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SECTION B—PAGE TWO THE NEWBERRY SUN r- 1 cx •i f • Peace... home... worship... freedom ... friendships ... loved ones ... the wonderment of children ... may all these blessings be included in your Christmas picture this holiday season. TYSON-VELBORN INSURANCE AGENCY AUTOMOBILE 1215 Friend Street FIRE • ALL LINES INSURANCE Telephone 1141 Newberry, S. C.- me spirit CHRISTMAS SkA * MU*** wx-vSif;": >0 With reverent hearts we pay tribute to on this Christmas and hope that His teachings of Peace 1 on Earth and Good Will to Men will find expression throughout the world. May your family enjoy the t j many rich blessings of Christmas! mxo F<M»tS MURRAY LUMBER CO. 913 CLINE STREET NEWBERRY, S. C. THURSDAY, DECEMER 22, 1955 By Edita Wright O NE evening in London’s pea- soup fog, a taxi crawled along the curb in Jermyn Street and glided to a halt in front of the ’L’Apertif’ restaurant. “That will be three and sixpence,” the driver said. The Honorable ‘Ne ville Compton - McFarlane gave him four shillings and went inside. “Good evening, sir,” the head waiter Louie greeted him cordially without familiarity, “it is good to see you again.” “It is good to BE back, Louie,” the tall slender man replied and passing a well kept hand over his graying hair, he added: “this is a bad night, I am worried.” “Her Ladyship will be here,” Louie reassured, ‘‘she has never failed you.” He escorted his illus trious guest to the usual table in a far-off corner where the lights were dim and the noise of the When he looked np again, her dark eyes wore questioning his. elite of London's New Year cele brants seemed only an echo. “Two Martinis’ very, very dry?” Louie inquired. A brief nod was the answer. McFarlane kept the entrance in check with his deep- set gray eyes. Nervously he smoothed the tablecloth, lit a ci garette and carefully inserted it into a gold holder. When he looked up again, her dark eyes were questioning his. ‘‘My darling,” he got up to seat her opposite himself. “I did not see you.’,’ ^ “You were not supposed to,” she answered honestly, slowly tak ing off her gloves. ‘‘Did you bring that letter, VII?” ‘‘Of course, my dear.” He ex amined every cherished feature of her beautiful face; the dark brown hair smoothly drawn away from her temples, the delicate coloring, the mouth always a little open, the long dark lashes nojw shading her eyes. “You are more lovely than ever/* he said simply. Gently they clinked their glasses. “Read it to me now, please,” Axelle asked, her voice barely a whisper. Hesitation A moment’s hesitation before his hand tightened over the parched paper. “Date and everything?” he looked at her. “As always,” she replied breath lessly. It was a familiar routine, opening the letter, but there was always something wonderful and new about it. His hands trembled slightly. “January 1, 1947,” he began steadily and read the letter to the end! ‘My undying love, dearest, have Faith with me, Vil.’ He looked up and wanted to kiss away the tears in her eyes. The letter simply told of the love and devo tion of a man for a woman he had searched for in forty drifting years of a lifetime and that would not be defeated in the face of every known obstacle that human society can devise. The pain and buffering had long since gone, but there re mained, in both of them, a humble gratitude toward each other. Memories “Dear Heart,” he lit a cigarette for her, “do you remember that night at Lugano, when we took a cabby along the lake and you kissed the horse right on the nose and you laughed until it hurt? And later—on the balcony? I have seen you happy, but never happier.” “And Cochenil’s little bar in Paris?” she asked him. “Let’s walk, darling,” she added softly, “we will walk along the embank ment in the fog and look at the lights on the Thames.” They left, nodding smilingly to Louie, who, tactfully opened the door without saying a word. “And WHO do you suppose, they are,” some waiter jeered. Louie looked at him with contempt. Then he sighed and slowly answered: “They.have been coming here for, about ten years now, always this same time. They order a drink, read that lettter and leave.” “So what,” the other was not satisfied, “tell us, who they are.” “He is at the British Embassy, charge d’affaires, in Paris. 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