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The Chronicle Telegraph (190101), 26 Dec 1918, p. 7

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€/ i 6/ € \â€"~â€"Making tb Christmas °. 4 ies > . © _8 Wery A t fi;//,"e*;-g Like (all anniversaries, Christmas morning they will aid inâ€"distributing ~stick . toOge!h©?â€" 20 * °0000 Jdurâ€" recalls old pieasures, . sweet manr}lhem. For their own celebration they | know, and I have to be at home durâ€" ories and vanished friendships. This have arranged a cantata, and in their |ing the holidays, because all the year these feelings are more interse| spare moments they practice earnestâ€" | men will be wanting vacation bécause of the many thoughts we|ly. There will be no comparisoned | After Christmasâ€"welyy you . never have of loved ones "over there.": hoppy horses, no faxenâ€"haired F‘rench]mn be sure." With which mysteriâ€" Great indeed will be the effort to‘ dollies, so far as the children know. jous remark, father hustled away * m the gap Letween this holiday But there is pretty sure to be a real |fl|c- mill, admonishing Delia to have w:“» hetween ‘"ese days of anxious |surprise for them when the day is | her mistress all ready for the noon a s and the hav~y times we usod|over, though they are firm about not ‘lraln. %:“l“'"- Bni is ‘shooves to right| wanting toys, or "éxtravagant" things | â€" As they were finishing the lass of &A t face, if on‘v "~~ one shor: day.las one youngste: said to his mother.|the packing, Delia observed with a and reca‘l vividiy t> »ir minds that | What a wonderful _ storehouse of shake of her kerchiefed head: > precious early faith in the gloriousâ€"; memories those children are . buildâ€" "I says to Harse John ris mawn xo s o‘ lfe which was our birlhrnght,’ ing, what characters they will have | in‘, says I, I nevah geed de. likes ob &n‘ which we can never rocall, howâ€"] when _ they have â€" attained their| seth wuk as ole miss kin do about ever hard we may try. It is our râ€"| growth â€" Their parents will have to|dis house. 1 kin tel she ain‘t _ got ‘gent «Juty to remember that we owe ngintrmlu(‘v a string of popcorn and j all huh heaht in it, but she sho is to our children, this filling their hearts | a little tarleton bag or two, just to | got a unsquenchable sperrit. _ Lawsy, with memories which will cheer them| keep their modern children‘s hands | Iawsy, honey, I don‘t see how you throughout their lives. They h-n-lI in. â€" At any rate they have surrenâ€" does it." now as we once felt, they have the} dered self in a beautiful way . that "Keeping a hrave spirit is a mothâ€" same hopes and believe just as (‘arn-'isf‘.ls a worthwhile example for their |er‘s duty, Delia. _ Our wretcheduess estlyfi and their vision of the future j elders. wonld only make others unhappy, ig clear and rosy. We must help to Another group of families has alaml we couldn‘t spread . very much keep it so, to firmly establish _ in , unique scheme on foot, which not:joy if we were miserable . all . the their hearts a beautiful conception on!y presages n happy day for the it'mm You would do the same if of a beautiful day. _ We cannot conâ€"| children, . but which will also keep ; your girls were boys over younder." ceal_, the fact that Christmas isn‘t | the older members of the l’amlh'l "Yaa‘m, I sho would, _ an‘ Td be what it used to be in bounty and onâ€"| from feclinz too keenly the sight of : moughty glad ef dat tridin‘ Lulu ob Aertaining, but we can make up for empty chairs. _ These neighbors will | mine Wuz to baf to goâ€" I sho dtin keeping the spirit, and in helpâ€" ; have brealcfast and a tree for â€" the would." â€" Delia shook her head vigor im@. the kiddies o keep as long as |children at one home. _ When the | ously. * possible the poetic and ideal side o.-ioxritemont is â€"over, â€" they will â€" all s <"I hears de auto, ole miss. _ Git & the Nativity. j climb into their cars, and spend the good res‘. so‘s ye kin show de ode Nothing so creates happiness as | whote day, except for a brief rest iwhite folks how spunky you is whin the sharing of it; it is the peculinriror a basket lunch, in taking Jess | you gits home." M « â€"property of all _true _pleasures _ to | fortunate children for rides. In the , _ Smilingly mother handed hor *h prow â€" as they are distributed. _ Sn | lafe afternoon a Hooverized menu|kevs. and slipping quickly down Th young minds may early learn th(-lwill be prepared at another home, | steps, breathed | a ‘goodâ€"bye . to _ th« walue of this truth. by being shown and the day will end with an old.| brave little flag in the window. . A: thab the surest road â€"to attaining | fashioned evening of charades _ and | they â€" parsed â€"theâ€" yolhra â€"rottage contentment is to make others happy | music. . The participants | will _ no | mother started â€" to _ say â€" som»thing by their unselfishness and stcrifice. | doubt go home with a healthy â€" tired ) but not until they were on tho trair Some dear children 1 know â€" are| feeling. and a desire for sleep which | did she remark: _ planning a community Christmas. won‘t be denied. _ This programmel "Pather, did you notice that th They are saving their extra pennics, doesn‘t allow for any minutes of loneâ€" | rope Swing is twisted, and _ th dad have asked their narents to give |lin»ss or depression. l_honeysuckle vine is growing â€" ranl t Moas esw T mnar n â€" ove roo s o" )fe which was eir birthright,! &n‘ which we can never rocall, how] ever hard we may try. lt is our urâ€" gent «Juty to remember that we owe it’ to our children, this filling their hearts with memories which will cheer them: throughout their lives. They | feel now as we once felt, they have _ the: same hopes and believe just as earnâ€" estlyfi and their vision of the future ig clear and rosy. We must help to keep it so, to firmly establish in their hearts a beautiful conception of a beautiful day. _ We cannot conâ€" ceal_, the fact that Christmas . isn‘t what it used to be in bounty and onâ€" Aertaining, but we can make up for dp.$n keeping the spirit, and in helpâ€" ing.the kiddies (o keep as long . as possible the poetic and ideal side of the Nativity. Nothing so creates happiness as the sharing of it; it is the peculiar property of all true pleasures _ to g;row as they are distributed. Sn young minds may early learn the valua af this truth. hy being shown Some dear children I know are planning a community Christmas. They are saving their extra pennics, and have asked their parents to give them, instead of presents, the money they would spend for them, and for the other family gifts. These young patriots are fitting up baskets of food and little toys for the charities in their home town, and on Christmas (By Kate Webber.) "Well, mother, . what are your plans for toâ€"day?" asked father as his wife helped him into his raincoat. "You must play around some, for it‘s my private opinion that you bave been doing too much war work lately. Don‘t you want to run up to Libertyâ€" ville and see the folks?" Mother‘s only reply was a smile as she playfully pushed him out the door and toward the waiting motor. She waved him a laughing goodbye, and watched the big car disappcar down the wide street. . Then quicky #he turned to a window where hurtg a fourstarred service tlag. Slowiy she pressed it to her heart, with a little prayer for those for whom it ‘‘This blue, my dears, is the trueâ€" ness of your hearts; this white the high bope I have for your consecraâ€" tion to your country; and I promise you this red shall glow no brighter than my spirit of strength during your .absence." $ nett ot A little later, as she sat at her desk, planuing her time at the various War activities, her eye caught sight of m redâ€"lettered date on the calendar â€"â€"I ber 25th. . "Can next week be Christmas?" she ught with a start. _ "If only father w’t think of it before 1 can pl@n & Way for us to keep this day, just we two." Uncons¢lous!y ncomgefously her gaze . wandered : theâ€"tree lined street: where w4 Mitle yellow cottage, _ a ' BKI¢ , vine rampant over the | B, m@H@ perky little shrubs clus: the steps. _ It had been t f@irst home and when they realâ€" BAW wearly dream in this hiz t for .their boys, they had PÂ¥ been . able to let others live a humble â€" littlé _ cottage, _ so ight~ with precious memories eyes filled with tears. and with fi.fvhehnlnx sense of hélpless s sheâ€" turned amway from the win # and went bravely about her §es. She ordered father‘s favorite for dinner, and cautioned the faithâ€" 4 _ to make the meringue "éxâ€" for he is the only boy 1 "wow to scrape it off the top." m whe was off to her kni{ing ss at one of the factories. _ Tha! -‘n";;he.”ro;numed her _ day‘s to father, she was laughingly \ be enough, goodness hx Leaving It to Father too efficient, mother, for sod. _ Your war work Children l\\.fillx \* n 3t ¢ »ept . AssaAh.> : e ACHF / s aé‘ h > e e k S * ffim ! hk â€"â€" [ Lo ol ~~ se P> /) Z e . se aiaie s irier e ce it P‘ | without your attempting the care of gthis house in order, it is a sweet ‘help. I don‘t approve of it." It looks more and more as if we were to return gradually to the old time celebrations; to Christmasses lacking in excessive bounty but inâ€" finitely more healthâ€"giving and more conducive to good fellowship, unselâ€" fishness and democracy. She put down her knitting and ran her fingers â€" soothingly ‘through his hair. "Oh, father, I can‘t tell you what all this work, as you call it, all these outside interests mean to me. They have been the outlet of many _ emoâ€" tions, and at the same time have helped me more than I can tell you, both in doing for my own self and others. _ As for helving Delia keep this house in order, it is a sweet task task, and one that keeps me from thinking a lot of things I mustn‘t Father‘s reply was to noisily tum‘ the page of his paper â€" and settle himself deeper in his chair. The clickâ€"click of swiftly moving veedies and the crackle of the fire were the only sounds fer awhile. . Occasional ly father weuld glance superstitious Iy over his paper at his wife‘s placid face. her expression intent on her work in hand. Finally he arose and began a systemztic pacing up and down the room. & trick of his which usually presaged a serious conversaâ€" tion. Not looking up from her knit ting. mother waited for him to begin. ‘"Mother, little _ dear, Christmas comes one . week from . toâ€"morrow What are we going to do about it?" The blow had fallen. _ With an unâ€" conscious, _ straightening _ of _. her shoulders she arose and placed her hands on his arm. "Father, don‘t you think I have been trying to plan how we shall keep it, _ with all our babies gone? I‘ve racked my brain all day, wonâ€" dering if we couldn‘t have some children here, to liven things up a bit But somehow nothing I have thought of seems to fit. I just can‘t enthuse pver it, father, I even dread it a Intle, 1â€"Iâ€"" "Never mind, dear. 1 was a brute to bring it up, and I‘ll think of a way to celebrate this new kind of & Christmas my own self. _ Somehow I have left things like that to you for so long that E never thought 1 could go it on my own. But I will toe the mark, see if I don‘t." M At breakfast father announced ) that he must go to Kansas City for a a few days, and insisted that mother go along wr &As Libertyville. "You m the change. dear, and itT be a long. time before 1 can spard you again. *A #% & é <‘ st We have got to Iawsy, honey. I don t see hon 2=C does it." "Keeping a hrave spirit is a mothâ€" er‘s duty, Delia. _ Our wretcheduess would only make others unhappy. Iaml we couldn‘t spread . very much ‘joy if we were miserable all the it'mm You would do the same if your girls were boys over younder." l "Yaa‘m, I sho would, _ an‘ T‘d be ‘moughty glad ef dat tridin‘ Lulu. ob {mine wuz to baf to 80â€" I sho would." _ Delia shaok her head vigor | ously. ® > "I hears de auto, ole miss. _ Git A gond res‘. so‘s ye kin show de odetr iwhite folks how spunky you is whin After {Christmasâ€"welyy you never van be sure." With which mysteriâ€" ous remark, father hustled away to the mill, admonishing Delia to have her mistress all ready for the noon train. en ow e 5 LEETT As they were finishing the lasc of the packing, Delia obsc rved with . a shake of her kerchiefed head : c 00 fls c a i csmm id ’ "Pather, did you notice that the rope swing is twisted, and the _honeysuckle vine is growing rank over the porch? I must go over and fix things up a bit when we get home." | "See here, mother, I draw the line at your pruning vines and mendling swings. â€" Michae}] and I will attend . to that. â€" Here we are. nearly~ to the Ward place, and Libertyville is ~the next stop. _ Have a geod rest, and Il'll wire you when 1 get home. â€"I won‘t come back this way. Gooe B ADCdein ORnent Smilingty mother handed hor the Keys. and slipping quickly down the steps, breathed a goodâ€"bye to the brave little flag in the window. As Tfiey"""ila's's’t?fl ~the~â€" yellow ~raottage. mother started | to _ say som»thing, but not until they were on tha train did she remark: i Tas: uacck wWa Eon t Numerous relatives | were at the station. and mother was escorted to her sister‘s home aud made so com fortably happy that she unconseiâ€" ously relaxed and began to rest heâ€" fore she knew it. _ The days were crowded with simple pleasures and plans for the holidays, sandwiched in between the hours devoted _ to warâ€"work. It was Christmas eve before mother realized that her visit was over. At noon a wire came. h £ PHSs Rras t Seg bye." "Home at last. _ Meet you at the six o‘clock train." The â€" brief sourney _ home _ Was passed â€" in pleasant retrospections and not a few musings as to w hat father was doing or had _ Jone to ward their Christmas. | Whon . she did see him through the crowds _ at the station, she noticed an old boyâ€" ish buoyancy in his step. A smile on his face that she hadn‘t seen in many years. He was politely intbrested in her account of her little visit, but his mind. was plainly occupied with thoughts of his own. Smiling inâ€" wardly, mother asked not a single question, but bided her time. They were â€" whirled â€" through the busy street, _ through goodâ€"natnred crowds of shoppers and family partics, intent on reaching the same place at the same time. according to their concen trated rushing. Finally Michael stopâ€" ped the car, and opened the door. "Welcome Home _ an‘ a Merry Christmas," he said with a flourish. Father alighted, and turning. pickâ€" ed his wife up and carried her bodily: into the houseâ€"but not into the tig house: up the curving brick walk straight into the little yellow cottage, which was lighted from back to front. Standing in the doorway was . Delia, her face in a solid irony grin. Behind her, mother‘s startled gaze took in the dear â€" sitting room, â€" bathed in . the friendly mellow light of her own coalâ€" nil lamp; and the furnishin@s were identically as they had been in those friendly mellow light of her own ml-l in uppoapavenes ? nil lamp; and the furnishings . were In onea city. Hilo one may have ""‘I identically as they had been in those , untans n‘easure of having Hawaii and | days â€" of long~ago â€"â€" erackling ,o"'lNa-w England at the same time. F‘nr‘[ fathor‘s chair and slinves her brown , direct‘y aboye the town a«tands the j work basket, the maiclica vase, and | rexal mountain, Mauna Kea. 14.000 a bowl of chestnuts and anples. {feet high. and which is perpetually "Fatherâ€"oh, my dear!" She could *N°® covered. With a little persuas say no more, brt buried her head on ‘jon and much obvious clinking pt silâ€" his broad shoulder. Delia crept disâ€", Y©" the natives will go up and return ycreetly away. at | for awhile the two| with a cart load of honestâ€"togoodness | ‘ of the sweetest Christmas in . the}*""" Thue one may have a lively speaking. Finally â€" ;(-md necsssarily apeedy) nno'hl“y "Father, how did you ever think ; fE]! an1 retive in the shade of o shel o fthe sweetest Christmas in {ng | torinx ni‘m to cool off! No prottier world? It hurts just a wee bit, but sight can be imagined than Mauna ‘what a joyful feeling it brings back. Ken- at dawn on Chriatmas morn'nu.’ ‘Why, 1 can almost scold little prother O"°* !"#t impression is of a baimy, days | of long~ago â€"â€" crackling logs,, father‘s chair and «linvers her brown ; work basket, the maiclica vase, and | a bowl of chestnuts »nd anples. I for being late to supper, Of Jack for coming in with muddy feet. All the old pictures, all the things I love the most, andâ€"Oh!" "Father, dear, tell me just how far you have gone with this Christmas plan. Have you gone to all this bother just for toâ€" morrow, Oor is this, oh can it be it is my â€" little bome again?" "It is our only home,. fittle mothâ€" er. The night 1 reached Kansas City I took the next train back, and I have been here ever siffce. _ With Delia‘s able help 1 have tried as nearâ€" ly as memory would assist me, to make this our little nest of long ago. Your pink cheeks and bright eyes tell me that you are gladâ€" that it wasn‘t too big a hunch to carry out. By the way, here are a few Christâ€" mascards that came for you toâ€"day." Taking from his pocket a package of papers, he laiid them in her lap. Her eager© eye saw four cablegrams which she opened with trembling fingers. "Merry Christmas. _ Well and happy." they. all read. Through a mist of tears she‘amiled at father. Thon as an official document caught her attention she looked up . laughâ€" ingly. : "Father, have you deeded me anâ€" other house and lot? I have about all I can manage in the way of real estate already." to_ dear.â€" flReadfwha.LfyouAh:mAlhemil Like an impatient boy father opened the envelope for her. Whereupon moth@ér . adjusted _her spectacles, and learned in _ terms beautifully expressed, that she was the donor to her Government of a Hospital _ for Convalescent Soldiers, and that her offer had been â€" most gratcfully accepted:â€" A committee of officers would arrive the coming week to make arrangements for the necessary remodeling of the house. "Father," _ she smiled radiantly, "Don‘t ever leave anything to me again. I could never. never have thought of _ anything oneâ€"half . so nice. nor a hundredth so unselfish. . I can hardly wait to write the boys." _ The door ‘into the dining room squeaked audibly. . â€" e "‘Seuse me, ole miss, but dis hyeah chicken an‘ cawn bread _ will git stone cold ef you all don‘t git started putty soon." Christmas in its true meaning is commemorated by almost the entire world; and ufder the starry banner of the United States of America it is , kept in the manner we keep it here, ; from frigid Alaska to southern seas,| t.Â¥1 Atlantic to Pacific and west| ward to the gateway of the Orient. It‘ is interesting to know how the season.| is spent in those delightful islands of ours in the Pacific, where snows never blanket the earth in immaculate sit ence. nor wintry blasts provide whistâ€" ling accompaniments to jingling sleighâ€" belis. ~ In Hawaiil and Samoa Christmas day is qbserved just as it is in the states, insofar as the contrast in cliâ€" mate and customs allows it. Only perhaps in remote parts of the Philâ€" ippines are there a few spots whose inhabitants have not been reached and t~veht the Christian way of keeping Christmas; only a very few places where â€"a homesick â€" American | girl teacher throws herself amid the lacy chatfer of a little brook her teary reâ€" membrance of plum pudding, turkey and cranberry sauce. ETT ZRERTSOOZ CCC I ‘The natives of Hawaii have long‘ since adopted. in a measure. the New England customs of celebrating Christâ€" mas. They go to their lovely picturâ€". eaque churches in the morning. anrl' the afternoon is given over to visits among neighbors and friends. costums narties. and giving of gifts the lnuor| being confined mostly to simple preâ€" gents fer . the chidren. a practice which might well be adopted by the mother country. "Don‘t‘ kiow so imuch about . that, CHRISTMAS IN HAWAIl AND SAMOA. of dawn changing the sunrise tints ‘(rom purple to blue, pink and finally to gold, as the sun appears in blinding brilliance. | _ in Samoa the day has more of an European air, as have most of the civiâ€" { lized customs adopted by these islandâ€" 'Prs. Every city of three or four thouâ€" ; sand has a queen, unmarried. who has ‘a retinue and holds court in a primiâ€" ’tive fashion, but none the less uninâ€" | terestingly. She is the official hostess to visitors within the gates, and preâ€" bsides at all civic functions. At court |.people are seated according to rank, and their cases are heard with dignity land great ceoremony. Christmas is one of the red letter days, and is a gala .‘nfialr indeed, consisting of a continuâ€" | ous round of concerts, dancing, "tumâ€" ;tumming" and feasting. Usually the ;lnfternoon is devouted to the exchange ; of gifts, this occasion being under the | personal supervision of the queen, who |sees that everybody is satisfied, and not infrequently she confiscates a gift |that is not in keeping with the donor‘s â€"{ means, or her own idea of the fitness of things. ‘The day is one of many _ | pleasures crowded together in riotous , | confusion, but it is very doubtful if j | the natives get the real significance of the occasion which they are comâ€" memorating. This is a failing much v| in evidence in more civilfsed communâ€" i ittes.â€"however, â€"so one cannot â€"be â€"too {hard on Samoa. June day, then the startling contrast of the snowâ€"covered mourtain directâ€" ly above, and the swiftly moving hand Sir Wilfrid Laurier, Leader of the Liberal pposition of Ottawa, arrivâ€" ed in Toronto last evening to meet pérsonal friends. â€"Customers and Friends Christmas Greetings' f The Waterloo County Loan « and Savings Company n a primiâ€" | just possibly. less uninâ€"| year on $1.50/ ial hostess Prices for . , and preâ€"{the average f At court | der cities sho x to nnk.!yw of 15 to to our many $1,500.72 FOR A iIMEORTAM _ EAMILY OF FIVE ARAESTS M Windsor Man Says They Can Live a Year on This Income. Windsor, Dec. 21.â€"Based on pres ent prices of foodstuffs in ‘Windsor just compiled W# a student of socioloâ€". gical problems. if a man. his wife. and three children eat their bread without butter, forget the . taste . of any but the poorest t ts of meat, perâ€" form miracles of â€" management in clothing themselves, and _ do â€" not spend more than $6 a month for eduâ€" cation, carfare, recreation, newspapâ€" ers and similar luxuries,. they may, just possibly. ‘be able to live for one year on $1,508.72. . _ Prices for commoditi¢s _ used on the average family table in the borâ€" der cities show an increase over last lywolll to 16 per cent. The cost of feeding & wageâ€"earning man for one month is estimated at $13.50; of feeding his wife, $10.80; a girl of nine to eleven, $ 7.20; a child of three to five, 35.40. ‘The man must not pay more than $22 for his overcoat and make it last three years, and depend on one pair of 69â€"cent suspenders for a year. * $5.40 shoes a year. l If s man succeeds in saving $10 a ‘month from the time he is eighteen [mtglrhvflt-mm he and his wifeâ€" "wfll have about $50 a month to live on for the next ten years, although shrewd investment would make this sum larger. _ * 0 a His wife‘s coat also, must | last three years and not cost more than her husbands, but she is ellowed in addition a $17.50 â€"ummer coat to last ,Telfe’i'fé‘f‘ \"The Buy Word for Biscuits" Soild by all grocers. 3 e Try them Alleged Robbers Capt One of Them Afts Fight in Haymow. IMPORTAMT _ Woodstock, Dec. 22,â€"Fo fierce fight in the dark the barn belonging to GéP W son, a farmer residing . about; miles west of this city, OR the, ermor‘s road, Fred. t armed with a number of y fitted with dynamite caps.. to custody by County s Hill and ‘Chief A. T. 1 10 o‘clock yesterday ‘The prisoner was ° concégled neath the hay in the méowâ€" of barn, and when accosted % 38â€"calibre â€" Iversâ€"Johnston ~(TeY from a holster which he his waist, but just as he was to use it the constable and / seized and after a desperate . overcame him, and hbe is now B his time in the local jail. Heâ€" his home as Sherbrooke, Qué. his person, in addition to his w and ammunition, were more: $100 in large bills an.d_._H Tuses and dynamiteâ€"caps «30 $7,100 in Victery bonds. He;1 to jail and in the meantime Conditions in Petrograd AF€ that the people have to remain. in order to keep warm. IN WODD S Jrr:

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