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THE NEWBERRY SUN
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REMEMBER . . . Last year at this time our soldiers were fight
ing in Korea. Using discarded 105-mm shells, these three GI’s
spell out “Happy New Year” in the snow somewhere in Korea.
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Outdoor Plants
Make Lasting
Christmas Gifts
The gift of a beautiful flowering
plant or evergreen shrub at Christ
mas Time will give lasting joy
to friends and families. Planted
outdoors in the yard, your gift be
comes a year round reminder of
your love, and depending on the
plant, may last at the most fifty
years or more, according to the
American Association of Nursery
men.
What plants, to give?
Specimen plants are interesting
gifts, such as Camellias, Roses,
Gardenias, flowering vines, hibis
cus. Then there are fruit trees
(for papa), a shade tree (for sum
mer comfort), or coniferous ever
greens that can be decorated with
colored lights this yeaiv and for
many years, and numerous other
plants. A wide selection of in
door plants likewise make wel
come gifts.
Permanent beautification of the
property of a friend or neighbor
with a specimen, or a food pro
ducing plant gift is satisfactory
botht og ive and recipient. (
A Prayer For
Christmas
God grant this day of Christmas
dawn on one honest man. . .
On one happy child, secure in
the perfect idealism of the very
young . . .
On one act of pure geperosity,
consecrated to the Christ whose
birth we celebrate now . . .
On one word of peace, spoken in
faith to still the clamorus horror
of cannon, bomb, and bullet . . .
On one dead performed for love
and not for gain . . .
On ope leader who himself is
not led astray in arrogance but
humbly guides others in the
paths of godness and true pro
gress . . .
On one follower who is willing
to play his role not blindly but
with the alert and critical wisdom
which is the heritage of all peo
ple . . .
On one great human thought that
will be crushed and rent by the
cynical, the hopeless, the greedy,
and the ignorant.
God grant that essence of these
miracles be performed in all of us,
and we shall see a Christmas that
is like unto the first one the
angels watched over.
By DOROTHY KILIAN
HT' HE music of the orchestra their
club had imported for the New
Year’s Eve dance floated out to
them. Gail pushed a little ahead
of her husband as they walked up
the creaky steps of the lodge hall.
“Don’t you like to look at the
shine on the back of my pants?"
Bill laughed. “What’s the rush
then? You said this morning that
tlje baby had made you so tir.ed
you didn’t think you’d want to
come at all.”
“Yes, I know, but that was be
fore—” Gail bit her lip. “Guess I
just have my second wind," she
finished hurriedly. “Come on, let’s
see if all the old gang has ar
rived.”
Now would have been the time
to tell Bill, very casually, that
she had learned that afternoon
that Warren was back in town.
After all, they had all been friends
together in high school.
“See you,” Bill said briefly as
he went off to the men’s coat room.
Gail paused in the wide door
way, her eyes roaming over the
couples already on the dance floor.
“You’re late, Gail,” Ginny
Brown said as she came past with
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Once again the air is filled with song
and music. Once more it's Christmas.
May it be a truly happy season.
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In this community of good people
let none be unremembered. Let us
share one another’s happiness to make this
a memorable Christmas for all.
WERTZ MUSIC & APPLIANCE CO.
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Mabel Hiller
David Bowers
Eddie Hopper
Betty Lou Danielsen
James Black
Curtis Bowers
Willie Sims
She had almost forgotten that
dancing could be like this.
an armload of confetti bags. “It
won’t be long ’til time to toss
this stuff into the air. Wonder if
Warren Hastings will make it be
fore midnight. Yoihkre heard he
blew in from New York just this
morning?”
So they remembered. She re
membered too, that was the trou
ble. Thfe ghost of him still hov
ered in her dreams, particularly
on those days when life seemed
full of nothing but baby washings
and house cleaning.
And then, all of a sudden, there'
he was coming in the door, holding
ouj; his arms to her as if time, Bill,
the baby, were nothing.
As in a dream Gail took his
hands in hers and looked up into
his face.
“I knew you’d be here waiting
for me,” Warren said softly.
“But I wasn’t, really,” Gail mur
mured. She fought down the vague
feeling that it had been rather
presumptious of him to imagine
that.
“Let’s dance,” Warren said
simply.
' She had almost forgotten that
dancing could be like this, held
close io one’s partner, no talking
to break the spell of the dreamy
music—Bill was forever calling
out a greeting to a passing couple.
“Well, hi there, Warren, could
I borrow my wife for awhile?” Bill
was grinning at them both.
“Until later,” Warren said, and
turned away.
The rest of the evening was like
a dream. Dancing with Bill, with
other friends, even the horn blow
ing and whistle tooting at midnight
seemed only a vague background
for the presence of Warren in that
room. When he came up to her
much later and said, “Let’s talk
awhile,” she followed him, as if
hypnotized, to some chairs half
hidden by a large potted palm.
“Here we are in a little world
all our own,” Warren said. “Gail,
you’re just as beautiful as—”
“Some juggling act, eh?” Bill
boomed out, coming up to them
with three plates of refreshments.
“Grab ’em, kids.”
Warren took his silently. Bill
sat down on the other side of Gail
and bit ihto a thick turkey sand
wich. “Um, tasty,” he sighed hap
pily. “When I saw ’em being laid
out I couldn’t wait to begin.
“And besides,” he went on,
turning to-Gail, “Since it’s my turn
to give the baby her 6 a. m. bottle
tomorrow, I’m not in favor of
hanging' around here too much
longer.”
“You feed the baby?” Warren
leaned across Gail and laughed
incredulously. “Sleepy male in
bathrobe, pumping milk into a
squalling infant. I thought that
was strictly cartoon stuff.”
Gail gasped but Bill answered
calmly, “Why shouldn’t I feed her?
She’s half mine, isn’t she?” •
“She certainly is, darling. And
you’re right, it’s time for all good
parents to be going home,” Gail
said gently.
The ghost would be left sitting
in the ballroom, she realized con
tentedly, This new year was go
ing to be hers and Bill’s alone.
There’s one thing to be said of
ignorance—it s^ire causes a lot
of interesting arguments.
‘Silent Night’ Hymn
Is Often Called
Song From Heaven
“Silqnt Night” is often called
the “Song from Heaven” because
the story of its inspiration and
composition is one of the most
beautiful Christmas stories in ex
istence.
On December 24, 1818, in the
Austrian village of Hallein, as
Father Joseph Mohr sat reading
his Bible, there was a knock at
his door. It was a peasant woman
who wanted the priest to visit a
poor charcoal-maker’s wife to
whom a child had been born. The
parents had sent her to ask the
priest to come and bless the in
fant.
Father Mohr was strangely
moved by the visit to the mother.
And that evening as he returned
to his home saw that the dark
slopes of the Alps abound the vill
age were alight with torches of
the mountaineers on their way to
church. To him it was a Christmas
miracle.
Later, as he tried to put down
on paper his feeling and experi
ence, the words kept turning into
verse. When dawn came he found
he had written a peom—a beau
tiful and moving peom.
On Christmas Day his friend,
Franz Xaver Gruber, music teach
er in the village school, composed
You Can Make A Big
Christmas Candle
You can make a big, long-burn
ing candle to fit into your Christ
mas decorations if you have a
number of odds and ends of part
ly burned candles around the
house. Melt them and pour into
cardboard containers and remold.
Use ice cream cartons, oatmeal
containers or others. Use plain
cord for a wick. When the wax
is beginning to set, tie the wick
to a pencil and suspend it in the
wax. Let set hard, remove car
ton and there is a nice candle
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music to fit the verses.
Christmas Eve
Memory Check
Did You Remember . . .
... to take home a few extra
toys? If you are expecting two or
three neighborhood small fry to
drop in, you can be sure six will
show up. And three.toys and six
children do not enhance “Peace on
Earth.”
Did You Remember . , .
... to check the Christmas tree
lights? Not day before yesterday.
Not last week. We mean right now.
A few stores are still open and you
can supply new ones.
Did You Remember . . .
. . . that you told all those people
to drop in for refreshment tonight?
Better check on the cake, cookies,
soft drinks, and other goodies.
Did You Remember . . .
. . . those last minute Christmas
cards? If not, you can send tele
grams to friends too far away for
cards to reach them by December
25. You can even have a nifcssenge r
call at your house while the guests
you invited in for snacks are there,
and probably everybody will re
member someone far away who
should have a Christmas greeting.
Did You Remember . ...
... to hang some kind of Christ
mas decoration outside the house,
so passing strangers may enjoy
some of the Christmas glow that
is in your home and reflect it
around your town? Remembefr,
everyone has a part in this Christ
mas cheer, not just your small
circle, the more you will gather.
Village children heard the priest
and teacher singing the song and
learned it. From there #it spread
throughout the world. Today, it is
regarded as theg reatest Christ
mas hymn and wherever there are
men of good will they sing:
“Silent night, holy night—
All is calm, all is bright,
Round yon Virgin, Mother and
/ Child;
Holy Infant, so tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace—
Sleep In heavenly peace.”
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We value highly our
friends... and wish
for all a Christmas
of lasting happiness.
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David Coleman
George O. Graham
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