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Show Page 2 UTAH FARM BUREAU NEWS Published each month by tho Utah Stata Farm Bureau Federation at Salt Lake City, Utah. Editorial and Business Office, 629 East Fourth South, Salt Lake City, Utah. POSTMASTER: Please address PO Form 3569 to PO Box 11668, Salt Lake City, Utah cents per year to members is included in 84111. Subscription price of twenty-fiv- e second matter March 24, 1948 at the Post Office class Entered as fee. membership at Salt Lake City, Utah under act of March 3, 879. UTAH 1 UTAH STATE FARM BUREAU FEDERATION OFFICIALS Mem Elmo W. Hamilton, Rivertoit, Utah S. Jay Child, Clearfield, Utah Mrs. Willis Whitbeck Bennion, Utah V. Allen Olsen Kenneth J. Rice President Vice-Preside- Chairman, Farm Bureau Women Executive Secretary Editor DIRECTORS Salt Lake City Salt Lake City Logan Logan Logan Alden K. Barton Mark Nichols Dr. W. H. Bennett Glenn T. Baird, Jr Dr. D. Wynne Thorne Holiday Issue 1966 . DIRECTORS Mrs. Willis Whilbeck, Farm Bureau Women; Mrs. Paul Nelson, Form Bureau Women; Jan Turner, Farm Bureau Young People; William Wood, Beaver; A. Alton Hoffman, Cache; Lloyd Olsen, Cache; Ferris Allen, North Bax Elder; William C. Douse, Carbon; S. Jay Child, Davi; Joseph Kemp, Duchesne; Kenneth Brasher, Emery; Carl Hatch, Garfield; Richard Nelson, Iron; Roy Bowles, Juab; Isaac Chamberlain, Kane; Leo Robins, Millard; Mark Thackeray, Morgan; Ambrose Dalton, Piute; Robert Rex, Rich; Elmo Hamilton, Salt Lake; Arion Erekson, Salt Lake; Ashton Harris, San Juan; Lee Barton, Sanpete; Grant Morrey, Sevier; D. O. Roberts, Summit; Jack Brown, Tooele; A. DeMar Dudley, Uintah; Don T. Allen, Utah; Eldon Money, Utah; Emer Wilson, Wasatch; Don F. Schmutz, Washington; Hugh King, Wayne; William C. Holmes, Weber; Carl Fowers, Weber; John P. Holmgren, South Box Elder; Gay Pettingill, Utah Horticultural Society; John Roghaar, Intermountain Farmers Assn.; Virgil H. Peterson, Utah Sugar Beet Growers Assn.; Tom Lowe, Utah Canning Crops Assn.; Joe I. Jacobs, Producers Livestock Marketing Assn.; J. R. Gorrett, Norbest Turkey Growers Assn.; H. M. Blockhurst, Country Mutual Life. Recollection of My Christmas Tree Charles Dickens I have been looking on, this evening, at a merry company of children assembled round that pretty German toy, a Christmas tree. Being now at home again, and alone, the only person in the house awake, my thoughts are drawn back by a fascination which I do not care to resist, to my own childhood. Straight In the middle of the room, cramped in the freedom of its growth by no encircling walls or soon-reach- celling, a shadowy tree arises; ed and looking up Into the dreamy brightness of its top, for I Observe in this tree the singular property that it appears to grow downward towards the earth, - - I look Into my youngest Christmas recollections. All toys at first I find. But upon the branches of the tree lower down, how thick the books begin to hang! Thin books, in themselves, at first, but many of them, with deliciously smooth covers of bright red or green. What fat black letters to begin with! Of course he was. He was A was an archer, and shot at a frog. a good many things in his was He there he and is! an apple-pi- e also, were of so most was his and except X, who had so A, friends, time, little versatility that I never knew him to get beyond Xerxes or Xantippe: and Z, like Y, who was always confined to a yacht or a yew-tre- e; condemned forever to be a zebra or a zany. But now the very tree itself changes, ami becomes a bean stalk, -the marvelous bean stalk by which Jack climbed up to the giants house. Jack, - - how noble, with his sword of sharpness and his shoes of swiftness! Good for Christmas-tim- e is the ruddy colour of the cloak in which the tree making a forest of itself for her to trip through with her comes to me (me Christmas eve, to basket. Little Red Riding-Hoof the me information cruelty and treachery of that dissembling give wolf who ate her grandmother, without making any impression on his appetite, and then ate her, after making that ferocious joke about his teeth. She was my first love. I felt that If I could have married Little Red Riding Hood I should have known perfect bliss. But it was not to be, and there was nothing for It but to look out the wolf In the Noahs Ark there, and put him late in the procession, cm the table, as a monster who was to be degraded. It was not found seaworthy when Oh, the wonderful Noahs Ark! and were crammed In at the roof, animals In a the put washing tub, and needed to have their legs well shaken down before they could be got in even there; and ten to one but they began to tumble out at the door, which was but Imperfectly fastened with a wire latch; but what was that against it? od Christmas was a year ago . . . to quote a poet. For many round-eye- d babies, this will be the first For others it will be one of many, Christmas. many Christmases. This Christmas offers an array of new products to attract gift buyers. This Christmas also has the memory of the last general election. An election that showed the people of America not quite ready to swallow whole the Great Society of the who envision total control by those planners best fitted to make the decisions necessary for g. full opportunity and . This Christmas month' also saw the largest group of Utah Farm Bureau people to attend the American Farm Bureau Convention in recent memory. But though different, this Christmas is strongly tied to Christmases of the past. Even though the commercialsim that has grown around this holy day like moss around a well, rises to new heights each year. Even though a few of our people have no conception of why Christmas is celebrated, Christmas is still a day of goodness for most of the American people. Most of us still feel a warm glow on this day of days even if it does come from a bottle for some. Most of us still feel well-bein- a happy when our kids open their presents. Most of us think about the birth of Christ eye-moist- ure FORMER VICE PRESIDENT, Richard M. Nixon, was a featured speaker at the AFBF Convention. Time Is Ripe To Get Rid of Temporary The time has come to get rid of the whole sorry mess of government farm controls, direct subsidy payments and price manipula- tions. the 48th annual Addressing of the American Farm meeting Bureau Federation In Las Vegas, Charles B. Shuman, Federation president, said the new Congress should end all production controls, direct payments and price management authorities as rapidly as possible. The first step should be the Immediate repeal of the payment provisions of the Food and Agriculture Act of 1965 and the enactment of effective legislation to prohibit the further use of Commodity Credit Corporation stocks to manipulate market prices. Shuman said there never has been a better time to bring these 'temporary programs to an end - - consumer demand Is strong and market prices are generally above support levels. The farm leader rejected the often proposed gradual phasing out of government programs as unrealistic. He said It would be like cutting off a dogs tall one Inch at a time - - far more painful. a little and a lot us go to church on Christmas. Most of. us like Christmas carols and evergreen trees and eggnog and turkey and Christmas candy and a fire in the fireplace. We dont even mind tinsel on the carpet and kids in pajamas at noon. No, Christmas isnt all religious any more but its good for us even with the commercialism. Wed even like to start a club. Well call it Citizens in Favor of a Merry Christinas and have Santa Claus for President and F. W. Woolworth for treasurer Shuman also rejected preand all the people of the world for members. And dictions of the Administration that wed like to have our first club meeting in church removal of controls would result In farmers being drowned in a sea on December 25th. of surplus production. This issue of the Farm Bureau News is sprinkled There Is ample evidence that with some remembrances of some Christmases past. no such disaster would occur, said. Theres several from the 1800s, one from the year Shuman Wheat producers have not 1304 and the year one. planted all of the acres allotted From the officers and staff of the Utah State Farm for 1967. Many of the retired will never come back Into Bureau Federation, our wish is that you and yours acres production as they have been conmay enjoy a very Merry Christmas and a Happy verted to other uses, he pointed out New Year. (Continued on Page 5) Consider the noble fly, a size or two smaller than the elephant; the butterfly, - - all triumphs of art! consider the the lady-bir- d, goose, whose feet were so small, and whose balance was so Indifferent that he usually tumbled forward and knocked down all the animal creation! consider Noah and his family, like Idiotic tobacco-stopper- s; and bow the leopard stuck to warm little fingers; and how the tails of the larger animals used gradually to resolve themselves Into frayed bits of string. Hush! Again a forest, and somebody up in a tree, - - not Robin Hood, not Valentine, not the Yellow Dwarf, - - I have passed him and all Mother Bunchs wonders without mention, - - but an Eastern It is the setting of the King with a glittering scimitar and turban. Arabian Nights. bright Oh, now all common things become uncommon and enchanted to me! All lamps are wonderful! all rings are talismans! Common flower pots are full of treasure, with a little earth scattered on the top; trees are for All Baba to hide In; beefsteaks are to throw down into the valley of Diamonds, that the perclous stones may stick to them, and be carried by the eagles to their nests, whence the traders, with loud cries, will scare them. All the dates Imported come from the same tree as that unlucky one with whose shell the merchant knocked out the eye of the geniis Invisible son. All olives are of the same stock of that fresh fruit, concerning which the Commander of the Faithful overheard the boy conduct the fictitious trial of the fraudulent olive -- merchant. Yes, on every object that I recognize among the upper branches of my Christmas tree I see this fairy light! But hark! the Walts are playing, and they break my childish sleep! What Images do I associate with the Christmas music as I see them set forth on the Christmas tree! Known before aU the others, keeping far apart from all the others, they gather round my little bed. An angel, speaking to a group of shepards in a field; some travelers, with eyes uplifted, following a star; a baby In a manger; a child in a spacious temple, talking with grave men: a solemn figure with a mild and beautiful face, raising a dead girl by the hand; again, near a city gate, calling back the son of a widow on his bier, to life; a crowd of people looking through the opened roof of a chamber where he sits, and letting down a sick person on a bed with ropes; the same, In a tempest, walking on the waters; In a ship, again, on a sea-shoteaching a great multitude; again, with a child upon his knees, and other children around; again, restoring sight to the blind, speech to the dumb, hearing to the deaf, health to the sick, strength to the lame, knowledge to the ignorant; again, dying ypon a cross, watched by armed soldiers, a darkness coming on, the earth beginning to shake, and only one voice heard, Forgive them, for they know not what they do! Encircled by the social thoughts of Christmas time, still let the benignant figure of my childhood stand unchanged! In every cheerful image and suggestion that the season brings, may the bright star that rested above the poor roof be the star of all the Christmas ' world! A moments pause, O vanishing tree, of which the lower boughs are dark to me yet, and let me look once more. I know there are blank spaces on the branches, where eyes that I have loved shone and from which they are departed. But, far above, I see the smiled, of the dead girl and the widows, son, Raiser and God Is good! re, ONE MOMENT WITH GOD When they heard the king t they departed; and, lo, the star which they taw in the east, went before them, till it came and stood over was. (Matthew 3:9) where the young-child |