The Centre reporter. (Centre Hall, Pa.) 1871-1940, December 23, 1937, Image 3

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ACK and Ellen Dyson couldn't
J find a thing for which they could
be thankful and merry this
Christmas—Jack out of work and
Ellen with so little in the house left
for meals. But to make matters
worse, shortly after Jack left, Ellen
missed the emerald setting out of
her ring. She hadn't worn it for a
long time but it had been her great-
—— -
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Jack and Ellen Joined Hands and
Danced About in Their Joy.
est consolation—if the “worst came
to worst’’—it could be sold.
with it gone!
“Five presents here and they
aren't from the five and ten, either,
Jack! I know, you took my emer-
ald to buy these, didn’t you?’ Ellen
cried out, something she would’t
have said had her nerves and pa-
tience not been frayed to the thin
edge.
“You honestly think that of me,
Ellen? If that's the way you feel,
all right, think what you please!”
Neither of them realized that they
were hardly accountable for their
mutual lack of understanding.
Tears fairly blinded Ellen as she
went out to bring in the little red
hen, the last member of their little
flock. She kept thinking that at
least this, her last offering to the
holiday dinner, was honest.
Then suddenly she caught sight of
the familiar emerald—there in the
little red hen’'s insides was hidden
the gem she had thought poor Jack
had taken. It took but a moment or
two to wash up, snatch up the em-
erald and dash into the workroom
where she went to her knees before
her husband.
“Forgive?
wonder.
fool I'd have gone on and explained
myself. You see, darling, on the
street today 1 found a packet of
their owner, he gave me twenty dol-
lars as a reward and after he found
out I was unemployed, he offered
me a beginner's job in his office!”
Even an old grouch would have
had to grin had he seen Jack and
Ellen then join hands and dance
about in their joy for a merry, lucky
Christmas!
© Western Newspaper Union
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Custom of Burning Yule
Log From Scandinavians
HE Christmas custom of burn-
ing the Yule log originated
among the ancient Scandinavians.
During the period of winter solstice,
they kindled great bonfires honor-
ing the god Thor. This was at the
feast of Juul. The Saxons and the
Goths also celebrated a winter fes.
tival which they called Jul, and so
we derive our expression of *‘Yule-
tide,” for the Christmas season
In the time of the feudal lords,
the cutting down and bringing in of
the huge Yule log, or *‘clog' as it
was then called, was a ceremony of
great importance. One old writer
tells us that the Yule clog ‘‘was to
be lighted with a brand of the last
year's log, which had been care.
fully laid aside for the purpose,
and music was to be played during
the ceremony of lighting."
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: sighed as she
hrough the old
for the Christmas
Sighed, and felt
ashamed. For why should she be
lonely, with two fine grown
successful enough to satisfy
mother?
But Mrs. Greene missed her
tousled-headed lads, and as she fin-
gered the battered drum, the out-
grown mittens, the books and souve-
nirs, she felt a deep pang that no
one needed her any longer.
She found the decorations
bustled down. Mary, the
keeper the boys provided,
ished. There was really not
to be done. She thought c
tired Christmas eves,
stand the oppression of mem
no longer. “I'm going out.”
said, and with no other explanatios
vet out into the night.
RS. GREENE
rummaged t
M trunk
decorations
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sons,
any
It was crisp and starlit,
walked far. The light and warmth
of a cafe attracted her, and she
stopped for tea. Over the rim of
her teacup her eyes met those of a
small boy just outside the window.
He drew back shyly, leaving a moist
spot where his nose had touched the
pane. He looked very hungry, not
just the healthy hunger which her
sons had brought home from school,
but though he were really in
need. Mrs. Greene smiled and beck-
oned. “Come in,” she invited
and she
as
| food was too much.
| “That's better,” Mrs. Greene ap-
| proved, when he was seated oppo-
| site her, with a great bowl of soup.
“I just needed someone to talk to.”
| And before long she had heard the
| boy's whole story. Having no folks,
| he lived with an uncle, but he want-
| ed to get out on his own. There
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Some don't believe in him because
He makes them spend
T hey like to borrow,
That
| Which permeates this time of year.
but never lend
Christmas cheer
They are tight fisted cynics, these
They never know how presents please
The little kids, and others;
The sisters and the brothers ;
The caresworn dads and weary mothers.
They never learned to live
Because they never learned to give
You've got to plant before you reap.
{ If all you get you keep
Your soul gets barren, sterile, sour,
It takes the power
Of cheerful giving
To give a zest to Living
vs, and after
ng. He'd
he could
,
ow, if he
now where there's a bicycle
tanding useless in an attic corner."
| said Mrs. Greene. “It belonged to
| my sons. You shall have it.”
His shining eves made the whole
And Before Long She Heard the
Boy's Whole Story.
night seem brighter.
gether.
There was more than the bicycle.
It seemed a shame, Mrs. Greene
said, for mittens not to be used, and
these books, now, and—well, why
not? Mary would be scandalized,
and her sons might not understand-—
but there was their room, never
opened now-—
“Listen, lad,” she said. “I've
been aching my heart out for a son.
And you need a home. Couldn't we
give ourselves to each other for a
Christmas present? Won't you be
my son?”
“Gee!” cried the boy, voicing a
wonder of love and gratitude. “You
can sure have me, and Merry
Christmas! Merry, Merry Christ-
mas, Mother!”
© Western Newspaper Union,
They left to-
ENGLISH PLUM PUDDING
HERE are those to whom
Christmas dinner would not
be Christmas dinner without end-
ing with plum pudding. Scald
2% cups stale breadcrumbs with
1 cup cream. Cream % pound
beef suet and add to it % cup
brown sugar, % cup corn syrup,
5 well-beaten eggs, % pound
chopped citron, % pound cur-
rants, 2 teaspoons baking powder
and % cup brandy or rum. Turn
into a buttered mold and steam
for 24 hours, 12 hours one day
and 12 hours the next. Turn into
a tin and seal until ready for use,
when it must be reheated for
serving. Serve with a sauce of
choice.
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-~ lift for the Year,
Milady? Then spruce up
Sew-Your-Own — the
easy way to chic. Here, for
instance, are three swell
swing models that will make you
modern as tomorrow and put you
he title, “best
Right now
New
material plus 8 yards of gros
grain ribbon to trim as pictured.
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