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Show BEAVER CITY, UTAH, FRIDAY, DECEMBER 26, 1947 a rhfimas Visit to Jlie 1947 1 - w-- ) fountains In 1540 when a plague was raging in Switzerland, 12 pious men of Rheinfelden formed a brotherhood to pray for St. Sebastian's aid, and to nurse the sick and bury the dead. Pestilence in medieval times was ascribed to evil spirits in water, so the Brotherhood of St. Sebastian visited each of the town's seven fnun. tains, praying and singing hymns at eacn siop. ihey still continue this custom, but only on Christmas Eve. For this ritual the 12 Brothers are dressed in black, with black silk top hats. At every fountain they gather around the lantern-beare- r and sing a medieval" song. The march begins at the Froschweide fountain, where the plague is supposed to have started three centuries ago. When they have passed the seventh, they enter the church for midnight mass, and ceremoniously place their lantern on the altar of St. Sebastian. . - cien 1946 1940 This month marks the end of a year which saw the greatest growth of tele- atxd old NEW phone facilities ever recorded in this state. After war ended and materials slowly became available we embarked on an expansion program far greater than anything before in our history. In 1946 we began to get some of the equipment we needed and this year we were able to get more from our manufacturers. May this Christmas bring o happiness as true, But the job is far from being finished. We want to take care of all those whose orders for new service, or for changes in type of service, have been delayed. as that we have known in our relations So, in 1948, we expect to be busier than ever installing more and more equip- with you JI ment to bring you a constantly improving service. Bradshaw Auto TXI MOUNTAIN STATES TEltPHONE & Paris TELEGRAPH COMPANY & A, Equipment . til weather for Timothy Rowan thought as he tramped home through the snow with an armful of mail from the post office. But he was apprehensive, for in tlie bundle was a letter from Caroline, his daughter. Why, he kept asking, would Caroline be writing now, the day before Christmas, unless to tell her parents that she wouldn't be home for the holidays? Noisily he stamped the snow from his overshoes on the back porch, then walked into the kitchen which was savory with the odor of his wife Rachel's Christmas cooking. Then, as Rachel approached the bundle of letters he had placed on the table, Timothy found himself shrinking from the room, fearful of how Rachel would take the news. No Caroline for Christmas! Why, never once in her 24 years had Caroline been away. But, then, she was building her own life in the city, now new friends, new interests. And spending the holidays with two old parents was probably pretty "yONDERFUL V Christmas!" ' Time To Be Happy! I Christmastide is the one time in the year when we should all be as happy as a boy with a bright new sled. So let's light up our faces and our hearts when we light up our trees, and here's wishing for you and your family the happiest Christmas you've ever had. dull. But how would Rachel take it? If only someone, anyone, would spend Christmas with them to relieve tile loneliness! Well, how about young Tom Wakefield, with whom Caroline had once been in love, a fine young chap who didn't have a home, and who probably would miss Caroline this Christmas as much as he and Rachel would? A few minutes later Timothy was tramping downtown through the snow again, and into Tom Wakefield's garage. "Merry Christmas, Tom!" he shouted, walking into the small of- 0. !(. Rubber Welders James (1. Williams, prop. !!lll!llfl!lli!llll!lll!ll!li!lli!ll!!l!!ll!U fice. "Same to you, Mr. Stone!" cried Tom. "What can I do for you?" "Well, Tom," Timothy began, "you can make a couple of old people pretty happy if you'll come to dinner with us tomorrow You see I don't expect Caroline will be coming and, well, it would be nice if you'd join us." "Gosh, thanks Mr. Stone!" Tom answered. He turned red, then pale. "I'll be there!" Back home. Timothy was reprimanded. "Well, Mr. Stone, where have you been, leaving me all alone with this news about Caroline?" Rachel's eyes sparkled. "I know, darling," Timothy said, "It's too bad she can't be here for Christmas, but I've asked Tom Wakefield to join us. It'll be kind of nire having him, remembering how he and Caroline used to be so close. You know, I think that boy is still in love with her ." i TALLYHO! Dui io a' shortage of reindeer this season we send you our Christmas Lb Greetings In this conventional wayl In this season, of may gift-givin- g we say that your friendship is our choicest gift and we appreciate it beyond words to express. May your Christmas be a merry one, mdeedl 00 luuumvyx JJf"' Has ii rm WOOLSEY'S - ii mi' i. fh ' nV ' ''-- . iTiiii i " r in Mir isla i'nrmin "T FURNITURE APPLIANCE GROCERY mmmsuLjmjaL found himself shrinking from the room. Mrs. Stone smiled. "Well, we'd better get busy, since company's coming. Fix a fire in the hearth, will you?" And as Timothy went off on his errand, her eyes followed him, smiling. The Stone household was a busy place Christmas morning. While Timothy tended his stock and poultry, Rachel fixed the turkey, set the table and then went upstairs to dress. And shortly after noon Tom Wakefield arrived, handsome young Tom, and the three of them sat down In the living room before the fire for a short visit before dinner. Then an automobile horn blared out front, and Timothy ran to the Timothy Once again the joyous spell of Christmas is cast over us, as we hurry about with gifts for those we love. That warm glow we get from giving at this holy season cannot he duplicated at any other time of the year. It is our sincere wish that a full measure of happiness may be yours, this Christmas of 1947. Brooklawn Creamery Co. -- 0id ai window. "It's Caroline!" he shouted, behimself. comt "Rachel, side quick! She must have come in on the noon train!" Then she burst into the room, lovely Caroline, laughing merrily, tossing her bags on the floor and running to her parents. Suddenly she saw Tom, standing white and tense beside the fireplace, and momentarily her mouth fell open with surprise. "Oh, Tom!" she cried. "You here, too? This makes it perfect!" And she ran to his arms, while Rachal drew her puzzled husband into the kitchen. "You may be a pretty smart man, Timothy," she explained quietly as she lifted the turkey from the oven, "but we fooled you that timel You Just assumed, because Carolina wrote the day before Christmas, that she wasn't coming home. What she said in the letter was that sha was tired of the city and was coming buck to stay. "Of course." she smiled, "I'll give you credit. Poor Caroline's heart was breaking for Tom, so your ing viting him here today makes evary-thinperfect!" One man who in one of child-lik- many e love will live through bol of created a charao-te- r ' faith and the centuries as the sym- Christmas. The man was Charles Dickens; his charac- ter was Tiny Tim. And in the words of Tiny we'd like to say: Tim, "A MERRY CHRISTMAS, GOD BLESS US EVERY OKE" Dick's Market Jos. A. Manzionc a LaPriel Manzione a |