The sun. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1937-1972, December 24, 1964, Image 7
THURSDAY, DECEMBER 24, 1964
THE NEWBERRY SUN, NEWBERRY, SOUTH CAROLINA
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AND MAY ITS RADIANT LIGHT BRING
PEACE TO ALL MANKIND.
HAWKINS GIFT and JEWELRY
1509 Main Street
Newbeiry, South Carolina
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May Christmas echo Joyfutly^ |
in your heart thru’ the year. *
LIPSCOMB GULF SERVICE STATION
Phone 276-4606 Newberry, S. C.
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CITY FINANCE CO.
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Way the bells of Ghristmas (Day
echo within your heart
GLOBE FINANCE CO., Inc.
1100 Caldwell Street
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S ARA FOSTER leaned through
the doorway and for a mo
ment watched her husband in
tently putting the final, touches
on a wood carving.
“Supper’s ready, Sam.”
“Be there in a moment,” the
man said, setting his work aside.
He turned his wheel chair around
to face her, but she had disap
peared into the kitchen again.
“Where’s the boy?” he asked.
•“In his room a’sleep. I let him
in the yard a while this after
noon after the snow fell and he
was all tuckered out.”
Sam didn’t say anything. He
was glad Timothy was sleeping.
Somehow, the boy never thought
to ask about the bright red wagon
until the supper hour. And, he
never had the courage to tell the
lad that he had made a foolish
promise and there was no more
possibility of a red wagon for
Christmas than there was that
the temperature would reach a
hundred degrees on Christmas
day.
He maneuvered his chair into
the kitchen, gave a short
“thanks” and quietly plunged in-
t6 the plate of greens and pork.
He hoped Sara wouldn’t say any
thing about the wagon, either.
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Young Timmie busied him
self with a crosswood puzzle.
Someday, • maybe, he’d learn
to keep his big mouth shut. May
be someday. Three years now,
since he had lost his legs in a
mining accident, he hadn’t
changed a bit. Still making prom
ises almost impossible to keep.
The morning before Christmas
dawned bright and clear. In the
late afternoon, it began to snow
and Sara Foster hummed, a
Christmas tune as she went about
her kitchen chores. The old
red rooster, long a family friend,
was dropped into the boiling pot
and she set about the making of
dumplings.
Young Timmie busied himself
on the cabin floor, meticulously
fitting together the pieces of a
wooden jig saw puzzle.
Sam Foster sat by the window,
gazing idly across the hills and
valleys. “Sara, come here,” he
called.
She stood by his side and he
pointed in the direction of the
Valley Road. “There’s a car in !
trouble down there. I saw it |
slip off the road into the ditch. ;
Someone may be hurt. I think !
you should go see.”
Wrapping herself in Sam’s old *
Army coat and tossing a kerchief j
across her head, the woman;
opened the door, letting in a;
blast of cold air and a small
snow flurry. “Watch the things
on the stove for me, Sam. I
shouldn’t be long.”
Sam Foster spent the next hour
or so wheeling himself back and
forth between the kitchen and
the front window. He saw his
wife trudge back up the hill but,
instead of coming into the cabin
she went into the barn, emerg
ing a few moments later with
Big Red, the tired old mule, and
then the return trip down the
hill.
It was well after dark when
Sara Foster entered the cabin.
Sam was finishing the task of
setting plates around the kitchen
table. “I imagine, since you
didn’t say so earlier, no one was
hurt. If not, why didn’t the fellow
you helped come up after that
mule himself?”
“Wasn’t a fella. Was a woman.
A grandma. She wasn’t hurt; just
slipped off the road. I put her
back on her way again. She
wanted to pay me, but I didn’t
take any money.”
Sam looked at her curiously.
“Your time and work was worth
something.”
Sara smiled. “Indeed it was.
It was worth very much.” She
leaned low to whisper in her hus
band’s ear. “She had a bright red
wagon in her car. Was taking it
to her grandchildren. I took that
as she said she could get another
one in town.”
Sam Foster grinned. “Well,
I’ll be . . . .” He paused, then
wheeled to the doorway. “Hey,
Timmie, boy, put up that puzzle
and come to supper. Don’t you
know this is Christmas Eve, boy?
There’ll be no red wagon for
boys who don’t go to bed when
they should.”
NOT ALWAYS POPULAR
The practice of using Christ
mas trees as part of the Yuletide
celebration was for many years
looked upon as “pagan.” This ac
counted for the slow acceptance
of the custom after the Hessian
soldiers in the American Revo
lution introduced the Christmas
tree during the American Revo
lution. In fact, as late as 1851, a
Cleveland minister created quite
a controversy when he set up a
tree in his church.
in
Jow it came to pass in those days, that a decree went forth from Cae.
Augustus that a census of the whole world should he taken. This first
census took place while Cyrinus was governor of Syria. And all were
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going, each to his own town, to register.
And Joseph also went from Galilee out of the town of Nazareth into
Judea to the town of David, which is called Bethlehem, being of the
family and house of David, to register together with Mary his espoused
wife who was with child.
And it came to pass while they were there, that the days for her to
he delivered were fulfilled. And she brought forth her first bom son,
wrapped him in swaddling clothes and laid him in a manger because
there was no room for them in the inn.
jf\.nd there were shepherds in the same district living in the fields and
keeping watch over their flocks by night. And behold, an angel of the
Lord stood by them and the glory of God shone about them and they
feared exceedingly.
And the angel said unto them.
e Do not be afraid, for behold, I bring you good news of great joy
which shall be to all the people, for today, in the town of David, a
Savior has been bom to you who is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a
sign to you; you will find an infant wrapped in swaddling clothes and
lying in a manger.”
And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly
host praising God and saying,
r Glory to God in the highest and on earth peace, good will toward
men.” The Gospel according to St. Luke.
WINTER HAS STILLED THE SINGING BROOK - THE PALE SUNLIGHT
STRIKES FIRE ON THE ICY PRISMS OF THE TREES, AND ON THE SEQUINED
SNOW. BUT THE JOY OF CHRISTMAS WARMS EVERY HUMAN HEART.
The KENDALL Company
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