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Dairy VERNONIA EAGLE i,000 Population T — Our Accomplishment»— W/taf Have They Been? A Christmas Greeting HERE'S not a memory ot home, or friend. Be they ao far remote, however lowly; No place where new affections richly blend That does not grow more beautiful. more holy. At Christmas. There is no laughter of a little child, No fiery passion of Youth's rosy morning. No treasure-house of Age, benign and mild, • That is not sweeter for the Christ's adorning At Christmas. There ts no depth of love, no pang of sorrow. No mighty moving In the human heart. No comfort for today, hope for to morrow. In which the Christ has not a larger part At Chrlstmaa So, as we send our greeting of affection. We share the memory of Him who came; In fellowship. In happy recollection. Each fervent wish Is hallowed In His name At Christmas. I Mother’s Christmas vr» By ETHEL COOK ELIOT (©. 1»»«, Western Newspaper Union.) HAVE always found, even In youth, quite as much interest in looking back as In looking for- : ward. It Is good to plan for the fu- I ture, but there Is quite as much to be gained from reviewing the past and In s«*elng how far we have come, how much we have accomplished, in what ways we have developed. I was talking to Foreman about tho year that Is so nearly at an «id. was illasatisfled with his progress uncertain as to whether or not time and money he had expended been worth while. He had learned little, It seemed; for all he could see, he wasn't different than when he had left the little country town nine mouths ago. But 1 could see that he was a little more self-possessed, a little surer of himself, a little less crude In his manners. He was learning to think, learning to meet people, and developing a little wider range of In terest than when he left home. As you come to the end of the year and look back, how far have you come? It is an easy question to usk. but possibly not so easy to answer. When we were little children at home, mother us«*d to teach us after we had said our prayers at night to go over in our minds for a minute or two the events of the day and try to determine whether It had been a good day for us or a had one. Often we dropped off to sleep before we had gone far, but it was a good expert- enee, this looking our accomplish ments in the face and trying honestly to estimate them. It is something like this that I should like to put before you as this year is closing. What has the year m< ant to you? New friends? Nev. powers? New Ideals? Have you lone something worth while? Are you tetter, stronger, more able to fight the battles of the world than you were a year ago? Are y«>u wiser with a wls- ! >in that is clean, healthy nnd uplift ing? If so, the year is ending happily for you.—Thomas A. Chirk, Dean of Men, University of Illinois. 3 By W.E. GILROY la TA» Con*r»gatfo«Miut OING home for Christmas?” (©, 1924, Western Newspaper Union,) “Yes. All of us • ------------------ always go. Great fun seeing each other again and Light in the Steeple exchanging news 1 on Christmas Morning We go back to the j^’Alt above the sleeping city, like farm.” ,z a low and leading star, like a “Yours must be quite a family now, | watchful and kindly eye, like a with all the children. But I suppose t-acon of assuring hope, a promise of your mother gets In extra help, and Christinas morning, beamed the light you all help, too.” It was not impertinent, because it in the "Id church steeple. was my best friend speaking. She is It shone down through one of the Just frank and sincere. She had church windows and smiled upon the dropped into my office after hours, not i icturetl slieplierils who found a morn to buy Insurance from me (yes, I am ing at midnight; and upon the stately a female insurance agent and not a v Ise men who knew the joy of mak- failure at It either I) but to say “good- ing gladness out of gifts. Its rays by” before herself leaving the city for lighted up a garret, where two very I opeful youngsters were sleeping upon tiie holidays. “No, there’s no extra help to be a very small bed, after making sure gotten these days In the country any 'hnt the light was there. In the street more than here. Not any that's worth below a passer looked up. saw it and while. So mother does It all herself. railed; another paused under the But she likes it. Christmas only elow and spell of it and dropped a <oin Into the poor box at the church comes once a year.” We said no more about that, but door. The Salvation Army lass came after my friend had gone I remem- rat from the church porch and bered her clear, frank eyes and the thumped her tambourine merrily be- way they had received my reply. They ause some genial Influence had filled bad been slightly skeptical. I couldn’t her basket so full, almost dancing down the street as the bells saw by get thut skepticism out of my mind. The result was that, after much the gleaming light that it was time to thought, I suddenly closed office a ring. whole week before Christmas, prac tically kidnaped my youngest sister And so with cheering glory and with away from her home In a nearby- Came chime In another happy Christmas tims. city—that comfortable home with Its full nursery, cook and nurse girl—and While the old steeple, still pointing whfsl-ed her away to the country to upwnrd, remained as a witness to give mother a little surprise. things high and splendid.—Christo At first I thought the surprise was pher G. Hazard. to turn out an unpleasant one. We <©. 1»14. Weatern Newspaper Ualoa.) ar ived in the early afternoon with out warning. There was mother In a huge apron, her hair tied up In a towel, the front hall full of brooms and mops, housecleaning. She could > A REAL SANTA CLAUS not conceal her chagrin from us, we INCE we must have our had so suddenly appeared. It certain Christmas trees the chief ly was different from our customary problem Is how they are to homecoming. Then, she met us at the ,*> be obtained. The cutting, ship ping and selling of Christmas trees has developed into an estab lished business, extending over the entire country. One large shipper of New England has been in the business forty years and In that time has sold many thousand carloads of trees. Some of these have been shipped as far south as Texas and as far west as Chicago. This pioneer in the industry la now elghty- two yenrs of age, but he Is still active, nnd curiously enough he is a real Santa Claus In appear ance.—Frank Herbert Sweet. < 19 24. Western Newspaper Union.) ■»X **««**! We Arrived In ths Early Afternoon Without Warning. front door, her arm linked In father's, dressed in her best silk, her white hair freshly curled, behind them the house shining In spotlessnesa. And then the pantry tilled with plea, cukes, roast ham with Its cloves, and moth-, eris wonderful Jelly tarts! 8uch an Inviting, homelike, hospitable house! 8uch a spnrkllngly clean pantry full of good things! How different today, six days before we were expected! Father had ban ished himself to the barn, and we found him disconsolately smoking hy old Jim’s stall. The house was chaos. All the rugs seemed to be up and the furnit tire ’out of place. Mother waai cleaning I “Oh, dearl” she greeted us. “I jjldn't expect you till Christmas ®vel Perhap» Little Stare Knew About Christmas HE stars shone brightly over- ill. head. Below, the snow was cov ering up the hard ground, which «lid not seem to understand Chriatmaa. It was i uHi too hard for that. It waa belter that Old King Snow ahoutd com«» along and cover it op, giving the PC !>' I white Christmas. 1 In stara shone down upon a little farm house, It was not a palace. It was not even a beautiful house, But the slurs shone very brightly. Perhaps they knew, bright 1 rtars that they were, that In aonse, as in many another hsaae w la neither a palace nor a baautiful Idence, there was great happiness glorious celebrating of the beau Chrlstmastide.- Mary Graham Bo< «•. 1»*4. Waatara NemvMMMd CHRISTMAS || COLD WEATHER By r i ’ THOSE CHRISTMAS CAROLS The Actor’s Christmas Party SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS By Martha Banninq Thomas 1114. Western Newspaper Union.) It» MARION R REAGAN ¡J) 1S>4, VV «tern Now»v»p»r Union ) 1,1. of tin* actor» of th«* %o- O BEGIN with. It's cold. EIIYL SANDS stood outside rouHter Stock company were GOLD 11 Not your gray, the dingy little restaurant, good, but perhaps Billy pinched, peaked-y backdoor looking In ut the heavily Kelly wns the best liked by yard cold where bits of pa steamed windows with the the townspeople. Billy hu«l per dance In a forlorn, for absent, vacant star«* of one been there h I x weeks, now, gotten reel; none of your whose mind Is preoccupied ami was living at Mrs l’er- brick-front houses on dismal with melancholy thoughts. kins' <>n Center street. Hence streets, seeming by th«* best People walking along the Center street «M particu calculation, to store up a sidewalks crunched the larly thrilled ut th!» time. b«-<'nuse It chill bleakness rather than affording fresh, dry snow under their heels Most protection against It—not that, but a of them were talklug and laughing had ne« r before harbored n r nl live t <-<>uld uot quite gel used brisk, lively, tingling c«>ld which makes with the light ease of those who feel actor, a. one hurry to feed the wood-boxes be at rights with th«* world. But their to the bleu. Mrs I'erklns was n r«-sp«>ctuble fore dark; a cold tliut etches crystal gay chatter only made Beryl more ferns on the window glass, thought and uior«.* conscious of her loneliness. middle ug> «l widow who had to take n fully leaving h peep-hole near the top There was not a soul in this whole feu rooim*rs to help out o < <*X|«ense». where you can peer out; a cold that city she could call her friend, not one. She «». - i t quite sure thut It wan rooming there a» fringes the Ice-house with an orderly And ns for a l«iv«-r Beryl winced. right to have I row of icicles thut look like white, Twenty-eight ami never a lover! she had an Inherileu pi .1 ' ■<* against corrugnted carrots, nnd manufactures Think of spending all of one's life actors, but he paid twice us . I> is thin, papery ice in the hollows on the alone. “Ohl Maid Sands" It would be. »he ha«i ever hud before for the rooms, ground, the sort of ice children like Oh, how terrible Ilf«* was; how unut- did not cause any extra bother, und so to stamp on, delighting In Its noisy terably hard on girls like her. Of fnr us she could determine, was n crackle and the sunburst of fine lines course there had be«n Juck Boulton, human being much like the rest of us. It did seem strung«* to her. however, radiating from the point of contact. lie had always rather liked her; taken There are waffles for supper! Do her hum«* from church parties Hiid so that ii young unmarried niun should you remember how waffles look nnd on in th«* old days when they lived receive one hundred and fifty dollars a w«*ek uhen Mr. smell and taste on a cokl night, when In Allantown. I!.* tai .'lit have fallen I’erklns with his you’re “holler as a In love with her If she had encour family had earned bar-post holt;?” aged him. IB* was tin* only man who only thut much a Do you, now? month, She won- “Get out th«* maple den*«) If It was sirup,” orders Can honest. And then, dice, flopping over too, she did not the waffle Iron nnd always know just making a particu what to make of larly neat Job of Billy's attentions it. “You’ll find the to tier. Why, one Jug on the pantry time when she bad shelf." fHlIen uuleep on Soon we are sit had ever uui.erstooil her at all. Won the sofa without ting before a pile der where lie was now? a covering, he had of waffles a foot With slow, listless steps. Beryl en gone to his own high. tered the little restaurant. She chose room nnd got Ills “Now, Pete r," the cleanest looking table In the room. genuine Jupimuae *3 t’an- A man was already seated there. She remout *— rates silk klmona and dice, 'don’t give sat down opposite him nnd began to eoiered tier with me such an e ver road the menu card. it. She liud found It over her when lasting helping;” “Beryl, by George, if It Isn’t r but Peter serenely continues to Uli She looked up quickly and recog- sh« woke lip. Mrs. Perkins hud Just UnInbed tell- up her plate. nixed with amazement the large, lug this nn«l several other Incidents to “They say Shorty’s little shaver astonished blue eyes. ain't so well tonight," he remarks, “Jack Boulton! Why, Juck, what the Ladies' Ai«l society, when one of the progressive ludle« usked: passing the smoking beauties to his «•n earth are you doing here?” “Well, whut ure we to do with him wife. “Got an awful col«L They hud He luughed that half amused, half- fix- Christmas? it d'H-Hii t seem right the doc this afternoon.” cynical luugli she knew so well. not to do unythlng. when he U awuy Christmas—and Shorty’s little boy “I'm down on luck. Beryl—broke rom ills peopk* and all.” sick I He lives across the road uni] I came up here to Chicago three years Everyone else luid been thinking the bestows his cheerful chatter and shin ago to put ncn as n deal but things ami* tiling, but had not dared men ing eyes upon us without charge and didn't go so well, ami I've been a lit tion It, und none of them hud any tie on the roti' ll ever since.” great generosity. suggeHtlons to make. No one dared Beryl was syi ¡pathetic. “I know. “I had something to give him. Guess n»k him to dinner (they w. r.* so !«y), I’ll run over after supper,” says Can Jack, 1 think we’re pretty much In and Mrs. Perkins herself, who i ally dice, making the first luscious incision the same bout. 1 haven’t «pilte won should have asked him. hud decided fume and fortune here myr-If." Tliev Into her layered wuffles. to go to the hotel so as "it to have His name is Billy and he’s about as both luughed. io do so. They eertiiinl) could not Jack looked at her ii long time. She big as a grasshopper: he gets “under give him tl«-s or socks, : Mr . Per foot” and Is always frolicking at some dropped her eye* tinder his steady kins assured them that i<e hud hun I gaze. body's heels like a puppy. He It was, I dreds of socks and thousands of ties, "You know. Beryl! 1 like that sad which everyone readily believed, us upon one occasion, who explained to I look In your eyes. I don't Ilk«* to think they hud never se«*ti him dresse«t twlcs us the nature of his dinner. “Well, William,” we said, apropos that you’ve been sad, of course; but 'he same. of his third cookie In the middle of the the look It's appealing. It’s the same It certainly looked like a cold Christ afternoon, “Didn’t you have any din expression thut came into your eyes mas for Billy. But next door to Mrs. when you used to piny those Christ I’erklns lived a dear old maid who ner?" “Oh, yes,” he beamed upon us, "We mas carols nt the church. Heavens, had been housek«*eper for the Wellers how you could play them!" His face for many years. Every Christmas she ha«l putting for dinner.” lit up with th«- happy memory of It. nmde mittens for all th«* children In “Putting?" we inquired. “Don’t you “Do you still piny?" I mean pudding?” the neighborhood, und when they grow I “Occasionally. The piano nt my “No, putting!” he Insisted, "because boarding house Is n cheap one ami I too big for mittens, she gave candy I to the girls und neckties to th«* boys. we put the flour in, you know I" hate it, but if you care to, we'll go Rhe whs a community institution, but Dear little Billy, with his high, clear down then* after dinner, and I'll play voice that always reminded one of wa you all those old Christmas* songs. nobody ever thought of her In conneo tlon with Billy. ter running over pebbles. You have no other engagement?” But when Christmas morning ar "His father said he was going to get "None,” he said promptly, "And If rived, and Center street was busy with him a Christmas tree this year,” con I did, I'd cancel it." Its toys, Billy had not been forgotten. tinued Peter. “I saw him dragging it •••••» The Perkins children were Just open down from the When Beryl had finished, she rose ing their packages from the house uoods day before from the piano and faced Idm. lie keeper next door when one of them yesterday. Bill was wns looking at her Intel! ly. longingly. discover«! an envelope for Billy. He h o p p 1 n’ up and darted upstairs, nnd timidly knocked down some, I can on the actor's door and slipped the tell you. Tickled ••nvelope under. to pieces. Guess “What could It beT' wond«*re«l Mrs. that's where he Perkins, for she knew It wns no caught cold.” Christinas card. At tills point She had not long to wonder, how tiier.' was a great ever, for Billy soon cuine running tramping nnd puf down flourlshlqg a crisp new dollar fing in the kitch- bill which ho hud found In the enve cn People w a 1 k lope, nnd called to one of th«* children ' 1 < u are very fond of music, aren't coming right in on a cold you. Jack?" night. Mrs. me,” “O n I y “Yes, when you play it I mu." He the v sounds the soft, came very close to her and took her «nt, slurring voice of hands. “Beryl, I was Just thinking nad B Uy's Italian fa what harmony ycu could make out him to g ther. “I Jus’ come of my discordant life, if you would. party next t* say dat boy o’ mine all right now. Could you—could you ever—” he In honor of Verra seek dis mornin'—fine by now. broke off. His voice thick with surg housekeeper, an' can I have d’ milk?" ing emotion. told her to take "Yea. Jack, I could,” and us he held the children over A quick Ilgbt-heartedneM flows over us. We had not realized how deliber her tightly In his arms. Beryl was ex there quickly, as ately cheerful we had striven to be. ultantly happy, and felt for the first he would be back in twenty minutes. Billy better I Alt’s right with the time in her life, secure. True to his world I w o r d, tie was It’s colder! A careful scrutiny of Chriatmaa in Britiah talea the thermometer reveals the tempera Christmas was introduced In whut there In twenty ■nlnutes, and with ture at six above. are now the British Isles under the Peter pokes around down cellar and Faxon rulers nnd was continued. In nlm the whole covers up his apples and potatoes the winter solstice when the people Ladles' Aid so against a night of freezing, and brings had little to do, by the Anglo Saxon ciety, and, to the up some red beauties to be consumed kings and the succeeding monarchs of delight of everyone, a whole gHll«>n of Ister In the evening with nuts and Norman blood. The celebrations be Ice cream which he and the kindlv [*<>pcorn. ginning with court festivities and I h«mnekeeper served to nil aasemMwi. Cold . . . COLDER! graduating down to the jMs.rest fami with many Jokes and nrach merriment. Sleigh bells Jingling by.on the road! lies were frequently uproarious. In Then Billy sang some rousing Christ Merry Christmas! the reign of Kllxalteth Hie Puritans at mas songs, kissed the hou>.-ke.*|M*r on brow and taxied all the ladles tacked the Ynletide festivities, but the home. the celebrations continued tn flourish He had ao many Invitations to din Christmas Dinner Center piece until the rule of Queen Mary. The An attractive centerpiece for the Puritans, aided by the conditions ner he had to refuse them nil, but he Christmas dinner Is made by cutting growing out of civil war, finally suc was not sorry for thia aw he Joined a large five-point star out of white ceeded by 1047 In abolishing the holl- Mrs. Perkins at the hotel, and he really liked her best of all. sheet wadding. This Is i>fcced smooth day.—George Newell Morun. side downward. The fluffy upper side Might Hove Been Worse la then pulled apart a little to simu Toys tor Small Children "What did your wife give you for late snow and sprinkled thick with A little tot from one to two enjoys Christmas?” 1 Jack Fros« powder. In the center of little games that can be played with "Nothing." thia in placed a bowl or tall glace vase the fingers and simple toys such as filled with belly twigs and scarlet dolls*, nnlmnls and bulls made of rub i "That was tough." k a rri e a. and the edges of the star are ber, wood, knitted or rag materials I "Well, it might have been a necktie , nr a smoking Jacket" and plain blocks. Rev. Alan Pressley Wilson (i>, 1M4, Westers Newspager Vao«.) 'V T * '’wlUuib AM b* ln,r,T. »M And f»H»t thy poor n»l»s. So wrote the poet Tu»mr many years pg(l, [,ut tht suggestion 1» Just n» nent today us It was i[l(< If anything, we need to bo reminded of our duty to our fe||ow. tuun more today than our fallier» «¿j —mor«* today, fndc.-d, than ever ,)fh fore. This la irta because the n<«d for brotherhood la even more patent than ut any other period of the history of the vv.iiV We live tu ai agi- when we think solely of « 'traeivm. and our immediata« famliie«. m I we k ; ould have brought to our attei tion th fact thut we owe a debt to oi.r neighbor and thut that debt must be pt <1. The story Is told of a lieh limn who prayed - Oh, bun!' s ms and my wit». My son, John. ... I hl» wit»; Us four And no mor»! Wo blush for shnmo that there could be found one who la so narrow, .vet I am assured that such people exist to day. There ure those who. when they have satisfied the needs of their own. assume a self satisfied air nnd say that they have done their whole duty. Approach such a person und remind him of the need of a friend or ii neigh bor und he will ask th« time-worn question: "Am I my brother's keeper) Haven't I enough to do to look after my own family 1” The teachings of Jesus Christ answer th«* first qia-stlOB In th«* *uffirimitive (und the biller In the negative! with even more <uipliii»(i than God answered Culn w In n he originated the selfish Inquiry. .Jesus taught that the Ih-cnlogu«* Is summed up In thp greater commandment— "Thou shaft love they neighbor ns thy self,” and Ills definition of tii-lghbor" la uny one who needs our help Ter ritorial or other limitations du not ap ply when the cn«v of on«* III need Is before us. There Is no geographical lliult.itloa when we nr»* extending the hand of nMlstanee to one who n«-«*ds our help: Ths Spirit of Christmas. wherever there ia found one or more whom we can (and ab>>ul<l) a-slst, there neighborliness must begin A minister once app*oach«*d one of Ids parishioners with the request for a contribution for th«* purp«*«* <>f do ing Christ inn work abroad. The par ticular field he laid In mind ws-i China. The nmn replied that he was willing to help Ida neighbors but did not think he was called upon to help those an far away an China. "Whom do. ><>u consider your neigir Is-rf naked the minister. "The man whose farm adjoins me,” was the prompt reply. “How far down Into the earth does your land extend?" was the next question and the farmer Juat an promptly uUMVered: "To the center!" "Very well," wild the min ister quickly, "There Is a man down In China whose land Joins yours at the center of the earth ; ho la therefore your neighbor nnd ne«*ds your help." This was a new thought to the slow- going church member. He lenmttd his lesson and we need to lenrn the same. Only na we do so will we be able to broaden ntir Ilves Into the fullness of the lile of Jesus the (. Tirisi The nppii ition of (he teaching of Jesus to Im Inesa and society would produce a pet|>etuiil Christmas season; n time of peace anil Joy and happiness lasting throughout th«* year. The giving of cheap presents or money, however, <|o'es not constltnte Christmas; na well cxp«*ct a bouquet of fiowera (however lovely) to consti tute summer I Tho Christmas spirit, rnther than the Christmas show, bon or» Him who«« birth, no less than Ills life, was the greatest Christmas gift the world has ever received. The Chriatmaa spirit brings us Into closer touch with Him whose very life was an exemplification of the precept: "It ia more blessed to give than to re ceive.” As we celebrate the anniversary of •he birth of Jesus let not the going down of the sun mark the decline of the Christman spirit but, ns th« days come and go, and we enter the new year, lot us each <»ne reach out the loving had to the sick, the unfortu nate and the outcast, remembering that Isens the Christ said: "Inasmuch as re have done It unto the l«*nst of one >f thane, my brethren, ye have done A unto Mel” Chang« AU Into Loot Christ mas day shall change all griefs and quarrels Into love.—Sbaka-