Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1906-12-13
THoRoFARE.

THoRoFARE.
Enough for me, fre-lit spot.
The World shut out, grim care forgot;
An earthen kettle, steaming hot.
A pipe, book of tender plot
Enough for me.
To-day palace, not a cot.
Ten clubs, an auto and yacht
Are mine. Now all my minted wealth
Is not enough for me-"
One is apt to realize this last, when
Christmas time comes and there are SO
many to whom one would like TO give, to
say nothing of the poor whom we are COM
manded to remember. But think many
of us can go back in thought, during these
memory days as they haYe been called,
to some old country house of our grand
fathers where the children and the grand
children were gathered on like occasions.
There was always snow on the ground, at
Christmas, in those days. In the many
roomed old house, which remember, we
began gathering for several days before, and
on Christmas morning smooth white pail
was drawn over the world, hiding its scars
and imperfections, blotting out inequalities,
and wrapping the stretches of meadow
land in vast silence. We all went to
church, four miles away, for then we did
not forget that holidays were Holy-days.
Now, my grandfather owned an old sleigh
which had come to him from his grand
father, aud which was only used when the
company numbered too many for the more
modern vehicles. It had evidently been
built about the time of that little freshet,
for which Noah made such extensive prepa-
rations. 1.-THE sleigh was my pride and
delight, and my child's heart would throb
with anxiety lest might not get seat in
il. I thought it much the finest sleigh shat
drew up before the church at six Mile
Run, and I felt honored beyond measure
in having been one of its occupants. 1t
IS true, it was usually delegated to the
servants, but cared nothing for that
was the sleigh that counted with one. 1t
was long and wide, and low. 1t had d
very high back and was painted black. On
the dashboard swere two peacock's heads
which bad been gilded, in fact, some
touches Of gold still remained. Even in
summer would take my books, and sit in
it and talk to it. II | had known then
that Juno, Queen Of Heaven, had been
driven by peacocks, instead Of horses,
don't know where my fancies might have
led me- But I still feel that compared
with the old time, the Christmas Of to-day
is holly service, and not Holy -day.
The w. C. T. U. held its usual monthly
meeting on Tuesday afternoon Of last week.
The President was out of town and as no
vice president put in an appearance, the
meeting was opened and the devotional
exercises conducted by Mrs Rebecca Glea-
son. superintendent of literature. The
topic for the day-social purity was taken
up and intelligently discussed. Interest
%ho ~
read 1.-THE Fathers Responsibility by
Mrs. Thomas A. Farley; dDon't Girls'' by
Mrs. Rhoda Eastlack, and "Whose Daugh-
ter" by Mrs Emma Wilkins. The meet
ing was small in numbers but full of
interest.
Those attended the meeting of the State
Grange held at Trenton haye returned
filed with enthusiasm for Grange work,
and Grange methods. They are also fully
convinced that this organization will. in
time be powerful element in the politics
OF the country also. Why not? since
when you whittIe it down, the country,
and everything in it depends upon the
farmer
An Epworth League social was held in
the home of Mr.. and Mrs. William Bowers
on last Thursday night. About fifty as
senbled, and various games were played to
many Of which prizes we're attached. The
distinctive feature of the evening" however
was the trimming Of ladies hats by gentle
men. The hats when trimmed created no
end Of fun and laughter. Mr.. William
r. Gibbs won the prize for the prettiest
and best trimmed hat, and Leland Farley
won the BOBBY prize for the most grotes-
oae hat. There was a small admission
fee, but no charge for refreshments.
The Rey. Thomas A. Farley, Mrs. Far
lev. and the boys spent last Thursday, as
guests Of Mr.. and Mrs. Isaac G. Low in
their home.
Mr.. William Colby, from Pleasantville,
is staying with friends in Thorofare while
he paints She new house OF Mr.. and Mrs.
Aaron Windish.