The Key West Citizen Newspaper, December 24, 1953, Page 15

CHRISTMAS NIGHT ©. Star of Bethlehem! Thy brightness of lon: Sie lol te Wine Ble the Bose? Is :hinigg on this Christmas night. © “tar of Bethlehem! Thy fullness is not dimmed by time or shadow, but lighteth every man... Upon the earth tonight. © Citar of Bethlehem! Thy light pierces the It is shining down tonight. —FRANCES HAMES. | | Children “See” Santa Claus i The blind children at} “His boots feel shiny,” whis- <f elementary schoolipered Ronnie Miller, 4. {: pped “saw” Santa; Marilyn Pinder, 8, clucked sad- veek, ly when she felt prespiration on jolly old gentleman|Santa’s forehead. She said he must ‘ough the door in his|be awfully uncomfortable in Flor- ith bells tinkling, the/ida in all those clothes. | shed forward. Their} Santa promised each child to re- over bis face, up to|turn Christmas eve with gifts, then| down over his should-|asked: “Will you leave hot coffee for me?“ “Pll leave you some beer!” vol- unteered Leah Russell, 8. and good,” said Susie — AND A ~~ SOVOUS MEW YEAR tn the spirit of friendship may we extend best wishes for @ happy holiday to all our good friends. Frances & Ted Edwards TANANA TREE GRIL LE TRUI AN AVENUE A ¢ YOUS CHRISTMAS —!< Let us stand again with the wise men, in eager wonder beside the manger (esto witness the great joy in His presence and His divine love for all. BEAUTY SALON 010 C RINNELL STREET DIAL 2.3741 W.. anot help but think of our -xany friends whok eiiade the past year s> worthwhile. To all -f chem, we wish Reese Bros. Auto Service 1118 Wuite Street, Rear Dick 2-7621 | saw and felt the climate and that | | was the end of Alaska. They're | {bout midnight and continues until) DIAL 2.2833 | | The Hobby Shop New Residents Tell About Christmas In Alaska BY DENIS SNEIGR were married. The priest is a nat- ; him that a shoe store, sponsor jslippers to you. Then you give them What happens when an Orthodox uralized American now. | of the broadest, | R priest meets a redhaired Dodie Wheeler remembers one wa oie hagergpen want.” ussian priest meets a , ey American nurse? Christmas that wan't a happy po him a pair of bedroom slippers. | But this Christmas will be a dif “ | : Maybe that doesn’t sound like the for her. She was working for radio, “Don’t give thom to me,” the ferent one for Dodie and Bod. beginning ot a Christmas story, but station KIFW in Sitka. A few days "tive told her. “I won't be here | There'll be no such radio broad- it is. In fact, it would be a good before Christmas, she was record-| *¢ vse them. Give them te seme (cast and, better still, there'll be no beginning for almost any story. ing a broadcast from a tuberculo-) @ Whe can use them. bundling up against Alaska’s cold It’s part of the story that Dodie sis hospital. Dodie thought it over for a and snow. ; : and Bob Wheeler have to tell about! jminute and then told the native: Instead, they slip into their bath- their many Christmases in Alaska.| “Tell you what. We'll send the ing suits and go for a swim. Tomorrow will be the Wheeler's first Christmas in Key West after 13 years in Alaska. They came here recently on an auto tour, To Our Patrons and Friends —For The Season's Holid Sincere Greetings Stell's Beauty Nook and Staff 421 SIMONTON STREET & living in @ trailer now on Cudjce | Key. One of the things they recall vi- vidly about Christmas in Sitka is the community sing the night be- fore Christmas. Sitka’s main busi- ness street is four blocks long and right in the middle of it sits the massive Russian Orthodox church. The street divides to pass on two sides of the church. j Each Christmas Eve a crowd gathers around a 60-foot lighted) tree in front of the church. Stand- ing in knee-deep snow and the} bitter cold, the crowd sings Christ. mas carols. The singing begins a-| The patients were mostly natives, and what-impressed Dodie most was their utter lack of hope. All of them seemed resigned to dying. None seemed to have any hope that they would recover. After recording an interview with one eld native, Dodie told | Corner Simonton and Fleming about 6 o’clock Christmas morning.| But to get back to the Russian priest. He was 26 years old. He had blue eyes, lots of black hair and a black beard. On Mt, Edge- island near Sitka, @ lot of nurses. They in connection with the The priest, a fine musician, be-} gan visiting the island to train na-| tive children to sing. Naturally, he met some of the nurses, Pretty soon, his beard began to disappear. He was trimming it shorter and shorter. Finally, the beard was gone entirely. There was one nurse in particular to whom the priest took a shine, Once they visited a nearby Is- land on a boating trip. The tide marooned them on the island overnight. About three months later, the priest quit the church and at Christmas time he and the nurse GFE 0S 0 HE 0 | MERRY CHRISTMAS May the welcome light of Holiday hospitality and Joy shine for you every day of the year. 1105 Truman Avenue mas pervade your every hour with a full measure of happiness. Cities Service Station and Fleet Service Station STOCK ISLAND “A VISIT FROM ST. NICHOLAS” Twas the night before Christmas when all through the ic. « Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. The children were nestled, all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads. And Mamma in her ‘kerchief and I in my cap, Had just settled down for a long winter's nap. ‘When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter Away to the window, I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. ‘The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow, Gave a luster of midday to objects below. ‘When. what to my wondering eyes should appear. But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer: With a little old driver, so lively and quick. I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick. More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled and shouted. and called them by name: “Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now. Prancer! and Vixen! On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Dorner and Blitzen! ‘To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall! Now, dash away, dash away, dash away all! As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the s!- So up to the house-top the coursers they flew With the sleigh full of Toys, and St. Nicholas, too. And then in a twinkling, I heard on the roof U.S. ROYAL TIRES US.ROVAL DICK’S TIRE SERVICE EESEERESY EFZE valarebse =e aun: i “HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD NICHT.” BALDWIN’S GARDEN SUPPLY 1101 Simonton Street | ‘THE CITIZEN—Xmes Edtticn Thursday, December 24, 1983 CHILDREN'S CORNER