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The Summerville News, Thurs., Dec. 21, 1972
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Mistletoe Was Once
Symbol of Evil
The mistletoe, once a sym
bolos death, later became to
be considered as a magical
medicine, is now a universal
symbol of love and peace.
A mistletow arrow, accord
ing to Norse mythology, that
Loki killed Balder, the sun
god, after Balder's mother had
obtained a promise from all
living things, other than the
mistletoe, that they would not
harm him. Balder was restored
to life and it was ruled by the
gods that the mistletoe would
never again be used to do
harm.
Ancient Europeans con
sidered the mistletoe a magical
medicine. They carried it about
with them for health and luck,
and believed it a cure for ulcers
and epilepsy as well as charm
promoting fertility.
The custom today of giving
a kiss of love or peace beneath
the mistletoe, although a rel
atively modern one, is derived
from the fact that down
through the centuries the
mistletoe has been recognized
throughout the whole world as
a symbol of lasting peace.
Two American trade groups
visit Moscow.
CHRISTMAS BIESSiINQS
the blessings of this
joyous season surround you. May your
holiday be merry and your happiness enduring.
E. G. Summers State Senator
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We sincerely wish May it bring our good
that you may enjoy friends and patrons
a holiday season many moments
full to over- rich with
flowing with peace and |
life’s best. K contentment.
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Carring the holiday bird is
practically an art ~ whether it
be turkey, goose, duck, chicken
or partridge. It is a happy task
when done with skill
The all-important beginning
is a good set of kniees with
fine hollow ground steel blades
and long lasting handles, (Gift
Idea) A long bladed roast slicer
carves fowl best.
Carre leg first; insert the fork
firmly through the center of the
wishbone Trace the platter so
that the legs of the bird arc to
your right Start by carring the
leg nearest you. Make a rerti
cal cut on each side of the second
joint of the leg where it is at
tached to the body by skin.
Bend the entire leg toward the
platter. With the point of the
slicer cut through the connect
ing skin andsocketand rcmore
the leg Xext cut off the wing
To slice the breast meat, place
the blade at the top of the
breastbone Push the knife
down wa rd and forwa rd ti nr ard
the wing socket Continue by
muring the knife a deg rec closer
to the bird Complete one side
of the bird before turning to re
peat the same method
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In CIIUU.ES DICKENS
That num must be a misanthrope indeed in whose breast some
thing hke a jovial feeling u not aroused — in whose mind some pleasant
associations arc not awakened —by the recurrence of Christinas.
There arc /ample who will tell you that Christmas is not to them
uhut it used to be. that each succeeding Christinas has found some
cherished hope or happy prospect, of the year before, dimmed or
passed away; that the present only serves to remind them of reduced
circumstances ami straightened incomes —of the feasts they once be
stowed on hollow friends, mid of the cold looks that meet them now in
adversity mid misfortune. Never heed such dismal reminiscences. There
arc few men who lime lived long enough in the world, who cannot call
up such thoughts any day in the year.
Then do not select the merriest day of the three hundred and
sixty five for your doleful recollections, but draw your chair nearer the
lda:ing fire, fill the glass mid scud round the song; anil if your room
be smaller than it was a dozen years ago. or if your glass be filled with
reekin" punch instead of sparkling wine put a good face on the matter,
und empty it off-hand, fill another, mid troll off the old ditty you used
to sing, und thank God it’s no worse . . .
Reflect ujion your present blessings —of which every man has
many — not on your past misfortunes, of which ull men have some.
Fill ymir glass again. with a merry face und contented heart.
Our life on it. but your Christmas shall be merry, und your New
) cur a happy one.
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BY CIYDf THOMAS M
Darkness closed in on the
park shutting out everything but
the citcles of light around the
street lamps in the distance. The
snow was falling heavily now,
soft and wet. Sam Smith sat on
the bench, alone, looking at, but
not really seeing the snow that
whirled about the lights on dis
tant avenue.
It was Christmas Eve, a lonely
time in the park Everyone had
something to be doing, sonTe
where to go Everyone but Sam.
This was the thing he had
dreaded for months. The first
Christmas He had told himself
that it wouldn't be this way. He
had made plans, had thought
about how he would prevent it
from happening But, none of
them had worked out. Everyone
else had plans of their own He
knew it would be that way. When
you have someone to look after,
or when someone looks after you,
there is something to do. When
you're all alone, it’s different.
Almost eighty years old— who
wants to go to a movie — alone?
Who enjoys dressing up and
going to some fancy restaurant,
to make conversation with a
waiter, perhaps?
No, there’s nothing. Christmas
is no good at all. Not without
people And Sam Smith had no
one.
A Wish
Sam came to his feet with
effort and slowly began to walk
It was always Christmas when
Mary was, like it had always beer
Christmas when she was alive
("I wish I were with you,” he
said.) And, he said it over and
over again.
He was walking now along
the avenue. People stepped aside
to let him pass because his path
was straight and his eyes turned
neither to right or left.
He walked on, unseeing, un
aware. Then, suddenly, roughly,
his arm was captured in a strong
grasp and he was halted.
“Hey, dad, you all right? You
been drinking or something?’
Sam shook his head. A blue
uniform. The flash of a badge in
the reflected lamplight "Me
me? No, no, officer. I ... I’m
allright Nothing wrong with me.
Just taking a short walk.’’
The image came into focus
now. A big, smiling man. Funny,
thought Sam, if he had a beard
he could pass for Santa Claus.
The policeman laughed. Even
laughs like Santa, Sam concluded.
“Now look, dad Maybe you
ain’t been nipping But, if I hadn’t
grabbed your arm you would
have stepped right in front of
that delivery truck. Wouldn’t I
have had a nice present to de
liver to your family? Bringing
you home in a box?’’
No One
Sam straightened his shoulders
’I have no family. There’s no
one. I’m alone in the world.”
Sam saw a glint in the man’s
eye “Alone, are ye? No family?
I have no family. Lost a wife and
child to the sickness. But, I’m
not alone No one is ever alone.”
“I am I have no one.”
“You have the whole world.
Look at the people you see
around you Think of the people
you see and know. They care
about you Some more than
others Some sincerely, some
with indifference But, it’s hard
to be all alone in the world Even
if you try " The policemen waved
his arms "All these people you
see around you They’re my
friends I don’t know them all
by name, but they are my friends
Egg Nog E«r Yule
The most popular ( hrist
mas drink in America is egg
nog.
In early colonial days hot
beverages and punches were
popular in America as well
as in England.
Sack-posset, from which
came American egg-nog,
was served hot from a hand
made kettle.
Egg nog and Sack-posset
contain the same milk, eggs
sugar and nutmeg. It
changed, however, from a ,
hot to a cold drink and from
a mild sack flavored drink
to a more hearty one with
rum and brandy.
until I know differently.”
Sam smiled "You’re saying
that I don’t have to be alone?”
The policeman waved his arm
again "Somewhere, where you
live, where you walk, in the
church you attend, someone is just
as lonely as you, just as eager to
make a friend Go make yourself
a friend, friend.”
"Yes, a friend.” Sam turned
and walked away, toward the
bright lights and the sounds of
Christmas music on every corner.
He wondered if the folks at the
rest home had missed him yet.
Maybe he would go back after
he found his friend.
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Christmas season, let us not forget that Silent Night,
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WATCH IT THERE . . . Most children are fascinated by
anything on wheels. Trucks are a particular favorite and,
when it’s a dump truck, complete with a ramp and dumping
stations, well, it’s something special.
If you are willing to forget
what you have done for others
and to remember what other
people have done for you; to
ignore what the world owes
you, and to think what you
owe the world; to putyour
rights in the background, and
your duties in the middle dis
tance, and your chances to do
a little more in the foreground;
to close your book of com
plaints against the universe,
and look for a place to sow
seeds of happiness — if you are
willing to do these things even
for a day, then you can keep
Christmas.
Believe that the needs and
desires of little children are to
be considered; and remember
the weakness and loneliness of
people who are growing old;
bear in mind the things that
other people have to bear in
their hearts. Believe that love
is the strongest thing in the
world — stronger than hate,
stronger than evil and stronger
than death. You will be Keep
ing Christmas.