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Volume LV
Clinton, S. G, Thursday, December 23, 1954
Number 51
Library Holiday
Schedule Announced
The city and Prerf>yterian col
lege libraries will be closed De
cember 23 through the 20th for
the holidays, according to an an
nouncement by officials.
Schedule for other days until
'January 3, 1955, will be:
Mon.-Fri 8:30-0:00.
Sat.—‘8:30-12:30.
Closed Sundays.
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At this season our
thoughts go out so those
whose courtesy,
cooperation and loyalty has
meant so much to us.
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To OOf faithful friends of long standing
to our cherished new friends and to
those whose friendship we hope to ean\
we extend greetings of the season
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MEN’S FURNISHINGS
TAX BOOKS OPEN
LAURENS COUNTY
The Tax Books of Laurens County are now open
for the payment of the following taxes:
e—>r
County
Special
School
Co. B’rd.
Wide
School
Bonds
Educa. Total
Laurens No. 55 24
20
44
Laurens No. 56 24
20
5
49
Ware Shoals No-. 51 ..24
30
1 55
Greenville No. 520 . ..24
42
66
(County-wide includes: Ordinary County, 15*mills.
Bonds, 8 mills; Hospital, 1 mill; total 24 mills.)
Mauldin-Simpsonville )
Fountain Inn Water Dist. ) levy 17 mills
Every male between the ages of 21 and 60 years who is not
physically disabled is required to pay $1.00 poll tax.
Tax Books open October 15, 1954, and will remain open
without penalty through December 31, 1954. Taxes will be col
lected through April 15, 1955, with penalty added, and will go
into execution April 15, 1955. The following penalties will be
collected: January, 1 per cent; February, 2 per cent; March,
3 per cent, and from April 1 to April 15th, 7 per cent
/
SAMLEAMAN
County Treasurer
“THREE SHOPPING DAYS TO
CHRISTMAS”
THE PODGER STORY
By SILENCE BUCK BELLOWS, la The Christian Science Monitor
“Remember,” said the pleasant,
clipped voice of the radio announ
cer, “there are just three more
shopping days to Christmas.”
Mr. Podger stirred uneasily.
There were a few matters that
had been weighing on his mind;
and, oddly enough, they were just
three in number. Three things for
'three days—only he’d better get
'them all done today, and make
sure of them. Mr. Podger put on
his hat and coat and started for
the streetcar line.
In town, he first attacked the
problem of Cousin Eldred. Mr.
Podger could no longer remember
just why he called Eldred “cousin”.
There was always the possibility
that it was true, but Mr. Podger
doubted it. What he did know was
that they always exchanged
Christmas gifts. Mr. Podger had
no idea what Cousin Eldred liked,
but Cousin Eldred seemed to have
an uncanny insight into Mr. Podg-
er’s dislikes—also a penchant for
wrong sizes.
Mr. Podger sighed and entered
a department store. Would ten
dollars be enoguh, It was always
a master of anxiety to Mr. Podger
that his gift to Eldred should
equal, in value, Eldred 1 * gift to
him. On the other hand, of course,
he didn’t want to exceed it. . . .'
Gloomily Mr. Podger headed foi
the men’s wear department, but
en route he suddenly found him
self walking more slowly. He was
in the toy department, where
clowns, dogs, dolls, and brownies
were doing their electrically ac
tive 'best to entertain, and Mr.
Podger watched them. He couldn’t
remember going through this de
partment before, but one of the
toys seemed oddly familiar. It was
an engagingly avaricious little pi
rate, with a cherUbic smile and
one large hoop earring, who knelt
before an iron-bound chest. From
time to time the chest cover ob-
cfbliginly opened, and the pirate
lifted from its depths a bag of
gold coins, nodded knowingly at
anyone who might be looking, and
lowered the treasure into the
chest, wheih again closed coopera
tively.
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that? They didn’t have such toys
in his youthful day—the height of
his ambition had been a toy train
that didn’t even run by electricity.
You wound it up, and it sped
around the track until it ran
down. Nevertheless, he had, one
Christmas, greatly wanted one,
which he had not received. Know
ing more about money now, he
thought he understood why, but
he had never forgotten that train.
It had nothing to do with the
money - minded little pirate,
though. Now where. . . .
Suddenly Mr. Podger remem
bered. One day last week the
youngest Hapwell child had de
scribed the (pirate in detail as he
watched Mr. Podger add the rak
ed leaves to the compost pile at
•the foot of the garden. With his
mind more than half on other
matters, Mr. Podger had said,
“Maybe you’ll get it for Christ
mas.” *
“Nope,” the youngest Hapwell
r'.lld had said. “Ma says not.”
Mr. Podger made his way to a
clerk. “How much is the little
pirate toy?” he asked.
‘Ten dollars.”
•Til take it," said Mr. Podger,
and parted with Cousin’s Eldred’s
ten. Then he extracted a dollar
bill from his wallet and consid
ered the office party.
Every year the office force drew
names and each'one bought e gift
not over a dollar In price, the
rules stipulated—for the person
whose name he drew. Not very
sentimental, perhaps, but a nice,
sensible, practical procedure. No
fuss, no tinsel.
Feeling comfortably adult, Mr.
Podger turned his steps toward a
variety store where something for
one dollar might supposedly be
found, and was stopped by the
earnest voices of two girls, not
more than fourteen, who were
looking in the window.
'if you don’t get the star,” said
one, “you can ptrt a dollar more
into the gift. That’s prcatical.”
“I’d rather have the star,” said
the other, “and so would Mom.”
Mr. Podger looked at the crystal
star (or was it plastic?) hanging
in the window, swinging rainbows
across the pavement. A highly im
mature, cheap bit of decoration,
to be sure. But the longer Mr.
Podger looked at it, the less he
was concerned with common
sense and maturity.
With rainbows in his eyes, Mr.
Podger went in and bought a star.
He also bought yards of tinsel and
some bright and improbable
Christmas-tree ornaments of
flimsy glass, and was out of the
store before he realized that he
hadn’t, after all, purchased the
sensible office gift.
Well, there was somehting more
pressing, and he’d better get it
done before the stores closed. The
fact was that Mr. Podger was not
satisfied wjth his Christmas lawn
display. The Thompsons and the
Pembrokes had recently added
some rather spectacular items to
their displays, and the house of
Podger was not going to be out
done at Christmas if Mr. Podger
could help it. So he hurried along,
wondering if he could get any
thing effective for ten dollars . . .
or twenty . . . or . . .
Then he saw the picture. It was
in a shop window just ahead of
him—a small, quiet picturefi most
ly in gray, and in a gray frame.
In it three Wise Men, patient
upon their patient camels, journ
eyed across ancient sands toward
a star. The night seemed windless,
so that no fold of their garments
was stirred as they rode. And
their faces were lifted to the age
less sky and to the guiding star.
It was not a great or unusual
picture. One saw its like every
where, every Christmas. But it
said something to Mr. Podger, and
he went into the store. “How much
is the picture in the window—of
the Wise Men?” he asked.
“One dollar,” said the clerk.
“Please wrap it up,” said Mr.
Podger.
As Mr. Podger turned into his
own street in the early December
dusk, he reflected upon his shop
ping day. He hadn’t bought a
single thing he had started out
to buy—but he could get the of
fice gift tomorrow, and he had a
strong premonition that Cousin
Eldred was going to get just a
card this year.
As for me tmngs he HAD
bought, Mr. Podger had a feeling
that he had secured more than a
mechanical pirate for a little boy,
a sackful of Christmas baubles,
and a small gray picture of three
men wise enough to follow a star.
Maybe, when he had had time to
think about it a little, he would
be able to tell what It was.
Softly whistling “Joy to the
World,” Mr. Podger went up the
walk to his own front door.
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