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SUNDAY, DECEMBER 25, 1949
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ira Th And Warmth For All People’
By EDWIN C. HEINKE
The countryside around Cutler, in Democfat Juniry Carroll County, Indiana, lay quiét and cold. Cattle huddled together in brown fields where the prizes of summer had been cut. Wildcat Creek moved sluggishly under a- thin sheet of ice. Farmers, spreading lime for next year’s crops, stomped their feet and rubbed their hands as the pale yellow sun hung coldly in the sky. But inside the old, spired, red brick Presbyterian Church and the\white-painted parsonage that stood beside and in t minister's wife, the
it was Christmas. . The smell of baking In the Kitchen filled the house and mixed with the fragrance of the needles from the Christmas tree in the living room. The face of Mp. Glayds Morris, wife of the pastor, the Rev: Edward Morris, was flushed from the heat Of the oven as she bent over and put in the trays of - dough and pulled out brown gingerbréad men and cookies cut into shapes of animals. and stars and Christmas trees. Mrs. Morris glanced out of the window over the tops of the African violets and the strawberry begonias to see whether the children were coming from school... 8he wanted to have the baking well in hand before they clattered in. And a lot. of
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work had to be done for the annual Christmas.
party because the week had been so full . ’ shew = Tr “THIS HAS been the awfulest week,” Mrs. Morris exclaimed. She shooed Elizabeth, 5, away from the gingerbread men. Tuesday she did the family washing for her husband and her four other children, David, 18; Peter, 17; Rachel, 13, and Thomas, 12. Between times she assisted in the Home Ec Club's Christmas covered dish luncheon. “They always call on me for last minute things,” she said. Tuesday night she helped with the constitution of the new women’s group she is organizing in the church. Wednesday she baked cookies all day. And while she was baking, she had to memorize a Christmas story she was to read Thursday night at the Farm Bureau's Christmas party. Wednesday night the choir met at the parsonage. Mrs. Morris, who is choir leader, outlined the music for the cantata and pageant and the candlelight services. . Thursday she baked cookies until noon because a lot of them had to be made, not only for th party, but for the carolers to take to the shut-ins. In the evening she went to the Farm Bureau. Friday was a light day with only loose ends— such af finishing the batch of 700 cookies, making a new foot-high gingerbread man to réplace the one whose arm she had broken off while wrapping it in’ cellophane and getting the materials and Prizes together for the party that night. LE RY ACTUAL count in Mrs. Morris’ kitchen there were 160 molasses spice cookies, 315 peanut butter cookies and more than 200 sugar cookies cut into shapes of animals and stars and Christmas trees. There was nocomel. Mrs. Morris loaned the camel cutter to a neighbor who hadn't returned it. But there were horses, dogs and lions and on these Mrs. Morris put colored icing. On the Christmas frees she sprinkled green sugar that made the cookie actually look like a tree and on the green part she spread coarser red sugar—the ornaments. ‘On the stars she used white sugar-and they glistened as they lay in the pans on the table and the workboard., >. L. These were just for the party and the shut-ins and later she would bake for the family. When the children came home and Mrs. Morris sent them on little errands to Shaffer's General Store to get last minute things for the party, such as the
ingredients for the six gallons of punch she would
make out of orange and pineapple- juice, and lime. Elizabeth—the only one allowed in the kitchen —ate a little gingerbread man because it didn't have any head. Mrs. Morris talked as she finished the baking and stored it in big lard cans. “It's hard to put into words why Mr. Morris and I do these things at Christmas,” she said as she
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hearts of the people and the’
carefully wrapped the new gingerbread man, fastening a bright red ribbon around his ‘middle. > ¢ “BUT CHRISTMAS is primarily a festival of the church. Of course, it belongs to families, too, put to the church first, I think. Christmas brings us to a closer understanding of each other and if you can’t bring people together in a small community like Cutler which has just 150 residents, then how can you do it on an Internationa) scale? “When people share emotions, they become closer together. We get hard and calloused with everyday living. Parties and get-togethers like these soften people's hearts. Doing thesc things is the duty of the church because I've. found after 20 years as a ministers wife that the church has a responsibility for affecting every phase of living. “We must be interested in each other in this
“. world and only by understanding others can we
have world. understanding We must know each other's probleins and when we know each other, we'll like each other. “Mr. Morris and I have tried to evaluate our-
. selves as the years pass and we've found that we've
been lacking in many things. found that our best talents If lie in ‘making friend-
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Mrs. Gladys Morris . . . "We get hard and calloused with everyday living."
ships. Maybe my husband isn't the best minister in the world and maybe I'm not the best choir leader, which we ‘are not, of course, but if you are interested in people, we think that has.a great deal of value and if people would cultivate iriendship, we would accomplish. a 6t in this world.” Mrs. Morris washed the flour and the dough from her hands. and went into the living room. She paused for a moment befgré the upright plano with its warm bittersweet in the vase on top, and said: “I hope you see what. I mean. It's hard to put it into words just why Mr. Morris and I make so much over Christmases, this getting of people to-
gether , . .” The Pennsylvania's crack Chi. The Party cago to Florida “South Wind” roared through and broke the still quiet of the cold star-studded night. Automobiles rolled to a stop in front of the parsonage and the Morris family, led by Elizabeth in her pink dress, walked across the lawn. The Rev. Mr. Morris had spent the hour be-
The Christmas Party . . . "Get-to-gethers like this mean: a
to arrive were Township Trustee William Enoch and his wife, Lois, who is postmaster, 75-year-old farmer, D. L. Wingard, Clyde Jones, who runs the Cutler Elevator and did a bigger business this year than last, Mrs. Jones, school teacher, Mrs, Bright Shaffer and Schogl Teacher Howard Robertson and his wife, Standard Oil bulk plant manager . Stanley Anderson-and Mrs, Anderson, Mr. and Mrs. Lloyd Beard who run a turkey farm and pretty soon there were nearly 100 in the churchroom. )
Mrs. Morris was sorry that Mary Frances Matthews, 17, senior at Cutler High, couldn't be there. Mary Frances was to be the angel the pageant, “When the Christ Child Passed Through,” Christmas Eve but she had to be home to help milk the 16 cows. Mrs. Morris wanted to measure her for a new angel's dress she had to make for the pageant. Mary Frances was to wear no crown but around her waist she was to wear a rope of tinsel. Morris said Mary Frances was to play the -angel part but people at Cutler know that in reality Mrs. Morris is the angel . The Rev, and Mrs. "Morris stood by the door and welcomed their congregation. Mrs. Morris passed out green and red corresponding numbers, You matched yours with another's and the two became partners for the evening and new friendships would be made; Mrs. Morris got the games started “promptly. The first contest was a recipe race in which Mrs. Charlene Wilson and Mrs. Mabel Miller tied and were awarded a set of cookie cutters which Mrs. Morris sald they'd have to share so the cookie cutters will be going back and forth between the Miller and the Wilson homes this Christmas and other Christmases to come. Rachel Morris, 13, Carol Lucas, 11, Joyce Over holser, 9, and Linda Jervis, 9, won a race in which they outdistanced all others as a team in carrying raisins on a knife across the room. The people howled when the raisins would drop-off and the children would have to start over again. Music Teacher Robertson won a sack of peanuts by getting the most answers in a contest in which the contestants had to answer ques-
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-- wished in: her. heart people all over the world
: as the people shook hands with the Morris’ family
fore stoking up the coal stove in the church's tions like these: “What nut is sandy shore?” people.” But wa've also recreation: room in the rear of the altar. The (Beechnut),-and “What nut is good for bad boys?” Said Mrs. Morris: chairs and tables were set up. Among the first (Hickory nut), a “I'm real Pleased.”
hotos by Lloyd Lr on, Times Sta‘f Photographer
t in a community.”
The sift-the-flour race limited to men who wore aprons was won by Harold Cook, a farmer, who. was awarded a little sack of wheat,- The put-the-nose on the gingerbread man (like pinning the tail on the donkey) was won by Sherman Bowen, 4, and when he got his gingerbread man prize, his mother said, “What do you say, Sher mie? and Shermieé said, “Cookies,” The high school students had a walk-the-ginger-bread man race and Peter Morris won first place but he’ graciously gave thie prize, another gingerbread man his mothér had baked to Virginia Pullen, 16, a high-school sophomore, ¢ 9 -P ' MR. WINGARD gave some recitations and jokes and Mrs. Bright Shaffer read a Christmas story as the coal stove spread its heat through the room, : Church Elder Lloyd Beard, a farmer, utterly confounded the Morris family as the congregation sat and smiled when he presented Mrs. Morris with a new $69 Electrolux sweeper, " “Well for goodness sakes,” was all Mrs.’ Morris could say and her eyes were wet. She held it up for all to see and the Rey. Mr. Morris gave her a. chance to hide her feelings whén he joked, “Well, we didn't plan the party just for this,” and the congregation laughed, Mrs. Morris slipped behind a screen and ladled out punch. Rachel helped her and placed cookies on napkins for everybody, As they waited for the refreshments, the congregation sang “Silent N and “Little Town of Bethlehem.” Mrs. Arnella was at the plano. .
The People 1 wa only 230 and the folks
ted and became better acquainted and some new hogs a were made. In Cutler they were doing what Mrs. Morris
would do. ¥it has best a fine party” sald Trustee Enoch
at the door. . “Parties like this, well, fellowship in a commun. ify means a lot. Getting together is 800g for
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TWENTY-SIX pairs of proud parents sat expectantly, their eyes sparkling.’ They waited the opening of the Pled Piper Kindergarten Christmas party in the basement of Traders Point Chris‘tian Church,
The 26 youngsters wriggled on their; chairs, turning necks for a’
‘better 190k at mama and papa. They giggled and nudged each
welcomed the fathers to the first = parts. while a few began slowly.
party they had attended She to end ‘with a racipg motor ended it with 4 resounding Kiss like: waved to the men “Pwinkle . . . twinkle . , . litEE tle . star howlwonderwhereyou are , .."
WITH A short prayer ut-
téred over tiny clasped hands, When ‘the last recitation was
the program opened. done, the Lord's Prayer said, The lips: of Teacher Mrs, ‘everyone joined in singing Marie Brenneman soundlessly “Here Comes Santa Claus.” followed every recitation and It was well past bedtime song of the , Youngsters, when Santa left, but this was a " gpecial occasion’, . . a Christmas ; : . SOME WERE “bold, some party for the folks by the. rogram with Bo Danner [center were shy, others forgot their youngsters. :