The public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1913-1968, 1917-10-31
the TABERNACLE
entertainment
At Odd Fellows Hall on Thursday,
November 20, Has Struck Pop.
ular Response Everywhere.

This little band of women have ex-
tended such an honored and magnani-
nous invitation to every lodge in
Maysville and every church in the
county, that it is safe to predict a
large crowd for their entertainment
Thanksgiving day.
A celebration of this nature af-
fords an excellent opportunity for
fraternal, religious, industrial and
professional men and women to meet
upon fundamental ground and re-
new their pledge to make better eff
forts to help the poor and oppressed,
to 60 shoulder to shoulder in our
country's cause to give our full mea-
slure unselfish to the cause of God
and humanity.
This momentous gathering on
Thanksgiving Day will as youthful
race give rise to motives SO high and
character so noble and patriotism so
unselfish that from this time hence
forth all fraternal organizations in
! our proud little hamlet will be the
better for having met in union, they
will be kept pure and command a
measure Of devotion from all the citi-
zens unsurpassed by any that our
age can trace to its superior wisdom
and superior knowledge of fraternal
things.
To give unto Caesar the things that
are Caesar, is not less the direct
commandment of Christ than to love
God and our neighbor. No one un-
derstands this better and try more
earnestly to perfect these true things
than this goodly band of women who
comprise Congo River Tabernacle,
who have labored so nobly in the bat
ties of life with ceaseless zeal that
woman should be holy and live at
any and all time as Caesars wife,
above suspicion," And all the
lodges that assemble with Congo Riv-
er Tabernacle on Thanksgiving Day
stand shoulder to shoulder for these
noble principals and they will beyond
a shadow Of doubt express the endear-
ing thought when their number is
called for on the evenings program
The class of entertainment is time
| ly and in keeping with the spirit Of
Thanksgiving Day, for deep in the
heart of every man and woman
dwells the one sweet perfect mem
DRY that is home, father and mother
and joy and love we would display or
Thanksgiving Day, for the pumpkin
pie, turkey and cranberrys and al
the good cookery that the tender ant
loving hands of mother prepared In
the bygone days.
1t was back In the days when the
frost was on the pumpkins and the
fodder was in the shock, they are the
days homes first love, the love un.
spoiled by calculation or the wisdom
that comes with the later years, and
the love whose unfolding is revela-
ton and which bridges with rain
bow of dreams the gulf between
childhood and manhood.
In the rush and hurry Of life ant
the claims of duty and responsible.
ties causes our youthful dreams to b.
soon forgotten and thrust aside, but
in the sunset years, 1t is then age setf
its seal upon the brain and body, the
old memory creeps back, a paignant
picture from the youth that has fed.
1t is strange, passing strange how
closely men and women cling and
cluster to the youthful things when
the Thanksgiving Day comes around
and when his heart Is q truant from
the old home which sheltered hin
and taught him his palatable tooth
some taste for Thanksgiving turke,
and cranberrys, with the good oil
pumpkin pie on the side.