The Clinton chronicle. (Clinton, S.C.) 1901-current, December 21, 1950, Image 19
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WHEN COLDS START. .HERE’S AN
ANTI-HISTAMINE THAT YOU CAN TRUST!
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Cold’s distresses
are stopped
in Many cases
the first day.
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Tinman’s Bakery
BIG SALE!
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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
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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
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Oa the point of refusal, sho
■bored the broken date.
"I’d bo glad to. Mr. Ladd."
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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.
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"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
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Christmas greetings.
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