The Clinton chronicle. (Clinton, S.C.) 1901-current, December 17, 1925, Image 8
■
. ; < - !'■ JILs*
S'.-Vi!
I 'V.' ' . >.• •>.
r
w’m ~
PAGE EIGHT
THE CajWTON CHRONICLK, CLINTON. S. C
v • * v. \S2
w
-M
■ . •-.-v +
* : --■-% ■
-A
>AY.
1925
/%•;
H. & P. LOTION
FOR CHAPS
Prevents and cures
chapped hands and f aee,
wind burns, etc.
Two sizes, 25c and 50c.
SADLER-OWENS
PHARMACY
AT UNION STATION TEL. 400
V
, r . A
' Life Insurance ~
. Health Insurance
Accident Insurance
S. W. SUMEREL, Agent
: «
i
t-': ; ■
'i: I
M
■m.
k
rM
A >
'
m
jt.&i'&y
EV’S:
A
■••V :
Mmm
: Vi
m
>•
^ •» . :r
* “v^swlipir" i, , ♦ . ' ' • \ *•
OHPa’yHI ♦ ‘1 * 4* *
•As?
Ji
Merry Christmas
Time Here Again
It Was Christmas
From Home Folks
HUMAN KINDNESS
^^VSIC will dt( away I candle*
Every One Is Filled With
*?eace to Men of Good
Will” Spirit
Post Office Employee Takes
‘Time Off” to Enjoy His
Own Package.
By KATHERINE EDELMAN
HRISTMAS has
come again — the
happiest, gladdest,
merriest time of
the whole year.
Glad bells peal up
on the air; holly
wreaths and mlsle-
toe are everywhere
and hearth fires glow with a warmer
welcome. fSvery home is filled with
By ELEANOR E. KING •
T WAS certainly
not an easy Job, for
there is no such
thing in a post of
fice at Christmas
time. But, it kept
one’s tnind and
hands occupied. To
attend college is
will burn tbem*elvca ©nil
cvenrrcenN will fade. But once
kindled, that flame of hnataa
kindnea* lighted at Chrlatmap
rarely beeomea dim, and ninaie
Incident to the Holiday'pleaaurea
will echo and re-echo through In
numerable happy daya^—W. D.
Penaypaeker.
(©, 1925. Weitern Newspaper Union.)
one privilege, bpt to be able to go
j welcome, f.very nome is nuea wiui > . ' . . _ .
...n. ^.voa I homo for Christmas Is another.
' cheer, every face alight with happiness I- A ,
'm * Charles felt it keenly this very mo
ment. He had the first privilege—
; and every heart Is tuned to catch the
message of love and peace that Is
abroad. Men and women greet each oth
er with added friendliness; little chil-
■ dren stand eager-eyed and radiantly
expectant. All humanity Is filled deep
with the desire to give, to serve, to
love. A new bond of fellowship is en
circling the world and bringing hearts
^ together; today
all
and was fifteen- hundred miles from
home. However, mid the rush and
tumble of sorting Christmas packages,
stacks of letters, and cards, he hardly j
had time to grieve.
The postmaster could not under
stand how Charles could turn out so
much more work
we are all • one
great, big family,
watchful and so
licitous about one
another's welfare.
The ties of home
and kindred grow
even more close—
friendships
more dear—
memories more
precious. Our
thoughts fly on
eager wings to
those who are
absent—the va
cant chair grows
sacred in our
eyes.
The very air Is
full of some strange, wonderful force
; that fills us with exhilaration and de-
j light Youth grows more tolerant of
] age and age looks with new under-
: standing into the eyes ot youth.
Streets are crowded with happy
throbgs—shops are filled to overflow
ing with gift seekers. Thousands of
Christmas stockings are to be filled—
thousands of older hearts are to be
made happy because they are remem
bered. The gospel that it is more
blessed to give than to receive Is In
evidence everywhere, and Its practice
is bringing radiance and beauty to
every face.
Christmas has come again—its star
Is gleaming in the sky—its magic is
mil over the land! The young and the
eld, the gay and the wise have fallen
under its spell. And every heart Is
•tnging the song of the Angela—the
song that "echoed over the hills of
Jfldea In the long flgo—“Glory to God
in the highest and on
earth peace,
•tod win toward men."
<fe 19M.
. •
than the others.
It was all very
simple. He eager
ly searched every
card, letter, or
package to see
whether or not It
bore his name,
hurrying on to
the next one.
“I surely do
get great fun out
of this,” burst
forth Charles.
‘‘This one is
heavy as lead,
slides around in
the box like a
cake on a plate. t
Silence followed, broken only by the
constant thud of the “good will mes
sages.”
"I say,” shouted some one across
the room. “Your name Is Heller, Isn’t
it? I was Just cussing this heavy,!
bunglesome thing when I discovered
the name.” _
“It’s heavy,” said Charles making
a wild dash. “It rattles?”
An hour later, the postmaster mak
ing his tour of inspection, stopped
open-mouthed, gazing at one cornel
of the room. There, sitting on the
floor, was the happiest boy in the
world. The Captain, as the hoys ad
miringly called him, understood now
why Charles’ work had accumulated
In the last fifty minutes. Around him
on the floor was a sea of tissue paper,
ribbons, stickers, and gifts. Riding the
crest of each wave were smiles. His
radiant face was a Joy to behold. The
postmaster grinned. Charles felt some
one ‘looking at him and glanced nr
into the eyea of his employer.
“It Is Christmas. Cap, from dows
home.” ]
(£. 19 M, Waatara Naprapapar Ualaa.)
Christmas in Venice Is
No Thriller for Yariks
T HREE United States destroyers
came Into port at Venice to spend
the Christmas holidays. It was Christ
mas Eve. The narrow, winding streets
of Venice that lead off from the Piazza
San Marcd were thronged with United
States gobs. In almost every gondola
one could see the small round cap of
an American sailor. Out In the har
bor were the three ships, all lighted
with red and green electric bulbs
which were reflected In the blue
blackness of the water. There was a
large Christmas tree In electric lights
on one of the decks. It was a glorious
sight—particularly to American eyes—
these modern American war boats
ablaze with Christmas cheer.
“I suppose you are thrilled,” I said
to one of the gobs, “to be spending
Christmas at Venice?"
“Thrilled?” he echoed. “Say, this Is
the worst town I ever struck In all my
llfe-r-no movies—no trolley cars—
nothing! Believe me, ITl be glad to
get back to good old Springfield.
When I think of a real American
Christmas dinner, the old log fire
there at home, and the family—”
There was a tremor In his voice and
I turned away as I saw him reach for
his handkerchief to danh his eyes.—
Marion R. Reagan.
(©, 1925, Western Newspaper Union.)
Jolly Old Santa,
.'Vf
A Useful Gift For Her
GIVE HER A DRESS OR COAT MADE IN THE
NEWEST MATERIALS, STYLES 1
AND C0L0RS-
\
Dresses made up jn Satin, Georgette, Satin Crepe, Crepe de
Chine, Wool, Cut Velvet combination and others. Prices
greatly reduced—range from—
$10.75 TO $21.75 -
Ladies' and Misses Coats with and without fur trimmings,
in Needle Point, Velour, Bolivia and Suedine materials, in all
the new colors and best styles. Prices greatly reduced—range
r • —
from— • 7" *>
$12.75 TO $49.75
Shop Here
\
LET THIS BE YOUR CHRISTMAS STORE.
USEFUL GIFTS FOR EVERYBODY!
“One Price To All”
&
PHONE 47
CLINTON, S. C.
Christmas Suggests This Judicious Purchase
/
The Fordor Sedan is an ideal Christinas gift for
the whole family—an attractive and practical all'
yearcar.lt is finished in deep Windsor Maroon,
with interior upholstery to harmonize. Nickeled
radiator, low,'deep seats, wide doors, hooded
sun visor and largje fenders. See this good-look*
ing car at the salesroom of the nearest Author*
ized Ford Dealer. Easy terms gladly arranged.
^V> Detroit, Mich. *
*
—
4
#
'