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Origin of the Boar’s Head Feast T h r n w m b r o u g h t In th e lu*ty b r a w n By blue coated serv in g m e n ; T h e n th e g r im b o a r * head frow n e d on high. f ' railed with b a y s an d rosem a ry. W ell ca n th e g r e e n g a rb e d ra n g e r tell H o w w h e n a n d w h e r e th e m o u n ter fell. W h a t d o g s b e fo r e his d e a th he to re And a ll th e b a it i n g of t h e boar. 1 ^ W“ 1 VERY Cbrlatmoa the atinlents of L Queen\* college. Oxford. Eng- ■ a land, hold “a right m errie Jonnte of ye olden tym e.\ which llluatretea how fondly the hmnnn heart and Im agination cling to pretty mum- merlea age* after their origin and sig nificance have !>een forgotten. T h e re 1* a notable gathering in the hell of the college. With a notable feast In which not only the college dignitaries and students participate, but also a chosen circle of friends and strangers wlm are Incky enough to secure Invitations. There ifre n banquet and m e rrym aking and singing, and a t a suprem e m oment there la enacted a spectacle which for M!4 years has w arm ed the hearts and delighted the eyes of the denizens of the venerable college. F ir s t comes a procession of the provost and fellows In all the glory of their regalia. Then from w ithout Is heard the w a rning call of a trum p e t, and following \the pro cession come three bearers bringing In the historical hoar's head. A nnii.Ntor head It is. one weighing sixty or Sev enty pounds, •'surm o u nted by a crown, w reathed w ith glided sprays of laurel and bay, m istletoe and rosem ary, with small banners surrounding.\ W ith the liearers rom es the college precentor, who announces his presence and pur pose by s inging a enrol, which Is In one of its several form s ns old as the col aedlee hie Aristotle in FhOtorer for- I eat, four miles from Oxford. Hud- I fienly there rushed upon him a wild boar. Taken by surprise and having | BO other weapon, he closed with the | furious l>enst anil th ru s t (he bonk i down Its throat, exclaim ing as he did I ao, 'T t'a Greek!\ (\firaecnm est!’’> W h at with this terrifying form u la and the tome cl-iggtng his m aw, the boar i yielded his life w ithout more ado. The boar’s head feast a t Christm a s was •aid to have t>een Instituted to com m em o rate this eveut. T h e hoar'* head feast and celehrn tlon entm- down to ns like Christm as day Itself and all Its am iable assovla- , tlone—the houses decked with yew , and mistletoe and holly, the m e rry m aking and the gift giving—from the 1 Yule festival of our ancient ancestors. I —New York Tribune. If I W ere Sente Claue. I f I w e re S a n t a C lau s and. m ig h t d i s t r ib u te th in g s a s I should please I'd brin g th e so r r o w in g d e lig h t and h a n g on all th e C h r i s t m a s trees j T h a t In m y t r a v e l s 1 s h o u ld find I T h is little m o tto : \ J u s t Be K in d .\ ' I f I w e re S a n t a C lau s I'd b r in g th e p e s s i m ist a hopeful h e a r t , So th a t he m ight cease m u r m u r i n g and m a n f u lly p e rfo r m his p a r t ; I ’d give to ev e ry la s s an d lad T h e w ish to m a k e som e o t h e r glad. To h e r w h o coldly sn e e r s a t th o s e who. h a v ing stu m b led , long to flee F r o m w h e r e defiled w a lls ro u n d th e m close I d give a little c h a r ity . F o r every slo th f u l one I'd leave [y ii e w ish to lab o r a n d achieve. To them th a t a r e th e slav e s of greed I ’d b r in g th e w ish to tu r n from strife, T h e longing, w h e n th e y ’ve all th e y need. to lead th e peaceful, q u iet life. I'd sc a t t e r ch a n c e s o 'e r th e e a r t h F o r all w h o long to p r o v e th e i r w o rth. If I w e r e S a n t a C lau s I'd b r in g th e gift of b e a u ty fo r e a c h m a id And hopeful songs fo r th e m to sin g who sit defeated and a f r a id , And each should h a v e In ev e ry land T h is little m o tto : “ L e n d a H a n d .\ ! —S. E. K iser In C h icago R e c o r d -H e rald. 1 5 u * e “ T H K B O AK'H H K A D IN H A N D H E A R I . \ lege cerem o ny, though it m u s t lie thousands of years younger than the precursors of the function which It en livens. A fter each stanza the whole company, joins lustily in the L a tin re frain: C a p u t ap r l defero, H a d d e n s laudes Dom ino. A fter the feast the ornam e n ts which had decked I ho boar's head are distrih- Uted am o ng the inviletl guests. The melody of the “Boar's Head Carol\ is alw a y s the same, but there lire several versions of I he words. At the present j,im o the following version is used: T h e b o a r 's head In h a n d b e a r I, B e d e c k e d w ith b a y s and ro s e m a ry , A n d I p r a y you, m y m a s ters, be m e r r y Q u o t estls In convivio. R E F R A I N . C a p u t a p r l defero. R e d d e n s lau d e s Dom ino. T h e b o a r 's head, a s 1 u n d e rstan d , Is th e b r a v e s t dish In all t h e land. W h e n t h u s beweeked w ith a gay garla n d L e t u s s e r v i l e cantico O u r ste w a r d h a t h provided th is Ih h o n o r o f the k in g of bliss. W h ich on th is d a y to he served is In regim e n s l utrlo. There are two obviously older xci sions in m a n u script collections. This from Halliol MSS. No. .\..\4: T h e b o ils hed In h o r d e 1 brynge. W ith g a r l a n d s g a y an d b y r d e sy n g y n g e . I p r■ay a y youou allll helpelp m e too synge,y T h e S a d n e s s of C h r i s t m a s . C h ristm a s is usually regarded as a day of rejoicing, and for the children It often Is a day of real pleasure. Rut j even upon the child, if It h e a sensi tive ehlhl. Hie melancholy begins to ereep toward the late afternoon as the shadows of night draw elose. Much more to th e adult is the day. one In w h i c h if there Is pleasure it is the pleasure of high comedy where tears lie very near the joyous surface. The young man or young woman is bored or pained by the eongregation of his relatives, old and chill, about the tn- blo seeking for the am u sem e n t which escapes, and even if the day is spent about one's own im m e d ia te fireside there are thoughts as the m embers of the family gather together for de'ih- erate joy th a t some one once belonging there will joy no more. So that the pensive man finds food for the reflec tion that happiness comes, if at all, not for the stwking nor a t any set time, but as an unconscious function of the thoughtless soul engaged in the ordi nary occupations of the gray and com monplace day. WHEN MARY'S BABE WAS BORN D e a r day. fiow glad we g r e e t th y gloriOJf W h ile fleet w inged th o u g h t speeds hack tn N a z a r e th tow n To p ictu r e how th a t Syrian, sun sm iled T h a t fnroff daw n w h e n M a r y 's babe w a s T h ink! In th a t Je w ish hom e on th a t day A w o n d r o u s m a n - c h ild, stro n g of h e a r t and limb. T h e purple blood of p r in c e s pulsed In L o v e gave th a t babe a com m o n H e b rew H e grew beyond th e lim its of his race. Beyond thn n a r r o w vision o f his tim e H e saw sun c le a r th e to w e rin g tru t h sublim e — M a n is th e In c a r n a tio n o f C o d 's g r a v e ; y a h m e t s (pit estls in convivio. ^ R E F R A IN . C a p u t a p r l defero. R e d d e n s laudes D om ino. T h e b o r ls hed, I u n d e r s tan d . T s chiefly slrved In th is londe, W h e n so e v e r It m a y he fonde. C e r u lt e r cum slnaplo. T h e borla bed. I d a r e well say. A r o n a f t e r th e x v th day H e tu k v th h y s leve and g o th aw a y . E x i u lt de p a tr ia. Mi * A n c ient th a n even this seems to lie jlBit found In n fifteenth century collcr l»/u. known a s the P o r k i n g t o u m a m / s v r i p t s . w h i c h Is-gins a s fo l l o w s : H e y , hey. hey, hey, th e b o r r y s hedo Is a r m y 'd g a y e ; T h e b o r r y s hCde In bond I brynge. T h e hede ye fu r s t mes. T h e b o r r l s hede. a s I yow say, . • H e ta k e s hia lefe and g o th e his w a y . G o n e a f t e r th e xlj tw e l ITt day. w i t h hey. The reference to the departure of fho Isvnr's head in the last stanzas of the last tw o versions goes plainly to the custom of continuing the C h rist mas revels till Tw e lfth Night. Now. whence cam e the diatom which Queen's college has kept a live > H e r so n s treasure a legend that Is alm o st if not quite ns old as the foundation, which is am u sing if indefensible. Ac cording to this legend, some tim e about 1376 a student of Queen's w a s - A WONDROUS MAN-CHILD. M a n la th e E t e r n a l 's finite co u n te r p a r t . In essence th r o u g h an d th r o u g h divine. B o rn In e te r n it y to striv e a n d pine ! V n tll he finds his hom e In O o d 's g r e a t So w e lc o m e we on ev e r y C h r is tm a s m o rn I T h e high an d holy th o u g h t su p r e m e — O u r sonshlp Is su r e t r u t h , n o t Idle dream j W e , too, like M a r y 's babe, In God are i Yea, w ith firm fa t t h w e hall th a t C h rist C h ild's b irth . T h e ad v e n t o f th e p e e rless P r in c e of j O u r stn to cure, o u r so r r o w to surcease. 1 T h e holiest m o rn th a t ev e r d a w n s on e a r th . —B o s ton H e r a ld. LEWIS H. ROSS COMPANY I Lumber and Building Material Sash, Doors and Trim f Builders' and Marine Hardware, Paints COAL and WOOD F R E E P O R T - - NEW YORK Freeport’s M ost U p -to-D a te Drug Store This being our first anniversary, I wish to thank the people of Freeport for their loyal support and extend to t h e m the compliments of the season Fred’k H. Plump, Ph. G . Arcade Pharmacy At the Depot , FREEPO R T , N. Y. Telephones 6 2 9 and 148 :i F o r C h r is tm a s i Buy your friend a pair of com fortable SLIPPERS or for the boy or girl a pair of RUBBER BOOTS or WARM ART1CS. We have them in all sizes and styles. C. JAGGS 78 S. Main St. FREEPORT, L. 1. Something New Double S&H Green Trading S t a m p s FOR 10 DAYS comm en cing SATURDAY, DEC. 14th FILL YOUR STAMP BOOKS BEFORE ’XMAS HOLIDAY S H O E S All Kinds-- REASON AB LE PR IC E S Jacobson's S h o e Emporium 81-83 South Mam Str eet F R E E P O R T LONG ISLAND A LARGE ASSORTMENT OF Christmas Toys and Novelties AT THE Bellmore 5c & 10c Store Cor. Bedford and Wilson Aves. Also a full line of tinware, glassware, enamelware and woodenware, crockery, etc. Call and ie« how many articlti we have you need Leave your orders for Christmas Trees with Meat Market and Delicatessen Bedford and Grand Avenues BELLMORE, L. 1. He has all sizes and prices High Class Novelties Christmas Cards Art Calendars Books and Fine Stationery A T BRAITHWAITE’S 15 Railroad Avenue FREEPORT The Quality Grocer Telephone 6 3 5 - 6 3 6 Merrick Rd. & Church St. Freeport, L. I. EXTRA SPECIAL for WEEK of DEC. 16 to 2 3 OUR SPECIALTY—Fancy New Creamery Butter, good Tea and Coffee, and fresh Long Island Eggs. Your money back if goods are not as represented. Candy for Christmas A ton, fresh from -factory, at wholesale price. Large assortment, pure and wholesome. 10c and 12c per pound Canned Goods Pumpkin 3 cans, 25c Large quart cans F. A. Soups can, 28c Large white California Asparagus, large cans, 20c Delmonte Asparagus Tips . 20c Nuts Best Mixed pound, 20c Large French Walnuts, pound, 20c California Budded Walnuts, pound, 30c Large Brazil, . pound, 15c Hickory Nuts . pound, 8c Jumbo Pecans, pound, 20c Large Filberts, pound, 20c Imp. Walnuts pound, 15c Citron Peel . . . V pound, 20c Orange and Lemon Peel, pound, 15c Cranberries quart, 10c CHRISTMAS TREES Holly and Holly Wreaths, Mistletoe and Evergreen Ropeing 15 fine sweet Oranges, Sweet Malaga Grapes, Grape Fruit 25c 2 lbs., 25c 4 for 25c Great Stamp Offers 25 S&H Stamps with 1 lb. Coffee, 40c 20 S&H Stamps with 1 lb. Coffee, 35c (Selected Mocha and Java) ' 15 S&H Stamps with 1 lb. Coffee, 30c (Famous Old Plantation) 5 S&H Stamps with 1 lb. Coffee, 28c Santa’s Coffee, 25c 100 S&H Stamps with 1 lb. best mixed Tea, 70c 75 S&H Stamps with 1 lb. fine mixed Tea, 60c 60 S&H Stamps with 1 lb. good mixed Tea, 50c 40 S&H Stamps with 1 lb. good mixed Tea, 40c 30 S&H Stamps with 1 lb. good mixed Tea, 35c Dt‘|)ot for Deer Foot Farms Country Sausage and Sausage Meat OLEOMARGARINE This isthehigh- \est grade of BUTTERINE made 1 lb. 2 5 c 5 lb. $1.15 New Pure Apple Cider, direct from the mill, gallon, 25c We carry a full and complete line of Fruits and Vegetables MR MAROIFIELD'S CHRISTMAS GRANDSON. 1 W ONDER who they are!” old Mr. Mardifleld. He was standing a t the w in dow of the b reak fast room, looking across the nunny street a t an unpretending little cottage. “W hom do you mean, uncle?’' naked Clara Barton, who expected to he her granduncle’s heireas. “W hy, those people across the way!” “Qh, common folks, I dare say. No body else would live In th a t house.” Old Mardifleld cam e to the breakfast table. He sighed softly as he took the cup from C lara’s Jeweled hand. “Uncle, dear, you are very silent.\ said Clara. \I was only thinking, my dear,\ said the old gentlem an apologetically. “Only thinking!\ Yes, his m ind had gone back years along the dusty track of time, and he had been m u tely pon dering upon w h a t the result would have been had he shaped his course differently in the clays th a t w ere gone. He imtl had a son once, of whom he hud been proud and fond, and if— “1 would have done anything for him —anything,\ thought Murdltteld, swallowftig his coffee, \if he would only have been willing to consult my feelings a little. B u t when he m a r ried th a t w e stern girl it w a s like draw ing a gulf betw een ns, and he kpew i t But he’s dead now, and even ou his deathbed he w a s too proud to send for his old father.\ These w e re the thoughts th a t w ere passing through old M ardilleld’s mind. As the old gentlem an was returning from a walk later In th e cool sunshine a little fellow hanging over the gate accosted him eagerly. \Sir are you Santa Claus?\ “Not th a t I know of. W hy?\ “You are like the picture in my book,” said the boy—\a fa t old gentle man, w ith a long w h ite beard and lota of parcels. And my mam m a said Santa Claus w o u ldn't come to our ^ 3 w » “ MADAM, I AM SANTA CLADS. house ’cause we w ere so poor. And 1 w a n t a stocking full of toys, like the other boys, and a new sled, and a pair nf s k a tes, and I thought if I saw Shnta Claus I’d ask him.\ H e re a soft voice from the window ■called “Lionel! Lionel!\ and the ap parition slipped dow n from the gate and ran aw ay. \A cunning little rogue!\ tlum g h t Mardifleld. “Santa Clans, eh? An old gentlem an w ith n long w hile beard ha! ha! ha! And 1 m ight have hail ju s t such a chubby rascal of a grand son ns th a t if only—I wonder if they would object to my adopting him! Santa Claus, eh? Well, I believe I will turn Santa Claus for once!\ The stars w ere shining out, tiny points of gold, through the darkness of the C h ristm a s eve, w h e n Mr. Mnrdi- field knocked a t the door of the little cream colored cottage. “Come In!\ it gentle voice culled, mid Mardifleld. groping his way through a sem ilighted hallw a y , found him self In Ibe presence of a sw e e t faced woman. In a pillowed chair, iter fingers busied In some piece of knitting. “M adam.\ said he. bowing enurteotis- ly, “I am Santa Chius!\ And then he fold her the story of how little Lionel find necosied him In the morning. ‘You tire verv kind -•ir.\ said the W o m a n trem iuoiish “ We are p o o r so poor, in fact, thal the barest M«‘<,i*ssit- ries of life are stiiiietiieov hcvuud <mr reach and little LPoielV d ,\e:iin of San ta Chius mnsi lim e gone iinreaTIzed If It were not for your thoughtful con sideration.\ She siid le d faint I v, with a motion of her white Irniispiivent limid toward the oliiniiiey. Imi a^ Mr. Mardifleld tfirned round to look lie started as If sm itten b\ some sudden blow. “My Ctod!\ he gasped, “whose picture is th a t hanging oxer ihe m antel?\ “ My huslimid's portrait. <lr.\ “Your h u s b a n d 's ! Then.\ nm l he turned q n e e m o re to face her, \you are C h arley's xvlfe!\ “My Imsii,,mi's nam e w a s Charles Mardifleld.\ she answ e red. Little Liq nel. .ax\ likened by the loud voice ht which tlie out gentlem an had spoken, sat up In his bed. with disheveled curls and big eyes. •Santa Claus. Santa Claus!\ tie cried, \M amm a. 1 Knew he'd come!\ “My child,\ said Mr. Mardifleld. lift ing the little form In his arm s. \Santa Claus has sent yon a grandfather.\ - -
