Christmas greeting booklet from 1911, December 1911

File — Box: MS 014-4-01, Folder: MS 014-4-01-025

Identifier: MS 014- series MS 014-4- file MS 014-4-01-025

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A booklet that contains Christmas greetings for a Sunday School at the Otego (Kan.) Methodist Episcopal church from their teacher.

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Transcription:

Souvenir 1911 Christmas Greeting

My heart is full of memories As with affection true I speed beneath the wintry skies My seasons wish for you The wishes so warm and so sincere A Happy Christmas Bright New Year 1911 1912

Otego M. E. Sunday School Class no. 7 Mrs. Wiggin, Teacher J. M. Burt, Supt. A. L. Carlton, Pastor Class Roll Mrs. Edith Bunker ; Mrs. Laura Modlin ; Mrs. Zella Carton ; Mrs. Nellie Pruden ; Mr. & Mrs. M. L. Davis ; Mr. & Mrs. R. Doud ; Mr. & Mrs. E. E. Lewis ; Mr. & Mrs. F. M. Modlin ; Mr. & Mrs. W. N. Modlin ; Mr. & Mrs. Roy Ogilvie ; Mr. & Mrs. Roy Ortman ; Mr. & Mrs. Charles Overman ; Mr. & Mrs. Clark Pierce

O hasten, happy time, when we At peace with all mankind may be, And man to fellowman shall say, "Behold the dawn of that glad day Which ushers in the Christmas Year With endless love and lasting cheer" O tarry not, Good Will and Peace of Christmas that shall never cease.

Dear Christmas time, fain should we make Thy spirit dwell, for all men's sake, With us throughout all time and lands Let open heart and open hands, Not for one day in each short year But the year round, preach far and near The Gospel of Good Will and Peace Let joy abound - may love increase!

Again the Christmas-time is here, With all its wealth of happy cheer. Bright burns the fire, and on the wall The holly shine in hut and hall, And merrily from steeples high The bells ring out to earth and sky Their message of Good Will and Peace May joy abound, and love increase.

Light The night has a thousand eyes, and the day but one; Yet the light of the bright world dies With the setting sun. The mind has a thousand eyes, And the heart but one ; Yet the light of a whole life dies When love is done.

W. E. Seibert, Pub. N. Phila