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I i THE' CLINTON CHRONICLE Pajfe Thrti Ni •T <4 iir tk) WHEN COLDS START. .HERE’S AN ANTI-HISTAMINE THAT YOU CAN TRUST! A-H ANTI HISTAMINE TABLETS Cold’s distresses are stopped in Many cases the first day. Oij Clnstmas LleSSmoS -(ill ijOm 4 Lcart ioi tl true L ppmess, ftnJ LinC| l j 0u J 0l | fltlJ oil tliroualu Tinman’s Bakery BIG SALE! AT BIRDSEY’S COFFEE ,ib 79c Vacuum Packed FOUR BROTHERS, lb,. 69c 3 lbs. $2.03 FAIRPLAY, lb 57c 3 lbs. $1.68 COFFEE & CHICORY, lb.. 55c FLOUR 10 lbs. 25 Ibfi. 50 lbs. BIRDSEY’S BEST .... 94c 2.19 4.28 . Plain or Self-Rising FOUR BROTHERS .. 85c 1.97 3.83 Plain or Self-Rising % MONEY SAVER 72c 1.65 3.20 Self-Rising CORN MEAL 59c 1.45 Old-Fashioned Stone Ground TREND, 2 pkgs. for 35c Birdsey FLOUR & FEED STORE V. P. ADAIR, Mgr. 130 MusgroTe Street By John Scott Douglas CTENOGRAPHERS hovered ^ around as Marta Manning un wrapped the package that had just reached the law offices. There were startled gasps of admiration when the paper fell away, revealing a potted camelia. Large and pure white, except for crimson-touched petals, its heart was filled with deli cate golden stamens. "Oh, how beautiful!" Tessie gasped. "Who sent it, Marta?" "My boy friend,” Marta said, her tone warm with happiness. "I didn’t know camelias bloomed in time for Christmas," said Bess. "The Dai Baugura does,” said Marta. "But it’s all crimson. This must be a new hybrid that Colby Blake stocked for the Christmas trade." Could Colby have developed it himself? she wondered. She remem bered the day, when he had been showing her around his nursery, that she started to enter a small, new lath house at the back. "Don’t J Read The Chronicle-Your Neighbor Does Oa the point of refusal, sho ■bored the broken date. "I’d bo glad to. Mr. Ladd." e go in there, Marta!" And then he'd been embarrassed as only a big, redheaded outdoor man can be em barrassed by hie own rudeness. "Forgive me for speakinc so sharp ly, darling. You'D understand, some day." In the two years since then, he'd never explained his strange words. It was but one of the things that had marred a more perfect under standing. The many broken dates were another. Engagements he could not keep because s truckload of plants must suddenly be deliv ered, or a customer must be seen about the laying out of a new gar den. "For you, Marta," said the switchboard girl. The girls dis persed as she picked up the phone. She heard Colby’s voice. "I feel terribly to beg off on an other date, darling. But Roberts sprained his back lifting a tubbed tree, and had to go home. About twenty customers are coming in to pick up Christmas plants this eve ning, and someone must be here. Let me explain about that cam elia—” S ICK WITH disappointment, she said, "Never mind,” and hung up. Tears pricked her eyes. Wasn’t she ever as important as a custom er? "Garral l^add wants you to take a letter," said the switchboard girl. Any of the other girls would have gone into a tizzy if he’d suggested a date. Only Marta had had the chance to refuse him, not once but many times. For to her, he wasn’t quite refd. Now, with a confident smile, he dictated: "To do the town on Christ mas Eve with a lovely young blonde like you would make this my most wonderful Christmas. Will you say, 'Yes’? Devotedly, Garral Ladd." "To whom shaU I address it?” "To Miss Marta Manning." Her cheeks grew warm. On the point of refusal, she remembered the broken date. "I’d be glad to, Mr. Ladd." That evening, on her way home to dress, she stopped at a nursery to buy a small tree for her apart ment. The tree, she recalled with a pang of disappointment, that Colby had promised to bring when he caUed. A woman loaded with bund les was leaving the nursery with a plant identical to the one Marta had received that morning. "Isn't it lovely?” the woman asked, noticing Marta’s glance. "It’s the new hybrid developed by the Blake nursery.” And she told Marta its name. Marta stood stunned when the woman left. Then, abruptly, she turned back to her car, thinking. "I can call Garral Ladd later." She found Colby wrapping red paper around a pot holding one of the new Christmas camelias. % "Can you forgive me, Colby?" she asked humbly. "I’ll help wait on customers so vfc can be together Christrrtas Eve. You’ve made me so proud and happy." "It was the enly name ‘for a flower so beautiful, darling.” She felt a touch of awe as she stared at the camelia he was wrap- pin. How like Colby to express his love by naming it the Marta Man- aing! IT’S TIME once more to tell those swell folks, our customers, how much their potronoge h«s meant to us in the post, how their f riendHnees to us has mode serving them worthwhile, and how we wish them the Biggeel, Happieef, and ftlermst CHRISTMAS ever.. DELL’S BEAUTY SHOPPE A mi lee Staggs Betty Edens — Mary Finney — Dell Crews hd so, to you, our family of friends, we extend most cordial r ■ - ^ Christmas greetings. mm ’EDERAL SAVINGS (AND LOAN ASSOCIATION Telephone Net S