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VOLUME XLIV
FRANKLIN, N. C, THURSDAY, DECEMBER 19, 1929
NUMBER FIFTY-CriE
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AT CHRISTMAS
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And numerous Indeed are the ' 1
hearts to which Christmas brings -a
brief season of happiness and en- 1
joyment. How many families 1
whose members have been dispers
ed and scattered far and wide, in
the restless struggle of life, are '
then reunited and meet once again
in the happy state of companion
ship and mutual good-will, which is
' a source ;pf5uchpureah
ed delight, and one so incompatible
with , the cares and sorrows of the
world, that the religious belief of
the; rdcr?t i tciy ijized nations, and; the
jrude tradifiohToTthe rougliwt jfa'
ages, alike number it among the
first days of a future state of ex
ictence, provided for the blest and
happy ! How many old recollec
tions, and how many dormant Sym
pathies, Christmas-time awakens!
We write these words now, many
miles distant from the spot at
which, year after year, we met on
that day, a merry and joyous circ
le. Many of the hearts that throb
bed so gaily then, have ceased to
beat; many of the looks that shone
so brightly then, have ceased to
glow; the hands we grasped, have
grown cold; the eyes we sought,
have hid their luster in the grave;
and yet the old house, the room,
the merry voices and smiling faces,
the jest, the laugh, the most min
ute and trivial circumstance con
nected with those happy meetings,
crowd upon our mind at each re
currence of the season, as if the
last assemblage had been but yes
terday. Happy, happy Christmas,
that can win us back to the de
lusions of our childish days, recall
to the old man the pleasures of his
youth, and transport the traveler
back to his own fireside and quiet
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Charles Dickens.
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