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He Was very sad and lonely! What had
happened? No! He wasn't going to .cry.
A long time ago, his master rode him
gaily because he was a rocking horse,
His coat was bright yellow with a dark red
mane and a tail tightly braided,
His large, black eyes watched his master
slapping his. sides: "Giddeyup!"
"Giddeyup!"
It was warm in the house where he lived
— even at night he stood near his master's
bed; often he shared part of the blanket, his
sides nearly .bursting with pride. .
Everyday he travelled miles . . even
climbed mountains . swam streams . •
and one day, long before the astronauts, he
rode on the moon. "Giddeyup!"
"Giddeyup!"
7peweed
Then one night his master's bed was
empty. Guess he'd found another horse. But
no, sometimes he came home from college,
Now he patted his head , . but no
"Giddeyup".
Norm Whiting
By MRS. M.C. FLET.cHER
The little wooden horse found himself
outside in the cold, on a pile of rubbish.
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May the joy of the season live
in your home at Christmas
bringing you true contentment.
Serving Huron, Middlesex and Perth
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Years passed and he was just "something
in the way" or "something to collect dust"
— oh, let's get rid of him!
Oh dear! Didn't someone want him ... he
was cold with fear; he almost cried. He was
outside, Wouldn't someone help him?
It rained, even some snow . . the owls
scared him, even mice ran up and
squeaked: "Nobody wants you".
Weeks passed and he waited. He was cold
and lonely; but still he waited .. . maybe ..
. just maybe . . .
One day he heard voices. The man who
had him made so carefully for his little boy
was talking to a lady. His little, cold ears
stood up.
"Have you thrown the little horse out?"
the lady asked.
"Yes," came the answer.
The little horse hung his head.
The lady's voice asked: "Could I have
him?"
"Why, yes, I'd be glad to give him to
you."
"Oh thank you," said the lady. "I know a
little boy who needs him."
So, the little wooden horse was gently
lifted off the pile of rubbish and put in the
lady's car where it was a little warmer . . .
and away they drove,
When the car stopped, he was lifted out.
Oh boy. His little heart raced. "Somebody
wants me!" Tonight he would be warm. But
he didn't hear any little boy. That night he
slept . , it was warm and not quite so
lonely. He dreamed well maybe.
Next day he received a coat of blue and a
black mane. Oh he felt so clean and good.
He wondered where his new master was.
Listen! What was that? "0, Come All Ye
Faithful" , . . beautiful music filled the air,
Well, he'd been faithful.
Then came the strains of "0 Little Town
of Bethlehem". It must be near Christmas.
"Away in a Manger" . . . even the baby
Jesus had been put out in the cold!
Just maybe he should forget the cold . .
he was warm now.
Just maybe he was to be put under the
shining Christmas tree with the angel on
top. Yes, he was! "0 Joy to the World".
Giddeyup!
Me thinks I saw a tear!
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At this Glorious and Holy time, we wish for all mankind the
great gifts of peace and joy, faith and love. May our spirits be uplifted,
and our hearts filled with happiness and contentment, as we cherish anew
the glorious message and meaning of Christmas. For the confidence and loyalty
of those whom we are privileged to serve, we wish tq express deepest gratitude.
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