Dec 30, 2017 — GREENWOOD, BC (BG)

Christmas is over, the fun is ended, the work is done. Not for another year will we hear the girlish giggle of the kidlets as they grab their stockings to see what Santa has left them. Not for another year will the good wife have to work extra shifts in order to get up a spread that will astonish the natives. Not for another year will the old man come home in the "wee" hours under the influence of bologna sausage and ginger ale and talk to his better half thusly: Hic Me—hic—ry Chwis—hic—mash, hic, m—y hic, dear, mer hic."

Not for another year will the love-stricken youth take his little bunch of sweetness out for a Christmas cutter ride, for the day of all days in 1907 is over. And who can tell that ere another annual cycle has roiled around, the one we lavished great gobs of Christmas love upon this year may not marry a cross-eyed Chink with a gumboil on his nose and leave us to worry along life's rugged pathway with a perforated and bleeding heart. 'Twas ever thus. As Colonel Lowery once sighed:

We fall in love, the mind's diseased,
And all our senses in a whirl,
But while we hesitate to speak,
Some other chump gets the girl.

This is a digression.

Christmas in Greenwood this year was the same as in any other place, only here Santa Claus left his biggest cargo of good things. Every father, mother, bachelor, old maid and child received a present, and the day was one of great glee.

At the Methodist church in the evening was a huge Christmas tree which was alive with presents for the good boys and girls. A good program was blown in and everybody was happy.

The people of Greenwood are a hospitable lot and many a home had a wayward wanderer or several prodigal sons for dinner.

At the Pacific cafe Howard Moore had his dining room artistically decorated with holly and evergreens, and people filled the spacious room from 5 o'clock p.m. until Howard put the sign up, "Turkey all gone," which meant that some 200 pounds of barnyard fowl had been devoured.

'Twas certainly a Merry Christmas in the old camp.

FOOTNOTES:

[4] Boundary Creek Times — Dec 27, 1907, p. 1
https://open.library.ubc.ca/collections/bcnewspapers/xboundarycr/items/1.0171884