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TP o A Clean Newspaper for a Clean Community ; WINNETKA, ILLINOIS, SATURDAY, DECEMBER 22, 1923 PRICE FIVE CENTS 0 Y " 5 Ne LU) Lraqer ogg uy Good King Wenceslas OOD King Wenceslas look'd out On the Feast of Stephen, W hen the snow lay round about, Deep, and crisp, and even. Brightly shone the moon that night, T hough the frost was cruel, When a poor man came in sight, Gath'ring winter fuel. "Hither, page, and stand by me, If thou know'st it, telling, Yonder peasant, who is he? Where and what his dwelling?" "Sire, he lives a good league hence, Underneath the mountain; Right against the forest fence, By Saint Agnes' fountain." "Bring me flesh, and bring me wine, Bring me pine-logs hither; T hou and I will see him dine When we bear them thither." Page and monarch, forth they went, est .. Forth they went together; +: a A Ea ""Through the rude wind's wild lament, And the. bitter. weather. ¥ "Sire, the night is darker now, And the wind grows stronger; Fails my heart, I know not how, I can go no longer." : "Mark my footsteps, my 'good page, Tread thou in them boldly; T hou shalt find the wintet's rage Freeze thy blood less coldly." In his master's steps he trod W here the snow lay dinted. Heat was in the very sod : Which the saint had printed. T herefore, Christian men, be sure, Wealth or rank possessing, Ye who now will bless the poor, Shall yourselves find blessing. --TRADITIONAL. ET LEE TTT