The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1894-12-29
CHRISTMAS DAY.
How The Day Passed In Crys-
tai Falls.
The Poor We're Fed, The Glad Bells
Rang. Churches Celebrated
And Everyone Was Merry.


A mad south wind-crisp and chilling
as the frozen brsath OF the north-con-
trasted with pungent accent, on
Christmas Day, the wontcd contribution
to our northern cline OF the land
OF flowers and fragrance; oil gentle
zephyrs and "magnolia shadows, by the
shining Mexic sea-"
Striking however, as was thiscontrast
in the temper OF the currents OF the air,
il was at no wider variance with the
conventional order of things than with
the conditions present in the homes oil
the dwellers in our quiet village. For
one day in the year, ut least, in every
home, the stress OF poverty was shorn oil
it's strength, except, perchance, in
cases where Pride had driven Charity
from the door. In the fullness of the
bcnevolence that pervaded Crystal Falls
no home
"whre the Christmas bells were ringing
| And the Christmas children singing
need have felt a literal absence oi the
blessings, Joy and Thanksgiving which
sacred tradition and tho lore OF holy
writ. vouchsafes all humanity through
the birth OF the Humble Nazarene.
| Never were the poor oi community
more generously remembered and never
was that sublime truth, "lt is more
blessed TO give, than to receive" demon
| - 4 lttxr than IN
the Yuletlde in Crystal Falls, 1894.
For every board there was plenty and
for every freside there was cheer.
Penury lost its iron grip and the pauper
ieasted ns the prince. II was, indeed, n
Merry, Merry Christmas. rendered so 10y
those generous souls whose charity
lightened heavy hearts; those who are
the very bulwark oi the Christ faith and
who will receive the wages within the
gates.
While the poor ieasted at Charity
banquet board and the more fortunate
in this tranceful journey enjoyed the
luxuries OF the festal season, the day
saw ored not OF the Babylonian ieasting
The duty OF man to his God was moi
forgotten and from every church went uI
songs and prayers OF praise and thanks
giving-sweet, sad, offerings OF the soul
to the Father for the Son and TO the Sor
for every blessing we enjoy.
; Childhood, with il treasured wealth o
, iniry lore and hallowed myth OF kindly
, old Saint Nicholas, looking backward
, through all the year with fond memorie
a OF the past Christmas and with buoyan
hearts peering into esweetanticipatioi
. OF the coming-the one day OF day
, which children love-was deprived q
!. none Of it's passing joys. The sevcra
; Sabbath schools made merry for th
Christian shoot with exercises thn
pleased age and youth alike. culminatin
each event with the presentations-tha
u which makes Christmas reality TO littl
J. ones.
r Ofthese events. all were highly credit
: able aud attended by the rendition {
appropriate exercises, but the one NJ
m pearing To The DIAMOND DRILL a
It particularly strong and striking wa
'r given at the Baptist church on Tuesda
evening. IL was in the form OF n cantatf
in which all the traditional figures {
81 Christmas tales fitted TO and r.
As like elves and fairies in the flesh, wit
Is dainty language set To pleasing tune an
= = catchy verse. The soprano voices in u
~ cantata we're led by Miss True Robert
L. whose rich, powerful and well-trainc
II. voice, although probably yet in the II
IT, cipiency Of It's development, has beioi
:. - pleased Crystal Falls audiences. HI
~ solos on this occasion, however, SCENE
TO take on dainty Christmas polls
beyond their won't of excellence-to c
e. press IL clumsily-and quite oversha
ty owed those OF previous efforts. Mi
er Roberts not only displayed bounteo'
nd vocal talent, but an embryo OF histrion
OF ability. The sweet voice OF Mrs. p.
On Dunn, punctunted by dainty gestures M
NJ delightful pose, was also n pleasing ie
MI ture, while the perfect alto 81 Mrs. Butt
~. was nm invaluable factor. Miss MI
on Roberts ofiiciatcd at the piano.
n Another incident of Christmas day W
ch n meeting OF Hugh McCurdy Comman
ns cry, Knights Tcmplar, the members
ny which properly observed the day
of eleven O'Clock at their asylum.
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- A Few Short Locals.
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