Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1919-12-16
FOOD FOR THE HUNGRY 9
Starving Millions for Wbom There is
no Hope Save in Charity.T

Starving Millions for Wbom. There is
no Hope Save in charityY
My dear Reader:
wish you to regard this little
Christmas story as personal letter.
1t happened one cold, crisp Christmas
Eve five years ago. / was standing in
front Of a brilliantly lighted toy store
in city not necessary to name. With
in was arranged in splendid masses
every type of toy to gladden. the heart
of childhood. Coming and going in
eager, anxious haste were mothers and
fathers clad in stylish, as we'll as COM
Portable clothes, their faces smiling be-
cause they knew the joy they were
making ready for the coming morrow
There were also little ones in that
throng who in their childish cunning
knew full we'll that many Of those self
same toys would hang on their Christ
mas trees, placed there by a mys-
terious Santa Claus, and they were
glad NJ.
But all seemed to fail or refuse to
see a poor, thinly clad mother, whose
face showed that she had known
brighter and better days. Clinging to
her hand was little girl of six, whose
only Christmas joy would be the view
Of the toys which tomorrow would be
the actual possession Of thousands of
happy children. l watched her for a
few minutes and realized that this was
only too true. Presently man attired
in his everyday working clothes
modestly slipped into the mothers
hand a crisp five dollar bill with the re-
quest that she spend it for the little
ones happiness. l then and there dis
covered that there is no eloquence on
earth to compare with tear drop
glistening in a mothers eye, placed
there because Of gratitude.
Now my dear friend, as this Christ
mas Season approaches there are two
hundred and fifty thousand hungry,
homeless and helpless orphans, whose
eyes are filled with tears-not tears
for Christmas toys, but tears for bread
to satisfy the cravings Of hunger and
to keep their starved bodies from
falling by the wayside and be-
coming dry bones to mingle with the
thousands of others who have already
fallen. There is no father to hear their
cries because he has been killed by the
cruel Turk Neither is thereN any
mother. nor will there be. to wipe away
their tears, for they have been scatter
ed into the mountains and deserts. in
many cases never to see their loved
ones again. Fifty thousand of these
mothers are unwilling victims in Turk
ish harems where a brand has been
burned into their flesh and the threat
of death placed over their heads should
they escape. How many Of these will
ever see their little ones again, God
only knows.
Now my friend, I call upon you to
assist in bringing Christmas TO these
little ones. | call upon you in the
name of Him, Who made Christmas
possible for us all and said, "Inasmuch
as We have done it unto one OF the
least of these ye have done it unto me. v
/ call upon you whether you recognize
Him as the Christ or not l call upon
you in the name of suffering humanity
You may not see the tear drop OF
gratitude come into their eyes as | saw
it come into that mothers on that
Christmas Eve, but their gratitude tc
you will be far greater and you shall
not lose your reward.
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