The sun. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1937-1972, December 24, 1953, Image 8

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THE NEWBERRY SUN THURSDAY, DEC. 24, 1963 « % 1 ! I;.: V ‘ J. / r <i\ SPOTTS & COMPANY Blanket Is Styled for Baby's Protection New design in hmby blankets that are attached to crib by plastic rinfs eliminates fear that child will be smothered or entangled in the covers. BY EDNA BOLES XTEEPING a baby sale from accidents in the home is not an easy job, as mothers know. Every year there are countless newspaper stories of babies who have smothered in their cribs, despite constant watching. Knowing that this constitutes a major problem for mothers, one manufacturer has produced a baby blanket that cannot slip, slide or tangle around baby. It attaches to the crib by means of plastic rings that fasten to the bars of the bed. While it eliminates all possibilities of smothering, it also keeps the baby completely covered and warm. Made of filled and quilted jer sey which will not shrink, it is moth and mildew proof. It*s also made in wool and cotton or may be obtained in satin comforters. Bibbon bound, the blanket is designed to fit in neatly at each side of the crib and thus pro vide maximum protection and warmth. Mothers will find that they can leave baby for longer periods without worrying. At night they need not get up several times to see if the baby is uncovered. A Recipe For Christmas Pudding Take some human nature—as you find it. The commonest variety will do Put a little graciousness behind it, And a lump of charity—or two. Squeeze in just a drop of modera tion; Half as much frugality—or less, Add some very fine consideration, Strain off all poverty’s distress. Pour some milk of human kind ness in it, Put in all the happiness you can. Stir it up with laughter every minute. Season with every man. Set it on the fire of heart’s af fection. Leave it till the jolly bubbles rise, Sprinkle it with kisses—for con fection, Sweeten with a look from loving eyes. Flavor it chatter. Frost wintery good-will" toward with children’s merry the snows of it with dells, Place it on a holly-garnished plat ter, Serve it with the songs of Christmas bells. Happy Birthday, Dear Jeaus (A True Story) ^ It was Christmas Eve, and excite ment ran high in our home, as in any home where there are young children. The usual preparations were complete for a big family din ner—turkey stuffed to overflowing with all the trimmings, right on down to the last mouthful of des sert. Our family was gathered round. We were like any average family, thankful and happy—and noisy. But in all the excitement, the true Spirit of Christmas was not lost to us, as it may sound, for something very precious began in our family this Christmas season. My husband and I are blessed with two fine boys, the older of whom prompted this story. Santa Claus is too often the cen tral figure of Christmas, so weeks before December 25th I began talk ing to Jody about the true mean ing of Christmas. He knew already that it is the celebration of Jesus’ birth through teachings at home girl, is de real spirit of Christ mas).” So, upon catch- replied that if and at Sunday school, but being under four years of age at the time, he was just beginning to Understand. A few days after one of our discussions over breakfast dishes, Jody came to me, and asked quite simply and expectantly, if Jesus were going to have a birthday cake. The idea had never occur red to me but is a natural question for a little child, ing my breath, I Jody wanted Him to have one, we most certainly would. So we de cided to bake one, and then the question arose as to which one of the many kinds we would make for Him. Jody wanted to know if 11 didn't think He would like chocolate. Chocolate, it was to be. Christmas dinner was finished, and now it was time for dessert. There were four children present, iso we had put four candles on Jesus’ birthday cake, so that each one would have a candle to blow. The true Spirit of Christmas was with us, as the children raised their voices in the ever familiar! Happy Birthday song— "Happy Birthday, Dear Jesus, Happy Birthday to You.” It was Christmas, and Lo! The angel of the Lord came upon them. We feel with gratitude and J •S pride the loyalty of bur many old customers and the good wHI of our newer ones. We treasure the warm friend- _ -j ■ . a .v' "' ■ . " f - A ' * -. - r \V ship existing between us and our customers and hope that ?t wit! continue' for many years to come. It is, then. In the Christmas spirit of real friendship that we extend to all our custo mers the most sincere greet ings of the season. Main Street Carolina Remnant Shop Newberry, S. C. Lord’s Prayer Every year since 1940, there has been a special feature repeat ed on the Amos and Andy radio program. On Christmas Ev©i Free man F. Gosden, as Amos inter prets the Lord’s Prayer for his daughter, Arbadella, as he tucks her into bed. This is what he says: “Our Father which are in heaven —(dat means Father of all dat is good, where no wrong can dwell). "Hallowed be Thy name—(dat means, darlin", dat we should love and respect all dat is good).^ “Thy kingdom come Thy will be don on earth as it is in heaven— (dat means, darlin,’ as we clean our hearts of all hate an’ selfish ness, an’ fill our hearts with love, good, de true, an’ de beautiful, den earth will be like heaven). "Give us this day our daily bread—^an’ dat means to feed our hearts an’ minds wid kindness, love an’ courage, which will make us strong for our daily task). “An’ forgive us our debts as we forgive our debtors—(you remem ber de golden rule, don’t you, honey? Well, dat means we must keep de golden rule, an’ do unto others as we would want dem to do unto us. An’ now it says:) "And lead us not into tempta tion but deliver us from evil—(dat means, my darlin,’ dat jes’ means to ast God to help us do, an’ see, an’ think right, so dat we will neither be led or tempted by any thing dat is bad). “For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, forevsr. Amen. (At means, darlin,’ dat all de world, an’ everything dat’s in it, belongs to God’s Kingdom— everything — your mommie, your daddy, your little brother, your gramma . . . you an’ everybody . . . an’ as we know dat, an’ as we act as if we know it, dat, my little THE STORY OF PATSY WEATHERMAN SAYS ITS GO ING WAY BELOW ZERO TONIGHTj : ^ BUT POESNT PIRING UP TAKE A LOT OP WORK? > I SHOULD WORRY! WE HEAT WITH COAL- WE RE ALWAYS COMFORTABLE, 1^1 V.-K NO/ SI REE — WE BORN PATSY COAL AND THERES MIGHTY LITTLE WORK TO DO YOU SEE PATSY COAL IS PuaiFtED- ITS CLEAN-TMERE& HARDLY ANY ASH. IT BURNS LONG AND STEADY- ITS THE MOST DEPENDABLE FUEL WEVe EVER HAD buyPATSYfrom Farmers Ice & Fuel Co. 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