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sfiggggggfigggggg mst@s@ooofiogoggfi nc oo ar o c PS . o § e lc hk 20 wmfigggggggfiggggg_ 71 Third Avenue Fourth Avenue ALWAYS AT YOUR SERVECE Corner Third Avenue and Cedar Street North, Timmins VENETIAN SWEETS TEA ROOMS A Merry Christmas SMITH ELSTON_ LIMITED What more can we convey to you in extending to you our greetings, except the wish that Christmas be the merriest and the New Year the most prosperous of all. Yours be every joy and treasure, Peace, enjoyment, love and pleasure That‘s our Wish to all old friends and others in the district. DRY CLEANING, DYVEING AND PRESSING "ALTERATIONS AND REPAIRS Extending our Best Wishes for a Very Merry Chrlstmas â€"_â€"â€"and a Happy New Year. May Good Luck attend you during Christmas and through 1933 is‘ our earnest wish. P Timmins Youngsters early learn to curb their curiosity about Santa Claus, his orig:n, personality, and all else about him. Left to themselves they are ready to accept the story of Santa Claus withâ€" out question. To grownâ€"ups some storâ€" ‘es may ceom to be too good to be true. but to the child the very goodness of the tale seems a prcof of its truth. One youngster in town, canefully avoiding all question about the Santa Claus idea, accepting his mother‘s version of the matter, and not disputing his father‘s careful suggesâ€" tion that Santa Claus is a spirit, and that in ceffect the whole tale about Christmas and its mysterious gifts is a true one,â€"this youngster nevertheless has a very lvely curiosity about the Christmas Tree. "What do they have Christmas Trees for?" he asks. "And who started it?" Perhaps, he can see the plausibility of Santa Claus coming down a chimneyâ€"sven when there is no chimney in the house.. Little things like that do not bother the ordinary child. The normal youngster has the g:ft of imagination and so is able to understand many things that are difâ€" ficult for some grownâ€"ups. Probably the youngster in question feels that a Christmas Tree does not make the ideal place for the hanging of presents. A large box or bin or a series of deâ€" corated tables and shelves may apâ€" e a Remantic Tale of Tree and the Which the Castom Grew. i i peal to the child as more practical. Sleighs and cars and other things can not even be placed on the tree; they have to rest on the floor underneath. There is always the danger that they might be overlooked, if not upon the tree! Oh is there? Perhaps, not! In any event it seems difficult to see the ordinary youngster overlooking anyâ€" thing at Christmas time. Hdwever, to return to the Timmins youngster with his questions:â€""Why a Christmas Tree?" and "Whoâ€" Started it?" there is a charming little story telling of the origin of the Christmas Tree custom. â€" Here it is:â€" The First Christmas Tree ‘That night a stray moonbeam found its way through the trees and cast its light upon the little cottage in the clearing, making it bright and cheerful in the surrounding gloom of the forest. Inside the cottage, all was bright and cosy. The flames and sparks danced and crackled merrily in the fireplace shedding a soft, shadowy glow about the room. Seated in front of the fireplace, gn old man sat reading. On either knee sat two small ~children, their eyes bright, with happiness as they listened to the ageâ€"old story of St. Nicholas. The old man stopped reading and raised his head to listen. "What‘s that?" he asked. From outside the cottage thereâ€"came a faint ory.â€"~Inâ€" a few â€"momentsâ€"it â€"beâ€" came louderâ€"now unmistakably the cry of a child. The children dashed across the room and opened the door. "Why it‘s a little boy," cried one of them. *ixies The man brought with him a glowing torch from the fire. "Ye, it‘s a little boy, all right," he said. "But how on earth could he have wandered so far?" He picked the little lad up in his arms and placed him in the chair by the fireside. The boy was poorly clad, but his face, lighted by the soft glow from the fireplace, was almost angelic as he slept the tired sleep of exhaustion and hunger. "He must be starved," said one of the children.. "Let‘s give him some broth." And with that they dashai out into the tiny kitchen. "I don‘t live anywhere," said the boy. "I was lost in the woods and I saw the light from your window, and I was aWâ€" fully tired." "No sooner had they returned when the little boy awoke, rubbed his eyes and looked about him. "Where am I?" he asked, wearily. "Don‘t worry, lad, you‘ll be all right in minute. Where do you live?" “i{ere have someof this."‘ And the two children offered him the ‘bread and broth which they had prepared. When he had finished, the o}d man spoke again. should be standing before them but the strangerâ€"child, now richly clad in silver costume. There was a strange radiance about him as he spoke. "I am the Christâ€"child. 1 spend my when the children opened who life lost, you took Me in. When I was hungry you fed Me, and when I was tired you gave Me a place to rest. I have your blessing." From a nearby fir tree He broke a twig and planted it in the ground. "This twig," He said, "shall soon beâ€" come a tree, and sheall bring forth fruits and good things year by year to all who are good and deserving, for it has My blessing." With that, He and His merry troupe disappeared into the forest, and their music gradually died away until it could no longer be heard. That is the story of the first Christâ€" mas tree, which has since become a part of the Yulet:de festival in every country. Don‘t Pitch Yuletide _ Spirit into Alley Keep the Christmas Spirit Even Though the Christmas Tree Must be Disâ€" carded. "The â€"Discarded Christmas Tree." A year ago Roy L. Smith, a talented writer, who much of the Rotarian Magazine, penned what is looked â€"upon as one of the Christmas classics. <It touches on the "Discarded Christmas Tree," preaching a sure morâ€" al and giving the needed inspiration that the spirit of Christmas should be carried through into the new year,â€" that the happy, the generous, the kindâ€" ly, the kingly spirit of Christmas should be watered and fed, even though the Christmas Tree and the other trapâ€" pings of the season must be discarded. This year the message of Roy L. Smith seems to be particuarly needed, and so his essay, "The Discarded Christmas ‘Tree," is given herewith in full:â€" â€"=" The Discarded Christmas Tree It lay in the dirty snow and slush of the alley, a pathetic and bedraggled little Christmass casualty. Gone were the gay little ornaments that had made it seem like an imâ€" portation from fairyland. Only a few strands of tangled tinsel clung dejectâ€" edly to its twigs. Gone were the twinkling lights it had worn so airily a few short days ago. Instead of the glad cries of children dancing about it in exuberant joy was the clatter of the ragpicker‘s cart and the rumble of the big truck that lumbered down the alley. It was a discarded Christmas tree, the most dismal and woebegone sight in all the world. But more pathetic than the little trée were the hearts of those who had nwun into the aue.y For one glorious day they sang and laughed and exulted in the sheer joy of living. A new spirit came into the house and into their heartsâ€"something gladdening, cleansing, heartening. Tickerâ€"tape and bridge scores were completely forgotten. The making of a living was submerged, for one short day, in the merryâ€"making.. All hearts became child hearts again, with no room in them for aught else than kindliness and good will. o For one day we really live! The whole world is populated by a race that has become careâ€"free, . laughing, singâ€" ing, gladsome children again, who trust each other and put love where susâ€" picion and malice have been. But next morning Mother noticed that the needles were dropping from the little tree and her sense of orderâ€" liness was outraged. She could not be cleaning up after an outworn bit of sentiment. Into the alley it must go. Christmas was over! And next morning Father was at the office again, immersed in the daily grind. Instead of a shouting child upâ€" on his back, he bore the burdens of great responsibilities upon his shouldâ€" ers. â€" His voice of yesterday, so soft and tender in the singing of old famiâ€" liar Christmas carols, could scarcely be recognized in the brusque, snappy tone of the "boss" as he laid plans for the annual invoice. Yes Christmas Was Over! It had been tossed out into the alley along with the little Christmas tree and a joyous, affecticnate, hap‘ipy famâ€" ily settled back to the normal life of hurry and worry. Occasiconally someone rises to proâ€" test the terrible waste of Christmas trees, cut by the millions for the enâ€" tertainment of the homes for but a day. ‘The waste may be serious, opinions seems to differ. But certain it is that a mighty protest is due against the tragic waste of Christmas. What a transformation Christmas works in our lives for one brief holiâ€" day! Families are reunited, mothers are made glad, little children come inâ€" to their own, feuds are forgotten, poâ€" verty is ignored, soldiers in the trenches exchange goodwill greetings with their enemies across noâ€"man‘sâ€"land, comâ€" petitors wish one ancther well, and harassed men and women surrender everywhere to the universal infection of good cheer. WiL m VC Leld AAWRE . ME _ CR MCM C M t t t in shippingâ€"rooms, and in factories, is the triumphant spirit that Christmas brings, the spirit of faith, goodwill, and mutual trust. Christmas is a spirit! To have that spirit anytime makes Christmas anyâ€" time. To lose that spirit is to, lose Christmas, and all its blessed accomâ€" paniment of peace and confidence. Anything that increases the spirit of Christmas in the world lengthens life. Did anyone ever try taking the Christmas tree down to the office with ge;xéâ€"x:al ’ma;xager’s offices, and direcâ€" tor‘s rooms, as well as upon the sgreets, , TIMMINS, ONTARIO the Synwunun ue un n zh m h es mfigggggggggfigggfim § on . gwmwmwmwwwmmwwmmg s m@kmmmm ' P TTA ‘ | It is our sincere wish that all our customers yh s hn 9 e c aF c toads h uie Cl ClE O old CA CA CA CA CA CIE C( 31 First Avenue 7 Spruce Street South OSTROSSER CO. . _ _MENs wear °_ 13% Pine Street North â€" â€" _ It is our sincere wish that all our customers and friends have a real Old Time Christmas Day and that Health and Happiness follow you through the Coming Year. Pleasant business associations during the past have made us many friends and to these and all others we send the one and only wish "Merry Christmas." Heartfelt Greetings to yor: and yours for a Happy Christmas and Prosperity in the New Year MEN‘S AND BOYS‘ FURN;SHINGS 1e Phone 740 â€" Schumacher Timmins Timmins