The following text may have been generated by Optical Character Recognition, with varying degrees of accuracy. Reader beware!

. x‘ .‘ o on ts te, e Nee Nee N. N. N. N. Ne e e in en us uattun ui ual .’0.’0.“.“'“'“.“.“.“.“.“.“ ‘“.“.“.“.“.“.“.“ .’ #4 tetes yÂ¥ C C C L L C P JP , ””.“.“.“.“ .“ .“.“ .“ .“.1 uh2 2® * .n.nu’ t . Nee M N. Ne M e Ne e s sns astart *#. * .“ .“.“ .“.00 .“ .“ .“ .“ .“ .“ .”.“ ‘“ ... ..0 .“ .0. .“.“.“.“.“.0..“.1 ateate ce ate ate abeatnateatea teate abeate ahe ate ainate abe ce abe ols ae abe abe ae ahe ats ol in atnale ols ho afe a 2e + °0 828 W odtusty it ie ote abe atuatacte ate obeateateate ote n beate abe ce abeate abe ateatentea ie ate io n ts e a t en ““0 ite 5% # # « /*® 15 Pine Street South CE May Christmas, 1941, be a Happy One, and may the New Year be a New Year of Better Days for all / *the, : WA ae o (Gene Gladstone sSky Block Phot P.J. Doy]e 21 Cedar St. N. Pine St. N. J. W. Spooner 15 Birch St. S. P] J. Carnovale 20 Sixth Avenue P There are no fancy words that can express our present thought more truly than justâ€" "A Very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.‘" The Porcupine District Fire and Casualty Insurance Agents Association Take This Opportunity To Wish One and All _ Sulltvan Newton 13 Fourth A veâ€"Phone 604 S. Porcupine, 73 Bruceâ€"Phone 225 May Our Relations Be as Pleasant in 1942 # # *@" *@ # # *# . .% *« *# # ## # La ## *# ##* #* # # #* # # ## # # ## * 4# ## # La 4 #©.% + 3 # Phone 2135 Snelgrove Wadge Phone 1330 â€" Phone 461 Phone 104 Phone 966 «pmpmp s w# c n e dn y i# Pm y # > s * Jt3 Sky Block Phone 108 Dickson Cameron Marshall Block Simmsâ€"Hookerâ€"Pickering 13a Pine Street N. Phone 112 Gordon Block Pho J. W. Bonhomme 16 Pine St. N. Over Woolworth‘s Timmins A. Wilson Lang Albert Cain J. J. Evans Phone : Phone 2250 Phone Phone â€":= From Every Spire on Christmas Eve â€":â€" The real message of Christmas is effectively expressed in this becutiful lvric by Eleanor A. Hunter. Hope of the ages, draw Thou near, Till all the earth shall own Thy sway! And when Thou reign‘st in every heart It will, indeed, be Christmas Day. Oh, for an angel‘s voice to pierce The clouds of grief that o‘er them rist The mists of doubt and unbelief That veil the blue off Christmas skies. But there are others, not like these, Whose brows, are sad, whose hopes are crossed; To whom the season brings no cheer, And life‘s most gracious charm is lost. For faithful hearts, the angels‘ song Still echoes in the frosty air, And by the altar low they bow, In adoration and in prayer. Their me With ma: From The Cht A thousand blessed memories throng The stars are holy signs to them, And fram the eyes of every child, Looks forth the Babe of Bethlehem. To whom that story, old and sweet s but a fable at the best; The Christmas mocks their ears And life has naught of joy or rest e on Christmas Eve, bells ring clearly out of goodâ€"will and peact ill and silver shout. a Y