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Show Different Now, I But Christmas Just the Same I By DeLyle F. Cass In olden days they used to bring a B boar's head smoking into the feast K and drug the holly grown Yule-log to H the grent III, -place with special cere- H And years afterwards the custom H was for bands of sweet-voiced boys to tM go from house to house on Christmas) H morning, standing grouped in the H street und singing carols of Joy to the tM mellow resonance of bells. IH And in grandfather's time folks 9M made up Jolly, boisterous sleigiilut; Jill 1- H ties, where all iniilMed up mOaly H .and let out the boraes, with the Iron K I runners gliding swiftly over the hard- H 1 packed snow. . . . K But Mollle and I live in a little lion S M j in town, where the sanitary depart U ' ment keeps (h,. utreetS swept clean H I of snow; where there are nunlelpal H 1 rules against chopping down trees and M no Breplocci In which to burn the logs, M even if we had them; where the po M I llceiintn on the hetl probably would mM arrest the Chrlatmai chnlrlsters if they M ,11 in around and woke up the neigh- fH ' borhood by Inglng early In the morn- M Mollie and 1 '1-1 Wllke 11)1 tile kills ft ' and let them tomhla downstairs to see WM the tree we trliiiiiiii1 the niglit before, nnd then let them I. Mr up the parlor, fflj While (be tits quietly on the arm of H : my 1 1 air and I sinoke, watching them HB most ,f the day afterwards. . . . WM tint, let me tell you. friends, tt'e Jj 1 i,i 1 ' ust the same ' HI 00R |