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THURSDAY, DEC. 24, 1953
Christmas Gifts
Are Not Always
Brought By Santa
In America it is always Santa
Claus, dashing from rooftop to
rooftop in his sleigh, that brings
Christmas gifts to the children.
But it is not always Santa who
brings the gifts to children in other
lands.
In Holland it is St. Nicholas,
dressed in bishop’s robes of black,
wearing a mitre and carring the
crozier. And he arrives on a white
horse.
English children look for a Santa
Claus who closely resembles our
own and gifts are tied to Christ
mas trees. *
In Finland, Santa has elves who
passes out gifts for him.
In Italy there is no Santa Claus.
Instead, they have a beneficent old
witch, Befona, who sails through
the air on a broom stick on Christ
mas Eve.
As we look about us today,
we find it a happy expe
rience to greet so many fine
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friends and to remember the
innumerable pleasant cour-
tesies and favors with which
we have been favored since
last we extended Season’s
greetings to you.
Thanks and Merry
Christmas!
YOUNG’S FRUIT STORE
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United States since ship mads
first trip in July of 1952.
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As another Christmas Sea
son is ushered in, we deem
it appropriate to express
again our greetings and
to say to you that our »
hearts are grateful for the share
of fortune it has been our lot to
enjoy.
As we cannot see each of you per
sonally to offer our best wishes,
we take this means to wish each
of you—
W. E. TURNER, JEWELER
THE NEWBERRY SUN
PAGE FIVE
Santa’s Little Helper
Was Scandinavian Elf
Where did Santa’s Little Help
er come from?
In the Viking age In Scandi
navia, long before Leif Eriksen
discovered America, the little
North Children believed that a lit
tle elf with long white whiskers—
Jul Tomten—lived in the stable.
He saw that the earth was abun
dant with good food and that the
animals and birds were taken care
of. After the pagan Vikings be
came Christianized, little Jul Tom-
ten became the giver of presents
—like our Santa.Claus today. The
children left a bowl of porridge
on the kitchen table for which
Jul Tomten would exchange gifts
for the good boys and girls. Trav
elers brought back the legend of
Tomten and he has come down
to us as the busy jolly, good little
elf who works in Santa’s work
shop.
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By Dorothy Kilian
I T WAS about eight o’clock on
New Year’s Eve when Jane
Walters turned to stare out the
kitchen window into the* wintry
darkness. She didn’t want Don to
see the tears in her eyes, but she
hadn’t been quick enough.
“It’s a raw deal all right,
honey,’’ he said from the chair
where he sat with one leg, in a
cast, propped up on a stool. I take
you away from all your city friends
and bring you back to Brantville
to live, and then what do I do?
Break my stupid leg during our
first holidays together and leave
you high and dry without an escort
for the New Year’s Eve party.”
, “You couldn’t help it, Don.”
She tried to sound bright, but
the truth was it did matter. She
had found herself more homesick
than ever with the coming of the
holidays. This little town to which
Don had come back as operator of
the grain elevator was like a for
eign country to her. And, with the
furnace acting up, here they were
sitting in the kitchen of all places
on New Year’s Eve.
Jane sighed and turned slowly
away from the window. “What
kind of a party will Grandma Jen-
ner be having?”
Don chuckled. “Oh, it’ll be
corny, all right—no blaring trum
pets. And yet, Janie,” Don leaned
forward and went on earnestly, “I
really think you’d enjoy these peo
ple if you’d, well, kind of let your
self go.”
“Maybe so, Don. But I just have
the feeling that they consider me
an outsider. I—did you hear that
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Brazil has Papa Noel, very much
like Santa. He wears a red suit
and travels in a sleigh drawn by
reindeer. However, he enters the
house through a window.
Spanish children place their
straw-filled sleeves on the window
sills so that the Magi may feed
their horses while they leave gifts.
The older people fill an Urn of
Ftae from which gifts are drawn
on Christmas Day.
"It's a raw deal all right,
honey,” he said.
scuffling noise? Sounds like some
body’s in ottr back yard.’*
“Lots of somebodys. I’d say,”
Don replied.
There was a resounding thump
on the back door. Jane opened it
and stepped back, bewildered.
“Surprise, surprise!” a chorus
of voices shouted, as a couple of
dozen people trooped in. Grandma
Jenner in the lead, swinging a
huge granite coffee pot.
‘‘You do look floored, my dear,”
she said, planting a peck briskly
on Jane’s cheek. “But it’s an old
custom around here—when you
can’t come to a party, the party
comes to you. Look at Don there,
he doesn’t seem too surprised.”
Don grinned. “I was kind of
hoping this would happen,” he
said. “But Jane hasn’t gotten too
well acquainted yet.”
“I know,” Grandma said quick
ly. “And it’s mostly our fault.
To tell you the truth, honey,”—
she turned to Jane—“We were
kind of afraid df you, you seemed
sort of distant. But when you
phoned that you and Don couldn’t
make the party, I heard the trem
ble in your voice, I suddenly real
ized that you’re just as human as
the rest of us. So here we are.
Now let’s get on with the fun.”
It seemed no time at all before
Grandma called out, “We’ve just
time for a spelling bee before mid
night and refreshments. Get your
selves lined up folks while I put
the coffee on to boil.”
The crowd laughingly divided
into two lines on either side of
the big kitchen. As Jane hesitated,
someone pulled her into position.
“Speer the words, Mac,” Grand
ma said to the school principal.
“You’re used to this kind of
thing.”
Mr. MacRay began giving out
words. Amid shouts of praise for
the successful spellers and hoots
of derision for those who stumbled
over a word, the game progressed
until only Jane and Mr. Nichols
were left.
The caller cleared his throat and,
turning towards Jane, pronounced
the word, ‘hospitable’.
Jane hesitated and looked slow
ly around the room. She saw
Grandma Jenner hovering over the
coffee pot at the stove, Mr. Apple-
ton gently adjusting the cushion
under Don’s outstretched leg, and
Mrs. Ames just coming in from
the pantry with a tray of apple
pies.
“Yes, I can spell ‘hospitable’,”
she said. “B-R-A-N-T-V-I-L-L-E.”
There was a moment of silence.
“Bravo!” several voices called
out, and just then the kitchen clock
began to strike twelve.
“Happy New Year!” Jane echoed
with the rest as she looked around
at her new friends and finally met
the eyes of her beaming husband.
It was indeed going to be a good
•ear.
Iceland has no army, navy or
forts.
This Is Christmas
Christmak is a tree with bright
lights and tinsel and the Star
atop. It is a tumble of gifts, w r rap-
ped with pretty ribbon, beneath its
green boughs. It is the light and
faith in little children’s eyes on
Christmas morning. It is the chok
ing feeling of joy in mother’s
heart as the packages are open
ed. It is the tear that wells in
dad’s eye and he tries to hide it
with a grin. It is the remem
brance of many other Christmases
by grandmother and grandfather,
undimmed by golden time.
It is the sermon of the Story of
Bethlehem. The hymns of the
choir, the candlelight service, the
softness of children’s voices, the
peace and goodwill that can come
into men’s hearts.
Christmas is the big tall tree in
school, the only tree some of the
children can call their own. It Is
the striped candy cane.
It is the joyful music of chimes
and church bells, the carols from
the record shop, the spirit of the
seEison that makes strangers
friends.
It is the garland and the candle
in the window, the cards on the
mantel, the wreath on the door,
the mistletoe hung for Sis. It is
sincerity in a handshake, the
wishes of glad tidings, the vocal
meaning in the hello from neigh
bors.
Christmas is a light. A light
that vanquishes darkness; the
light of charity.
WHITAKER
FUNERAL HOME
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NAPOLEON’S JEWELS . . .
Model Claudia Layman wears
tiara of 15 large emeralds and
500 diamonds worn by Marie
Louise, Napoleon’s second wife,
while on table is first wife
Empress Josephine’s tiara of
880 diamonds, being exhibited in
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Select Toys To Fit
Child’s Age Level
A child’s Christmas toys should
be chosen with as much care as
you would buy his clothes—to ‘fit’
his age level.
If the child is just learning to
walk and climb, give him play
materials to stimulate these ac
tivities. He needs his first picture
book when he begins to talk,
house-keeping toys at about three
when w r hen he begins to want to
help mother, and • crayons and
scissors when he can begin to
handle them.
Parents, aunts, uncles and cous
ins should consider what the child
is ready for as ^regards physical
growth and mental and social de
velopment in selecting toys.
If toys are selected with some
relation to the child’s growth, and
needs, they will be toys which
stimulate self-reliance.
Most children, it is believed, can
fare better with fewer but careful
ly selected toys.
One thing that always gives
the Christmas Season
a warm and happy glow
is the opportunity
of saying to our friends
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