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FIVE CHRISTMASES 1989â€"What is this war? 1940â€"What if we lose? 1941â€"Can we win? 1942â€"We can win. 1943â€"We are winning. True independence is never afraid of appearâ€" ing dependent, and true dependence leads always to the most perfect independence. Always bearing in mind that thousands of our finest people have died to save us, and reserving for the bereaved a deep and lasting sympathy, we now can look forward to Vicâ€" tory and Peace on Earth. â€" THE MEANING OF CHRISTMAS (By Francis J. Speliman, Archbishop of New York, in Reader‘s Digest) GRIMSBY INDEPENDENT PUBLISHING LIMITED JOHN W, GLENDINNING, President. WILFRED m. LAWSON, Viceâ€"President J. ORLON LIVINGSTON, Secretary, and Editor Holiday and Holy Day, Christmas is more than a yule log, holly or tree. It is more than natural good cheer and the giving of gifts. Christmas is even more than the feast of the home and of children, the feast of love and friendship. It is more than all of these together. Christmas is Christ, the Christ of justice and charity, of freedom and peace. The leaders and peoples of nations must understand these fundamental truths if we are ever to have freedom and peace. Unless charters and pacts have a divine sanction, TWO *ssued every Thursday from office of publiâ€" eation, Main and Oak Streets, Grimsby. mbm 36 N‘l“‘» y, Holidays, 539 luhmm-uo& m 'z;u tnwcunda and $2.50 per year States, payable * in advance. The joy of Christmas is a joy that war cannot kill. for it is the joy of the soul and the soul cannot die. Poverty cannot prevent the joy of Christmas, for it is «. joy no earthâ€" ly wealth can give. Time cannot wither Christmas, for it belongs to eternity. The world cannot shatter it, for it is union with Him who has overcome the world. 7 CHEIKE . EBE MAAA o ol ccd i 0 dom, for it is only the following of Christ that makes m.en free. . _ & s 9t n1 14 5 014 222200 mprrtacdity â€"atrlpdinadioirent y I unleu“GodistheP_anmountRnlerofthe world," then again and again, as the waves upon the shore, must catastrophe follow catastrophe. _ 7 x o Not until men lay aside greed, hatred, pride and the tyranny of evil pass««<s, to travel the road that began at Bethleliem, will the Star of Christmas peace illuminate the world. Christmas is the Birthday 'of r"f}-ee- h s o en ouen 12 s viink THE CHILDREN‘S CHRISTMAS Christmas celebrates the birth of the inâ€" fant whose marvellous teaching has revoluâ€" tionized the world. The picture of that little child born in a stable £ < cradled in a manger draws the world‘s lerut to youth. So Christmas has always centered about child life, and it places i+« first thought on bringâ€" ing happiness to the ‘{le ones. L ®# # # So there are scene® of joy in every home that is blessed by children. _ Parents take inâ€" finite delignt in fillinz the kidlet‘s stockings with fasciauting toys, and sceing their eves with 3869@°00 ""Clurnrise and pleasure as they lights and sparkling ing tinse! seems like a ecstatic little ones. T with unchecked glee, & resonnd through the i apt to be still more h scene of merriment &1 Some youngElet: th'y WOM possessions. . At many families W the little ones T childhooud. _ | FACTS & FANCIES $ Frank Fairborn, Jr. â€" The 3 should do $ Penned and Pilfered Tbe”_Grimsby Independent Member Canadian Weekly Newspaper Association. f Lincoin County‘s Leading Weekty" Established 1885 w . >A# ‘;. * ’m”hflfluhlfihz 'm T BQ InmHJ _ °C undl.f&flmntnhmttheir ‘ _ At the same time t ies where playtnings are es miss something of *! xpected gift. Almos+ any evening after school is out one can observe sanguinary engagements waged against Japs and Germans with weaâ€" * pons that an unsympathéetic observer might mistake for broomsticks and garden tools. A .__ battered expressâ€"wagon is easily converted i8 â€" into a tank, a naval gun or a diveâ€"bomber. It‘s rather tough on parents, whose im»â€" ginations are no longer equal to creating a land of makeâ€"believe without the elaborate props of preâ€"war Christmazses. One can hardâ€" ly spend an afternoon demonstrating to little Johnny the proper method 0f running a wooden tractor. ® For little Johnny and his friends, the situation is not too serious. â€" One young lady of our acquaintances, forbidden the use of her skippingâ€"rope indoors, because of possible damage to mantelâ€"piece Ornaments, still skips happily in the livingâ€"room, swinging an imaginary rope. to turn out tanks and guns made of wood and cardboard, but fl,g,,‘“m no clockwork mechanisms. Wooden tr«ins lack the mobiliâ€" ty of the streamlined electrics of a few Christmases ago. Even dolls this year are so econgmnically constructed as to force the conclusion that many of Santa‘s elves and gnomes have been caught PY 4 compulsory transfer order. o And Santa Claus has given the parents one break. This year the afterâ€"dinner nap will not be interrupted by the notes of a tin trumpet. TALhING TURKEY The main thing about your Christmas turkey is that it should be tender, brown and wellâ€"stuffed. It matters little whether the breed Black Norfolk, White Holland, Bourbon Red Black Norfolk, Narragansett, or Slate. The proof of a bird is in the eating. However, your turkey holds more than gastronomic fltemt, according to ornitholoâ€" gists of the Royal Ontario Museum. Young as it may be, its history stems back several centuries. Indians of the American Southwest first domesticated the turkey, a species found naâ€" tive only on this continent. Spanish explorâ€" ers took Mexican breeding stock to Spain from whence it spread to other countries of the Old World. It reached England between 1520 and 1540. It was brought back to America by the early settlers The ingenuity of Santa Claus has been sadly taxed this vear. He hos done his best In the course of time the several varieâ€" ties mentioned above were developed by breeding. Apparently all originated from Mexican stock. The wild race which was once plentiful in eastern North America seems to have contributed nothing to your Christmas dinner, although your pioneer forefathers feas ted on it. + 1 . â€"he generous at an early age, the habfe is ikely to remain < m manent in their later life. S:dChrl:t;!;Smlof the children is to be reg:rded 85 8 IDTM 0, education, which teaches heah th‘:ir friends life sharing their blessing W and those who need help. T. of hristmas to those who are likeiy to mis© sore of this gladness. If the children can mar their gifts oat of their own money, inâ€" stead { asking the‘r parents to provide them with thgrecessary cash, they will come nearâ€" er learnig the real meaning of Christmas. If they arn the money to majke the gifts, they finithe real joy that cssn come from such offeings. "Teh cadihe WAR CHRISTMAS This quaint prayer hang: outside the doors of the Refectory of the Cathedral at Chester, England. Give me a good digestioa, Lord, And also something to digest; Give me a healthy body, Lord, With sense to keep itâ€"at its best GCive me a healthy mind, Good Lord, To keep the good and pure in Sizht Which, seeing sin, is not appalled .‘ But finds a way to set it right. Give me a mind that is not bored, That does not whimper, whine ..» , Don‘t let me worry over much About the fussy thing called "I" Give me a sense of humor, Lord, Give me the grace to see a joke, To,.tmeplwmeouto“ife Andpuitmxtogtherfolk. Fough problem for many people :‘fi now. Wb.t to fl'c for m“; that, hwto!etit.or wh_m?. A 24â€"yearâ€"old Lancashire girl stood up forlflhonninabombconhcntmny flight to Canada. It isn‘t the sort of thing that should be cnevuraged, but when a woâ€" mm'mcmhd to do something, â€"hat can D8 about it. TBE â€"GRIM *# Alg h (Written for Sgt.â€"Air Observer Pery eC whonnmluoum”dmm“’ mmofiborumwmnnl’mmmw Jessic May Bain, Grimsby). Youv. played the game and fought th« fight, You‘ve done your very best, Your craft set down, your post give o‘er, Come up, dear heart, and rest." He grew so tail, our bonnie lad, So strong, and blithe ana gay, His hours flew by on joy‘s fleet wings, His years seemed but a day. He gloried in the games at school, Upon the playing field, And in the classes too, excelled, His name‘s there, on a shield, Through pathless realms of boundless space We pictured him in flight, Till the Master said "Come higher son, Your task is done toâ€"night." "Your eyes are keen, and faithfully They‘ve searched the warâ€"torn skies, In neace they‘ll view the glory here, For glory is your prize. And then away to war be went, So eager, dauntless, brave, To soar above the puny earth, A stricken world help save. With one swift leap he scaled the heights, tles, petticoat, That seemed like hills he‘d known, buttoned shoes, And gained the heavenly tablelands, nightgowns, puf Where happy spirits roam. i‘ng._pnkhx.glg INDEPENDE N T ‘The golden gates that swing ajar, For him had opened wide, And he found many comrades there Who had journeyed by his side. And on a lovely deathless scroll, That Time can never dim, Our Lord himself has penned his name, And keeps him close to Him. He must have longed for streets at home, And wished he could be there, But now he walks the street8 of gold, In a city, wondrous fair. Blue waters of the lake he loved, And breasted them with glee, In Memoriam Observer Perry McLean ing, baking, cleaning, washing, ironingâ€"raised big mmuâ€"muammm!mym stead of corsets, scanties insterd of panties, pageâ€" boy bob instead of braids, smoke cigarettes in pubâ€" lic, red enamel their nails and toes, accentuate the lines of their mouths with vivid lipstick, wear openâ€" toe wedgies instead of high button shoes, drive cars recklessly but not wrecklessly, play bridge for high stakr« and go in for politics as a pastime instead f And thus he went, and ts "y said, "So longâ€"te seeing ; _ ." And weo will see him cace .gain, In the Land where dreuns come true. nightgowns, pufls in their hairâ€"did their own cookâ€" "Mene, Mene Tekel Upharsin." God hath numbered thy kingdom and finished it. Bibâ€" lical thought for the day for Berliners. vmmmmwm\u--wv In sunlit, sylvan bowers, mmmumudldr. a Ap.mdm Along the trail are loving friends, Who never will forget, i We do not say that he is dead, Or that his sun has set, For sorrow he‘ll know never more, Nor any sort of care He‘ll not grow old, but stay so young, In the mansions over there. Dear are the memories we have, Today women wear anklets instead of stockings, shorts in the summer, slacks in the wintor, bras inâ€" But rather that he‘s just gone up, Ahead, a little way, mm:m.nMMm onrhuruwandunhlnlu.' "Tis fit that he is sleeping now, Byllhmlnlflfl’u"’"" WHAT A DIFFERENCE SIXTY YEARS MAKES sweet we missed not knowing aim, mt.heudumdmmno. Of his young life‘s short while m,“flm_m‘w: STARDUST ! K# For peaceful days and quiet nights ... iBr homics secure and the Inuighien afIitic dlfldrcn...fa'fi)odenon&lnd to spare « » » for the right to live as free men live . . . Let us be grateful. * For the bounty of the harvest gathâ€" mdin...fortbeéflilit of our fhields ... firtherichmofvmineand fore=t and waterway . . . for the glorious strength of this, our Canada . .. Let us give thanks. /x O all we have endured . . . the sac iâ€" ficuwehnenade...olnnaccusumu | task and sterner effort . . . and of ==r :;53!: resolve that freedom:; shell forev»r ve. .. K Cluster of stars in a winter sky ; : . shadows of dusk drifting into night . . . shimmer of snow in the starlight, on field and roadway and roof ... glow of lighted windows patterning the darkness ... and distant (gmu trembling threegh the K Christmastide . .. and the New Yoear beckonitngn.d. . a fitting season for quiet * In all we shall endeavour mustldxieve...injm darkr days t‘«utmmebel: ocoinwm.kfllf.hh;n Let us be proud. I‘mklmdmfl. THE i "Ourilaunz' are as the starâ€"dust Strewn by the hand of God." The may swiftly dawn When wer is not, « When storied Isles of Greece, HYBROâ€"CLECTRIC POWER commissio® OF ONTaARIO on nations shall in consort tread quuet ways of peace . . ." es LEmichem, there to hail th« °‘ d” P""" of Peace. So may Thursday, ® that come before the dawn unshaken faith in victory . . . « . . in journey through th stars inspire us to mightier greater sacrifice . . . the! overthrown and that the . December 23, 1943. . aund hate is doad ;;.illl“ Wt ears ago, o e mangerâ€" , busâ€" high