Bonners Ferry herald. [volume], December 17, 1918, Image 10

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OT long ago there lived In
the dty of Marseilles an old
shoemaker, loved and hon
ored by all his neighbors,
who called him
Martin." One Christmas eve
father Martin, who had been reading
the story of the three wise men who
brought their gifts to the Infant Jesus,
said to himself:
"If only tomorrow were
Christmas day and the Savior
coming to this world tonight how I
would serve and adore him ! I know
very well what 1 would give him."
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He arose and took from a shelf two
little shoes. "Here Is what I would
give him, my finest work,
pleased his mother would be !
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what am I thinking of?" he continued,
smiling. "Does the Savior need my
poor shop and my shoes7"
But that night Father Martin had
a dream. Tie thought that the voice
of Jesus himself said to him: "Martin,
you have wished to see mè. Watch
the street tomorrow from morning un
til evening, for I shall pass your way."
When he awoke the next morning,
Father Martin, convinced that what
he had dreamed would surely take
place, hastened (o put his shop In
order, lighted his fire, drunk his coffee
and then .seated himself at the win
dow to watch the passersby.
The first person he saw was a poor
street sweeper, who was trying to
warm himself, for It was hitter cold.
"Poor man 1" said Martin to hlm
He must be very cold. Sup
self.
pose I offer him a cup of coffee."
He tapped on the window and called
to the man, who did not have to he
urged to accept (he steaming coffee.
After watching In vain tor an hour
Fattier Martin saw a young woman,
miserably clothed, carrying a baby.
Khe was so pale and thin that the
heart of the poor cobbler was touched,
and he called to her. "You don't look
very well," he said.
"1 am going to the hospital," replied
the woman. "I hope they will take me
In with my child. My husband Is at
■ca, I am sick and haven't a cent."
"Poor thing 1" said the old man.
"You must eat some bread while yon
are getting warm. No? Well, take a
cup of milk for the little one. Come,
warm yourself and let me take the
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It and found It delicious,
claims to have tasted the oldest Jam
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Britain Is now looking for the story
Ancient Jam Good
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One lady who hud obtained some o t times Its weight of prime meat.
the at present very rare commodity ;
discovered she had received one pot
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joke about has been In circulation In
London lately. It appears that two of "Plum and Apple" canned In 1812,
old ladle* of ninety recently departed
this life and when an Inventory of their •
effects was taken a large store of jam «
was discovered. This was soon dis
posed of and then comes the joke.
baby. Why [ Tuu haven't put hi a
shoes on."
"He hasn't any." sighed the woman.
"Walt a minute. X have a pair."
And the old man brought the shoes
which he had looked at the evening
before and put them on the child's
feet. They fitted perfectly.
Hour after hour went by, and al
though many people passed the win
dow, the Muster did not oorae. When
It grew dark the old man sadly began
to prepare his humble supper. "It was
a dream," he murmured. "Well, I did
hope. But he has not come." After
supper he fell asleep In his chair.
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Watched the Passersby.
people whom he had aided during the
day, and each one asked of him In
turn: "Have you not seen me?"
"But who are you?" cried the shoe
maker to all these visions.
Then the little child pointed to the
Bible on the table, und his rosy finger
showed the old man this passage;
"Whosoever shall receive one of
these little ones receiveth me."
anhungered and ye jjave me meat; I
was thirsty and ye guve me drink; I
was a stranger and ye took me In.
. . . Verily I say unto you. Inas
much as ye have done It unto one of
the least of these my brethren ye have
done It unto me." . 1
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HROUGHOUT this
Christmastide and
Coming Y ear may we con^
stantly give that greatest gift
of love — Service — to the
cause of right and justice, to
our fellow man and to our
Country. Thus giving wc
shall merit that joy which
comes only to those of whom
Christ said: "Well done."
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Oh, Teddy Beer. I'm glad you
came,
I like wild animals what's
tame.
Pm not afraid to squeeze you
tight,
'Cause you won't soad or snap
or bite.
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Togezzer we will romp and
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t time* loo my dearie
You'll snuggle by me in my
bed.
Il I am cross, you will not
care.
You'll always be my Teddy
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Writes Out the Entire Bible
A remarkable achievement Is the
writing of the entire Bible, the work
Hugh Russell of Montreal. The volume
; la scarcely larger than the old-style
family Bible, and every paga has been
written xt'lth the greatest care, requlr
lpg an lnflnlte amount of patience and
reverence such as would recall the
work of the medieval monk.
mj. Russell, who Is a Presbyterian
*ad i devout believer in the Book
Christmas Superstitions
in Homes of Our Allies
E OF the new world and
the modern customs are al
ways deeply Interested In
any quaint beliefs or un
usual mannerisms of the
countries across the ocean.
Particularly have the habits of Eng
land and France held us; the former
because she Is our mother country, the
latter because of the unquenchable
dear memory of Lafayette, and more
recently because of that some spirit so
gloriously upheld today by France's
noble sons. And this holiday time
finds us with our eyes turned thither
ward for a more poignant reason—for
there aren't many homes who cannot
claim a father, a son or a brother "over
there."
And It Is well to know some of the
homely, sweet little superstitions
which prevail among the people of our
allies.
In England and In Scotland the say
ing goes that It Is unlucky for anybody
but a brunette to first cross the thresh
old on Christmas morning.
To bake bread on Christmas day Is
praiseworthy, and loaves baked then
will never grow moldy. In these times
of scarcity of flour, the poor loaves do
not stand half a chance to mold I
Woe to the housewife who on this
day turns u mattress. It bodes 1U luck
for the whole year.
A superstition which had Its origin
In Devonshire tells us that It Is had
form and 111 luck Indeed not to wish
the bees good morning and the compli
ments of the season. On Christmas eve
the hives are decorated with springs
of green and a bit of red ribbon. 'Tls
also said that bees sing all night on
Christmas eve. But bees are rather
perpetual singers, anyway.
The graceful traditions prevail. In
northern England and Wales, that the
birds and beasts have some mystic
connection with the Nativity. Hence,
the farmers and landowners purchase
sheaves of oats from little boys who
sell them nS our boys sell holly. These
bundles are placed In convenient high
places In trees and fences, that the
birds may partake. The cattle, sheep,
goats, and oven the pigs, are all given
double the amount of feedings on
Christmas morning.
In Lyons, France, at the Foundling
hospital, a very pretty custom Is to
w St come the first baby that arrives
wMb special honors—a bertbboned
cradle, padded basket, soft clothing,
■oUcdtude and a bestowal of gifts, and
careful attention.
nUtlon of the i>oor welcome given to
Vm Child of Bethlehem 20 centuries
and a beautiful thought It la.
provinces in France It
Considered bad luck to cross a strange
threshold on Christmas day.
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some
Books, began his work of transcribing
the Bible into manuscript Is 18»4, and
finished It on St. Andrew's day, 1916.
The work was done In odd moments
leisure during these 23 years. The
book In manuscript form ruas to 1,987
pages
handwriting, almost half-printing.
ts perfectly legible, and Mr. Ilussell
he would be willing to offer $100
for any error or omission found ln
and Is written In a peculiar
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Santa Claus, I'm waiting here
For you to come with your reindeer,
mËq And bring the toys you've got for me
tfmrvC Right down into this chimmeny.
AÎ Can't Keep my head up very straight,
n^v^So hope you won't be awf'ly late.
Might go to sleep in this big chair.
So Santa, if you really care
To meet me, as I hope you do.
You'll maKe your reindeer come right thru.
'Cause if this date you're going to Keep,
Do hurry 'fore I go to sleep.
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Spirit
N THE grim business of war,
and under the spur of con
servation pleas wrongly un
derstood, there Is danger
this year that something of
the Christinas spirit will be
Never before has It been more
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important that It should not be.
Christmas spirit as well as civilization
and liberty must be saved. The world
Is In the midst of a war that Is wrench
log men's hearts; a nation that has
made peace its emblem Is throwing It
self and every resource Into the con
flict ; on all sides sons have parted
from mothers and fathers ; news of
casualties is being received. Under
such circumstances It might be natural
for the weak to yield to depression.
This roust not be. There Is a brave
and cheery side to the picture, which
must he kept constantly In our hearts
and minds.
Preserving and accelerating the
Christmas spirit of other years will
help do this ; omission of the usual
acts of kindness and generosity will
add needlessly to the depression that
all are trying to drive from them.
Heart* were never In greater need of
cheering than this year. Nor was
there ever greater need for an outlet
of the spirit of kindness and generos
ity In man. We are engaged In the un
pleasant business of bringing to her
senses by force a brutal government.
That Is the task of the hour. Hut It
should not be permitted to blind our
eyes to the things wholly of the spirit,
to dull sensibilities Into disregard of
obligations less pressingly Important,
but equally essential to the preserva
tion of tho finest typo of American
manhood and womanhood. That Is
why charities in war times should be
more generously supported than In
days of peace; why this Christmas
should be made. If possible, cheerier
and happier than any Christmas that
baa gone before.
There are some people who cannot
afford to observe this Christmas as
they have observed It In years pre
ceding. There are others who can bet
ter afford to be generous than ever.
AH should give In proportion. There
Is uo reason why they should not, and
every reason why they should. Not to
do so will be unpatriotic and selfish.
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CHICKENS "MOTHER" EMOTIONAL DOG
A woman In the suburbs keeps two
tiens as "company" for her dog. The
three play together by the hour, and
when they get tired o i playing they
talk. The woman says so. And as
she owns the hens and the dog and Is
around to watch, what she says ought
to go.
So they talk.
Hens are not temperamental, but
dogs are full of emotion*.
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\ Wherever there is poverty
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J Wherever ona ! weeping
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J Wherever sadness hovers
May joy come Christmas day.
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J May friends now separated
Soon reunited be,
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Upon his Christinas tree.
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The Hidden Burden
If we knew the inner life of many
of the people we meet, we would ha,
very gentle with them and would ex- 1
cuse the things In them that seeosij
strange to us. They are carrying bur
dens of secret grief which we do not.
begin to know.—J. R. Miller, D. D.
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thing, this especial dog Is scared to
death of thunderstorms—so:
Every time a storm came up last
summer, the hens would fly into the
chicken house at the first rumble and
the dog would follow and sprawl him
self on the floor. And the hens would
cover him over with their wings.
Which helps out the Idea that ani
mals are Included In the dictum that
It Is not good for man to be alone.