Charlevoix county herald., 1920-12-24

saHoSi, anu that ID III. by tie tlIuo
you get as old and feel as young as
| am. you find most Of the plate worn
off.
Honestly, boys (a"d girls), don't
think Santa Claus himself ever feels
very much at home except on a rural
route He has a mighty poor job in
big town, with iues instead of Chin
neys, and everything. And it is hard
to see where he gets room to turn a
sleigh and eight reindeer around, tiny
reindeer though they may be. He'll be
pretty certain to bump into hydEant
or tip over on curb.
And with twenty families all using
one flue (and, what Is worse, soft
coal fiue at that how in the world
is the most experienced Santa going
to find which is Browns and which is
Smiths, and where the Greens live?
Even If he dared rap and ask (Which
no Santa Claus is ever supposed to
do) nobody could tell him. For per-
haps the Browns and the Smiths have
never met" and the Greens might
live across the hall for a month be-
fore anybody thought to inquire their
name.
For that is one thing you don't get
much of In the city-neighbors. Some
times when the woman across the
road keeps running in just when your
mother is canning, or baking, or treat
ing q shirt-bosOm kindly but firmly
with fiat-iron, your mother may al
most wish that they weren't quite so
plentiful in the country-but she
wouldn't. She would miss them, just
the same as you would miss having
the same boys to play with year after
year.
For in the city you are always get.
ting a fresh lot Of playmates-and
sometimes they are a mighty fresh
lot, too. OF course there are some
good kids, also; but it always seems
that just when you get to liking some
fellow up the street or across the alley,
the landlord boosts the rent and his
folks have to move, and you never see
him again. He may move only from
one side of the city to the other, but
1t might as well be to another state.
1t is five or ten or twenty miles
miles Of houses, no, miles Of flats, and
streetcar tracks, and railroads, and
factories-and you never see him again
or any of his folks.
The boys you know this Christmas
probably won't be around at all next
Christmas, if you live in the city. That
is a funny thing about city folks:
they are>always going somewhere and
never getting anywhere. Why, even
II the landlord didn't raise the rent
October l or May l or whenever the
lease expires, they might move any
wayl People who live In flats instead
Of homes are always looking for some
thing better and getting something
worse. They have the most wonderful
collection Of rent receipts, but not
foot of ground, not a roof or rafter,
they can call their own.
Now, don't know what you think,
but think that every family ought to
have a house Of its own, house II
lives In year after year. That is, of
course, unless the father has some
sort Of job that makes 1t necessary for
him to move to some other town every
other year or so. But Ii Is q great
thing to live In a home, not just q
house, and that is about the best place,
and the only place, to have Christ
mas, a real, sure-enough, honest-to-
goodness Christmas.
Most of you boys who live on the
farm and In the small town have that
kind of home, and | wonder II you
know how lucky you aref Wouldn't
you hate to wake up Christmas morn
ing and look at the ceiling and realize
that someone else owned 1t, and then
get up and go out In the front yard
and realize that someone else owned
that, too-why, you'd get so after
awhile that, everything you saw. you
would wonder who owned It'll
I tell you, boys, it's a great satisfac-
ton to have back yard and to know
it's yours, and that you can invite
people into 1t, or invite people to stay
out of II. just as you please. Why, that
Is what brought the Pilgrim Fathers
to America-they wanted a spot they
could call their own. don't say that
II was exactly back yard they want
ed. but what they wanted was some
place they could play ball and no
landlord of a king could come along
and tell them to stop because they
might break some Of the royal win
dows. You know old King George did
come along and try to make them stop
and you know what happened TO the
royal windows. Fam
And then there Is this matter of
snow. You know some people don't
think II Is much of a Christmas with
out snow. Now, know quite q lot
about snow because I've been ac-
quaInted with a LOT Of II. have
tramped through II up In the Hudson
Bay country. and I've wallowed around
In u In the summertime on top of the
Rocky mountains, And want to tell