December 22, 1926
ON EACH COHTTEE
AT FIRST MEETING
Christmas Cheer Committee of
Greensboro Meet Dec. 15 at
Chamber of Commerce
200 BASKETS ARE BOUGHT
Public Asked To Hand in Names of
Needy To Mrs. Blanch Carr Sterne
“Sister, let's go iip toAvii and see
Santa Clans. lie's at Meyer's, 'eaxise
1 saw his picture in the paper and Miss
Carland read it and he was there. I
really must take him my letter. IVhy.
he doesn't even know what to tiring
me for Christmas. Aay, come on! You
can read that ol’ book this afternoon.
It's not too late, either. Please, I'll do
tiro favors for you—two upstairs
favors, too, and maybe three favors if
they're just downstairs easy ones. No.
; I’l do three, even it they're upstairs
ones. Oh, goody I I knew you would.
Ivet's hurry I
The execiTtives of the Christnnis
Cheer Committee of Greensboro held
their first meeting Wednesday, Oecem-
ber IT), at the chamber of commerce.
T. J. Murphy presided, as Claude
Kiser, chairmiin, was out of town.
Each (.Iiairman reported on the work
his committee had accomplished.
Colonel R. E. Steele, chairman of the
purchasing committee, stated that 200
baskets had been bouglit. The supply
depot at 209 Davie street will be
opened during working hours every day
until Christmas. He also Jidded that
his committee was ready for work as
soon as the names and other data are
The names and routing committee re
ported that the principals of rural
scliools, the police force, and individ
uals were handing in names. All who
know of families who need a Christ
mas cheer, call either Mrs. Blanch Carr
Sterne, telephone 740, or Mrs. Walter
E. Young, telephone 2145.
R. AC. .Cfirrier, cliairman of the so
liciting committee, reported his mem
bers were busj' at work and that large
donations have been secured. Mrs. L. H.
Martin, chairman of the visiting com
mittee, stated that her committee has
been at work since December IB. The
delivering committee reported that four
trucks and several private automobiles
have been secured for us. Also 20 Boy
Scouts will assist the drivers. PiTb-
licity committee is having the Ncirs
and the Record to run stories about tlie
work in nearly every issue. The treas
urer’s report showed .'i>l,078.50 on hand.
The treasurer states that cyntributions
are coming in fine.
MIXED CHORUS SINGS FOR
EMPTY STOCKING FUND
Girls Glee Club Sings With Earle Slo
cum On Flute—At National
CAROLS ARE SUNG AT CHURCH
Tlie mixed chorus of G. H. S., com
posed of the boys' and girls' Glee Clubs
Sunday afternoon, December 19, 1926,
sang for the benefit of the Empty Stock
ing Fund. The mixed chorus sang
“Viking Song,” “Mariaina, and Christ
mas carols. The Girls' Glee Club sang
“By the "Waters of Minnetaoidva,” with a
flute obligato jjlayed by Earle Slocum.
The Chorus also sang Christmas
carols at the program of the West Mar
ket Street Methodist Church, Tuesday
night, December 21.
ON AWAKENING CHRISTMAS
“Mamma, oh, Mamma, do you sup
pose Santa Claus has already come?”
“No, hush and go back to sleep. It’s
only five oclock. Keei^ quiet or you’ll
awaken the rest of the family.”
Silence then for about five minutes.
“But, Mama, I can’t wait any longer
to see my presents. Do you reckon he
brought me that train'?’’
“Not another word, but hush, I hear
The two lay still for a few minutes,
but still, he heard a noise. Very brave
ly Jack crept to the head of the stairs
and saw Bill, his brother, carrying a
rifle and at the same time stuffing his
mouth with nuts and candy. With a
bound Jack rushed down the steps not
afraid he would awaken the family, be
cause Daddy, as well as Bill, was gaz
ing upon his presents.
“Sister, do you think Santa Claus
will know my name? Oh, but of course
he does. He knows all little—Oh. look
in that window! Sister, look at that
doll. Which do you think is the pret
tiest, lady dolls or baby dolls? And
look at that little bed. Is this Meyer’s?
I wish there weren’t so many people.
Sister, I can’t see and they're
I stepping on me. Is this the elevator?
Oh-h-h-h! Sister, where are you? I
“Oh, there’s Santa Claus. Isn’t he
fat, I wish I was that fat, don't you?
You don’t? I think it’s prett.y. He’s
got a nice, long beard—'but it's a just
a teen.A' bit dirty, don’t yoxT think?
Mother said Santa wouldn’t bring me
anything if I wasn’t good an’ kep' my
hands clean, but his aren’t clean a bit.
_ _ _ But I don’t guess he can help it.
I’his place is aAvful dirty.
“Look at all the children talkin’ to
1dm. He never will get through to talk
to me. What? Oh, I don’t want to put
my letter in that box. He might not
get it. "What does the readin' on it
say? Well and then I’ll come back in
the borin’, and maybe there won’t be
so many folks.
“tVhat? No, I’m not tired. You can
go to tiro more stores if you want to.
Sister, loolil There’s anotherSanta
Claus. Sister, don’t walk so fast. Look,
he’s ringing a bell. Let’s Avait just a
minute and see him. Aav, sister I
“Sister, can I go right liack there
and see that baby carriage ’til you get
through here? I’ll be right back.
- _ _ _ Sister, sister, there's another
Santa Claus back there! Yes, there is,
and he’s not the same one, either, ’cause
he's not so fat as the other. Come, look.
No, it’s not time to go. Sister, Avhat
makes there three Santa Clauses?
IMother said there Avas just one, and
here I’ve seen three already!
The ringing of bells
And holly, in Avreatlis,
With jo.yousness breathes
The year’s getting late.
The air even vibrates
The atmosphere’s real.
And earth seems to feel
The young cedar tree
Makes eAmryone see
The bright-colored lights
Fill the heart Avith delights
The hurr.ying throng
Seems to burst iuto song.
The neAV-fallen snOAV
Makes eAmryone knoAV
“Hello, Mike! Hoav many you sold?”
“Ten. Paper, mister?”
“I got chu beat. I’Am sold out. You
know I’m AAmrkin’ hard and saAdn’ my
money. I’m gonna get a great big pair
of gloves to give to Santa Claus Avhen
“Ain’t no use o’ doing that. He
Avon’t come to your house.”
“Betcha he Avill. I’ve been good for
over a Aveek noA\" and I’m gonna be
“Yea, but he got hurt the other day
“Hoav you knoAV?”
“I saAV it in the paper. Here it is.
It saj-s, ‘Santa Claus Badly Injured
While Landing in Parachute.’ It hap
pened in Sa . I can’t say this Avord.
AnyAvay it's out west someAvhere. He
hit the top of a house and broke him
self up. Paper, Mister.”
“I bet he gets Avell by Christmas. If
he don’t maybe Mrs. Santa Avill come
around and she can take ’em back to
him. I’m gonna Avrite a letter and
leave it Avith the gloves by my stock
ing. If he can’t Avmar ’em I’ll give ’em
“Yonder comes “36.” I gotta run if
I sell out. Morning Paper!”
Before a certain West Market Street
residence there daily stand liteiallj-
scores of people, men and AAmmen, boys
and girls, aged and young alike, in deep
est reverence as if iu homage before
a shrine. And it is a shrine, a shrine
to one Avho Avas a true representative
of our highest, our best, our most pre
cious possession, the true ideal of
southern AA’omarrliood, Mrs. i airrrie
The older folks shake their heads and
AAupe a tear froirr their eyes as they
ask, “MTrat Avill Christmas be like noAV
that Aunt Famrie is gone? No more
can it be the same.”
But Ave, the youth of the city you
loAmd so AA'ell aird earnestly, are irr-
clined to be more optimistic than our
elders. Brrt don’t rrrisurrderstarrd us.
Aunt Fannie; your goirrg has left a
spot that is raAV and bare burned upoir
our very hearts. Oh, Iioav Ave miss you,
dear friend. To think that only a feAV
morrths ago you Avere here irr orrr Amry
midst, and uoav you are gone nevermore
to return. The years to come can iieAmr
blot that spot of sorroAV from our
hearts, no Avork of mere mortals can
console us. It is not Aveakiiess or lack
of strength, but love, that runs deep.
During your lifetime you suaa’ many
changes AA’rought from Christmas to
Christmas. You saAV Avondrous things
come to pass in your span of years.
There Avere the years Avhen the stage
coach Avas repaced by the train horse-
drawn A’ehicles by automobiles, oil
lamps by electricit.v, years that brought
forth neAv generations, years of disease
and financial panic, and years of Avealth
and prosperity. Your heart Avas Avith
“The Men in Gray” one Christmas,
another found this same heart Avith their
sons as they fought under southern
skies in Cuba and the Philippines, and
still another AA'ith their grandsons, “The
Boys in Khaki,” as they braved death
to smash the Ilindenburg Line.
Though the Christmases to come Avill
not find you here in our midst. Aunt
Fannie, still your memory aaIII linger
on Avith us in the years to come and,
inspired by this, Ave, too, shall carry
on, keeping the faith and ever spread
ing “Good Tidings of Great Joy” until
Ave, too, shall came face to face AAlth
A very sad tale is told of a Scotch
man Avho Avalked ten miles to see a foot
ball game, and then Avas too tired to
climb the fence.
He—“Ever heard the Waiter Song?”
She—“No, AA'hat is it?”
He—“ShoAV me the Waiter Go Home.”
'TAvas the middle of the last period,
AAlren all through the school
Not a creature Avas studying, not even
The books AA’ere all packed on each
desk Avith care
In hopes that the last bell Avould soon
fill the air;
The pupils sat restless as each teacher
While visions of holidays danced in
And Mary iu her blue dress, and I in
Had just settled our brains for a nice
Alien out on the hiAvn there arose such
AVe sprang from our desks to see Avhat
Avas the matter.
AAvaj’ to the AvindOAv Ave fieAv like a
To open the AviudOAv and examine the
The sun on the breast of the ncAv-falleu
Gave a Christmassy feeling, and objects
AYere being pushed back to classes by
Miss Fannie Starr
AA"ho had rung the bell by mistake on
account of a jar
AAnth a ruler in her hand so lively and
I kneAv in a moment she resembled old
Alore rapid than eagles her Avords they
And she panted and shouted and called
them by name—
“Now, Sarah, and AATlliam, noAV Emma,
Go! Cynthia, and Lura and Theron
Back to your classes and out of the
Noav dash aivay, dash aAvay, dash aAvay,
Like frightened children that before a
They mounted the steps just as quick
as a fly.
So up to the class-room to courses they
AATth their arms filled with books and
their hopes all gone, too.
And then in a tAvinkling Ave heard the
And everyone seemed to be inspired to
As I dieAA in my head and AA'as turn
I though that the stair-steps AA’ould
surely come doAvn.
For jail Avas out uoav and the holidays
And the,A AAere all ready to luiA’e lots
A bundle of books they had flung on
And they looked like peddlers carrying
Their eyes, hoAv theAv tAvinkled; their
dimples, hoAA’ merry!
Their cheeks Avere like roses, their nose
like a cherry.
They had no more school cares for
seven Avhole days—■
AVhy shouldn’t they be happy in so
The thoughts of their books they put
out of their heads.
Their lessons longer they need not
And I heard them exclaim as they
passed my Avay,
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a
FROM ONE TO TWO
“Mama, isn’t it time to get up noAv?”
“No, dear, you have only been in
bed about an hour. Noav hush, and go
“AVell, I’ll try to. Call me if your
hear Santa Claus on the roof. AAIll
“Yes, dear, uoav please go to sleep.”
“Mama, Avhat time Avill Santa Claus
come to fill my stocking, and bring
my doll, and everything?”
“AVhy, I don't knoAv . If you don’t
go to sleep, I fear he aaIII skip OA^er
our house. You knoAv he doesn’t bring
things to bad children.”
“Yes, Mama, I’ll go to sleep then. I
hope he got my letter. I told him that
I had been a good little girl. Mama, do
you reckon he Avill bring me everything
I asked him to bring?”
“He might, if you aaIII only go to
sleep like a nice girl.”
“Mama, can’t I get up and see if he
has come yet? I thought I heard a
“If you don’t go to sleep I’m going
to tell Santa Claus not to bring you
a thing. He has too many good little
girls’ and bo.vs' houses to go to that
he Avill not bother Avith the naughty
“Oh, Mama, I heard some bells. I
knoAv I did! I just bet it AAms Santa
Claus on our roof! Please let me get
“If you don't go to sleep I’m going
to meet Santa Claus, and tell him
Avhat a bad girl you’ve been.”
“Oh, I'll go to sleep. Good-night.”
All is quiet for sevral minutes, then:
“Mama, Avhere are you going?”
“NoAvhere, dear, Avhy did you ask?”
“I heard you moving around. Maybe
it Avas Santa Claus instead. Do you
reckon it Avas?'’
“No, dear, uoaa' hush!”
“Mama, does it take Santa Claus all
night to get around to all the little
girls’ and boys’ houses?”
“AA'ell, Avhen does he sleep?”
“He doesn’t sleep any on Christmas
EA-e!” This AAms said A'ery emphatical
“AA'ell, I reckon he's sleepy'^ on Christ
mas day then. Isn’t he?”
“Yes, I suppose so!”
The child finally^ droppied off to sleep
from sheer exhaustion. The mother
goes doAvn to put the gifts by the tree,
and she then returns to her bed. After
about an hour of peaceful sleep she
is aAvakened again.
“Oh, Mama, it’s morning! Can I get
up noAv? I Avant to see if Santa Claus
brought my doll and eA'eryThing.”
“Y’^es, dear, you may^ get up iioaa'.”
The child ran doAAui the stairs. In
a moment this shout Avas heard: “Oh,
Mama, come see Avhat Santa Claus
brought me! Oh, goody !”
NEW SCHOOL PLANS
(Continued from Page One)
buildings. On December 1 this had in
creased by approximately 200 to 8,836.
An increased enrollment of 1,000 is ex
pected for the 1927-28 term and there
is no place to put them.
Attending the meeting AA^ere Charles
H. Ireland, chairman. Dr. C. S. Gilmer,
Monroe Chrisinan, S. L. Coltrane, and
Di. Dred Peacock, members of the
board of education; Thomas R. Foust,
county chairman of the greater, district
committee; Frederick Archer, city su
The main developments of the meet
1. AA hen the general assembly meets
eaily^ next month legislation suitable to
city and county aaIII be sought uliich
AMll return title to all property^ used
for school purposes to a special charter
district committee, Avhich aaIII operate
the Greater Greensboro district.
2. The Gellespie property in South
Greensboro is slated for a high school
serving that district.
. plan is to have a high school
in the northeastern and northwestern
sections of the city and similar schools
in the southeastern and sonthAAmstern.
^ 4. A technical high school is included
in the plans, to be situated near the
5. The first building included in the
program is one for Pomona Mills.