The Newtown bee., 1909-08-27
Stepnev.
A BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION,

was held at the home of MT and Mrs
 A. w. Fairchlld on August 20 to help
 celebrate another milestone on llfe's
 journey passeu, Under the grateful
 shade of the naples a table was
 spread with bounteous feast that
 made the passing autoists envious.
 Time sped by as on swift wings while
 friendly jest and social intercourse
 enhanced the feast of good things.
 MT Fairchild was the recipient of
 gifts to show the love and esteem of
 many friends. The party only broke
 up as the lengthening shadows be-
 gan to fall and all left wishing the
 host and hostess many happy returns
 of the day. Those present were Dr
 Robert Fairchild of Stamford, MT and
 Mrs Fred Sanford and Miss Eva San
 ford of Bridgeport, MT and Mrs Er- nest l. Wilson, Misses Edith and
 Edna Wilson of New Haven, MT and Mrs A. D. Fairchild, Masters Arthur and Robert Fairchild, Miss Mary Fairchild, MT and Mrs Ferris Mead, MT and Mrs Hosea Northrop, all of Newtown. MT Fairchild received from his friend and pastor, Rev A. Lewis Hubbard, a letter, which was read and much enjoyed by the assem- bled guests and is as follows:
 MT Albert w. Fairchild,
 Stepney, Conn.
 My dear Brother tairchild: Fri day, August 20, 1909, ushers you once more into the vestibule of another year, for Father Time has appointed this date as your birthday. Wishing to remember this event leads me to present to you, this early, three gifts, and while in the realm or values the market price would not be of much consideration, still from friendships standpoint, they, l know will receive full recognition. Dates are not al- ways appreciated, but however this may be, here Is for my friend a pack age of dates. You are not expected to eat the stones, and yet what more fitting than to be reminded of stones as one eats the dates. Dates nave been eating into your life, my brother, now in turn you are to eat ID the dates. The stones are sug- sestive. An yes, many times have you asked bread but never has the heavenly Father given in return stone. And now you touch the mile stone once more, which marks your Journey. The date has come. These Ire good dates, which God gives. In yourself with a feast of lates please keep in mind some men Ire out of date and only grow 'oung with the passing of years. 1olden dates, we read on the pack ,ge. Truly it would have been more itting to have presented to our riend Diamond dates in memory of me who should receive the best, but UT salary would not allow and thus ve have just Golden dates. But such Ias been your life, kind Providence Ias helped you on. your journey and ou have not had to ask who will roll he stone away, but year by year has enriched your life with heavens generous gifts. The ates are golden.
 A handkerchief i; ever prominent n the empire of utilities. Her Jhite presence graces every occasion note and what is man without a andkerchief? The linen handker- hief is not used to wipe away tears I sorrow, oh, no, but it is to help bsorb tears of joy. May yours be oyous birthday and as you drink
 1vn. the brimming chalice of he cup of gladness may your heart nrob with sweeter joy than ever be- ore. Use it, my brother, yes use it Il along your pilgrim way, this , nen handkerchief, and when life's ates are all filled in may your gar rents beethe white linen of the aints of God.
 A card, my brother, completes the , 'inity of gifts, and such is life , pod, raiment and vision. Dates and for food, handkerchief for raj , lent and picture card for vision. On . le card with it's birthday greetings ne sees the house, the church, the lan. Your life has much of home with it. Home, sweet ome. Your life has much of the lurch in it-and poor the man hose life is barren of the religious. lessed that man who passes forth 'om nis house to his Fathers house. he man is slowly walking through elds dressed in living green. It is wards the evening of his life. But lere is light on his pathway; oh, ' sarL+ | |