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THE BULLETIN, December 26, 195?—PAGE 7-B T R A N <3 Little-Known •y M. J. MURRAY i SUT TRUp Fact* for Catholics S*® 1 CbpTTlfM. 1SW, N.C.W.C. W#w* Servtoo DEVIL’S FUNERAL-1 /// MEDIEVAL > ■ Britain, a mourN/nq | Bell was tolled the I ■Hour Before midnight I TO CELEBRATE THE LEqEND\ that the devil died as Christ was born . Wp ScAo/afrR ^ § AeA'eve glRLW S GUR ~6o fvn/e actuary taken p/ace "■between, tAe yecJtS SA. . 7 &■ 4. -B.C : i AS PART OF THC CHRISTMAS NIGHT CELEBRATIONS AT CASTFLNAU, FRANCE, A CHILD SOLEMNLY leads a 'Donkey . INTO THE CHURCH . ®sbsp v v 7 touch cadol-S/ngert often go from house td house IN THE CjVISE OF ANIMALS, AND ARE PAID WITH GIFTS OF FOOD. !C dale's CELLAR RESTAURANT PEACHTREE AND IVY STREETS CHARCOAL BROILED STEAK CHICKEN — SEAFOOD Hours: 11 a. m.-ll p. m.. Luncheon through Dinner VISIT BEAUTIFUL DALE'S COFFEE HOUSE Lobby Imperial Hotel 6 a. m.-lO p. m. HORSE MB ELKS BRMOtSTS PRESCRIPTION COMPOUNDING IS THE MOST IMPORTANT WORK WE DO SUNDRIES ft DELIVERIES TR. 6-8836 810 N. Highland Ave., N. E. Atlanta, Ga. GILL CLEANERS k LAUNDRY Deluxe Service Throughout BE SURE TO CHECK OUR PRICES WHEN MAKING A CHANGE Twin Oaks Plaza DR. 8-1711 Decatur, Ga. Denney’s Barber And Beauty Shop Serving Decatur and Glenwood 509-511 DERRILL DR. BU. 9-0535 DECATUR, GA. COMPLETE AUTO TRANSIT “Serving the Southeast Safely” Atlanta and Doravsiie, Ga. Twas Fite m m m n The Seminary By Joseph A. Drew, C.S.P. I watched the eager eyes of my prospective convert as they told their own story. They told of a deep sense of gratitude to God and to me . . . buzz . . . buzz . . . Oh, the bell! Five thirty and time to get up ■—■ time to forget my dreams and return to seminary life . . . I struggle out of bed and reach my chair. Clumsily I yank my socks up over my ankles. “Lord, did I have this much ■trouble rising back in Flush ing?” Too drowsy to decide such a question, I pick up my towel and walk to the washroom. I’m relieved to see eight or nine other faces looking just as tired as mine. The wat er on my face is good, too. Now I remember: it’s the day before Christmas and this is my first one in the seminary. I wonder if I’ll be disappointed. I always loved Christmas at home. DIFFERENT THIS YEAR I try to picture the scene at Bethlehem: it’s rather difficult with soap in my eyes. Each time I have an image of the stable or the crib or the Child, it gets shoved about by my er rant thoughts. Jesus Christ be came an infant. Jesus Christ, God Almighty, became so small. He became so weak, just like I feel now (buzz . . . buzz). That’s two bells for chapel; I’ll think about it some more down there. Some mornings I find myself sleeping like the Apostles in the Garden, with the Master only a few paces away. But not this morning. Christmas knocks too loud. It won’t let me sleep. I sense that this Christmas will be different. It’s been different already. I didn’t have to battle the bumper-to-bLimper traffic in front of Gertz Department Store to buy Pop the belt that turned out four inches too large. Nor did I grow deaf listening to the story of Rudolph’s red nose. And Santa Claus, the jovial old fellow who wants to fulfill ev erybody’s wish, did not stare at me from every shopping win dow. I know I’m not indifferent to it all. The steady stream of mail and packages that lie in wait for Christmas on the Superior’s floor interests me. Mom, Pop, Sis, Jim — even my seven- months old Godchild has sent me something. I know I’ll like the bathing suit: the veterans here at the college tell me it’s just what one needs for our sumrher place at Lake George. I’ll like all the presents — but this Christmas I’ll think a little more of the love that goes with them. Oops, here I sit in chapel meditating on the meaning of Christmas and I can’t get gifts RYBERT PRINTING COMPANY PRINTING LITHOGRAPHING "Serving Atlanta Since 1912" TR. 5-4727 ~ 550 Forrest Road, N. E.~" Atlanta, Ga. Eastwood Hardware & Builder Supply Co. SERVING THE DECATUR & GLENWOOD AREAS 3926 Glenwood Rd BU. 9-3788 Decatur, Ga. Season's Greetings Skyland Pharmacy PURE DRUGS • PRESCRIPTIONS SUNDRIES WE DELIVER BUFORD HIGHWAY ME. 4-3393 ATLANTA, GA. LOOK FOR THE FRIENDLY F0RE1CIST HEALERS ... EVERYWHERE • ICE CREAM • MILK out of my mind! Perhaps I’m not so far from the meaning. Isn’t gratitude at the heart of Christmas? Didn’t we receive the greatest gift at Christmas? Thanks, Lord. Thanks for Mom, Pop, and my plump little God child; thanks for my bathing suit; thanks for calling me here in your service. NOISY JOY Father starts the Salve Re gina. Meditation is over and Mass is about to begin. I don’t reach for my missal this morn ing; my heart and mind are still engrossed in God’s goodness. There are so many people to thank, and God is so good! The priest approaches the altar. My eyes see him but my mind is far away. It’s a year ago last summer. I’m still in a warm living room in Greensboro, Ver mont. A huge fire licks away at the logs in the fire place. Doctor Stockdale, a retired Protestant minister, makes me feel that his home is my home. Such_ hospitality and kindness, it deserves my thanks. I pray for him Lord. Remember him in Your Mass today. He’s been dead only a few months. And on and on I go until Mass and thanksgiving are both over. At breakfast everyone seems exuberant. I’m not the only one who knows Christmas is here. My joy is just a part of theirs. It’s after breakfast that the Christmas preparations begin. Frank, Ed, Jim, and another Ed set to work on the dining room; George, Dave, Paul and Bob have the windows; Ben, Char lie, Gerry, and I take the cha- pel. t Work is going on everywhere. It doesn’t sound like a mona stery! Hammers and buckets and buffers send their distinc tive notes through the busy halls. In all this din, the largely responsible for it, is the joy that seems almost tangible. It’s not an isolated joy; it takes on the force of an esprit de corps. It’s as real as the paint of the walls or the wreaths on the door. And it’s contagious. I even felt happy to build the chapel stable. (Why mention this as strange? Because I’m one of those people with ten thumbs, each one clumsier than his neighbor next door.) How can I explain this jubi lant spirit? The Psalms said it: “One day in Thy courts is bet ter than a thousand.” 'THE LORD IS COME' The hours of the day fly by. The stable takes form. Then mail call — with all the Christ mas mail from home. Then lunch, common recreation, more work on the crib, a short stroll to get some fresh air — each of these like a fast-moving cloud that is too excited to stop. Fin ally, supper. And after that, an other stroll to view the cribs and trees that decorate the homes in the area. By nine o’ clock I’m in my room, readying myself for a two-hour sleep before Midnight Mass. I bury my excitement under the cov ers and lose myself in dreams. Throughout the year, bells call us to all our exercises. But not on Christmas Eve. Instead, a group of carolers walk through the long corridors waking the sleeping and ush ering in the joy of Christmas. I had not been long asleep when I heard their voices faint in the distance. The sound grew loud er. “Joy to the World, the Lord is come.” I moved quickly from the bed, out into the hall and down the corridor, pajamas and all. I wanted to hear the song and join in it. “Let heaven and nature sing.” Joy to the world —this was the joy that I found in my first Christmas at the seminary. The carolers sang joy; the walls sang joy; the whole community sang joy; and I, a real part of it all, sang joy. Thanks to You, Lord, for the joy that comes in Your service! The Shepherds (Continued from Page 6-B) •peared with the soldier behind a rise in the land. Another sol dier, almost invisible in the darkness, but ever watchful, kept surveillance of the car and its passengers. Twenty minutes lapsed and calls of, “Where’s Joseph?” into the night brought only muffled answers in Arabic. Another ten minutes passed and Joseph returned, climbed behind the wheel and said, “Do not worry—everything is all right.” We turned on to another road, not much better than the first and proceeded on our way. Now lights could be seen twinkling in a city that we knew must be beyond the border. Every few yards we were ordered to stop and identify ourselves. Close to our destina tion we came upon a police post. We stopped again and this time a soldier replete with caifa (headdress of the Arab Legion) and Tommy-gun got into the front seat of the car and es corted us into Battir and Mr. Collins to the home of his cook. Our return trip was exactly like the first and in view of the absence of taxis, Joseph was destined to travel that road twice more that night. Back at the hotel in Jerusa lem, nervy from our experiences I actually wept in fear for his life—soldiers could make mis takes! I later learned that my fears were unfounded. The sol diers not only knew he was to return but had asked him to bring them cigarettes from the town! We also learned later that the humble village we visited that Christmas eve was, so close to the border that ordinarily no one could enter it after dark. The house which offered its hospitality was 150 feet from the border! 'GLORY TO GOD By eleven o’clock that night our adventures over, we were settled in our pews listening to the Franciscan Boys Choir while we waited for midnight. The Solemn Pontifical Mass was offered by Patriarch Albert Gori, O.F.M., of Jerusalem. He was assisted by a colorful array of priests—a living testimony of the Church united. They ranged from a bearded Greek priest with his tall black hat (Kalemaukion) to the clean shaven American with a very Irish face. The church held a standing room only crowd from all walks of life and all corners of the earth. From the British Ambas sadors, to an American clerk- typist. From the Lord Mayor of Jerusalem to a Jordanian goat- herder. At the Gloria, much to the surprise of the first-timers, a neon sign over the altar lit up and said in glowing letters— “Gloria in Excelsis Deo.” The curtain over the taber nacle was drawn back revealing the beautiful state of the Infant, the Prince of Peace, (usually kept in a glass case in the church) which, after Mass, is borne to the crypt below the church and placed in the man ger. Thus did a smattering of the earth’s peoples gather in Beth lehem to usher in the Birthday of a King—while the soldiers of another Kingdom shepherded their country with Tommy-guns. As a staunch Moslem said to us while guiding us through Jerusalem, “It is a pity—the land of the Prince of Peace should be in peace and not in pieces!” O manifest infirmity, O won drous humility, in which all the greatness of God lay hid! The mother to whom His infancy was subject, He ruled with His power; and to her at whose breasts He nursed, He gave the nourishment of truth. May He Who did not shrink from tak ing a beginning even like ours, perfect in us His gifts; and may He also make us children of God, He. Who for our s a k e s wished to become a child of man. — St. Augustine In the lands of Central and South America, the Christmas festival reaches its zenith with the celebration of the Misa del Gallo (Mass of the Cock) at midnight Christmas Eve. This traditionally is the hour at which Christ was born. The name itself stems from Chris tian Rome’s early practice of holding the first service when the cock crew. HIGH-SPEED Today the future becomes the past almost before a man rea lizes it is present. At a church fair in Rome a priest arranges a display of sculptured figures of the Infant Jesus, in preparation for Christ mas shoppers. They are used in the traditional mangers made by many farhilies. (NC Photos). £ eadons (jjreetL ingi H. L. 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