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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Seaforth News, 1944-12-21, Page 3Few it Up Each Nostril Quickly Relieve tuffiess Ctanii Specialized Medication Works Fast Right Where Trouble Is!` Soothing relief from stuffy, painful distress of acute catarrh comes fast as Va-tro-nol spreads through the nose, reduces swollen membranes—soothes irritation, relieves congestion, helps flush out cold -clogged nasal passages. Makes breathing easier— VA-T U h .NCI!. try try itl Follow directions in package. "'� ` �' lCHRONICLES of GINGER FARM Just recently a young girl said to . me — "Mrs. Clarke, do you think it silly of me I want to have a tree, and the house de- corated and — oh, just everything for Christmas. But yet there are only the two of. us . maybe it would seem foolish" Foolish? = well, it didn't strike me that way. How better could a couple start out in life than by building up a Christmas tradition in their own home. A tradition that will grow- with the years. * * * Of all the seasons of the year Christmas is the most loved, and probably the most significant be cause without that first Christmas there certainly would have been no Easter, nor Ascention. Most loved because it is a season so readily understood and appreciated by us, the common people, because It' typifies the love, the difficulties and the close union of humble family life. And so, home -loving people throughout the ages have tried to create an ideal of goodwill and fellowship in their own family circles. How' well they succeeded is reflected in the attitude which each succeedink generation has toward Christmas at hone, * * * Mothers of little children, think no time wasted that you spend on making a happy Christmas in your home. Children will remember the gaily trimmed tree long after pre- sents around it are forgotten. Make your Christmas tree tradit- ional. What do I mean by "trad- itional"? I mean to build up Chris- tmas memories for your fancily that are essentially personal. Don't make drastic changes. Take care of the Christmas tree decorations and bring them out, year after year. It you once have a star to top your tree, always have a star, Let your your children grow up with it — to 'them it will symbolise THEIR Christmas tree. Worldly goods have little relation to Christmas tra- dition — it can be present in the SIZES 14.20 72.48 Here's the new elongated waist- line (very slimming) in Pattern 4866, Trim button -front is a time- saver in dressing, in ironing. Pattern 4866 comes in sizes 14, 16, 18, 20; 82 3.4, 36, 38, 40, 42, 44, 46, 48. Size 36 takes 3" yards 36- ltnch and 3d yard contrast. Send twenty cents (20c) in coins (stamps ,cannot be accepted) for this pattern to Room 421, 73 Ade- laide St. West, Toronto. Print plainly size, name, address, style nuinber. sy GWendonline P. Clarke humblest home — or absent in the wealthiest. Many families this. year will be incomplete — there "may be sons in France, Holland, Italy, England — and you may say, "011, we don't feel like holding Christmas with our boys away!" Has At ever occurred to you that to write and tell your boys just that is to des- troy their faith? Christmas at hone — Christmas as they knew it — is something they hang on to. It is one of the things they are fighting to save, And maybe in some distant land, perhaps in a bomb -damaged home, they may get a fleeting glimpse of a tree, topped by a star. That glimpse may intensifly their longing for the folks back home, yet they will like to 'remember that over there will be the same Christmas dinner -- Mont Mont will manage somehow, sugar or no sugar and there will be folks coming . and the same excite- ment over gaily wrapped parcels. Gee, it sure would be great to be there , . .maybe next year . . . * * 4 t Unfortunately there are also hones where only memories of fighting sons remain. It is not for me to say how Christmas shall be observed in such homes — I can only hope that to them will conte some measure of healing and com- fort during the season of peace and goodwill. But to the thousands of other limes let me send along this mes- sage with my kindest regards and good wishes . . Keep Christmas —whatever you do keep Christmas. Put your heart into it and the way will be clear, for where there is Christmas in the heart there will surely be Christmas in the hone. Good-bye and "God Bless us everyone", The Bookshelf... FIVE ACRES And Independence By M. G. Kains This book tells how to select, finance, stock and develop a small farm. It points out mistakes to avoid as well as methods that assure success; it emphasizes the importance of good water, sani- tation, drainage and irrigation; tells how to enhance crop yield while improving soil conditions; explains how to •treat neglected orchards already on the place, how to start and care for new ones. It discusses berry patches, vineyards, fruit and vegetable crops, dairy cows, hogs, poultry and bees. The book is based 'on the per- sonal wide experience of the author and covers virtually every problem that the small farm owner is likely to encounter. Five Acres and Independence ... By M. G. Rains . . Ambassador Books Limited ... Price $2.50 In The Ice Age Do you know that Arctic rein- deer, mammals which have become symbols of Christmas, once roamed through southern Canada? This was during the Ice Age when time glaciers covered Ontario. They existed with the mastodon, woolly Mammoth, and musk-ox, along the bleak, barren borders of the great ice sheet, Christmas joke By'VALINE HOBBS I hung my stocking up last night beneath the mantel shelf And then I hung sonic other ones for more than just myself. I hung a pudgy .woolly one upon a nail alone— That's for my little fuzzy dog who hoped to get a bone. I hung a silky shiny one so it would never fali— That's for my little' Persian cat who wanted just a ball, Then last I hung two wee ones for my cunning goldfish fleet.— (1 played a trick on Santa Claus: the honeys have no feet!) This morning, every one was full, from top to tippy -toe, And Kitty -cat and Dog and i have what we wanted so. But, oh, my little goldfish 1\1111: \vhatever shall we do With these two pairs of rubber boots that Santa left for you? JAP SPITE DID THIS Medical air men cluster about an eight -month-old Filipino child who suffered face wounds from the bayonet of a Jap, retreating before American forces in the Philippines. The battlegrimed Yanks vie with each other to feed the child from an oversized bottle. By . MARY IMLAY TAYLOR .,0'Q�„,tR3�..�\a,•�"�.a��,<sC�•�.nC2�..�>ti,es�a�'•.a�.aQ.'�.�\ .@� � ��'. ..�C4 ...a�,ao CHAPTER I "So you've come back, islark Grant?" The old lawyer 'swung around in his swivel -chair ani! looked the young man up and down with an eye as cold as a liz- ard's. Mark laughed. Liberty was send- ing golden bubbles through his veins; it was easy to laugh. "I behaved well, lir. Fosdick," Mark said, his tote defying criti- cism, challenging; "they let me out a few months ahead of tune." "Humph!" Fosdick . grunted, "I've no use for new-fangled no- tions ie prisons," he remarked dry- ly; "hot air, that's all; a man should ,serve his time.' "You've never been in prison, Mr. Fosdick," be said. "When you've tried it you'll be quite fa- vorable to new-fangled notions. I've had fifteen years' experience. I know!" +. * * Fosdick's gray face twisted into a grim simile. "I don't think 1'11'try it — not in your way. Let me see; how old were you when you went up?" "Seventeen." "Seventeen? Gosh " The lawyer stared at him for a moment, in- credulously, "I'd forgotten. A boy — and convicted of killing that old man, your uncle — to get his mo- ney, tool" he added reproachfully. Mark's face sobered. His eyes darkened. "Convicted?" You call that travesty a fair trial?" The old man recoiled slightly, but he steadied himself to Pape the young fury in Mark's, glance. "It was a fair trial; I always said so; you appealed, too," he maintained his point dryly; then hp put Mark's anger aside with a gesture. "I've no tine to take that up• I dare say yotive suffered for it. "What d'you want, Mark?" The young man ;put his hand in his pocket and drew out an old let- ter with Fosdick's name in the cor- ner. He laid it on the desk. "That says that Aunt Hurley left her money for me when I came out, and you have charge of it, I'm out. Mr. Fosdick." Fosdick glanced at the envelope without taking it up. "I see! Your Aunt Hurley's mo- ney brought you here mighty quick!" he remarked grudgingly. He had never forgiven the boy for Grant Barton's death. Of course he'd done it for the uncle's money, The emotive was as plain as the nose on your face! "I drew that will. ler friends advised against it, but she w01.11c1 have her way.' She alavays believed in you," "God bless her!" Mark broke out, suddenly devout. "The will was proven, of course; you say as much in this latter." The lawyer assented grudgingly rfjotar�p:- Vairw 8210.00 and cash awards 'for original musical coinposi- tions. Canadians of either sex under 23 years on March 1, 1045, the closing date ,far entries. Junior Dhh'ision open Lo connpeLi- tors'under 11 \v110 el0 not qualify for major prizes. For entry forms and full - in- formation apply CA.NAtetee:i Cm7RxoettinivG nicter *00102 1' i fh1,Plen, Royal Bank building, '.L'rotto. ISSUE 52-1044 again; it was plaint that he had been among the friends who ad- vised against it" "It's not much," he said tartly, "about twenty thousand." Mark smiled amusedly. "Come around tomorrow morn- ing and I'll have the papers ready. The money's in deposit at the bank here, waiting." * * Mark rose, but stopped with his h-nd on the back of his chair. "It's early yet, lfr, Fosdick, and I'd be glad to draw some of that money, I'nm short." . The little lawyer whipped around in his chair and stared at hint, then away. "The fellow's a giant!" he thought uneasily, re- membering old Grant Barton's end. Money in that, tool' "I can't help it," lie said testily, "there'll be formalities,' Conte to- morrow. The bank closes at three; we couldn't get through in time. I'm busy; good dayl" Mark stood a -moment longer, Iooking down at hint. He saw the little man's hand shake as he grasped los perm and pretended to write. Mark knew he was afraid of the ex -convict; he threw back his tread and laughed again, his laugh startling Fosdick as much as a blow; it was so hearty, so carefree, a boy's laugh. "You stem to find it amusing, sir," he said tartly, "I dol" Mark turned, picked up his hat, a new one, the warden had fitted him out, and went to the door. "Good -day, Mr. Fosdick," he said, still smiling, and went out. * * * Mark threaded his way through. the crowded streets with the awk- ward feeling of a recluse sudden- ly thrust out into the world. He had turned the corner into one of the more sedate streets and was passing the entrance of a fashionable clubhouse — the name was on the door over a,, brass knocker — when two young amen suddenly emerged. Their exit was so abrupt that they nearly col- lided with Mark, and they both stopped short, staring at him with the eagerness of men seeking a long lost acquaintance. "Stewed!" Mark thought, and pursued his way, looking for a res- taurant. He found one at the other end of the street, with, a teapot on the swinging sign. It was down a few steps below the sidewalk, and, 115 Ile descended, he was surprised to .find the 'two young clubmen at his heels,' He toolc a seat near the door and ordered tea and muffins. But he felt' resentment when he found . the two young men had seized up- on the: table next to his and, with- out much pretense. of eating, them- selves, were unquestionably watch- ing -him 'drink his tea and eat his muffin, * * * They were both young, one big, about his own build, the other small and fat with red cheeks, and they were both fashionably and : expensively dressed; they had the air of idle wealth, They were evi- dently ' disputing something be- tween themselves, and Mark got the impression- that he Was their chief interest. It nettled him; he harried his food down, drank , his tea and paid his bill. It left him twenty cents. As he counted hie. change and thrust it back into his pocket he laughed - bitterly to him - If. How would Fosdick like to face his night in the city, with twenty cents? He was just rising 'from the table when his two young neighbors suddenly rose, came over, and pulling out the two em- pty chairs opposite, sat dawn, un- invited, at his table. The stout young roan leaned forward confidentially, his red cheeks growing redder. "Pardon mel" he said courteous- ly, smiling across at Mark; "It's a wager — my speaking to you,.I mean. If you've ever made a wa- ger, you know how a fellow feels. I hope you don't mind our butting in this way. You see, it's all part of a belly bet I've made with my chum here." "I see" — Mark still studied the pair. "I don't mind. In fact, I_ra- ther like it. What's the bet?" "Oh, it's a thousand dollars, I-" "Shut up1 Archie broke in sud- denly, "you're only babbling, Ted. Let's get to busness." He turned a little haughtily and faced Mark. "It's this way. My pal here has been getting into trouble with a lady, an elderly and exclusive la- dy, one of the smartest of the smart set; she won't have a man in her house who drinks too much, or gambles,• or—" he shrugged — "you know the usual things! Teddy was a prince favorite, but she caught him gambling, and then he got stetted, two of the cardinal sins.- She's forbidden him the house, and he's sore. There's going to be an exclusive afternoon today, a big affair. Ted has no card. He's -raw about it, and he's laid a wager with me that she's all bunk about her rules, that she doesn't really know what her guests do, that any fellow — the first marl we met in the street — given a clean shirt could pass muster. I've taken the bet. I don't believe she'll receive anyone without credentials, she'll find a way to freeze the newcomer out, even if a fellow took hien in, unless she knows he's all right. Ted's bet me a thousand dollars that he can pink up the first man he meets outside the club, give him the clothes and get him in' -- if I'll take him past the door and simply say: 'This is Mr. — oh, any old name! Now, do you see?" * * * lefark nodded, "1 see!" he said, aad laughed. There was vigor in his laughter, a jubilant ring of freedom. "I met you first outside the club," he said, "that's the whole of it. It's a wager—" he made a boyish grimace — "I don't want to lose my thousand dollars, Ar- chie, here, is a bit stiff-necked about it. You — I Wonder—" he leaned back, thrusting his hands into his pockets and jingling his money rather obviously — "I 'won- der if you'll help me out? It's only for one afternoon, you know, at a tea, there'll be dancing no end of fun, but the test will be the dinner afterwards. She only asks the elect to that — the ons of Colo- nial dances, I call 'em. I bet she'll ask you." "What do I get?" asked lfark. (To Be Continued) SUNDAY SCHOOL LESSON THE GROUND OF UNIVERSAL JOY Luke 2:8-12; Hebrews 1:1.4; 1 John 1:1-4. GOLDEN TEXT.—Behold, x bring you good tidings of great joy _ which shall be to all the people, Luke 2:10. Message of Joy In the Christmas story is re- vealed the fact that God's stays are not man's ways. For centuries the promise of a Messiah and a deliverer for Israel was repeated, Not to the Ronan governor, or the Chief Priest in the temple did God's messengers come, but to h u m b l e God-fearing shepherds who had been eagerly awaiting the coming of their Saviour. They were in the country, in the silence of the night, watching over their flocks. The angel of the Lurd came upon them without warning. The glory of the Lord shone about them. Their reaction to this amaz- ing sight was that of natural sin- ful- man when he cones in con- tact with the glory of a righteous God. Under similar circumstances Isaiah was spellbound in the temple, Paul fell to the ground on the Damascus Road, and John would have worshipped the heav- enly messenger, The angel quieted the shepherds with the assuring words that they were bearers of Good News of Great Joy, not only for then but for all people. The glad tidings the angels brought was that a Sav- ious had been born in the city of David. - lit early bible days God spoke to the people in many ways. Soma - times it was in words at. other times it was through visions, dreams, etc. However, in these last days he has spoken through his son the Lord Jesus Christ. Being the only son, he is heir of all things. 13y - Christ, God made time world, verifying the fact that Jesus was present during creation. The greatness and power of Christ is revealed in the bright- ness of His glory, a perfect image of God the Father, All potter is in his bands, and all things are upheld by his ward. 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