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About Mt. Scott herald. (Lents, Multnomah Co., Or.) 1914-1923 | View Entire Issue (Dec. 16, 1915)
Boima Gets the Trade THE LOST SANTA CLAUS By EDITH V. CRACIE Because His place is central, and convenient, and his service is satisfactory. A complete line of Holiday Confectionery, Hot or Cold Soft Drinks, Fruits and Groceries. Main St. Near Car Line, Lenta L-U-M-B-E-R LATH, SHINGLES BUILDERS HARDWARE RUBERO1D ROOFING Sash and Doors Interior Finish Nothing but the Best of Quality and Service Phone Orders Promytly Filled Tabor 619 Wllberg-Oppegard Investment Co. 6924 Foster Road Near 70th Street Let There Be Light We Have It. (Copyright, lfU, by American Press Asso ciation. J ACK DI MONO glanced from the car window ink naw the snowy tie Ida glide by. Soon I they would come to Faritolds, where bls brother bad a pleasant homo, to which Ja*k bad been bidden to make one of a merry bouse party over the Christmas holiday. Packed Inside of Jack's bag was a complete Hants Claus outfit. There were many gifts also. He was hoping that Billy would send the motorcar for him, although it was only a short walk to the Briers across the fields. The begs were heavy, and the afternoon was settling down Into a dark gray evening as be slighted. I The train screeched away into the scrub oak woods and left Jack looking around for some sort of conveyance. There was none to be seen. The sta tion agent poked bis bead out of the door, saw the lone passenger, came out. locked the door and set off across the track to another road that apparently led to his home. “Beulghted hole In winter time," muttered Ja<1c grumpily as be set off down th<> road that curved away over a frozen brooklet Stars came out, and still Jack tramp ed along the path that was faintly de fined across the snow covered held. At last the path came to an end and emerged uj>on a lonely wood road. There was no sign of habitation; there was no sound of life. Jack sat down on bls suit case and rested. "Loot, by Jovef he admitted at last "Loot on Christmas eve! What will the kiddles do without their Santa Clans? FIs. ha! I’m the original lost Santa Claus!" He laughed with mingled amusement and chagrin, now many mile« he might be from Fnrflelds he could not guess. As be had neglected to ques tion the station master. there was only one thing to do. and that was to follow this wood road until It brought him to some sort of human habitation where he might find a conveyance to take him to the Briers. To add to his discomfort It began to snow. “ The Babes In the Woods’ had noth ing on me.’’ murmured Jnck disgusted ly when at last be put down his bags and leaned against an oak tree. "By Jove. 1 believe there Is a light!” Suddenly out of the darkness of the woods to his right there gleamed a steady light Two hundred feet away from the road he came upon a small bungalow set tn the midst of the thick woods From one of the windows shone the light be bad seen. The door of the bouse was around on the opposite side, and just as Jack was about to round the comer of the veranda he heard voices and Involuntarily paused an In stant Some one was on the veranda talk ing. It was a child's voice. "Mother, dear, are you sure that San ta Claus won't forget to come here to night?" asked the wistful voice. “He won’t forget, darling," quivered a very sweet voice In reply, "but our little house Is set so far tn the woods Flashlights, Batteries, Electrical Goods SILVERWARE NEW LINE OF HIGHEST GRADE Special Kitchen Cutlery Sets, Just the thing for a present to your wife Lents Hardware Go. 92nd Lents THE HERALD $1.00 PER YEAR St. Peter’s Parish Arleta Baptist Church Special Closing Out Sale of Catteragus Cutlery AND THE REINDEER CAME. I ft contained goldplece*. Left fo ber- have a aUas Christmas. Evan the com ing of Santa Claus was very uncertain, ------------ self, she went up to the miniature and that wouldn't do at all while there What They BreugM Up to the Heme I bouse and doll family within her reach was a lost Santa Claus near by. under the tree. There waa the doll of the Little Rich Giri. "No, sir!" said Jack to himself as be “An'-an the teacher said.” lisped mother hovering over bisque children, picked up bls burden of luggage and who sat In tiny baby chairs. The retired to a thicket of young evergreens, the baby of the rich, "there waa rein bouse had curtains, carpets, a kitchen, deer bitched to sleighs fall of dolls an lie bad been there only a few mo real stairs and a nursery. Th« baby ments, still trying to form some scheme toys an' things, ruuning over tops of stood before It in wonderment of action, wbeu the door opened and bouses on the night before Christmas 1 Then she spied prancing reindeer at "Yea,” the proud father answered, tached to a toy sleigh, the back of closed and a slim form wrapped tn a dart cloak ran down the stope and 'the teacher was right. They drove which was filled with games, with came directly toward bls place of ouu over your bouse last night, and Banta docks which bobbed their heads while Claus unloaded a whole ChrUtmus tree they said “Quack.” and little doll go- caalmeuL As if she had chosen the tree in the full of things for you.” carts, which had lac? covers and sun sunshiny afternoon and knew all its They carried lb« little rich girl down shades. possibilities, she («used before a small, the wide marble stairway to the oak The morning or the afternoon Of symmetrical hemlock and commenced paneled library on the first floor Christmas day and many other morn to hack at the trunk with a small There, between stained glass windows, ings and afternoons were not long hatchet. was a ceiling high Christmas tree enough for the baby to examine and "I beg your pardon, madam, bat with groaning with toy ciowus. Shetland play with all the toys and gifts which your H-rrnbudon Santa Claus will com ponies, fairies with Jeweled clothes and that stalwart tree held tor her. plete that task!" And Jack IHmond, knobby parcels In delicate wrappings ~An’—an the teacher said." added enveloped in his Santa Clans costume concealed In the evergreen branches. the rich baby, “that sometimes the of red cloth trimmed with white fur Some one turned a switch, which light reindeer and the sleigh stopped for and with a far trimmed cap on top of ed the tree. only a minute at a chimney, to leave his bewlgged and whiskered. Jolly Ban A tiny box bung far out on a green one toy, an' sometimes—sometimes he ta Clans mask, stepped out and gently branch, which the rich baby's father did not stop at alL"—New York Even relieved her of the hatchet and pro detached and opened. The baby bent ing Poet ceeded to fell the little tree with a few over it with an uncomprehending took. powerful strokes. “Ob. who are you?" ebe faltered, stepping back toward the bouse. "I am Santa Claus and everybody's St. Peter's Parish «M established st Sanctuary Society and the Men’s Club, friend.” be said courteously. “If you will go inside—out of this snowstorm— Lents in the year 1911. Rev. P. J. all in a flourishing condition. The 1 will take care of the Christmas tree Beutgen was appointed pastor by Arch Sunday School classes conducted by the for you.” bishop Christi. The first services were sisters of the Holy Name are well at "Tou are very kind, and I thank you tended and there is an enrollment of S3 —whoever you are," faltered the wom held in Duke’s Hall on Main street. children not yet confirmed. Tlie beginning waa small but like tlie an as she sped toward the bouse. St. Peter’s parish has two chairs, one Jack watched her as she flew along mustard seed mentioned in the Gospel for the 8 o’clock Maas on Sundays and the parish KX>n developed into one of the snow, lighted by a lamp set tn a kitchen window. He liked her voice— the most nourishing in the city. The one for the 10:30 High Mass. During the five year’s work of the Rev. she was young and attractive, be knew Rev. Pastor who is known as a man of Pastor in Mt. Scott, he has endeared —and be marveled why her husband Sterling qualities and apostalic zeal, had was not there making Christmas for the situation well in hand, and pro himself to all with whom lie has come in contact, be is an exemplary priest, a the children. Perhaps she was a widow. gressed so rapidly that ground« were So the sturdy form of Santa Claus bought and a commodious building forcible speaker and has tlie interest of shouldered the little tree and picked his people at heart. The one pressing erected where the large congregation up a suit case and went to tbeveran la, need of the parish is a parochial school where he leaned the tree against the could hold services for the acc- moda- and the Rev. Pastor hopes to have it in door of the bouse. tion of all. At present the parish num a flourishing condition the coming year. From his suit bers more thin five hundred souls and Among the Father Beutgen lias la'iored in the case be brought continues to grow rapidly. Oreg >n Missions for twenty eight years out toys that had societies of the parish may be mentioned and is one of the most widely known seen Intended for the Ladies Society of Forresters, the priests of the diocese. his nieces and nephews — a doll, p 1 ct u r e books, games and toy dishes, a mechan ical r a 1 i r o ad. a rough rider suit and more books. These be hung on the tree as well as be could, together HK HUMS THEM ALL with sundry little ON THE TREE. packages of candy and one Are-pound box of chocolates | which be had intended for bis sister- in-law. Well, the drug store in the village would furnish a duplicate. "I don't know how she will get it in alone, but she can manage somehow,” he murmured as he moved down the steps. "If she has an umbrella stand it will make a capital stand.” The door opened and a sweet voice called after him: ’Thank yoi a thousand times—and merry Christmas!" "Merry Christmas!" responded Jack Dlmond as be went back to bls lug gage. He returned to the road with many a backward glance at the bun galow. His Santa Claus costume was tucked hack in the bag, and be was trudg ing along the road, doggedly deter mined to reach some destination, when there came the warning sound of a mo tor horn and be was overtaken by his V brother’s car. ST. PETER’S PARISH “The station master said you had come down this way, sir," said the chauffeur as Jack entered the car. “and I’ve been up and down the roads look handicapped by lack of room, is graded ing for you.” Arleta Baptist Church and thoroughly up-to-d ite. Their Jack explained how he had lost him The Arleta Baptist Church, located at Christmas exercises, to be held Christ self. and then, directing the man to re turn home by way of the village so he 64th street and 48th avenue, will cele mas Eve, will consist of “White Gilts could replace the presents he had hung brate their Tenth Anniversary this com for the King.” on the little tree at the bungalow, he ing February. The membership at the The Ladies organizations nt tlie church leaned back and gave himself over to start was 15 and there were about 30 in have been combined under one head, dreaming of the little mother. the Sunday School. There has been a An hour later the lost Santa Claus i steady growth until now there is a "The Women’s Society.” The Ladies Aid and the missionary work are both was Joyfully welcomed at the Briers, and the festive evening passed delight church mcmliership of 236 and die Sun carried on under Mrs. D. B. Harrison as fully. When the happy children had day School has an average attendance of president. departed to bed with their toys Jack 212 The Young People’s Society, although The church, although small, and composed of only about 43 members is found occasion to draw his sister-in- law aside and ask: boasting no wealthy members, has beeu wide awake and will assure a welcome “Who lives in that little bungalow entirely seif supporting fur over eight to any who drop in at their meetings or back in the woods. May?" he inquired. years. socials. Sidney W. Brasure is the "I believe she is a widow, with two Rev. W, T. S. Spriggs, who came from president for the coming year. children.” Minneapolis, Minn., is starting his third j The church is now holding cottage Mrs. Billy Dlmond smiled quizzically. year's work as pastor. The Arleta prayer meetings in four different sections ’That la Mrs. Archer, Jack—Sally Archer, the dearest woman in the ! people feel that Providence was especial- of the district preparatory to special world and one of my warmest friends. | ly kind in sending Mr. Spriggs to the meetings which will commence New She married Ben Archer, and be coast just at the time that they were Year's eve and continne a couple of promptly drank himself to death, leav, i looking for a pastor. The family are weeks. Rev. M. M. Bledsoe, who was log her with the care of those two ! not only well liked by their own church pastor of the Imanuel Baptist Church in lovely children. Sally writes children's ■ people and neighbors but Rev. Spriggs South Portland for several years and stories and paints the quaintest little ' is one of the fore-moet ministers in bis then a member of the Arleta Church for pictures, but she has been 111 and has ; denomination in Portland. awhile, but now in the evangelistical bad no end of sickness and trouble, and The Sunday School, with C. C. Hsese- work, will assist with the meetings. A they have had hard work to get along But she is too proud to accept a mite mer as Superintendent, while somewhat cordial invitation is extended to all. of help, although she has heaps of rich friends who love her. We are go ing to drive over th the morning and see them.*' 'Take me, too,” urged Jack And be told his story. “Very well." agreed Mrs Billy, with shining eyes, for she scented a ro- ; ma nee. And the next morning when Mrs. Billy Introduced Jack to Sally Archer that lovely matron heard his deep voice, flushed beautifully and said. | with dancing eyes: “How do you do. Mr. Santa Claus?" I And nowadays on Christmas eve when Polly and Ted Archer gather at their stepfather's knee they always beg for their favorite story of the lost San ta Claus, who brought them a new fa ther and made their mother bright and happy once more, for Mrs. Sally Ar cber to now Jack Dlmond's wife, and the material cares of this world have been lifted from her tender heart. T AN SANTA OLAVS AMD <V«BTBODX*B FRI BN IX' that he might pass by snd not see It at alL I am sure there will be some thing for my babies—popcorn and can dy and—who knows?—perhaps a new rag doll for Polly!" “Oh. oh!" shrieked another little voice. ’That's dee what 1 want, mad der!" "And what will I snrely get, moth er?" asked the boy anxiously. The woman laughed gayly, bnt .lack thought he detected a note of uncer tainty In her voice. "Perhaps It will be a darling little puppy dog, Ted. Now. come In. It is too cold to stay out here any longer 'You must go to bed and to sleep so as to wake up and And a Christmas tree In the morning." The door closed, and Jack Dlmond leaned against the veranda and thought very ranldly. For tome reason or other these three people In the bungalow were going to ARLETA BAPTIST CHURCH