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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron Expositor, 1989-12-20, Page 20or ,Incorporating The Brussels i ...7 Published in Seaforth, Ontario Every Wednesday Morning 94 40 fro, till* The Expositor is brought to you each week by the efforts of: Pat Armes, Paula Elliott, Terri -Lynn Dale, Dianne McGrath and Bob McMillan. 0 or ED BYRSKI, General Manager HEATHER ROBINET, Editor Member Canadian Community Newspaper Assoc. Ontario Community Newspaper Association Ontario Press Council Commonwealth Press Union International Press Institute Subscription Rates: Canada '20.00 a year, in advance Senior Citizens • '17.00 a year in advance Outside Canada '60.00 a year, in advance Single Copies • .50 cents each Second class mail registration Number 0696 Editorial and Business Offices - 10 Main Street, Seaforth Telephone (519) 527-0240 Mailing Address - P.O. Box 69, Seaforth, Ontario, NOK TWO A Savior is Born You letter not pout, you better As the editor of The Huron Expositor I am privy to as lot of reading material, I might otherwise never lay my eyes on. This seems to be especially true at Christmastime. And anyone who has been in my office of late, can attest to that. My desk is heaped mighty high with cor- respondence - so much in fact that I wonder if I'll be able to emerge from behind my desk in time to enjoy the holi- day festivities with the rest of the world. Nonetheless, some of this correspondence makes interesting reading. I am, for in- stance, finding out a lot of tidbits about Christmas the world over, as well as some long revealed facts about' the jolly old elf himself - Santa Claus. In fact just the other day, I read an ar- ticle which detailed Santa's young life, and explained just how it is that Santa Claus came to take up his current profession of toymaker. And being as Christmas is now only five days off, I thought I'd share that story with my readers. It's a story I, myself, have never heard before. As the story goes, Santa had a crippled sister named Santella whom he loved so very much. Santella also loved her brother very dearly. As a result, when he was a boy, Santa used to to go out every day and bring back pretty stones and flowers for his sister to play with. Then, in the evening Santa would tell her stories and do all kinds of tricks to make his Santella laugh and be happy, 1 SWEAT SOCK. S by Heather Robinet But as Christmastime drew near, Santa became sad because the Clauses were too poor to buy Santella real toys. One day when Santa was nine -years -old he asked the old toynaaker, who made toys for the rich children, if he could possibly have some cheap leftover toys for his crippled sister. The toymaker became very cross and sent Santa away. Santa vowed right then and there that he would see to it that all pool- children had toys. Nobody knew what Santa was doing in his basement when they heard his ham- mering and sawing every day. But at last, one day he brought up a doll house for Santella - it was even big enough for her to sit in. He also made some jack-in-the- boxes and jumping jacks. Santella was so excited that she cried. The Clauses had the happiest Christmas of all! Then, right after Christmas, Santa started making toys for all the poor children in town for next Christmas. Still he had toys left over, which he sold to the rich children. Everyone liked Santa's toys so much that they didn't buy toys from the cross old toymaker anymore. Everyone has a different version of San- ta Claus, but most of us see him as a kind and loving old gentleman, who strives to make the Christmas season a special one for all children - young and old. But there are some stipulations to his generosity. Santa Claus insists that children must be good and not naughty - and I suppose that pertains to us all. It is also revealed in a song, that Santa Claus, asks that children not cry, or pout, when he's coming to town. And I'll tell you why. And if you're going to pout, and if you are going to quarrel, don't let it be on Christmas Day! An old saying says that if you are cross or if you quarrel on Christmas Day - things will go wrong for the whole coming year! Of course that is just an old saying, but who wants to spoil a beautiful, loving Christmas holiday for yourself and others by causing 111 feelings to come in. Let's make Christmas what Santa Claus fully in- tended it to be - a day for real cheer. To all the readers of The Huron Ex- positor, I extend my best wishes for a hap- py and safe holiday season, and a wonder- ful new year. Merry Christmas! Now it came to pass in those days, that a decree went forth from Caesar Augustus that a census of the whole world should be taken. This first census took place while Cyrinus was governor of Syria. And all were going, each to his own town, to register. And Joseph also went from Galilee out of the town of Nazareth into Judea to the town of David, which is called Bethlehem, being of the family and house of David, to register together with Mary his espoused wife who was with child. And it came ,to pass while they were there, that the days for her .to be delivered were fulfilled. And she brought forth her first born son, wrapped him in swaddling clothes and laid him in a a manger because there was no room for them in the inn. And there were shepherds in the same district living in the fields and keeping watch over their flocks by night. And behold, a angel of the Lord stood by them and the glory of God shone about therm and they feared exceedingly. And the angel said unto them. "Do not be afraid, for behold, I bring you good news of great joy which shall be to all the people, for today, in the town of David, a Savior has been born to you who is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign to you; you will find an infant wrapped in swadling clothes and lying in a manger," And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of .heavenly host praising God and Saying. "Glory to God in the highest and on earth peace, good will toward man." The Gospel according to St. Luke. r LETTERS TO THE EDITOR Woman shares Dear Editor, Season's Greetings and Best Wishes to my home town and the staff of The Huron Expositor. Enclosed please find my Christmas poem. I would like to share it with my home town. If it meets with your literary standards, please consider for -publication. Very sincerely Julia Eckert -MacLean CHRISTMAS BLESSINGS BY JUDY ECKERT-MACLEAN This season, as the Christmas birth Of Christ draws ever nigh, And the message of Our Saviour YKNoe %DK, u 'z /SILL r//E DEr1)/L/7,79R/z..4r0vl/ HYPE -60m / :Mr?o/JND, use cat/ZD TWE 4' .rr a4 -TO 6E'NE • / with hometown Shines from out the midnight sky, Think again, with gladness, Of that first, bright, Christmas night, When God, in love and kindness, Sent His. Son of love and light! And - in these Christmas hours, - Dear friend, I ask of you; To breathe a quiet prayer for me: I shall breathe one soft for you! Our thoughts ,will meet at midnight: Will pass `heath stars above: And we shall know - Amidst the snows - We shared Christ's joy and love ... Note: A native of Seaforth, Judy is at pre- sent undergoing heart surgery at the Ot- tawa Heart Institute. GST will .cause economic burden LET in.R TO THE EDITOR I understand the introduction of the GST and the removal of the Manufacturer's Tax is supposed to make Canadian manufac- tured goods more competitive on the inter- national market and create more jobs for Canadians, although Canadian consumers will bear the cost. If the Canadian dollar would increase in value, all the gains would probably be lost. How can Canadian goods be competitive on the international market when there are countries with large pools of cheap labour, no minimum wage laws and where work- ing conditions are dealt with by violating their human rights. Is it fair to expect Canadian workers to accept a lower stan- dard of living and ultimately abject pover- ty to make Canadain goods more competitive. This government will cause a greater economic burden on the poor, middle class and small business people with this GST rather than make the large multi -national corporations pay their fair share from their huge profits. Jim May Seaforth, Ontario Teachers upset with government LETTER TO THE EDITOR People in this community may know that teachers are furious with the Ontario Liberal Government, and we want to tell you why. The Government of Ontario plans to misuse the power of its majority position to deny the teachers of this province our right to an equal voice in the management of our own pensions. The 121,000 -member Ontario Teachers' Federation has been in "negotiations" with the Government for over a year in an at- tempt to achieve an equal partnership in the management of the teachers' pension plan. Negotiations were terminated by the Government several times on the issue of a dispute resolutions mechanism .which we think is vital to any -equal partnership. The Government has never hesitated .to use such a mechanism to bring a close to a dispute between teachers and their employers, the school board. Why, therefore, is the Government adamant that it cannot accept such a procedure in pen- sion matters, in which they replace the school boards as employer? The teachers in. Huron County believe that real partnership in the management of our pension funds is a basic right. The Government must negotiate with us now, before pension legislation is passed. Georgina Reynolds President Huron Women Teachers Association John Gnay Huron OSSTF Phil Parsons OPSTF4Iuron Colleen Murphy OECTA Can we have Christmas in Januar ? I'm taking a very existential view of Christmas this year. 'Tis the season, but I'm trying not to get into too much of a knot about it until the actual day sneaks up on me. Ever since I moved away from my parent's home, I've been attempting to In- still some personal flavor into the Christmas season. I still trek faithfully home every year, but I always felt that that was no reason for me to not get a lit- tle festive beforehand. So for the past five years, I've picked up a copy of "Better Homes and Gardens Christmas Special" and "Canadian Living Joys of the Season", scrounging up hints for home decorating, recipes for homemade delights of the season and patterns for handmade gifts. For some reason, though,my attempts at festifying have never quie .lived up to the glossy magazine promises. No matter how earnestly the editor assures the reader that, yes, any home can look like the one in the photo with a little bit of holiday finery, he or she would pro- bably bite their tongue if they saw the houses that I've lived in in the past. For instance, no amount of good intentions can turn a basement apartment into a Vic- torian picture ;postcard.We tried to drape tinsel around the furnace pipes that snak- ed over the kitchen table, but something got lost in the translation. I thought that I could pull it off last year. I lived in a big old house with seven roommates, and I had visions of the whole happy bunch of us trimming a tree, nog in hand, watching "The Grinch Who Stole Christmas". But there's a fine line between "old -stately" and "old -dilapidated", and decorating the house was like throwing chrome wire -rims and a hood ornament on a brown '78 Chevette. My tree was a two - foot high A&P job, festooned with five or- naments and a string of Lilliputian lights, that • one of the three cats was forever crashing into. And half of my roommates were students who were worrying more about exams and the resulting ulcers than the holidays. I had forgotten: when you're in school, Christmas holidays are primarily a chance to go home and take part in the Big Feed to fuel up for the second term. But we did our best. Two weeks before Christmas, we all booked off a night for dinner. We found two doors and some milk crates in the basement, pooled together all of the mismatched plates in the house and sat down for a Christmas feast. Murray the Wonder Chef, the gourmet of the house, had cooked up a storm all day long and laid out a meal that would have made Better Homes and Gardens blush in shame. And with the lights dimmed and the candles lit, you couldn't even see the dust bunnies crouched under the sofa. I began this month with grand intentions that have fallen to the wayside. Like I've done every other year, and will probably do for the rest of my life, I purchased my Christmas cards good and early and then proceeded to stare at them until well past the Canada Post deadline. My nude tree is sitting on top of the TV, and I've decided that my Christmas baking can wait until I go to my parent's house. That will save me buying the ingredients. (I need chocolate chips, Mom, OK? ) And the sweater that I started at the end of Oc- toberhas been demoted from a Christinas present to a pre -St. Patrick's Day pre- sent...but the recipient has seen the wool. That's got to count for something. If I 'can claw my way through the rest of the week, I'll be happy. (Besides, the season doesn't officially start until "The Grinch" comes on television.) It sounds like a terrible thing to say, but I haven't found time for Christmas yet this year. But I'm not worried. I know that Christmas Eve will find me at home, sur- rounded by family, friends and dogs and full of all of the Christmas spirit - and food - that I can stuff into myself. Have yourself a Merry one, everybody. I know that I sure will. Two hundred wagons deliver parcels DECEMBER 20, 1889 Mr. T. Berry, our enterprising horse buyer, has again shipped from this place another car load of good, blocky horses to Boston market. This is the fourth load Mr. Berry ,bas Shipped from Hensall in the past few months. Hensall is the place to go if you .want to dispose of your horsed. During the past summer Mr. Andrew Ar- chibald Jr., son of Mr. Andrew Archibald of thi:.5th Concession trected,a handsome residence on his farm in -Hibbert. 'This gave rise •to the considerable conjecture :among the young ;people of the neighbourhood -as to who a mistress.:of the new home would be, As Andrew is not the boy,10 provide a cage ul1essa a beldsa bird to put.intoiit ,d 's on ,apt were cle redxltpWens far. w he Jed to the altargaret, :.segoad daughter ,of .Mr ;Saialu *all ce Ihereidied Lin Fayette County, Geprgia, last th wee r U ,S'lat n:..who ba ved Abe �.' r A ,, Yj�• .eotflis sy . F'. . . .y,.. I:r �V TiE .T ° ,R4 °E from the Expositor Archives Ing children. He had .grandchildren too numerous to mention. • Mr. George P.atterson, who kept a but- cher utcher .shop to Dublin, has removed to Egmondville. DECEMBER 40, 1944 It is not WA the tucluiwanderich stagecoach fails :to Ageke its dally trip,rbut on Tuesdaymorning •the road coli„tions cwere too: much for Mr• Robinson• ;S� g ,out th a heel , iwhen arfew, . es Itt llegeneountered w rifts ywl,I# ;he olutd. intposslble to �gotiate ,and ^;had to ti •At al. e. Iue1 h MAW .'Show, the ;Huron Good'Golir►diloffered;afpiize{forthe-beat stee> era,' ' 'MA, 9runder r'. wagons to deliver the Christmas parcels passing through the Toronto Post Office. Mr. D.H. Ross of Goderich has received from his son-in-law, George Gregory of Petrolia, who was engaged in drilling for oil in Persia for ,about three years, a cou- ple of very ancient coins which he dugup during some .excavating It would reuire An experienced -archeologist to decipher them sufficiently to fix ;a date for them, but ,it :seems ,fie enough to ;assert -that l� boars ',quite a• while before the DEF. 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