THE COOS BAT TIMES, WIARSHFIELD, OREGON, SATURDAY, DECEMBER 11, 1915-EVN1NG EDITION.- '
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1 Doll Buggies
Doll Carts
Play cables
Play Chairs
Play Rockers
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Express Wagons
Mysto Erectors
Coaster Wagons
Hand Cars
Automobiles
Velocipede
Etc., Etc.
CMstmas
Wcrosiie
TBa tarMmais
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. (The region between Jeruulem and
Octhlehem wa formetly covered with a
forett o( ptnei, which hsi tiace entirely
diuppeited.
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iJiEnny Christmas to us ail.
ny denral God bloss usl God
11 u every ono, said Tiny Tim tlio
". CHARLES DICKDNS.
PS cannot llvo Isolated; wo nro nil
vuqii together. No Higher man
'Kparato hlmaolf from tho lowest.
CARI.YI.E,
RT day Is n. front) linolnnlnir.
totm, my soul, to tho Kind re
mind. SUlto Of nlil nnrrmv nml nld.
Msnln, tako heart of tho day and
uin. BUSAN COOL1DOE.
?l'H going, nrdent and Blncero
WrDCJtnpHH linr. la nn ciiiliat Itlltn
'fn. CHARLES DICKENS.
UZB that dolnir iron In tho only
certainly happy, action of n man's
am PHILIP SIDNEY.
tO havn rnntlv ilrorimt nrfl.
tluies low ends.
JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL.
RISTMAR 11mA T t.n.a filiuova
thought of as ft good time n kind,
''os. cnarltablo, pleasant time.
CHARLES DICKENS.
iP On mora tvnnil rirt Tt'lnil l
chin, but, let it whl'stlo as It will,
'""tP our Christmas morry stllll
HIR WALTER SCOTT.
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mth nnd let thy heart cheer theo.
THE BIBLE.
ICjUD It In tho meadow path; I say
- v mo mountain stairs tho beat
r01 ery mortal shares.
LUCY LARCOM.
'"first clnnr-n inlil mn tirrA was
fluty patent in the woria lllco
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W. ROBEnT nnOWNING.
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I tn jujoua clamor ironi mu
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L-"ieQ: "Llstenl Christmas car-
(-.ic0 nerei"
' CHARt.ES KINdSLEV.
IlT n. .-. .. .,
- ... 4Ulr jjoaaesa, ! ortune,
,p In love with theel Prosperlt
iB"X at OllrUt.nou ,1lr1 n WeOVO
" holK- rvM.n.1 lUt nVilatmnn
JJ3 rhe silent snow possessed tho
TENNYSON.
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in,. " "" possessein u can wu
""Sn typhoid.
CHE forest In a whisper epoke,
Vino to tlowcr and plno to oak,
Trom holy hilled Jerusalem
To where, upon Its lenfy hem,
Tho humlilo vlllneo clung
Cnlm Tletlilehcm, dark, yet llko a gem,
Enwrapped v.Hh M, ns Jewels arc,
Uy trcmbllnir radlanco of tho star.
Tlio trees a. coinlnc wonder told
While jot tlio birds, their songs unsung,
Dreamed of tho coming of their young.
Hut, though of splendor bright
Tlio forct breathed, Its boughs wcro hung
tA'lth pablo sliado; no tnpor"8 beam
Cast through that duik Its happy gleam.
Tho angels sung; tho shepherds camo;
In tlio lone mongor shono ft flame
That burnel with supernatural light.
Tho plno trcca whispered through tho
night,
And, though tho Saviour's birth
Changed not their shadowy gloom to
while.
They In ft patient darkness Btlll
Bowed, slg)ilng. and obeyed his will.
Vanished Is that old forest now
And withered wholly, root and bough,
Yet In all Christian realms of earth
Bprlngs a new forest, full of mirth
That llsbts with radlnnt cheer
Tho evergreen enduring worth,
And to that whispering prophet brings
A glory of tho King of kings.
For nil our merry Christmas trees
Qlow fair with llama and revelries
That cluster round them year by year,
And flr and pine, or far or near,
Llvo upright, gladly die,
Knowing that they to God nro dear,
And bring to man. Illuminate,
A torch that lends to heaven s gate.
Even so the meoBuro slow of time.
Like a rhythm closed with rime,
Raises tho patient soul on high,
Urlngs joy to life, even from a sigh,
And In conclusion sweet
Dark grief with gladnew can ally.
Bo shines tho forest when wo meet
With llgbt and omr, Christ's birth to
greet.
Qeorgo Pardons Lathrop.
TB& S5meag If Cordis.
Tho custom of singing enrols Is still
ranlutnlncd In Itnly-Jmleed, on tho
continent cnrollug nt Christmns Is al
most unlvcrsnl-nnd particularly in
Rome, where, during tho scahon of Ad
vent, PIlTernrl may bo seen nuil heard
performing their novenas.
Thcso pilgrims, who, by tho woy, aro
shepherds from tho Calabrlan moun
tains, oununlly flock to Rome nt this
season. Their plcturcsquo costume Is
thus described; "On their heads they
wenr conical felt hats, adorned with a
frayed peacock's feather or a faded
baud of red cords nnd tassels. Their
bodies nro clad In red waistcoats, blue
Jackets and small clothes of skin or
yellowish homespun cloth. Skin san
tlnls nro bound to their feet with cords
that Jnterlnco each other-up tho leg ns
far ns tho kneo, nnd over all Is worn a
long brown or bluo cloak, with n short
capo liucklctl closely round the neck.
Sometimes, but rarely, this cloak Is of
a deep red with n scalloped cape."
Smg a nbg ffclEffSettEBiffli.
Sing a song of Christmas,
Gladdest day of nil;
O'er tho hills nnd valleys
See tho splendor fnll.
8!ng of gleaming holly;
Ring of mlstletoo
Blng ft song of Christmas
Everywhere you go.
Blng a song of Christmns,
Holy, happy day.
Sing of Bethlehem's manger,
Whero tho Christ Child lay.
Sing of love unbounded,
"Pence, good will to men."
Sing n song of Christ nns
O'er nr.d o'er ngnln.
Blng a cons of Chrlstmaa;
E'en on this Kind dny
Thoro nro griefs and hem Inches
All nlong t'ie way.
Hearts thnt wait tho uplift
Of your nolo of cheer
Sing n song of Christmns,
Strong, nnd sweet und cloar.
Edith Virginia Urndt In Ladles' Home
Journal.
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It Is only recently that electricity be
gan to play n conspicuous part In tho
Christmns holiday. Of nil tho electric
toys tho little trolley enr Is ouo of tho
best. It gets Its power from tho light
ing circuit and will run on Its circular
truck quite well, as well ns Its big
couslu runs In tho city streets. Toy
motors ond generators to run toy ma
chinery nro especially Interesting to
hoys. For girls modem doll houses nre
illuminated with tiny electric lamps.
This yenr Santn Clans will have in
his pack n now toy for little girls, n
miniature electric rnnge. It is n com
pleto practical range thnt cooks and
bakes perfectly, tho very thing for
which little girls Imvo longed with all
their hearts. It is n safe plaything for
children, nnd when using It they not
only occupy themselves happily, but
they nctually learn to cook. There Js
a complete set of utensils furnished
free with a cookbook for children writ
ten so simply that they can understand
it without dlfllculty. This small range
is fifteen inches high, with six burners
nnd n practical Uttlo oven.
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"W OW plainly tho Christmas
chimes seem to ring out to nil,
J f both rich nnd poor;
"Vo who would bo truly hap
py, do good, do good I 1.1 vo not for
yourselves, for thoro is no Joy in self
IslmesH. Dispel tho grief nnd want
you seo ovciywhero around you. dlvo
freely of whnt you Imvo und thereby
lny up treasures in henven."
Thus chlmo tho bells, nnd ho who
heeds their solemn wnmlng while mer
rily thoy ring inny Imvo his Christmns
blessing if ho will.
Happiness! it is n dtvlno gift, nnd
man is godlike, if ever, when ho fllU
8omo human henrt with Joy.
What wns Jt but n lnudublo dcslro to
render nil mankind Joyful nt Christ
mas which Impelled people in tho old
en tlmo to open their homes nnd their
hearts as well to nil nllko nt Christ
mns thnt nil might enter nnd shnro tho
Christmns feast? Friend or Ktranger,
it mattered not, tho master welcomed
all, nnd nil men who would partook of
his bounty. No man sat down nlono
bcsldo his Christmas fire, wrapped in
his own selfishness nnd careless of
others' comfort, No; tho great Yule
log wns brought with pomp nnd much
rejoicing from tho wlldwood, n, inlghty
11 ro was kindled upon tho hearth, und
tho wholo neighborhood gathered
around to shnro tho genial wnrmth,
whllo bright eyes danced with gleo ns
tho Christmns boughs cracked merri
ly in tho ruddy blazo. The, flush of Joy
was on every cheok, nnd every honest
heart throbbed with grnlltudo nnd
homely plenoures. Tho wassnll bowl
went round, blltho enrols wcro sung,
and merry Inds nnd mnldeim danced
under tho mlstletoo boughs.
Chrlstmnstide, which wns nlso called
yuletlde, lasted n fortnight, nnd every
body had lelsuro to spare until tho
Christmns revels ended with tho
masques, tho plays and tho mnd frolics
of Twelfth Night. Rut nowadays
how things nro changed! Even tho
week between Christmas nnd Now
Year's is full of Industry, and few nro
thoso who dovoto nil their tlmo to en
lovment. Tho great henrtlistones of
ancestral halls Imvo disappeared.!
Thoro aro no wdo chlinnoy nooks j
wherein tho brownies maj lurk In cozy
comfort, and henven only knows where
our iHJiiates hide-perhaps In tho piano
box or np In tho chandeliers.
A Real WantT""
Clerk This Is tho best burglar nlnnn
made. Tho burglar no sooner enters
tho house tlinu It nlarjns tho residents.
Customer Ilnven't you got ono thnt
will nlnrm the burglar? Exchange.
Christmas would bo nlmnst as In.
complete without Its lovo superstitions
as without its holly nnd plum pudding,
nnd tho mala who cannot forecast her
matrimonial fortune at least onc6 n
year is scarcely worth ft lover at nil.
8ho ought to know, whether slio does
or not, thnt if sho wants hut- husband
to bo to rovcnl himself In her dreams
sho has only to cat, tho egg of n black
hen on Christmns ova nnd any fears
or hesitations sho may ho troubled
with will soonbo dispelled when ouco
her head Is cozlly pillowed. If sho
wishes to mnko tho spell ns potent ns
possible sho will JjoII tlio egg hard, re
move tho yolk nnd, ufter sho has tilled
up tho cnvlty with common or table
salt, will cat egg, shell, salt and all.
If sho doesn't dream of her lover then
it will certainly not bo tho hen's fault
If nho is not partial to eggs our cu
rious young lady may peel n St Thorn
ns' onion, wrap It in n handkerchief
nnd placo it under her pillow on
Christmas eve, reciting thcso mystic
lines ns sho does ho:
Good Bt. Thomas, do mo Tight
And seo my truo lovo como tonight,
That I may see him In the fnco
And him In my kind arms embrace.
It is Just ns natural for n maid to
speculnto ns to tho ardor of her swain's
nffectlon ns to wish to settle tho young
man'n Identity, and if sho will .sho
may know to a nicety how far his In
fntuntlon for her has gone. This is
whnt sho must do to gnlu this deslrn
bio knowledge; When sho retires to
bed sho must plnco thrco palls of wa
ter in her bedroom nnd attach thrco
holly leaves to her nightdress. Then
let her slumber In full assurunco that
her lovor In d remit form will present
himself nnd touch ono or other of tho
thrco palls. And all depends on what
particular prill ho touches. If 'it is No.
1 it is n suro sign that his affection is
but Bkln deep; if No. 2, ho worships
tho very ground sho trends on, but if
ho touches tho third pall, alas, for, her
expectations, for ho loves Ifer not nt
nil!
nutCopJdhasno monopoly of Christ
mas superstitions. Did not Shake
speare himself lend his sanction to tho
belief thnt tho cock by Its crowhig on
Christmns night keeps nil evil in
fluences at n respectful distance?
Somo say that over 'gainst that season
comes
Wherein our Bnvlour'a birth Is cIobrated,
Tlio bird of dawning slngeth all night
long,
And then they say no spirit dare stir
abroad.
Hardly Ever.
"Mnmma, is 'man' a noun?"
"Yes, my dear."
'A proper noun?"
"Hardjy over, dear." Houston Post.
Because a Little Child Was Born.
Becauso ft little child was born
Tho earth Is filled with peace;
Old wrongs, old sorrows aro forgot
In suffering's sweot surcease.
Oh, men that strain for empty gain, ,
Oh, hearts with hatreds torn.
There Is no room for strife today
A little child Is bornt
Teresa Beatrice O'llara. In Ladles' Home
Journal.
The Poet's Llahttna,
Samuel Rogers gave ft dinner nnd
had tho room recorated wjth candles
placed high up in order to show off
tho pictures, says T. P.'h London Week
ly, At dinner ho asked Sydney Smith
how he liked tho plan. "Not at nil,"
ho replied. "Abovo there Is it bluz.o of
light nml below nothing but darkness
nnd gnashing of teeth."
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"CHRIST'S POOR'' AT CHRIST-
MAS.
Ono of tho sweetest of nil tho
Christmas superstitions Is prev
alent In parts of Germany,
Loug ago ft poor llttlq clock- t
uiiiuer who lovcu nuoro uu iniiigs
to go to church received u Christ-
mas girt or u largo reu nppie,
Ho wns supremely happy bo
cntino ho had something to give
to tho dear Christ Child. Hasten
ing to the altar of the church, ho 4
placed tho preilnun npplo on the T
uinrulo linudH of I ho iinbo in
Mary's nrius.
Instnntly tho tiny Angers closed
over it ami U amllo of heavenly i
Joy Bwept over tho chubby face,
This happened long, long ugo,
but tho iKioplu In tho vicinity still
glvo to Christ through (its jioor j
a v..iiruHiiiiN iimc, oeiiuviug unit
tho gift bestowed upon "ono of
tho least of thcso" is received
by tho Christ Child himself, and
rewarded by tho an mo blessed
flinllo which brought Joy and
comfort to tho little clockmuker.
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THE ltfllsfLEt6E.
With Christmas cheer the hall Is bright,
At friendly feud with winter' cold;
There's many n merry gome tonight
For maids and men, nnd young nnd old;
And winter semis for their dellsht
Tho holly with Its crimson glow.
And palor than tho glistening vnowr
The mistletoe, the mistletoe,
Tlio mlstletoo, the mistletoe
The wan und wanton inlstletnel
Chance coiner to our festnl eves.
Dear crimson breuatcd holly sprite!
Thee, ftobln, too, the hall rfcelvc,
Unbidden, whom our hearts Invite.
And, perched mnong the crumply lenves,
He cocks his hend and slugs "llullol"
The mistletoe, tho mistletoe
Hsngs up ubovo, hut what's below t
Oh, what's below tho mUtletouT
The mistletoe, the iulntutoet
A kindly custom Hdiictlons IiIIms
Thnl'a tn'rti licnenth tint wanton liotiirli.
Who laughs so lowf Why. here It Is' I
Look, Jonn, w)iere I Imvo you now!
Bear bsshful uyi-H, sweet llps-n kiss!
Ah, cheeks can mock the holly's glow)
For what's below the mistletoe?
Ah, ha! Why, It in Cupid O!
Ah, hat Below tho mlstletoo
TIs Oupld O, 'tis Cupid Ol
Temple liar.
8anta In the City.
Bantu Clans touched the button
which summoned his foreman,
"Yes, sir," snlil tho foreman, coming
In from tlio simp.
"What arc you working on?"
"Doll llnt.8, sir."
Snutn Clans turned In his chair nnd
regarded his foreman doubtfully,
"Doll Hats!'' ho exclaimed. "You
mean doll houses."
"No, Hlr," tho foreman nnswered.
"Thcso nre for clt distribution, whero
I ho children don't Know anything about
houses." St. Louis Post-Dispatch.
Deduction..
"How enn you tell that tho conductor
Js married?" gasped tli6 diminutive
man.
"Didn't you hwir tho wny that wo
roan roasted him nnd ho never even
batted nn eyelash?" retorted tho gren.t
detective. lluffnlo Express.
CWss aiwfl Mb ISSirtMIay.
Ab to his birth, Christ gave no
thought to tho manner of its coloura
tion by Ills disciples. They do not ap
pear to Imvo remembered It during his
life. Hud ho over any knowledge of
tho ndorublo stories begnrlnndlng his
crib for us? It is hardly probable.
And, behold, that forgotten, neglected
birthday has conquered a placo of lion
or! It Is celebrated In conditions In
which tho Saviour might recognize his
own purposes. To speak of ouo aspect
only, Josus loved children as no ono
has ever loved them. "Jct them como
to mo," ho sold to tho lofty apostles,
uiixloiid to guard him from that morry,
unruly crowd suspected Incapablo of
cdlllcatlon. No doubt thoso roost seri
ous ancestors of our traditions had oc
casion that day and often in similar
clt'cumsluiiccs to bcllevo tho Master
touched with Insanity.
No matter, tho intentions of tho Hon
of Man hnvo been largely realised.
Ill's birthday tins become tho day of
tho children. No earthly day has sned
more brightness upon their path. No
church festival gives more llfo to the
immcasuriiblo truth of tho promise, "I
shall bo with you to tho end of the
world." Nouo makes it sweeter to the
heart.
Christmas has n charm beyond them
nil. It was tho Christina soul, tilled
full with Jesus, created this festival.
Kvery generation has given It some
thing of its own. There has been a
rivalry of good will. In tho Eucharist,
according to n doctrlno tho abuse of
which must not mnko us forgot Its true
nud sorrowful profoundness, Christ
dies from ago to ago for our sins and
will suffer until tho last siuuer Is sav
ed. In the radlanco of Christmas
Christ Hinlles eternally upon the Uttla
ones and tho grownups who caa
mnko themselves children again.
Charles Wngncr, Author of "Too Sim
ple Life."
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Tho nnmo "Slum" is supposed by
somo pretty good authorities to be de
rived fi' i it Malay word, "sajaru,"
brown. lMh Siamese nnd Shans call
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