Word: matter
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Saint Nicholas & Black Peter. Slow in some respects, the Dutch had outspeeded other Europeans in the matter of Santa Claus last week, as they do every year. To strict Calvinistic subjects of devout Queen Wilhelmina it would smack of blasphemy to observe Dec. 25 otherwise than with solemn thanks in church for the birth of their Savior. They figure, however, that Santa Claus, or St. Nicholas, the patron saint of Generosity, was born on Dec. 6, do their giving then. Dutchmen conceive the Saint as a bishop whose ecclesiastic dignity is above lugging presents around in a sack. This...
...advice from men of recognized standing, who have been long concerned with these problems, is worth more to our ministers-to-be than formal academic courses, since a purely secular account of the facts does not satisfy the requirements of an ethical religion, even though it provides the subject matter for ethical interpretation." Dean Sperry said...
...Opinion is, and probably will be for some time to come, divided on the matter," he commented. "Zealous denominationalists suspect an institution like ours of being deficient at most of the crucial points. But persons who are more interested in religions as a whole than in denominations, think that we have a distinctive mission . . . . The drift of the times is away from further sectarianism and towards interdenominationalism and even formal Church unions. Our nonsectarian character, therefore, would not seem to unfit us for the future...
...then, one winter, Vag made a disturbing discovery. Be found that it didn't matter whether he wrote to you at all. Incredible as it seemed just a few suggestions to Father seemed to do the trick. The presents came through fine just as ordered. And so faith in Santa went into serious decline. In fact, speaking seriously, Santa, nothing ever went into Vag's ashean quite so completely before or since. Except the stork. For a while, Father, like an old silly, kept dressing up like you every Christmas. But it was a pretty dismal flop--and he gave...
...been sitting here tonight, brooding over this matter while pawing the typewriter keys. Christmas is upon him--and only ties, handkerchiefs, gloves, and such stuff in prospect. Where are the days when Vag could tingle with the expectation of an electric train? Erector sets--where are they? What has become of the Lightning Glider that used to nestle under the living room tree? They were thing worth getting up at six o'clock in the morning to go down and see! But now--well, Christmas is losing all its glamor. A tour of the toy departments of the department stores...