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Christmas in % Holy tana
This i> tin- second in-d ulment of
:i three-part stor> h> Miss Rubin
stein, \v ho has just returned from
’l'll** Hol> Land.
\\ rittcn Kspfciall.i for (.'cltrul Press
mol fho Henderson Dispatch
Our d:iv«-i tun ed his head and an
nounced "Be! hl< ilelli."
Hefure ill* dm i of the car had even
hern opened, the horde of beggars,
guides. souvenir rollers swarmed
down upon u- like the locusts.
M.v e.-eort h ■! a l iim grip ui*on my
i n as he |.|o’. died hi' way through
oie tin on-, purdiiny the red-fezzed
-.Hides a id. who in an insinuating
\oiee wlii pend, "if tnadame wishes
i" interest In i'i if, it will cost her
nothing, nothin- ,t all."
Ills Engli.-li uiu not h('l|), his
French uid i.ot help, «> finally my
I’alestmi. i f/i< i•.I had to turn upon
his eour,; r ymen in hi.-, own native
lonvue <d \rahie. I or tight the fre
‘pient use of the word "yallah" whieli
if -• •i< 1 aer.’iy. means "go away," and
if uttered with spirit means “go to
hell. - ’
NO All)
10ven thi \rahie did not hc-lp, for
they oni.v e.owded clos •r, their plead
ing tone- t : air- to a sort of snarling
■At In ■■ " stood in front of the nyis
■'-ive dooi i die Chuich of the Nati
vity winch ands. according to tra
dit ion "! tin spot of the famous vil
lage ini'
A i <de// d Arab in European
'‘‘‘ 1 Mu* i'ower of Sale contained
1 ;- : *«d o : 11 ust dated April 19.
1 1 * • »iii O.itn icl Reed and his wife.
*.md\ I •argn.ve Reed, to the undei
iened ’i’ •n-! ei recorded in Book 151.
page It; i vvui clj at Public Auction
lot easli oi. Monday, January 21, 1935
::l 1 I>oor in flendersop
' iwelvi i eini‘l; n< ~. the following
.. •' i""' ’ HOI feet from
N lit bush Clerk on the line of the
AJJen uid Robert E.
1 ' ! nee following: the
h i icing In’*- *• tv.-een the Allen Har
grovT- land and Luna Bullock, South
[]; Eas ; i 2091) f( “' '< a stone on the
\.est side of the road, and thence
along: said to; d in a Westerly direc
tion 010 feet to the line of James
Hargrove, thence North 7t ]-•> up.
grees West ro the line of Roht. E
Scott as di I'Cribed by a con tout line
which has an elevation of 26h feet
above si a love] as determined from
''"'■h ina- v i | ttip (’i)iti cl States
Geological Survey at Clarksville, Vir
ginia; then (a Southerly along said
< ontoui line to the place es beginning.
Containing approximately 28 acres
and being- a part of tract No. 5 of
the W. H Bin well estate. See Map
lk ok A page 23 of Vance County.
This Dtcomber the 20th, 1931.
1 urlei tie Rower cf sale contained
in a Oeed of Trust dated Apri] IP,
y from jame Hargrove and his
if*, Emily Hargrove, to the ttnder
-1 ed Tui: in, recorded in Book 151
l’ ; I will sell at public auction
’ ea li 111 Monday January 21 1935,
the (k urihonm Door in Henderson
twelve o'clock noon, (he following
described real estate:
Begin at a point 2555 feet from Nut
l u-b Creek, run thencp North 71 1-2
rci. West 1705 feet to the road,
' '’iK' 1 along thi toad northerly 510
B't to a stake, thencp South 74 1-2
d'gre. s East to the line of Robert
1. Scott as described by contour line
Lich has elevation of 268 feet above
level as determined from the
neh mark of the United States Geo
l- ieal survey at Clarksville, Vir
mia; thence northerly along said
■ nntoiii to the place of beginning.
r 'Maining approximately 28 acres,
1 bi<- n part so tract No. 5 of the
H. Burweli estate. See Map Book
pnge 23 Vance County.
This December 20th, 1934.
Tl.p Church of the Nativity, site of the ou 77 T
j, • ic «( mt manger. Observe soldier on guartL
clothes, jangled a large chain of keys.
He was the guard of this great basil
ica which was erected by the Emper
or Constantine in A. D 330.
My escort explained that this Mos-
11 @ (0) Sis te r
PLin L.i.,,.. £
fthAD i rna t ntts'i .
Leila Madison u rending a tetter
'rom her younger sister /Set , who is
inclined to be reel,less. The orphaned
Madison girts liie with their Aunt
Minnie, member of the. oldest family
'■n I 1 crnivood Manor. Leila is amazed
<o learn that Bet is about to marry
* carpenter. As Leila prepares to
Irive into New York to halt her sis
er's elopement, she meets Orton
/ ohnston-Hedgcs, her young aristo
cratic neighbor, whom she expects
to marry. Leila wonders just horc
she is going to prevent the elope
ment as she and Jane, her don, speed
toward Here York City
* venue. ... A struggle through traf
fic on a horrible left turn to the vil
lage. . . . The street where this per
formance was being staged . . . the
studio, after an agony of effort to
park in too short a space; locking
Jane in; dually unlocking and re
moving Jane, who was howling her
head off in away that might as well
he given in to first as last; and then
Mairs, stairs, more hot stairs and un
friendly doors or gaping doors with
hot people inside them.
Leila stopped a moment. She
would have remembered how much
hotter it always was in the city .Iran
the country. Jane wound herself and
her leash delightedly about Leila’s
stooped to untangle lier
finished by this last trivial
thing even to scold the dog.
‘■f’rn in n hurry. Mind letting me
get by?” demanded a man’s crisp
Leila lifted herself, still panting
from the effort of getting Jane un
wound without injury to her legs or
her feelings; an orange-and-brown,
scarf which took this moment to
come untied made things even worse
than they should he. It was one of
’hose moments when you fee) eter
nally snared. Leila felt as if the
tangle of clothes and leash and dog
was insoluble exactly as the other
('angle up a flight of stairs was also.
She did not know that the tears of
axoitement in her yellow-brown eyes
end the hot flush from stooping made
her completely lovely as she straight
ened and looked up w r ith wliat she
supposed to be desperation, but what
looked like despair.
“Why. you poor kid!” said the
voice, softening. It issued from a
young man with his hat a little on
one side; a long young man with a.
brown suit. a. small black mustache,
.unused blue eyes between black
(ashes, and a general air of alert,
detached kindliness. He dropped ex
pertly on both knees on the .stair be
low her. He unwound her as if she
bail been his nice, rather silly little
“There you are. wedding guest,”
lie added. “I suppose you’re a wed
ling guest or you and the dog
wouldn't be getting in a snarl on
this particular stairway at two.” He
lusted off his knees and waited for
her to continue to ascend. “What
ispecial thrill do you seek?”
There was something about him
that was cheering. “None. I live in
Westchester and T want to make all
Ihe money T possibly can. and I’m
quite law-abiding,” she said, using
*he smile and long-eyelashed charm
she usually reserved for Orton and
log shows.
“Then.” said the young man with '
tbn brown suit and the blue eyes,
■what on earth are you and the dog)
-and I may say he’s a very good '
log at that—doing here?”
“Comes to that, what are you ?"
She had Jane under her arm new j
•4ul the scarf over it. and she felt |
HiMiHl. The stairs were old and
i lends family httd guarded the Church
of the Nativity for several centuries.
As he fitted the huge key into the
door of i lie church, which looks more
like a fortress or a prison, I thought
Ei .
“I’m on a rescue mission.”
wide—it had been a grand house in
its day—and they were moisting
side by side. )
“Me? Oh. on a rescue mission—
highly ungrateful one. Youngs fool.
Lot of fellows that aren’t by any
means fools using his trusting na
ture lor all it’s worth. Just at pres
ent they're being helped by a girl,
probably as tricky as they make ’em.
I'm rather hopelessly about to try
to break up a carefully staged un
marriage ceremony. Little
bell. trial marriage went out in Rus
sia. even, a couple of years ago.”
Leila stopped at the head df the
stairs. All her feeling of friendship
and safety, of having found some
body who was on her side, vanished.
She could have slapped the blue
eyed man.
“How dare you talk that way
about my poor little sister!” she said.
“Os course, being u friend of yours,
you think the man is a hopeless, en
trapped angel, lie is nothing of the
sort. A brutal, irresponsible cad.
dragging an inexperienced young girl
into trouble!” ;
“Oh. I say, it Is your sister? Sorry
and all that. Impression I got was
she did all the dragging. . . . And
you’re not such a graybeard your
self, you know.”
He smiled at her winningly but she
said nothing. She went on up the
hall toward the next flight. Three
flights of stairs on a hot day were
not the best possible background for
cold dignity, but she felt she was
doing pretty well. His voice went
on behind her; his capable hand
slipped under her elbow and helped
her balance the wriggling Jane.
“Nice lady! Please, kind lady, let
bygones be bygones! We’re here on
the same errand. Come on, let the
intellect rule the motions. And let
the dog walk upstairs. It’s on a
leash. If it won’t follow, it can drag.
He took over the leash, gave Jane
a push, and when she dropped to the
floor said, "Come on, pup,” which she
| did.
"Thank you,” Leila said unwilling
ly And more unwillingly. “You are
“Not that T think there’s a lot we
can do.” said the young man in
brown. “Your name is Madison, f
suppose- -or Is Bet Madison’s jmmb*
it strange that one of the wto holie« L
spots in Cnriotiaiiity’s history should
be guarded by an infidel t: 0 that faith.
Later, when I returned to the Y.
M. C. A.. I put the question to Mat
thew Crackel. himself a devout Chris
tian, and a former Clevelander., in
charge of the hoys' work at the Y.
M. C. A.
"Os course, we had to put a Moslem
Ihere to keep our Christians from kill
ing each other.” Crackel commented,
very bitterly. He pointed out that
the soldier on guard fully armed in
the little chapel which professes to
be the actual place where Christ was
born, is not merely decorative. That
the present truce between the pres
ent members of the Church of Christ
is a sullen one and apt to flare up
at any moment.
This explained the competitive eag
erness which each priest resplendent
in costly garb, heavily embroidered
in gold and silver, sought to sprinkle
one with holy water from his personal
fount, even though one had just had
a liberal anointing from the priest
next door.
After each sprinkling, the priest
stands w’ith a look of patient expec
tancy on his face and after one gives
him the coin or coins, he examines
them carefully and a bit supercili
ously. 1 *1
No photographs can be taken of the
Church of the Nativity, which inside
looks like an immense ballroom, sadly
desolate. But the many guides who
sell you tapers to light your way
about, have many postcard pictures
of the interior, w’hich one can buy.
From the vast room one descends
a flight of narrow steps into the
Grotto of the Nativity. In. this under
ground cave, it is claimed that Christ
was born, although he read in the
Bible that it was in a house the wise
men found the Holy Babe with his
The cave itself is about the size
and shape of a railway corridor car
riage. some*V33 feet long by 1L feet
wide and TO feet in height. Tt has a
cove roof/ is lined with stiff painted
canvas and is furnished as a chapel.
In a small cell, leading off the main
- grotto is a ledge upon which the
manger (according to our self-ap-
I pointed guide 1 once rested. The lit
: tie place has of course its altar. The
I manger itself is said to he lodged
'in the church of Santa Maria Mag
■ giore in Rome.
one of those numerology ones?** *
“My name’s Madison, Leila.”
“Mine’s Redmond, Jerry. Now the
thing to do.” said Jerry, immediately
taking charge, “is- to split up. You
tackle your sister. I’ll tackle Addi
“All right. But why,” she found
time to say, as they gained the door,
opened it a crack and stood in the
waft of Incense covering cooking
which was the normal aroma of
Edna’s studio, "are you bothering?”
“He was the kid brother of my
roommate at Yale.” said Jerry Red
mond. With one phrase he had
shattered her picture.
“But he isn’t a kid brother of any.
body at Yale. He’s a carpenter,*
she said. “Look here, you must be
going to the wrong place.”
“He’s going to go off with a girl
named Bet Madison, isn’t he, a sort
of long-armed girl with enormotis
eyes with rings under them, and a
dark skin? And she's sort of arty,
and —and likes him a lot?”
What the end would haveueen but
for sparing her feelings. Leila did not
like to consider. His description of
Bet was good as far as it went, and
she nodded reluctantly.
He let the door shut, and paused
to answer her.
“Yes. he is a kid brother, or was.
He went, to Yale bimself. A9 for
being a carpenter, any union would
throw him out on his ear. but l think
he does go round trying to be one.
Look here. I see the picture you have
of him. but you’re all wet He isn’t
a brutal and gay deceiver, dragging
your sister down to unmarried car
pentry, girl. He’s a romantic little
radical of an old-fashioned pattern.
He got it all out of quite outdated
books, from what I car discover.
His unmarriage ideas are purely
matters of principle, lie’s what used
to be called, in the dark ages before
the modern, practical variety of it
got to bo fashionable, a parlor pink.
It’s really revolt against a bossy’ fa
ther, but he doesn't know it yet.”
“Oh, dear." said Leila with a long
breath. "I don’t know whether that's
better or worse.”
“Well. I didn’t want him to get
into trouble abducting this terrible
female I’d made up. either!" R e< j.
Our self-appointed guide, in wheed- i
ling tones, asked whether we desired
to see some more sacred objects. Then
with his tall candle (which he sold
again and again for two plasters) the
guide lighted us into a complex sub
terranean pasage which contained a
curious and miscellaneous collection
of sacred oddments, such, for ex
ample, as the Chapel of the Innocents,
where many children were slain by
the order of Herod, the spot where
Joseph received the command of the
angel to flee into Egypt, the tomb of
St. Jerome, the cave in which he
lived and the graves of certain of his
As we ascended back into the chuch
we were beseiged again by postcard
venders who sought to assure me that
they had ‘‘nice pictures, madame,
good pictures, madame," and when I
shook my head, the prices began to
some down.
After the keeper of the keys had
been tipped generously enough to me
rit a reverent hand to his head and
then to his heart as he murmured,
“Ma Islamah, effendi” (farewell, aris
tocrat) we set out toward our car.
It was almost impossible, for not
only the adult beggars but the chil
dren set upon us now. One young
ster, so tattered that I wondered how
his clothes stayed upon him, had a
beguiling smile. “Stana” (wait) was
the only Arabic word I knew, and I
used it on him, while I snapped open
my camera.
When I had shut my camera, one of
; the guides who had whispered “If
] madame wishes to interest herself it
j will cost her nothing, nothing at all”,
j turned on my escort savagely. “Tell
the American lady that she must not
take such pictures of our people back
to her America.’’
“Why do you let them beg like
that?” I asked.
“Does it not say in your Bible that
it is more blessed to give than to re
! ceive?” the young man asked, as he
doffed his red fezz. with a mocking
The town of Bethlehem is a dreary
Arabian village, which lives obvious
ly from tourist trade. As one walks
through it, attempts are made to sell
me holy water and crucifixes which
came “from the Crucifix on which
Jesus himself was nailed, madame,”
Guides offer to take one to visit holy
: spots. In short, Bethlehem seems to
exist only for the American tuorist.
The ride from Bethlehem to Jeru
salem was a quiet one. I was pon
dering upon the fact that nowhere in
Bethlehem had I seen any of the
Christmas spirit or atmosphere that
jjs so evident in our country. Not a
j single holy wreath, not a glimpse of
a Christmas tree, only—outstretched
In Jerusalem we had to leave our
car at a distance fiom the church, be
cause it could not go down the nar
row and winding Via Dolorosa. Pung
ent, very earthy odors assailed our
nostrils forcefully as we walked along
the Path of Pain, where worthy pil
grims knelt sobbing to kiss the filthy
As we approached the Church of
the Holy Sepulchre, I thought we
were in another bazaar street, for
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The Christian Home
(.The International Uniform Lesson |
on the above topic- for December 23
is Luke 2:8-19, and Ephesians 6:1-4,
the Golden Text being- Luke 2:14,
“Glory to God in the highest, and on
earth peace among men in whom he
is well pleased.” >
Christmas is primarily a home fes- j
tival and pre-eminently the children's j
festival. That Bethlehem stable was j
in fact the very first Christian home. 1
The highest tribute ever paid th;?
home as an institution was God’s wil
lingness to indwell the humble home J
of the village carpenter of Nazareth.
Christ’s nativity sanctifies childhood,
motherhood and home as nothing else
could have done.
"No Room for Them”
Mary must have longed for a visit
to the old ancestral home at Bethle
hem, for it was not necessary that
she accompany Joseph on the 70-mile
journ »j from Nazareth to Bethlehem.
The City of David was her other
home, and she gladly accompanied
Joseph as he went up at Caesar’s
command to be enrolled for taxation.
But their ancestral city was not as
glad to see. them as they -were to see
it. “There was no room for them its
the inn.” Herein is suggested our
privilege and duty of making room
in our homes for those away from
home at Christmas time. It may be
that inasmuch as -we do this to them
we do upto him for who - -'thle
hem’s innkeep had no ro. There
is also the peril that an. the
Christmas rush and elsewhere thro
ugh the year we let material inter
ests and social engagements crowd
out Christ and find no room for him
in the inn of our hearts and lives.
“Be It Ever So Humble”
“Be it ever so humble, there’s no
place like home.” And no home is
so humble or lowly that Christ re
fuses to make it his home if bidden
welcome there. His first home was
a stable and his first bed a manger.
That the poverty or riches of the
home have little to do with its hap
piness is witnessed by this manger
scene of the happy Nazareth family
in Bethlehem’s stable. God’s interest
in the poor and lowly is evident in
his choice of the carpenter’s home
fer the rearing of the world's Saviour.
Consistent with this was his choice
of humble shepherds as the ones to
hear the glorious music of angelic
hosts sing “Glory to God In the high
est, and on earth peace among men
in whom .he is well pleased.”
Home Enriched by Christ.
Paul's words, “In everything ye are
enriched bv him,” are especially ap
plicable to Christ’s enrichment of
lined up on one side was a long \
stretch of low tables, on which were |
heaped souvenirs of a religious na
ture and behind these tables, mer- j
chants who enticed you with “hello, j
madame, cheap, hello, madame, very j
Next : The Church of the Holy
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heme and family life. Contrast any
typical Christian home with a typical
home in pagan lands and be con
vinced of the home’s debt to Christ
A stable radiates the giory of God if
he is there. A palace is Darren and
forbidding if he be not there. His pre
sence and the peace he comes to
bring perpetually create the joy of
which the angels spake as “good tid
ings cf great joy for all people.” The
happiness of the home is not centered
in material things. The swaddling
clothes, the stable and manger of
Bethlehem brand as a lie the state
ment “When poverty comes in the
door, love jumps out the window.”
Where Christ abides joy abides re
gardless cf wealth or poverty. His
presence with his peace and good will
and tidings of great joy are the first
and chief requisites of those who
would make a happy home in which
every day is a "Merry Christmas”
because every day Christ is permit
led to dwell in their hearts through
■ I know not how that Bethlehem »
Could in the God-head be;
1 only know the Manger Child
Has brought God's life to me.”
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wdAl fg-i Nara( «h
~0 cBJ PB,ST
, Or (M G-Tr vtoes
Having qualified as Executor of the
Estate of Otho L. Stewart, late of
Vance County. North Carolina, this 1h
to notify all persons having claims
against the Estate of said deceased
to exhibit them to the Undersigned
at Henderson, N. C„ on or before the
1 15th, day of December, 1935, or this
I notice will be pleaded in bar to t.hetr
! recovery. All persons indebted to said
J estate will please make immediate
i payment. >y
This 151 li, day of December, 1934.
Executor of the Estate of Olho -•
L. Stewart.
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