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About Valentine Democrat. (Valentine, Neb.) 1900-1930 | View Entire Issue (Dec. 23, 1909)
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Give us 5trenjfh : Strength Of will to do - Strength of heart to bear. And in all things Lord , lend- us of thy Grace teach -I us out of ti y abundant Patience , help us to , be kind Jtames Hovazd Rehlcr _ nrv..nnnnr..v ! . ' ' + r CHRISTMAS - A / + : i I CAMP OWENDALE , , < t , , By LENA BI/LNN LEWIS : . ' 1 www , ' I . . I There , were a half dozen -fellows . . . sit .r" ting about the fire in the lumber cam _ at Owendale. The burning pine knot . puttered and crackled in the great fire ,1 place ( and the shadows about the rooE only emphasized the shadows In th rough faces of the lumbermen. ' \ "Guess we'll open up the new tra ] tomorrow , : boys , " the foreman , Pet Hennesey , said conclusively , as he n . . filled his pipe. "Quite a storm , tha : last night. * Make pretty tough loggir J for a \ > y or two , -but - when it's one aettJed-ump.h ! " Pete stopped short. The : fellows were not responsive. ' 'Twas Christmas ever and thought - flew as fast and as furiously as th snowflakes. Finally the cook broke th circle about the fire as ihe ! placed a hug t pan of dough on the hearth , prepara tory to the morrow's baking. "Wonder 'how ' the kids are doinj down In the shanty , " he said ' hal : aloud as he stopped at the window an < < . looked out Into the night. _ . . "It's no placo for 'em here ! " Bl ! | - Joe , as everyone called him , left hi ! ; " . chair , kicked It over and strode acros . " , , : . the long room. _ The situation was this : Samue Howe had moved his small family t the camp early in the fall and ha < & , built the log shanty. It seemed hi . % ; had cometo stay , and when some on - . . . arouid discourage his keeping , his wlf ( - and children there during a long , cold winter of northern Michiganhis wife ' always laughed cheerily and said she would so much rather 'bewith Sam. But trouible comes even in the seclu- sion of the forest. No one thought the tree would .fall that way , but the shouts of the warning were too late and the ! two little Howe boys were left father- . less. ' "She wanted to stay , 'y'know"vPete I said , as he Iblew ' rings to the ceiling. "Yes , yes , tout it's , tough just the I 1 same. I Imagine there wasn't anything : I J - about how things are hero and he dd | fais best to discourage Sammy. He said : 'But , Sammy , Santa Claus used to come down the chimney at home. You know we used to , let the fire go out ; but here , why we couldn't do that and he would fall right into the flames. . * t "Then you'd ought ter seen that kid's eyes : snap. That youngster's a corker ! 'I'll tell you what we'll do , ' he said , excitedly. ' . 'We'll fasten our stockings on the outside of the chimney. Then he can't miss them . , Tommy. ' , - , THE SPIBIT OF CHRISTMAS. "We Should Each and All Try to Make the Day Thoroughly Enjoyable. "Because we cannot have the Yule log and traditional roast pig , shall we refuse the cheer of anthracite coal and baked turkey ? " asks Florence Hall Winterburn , writing on the "Spirit of Christmas" in the Woman's Home Companion. ; "Or if even the open fire , the mistletoe and the family gather- ing are beyond us , must we disdain I the homemaking attempts of the , I , ' UNDER THE MISTLETOE. I , - . I ' . ' rr- Y , 1 r . , . I \ . r ' ' I / . \V' \ \ ' , , ' ' 1 4 , . . " ' - ' > " , \V / . / . . ! ' . . , , J J / / t 1 , : ; ,9/// 1l l ' , . , , ' . . . . i UM . . UMWORLD , . . ' . . . . . , v. WORLD- . . . / l i 'e .c . , , . C kRt . i I ; r. . , 1 r 1 0 7 r . 1 l / J / 1 / , . . , . . " - \ / , o \ . : o'Il ' , to go back for. See here , boys ! " and Big Joe set ihis foot on the upturned f chair , "I neerd them kids talking only I this morning 'bout Christmas , and lit- tle Sam said as big as you 'please , : Course he'll come , Tommy , he allus 3 did at ( home. : 3 " 'But , Sammy , ' his 'brother argued , 'he'll never find us away up here in 1 these big woods. : i " 'Well , ' Sammy said hopefully , 'we i can hang up our stockings , anyway , . . : he'll his to 3 and may.be--he'll stop on way somewhere else. ' "Now , you see , boys , Tom , he knows _ ' , : : - - TEMPUS FtfGIT. , . o . \ : , , . f. . TT - . _ , . . ' Rr OIOfNAD ry - , , . . : . _ - . . , ; - , ' ' . , . . . , f. _ ! , " ' - " - J . . r , , , ' l " - . . . . . . . . . . , a , , . N. ' . . : . , , " - , 'j I . I j 4 r . , / . . . . ' .4" . , , j J < , I \ 1 , / . \r . . . . 4 4r- -J " , . ' I J \ , ' , \ I : ' " , " . . . . . ' . ' . \ , ; ' . , - , t. ( ' . " ? / , . ' , . . . , . " " , I \ ' " , , . , . . . . . , --j : S. , , . ' , / : ' /r _ l - ' . , \ . " ' ' ' ' - " . . " . ' " . . ; . : : : - " - . \ "And that's what they've done , boys. Now , it's up to us to play Santa Claus. " The" : men all filed out In the moon- light and took a look at the shanty. Sure enough , there were \ two black stockings , securely fastened to the chimney and blowing in the wind. Big Joe shut the tdoor with a bang , , then went to his bunk and took from under it a small red box. He looked at the contents carefully , then selected a pearWiandled knife ' and laid it on the table. "I've had it since I was a little shaver down in Indiana , " he said huskily. No one said a word , but , one by one , other "treasure boxes" ap- , peared and a polished agate , a deer's tooth , a red silk handkerchief and oth er , trifles were contributed. With each one went some tender memory of home and other Christmas times , perhaps. The men carefully : : wrapped each arti- cle in many papers and tied them with colored strings. The cook donated two bright red apples and two doughnuts. They : then all chipped in and two sil ver dollars were set aside , one to be placed , in the toe of each stocking. Big Joe was elected to act as Santa : Claus. They fastened a string of sleighbells around his waist and watched him as 'he climbed to the . . roof of , the shanty. Sammy's dreams had been of Christ- mas and the ringing of the bells half awoke him. He called out in his sleep , "Santa , Is that you : ? " Then , waking , he whispered from" under the blankets. "Tommy ! Tommy ! ' - surely corned / ' , for I heard his , bells aringin' . " The boys' mother , too , had -heard the bells and had crept softly to the win- dow in time to see six : dark figures dis- appear behind a pile of logs , and in her heart she blessed the tender-hearted lumbermen. "Say , boys , " Old Pete said , as they turned in for'the night. "Let's take a day off tomorrow and give the kids a Merry Christmas. " And they did. - De troit Free Press. Don't give anybody smallpox. : It Isn't an appropriate gift. ' , i . , . . . - . , . , - ' * . . . " , - . tx < . . * . " ' . . . . ' . . Y . .t. , , ' 1. , , ; , . : fi " , . \ . . . " . , , " , " " " ' . .1 . . . > . . : , li-:4II'J. , , . . . 'r' . " . ! . . / " " t ' . - , " , - . . . , ; ' , r ; , ' . ; . ' : , ' ' - . .i ; / . t 1 , " steam radiator , and find no comfort , in the dainty elaborateness of a well I spread table , catering to the needs of a refined modern taste ? Suppose thi misanthrope ( for the recluse who lives only In an imaginary Christmas is a misanthrope ) came out of hii shell and gathered the young peopli about him to charm their ears wltl tales of the old ways of holiday-keep ing 'when he was a boy. ' Would no this be better than grumbling out pro tests against the new ways that hav their own reasons for being , and offe In turn their own measure of enjoy ment to willing spirts ? Genial ol < age Is always a welcome presence , and < it never suggests any contrasts thd t put us out of conceit with the pleas ures that lie within our reach. Bu carping , even if it proceeds from thi patriarch , is an infliction seven . enough to blight any holiday. "In the nature of things there mus be holidays. How poverty-stricken is that soul which does not recognize thi necessity and throw itself heartily into < the work of helping forward the goo < time youth and all unspoi ed mind : : accept "with gratitude. There is no < predeterminate set of conditions fo - : holiday making that need tie adven turous hands , and if traditional cus toms belonging to Thanksgiving ant Christmas are vanished beyond recal ] we can harmonize the day with ou present abilities. "My : sympathy Is with those whi wish to bring back upon Christina day the sweet old traditional observ , ances. I love them well , even thoSE that are known to me only by hearsa ; and were outgrowji in that shadow : period alluded to as 'before the war. But no one thing Is indispensable t < happiness with any of us , unless wit ! : children , and not even with them 1 : judicious substitute Is made. What ever we have , or whatever we lack , th quality that makes the occasion is thi ( spirit we bring to it. Good will neve ] : fails to create a good time. It find ; merit In rain , lifts fog and light . , , . ' " , , , , - " : _ . . . . . > , ( " 'v' ' : , ' \ . : ' ' ' ' ' . . a.,1 . . . , " - 'f-- : , : : or _ " I a cheery blaze within that passes for the sunshine in its absence. And good will has not passed away with chival- ry , nor perished undlr the onrush of science. It lives and breathes now , and is here at this moment to light our Christmas fires and swing incense before our altars. All we need do is to recognize and adapt it. . . CHRISTMAS HUMOB. Madge - Miss Passay has volunteered to get up a booth at the Christmas bazaar and sell kisses. Isn't It awful ! Marjorie-Dreadful , my dear ! I never thought that girl had the face to do . - Smart Set. Mrs. Spooner - Smoke , smoke , smoke ! John , you're just smoking yourself to death. Spooner - It's for your sake , Maria. : I want to get enough coupons to get a watch for you for Christmas. - Brooklyn Eagle. - Uncle \ Silas - I see by the" Enterprise thet yer son Ed's cum home fer ter spend the ' hollydays. Uncle Abner- Y-e-p ; Ed's spent all the money he could git holt on , so I guess they hain't nothin' else fer him ter spend.- Judge. . , Ethel-I just bought a fifty-dollar lamp as a . Christmas present for mam- ma ! Edith - A.nd ' what shall you get for your father ? Ethel-Oh , I shall get something real nice , for papa with the trading _ stamps I got with the lamp-Judge. ! , Mrs. Speyer The New'weds caa't , have as much money as we thought. , Speyer-How do' you knowlrs. . : Speyer Why , I see she has tied her holly wreaths with the ribbon she had on that red and white dimity she wore at the beach last summer.- Town Topics. ' ' Jonah was giving the details ! of the episode. "But , " they asked : , "did your wife believe you : when you said you had been three days in the whale ? " "Yes , " he returned. "She said I had given her much more improbable ex cuses before. " With a happy smile he went down town .to buy her a handsome present.-Harper's Bazaar. "But the love you profess to have for me-is it an , unselfish love-a love so strong that it could even make you humiliate 'yourself for my sake ? " Syl- vester Carbuncle was hurt. Had this girl , Leonora Careyhammer : , so ' soon forgotten that he had , for one whole day-worn tlje necktie she. had given him , for Christmas ? - .Brooklyn Life. Stupid George. "Are you , going to hang up any mIs- tletoe ? " "No , I'm not. I put some up last year , and George asked if it wasn't . " --Cleveland Plain Dealer. asparagusCleveland ? Go SlovF. Make new resolves mildly , or else , I protest , When the time comes to keep them you run short of zest. Chicago . Record. , , CnRI5TMAS ACR.OSTIC. 0 , . Carollers singing in morning gray ; , Holly and ivy in brave array ; Ringing of bells in the tow'r aloft , Incense below and a chanting soft , - &o should it be on Christmas ! . Telling the tale of theWonderfulChll - . # . Mary , his worshiping Mother mlUi. Angels adoring Heav'n above . /Singing their praises of Infinite loveu So it should be on Christmas , ' Ever should be on Christmas ! , -Nora Archibald Smith. . . . - - - - - - - - - AN UNEXPECTED GUEST. The Butterfly Tltut Lived In a * Tree. Chrlstmaw 'I're Papa , Archie and May went to , tb * woods to get a Christmas tree ' amd found just what they -wanted-a little- pine" , bushy : and straight. . , "There is something I must cut off , " , said Archie. He pointed to a littlt- gray bunch on one of the twigs and pulled out his knife. "No , no ! " cried May , holding his-- - hand. "Let it stay. It's a poor little- . . caterpillar's house. " May : was right. One Indian summer day a caterpillar , dressed in brown velvet , was taking a walk In the- woods. At last he came to the little- pine tree and thought to himself , . "What a nice place to spend the win ! ter ! " So he made himself a little house. He made it very tight and close , , - of fine , soft thread ; and fastened up ' the , door. He did not leave himself even a window to look out. If there had ! been one , how it would have surprise him to see that he and his house and , the pine tree were riding in a sleigh , with papa and May : : and Archie. He would have been still more sur- prised if he had seen the tree' stand- ing in the parlor , covered with toys- and trinkets and little candles. "It . must be spring at last , " he thought , for it was very warm in the parlor. , t So he poked a hole in the wall- of his house , and out he came. But what- do you think ? He was not a cater' pillar. / ' "Oh , see the lovely butterfly ! " crledf May. May.He He flew to the tiptop bough , and the children said there was nothing else- on the tree so pretty as the butterfly. " ' "He must have come down the chim- ney : with Santa Claus , " said May. , , , And she never guessed that he came out of" the caterpillar's house.-Youth's Com- panion. - - - ' - - . _ - - . - -fc ' , ' . < _ 'ft . , / kh . 'ro. If KX 0 u - _ t' ' O'litt'ejjabe. 0 gentle babe. ' t l. . ' , ( 'E That m. a manger lies. . . . \ f1s * A-listening to . the.choral 1 sweet ' r\ . 'r ; Which . floats a-down the skies ; ' , \ . , ' ' ' ai We , through the year whoonly hear ! : r . sf' The world's harsh thundering. " . . , I . . t \ " ' ' : t , .1 ; . : ' Listen' thatWe , dear b"abt / With met , . . . . . I t ( , , i fylay hear the angels bg. . . , V > s r ? < ? 7-l . . ' \ O little babe. O gentle ! bab- , 1J / . Who loosest toward the star . , ' . . ; ' W And seest when they bear their gitti. - ' / Those wise men from afar ; - r * \t o , Jus r . From wandering wide back to thy side ; : ' " 1 Weary and worn we flee ; t - j -r ° But hearts that bleed and hands that need. . . e . . Are all we ' have for thee. ' ili/ E . ' . 1 P little babe 0 gentle babe. I Ir : Our hearts were hard and co'd ! ; . . . l The star we loved , the star of fame. The song the song of gold. 7/i I ' + ' I At die.manger's side this Chris znastide . . . . I .1 1 U We listen and we long . 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