The Arlington Journal. (Arlington, Tex.), Vol. 13, No. 48, Ed. 1 Friday, December 24, 1909 Page: 1 of 8
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ARLINGTON, TEXAS. FRIDAY.
DECEMBER 2 4, 1909.
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Mhen holly berrlei (listen bright,
When Christmis fires (lesm end (low,
When wintry winds so wildly blow.
And all rhe meadows 'round art
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Tis merry 'nfath the mistletoe.
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$30,000.00
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When Christmas fires gleam and glow,
d'ben loving lips may pouf, although
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T is merry 'neath the mistletoe
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NEW BUILDINGS
We have the Lumber. We will cheerfully furnish '
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Stockholders Aleeting.
A meeting of rhe stockholders of
the Citizens National Bank will be
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ington. Texas, Tuesday, January 11,
1910, at 2 o’clock p. ni for the pur-
pose of electing a board of directors
for the ensuing year.
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The picture above is from one of
the world’s greatest paintings, “The
Mother and Child.'' It tells the story
of a Redeemer born to the world—
God in Man.
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Ringing, swinging,
go.
Over the crust of the beautiful snow:
I Snow so pure when it falls from the
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To be trambled ami tracked b> tiious-
| ands of feet
Till it blends with the Filth in the
I horrible street.
quit rubbing our pistol pockets, we
spied some rosy cheeked, bright-eyed
laughing young women out enjoying I t^'uike' It
the snow and bracing jiir. They'
were having a merry time of it. Then '
they became venturesome *>nd ea-
eayed’to elide down a little’hillock.
After a few hesitating motions on
the brow of tfce hill, like boys who
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Oh' the snow, the beautiful snow .
Filling the sky and earth below
Over the housetops, over the street.
Over the heads of the people you
meet!
Dancing, flirting, skimming along.
Beautiful snow! it can do no wrong, t
Flying to kiss a fair lady's cheeks.
Clinging to lips in frolicsome fr<*uksf
Beautiful snow, front heaven above.
Pitre as an angel, gentle as love*
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mer ui the swlmmnig hole, they
launched forth. They succeeded in
sliding. kti fact, their success was
far ahead of what they expected, or
even desired. Before they had
reached the foot of the hill they be-
came tired of standing up while the
wind whistled around them and toyed
with their skirts in a free and easy
way, and they sat down
great morning for folks to sit down
right out of doors And they, all
seemed .to be in a hurry, as if to see
w'ho co old- sit down the quickest—
and hardest’. Those girls sat down
Cadets Go Home for Christmas.
The cadets of the Carlisle Military
Academy were dismissed for the
holidays Wednesday evening—those
desirous of going home for Christ-
mas. A number of them, it is said,
* ill remain at the academy during
the holiday season.
Humor and Fun of the Snow and Ice
Arlington has been enjoying its
greatest snow storm—certainly the
heaviest one ever known in Decem-
ber. The ice has also been unmelted
outdoors for close on to two weeks.
Some comical things have occurred
to us warm-climated folks who have
uot been accustomed to. this genial
Ozone City.
The hard, unfeeling ice playqd a
prank on this writer. He was go-
ing along, doing no harm, feeling in
tlfat friendly state of mind to every-
body so characteristic of him. w’v a,
without warning, just as we were
talking to some triends, out feet bit a
sl'ck, 'down grade, sliding spot of |
cold and unfriendly ice^ and then
the ground seemed to cnadge plac.-s
all at once. Our feet took the place
in the crisp morning all lately oc-
cupied by our intellectual head, our
hands, with fingers bent claw-fashion
seeking something to grab onto,
waved in the icy- atmosphere, finding
nothing harder than tire icy breath
of the Frost King to clutch. Then
we sat dotyn. We were not tired,
neither did we feel especially anx-
ious to take a seat out there in the
snow before those snickering young
fellows. But we sat down, all ttre
same. And we sat down quickly
and hard, too A few stare danced
and pranced before our sparkling
eyes, and we saw several moons,
when, ordinarily, one njoon is all
that we see from this mundanr re-
volver with our naked optics. And
those three nice, ’ clever young fel-
lows to whom we had just been dis-
coursing in the most friendly man- , '
ner, laughed out loud at us. They ‘
also made some slighting remarks. ’
We wanted to tell them that they
were frivolous—but we didn’t, be-
cause just then we wdre feeling tor
our pistol pocket to see what might
have happened to our sartorial gar-
ments in that region. It felt like
our best pants were torn from Maine
to Texas. But they were not. It j
was us that was torn and hurt, both
physically and in our feelings
Help the mind.
For 25c. we wlH send one dosen
lieautiful postal cards of the National
Capital printed by the blind. Ad-
dress The Manager. Lock Box 354.
Hyattsville. Maryland. 47-3mos.
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Greer in Pittsburg Saturday for
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Ju the early part of the Wai one
‘ dark Saturday morning in the dead
of winter, there died at the Com-
mercial hospital. Cincinnati, a young
woman over whose head only two-
and-twenty summers has paFUed.
Hie had once been possessed of an
^•nliable b«auty; had been, as she ■
herself said, ' flattered and sought
for the charms of her face;" but,
alas! upon her fair brow had long
beet^ wrtten the terrble word— pros-
titute! Once tre pride of respedtable ;
pa; entage. her first wrong step was
the small beginning of the "same, old ■
story over again," which has been
the onl.v life history ot thousands.
Highly educated, with accomplished
manners, sh<e might have shone in 1
the best of society. But the evil I
I hour that proved her ruin was but
■ the door from childhood; and having
I spent a young life in disgrace and,
! shame, the poor friendless one died
the melancholy death of a broken*
hearted outcast.
Among her personal effects was\
| found, in manuscript the "Beautiful 1
| tied to Thos. B Reed, a gentleman of
down th
Those girls sat
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I with delightr-»r aktonhhment. Then
| they began grabbing for their feet.'
Fir, when, they sat down, they
seemed to slide faster than ever.
'ITtey kept right on down the hill.
They A^ere going east, and their feet
would hit little frozen projectiles
and by the time they reached the
foot, of the hill their right feet were
pointing sou-east-by-south, with their
left fee|, trying to locate the exact ,
directloh to the North Star, pointing
n'or-nor-cast. We didn't see the
end of the slide. In fact, we didn’t
dare let on that we saw any of it...
Being a muchly married man, and
knowing what was expected of us on
this occasion, we began to examine
the heavens In a northwesterly <>ifec-
tion to see if more snow was brew-
ing. We thus set an example to the
unfeeling youtj^ fellows who saw our
icy erperience to a finish and made
ribald remarks about it. Thoee
young women will never know just
exactly how much we enjoyed their
little escapade, for we left in haste.
, How the dignified, austere man of
affaire would slip and roll over, and
get up saying things re afterwards
pcaved his pastor did not hear, how
the Sweet Ybung thing would slip
and slide, grabbing at her skirts,
bow the jocular young fellow would
slam down suddenly and get up mak-
ing sulphurous exclamations—theee
; need not be told. But they all oc-
I ciirred here the past few days. Sun-
i day wns not so solemn as usual. The
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Then, a little while after we had (h(> ru|e wph both saint,and sinner.
It was the heaviest show fall ever
seen here, and wo didn't know how
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Sna)»s at the crystals as they eddy
around;
The town is alive, and its heart is
aglow.
To welcome the coming of the beautl-
tul snow
Frank Melear I lead.
It was a sad death at Johnson Sta-
tion last week—that of Mr .Frank
Melear. For two years he had been
a sufferer from diabete® but had
been doing very well until about a
week before his death when he took
a turn for the worse. He seemed
conscious of his serious condition,
for he told his family to be patient
with hint, as he would not last long.
Ha died at 3:80 p. m. Saturday, Dec-
ember 18th. 1909, at the home of
his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Z. T. Mel-
ear. Frank was a Christian, and ex-
pressed perfec t peace before"bo Was
taken wifh his last attack. He. has
many friends in trat community be-
sides his Immediate family. He
leaves, beside® his parents, two broth-
ers and two sisters. His funeral was
largely attended not only by the
people of the community generally,
but by the Sunday school and the
(Christian Endenvorers, of which or-
ganizations he waa a devoted mem-
ber. Services were conducted by Rev.
Mr. Cleveland, of Waxahachie, his
pastor, who 1? pastor of the Presby-
terian ohurch but there
Hiw wild the crowd goes swaxingl
along.
Hailing each other with huanor and 1
song,
How the gay sleighs like meteors
flash by.
A irgil Burnett Dead.
Little Virgil Burnett, the 2 year-
j old son. of Mr. and Mrs. V. L. Bur-
; nett, of 1032 Cromwell street, Fort
Worth, died after a short illness, and
wtjs interred in West Fork cemetery
Sunday afternoon at 4:30. Services
by Rev. D. C. Sibly, assisted by Rev.
CollieY. Mt and Mrs. Burnett once
lived In this community and have
many friends who sympathize
them in this sad hour.
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<>■ How the flakes gather and laugh as
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o I Whirling about in maddening fun:
D Chasing—laughing hurrying bv
[' It lights on the face, and it sparkles
>1 the eye.
I What does the Redeemer’s
Coming Mean to Me? Rev. P. H.
Wilkerson.
2. How Can I bring its Meaning
to Others?—Mr. J. C. Bridges.
3. The Ridh and Sure Returns of
a Life given to God in His service—
Mise Myrtle Sibley.
Open Meeting.
Epworth la-ague.
Epworth league program for I>ec-
1 ember 26th. at 6 o'clock:
Leader J. F. Yates.
Subject—The Coming of the
deomer Christmas Service.
Sing— By League.
Scripture Lesson— Matt.
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Conway.
Prayer.
Responsive reading. Psalms 19 and
Nr, Led by Ray Fuller.
Piano Solo— Miss Ada Wilson.
Special Song-—111 Methodist Hym-
nal By Ijeague chorus, with Miss
j Veva Boothe In charge.
Fell like the snow flakes from heav- |
en to hFll;
Fell to be trampled as filth on the
street.
Fell to be scoffed, to be spit on and
beat;
Pleading - <
Selling my soul tb whoever would
buy;
Dealing in shame for
bread.
Hating the living and fearing the
dead
Merciful God. have I fallen so low?
And yet 1 was once like the beautiful
snow. "
Once I was fair as the beautiful snow
With an eye like a crystal, a jieart
like Its glttw;
Once I .was loved for my innociurt
grace —
Flattered and sought for the charms
of my face!
Father, Mother, Sisters— all:
God and mvself 1 have lost bv my
fall;
The veriest wretches that
ering by
Will make a with' street lest 1 won-
der too nigh. '
For all that is on or above mo I know
There is nothing so pure as’’tho beau-
tiful snow.
How atrange it should be that this
beautiful snow,
Should fall on a sinner with nowhere
to go!
How strange it should be when the
night comes again
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| Correspondence solicited. ♦
f JOHN R. STANLEY |
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o Bewley Handing Fort Worth. Texas. T
bainting, 1
Too wicked
for a moan,
Ti be heard in
crezy town.
Gone mad in the joy of snow coming
down;
1 o be and to dje in my terrible woe,
\\ ith a bed and a shroud of the beau-
tiful snow
Helpless and
snow.
Sinner, despair not!
low
Te rescue the soul that is lost in sin.
raise it to life .and enjoyment
r again,
Groaning.
t hee.
The Crucified hung
tree!
His accents of mercy
thine ear,
"Is there mercy for me?
heed my wypk prayer?"
O. God, in the stream that for sinners
did flow.
Mash me and I shall be whiter than
st.iow.
Hrr Proof Conclusive. [ Nellie- I don’t care if he is. My
(V^riule Nellie told little Anita what , father is a real estate man, and he
'sheFtermed a "little fib." J knows more about lying than
Anita —A fib is the same as a story, , father.
.and a Story is the same as a lie.'
Nellie -No. it's not.
Anita—Yes. it is, because my
’ ,•* lather is a professor at the univer-
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Double AA edding.
I At the residence of Rev. D
I Sibly. Sunday at 3 p. m., in
[ presence of a large crowd of admir-
ers who came with the happy young
people to "see them off," also a num-
ber of friends who had gathered at
the hime of the preacher to give
them t^ietr blessing, Mr. G. D. F’lay
of Mangum, Okla., and Miss Mamie
Boles of Rehoboth. and Mr. J K.
Smith of Webb and Miss Kittie Wat-
son of Rehoboth, were married under
the same ceremony. Mr. and Mrs.
Clay will make their home in Okla-
homa. while Mr. and Mrs. Watson
will make their home at Webb. Tex.
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I culture and literary tastes, who was
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I nion. In the columns-of that pa- ( H),.. citizens National Bank
per on the morning following the ; held st their banking house
girl's death, the poem appeared in , ' —
print for the first time. When the
paper containing the poem ca'me out
on Sunday morning the bodv of the
| victim had-not yet received burial.
The attention bf Thomas Buchanan
Re«*d. one of the first American poets,
was soon directed to rite, newly pub-
lished lines who was so taken with
their stirring pathos that he immed-
iately f<dlow<<! the corpse to it- rest-
ing place.
Su't h are the plain facts concern-
ing he.r whose "Beautiful Snow" will
loitg be regarded as one of the bright-
est gems in American literature.
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Bowen, William A. The Arlington Journal. (Arlington, Tex.), Vol. 13, No. 48, Ed. 1 Friday, December 24, 1909, newspaper, December 24, 1909; Arlington, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth1308424/m1/1/?q=%22~1~1~1%22~1: accessed July 15, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu.; crediting Arlington Public Library.