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MARKS ~ Photographer—JAMES KOZEMCHAK Editorially Speaking: And it came to pass in those days, that there went out a decree from Caesar Augustus, that all the world should be taxed. And all went to be taxed, every one into his own city. And Joseph also went up from Galilea, out of the city of Naz- areth, into Judea, unto the city of David, which is called Bethlehem (because he was of the house and lineage of David.) To be taxed with Mary, his espoused wife, being great with child. And so it was, that while they were there, the days were accom- plished that she should be delivered. And she brought forth her first son, and wrapped him in swad- dling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room at the inn. “+4 And there were in _the same country, shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them :and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them: Fear not; for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David, A Saviour, Which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you: Ye shall find the Babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger. And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host, praising God and saying: Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men. And it came to pass as the angels were gone away from them into heaven, the shepherds said one to another, Let us now go even unto Bethlehem, and see this thing which has come to pass, which the Lord has made known unto. us. And they came with haste, and found Mary, and Joseph, and the Babe lying in a manger. And when they had seen it, they made known abroad the saying which was told them concerning this Child. And all they that heard it wondered at those things which were told them by the shepherds. But Mary kept all these things and pondered them in her heart. And the shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things that they had heard and seen, as it was told unto them. St. Matthew, Chapter 2: Now when Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea in the days of Herod the king, behold, there came wise men from the east to Jerusalem. Saying, Where -is He that is born King of the Jews? for we have seen His star in the East and are come to worship Him. : . When Herod the king had heard these things, he was troubled, and all Jerusalem with him. And when he had gathered all the chief priests and scribes of the people together, he demanded of them where Christ should be born. : And they said unto him, In Bethlehem of Judea, for thus it is written by the prophet: And thou, Bethlehem, in the land of Judea, art not least among the princes of Judea; for out of thee shall come a governor, that shall rule my people Israel. Then Herod, when he had privily! called the wise men, enquired of them diligently what time the star appeared. And he sent.them to Bethlehem, and said, Go and search dili- gently for the young child; and when ye have found him, bring the word again, that I may come and worship him also. When they had heard the king, they departed, and the star which they saw in the east, went before them, till it came and stood over where the young child was. When they saw the star, they rejoiced with exceeding great joy. And when they were come into the house, they saw the young child with Mary his mother, and fell down and worshiped him; and when they had opened their treasures, they presented unto him gifts, gold, and frankincense, and myrrh. And being warned of God in a dream that they should not return to Herod, they departed into their own country another way. | expected. Wl AA lil AAT AG TIS SAID = = - - “A man’s sincerity with his friends and neighbors mever ceases.” To all of you fine people of the Back Mountain, JOE MUNDY says — MERRY CHRISTMAS . . . : : HAPPY NEW YEAR! THE DALLAS POST, FRIDAY, DECEMBER 27, 1957 FATAL AUTOMOBILE ACCIDENTS AND INJURIES SINCE JANUARY 1, 1957 Hospitalized Killed Dallas Fay a Dallas Twp. | 6 J 2 | Franklin Twp. | 3 7) Lake 3 1 Kingston Twp. | 2 1 Monroe 1 x Noxen | Ross 1 Total - 17 6 | MOTOR LAW VIOLATIONS Arrests Convictions Dallas | Dallas Twp. Franklin Twp Kingston Twp. Lake Monroe Noxen Ross | Total | EMERGENCY PHONE NUMBERS Ambulance ...ciecceceeeeecen 4-2121 Fire ............. State Police .......... .. BU 7-2185 (For other emergency calls consult Telephone Directory un- der Police Calls and Fire Calls.) ee | cm ne | i) ait san a — ¥ BOHEMIAN WAXWING Bombycilla Garrula Waxwings in America are un- doubtedly known through acquain- tance with the cedar waxwing than with the Bohemian waxwing. In Europe the Bohemian waxwing may be found in great flocks more com- parable to what we find with the cedar waxwing here. There is one record in Nebraska of a time when “every tree for miles was filled” with Bohemian waxwings but that was a most exceptional case and probably a slight overstatement. The Bohemian waxwing is nearly an inch longer than the cedar wax- wing, measuring 83% inches. It is grayer on the back and under parts than the cedar waxwing and has some white and yellow on the wings. Instead of being white under the tail as in the cedar waxwing, the Bohemian waxwing is chestnut- red. The sexes resemble each other but the hen bird is slightly smaller than the cock and some of them may be duller in coloration with less yellow than is to be found in the male. Bohemian waxwings range through North America from west- ern Alaska to northeastern Mani- toba and northern Mackenzie south to British Columbia and northern Alberta in the breeding’ season. They may winter from Nova Scotia to Pennsylvania and west to Color- ado and California. It is not con- sidered a common bird in most of the United States. In Canada, the species may rather frequently be found in great flocks such as was described for Nebraska. Bohemian Waxwings nest in nor- thern forested areas. The nest is commonly placed on a branch high in a tree and is composed of roots, grass and leaves with a lining of down or feathers. From three to six eggs each to one inch long are laid. These are slightly larger than those of the cedar waxwing. Data on in- cubation and care of young is not generally available. The food of these birds is largely fruits, particularly during the time that is spent in the United States. Since this is winter little or ho damage to domestic crops may be In the breeding range and during the breeding season en- ormous quantities of insects are destroyed. The flocking habit of both of our species of waxwings is not only in- terestmg to observe but worth understanding. When a tree is visi- ted by a woodpecker only a small part of the tree gets attention. When a tree is visited by a flock of waxwings ‘it gets “the works.” - I have seen a row of mountain ashes in my side yard cleaned of fruits in a few visits of cedar waxwings and every year I watch a certain box elder to note that one day it may be well supplied with fruits and the next may be stripped completely. The flocking habits of birds, of mammals, fish and insects all affect the success of the species and of other species with which they are related. The National Wildlife Fed- eration encourages the understand- ing of such phenomena to the end that man may be more sensible in all his relationships with wildlife. —E. Laurence Palmer AND I QUOTE The dictionary is the only place where success comes before work. Experience is something I always think I have, until I get more. Double feature — “Every Girl Should Be Married” and “Manhand- led.” dels 2 Eons The only men who need liquor to do their best work are bar- tenders! ONLY YESTERDAY Ten and Twenty Years Ago In The Dallas Post From The Issue of December 26, 1947 Fire destroyed the Sorber Moun- tain home of a Wilkes-Barre resi-: dent, Thomas Bohn. The property is known as the Til Kocher home- stead. Wreckage was complete, with loss of $4,500. : Richard S. Johns, Dallas, take top ‘awards with three German short- | haired pointers in recent field trials in Michigan and New Jersey. ¢ Congressman Mitchell Jenkins is! appointed by Speaker of the House | of Representatives, to a committee | on Transactions of Commodity 1 changes. Walter Kitchen shears off a utility | pole in front of the Haycox home | on Main Street, and the community is thrown into darkness for three! hours. Mrs. Alfred Root gets back her purse with $100 and an expensive wrist watch, which she left on a, Wilkes-Barre transit bus. A girl handed it to the driver right after Mrs. Root left the bus. Norti Berti pursued the bus in his coal truck, caught up with it at College Miseri- cordia, and Howard Strunk, driver, | passed over the bag to Mrs. Root. The girl remains anonymous, but Mrs. Root would like to know who she is. She says it was a grand | Christmas present. Mr. and Mrs. Clyde Brace, Shaver- town, lose an infant daughter. From The Issue of December 24, 1937 United States Civil Service Com- mission will hold examinations by open competition early in January | to select a permanent postmaster for Dallas. Joseph Polacky has been serving as acting postmaster since resignation of G. T. Kirkendall. Melvin Mosier is chairman of the Kunkle committee of the 1938 Agri- cultural program. In Dallas, H. Pp. Riley is chairman; Carverton, Grover C. Stock. Mr. Stock is also county chairman. County and state agree on dam- ages to property owners along the route of the Luzerne By-Pass, and spring will see the beginning of the end of the traffic bottleneck which residents of the Back Mountain have been protesting for twelve years. Rev. Fred M. Sellers, pastor of Shavertown Methodist Church, has accepted the pastorate of Immanuel Church in Staten Island, N. Y. Alice Oberst, Fernbrook, leaves Dallas to join the nursing staff at University of Pennsylvania Hospital. Marion Rogers, Trucksville, be- comes the bride of Ray Chappell, Shavertown. Samuel A. Hess, Kunkle resident, The Book Worm By FRITZ SEIBEL YOU DON'T have to be a student of the Civil War to get pure en- joyment from “Mr. Lincoln’s Wash- | CP ns & Fi BE a STI Merry Christmas This old buck sends his greetings i As the hunting season ends, Wishing a Merry Christmas TE TE DE TE CRORE ETE To all his hunting friends. How Did You Like Last Week’s Editorial? . . . I didn’t, and I told the writer so. His editorial titled “And They Call This Sport,” was brought about by rifle bullets smashing into several local homes. I realize the terrible danger of high-powered rifle bullets being shot too close to built-up areas, but I think the situation can be solved in a better way than he advocates, that of eliminating the deer herd locally. You can’t solve trouble by running away from it, and that’s what would happen if an attempt were made to eliminate our area deer herd! From the time deer first became plentiful in this state, Pennsylvania hunters have enjoyed one of the greatest of all sports, and because there are a few slap-happy hunters among us who only use their heads for hat-racks, it is no reason to make all hunters suffer. As far as legislation is concerned, I think the Game Commission has it adequately covered. If more legisla- tion is needed, it will have to be local, and that means the posting of land too close to residential areas, and then having it patrolled. Accidents will happen in any phase of sports — on the football field, in hockey and boxing, etc., as well as in an automobile and in the home. ! But we don’t junk our cars be- cause there are accidents, and the boxing commission doesn’t stop box- ing because someone gets a cauli- flower ear. It may come to pass that rifles will be outlawed in areas pinpointed by the Game Commission, but cer- tainly not in the rugged mountain- ous regions. In fact, I would be in favor of such a move, if it were adopted only in built-up sections where such legislation is necessary. I particularly didn’t like the state- ment he made about it taking less skill to kill a deer than it does to kill a pig. Brother, that took the cake. I'm hereby making a standing offer to take him deer hunting next season . . . and if he goes, I'll guar- antee he’ll have more respect for deer hunters when I bring him back! This is why I like to work for this paper. Each column in it is uncen- sored and independent of the other, ington,” (G. P. Putnam’s Sons) by |and one may state his opinions Stanley Kimmel. Using 65,000 words | freely. of text based on contemporary Washington newspaper accounts, 9°¢ Olenik Receives and more than 250 striking photo- graphs, the author gives the reader Early Xmas Present . . . The happiness of the holiday seas- a vivid picture of our nation’s capital | 9% Was experienced early this year from 1861 until 1865. by Joe Olenik of Plymouth. Joe is We are right there in Washington | °2€ of many hunters who tramped when Mr. Lincoln arrives for his|the Woodlands every season for first inauguration; we are there, Years Without bagging a deer. ‘when the Civil War begins and we | One gets a feeling of frustration are on the scene when thousands of after hunting season after season, Union soldiers flood the city. hearing guns cracking all around From our vantage point in Wash- | Pit, but nary the sight of a legal ington we travel out by carriage with a picnic lunch to witness the first Battle of Bull Run, only to flee | the scene in the confusion that fol- ! lowed when the Confederates routed the Union soldiers. The war years that follow are cap- | tured excitingly in this picture-text | history—parades and the gala balls, the great battles, the rumors and! the politicians. Overlooking the | whole scene is the majestic figure of Abraham Lincoln, and with his death the nation’s capital came to the end of an era—the era of Mr. Lincoln’s Washington. This is ex- cellent reading. : A BOOK being hailed by reviewers is James Gould Cozzen’s “By Love Possessed” (Harcourt, Brace and Co.). This is the first book by Cozzens since his “Guard 'of Honor” was published in 1948. As the title would suggest, his latest offering has love as its theme; love viewed from every angle in all of its various aspects. And there is another theme that has men and women preaching one philosophy of life but practicing another. This is a story about Arthur Win- ner, a successful lawyer in a small town, and a slice of but forty-nine hours of his life. During these 49 hours we learn much about Arthur Winner, a remarkable person who has many interests, friendships, af- fections and weaknesses. Through him we meet Julius and Marjorie Penrose, both unbalanced but in different, sometimes terrifying, ways. We meet crochety Noah Tuttle, par- agon of virtue, and we are shocked to learn of the secret he has been carrying for so many years. In the cast are Helen Detweiler and her spineless brother, Ralph; Arthur's wife, Clarissa; Judge Lowe and many others skillfully = introduced and blended by the author. v deer. Some hunters see only does in buck season and bucks in doe season. But this was Joe's year, the law of averages finally catching up with’ im. He was hunting on Red Rock Mountain the first day of doe season when his big chance’ came. A large doe came walking through the tim- ber toward him, and Joe, his heart seemingly thumping loud enough to scare the doe into flight, raised his rifle and squeezed the trigger. At the crack of the gun the deer plunged into high gear, leaving a clear blood trail behind it. I can well imagine the thrill Joe experienced when he stood over his first deer kill. It's a feeling that can’t be put into words. Whether bagging a buck or doe, a hunter feels proud enough to bust his britches when he becomes a part of the large fraternity of successful Pennsylvania deer hunters. Trappers Making Fair Catch . . . Field reports, received since the concurrent Pennsylvania muskrat- mink season opened, November 30, indicate that trappers are making a fair catch of the furbearers. In most areas the number of young trappers was comparable to that of last year. Not many ex- perienced, older fur takers are out this year; however, principally be- cause of the presently low price paid for fur, a Except in the northwestern patt of the state, where marshes and streams were iced, the weather and open water conditions were describ- ed on the first day, as “ideal for trapping.” Low waters in streams contributed to a good catch in many localities. In numerous cass it was said that the muskrats had moved to the| larger streams and farm ponds dur- ing last summer’s drought. ¢ ¢ 3 Barnyard Notes 4, DALLAS, PENNSYLVANIA of All the folk in the Barnyard send special greetings to you and yours for this Christmas season and for the 365 days to follow. May they be marked for you by inward calm and a serene ap- proach to life that places its greatest values on spiritual growth rather than material gain. May the spirit of Christmas be with you always # ; and the teachings of Him who was born on this day guide our lives throughout the years to come. This is the wish of all of us, from Ba-the-lamb, gentlest of the lot; Gretchen the-aristocrat; Rogue the-clown; Pretty Boy, the-para- keet whose cheerfulness starts the day right; Black Killer, Snowflake and Golden Tom, the laziest cats on earth; Chi-Chi, whose almost human characteristics of childish rage and curiosity make us all shiver; thirty unproductive hens, the crusty writer himself, and Myra, that finest of helpmates whose love balanced by sound common sense keeps us all out of Retreat. he las THE CANDLE by Louise Wheatley Cook Hovnanian A woman was given a candle, : And she hid it away on the shelf. “It is all I have,” she murmured, “And hardly enough for myself, So I must not let any one see it. But all through the coming night I'll know it is ready and waiting, In case I should need the light.” She stole through the empty chambers To her own little cheerless room. _ “How dark it has grown!” she shivered, As she groped her way through the gloom. “I wish I could light my candle!” But she tried to be only glad She had put it away so safely Because it was all she had. Another was given a candle, \ And she stepped out into the night, “It is all I have,” she murmured, “I must make the most of its light. ; There are hearts that are breaking, — somewhere, There are lives that are sad and drear; I must hurry along with my candle, To Jet them know it is here.” O’er valley and hill she wandered, With that one little flickering flame, And it brightened many a pathway That was dark until she came. It crept into desolate places, It banished disease and sin, And hands, outstretched, were waiting To welcome the stranger in. Two women met in the morning, As the eastern skies grew red. One came from her happy journey, One came from her sleepless bed. Each held in her hand a candle, But the eyes of one were sad: “I could not light it, my sister, Because it was all I had.” The other one made no answer, But her face, in the sunrise glow, Looked like the face of an angel, And she only whispered low: “0 Love divine, I thank Thee!” For she saw, now the night was done, She had lighted a thousand candles From that poor little flickering one. A bird sang softly near them, And it heard the sad one say: “No wonder she looks so happy! Hers was the better way.” “Not mine,” said the other, smiling, As she touched the drooping head; “It was not my way, my sister, But the Father's way,” she said. - - * Hd 2 From : Pillar To Post . . . by Mrs. T. M. B. Hicks The legend of the juggler of Notre Dame is very old. The juggler was one of a troupe of men of the road who toured the small towns of France, putting on their small acts for the amuse- ment of the people. 3 One day, the juggler gathered up his gear, the,boxes and the balls, the saucers and the knives which he was accustomed to keep in the air while country people marvelled at his skill. Wearied from his efforts, for he was a conscientious juggler who spared no pains to make his act the best that skill could manage, he spread his square of crimson velvet upon the cobbles, and tied the frayed knots over his stock in trade. He felt that he had done his best, but life, he thought, should promise more. He experienced a longing for something higher than juggling. : Two gentle monks paused beside him. One of them smiled quietly upon him, and the other said, “Are you weary, my son? Come with us and rest the night.” i The juggler followed the two monks. The gate of the monastery closed behind him, and he found peace. Never, he thought, would he juggle again. This was the better life. i : But as time passed, and Christmas time approached, he reflected small duties in the kitchen, where he assisted the other monks in preparing the simple fare of the brotherhood. : The monk who made the special brandy for which the monastery was famous, excelled himself, and money poured into the coffers for the relief of suffering of the poor. = The monk who illuminated manuscripts, outdid himself, Never had he executed such beautiful lettering or mixed such delicate color- ing for his brushes. ; : The juggler mourned. He did not have the secret of the brandy, nor were his slender fingers trained to illuminate manuscripts. But he could juggle, and in his field, he had no equal. \ On Christmas Eve he stole into the empty church to make his offering. i 3 ide He loosened the knots of the crimson velvet, and spread it on the floor. ; Then, with humble reverence before the statue of the Blessed Virgin and her Child, he began to juggle. $ Po Never had he thrown the plates into the air with such precision or caught them so deftly. It was an inspired performance. More and more plates joined the others until the juggler was working with so many that the eye could not follow them. : The Abbott and his assistant entered the church. They started forward to put a stop to something which they deemed a sacrilege, or but as they hastened up the aisle, the juggler gathered his plates together and stacked them on the velvet square. He dropped back on his heels, panting with exertion, fumbling for a cloth with which Rr to wipe the perspiration from his brow. J ' The statue came to life and descended slowly from its niche, passed a fold of its robe gently over the juggler’s face, and returned 3 to the niche, lifting the Babe once more in its arms. The juggler prostrated himself. pi i His gift had been acceptable. Fee ; SRR that he had nothing to offer as a sacrifice for the season except his a
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