The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1928-12-12
CHRISTMAS DAY IN THE MORNING.
From Golfers

M night, the kids having gone to bed early
because you all tired out, what most
means Christmas to you? Is it that huge bright
tree in the town square, gayly crowded stores,
chorus singing church chimes, gifts tied with
red ribbons? No, indeed: the kindness of weary
and hurried people is what lies closest to your
heart along about midnight on the twenty-fifth
of December
But the cards started coming in over week
before that. Severe squares, black heavily
graved on stiff white, that wish You the Joys
of the Season with all the enthusiasm of trust
company announcing the election of j. Getthe
Man tenth vice president. Cold upright slabs,
gorgeous gilt on marbed white like a tombstone
for the wealthy founder of bolt and nut works.
Stylish oblongs in chaste French gray and arts
tic lavender shades. Jolly three for-a-nickel
colored postals, any color SO it's loud scrawled
cheery by young friends who wrote the adj
dress their very own selves. Their own spending
their very own selves. Their own spending
money, TOO.
People who live in city apartments are apt
to send drawings Of farmhouses that nestle
lily among tall trees, wood sparks and hearth
smoke lifting toward the bright winter stars.
A lawyers holiday card is sure to be sugary
with sentiment Bankers generally write you a
little personal interest note, they being great
the human touch stuff and the principle of the
thing.
Day-after- tomorrow people of radical minds
load the mails up with missives that sketch the
days and ways of long ago. At Christmas time
we all get free of ourselves for little while, the
best time in all the year.
But everybody likes and wants those holiday
cards. Children really do cry for them. Post
men grin as they trot along with their topping
packs
Do the Christmas greetings give good will
to our letter carriers or is it the other way
round? Seems to us it works both ways.
\ ND then the gifts begin to roll in, as we
~ hope they roll in for you and yours this
year. It's really too easy. Just have a
kid two around the place and human nature
will do the rest.
For whom was the world made anyhow?
The stores could tell you right enough, were
these benefactors not so busy delivering packages
to where they belong, which, these late Deem
Der days, is not necessarily the same as deliver
ing them to those by whom they were bought.
Where the heart is, the brains are not so
close by. Or it maker of wall paper who
got the idea abroad>that children under years
old specially crave crayons, water colors, brushes
pencils and other tools of distinctions?
No furniture factory shut down because
too many little kids had found hatchets and ham,
mers in their stockings. Did they now?
Gifts funny, anyhow-what scores
hit and what doesn't. We've seen rich mans
boy pleased to death with some roughly finished
homemade hard cookies. These cut to the
approximate shapes Of Santa Claus, the Three
Wise Men, swans, bears, etc., and touched up
with red, green or white frosting.
Sherrys, Maillard's and the Ritz put togeth-
er couldn't equal those dainties and Princely
hung 'em the tree for his beloved sister.
hard-boiled man of big business was tickled
silly with some fairly good snapshots that his son
and daughter took of each other and mounted in
wooden frames which they had carved at school
He kept this simple treasure on his desk and
grinned at it daily until the comptroller of the
corporation wanted to assault him.
A dozen cases of champagne would not have
registered like that.
Our oldest deserted $50 electric railway to
play under the dripping water spout in a new
rubber coat and boots, with few old tin cans
he had salvaged from the trash barrel. All you
can say to gifts was said long ago: "The stone
which the builders rejected is become the head
of the corner"
wv HAT you give? Last year the
w twelve Federal reserve banks all over our
country figured that more than $780,
100000 in gold was given. And over half that
sum was spent put back in the banks by New
Years day.
What can you give? Take poets advice,
the best of all, and give yourself. For the gift
without the giver is bare, as good Sir Launfa
came to know. The best Christmas is that
more and more of act on that truth when the
holly wreaths go up in windows everywhere. And
so, as Tiny Tim observed, "God bless u.s. every
one"
"Only 10 percent of the citizens of the Unit
ed States brush their teeth" was the startling
statement made last week by DR.. W. R. Davis
director of the Michigan State Department of
Mouth Hygiene. And the doctor made the mat
ter worse by saying that these only did it for
decency just as they wash their faces" And it
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