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Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1914-12-18
Che Message Of
Christmas
BY CARDINAL GIBBONS.

A~ ODAY the whole Christian
world prostrates itself in ado
~ ration around the crib of Beth
lehem and rehearses in ac-
cents of love history which precedes
all time and will endure throughout
eternity. If asked to explain the rap
turous influence which controls us we
have no other words than the evangel
Of joy which the angel gave unto earth,
"For this day is born unto you a
Saviour, who is Christ the Lord"
The blessings resulting from our
Christian civilization are poured out so
regularly and abundantly on the intel
lectual, moral and social world, like
the sunlight and the air of heaven and
the fruits of the earth, that they have
ceased to excite any surprise, except
to those who visit lands where the re-
igion of Christ is little known.
Before the advent of Christ the
whole world, with the exception of the
secluded Roman province of Palestine,
was buried in idolaltry. Men worship
ed the sun and moon and stars of heav-
en-. They worshiped everything eX-
cept God only, to whom alone divine
homage is due. Christ, the Light of
the World, proclaimed unto all men in
its fullness the truth which had hith-
erto been hidden in Judea. He taught
mankind to know the one true God, a
God existing from eternity unto eterni-
ty, a God who created all things by
his power, who governs all things by
his wisdom and whose experimenting
providence watches over the affairs Of
nations as well as Of men, without
whom not even a sparrow falls to the
ground"
The message of Christmas day is In
tended for all men, for all times, for all
conditions of existence. Only by stern
adhesion to the principles therein con-
tanned can individuals and nations
hope to share in that peace which has
been promised to men of good will.
To violate them is to reverse the order
established by God, and disorder is the
synonym for sin and strife.
Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1914-12-18

IN THE LAND WHERE THE CHRISTMAS
THINGS GROW.
On monstrous big farm on a hill in
that land
Wooden horses and ponies are
raised.
On another farm Old Mother Hub
bard's toy dogs
Get their bones and are petted and
praised.
Simple Simon has charge of farm
(have you guessed P)
Where the Jumping Jacks frisk in
row
Between Jacks-in- the-box, which
grow fast and look bright,
In the Land Where the Christmas
Things Grow
In this wonderful land, which is
reached just in dreams
Or by crossing the Make Believe
Sea,
Young Jack Horner has charge of a
farm full of sweets,
Where big sugar plums hang from
each tree.
Candy canes and striped sticks grow
in fields very near,
While a River of Taffy must flow
Round Chocolate Drop Farm that is
largest of all,
In the Land Where the Christmas
Things Grow.
When these things all get ripe, way
up north, they are picked.
And now who does all that, do you
thinkP
Wynken, Blynken and Nod, Tiny
Tim and Boy Blue
They tie bundles up quick as q
wink.
And the Night Before Christmas
dear Santa starts out
With his crops over roads white
with snow,
And the Man In the Moon keeps
things straight while he's gone
In the Land Where the Christmas
Things Grow.
Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1914-12-18
CHRISTMAS SONG.
BY EDMUND HAMILTON SEARS.

BY EDMUND HAMILTON SEARS.
Calm on the listening ear of night
Come heavens melodious strains
Where wild Judea stretches far
Her silver niantled plains;
Celestial choirs from courts above
Shed sacred glories there,
And angels with their sparkling Tyres
Make music on the air.
The answering hills of Palestine
Send back the glad reply
And greet from all their holy heights
The day spring from on high.
Der tho blue depths of Galilee
There comes a holer calm,
And Sharon waves in solemn praise
Her silent groves of palm.
"GIory to GodI" The lofty strain
The realm of ether fills.
How sweeps the song of solemn joy
Der Judah's sacred hillsI
"GIory to God!" The sounding skies
Loud with their anthems ring.
"Peaee on the earth, good will to men.
From heavens eternal King"
Light on thy hills, Jerusaleml
The Saviour now is born.
More bright on Betblehem's joyous
plains
Breaks the first Christmas morn,
And brighter on Moriah's brow,
Crowned with her temple spires,
Which first proclaim the newborn light.
Clothed with it's orient fires.
This day shall Christian lips be mute
And Christian hearts be cold?
oh, catch the anthem that from heaven
Ger Judah's mountains rolled
When nightly burst from seraph harps
The high and solemn lay,
~GIory to God; on earth be psaosa
Salvation Saass todayl~ ..a.........u
Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1914-12-18
"Santa Claus Helpers"

The Santa Claus association, incorpo.
rated in New York. has for its pur.
pose "to foster the Christmas spirit
among those able to grant requests
made to Santa Claus" Requests from
children are investigated. systematized
and, as far as practicable. granted
The principal office is in New York
city. and subassociations are to be es'
tablished throughout the United States
Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1914-12-18
No Cheerful Task.

Mother-Yes. Dorothy; the Lord lov.
eth cheerful giver
Dorothy (aged six,-Goodness. | hope
he don't see you getting those Christ
mas presents ready for the mail then.
mamma.
Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1914-12-18
The Land Where the
Christmas Things Grow
BY Mrs. MARY r X. HUTCHINSON

rCopyright, 1914 by American Press Asso-
ciation.l
@0HERES a wonderful land, full
/" of farms, way up north,
Oh, wonderful land, I've
been told,
through at the top of the earth
And things cannot be bought-no,
nor sold.
That's where Santa Claus reigns
like a jolly good king.
Mother Goose must be queen, L
most know,
In that wonderful land way up
north, near the pole,
In the Land Where the Christmas
Things Grow
Dear old Santa works hard on his
farms all the year,
And the Fairies, who think work
is play,
And the Brownies, who cut up queer
capers at night,
Are kept busy and hustling all day.
On those farms woolly cats and tin
soldiers are raised.
Things you wind up are taught
how to go.
Santa's helpers work hard raising
toys of all sorts
In the Land Where the Christmas
Things Grow.
There are houses in rows on a street
in that land
In which Dollies are growing for
girls.
The Old Woman Who Lived In a
Shoe feeds them all.
And Dame Trot does their dresses
and curls.
All these Dollies are fed on pure saw
dust and think
It's far better than things made of
dough,
And they play, every day, in nice
yards on street
In the Land Where the Christmas
Things Grow
The Washington herald., 1914-01-18

goes to visit his sweetheart he hikes
over the streets in a benzine buggy, and
when he pulls the bellrope at the front
door he has rapid fire revolver in one
pocket and bottle of carbolic acid in
the other.
His intentions are honorable and he
wishes to prove them so by shooting
his lady love if she reneges when he
makes play for her hand
/ think the old style was the best, be-
cause when young people quarreled
they didn't need an ambulance and a
hospital surgeon to help them make up.
In the old days Simpson Green would
draw the stove brush cheerfully across
his dogskin shoes and rush with eager
feet to see Lena Jones, the girl he
wished to make the wife of his bosom.
Darling" Simpson would say, Il am
sure to the bad for love of you. Pipe
the downoast droop in this eye of mine
and notice. the way my heart is bubbling
over like a bottle of Sarsaparilla on a
hot day! Be mine, Lena! Be mine =
Then Lena would giggle. Not once,
but seven giggles, something like those
used in spasm.
Then she would reply: "No, Simp-
The Washington herald., 1914-01-18

1Is5, Byres wrote that he had unexpected
ly succeeded in obtaining the Sacra-
ments by substituting copies Of the
originals. The greatest secrecy had to
be observed.
Copies for BriEands.
The duke was implored not to refer
tc the affair until the pictures were In
his possession, or il might bring me
to some trouble here in Rome, said
Byres. and to the Bishop OF Kilhala he
wrote:
For my name being mentioned might
be attended with the worst consequences
to me here, where We live under a
despotic government, which is more
jealous than ever of fine things going out
Of Rome"
Sir Joshua was in raptures at the in
telligence, says Alleyne Fitzerbert, and
Reynolds wrote:
. Il would by all means recommend
your grace to close with the subject Of
Ar Byres' letter-that is. Poussin's
Seven Sacraments.
Though f2,000 Is a great sum, a great
object of art is procured by II. perhaps
a greater than any We have at present
i'm this nation. Poussin certainly ranks
among the first of the first rank Of
painters, and to have such a set Of
pictures of such an artist will really and
truly enrich the nation. 1 have not the
least scruple about the sending copies
for originals"
The Washington herald., 1914-01-18

London, Jan. 17.-Astonishing light is
thrown today on the manner in which old
masters were smuggled out of Italy. The
disclosure involves some famous names,
notably Sir Joshua Reynolds.
For close on twenty years there have
laid in a volume at the British Museum
a considerable number Of letters by Sir
Joshua Reynolds, apparently unknown
to any of the artists biographers, for
they are not referred to in the books
about him or his work. They afford in
innate glimpses of the methods employed
to acquire from Italy the masterpieces
whose continued deportation to America
and the continent is SO much deplored
today in England.
There was no scrupie at breaking the
italian law which forbade the trans-
portation of works Of art to foreign lands
without the sanction of the authorities.
Carries on . Raphael.
Lord Cowper, when British minister at
Florence, carried out of the Tuscan city
Raphaers beautiful painting known as
the 'Niccolini Madonna" which he hid
in the lining of his carriage. The picture
is now in the National Loan Exhibition
at the Grosvenor Gallery. and its COM
panion, the smaller Cowper Madonna"
doubtless smuggled to England in a some
what similar fashion, recently has been
sold for an enormous sum.
This trafno In old masters aroused the
The Washington herald., 1914-01-18
One Who Had All the Symptoms Tells His Sad Story
ofMisplaced Confidence and Uses Clam Cocktail
As an illustration with Startling Results-He Be-
lieves the Old Style Of Courtins to Be Away
Ahead Of the New Fashioned Way.
By GEORGE v. HOBART

wise to the fact that in these changeful
days even the old-fashioned idea of
court5hip has been chased to the woods.
1t used to be that on a Saturday
evening the Young Gent would draw
his six dollars worth of salary and
chase himself to the barber shop, where
the Bolivian lawn trimmer would put
a crimp in his mustache and plaster his
forehead with three cents worth of
hair and dollars worth of axle
grease. .
Then the Young Gent would 60 out
and spread 20 cents around among the
tradesmen for a mess of lilies-of-the-
valley and bag of peanut brittle.
The lilies-of-the-valley were to put
on the dining table so. mother would
be pleased, and with the peanut brittle
he intended to fill in the weary mo-
ments when he and his little geisha
girl were not making goo-goo eyes at
each other.
But nowadays it is different.
What with eugenics and the high
speed of living Dan Cupid spends most
of his time on the hot foot between the
coroner's office and the divorce court.
Nowadays when clever young man
The Washington herald., 1914-01-18
Noted Artist hpolved in Raids
On Art Galleries of Continent

indignation of the Papel government, and
IL tried every expedient to prevent the
despoilation. But the British agents,
aided and abetted by native owners and
men like Sir Joshua Reynolds, James
Byres, and Gavin Hamilton, upset all its
rians by tricks as peculiar as those of
Bret Harte's Heather Chinee.
Took Part in Coup.
Here is an important example of the
means commonly employed to deceive,
not only the government and the public,
but wilfuIIy to produce copies that may
hang today in the galleries Of Europe
and America as original paintings Sir
Joshua was implicated in this particular
coup, the consequence Of which Lady
Spencer said lis now death to attempt
sending pictures out Of Rome without
being first examined" This transaction
in question was the purchase by the
Bona apaduli Palace at Rome OF a series
of pictures of the Seven Sacraments, .
painted by Nicholas Poussin, for the
Cavaliere del Posze In 1886.
: At one time Sir Robert Walpole pur-
chased the paintings, but he was not
allowed to remove them to England, and
in III James Bryes sent a letter to the
Duke of Rutland (then Marquis Of
Brandy, who was anxious to acquire the
Seven Sacraments," intimating that h.,
had failed to obtain them.
Eight years passed. and on June 10,
The Washington herald., 1914-01-18

ter-ain't that so, Mrs. John? Little
brother is all right, but don't compare
with little son. Look at me, Mrs
John: can't ever have little son-when
| think about it l could bust right out
CRYING! Grief has made me almost hys-
talical, historical, hystollihed-l mean
I'm neryous-lesh have drinkP
whats gone wrong, Dike?' Iasked
Each minute you look more and more
like Mona Lisa without the smile
What's the trouble?"
"All your fault, John" he plunged on
again. Most, bew'ful girl she was,
Mrs. John; perfly bew'ful, with
won'erful gray hair and golden eyes
perf'ly bew'ful girl l told your hus-
ban, all about her-I made confession
that was madly in love with this
bew'ful girl and your husban' told me
to 90 and propose to her and drag her
off to minister and l did propose
nv mistake. After l made my speech
she said to me, this bew'ful girl said
to me, That's all right; no doubt you
do love me, but are you eugenic" And
l said, No, I'm Presbyterian.
Dixie paused to let the horror of the
scene sink in and then he fell overheard
again with a moist splash.
THAT bew'ful girl jus glanced at me
coldly-jus' merely indicated the door,
that bew'ful girl, and passed out OF
her life frever. Two days later l
found out jus what eugenic meant, and
b'lieve me, from my heart, my sincere
regret is that / was not college bred
before I met that bew'ful girl!
Saying this he grabbed wine glass
from the table and held it close to his
heart in order to illustrate the intensity
of his feeling.
The next instant a thick, reddish liq-
uid began to flow sluggishly over the
bosom of his immaculate white shirt
and was lost in the region of his equa-
tor, seeing which Dixie gave vent to a
yell that brought the walters on the
hot foot.
I'm stabbed, stabbed" groaned the
startled jag-carpenter, clutching wildly
at his shirt front as the piate-passers
bore him away to a haven of rest.
"Its my clam cocktail" whispered
Stephen to me; Il poured it in his wine
glass cause they was too much to-
bascum sauce in it for me"
Brave boyp I answered. "It was
a kindly deed
Then we finished our dinners in all
the refined silence the Saint Astormore
so carefully furnishes.
Dike's sad story of misplaced affec-
ton and an unused dictionary puts US
The Washington herald., 1914-01-18
WITHOUT A REFERENCE

IL don't understand. sir.'
You might not have had the chance
to stealI"
Good morning, sirI" said the young
mon as he arose to go.
''Sit down. young man, shouted Mr.
Sykes. Il am going to give you the
place-not because of these references
not because I think you are honest, but
because I shall watch you like a hawk,
and you can't get away with a dime of
mine and not be found out within an
hour!''
It was a matter Of wonder that young
insulted and humiliated. but he thought
he read Mr.. Sykes Alright in taking him
for an eccentric. After q moment q
thought he replied:
VERY well; I will take the place"
TT will be prison for you il I catch
you at it"'
But I shan't be caught
1t was a month to a day when a custo-
mer came into the store to pay a debt
of $50 He brought currency instead of
a check. 1t being the noon hour, the
cashier was out for lunch. and the only
one in the office was Mr.. Sykes who
felt that he must watch the two-ton safe
or the office-boy would shoulder 1t and
walk of The money was received by
the senior partner and a receipt given.
He did not leave the sum in the
cashiers office with a slip to be entered
on the book.
The next afternoon as he returned from
lunch Mr. Sykes smilingly said to him:
"And now for a little Jaunt to Sing Singr'
II have heard the place recommended"
was the reply.
You will be able to tell all about II
when YOU ccme outv'
You have caught me. have your
did you deposit that $50 yesterday?
Did you enter 1t on the casL bookT
"What particular $50 do you mean?'
was asked il. all seriousness.
THE payment made by Adams, sir"
''But he didn't make a payment to me-"
But he did to me, and 1 left the money
with a slip on your desk"
But I found nothing of the sort, and
you said nothing to me about IT"
Because was giving you rope to hang
yourself, and you fell into the trap! It's
hve years for you up the river. young
mani
The money and slip hadn't been left
The Washington herald., 1914-01-18
HE DISCUSSES THE LOVELORN

son; it cannot be-, Fate wills it other
wise"
Then Simpson would bite his finger
nails, pick his hat up out of the coal
scuttle, and say to Lena: False one
You love Conrad the floorwalker in the
butcher shop. Curses on Conrad, and
see what you have missed, Lena
have tickets for a swell chowder party
next Tuesday. All! Farewell foreverr T.
Then Simpson would walk out and
hunt up one of those places that can't
get an al.-night license and there, with
one arm glued around the bar rail, he
would fasten his system to a jag which
would last a week.
Despair would grab him, and, like
Dixie, he'd be Simpson with the souse
thing for sure.
When he would recover strength
enough to walk down town without at
tracing the attention of the other side
of the street, he would cali on Lena
and say: Lena, forgive me for wha,
l done, but love is blind-and, besides
l mixed my drinks, Lena, was on the
downward path and I nearly went to
Helgcland."
Then Lena would say, "Oh, Simpsey
l wanted you to prove your love, but
thought you'd prove it with beer and
not red-eye. Forgive me, darlingp
Then they would kiss and make up
and the wedding bells would ring just
as soon as Simp's salary grew large
enough to tease a pocketbook.
But these days the idea is altogether
different.
Children are hardly out of the cradle
before they are arrested for butting into
the speed limit with a smoke wagon.
Even when they go courting they
have to play to the gallery.
Nowadays Gonsalvo H. Puffenlotz
walks into the parlor to see Miss Imo-
gene Cordelia Hoffbrew.
The Washington herald., 1914-01-18

"Wie Gents, Imosener says Con-
salvo.
"Simlich!" says Imogene, standing at
right angles near the piano because she
thinks she is Gibson girl.
'Imogene, dearest" Gonsalvo con-
tinues, Il called on your papa in Wall
Street yesterday to find out how much
money you have, but he refused to
name the sum, therefore you have un-
told wealth.
Gonsalvo pauses to let the Partisan
clock on the mantle tick, tick, tick.
He is making the bluff of his life, you
see, and he has to do even that on tick.
Besides, this furnishes the local color.
Then Gonsalvo bursts forth again:
"Imogenel Oh! Imogene! VIII you be
mine and 1 will be thine without money
and without the pricep
Gonsalvo pauses to let this idea get
noised about little.
Then he goes on: BE mine, Imo-
gene! You will be minus the money
while I will have the priceP
Gonsalvo trembles with the passion
which is consuming his pocketbook, and
then Imogene turns languidly from
right angle triangle into more of
straight front and hands Gonsalvo
hitter Iook NJ srorn
Then Gonsalvo grabs his revolver,
and aiming it at her marble brow, ex-
claims, MARRY me this minute or / will
shoot you in the topknot, because 1
love YOU
Then papa rushes into the room and
Gonsalvo politely requests the old gen.
tlemar to hold two or three bullets for
him for few moments.
Gonsalvo then bites deeply into bot
tie of carbolic acid and just as the
Coroner, climbs into the house the pic
lures of the modern lover and loveress
appear in the newspapers and fashion
able Society receives a jolt.
This is the new and up-to-date way
of making love
However, I think the old style of
courting is the best, because you can
generally stop a jag Before it gets to
the undertaken.
7 What do you think?
The Washington herald., 1914-01-18
By CLAUDE R. SPENCER

EVERY one that handles your money
is a thief
IF you think that. Mr.. Sykes"
Il do, but you can take the place.
have read and heard that women are
more honest than men, / expect you'll
last about four weeks and then go the
way of the others. Don't forget that
you'll be under my watchful eye"
Miss Somers had held the place for two
weeks when she had an evening caller
at her boarding place The card read:
Mr. Walter Brisbane" She had heard
the name at the office. Even the Junior
partner had told her that he had grave
doubts about the young mans guilt. She
was therefore curious about him and his
errand, and at almost the first glance
she had made UP her mind that he
wasn't guilty. She was aided in this by
having discovered how suspicious OF
everybody Mr.. Sykes was.
The discharged cashier had made no
effort to get another place. but had
spent much time in thinking. Mr.. Sykes
was certainly a mean man, but that he
was a deliberate liar was much to be
doubted. He had received the money
lust as he said, but what had become
of It? He had not left the office for
moment, and so no thief could have
taken It, He had not handed 1t in at
the cashiers coop. and so where could
it be? The idea that he would retain
IL for his personal use and charge the
cashier with embezzling 1t could not be
entertained.
All of a sudden one night as he lay
turning the problem over in his mind for
the hundredth time, bright thought
came to him, and 1t was that thought
that had sent him to Miss Somers. One
day after Mr.. Sykes had spent half an
hour in looking for a certain paper 1t was
found in a 'catch-all' drawer In his
desk, and the remark was made that
the drawer hadn't been opened before
for a month. Had the man in a moment
of Observation-Disclosures placed money and
slip in that receptacle? Would Miss
Hattie take advantage of an occasion
and make a search?
The girl would be only too glad to do
SO and help him solve the mystery and
clear his name.
AL the talk was not Of Mr.. Sykes and
the missing money. 1t transpired that
they had mutual friends, and had many
The Washington herald., 1914-01-18

onds later the tray-trotter had issued
an Extra and was saying things in
French that would sound scandalous If
translated.
1t cost me dollar to bring the dish
dragger back to earth, and Stevie said
could break his bank open when we
got home and take all the money if
I'd let him do it again.
Just then l got fash of Dixie Law
renee bearing down in our direction un-
der full head of benzine.
Dixie was escorting three-days jag
and whispering words of encourage
ment to it.
A good fellow, Dixie, but he shouldn't
permit a distillery to use his thirst as
testing station-he's too tempera-
mental.
"H'ar'ye, Mrs. John?" he gurgled,
as the waiter pushed an extra chair un-
der him. 'Howdy, John? How de do,
little man? 'Scuse me for int'rupting
perfly/ splendid family paffy-my
mistake Pm all in-that's i,-Pm all
in and its your fault, John; all your
faultr'
whats wrong, Dike?" / inquired
"Ev'thing!" he martinied! "ev.thing
all wrong-lesh have drink-my mis-
take-didn't think of it before. Your
little son growing to be splendid boy,
Mrs. John"
This is Stephen, my little brother,
not my little son. Peaches explained.
1--WE haven't any children" she added
nervously.
Dixie carefully closed one eye and
focused the other on her. Haven't any
little sonny mistake" Then he
turned the open gig-lamp on me and
began again. "S'prised at you, John;
little son is the most won'erful thing
any father and mother could possess,
with the possible 'ception of a lii daugh-