "Tire government shall be upon His shoulder; and His name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The Mighty God, The Prince of Peace." Isaiah saw that the Wonderful One would be a King. Peace would reign in His Kingdom. The noisy armour of the warriors and the garments soiled with blood would be burned. John in the Revelation, had fur- ther visions of the everlasting Kingdom of Jesus Christ. The One who was cradled in a manger, rais- ed in the Glome of a carpenter, hang' ed on a cross and buried in a bor- rowed tomb shall reign as Icing of Icings and Lord of Lords. * • 5 The Kingdom has already been set up in many hearts. In such . there is great peace. But the day has not yet conte when "The kingdoms of this world are be- come the kingdoms of our Lord, Boxing f y If you lived in Greece, you wouldn't celebrate Christmas until New Year's Eve, and if you lived in China, yellow would be the color that would predominate at Christ- mas, for it symbolizes joy, happiness anti peace with the Chinese... Inci- dentally, do you know why Decem- ber 20 is called Boxing Day? It is so named because the Christmas boxes placed in the churches for casual contributions are opened and the contents distributed to those who render smelt services without pay. Boxing Day is really a survival of a much older custom. 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