Show she yuletide Vule tide cheer by FRED W PEARSON I 1 in slon sion post 1 1 IN THE providence of nature there s a consonance of abood good permeating and elating A all U the cosmic brotherhood though the waves of deep depression may alay engulf our struggling forms like the gleaming of our dreaming are the heights above the storms and one peak that glistens clea clearly 71 y like lie an iridescent cone Is the ile yuletide cheer which yearly brings delight to every one high above the range of virtues Is this crowning pinnacle and Us its luring and enduring message freely comes to all shops and homes are decorated hearts are throbbing merrily and each glowing face Jace is showing lust fust how sweet is 13 charity fr ir the season of good feeling dawning as the old year Z dies turns to gladness all OUT sadness and to our enemies some perhaps are thinking darkly of their backof lack of means to give gice they are lonely and con can only dy by the utmost efforts live so with fainting hearts and tearful their self pity grows crows extreme when a ringing voice and cheerful sounds this axiom supreme in the providence of nature theres there s a service all may mayfied find and the measure of its treasure Is the art of icing being kind |