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ledge of and a delight in that spirit you are hurting him woefully. Truth is a
spiritual perception a spiritual interpretation a spiritual instruction and it
is best conveyed by symbols. Indeed that is the only way it can be conveyed and it
the more illusive things you simply must rely upon symbols and parables or you will
never get your message over. Santa Claus is a parable a folk-lore parable old as
the ages and the love in the hearts of men for one another. He is the spirit of all gracious giving.

Margaret G. T. Moore also read from Elsie Robinson who again says "Listen
World!" on the subject of "Parent and Child." We hear a great deal about the childs
indebtedness to the parent but how ^about the parents indebtedness to the child? Parenthood
is not merely a service it is a privilege and the supreme human opportunity
and the parent if he be 100% proposition gets more than he gives. She asked why
her tomatoes did not keep this year but no one could tell her.

Alice Tyson read two very interesting articles sent to her by her sister in
England. One was entitled "The Village SIgnpost" memories of Harvard and Penn and
the other "Ringmer" telling how the little village in the Sussex Downs gave a wife
to John Harvard and to William Penn.

Cousin Ellen Farquhar read us a most interesting account from the Literary Digest
"Chocolate Millions for Charity." The ambitions of a man to help fatherless boys.
Milton S. Hershey gives $60000000.00 to the orphanage founded at his old home.
There are 180 boys enrolled in the school.

Mary Gilpin had two good articles "Stopping the Mouth of Gossip" by a new plan.
The newcomer at the boarding house told all her affairs the first day she came so
no one had the pleasure of conjecturing why when and how about her and "Was It
the Same Crow" a most Interesting story of a tame crow who lived with a family
of children for several years when one day he did not come to his dinner and
they never could find him. Many years passed when one day a little boy opened
the front door and a crow was waiting and walked in and down the long hall turning
into a cross Nell and into the living room where he used to stay and walked
to the open fire as he used to do he ate heartily and lived with them for several
days and died. Was it the same crow?

Rebecca T. Miller read "the Flavor of Beginnings" from Dr. Frank Crane's