-Shavertown- ' “Red” Schwartz. Dallas 19 Happy New Year to all. St. Paul’s Choir to Sing Cantata Tomorrow evening at 7:30 p. m. at St, Paul's Lutheran church the choir will sing the new Christmas cantata, “His aNtal Day,’ as arranged and composed by Edward W. Norman. The choir is under the direction of K. G. Laycock, accompanied by Thomas Hontz, organist. A warm in- vitation is extended the, public to hear this musical story of the birth of Christ. YArrangement — Ring Belles of Christmas, choir: Prepare Ye the Way,” bass solo and chorus, Gus Adler and choir; Hark! What Mean Those Holy Voices? women’s trio, Betty Jane Laycock, Mae Hontz and Dorothy Eck; He Shall Be Great, choir; Softly the Night is Fallen, soprano solo and chorus, Betty Jane Laycock and choir; We Come to Worship Him, men’s chorus and tenor solo, M. J. Girton and chorus; O, Little Town 0f Beth- lehem, soprano solo, Betty Jane Lay- cock and choir; Steep, Holy Child, so- prano and alto duet, Mrs. George Russ and Mrs. Charles Dressel; Hail to the Lord’s Annointed, choir; Thou Didst T, Schwartz; Hear the Joy Bells Ring, Leave Thy Throne, alto solo, Mrs. I. soprano, duet and solo, Betty Jane Laycock and Mrs. L. T. Schwartz and choir; My Soul Doth Magnify the Lord,” finale by the choir. New Year Social A New Year social will be held at St. Paul's Imtheran church Monday evening at 7:30 p. m! in the church basement. Members of the Brother- hood and friends and the Ladies’ Auxiliary and members of the congre- gation are invited to attend. A good time is assured all who attend. Re- freshments wil be served and price of admission will be by arm’s lengti | stretch, but will not exceed 35 gents 20 cents. Come, | and no less than B. A. Guest. Hold Christmas Party The Christian Endeavor Society of Glen View ©. M. church held a Christ- mas party at the church parsonage recently. Short talks by members and a short held. Luncheon was served to the follow- ing: Mrs. George Nobel, Rev. and Mrs. Anthony Iveson, Mr. and Mrs. William Iveson, Mr. D2aiby, Mr. Con- nor, cd Evans, Ruth Evans, Lil- prof ‘Margaret Belford, Dr. Bodycomb. business session was Take Icy Plunge le skating Sunday Coolbaugh and Eleanor Court- had the misfortune of getting a coldy ducking’ when the thin ice hich they were skating on Young- 's porjd with a number of other peopl They were pulled out of ater Earl Schall. arles man also fell [ce bu ls able to come to shore elf. afternoon through ommunity Tree munity Christmas tree is ace at the corner of Center streets. The tree is larger rmér years and presents a tacle with its trimmings : lights. se Part! For Captain Scouts of Troop 9 gave gn, Mrs Harry Henry, & ty at he home of Mrs. e. Mi. Henry was pre- thre dozen assorted s, Mi! Eleanor Court- > the I sentation. Games hy Mr Martin Porter. heme: fere carried out htions ai. the favors were older yde of candy by The cles were lighted freshmes ‘were served troop ommittee mem- Shermai Schoeley, Mrs. art, Mrs Henry Sippel, 4 Porter, Is. Herbert Wil- Mrs. VerG to the follow- buts: Eny Preston, Mil- CharlottiMonk, Margaret hirley Mchler, . Emma er, Esthe Warden, Mae ne Hinz, wrjorie Hughes, i, Eleanorpurtright, Mar- tson, Elibeth Searfoss, sser, Vivii Eckert, Helen Dorothea Ayers, Grace na, Hunt, Marion Heale, ke, BeatriciVilltams, Hilda ‘Rebecca ’iatt and Mae sir Holdslanquet se's choirnjoyed a ban- ttle Inn bnday night as ev. J. J. Geary. The Inn pd for thchoir and was forated. (full course din- orved eft( which the or- nished mu: for dancing. wing men:rs of the choir Rev. J. (O’Leary, R. L. "Mrs. Ema Morris and Sheridg Wilkes-Barre; McCarthy, ch. bn Mrs. Rowley, P. M. McCarthy, J. ¥. Lyons, James Evers, Gerald Fox, Kingston; Mrs. Margaret Antanaitis, Mrs. Con- | Josephine Miller, | Mrs. Fred Miss Marian Williams, Fay Williams, Miss Florence Anstett, Mrs. Martin Bilbow and Mr. and Mrs. W. Arthur Blewitt. | rad Yeager, Miss Miss Gertrude Youngblood, Lohman, Every-Ready Class Holds Christmas Party The Ever-Ready Class of St. Paul's Lutheran held a Christmas party at the church basement recently. Games were played and an exchange of gifts among members brought much laughter. Luncheon was served. Those present were: Mrs. J. A. Batey, teacher of the class; Mildred Bunney, president; Viola Dressel, vice presi- dent; Meta Hoffman, secretary; Betty Jane Laycock, Ruth Berger, Dorothea Spade, Jean Davis, Ruth Laux, Alma Dierolf, oDrothy Holdredge and Mary Veitch. church Short Notes The Methodist choir started on Sun- day evening to sing Christmas carols. The Kellar class is in charge of trans- portation and the returns will be for the pipe organ fund. Last year the choir received $400. Miss Reba Jenkins returned to her home in New oYrk City after visiting her sister, Mrs. H. F. Henry. E. W. Piatt spent Sunday with his daughter Ellen at Philadelphia, who is in training at Jefferson hospital at that place. : “Jack” vication here with his parents. The local schools will reopen Thurs- day, January 2. Guernsey is spending his In answer to the question asked by the Shavertown correspondent in the Sunday Independent in regard to bas- ketball, we will say that we will take an interest in it and hope that seme day where the boys can do their stuff be- a place will be erected in town fore local people. Mr. and Mrs. Charles Ford of Lan- sing, Mich., formerly of Luzerne, were callers at the of Mr. C. W. Hoffman on Sunday. Helen Sunday home Garmot of Luzerne spent with Meta Hoffman of Main street. of Oliver's Mills was a visitor at the home of Mildred Miss Ruth Berger Bunney recently. SEEN AND HEARD By Will Wimble During an illness of the past week we were unable to get around like we should have, but we heard that Herm VanCampen got a deer while hunting with George Shaver and Henry Sipple in. Pike county. We wonder if Herm got it with that (?) dollar gun he pur- chased recently. ” The auditors of the township have been busy the past week auditing the books of the school directors, tax col- lector under the supervision of Stanley Davis. Lew Cottle and Xarl Monk have been busy the past week fixing up radio sets for a number of local people. and supervisors Sherman Wardan has a Christmas trees in his front lawn which he has illuminated at night. We don’t know whether Sherm did whether he “Let George do it.” ibuor “Red” Schwartz was the first one to turn the lights on the community tree Monday night. We saw you, “Red” and had to borrow a chair to reach the switch. The community Christmas tree is a pretty sight, especially at night Our hat is off we when it is illuminated. to the commitee in charge , as think it is about the prettiest com- munity tree we have seen this year. A number of local people have the proper by having their front lawns illuminated at night. We have noticed Mr. Wardan of Main street, Mr. Prutzman of Franklin street, Harold Lloyd of Cen- ter street, the community tree and Mr. Schall, Center street and Jacob Laux Christmas spirit and on Pioneer avenue. It has been rumored around town that the movement on foot to have a here in ‘the paid police department township is bumping into all kinds of obstacles and it looks as though ity One , of the petition will be a dead issue. supervisors, who signed the which was presented to the court, is now against the movement. A. number of St. Paul’s Brotherhood kidding Rev. Ruff about the coffee he served them at the meeting last wek, which rminds us of members were a sign we saw in a lunch room one time which read: “Don’t laugh at the coffee; you'll be old and weak some day yourself.” We wonder how the new justice of the peace is making out nowadays. We haven't been up that way lately and we wonder if that light has been at the lonely dark front of Johnson's residence erected spot in at ‘the DALLAS POST, SATURDAY, DECEMBER 28, 1929 Oo A Dollar Dinner for Four It’s possible to have a real dinner for four persons for only a dollar—provided you watch the sales and buy when prices are low. If you doubt it, look over the menu given below. The prices are average ones and may vary slightly in your community—but anyway, the meal is an inexpensive one. Tomato Soup—2¢ Fried Sausage—30¢ Bread und Butter—10c Red-hot Apple Sauce—10¢ Mashed Potatoes—10¢ Peach and Raisin Pie—20¢ Café Noir—5¢ Total Cost—94¢ a CAN of tomato soup will give 4 ample servings for four peo- “ple, and even some left over tor use next day as a 1aeat sauce. To make the red hot apple sauce, pour contents of an eight-ounce can of apple sauce into ‘a pan, add five of the little red, spicy candies known as ‘red-hots” and a dash of nut- ~: stir over the fire until the y is dissolved. “0 make the pie, turn the con- ¢ tents of an eight-ounce can of sliced "peaches and one-fourth cup of { Washed raisins into a sauce pan; For Incidentals—6¢ tablespoon sugar and onc lespoon flour and add it and half tablespoon lemon juice t. fruit. . Simmer five minutes. Line a pie tin one-half the usual size with plain pastry, pour in the peach .mixture, dot with butter and cross the top with narrow, twisted strips of pastry. Bake in a hot oven, 450° F., for ‘twenty-five: to thirty minutes. If the potatoes are garm:aed by sprinkling with paprika, tie lively color scheme of ‘the meal will be carried out further. and Mrs. | = ee IS 7 pH - LN Fish with Tin Tails QTE gigantic salmon industry {15 attempting to solve one of ‘the mysteries of nature by at- taching tin tags to the tails of sal- mon, caught as they start to swim out to sea, and offering a reward for any salmon so tagged when it returns in from two to seven years. The object is to make sure that salmon actually return to their birthplaces after their mysterious expeditions out to sea. It is well known that the fish are born in fresh water streams fed by springs or the melting ice of glaciers. Then the baby fish travel down to the ocean and dis- appear. Where they go, no one knows, but, when fully grown, they are supposed to return to the mouth of the strcam where they were born, and start back up the river to spawn and die. The great sal- mon fleets which await them an- nually take up their positions at the mouths of these rivers and catch and can the salmon when they are in the finest condition. Make Marvelous Food Mystery, or uo mystery, the sal- mon is a marvelous food fish. Here is a recipe for canned salmon which has been tested and found tooth- some : 3 Salmon au Gratin: Fork togeth- er lightly thtee cups of salmon, two cups of mashed potatoes, six table- spoons of milk, six tablespoons of melted butter, and salt and pepper. Pile lightly in a buttered baking dish. Sprinkle one-half cup of grated cheese over the top, then crumbs over ‘that. Brown in a moderate oven, 375° F., for about twenty minutes.* corner of Franklih avenue angdChest- 5 } A Celestial Menu GTHE story of the Graf Zep- a pelin’s world tour is now his- tory, and history also to its passengers is the food provided by Heinrich Zubie, chief steward on the huge craft. They undoubt- edly cherish memories of the flight, but don’t you think that some of them have also just a reminiscent tickle of the palate when they think of the things that Zubie got from Louis Sherry when the big airship left. New York, and which he served to them far up in the air. An Astonishing Menu ed asparagus, sour gherkins, and special table water’ were also among the provisions put on board. The fresh fruits included grape- fruit and oranges and the fresh meats served were sirloin steaks, lamb, tongue, and Virginia and domestic hams. Bread and cake in large cartons, as well as tasty tarts were taken along on the airship. Even Ice Included To keep all the foodstuffs fresh, and in order to be able to serve cold what should be served cold in this celestial menu, dry ice was These foods included, among | included with the food cargo. Fly- other things, three hundred one- [ing may in time become common- gallon cans of soups, relishes, | place, but there was nothing com- meats, fish, es, French | monplace about the canned and dressing, mayo catsup and | fresh foods provided for this great sauces. Potats -hips, caviar, peel- [initial flyine adventure ® / Ri Y WN NA 2 dif WU BN Si By Robert ATILDA CUMMINGS looked soberly out of ‘her kitchen window across; the fields of snow which lay to the westward. The afternoon sun was dancing on the white crystals, but it was not the dazzle of light which brought the puzzled look into her eyes, or knitted her brows in a slight frown of perplexity. Half a mile across those white fields lay the homestead of Arthur Birch. A tiny spiral of blue smoke’ spun -upwards from snow-covered roofs, suggesting comfort and do- mestic activities. Susie Birch, that would be, Matilda reflected, busy with her Christmas preparations. Susie was fourteen now, and al- most as useful about the house as A woman, Matilda thought of the year and a half that had passed since that unhappy day, and her heart warmed again with woman’s sym- athy for Arthur Birch, She was In a position to sympathize, for her pwn widowhood dated back eight years. Carl, her boy, had been seven then; now he was taller than she, and as good as a man. Through all these years Arthur, In his gentle, inarticulate way, had made his friendship plain to her, and she had accepted it as from a good neighbor and the hus- band of her particular friend, Jes- sie Birch. Now, with Jessie gone, it was not so easy to accept. There were gossiping tongues, and Matilda had caught some echoes of the morsels they were tossing about. That was why a puzzled frown farkened her eyes as she looked across the white fields toward the homestead of Arthur Birch. She wondered if anything had reached his ears. She was recalled from her reverie by the sound of sleighbells at the door, and Carl’s cheery voice calling, “All right, mother! All aboard!” The boy rushed in. but as her eyes turned to him he “Something wrong, asked. Matilda smiled bravely at her big man. Should she tell him? She tapped his arm with an af- sobered. mother?” be lectionate hand, “Ready in a min- ate, son. I was day-dreaming.” But he knew. “You are troubled. mother.” His words were an in- vitation to confidence. She made a quick decision. "All right, Carl. I'll tell you. You know that every year since your fa- ther left us Mr. Birch has sent a Christmas remembrance,” The boy smiled broadly. “Yep. A pig. A dressed pig. Always left on the porch sometime Christmas eve.” t She answered his smile. “An unusual kind of gift, Carl, but a very practical one. And now— perhaps you don’t = understand, Carl, but now that Mrs. Birch is gone it is a little different, don't you see?” Carl’s shoulders came back and his jaw stiffened. “Have ‘people been talking? Just let me hear them!” 2 His eagerness to spring to her defense pleased her, but this was not a matter in which physical force could be employed. “No, that would not do any good,” she an- swered kindly. “And people will talk, you know. I hope Arthur won’t send one this year.” “Why don’t you tell him?” “That is not so easy to do. If he has heard the talk he. won't gend it. If he hasn’t—but I must hurry!” Tucked in the snug cutter beside her son, Matilda’s misgivings soon Life Was Still Very Much Worth Living, She Reflected. evaporated. . Life was still very much worth living, she reflected, even though there was one great vacant spot in it. On the road they met George Janson, and his neighbor, Sam Reaney. George touched his cap with his whip hand in answer to her smile. «A fine woman that.” said Sam, with implications in his voice. George was a bachelor. “Now, if I ‘was a single man—" | George sniffed, but the sugges- tion came nearer his heart than even Sam suspected. «1 guess nobody but Arthur Birch has much chance in that di- rection,” he said, hoping to be con- 1 by Wid UA A WA Ca I ei NE La ors ¥ da \ Tn Se {\ / Sie i of SA AWA 3 AY at ei Ph ke LACT 3 ie Vd aa ing’s ever done until George, and Arthur hasn’t married her yet. , But he will, I'm thinkin, it’s - dona. if you let her slip out of yous hands. Didn't you see the way sha smiled‘at you?” George, had seen, all right, but. Ha thought that was just Mrs. Cums mings’ courtesy. “But what’s a ‘fellow to do?’ ha asked, heping - for guidance. “Do? Do. nothing! Do wha Arthur does, .. You know he sends her ‘a dressed pig every Christi .ia: Now there's. no. farmer around Wheat Center got a better line of hogs than you have, George. and you could spare her a carcass ax easy as a colt can spare a whinny." George ruminated for some mine utes, while his sprightly horses hoofed little clouds of snow in his face. “I have as fine a carcass cf pork as you ever set tooth to hanging in my, shed right now,” he confessed, “and I have a good no | tion.” Darkness had fallen long befora Matilda and Carl returned, Theic~ shopping had taken more time ‘tha: they expected, as the stores were choked with Christmas buyers. Card swung the cutter up to the door. but even, before Matilda left har seat she could define a large 'darls “You Have Heard the Talk,” Ma. tilda Asked. To object lying stiff on the porch floor. v “It’s here,” she said, with a littie sinking feeling inside. < Carl had seen it, too. - “Yep,” he agreed. For some moments Matilda come templated the situation. Then she made her decision. *1 think you had better take it back to him Carl, Just take it in the cuttesg and leave it quietly on his poreiy He'll understand.” oo Carl hurried away on his errand. put Christmas eve was spoiled fo Matilda. In fancy she saw ths! mild surprise on Arthurs: fai] when he found his gift—his cuss tomary. gift for eight years now —s returned to him. It’ would huwh him. She was sorry for that! Hid what else. was she to do? If rhe gossip of the countryside had ,i.:¢ yet reached Arthur it wonld bee, fore long, and then he would iw derstand. ut 4 “1 think, Carl,” Matilda said. afte er they had breakfasted ang ths morning chores were done, it would be nice if we drove over’ ts Mr. Birch’s, just to wish Arthus and Susie a—the compliments o# the season. It can’t be a very mer: time for them—" 5 But Carl was looking out of:the window. “We're late,” he exe claimed. “Here’s Mr. Birch drivirg down the road!” ele To Matilda’s annoyance she fell the blood rush from her cheeks, then back again In a flood." "She! had just time to whip an apreh oY: and run a comb through her pretty, brown hair, with its occasiona],teli~ tale thread of silver, when Arthur's knock sounded on the door. “Come to tiie door, Matilda,” called. “Santa Claus!” In spite of the cheery ring in his voice Matilda’s’ quick ear .de- tected the strained effect. Trem bling a little, she stood beside him. In his sleigh, there it was! «Ieft at my house, by mistake; he said. “This card was pinned ins: side.” { With eyes that swam a little she. read: “To Mrs. Cummings, witl! many good wishes from George J atte 80 ha n.” | «But I thought it was from you {| she cried. “I sent Carl back with’ it last’ night, because—becanse—s down?” it Carl took the team, and in the cozy sitting room they’ faced each other. “You have heard the talk?d Matilda asked, too honest tos evasion. | He nodded. “That 18 why I aldo’ | send one this year,” he answered, | «1 didn't wish to embarrass you, But I haye thought a way out.” | ayes?” her voice was eager. He raised her hand in his, and | befora she realized what he was doing a gem flashed from her) finger. “Qh, Arthur?” she murmured. owill you keep it, dfar?” He was drawing her to hifw, “Certainly not! I cit keep George's plg—when I'm ERE to, tradicted. Sa 1 Birch Pshay L , Aarry Ri - as” | Oh, won't you come In ard sig! Pain
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