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Vol. IV.
A TIMELY GREETING.
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MERRY CHRISTMAS!
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Rejoice, my soul, and know
That Christ is born anew,
His grace new mercies daily show,
His works our work imbue;
And to the world his words outgo
In endless love and true.
William E. S. Fales.
“Merry Christmas!”—ring it out
All ye happy festal bells,
Through the sweet magnolia groves,
Frozen moors, or snow heaped fells.
Carols rise, and yule fires glow,
Sprays of silver mistletoe
Shine from out the dark green pine.
Yule tide, peace and joy be thine I
“Blessed Christmas!” —ring it out,
All ye tuneful festal bells,
Unto cheerless hearts, wherein
Neither hope nor gladness dwells.
Heavens smile, and stars shine out
All our yule decked homes about;
Angels stand within the door—
Christmas tide is come once more!
—Helen Chase.
“Are you going?”
“Well, I should smile.”
“By what route ?”
“By the W. & A., of course; if not
I couldn’t smile.”
-A. humorous cLare-clevil—tlie very man to suit my purpose. Bulweh.
OUR "HOLIDAY GREETING” NUMBER..
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How Editor Bickle Got Eeft.
The Chattanooga Times has got a
headline builder who has adopted a
poetic style of typographical architec
ture. Look at this:
EDITOR BICKLE
In a Bad Pickle—The Cowhide Hurt, and
Didn’t Tickle.
A Missouri Journalist —Gets the Infernal
est Whipping in Trying to Earn
a List.
A Woman Derided —Her Assailant
Cowhided.
The Crowd Looking On With the Whip
peress Sided—Mad Mrs. Weaver—Works
Like a Beaver —and Her Victim Found
That He Couldn’t Leave Her.
Now, if Editor Bickle had been rid-
ATLANTA, CA., DECEMBER S, 1889.
ing over the W. & A. R. K., in the
only through sleeping car line from
St. Louis to Savannah, or in the
through sleeping car from Cincinnati
to Jacksonville, which makes the run
in the unparalleled time of 27 hours
and 20 minutes, instead of slandering
somebody, he would have had a good
time and would not have been laughed
at for getting a cowhiding from a wo
man. Therefore travel over the W.
& A. R. R.
The Only Double Daily
sleeping car line from Cincinnati to
Jacksonville, is via the W. & A.
“ You’ll get counted out
If you take the other route.”
A CHRISTMAS SERENADE.
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