Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 43, Number 345, 21 December 1918 — Page 11
THE JUNIOR PALLADIUM WEEKLY SECTION OF RICHMOND PALLADIUM RICHMOND. INDIANA, DECEMBER 21, 1918
Junior Writes Christmas Letter Dear Friends: I was asked to write a letter on Christmastime. Of course you all know It Is very near. It Is a very happy time for all the children. We have all been practicing our Christmas hymns and reciting our declamations. Christmas is a time when everybody should remember the birth of their dear Saviour, and offer praises to Him. Numerous congregations are very kind to think of us all, and send us such useful gifts. Christmas eve the council room will be decorated nicely with wreaths, bells and holly. In the north end there will be two large trees which will also be trimmed nicely. After everybody has been seated and the light of the tree lit, the children will then give a program. Then several songs will be sung and pieces declaimed and collection taken up which will conclude the program. The housefather will then call each child's name and they all will take their places. They each receive presents,, such as books, games, dishes, dolls, etc. Many of the children are made glad when their relatives come to visit them and when they find what they have in store for them. Many of our friends from town come to hear the program and look on with smiling faces when the gifts are distributed to each child. The little folks are never forgotten as they also have a little tree and table to themselves. I am sure you would
all smile if you could only see their eager little faces waiting patiently for their turn to come. The older boys and girls have a room In which they receive their presents. The housefather and mother also bave a table which never lacks being filled. The house mother is very busy with the Christmas baking as I suppose everyone Is at this time. The Spanish influenza hasn't reached us yet, for which we can all thank our heavenly Protector. Some of the children are making some little Christmas gifts which will make some one happy. Many of the former orphans visit us which helps make the festival seem more like Christmas. The children certainly miss the snow. We received a couple of sleds from the housefather and we certainly did appreciate them. We make good use of them on the "sleigh, track." When we come In oar faces are all
aglow, our cheeks are like pink apples, our eyes sparkle, and oar
nose is like a cherry. Well as I haven't anything else to tell I will close. From Viola Kuhlman and Jeannette Knott Wernle Home.
The Christmas Roll Call Answer the Red Cross Xmas call Not only one, but one and all; Give yoar pennies, nickels and dimes, All you people who read these lines. All yon need is a dollar and a heart. With only one of these do yon need to part Let us all over here do oar fullest share. As the boys have done In camps "over there." Be glad you're a true loyal American, And can always live In a free happy land. Then give all yon can with all your might; Enough to bring them back from the fight I'll repeat it once more, Don't refuse us at your door. Answer the Red Cross Christmas call, j Not only one, but one and all. Julia R. Burr. 7B Crade, Garfield. i
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Sound over all waters, reach out from all lands, The chorus of voices, the clasping of hands; Sing hymns that were sung by the stars of the morn, . Sing songs of the angels when Jesus was born! With glad jubilations Bring hope to the nations! The dark night is ending and dawn has begun ; Rise, hope of the ages, arise like the sun. All speech flow to music, all hearts beat as one! Sing the bridal of nations! with chorals of love, Sing out the war-vulture, and sing in the dove, Till the hearts of the peoples keep time in accord, And the voice of the world is the voice of the Lord! Clasp hands of the nations In strong gratulations; The dark night is ending and dawn has begun; Rise, hope of all ages, arise like the sun, All speech flow to music, all hearts beat as one!
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Blow, bugles of battle, the marches of peace; East west north and south, let the long quarrel cease; Sing the song of great joy that the angels began, Sing of glory to God and of goodwill to man! , Hark! joining, in chorus ..The heavens bend o'er us! The dark night is ending and dawn has begun; Rise, hope of the agee. arise like the sun, All speech flow to music, all hearts beat as one! J. G. Whittier.
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One Boy's Christmas
Barry was an ordinary boy.
neither rich nor poor, but between
the two. He always had plenty to
eat and a house to live in. He had
the best parents on earth, at least
he thought so.
Harry had Invested twelve dol
lars and seventy-five cents in the bank and jost yesterday he drew it out Now, he was planning how to spend it Tonight Harry was planning to go to the show. When he got there he found it was one of his favorite players on the screen. When the show ended the lights were lighted and a four-minute man began to speak. He had two topics, one about the Red Cross Christmas Roll Call and about the poor folks. But Harry didn't see what the man wanted to talk about poor people for. Then pretty soon he found out The man said to make a Happy Christmas back home by helping the poor people. Here are his very words, "People here tonight let's' make a Happy Christmas back home by helping the poor people. Many of these people have children that look forward to when1
Santa Clans comes. Their parents cannot afford to give them the things they want Let's all be a Santa Claus to these people and not disappoint the children." Harry went home, bis mind made up how to spend his money. And if youH believe me 111 tell you this. Harry was Santa Claus to five poor families and besides answered the Red Cross Christmas Roll Call, and when his parents, who were proud of their boy, praised him. he answered boyishly, "Oh shucks! dad, that was nothing but fun. Julia R. Burr. 7B, Garfield School.
80ME DECEMBER BIRTHDAYS. Wood row Wilson. 1856. William Gladstone, 1809. Sir Isaac Newton. 1642. John Greenleaf Whittier. 1807. Edward A. McDowell. 1861. Gustavns Adolphus. 1594. Joel Chandler Harris, 1848. John Milton. 1608. Thomas Cariyle, 1795. Benjamin Disraeli, 1804. Christopher (Kit) Carson, 1809. Clara Barton, 1821. Lyman AbboU, 1835.
WINTER FUN. Laugh and shout, re-echoing the snowy hill. Skimming o'er the ice, nevera moment still, All day, under the winter's red glowing son. Is kept up this wonderful sporting fun; When stars blink, and the cold wind does blow. Skaters glide the lake, 'neath the lantern's glow. Some like summer, autumn, or the worm spring, "But" cry the children, "winter is the thing!" Red faces glowing, curly hair astreamingl Everyone awake, no one a-dream-lng! Oh! 'Us such fun to coast and slide. Oh! if it would only stay this glad tide! Brooklyn Eagle Junior. Tenderfoot: "I want a dime to give to a lame man." Mother: "You shall have, it! And who is the lame man?" Tenderfoot: "Oh, he's the door
keeper at the movies." Boys' Life.
Martha Wats
for Santa Qssr It was Christmas eve. Martha J thought she could Bee Santa Claus" if she sat op and waited for him. So she pnt a chalr"beside the Ire-, place and sat down. . Her little' kitty Muffet came and looked at her with his head on one side. The fire was very hot in the fireplace. Martha's stocking hung right above it v . -;.' All the time Martha was busy thinking about Santa Claus. As she -was thinking she thought the heard a tiny tinkling of bell very near. She jumped np and cried, "Here he comes!" The little kitten looked at her and shook his head. Martha jumped op and hid behind . a curtain. She had hardly got hehind U than a head appeared at the : window. It looked like Santa Claus. Then he jumped into the room and began filling the stockings with dolls, and all kinds of things. He put a sled and books close to the stockings. But It was only Martha's lather. Her mother was In the other room. Whan her mother came In, Martha came from behind the curtain and her mother cried, "Why Martha, 1 thought you were in bed." .' But Martha told them how she had waited for Santa Claus. Her parents laughed and she went to bed, waiting tor morning to come so she conld see her presents. Ruth Shideler. Age 9, 5th Grade, School No. 9.
A Rainy Christmas Once there was a poor woman. She had to sew to keep her child-1 ren, Polly and Ben,' and herself from starving. t Now it was the week before Christinas. How could she make a happy Christmas for her children? Last year they were dancing around a beautiful tree. But only a month ago their father died with the influenza. "Come children," said Mrs. Pepper, the little woman, "and take over this sack to Mr. Zebro." So off went the children with the sack. "O-o-oo but it's cold," said Polly. Bat she had a right to be cold. She had only a straw hat on her head, a small thin sweater and a worn-out red and white plaid ging ham dress and she wore made over r and patched stockings and worn out shoes on her feet "I am cold too," said Ben. He wasnt dressed v warm either, although be had on his best clothes. He had on a red stocking cap with a big red tassel on it, a small patched blue coat, a patched suit and bis stockings were also made over and patched. "Let's run so we won't get wet," said Polly. "JJI right then we will have . time to look in the windows on oar way home," said Ben. To this Polly agreed. So they ran on and on. The rain had ceased when they reached Mr. Zebra's house. There they got warm and after a while went out again into the cold. Now It was mining hard but the children didn't mind. j They were going on a dog trot; to Mr. Cullin's store window. In the window they saw dolls, ships, ' balls, horns, cannon, wagons, A. B. ' C blocks and I dont know what else. At home the mother of the children was crying for joy because her ' brother that she thought dead had returned from Italy and he . had come to have her come and live with him for he had a great deal of money to keep them and they had even a more beautiful Christmas tree to dance around than the year before. RACHEL JONES. 10 years, 6th grade Dalton school.