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The Christmas Story
Taken From the Second Chapter of Luke
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 this taxing was first made when Cyrenius was gover
nor of Syria.)
And all went to be taxed, every one into his own city.
And Joseph also went up from Galilee, out of the city of
Nazareth, into Judaea, 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
accomplished that she should be delivered.
And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him
in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because
there was no room for them in the inn.
And there was 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 shown 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 is
come to pass, which the Lord hath 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 they had heard and seen, as it was told unto
them.
Looking Back Into The Record
December 16,1949
Dear Santa,
I am a little boy five years old. I try to
be good most of the time. Please bring
me a holster set with bullets, train and
airplane, some Gene Autry bedroom
slippers and an auto transport truck.
Be good to all the little boys and girls.
LUTHER KING
Dear Santa,
I have been a little bit bad, but I am
still good because my mother makes
me mind. I want a doll bed, a sewing
machine, a doll that drinks from a
bottle, some baby pants and some
dresses. Please be good to my baby
sister.
KAY FAIR
December 18,1964
Dear Santa,
I have two pets. One is named Curly
and one is named Porky. I am in the
second grade and getting good pa
pers. I have one sister named Jill. I
have one brother named Todd. My
mother's name is Gladys and my
daddy's name is Macon. I love them
very much. Santa, please bring me a
Johnny Seven OMA. My favorite
programs are Gomer Pyle and Sun
rise Theatre. My favorite foods are
steak and hamburger. Please go to
Uncle W.D.'s house to see his chil
dren.
CRAIG WEMYSS
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Dear Santa,
I am a little boy in the second grade.
My teacher is Mrs. Hicks. 1 have one
sister, Linda. She is in the fifth grade.
My favorite food is fried chicken. My
favorite television program is The
Beverly Hillbillies. Please bring me a
and a GJ. Joe Sailor and his
equipment Linda wants a Skipper
doll with clothes. Thank you.
RICHARD HOLTZMAN
Dear Santa,
I love you. I think you are nice. I'm in
the second grade. I like to watch TV
and my favorite show is Red Skelton.
I want a Barbie doll with clothes, a
suitcase, clothes for me and a Crazy
Clock game. I will leave you some
cake. I hope you like it. Bring my
sister some clothes. Bring my mother
and father something, too. Bring some
pecans and things. Bring a surprise
for my mother, father, sister and me.
I think my mother wants a sewing
machine. Bring my sisterastereo.and
bring my father and me anything!
WANDA LEE WILSON
December 29,1979
Dear Santa,
I want you to bring my mom some
perfume, two bottles of it I want you
to bring my father five neckties. I will
leave some hot cocoa and cookies on
the kitchen table. Bring me a racing
track and dump truck, and please bring
something nice for my grandparents.
ALFATIR CRAWFORD
Dear Santa,
I hope all of your friends have a safe
Christmas. I would like for you to
leave someone a special gift, and that
special someone is my teacher, Mrs.
Arlington. I would like you to bring
her a necklace. There is also someone
else, my mother. Will you please leave
her something very nice? And will
you please leave these things forme? ?
I'd like abeauty salon, a Baby-Grows
Up, two doll trunks and some jeans.
OPHERRAL EATON
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Dear Santa,
I've been real good this year. I have
helped my dad feed the dogs, and I
have helped my mother dust and clean
my room. Please bring me a cowboy
suit, a hot pickup. Levis', Dallas
Cowboy shoes, an Off The Road
Adventure Buggy.aSuper Loop, some
surprises, and some nuts, fruit and
candy.
MARK CARROLL
The Warren County Scene
WAITING FOR THE BIG NIGHT?A deer named Rudolph
hides behind a brick wall somewhere in Warren County, waiting
for a call from Santa to lead the Christmas Eve sleigh ride from the
North Pole to most of the homes hereabouts.
(Staff Photo by Phyllis H. King)
Here and There
Howard
Jones
Greetings Come In Mail
One of the joys of the Christinas season for me comes from the
postman who brings a surprising number of greeting cards to one
who is traditionally negligent when it comes to exchanging holiday
best wishes.
Probably travelling the longest distance this year was one from
Dr. and Mrs. Henry H. Presler of Fargo, N. D., the parents of the
Rev. Henry A. Presler, who served several years ago as the rector of
the three Episcopal churches in Warren County.
The Christmas correspondence from Dr. and Mrs. Presler
generally takes,the form of a newsletter, .and thjs year's ,yas no ex
ception. It mentions the fact that this year North Dakota a
celebrating the centennial of its 1889 admission to the union, and con
tains a picture of Dr. and Mrs. Presler standing before a permanent
exhibit which honors the North Dakota men who have been recipi
ents of the Congressional Medal of Honor.
It was not until I received the newsletter that I learned that the
maternal grandfather of my good friend, Henry, now an Episcopal
priest in Monroe, was a recipient of this distinguished medal.
Henry's grandfather was born in 1875 in Dakota Territory and
served during the Spanish-American War with the Dakota Scouts in
the Philippine Islands where he won the Medal of Honor.
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In the early 1960s I went to Chicago to visit a friend, and it was my
hope while there to see a concert by Peter, Paul and Mary, then a
young folk-singing trio. But, alas, either Peter, Paul or Mary was in
carcerated in a Chicago jail on some drug-related charge which
would probably have been a minor violation by today's standards.
At any rate, the concert had to be called off, and I never got to see
them perform. That is, not until earlier this month, when they ap
peared on the public television network in a holiday special. Then, as
fate would have it, midway through their grand performance of
Christmas music, an electrical power outage occurred, and for the
second time in almost 30 years, I missed their concert.
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The mail this week contained a couple of poems which I found of
interest, and wish to share as a form of Christmas greetings to the
readers of this column.
The first was written by Dr. Dorothy K. Hunt of Henderson, and
was taken from her 1987 copyrighted book of poems entitled "Reach
ing for a Star Through Poetical Imagery". The title of the poem is
"Christmas," and it reads as follows:
Christmas comes but once a year,
We look forward to
Lots of fun and cheer.
We rush our shopping and other chores,
With fear
That we shall not be ready when the time is here.
Christmas comes but once a year
To remind us, that without fanfare
A Baby was given to the world.
A Baby was born in Bethlehem
Under a bright star,
Wise men brought gifts from afar.
There with the animals, in a smelly stable
This newborn Baby lay
In stubbles of dry hay.
Christmas comes but once a year,
If we are not caught up in commercial trappings,
It will be all the more worth living?
Because we've learned from the miracle of ureelfish giving.
The second poem, a non-published original penned by Mrs.
Eleanor B. Hall of Rt. 2, Macon, strikes a chord made familiar by
the weather of late. Entitled "The Ice Storm," her poem reads as
follows:
The storm has passed on with the night
And now, the sun is shining bright
The power is off?the roads deserted.
The linemen all have been alerted. j
For them, it's cold and wet and gruelin'.
For me, it's just "The World by Steuben." ,
Notes From
All Over
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Diane
My Kind Of Holiday
I
For weeks now, I've been dreading the holiday season. It always seems
that we start counting the number of days until Christmas way back in
August?and most of us don't even pay attention until a week or so before
hand.
This year, though, I've done something unusual. I have finished all my
Christmas shopping and have all the presents wrapped and underneath the
tree. Never before December 24th at 9 p.m. have I had my shopping done.
Never. And knowing me, I probably forgot to buy a gift and will remember
Saturday at 8 p.m. Oh well, it's just par for the course.
Without taking notice of the shopping headaches which plague many of us,
there are some joys of the holiday season in which we can all take part?like
giving that special someone a special gift, seeing family members who live
faraway and just enjoying "togetherness." All of these go hand-in-hand with
the holiday season.
I still get excited when I wake up on Christmas morning. It's kind of like
I really believe there will be a present under there for me that wasn't there the
night before. But to see my son's eyes light up when he realizes that Santa
Claus visited him once again is just priceless. I enjoy it no end.
Ah, I guess that's what Christmas is all about. Giving, sharing, loving and
caring. That's my kind of holiday.
There is a nut sing home in Vermont that's home to the Ho Ho Hot Line?
a toll free number you can call to place your Christmas order.
Seniors living at Briarwood Nursing Home like to call their place "Santa
Claus Central" because of the non-stop ringing of their phones from 1-5 p.m.
each year Dec. 12-27.
The phone will be cheerfully answered with a "Ho ho ho" to all callers. And
there is no need to worry?all the residents have taken a crash course through
the nursing home's Ho Ho Academy and are specially trained to play Santa
Claus.
Call 1 -800-442-XMAS to get in on the Christmas spirit. But be careful, it's
catching!
I heard this really awful joke the other night on television?what do a cat
on the beach and Christmas have in common?
Answer: Sandy Claws.
Get it?!?
As Others See It
Comments On Titles, Tipping
By SAM RAGAN
In The (Southern Pines) Pilot
Some weeks ago we wrote about this newspaper's policies in regard to the
use of titles with names. We still do not care for using "Mr." in front of the
name of every male, as some newspapers have started doing. We use "Mr."
in obituaries, and when a person has reached the ages of 95 or 100.
We were rather reluctant to use the prefix of "Ms." for all females. Our
dictionary had stated that "Ms." was an abbreviation for manuscript, and we
didn't think Mary Jones would like to be addressed as Manuscript Mary
Jones. However, we soon discovered that "Ms." was gaining greater and
greater acceptance and preference, so wtoyielded to the demands t>f the '
- The femala-prefuissue does not go away though, and we read a news story
thikl?ael>ikeek in which Judith Martin, who writes the "Miss Manners"
syndicated column, insists that "Ms." should be used. She had written a book
called "Guide for the Tum-of-the-Millenium," in which she talks more about
the matter.
She thinks "Mistress" and "Madam" are good words, even though they
"took up dirty connotations," and we think most people are careful about
calling someone a mistress or madam.
Miss Manners, nee Judith Martin, says in the news story that "Ms. is
marvelous. It's in the best tradition of etiquette."
In her book, Ms. Martin takes on other causes and among those things she
very much wants to see brought to an end are business entertaining and
tipping. For her, both are abominations.
Our guess is though she will have a harder time eliminating business
entertaining and tipping than in gaining acceptance of "ms." as a title or
honorific.
Apples, grapes, cranberries, plums and cherries should be stored in the
refrigerator immediately after purchase and are best eaten within a week.
PUBLIC NOTICE
SPECIAL MEETING
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Notice is hereby given that the Warren County Board of
Commissioners will hold a special meeting on Wednesday,
December 20, 1989 at 6:30 p.m. in the Warren County Court
house, Main Street, Warrenton, N.C.
The purpose of this meeting is to finalize construction con
tracts relative to the Warren County Medical Facility renovation
project, as well as entertain any other business to come before
the Board.
All interested citizens are invited to attend.
GEORGE E. SHEARIN, SR., Chairperson
Warren County Board of Commissioners
Ok 13.20
We're all fixed up and ready to wish you a
wonderful holiday. Thanks a lot.
MILES HARDWARE
Warranton, N.C.