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1 . i 7* 4 Page Eight THE CLINTON CHRONICLE Thursday, December 22, 1949 IT’Sl Thot we wish each and all of our friends and customers the very SINEATH’S BARBER SHOP GEORGE J. SINEATH JOANNA, S. C. GeSTinG-r ij comes to wish you r oil the joy and hoppiness which / belong to the -MERRY CHRISTMAS -HAPPY NEW YEAR ' To Our Employees ...and... To Everyone Everywhere Hallmark Manufacturing Corp. Savings Accounts ( 3%—DIVIDEND—3% We invite savings accounts from the people of Clinton and vicinity. You will like our friendly and efficient ser vice, and you will receive your dividend promptly each January 1st and July 1st. Any amount — from $1 up — opens an account. Each account is Insured up to $5000 by the Federal Savings and Loan Insurance Corporation. Two people may have up to $15,000 fully insured. Accounts by mail promptly acknowledged. 1 % § Chartered and Supervised by the United States Government Laurens Federal Savings & Loan Association I- * Telephone 22271 LAURENS’ LARGEST SAVINGS INSTITUTION 104 West Main Street Laurens, S. C. THE VILLAGE HAS A HEART Dorothy Boys Kilian yHE CLOCK struck nine as Nola ^ hung the last bauble on the fragrant greepi Christmas tree. Without even stepping back to ad mire the finished effect she went to the front window and peered out. A cold white moon illumined a cold white earth. She shivered. How lonely she had been in this tiny, quiet village! When she had writteh Jim two months before that she was being evicted from their apartment in Chicago he had answered, “I’m hoping against hope to be home from occupation duty in time for Christmas, and I can’t th : nk of any place more perfect than Pineville to spend the holidays and my termi nal leave. Remember my telling you wnat happy summers I spent there as a child, and tow I’d al ways wanted to see it in winter? Do investigate this, as a Christmas present for me, Nola darling.” Sd she had come here and found a house. But somehow she felt that the villagers had ignored her as an outsider. v , And now it was Christmas Eve. “He’s not going to make it a.id that’s that,” Nola thought miser ably. She knew that he had landed at San Francisco three days before and had been trying desperately to get a seat on a tram or plane. Read The Chronicle-Y our Neighbor Does “It’s me, Doc Ryan. We’re on your party line you know, and heard the good news. My wife thought I’d better take you over.” / The telephone rang. “There’s a telegram just come for you, Mrs West, down here at the drug store. Very important.” “Yes?” Nola breathed. “Chicago, 8 P. M. Am catching train. Get off Shoreham five miles east of Pinevi^e 10 P.M. love Jim.” Nola leaned ‘heavily against the wall and stared at the phone. “Mrs. West, are you there?” Mr. Trotter, the druggist, sounded anxious. “Listen, you go.out in the garage and get your car motor to warming up. My wife’ll be up there in five minutes to stay with your little boy. Hurry now.” In joyful haste Nola peeked in at Jimmy—“Santa Claus is bringing you your Daddy, honey”—pow dered her nose and put on her lur coat and boots. The garage door stuck in its icy groove although she bent her whole weight against it. Suddenly, out of the darkness, a voice railed. “It’s me, Doc Ryan. We’re on your party line you know, and heard the good news. I’m so used to driving out in ail kinds of weather, my wife thought I’d better take you n\er.” ”Dr. Ryan, 'I didn’t realize ‘til just now how I dreaded that trip alone.”* A train whistle shrilled through the cold thin air as they drove up to the little depot. “We made it!” Nola cried ex- ultingly. “Come on.” She held open the door, . But Doc muttered, “I’ll stay here and keep my feet warm.” Now the huge black engine roared past, slowed down and slid to a stop. A coach vestibule door opened, and before the conductor could step down, a khaki-clad fig-, ure leaped on to the platform. “Oh, darling, darling, darling,” Nola’s heart throbbed as she felt once more the thrilling warmth of Jim’s arms around her. “Nola!” Jim said everything in that word. A few -moments later as they walked io the car a voice boomed from within, “Glad you made ,it.” “Whoever you are—thanks,” Jim answered. “It’s people like you who made me want Nola to come to Pineville to wait for me.” “Get in and close the door. You’re freezing me out.” Doc grinned aa he raced the motor. “Christmas Eve,” Jim said softly as they squeezed in with Doc. M You beside me, our baby just a few miles away, and a Christmas card place like Pineville to wel come us. Don't you love it there, darling?”- Nola glanced at Doc, thought if Mrs. Trotter and the ethers. “Yea, Jim, I do,” aha whispered. ,«T ly do.” ere a tv i hot you may spend Christmas always m ike noon OLE •FRSmOKEE' WKK. Let us make the Yuletide Seasons happy one, a time of reverence and thankfulness, for the many blessings that have been ours to enjoy. T t . May we insure the future happiness of our community by dedicating ourselves toward helping to preserve the spirit of Christmas throughout every day of the New Year. It is indeed o pleasure to extend the very best of greetings in the true spirit of Christmas. 'A And to the people of our community: May you and yours enjoy this Christmas day to the fullest . . . and we sincerely hope that your fondest wishes may be realized in the coming year! MERRY CHISTMAS, HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE 4 EVERYWHERE, AND ESPECIALLY TO OUR LARGE FAMILY OF LOYAL AND APPRECIATED EMPLOYEES. U "A nna Cotton Mi Manufacturers of Quality Shade Cloths JOANNA, S C.. ■m\