The Washington times., 1936-12-25
NOW
Merry Xmas
To the World
SAYS WRITER
BY HELEN EsSARY


Claus!
To poor overworked Santa
Claus. The cause of all our joy
and woe today. To Mrs. Santa
Claus, tiptoeing about the North
Pole while Mr.. Santa Claus sleeps
late. To B. Penguin, barber, who
is going to have touchy time to-
morrow brushing the SCOT out Of
Mr.. Claus's whiskers.
Merry Christmas to the Christ
mas puppies, chewing the red rib
bon bows on their new collars.
To the Christmas canary on
whose golden plumpneSs Samson,
our yellow cat, already looks lov-
ingly.
Merry Christmas to Annie as
she bends over to baste the tur-
key, and to Overton as he passes
the cranberry jelly.
Merry Christmas to spectacled
overseerS Of charge accounts, to
the credit departments and the
auditors of all the shops of all the
world.
To the keepers of the reptile
house and the lions cage at the
Zoo; to oyster shuckers and the
people who cut up the roughage
that goes into chop suey. To the
red-nosed man with the outgrown
sweater who didn't sell all of his
Christmas trees.
Merry Christmas to mothers
who scrubbed behind the necks
Of last nights carol singers.
Merry Christmas to the priests
who heard miles and miles of
confessions from parishioners sud
OS1l1y gone p1OuS.
To the people who leave parking
places as we come up; to those
who obey the traffic lights, to
those who let g. pedestrian by on
q left-hand turn; to the traffic
policemen who didn't tag us last
year-greetings!
Merry Christmas to the dogs of
F Street beggars-to the woman
who leaves the War Cry every
Thursday Il wish she wouldn't
always come at dinner tirne).
To the Canadian skiiers who
wish they, were in Bermuda. To
the Floridians who sigh for the
frost-bitten North. To the bus
driver who gives you a chance
to pay your fare before he charges
forward-our blessing.
Merry Christmas to the Saliva
ton Army horse.
To the postman whose back is
bent under the sack of presents
for other people and who some
times gets a pocket handkerchief
or a handful Of cigars for himself
the seasons greetings.
Merry Christmas to the patriots
who are leaving the exquisite
peace of New York to fight for the
loyalists of Spain.
Merry Christmas to the carriers
who hit the front porch instead
of your best holly bush with the
newspapers.
Merry Christmas to Halle
Selaisse-what's become of him,
anyhow?
To the Archbishop of Canter.
bury, and may his goose not be
overlooked.
To Eddie" and Wallis. To
Carol and Alphonso. To minor
royalties, croupiers, modistes, man
tourists and others on the Riviera
To Mrs. Landon, who has kept
her man feeling himself a Hero
since November 3.
To Mrs. Roosevelt, who has lived
with a Hero for years and years
and years.
To the wives of all Great Men.
to the wives of men who think
they are great, Merry, Merry
Christmas!
Merry Christmas to sinners and
saints, to heathenS and heretics
to the crusading and the phleg
matte, to bolsheviks and capital
lists, to hypocrites and the too, toe
sincere. To old friends and new
friends, to relatives by blood
marriage and divorce.
To those who are with us anc
those whom we wish were here
To those who will always be ir
our hearts and minds
A MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Iamoe WaILor DoeI