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SECTION B—PAGE SIX THE NEWBERRY SUN THURSDAY, DECEMER 22, 1955 << Hark glorg to the Beta born fling! 1 4 1 R was Christ, the Infant King, who came to earth on that first Christmas Day over nineteen centuries ago. He came as a Babe in a manger, b«t Has birth was heralded by ati the Heavenly hosts. As we observe this holy day we send our sincere best wishes to everyone. NEWBERRY CREAMERY 916 HARRINGTON STREET NEWBERRY, S. C. oi •• 8 i • • • To all of you whom we have so enjoyed serving: we say thanks for your patronage** And, may everything that’s bright and gay. Bless your household on Christmas Day! tl7W Nm 17 CASE FARM MACHINERY DEALER — AND — NEWBERRY RECAPPING CO. J. ELLERBE SEASE Newberry, S. C. Sports afield By Janet Hall M ARGE stood in the doorway ol her bedroom and looked at the dress in dismay. Obviously it was meant for the Junior Class Snow Ball in January and just as obviously it was expensive. “Oh, why!" she exclaimed, touching the fabric as if it were something repulsive. What’s the matter with them. Marge thought. Dad needs new clothes and things for the house and Mom always looks so poor and worried. Wearily she changed her clothes. The house was empty, for her mother was baby sitting to earn a little extra to help out. Marge went downstairs and looked at the Christmas tree and the gifts displayed under it. She felt embarrassed even though she was alone in the room. Somehow it was alway rather mortifying to show the gifts when friends and relatives called. Her pile of' gifts was always so large and lavish and her parents' wp sparse. Just this once she wanted their gifts to be important like hers, not just little odds and ends to be explained away with, “We try to make a big Christmas for Marge." She had saved nearly every pen ny she had earned the previous To moot of us one variety of hawk is pretty much like another, but not to the falconer. Bach has a characteristic hunting style, fa vors certain kinds of prey and needs a particular type of terrain for best performance. Though It is true that any bird of prey—be it hawk, am owl, an eagle or a kite—can be controlled for hunt ing, only a few are worthy of the beet traditions of falconry. Falconry as a sport is growing in popularity. But anyone who goes im for it with the idea that this is a form of sorcery which will give you some magic power to kill creatures of the wild, will be sadly disappointed! Actually falconry is a laborious and com paratively inefficient method of hunting. Even a well trained hawk kills less than half of the game flushed before it—this from no less an authority than. Sports Afield Magazine. And a trained hawk brings in its prey; there are no cripples in falconry.. A serious falconer is satisfied with but one kill in a day’s hunting, provided it comes at the climax of a good “flight” by his hawk. Author Bill OBrien writes “The reward he is after is not game in the bag bit the emotion that comes from controlling a creature in comparably swift, wild and free: from seeing bis hawk soar aloft unrestrained by anythin'? bat the tenuous and precarious hold of training; from watching it mount the sky, sometimes to an altitude of 2000 feet, become lost to sight then suddenly reappear; an emo tion that comes from having this hawk, after having tasted the free dom of the boundless sky, come obediently to lure and leap nimb ly back to his fist. The hawks held in highest es teem by American falconers are the pereprine, the gyrfalcon, the prarie falcon and the goshawk. Of these, the peregrine, or duck hawk is in widest use by falconers. It- is prized for its speed, agility^ daring and majesty of flight It can be found almost anywhere but this is not to say that It is com- mon—it Is estimated that there- are no more than 400 or 500 nest ing pairs in the United States. SET YOUR CHRISTMAS TREE IN WATER Bill Barker reminds us that set ting a Christmas tree in a jar or bucket of water helps keep it alive and from drying oat so. Thus its danger as a fire hazard is greatly reduced, and natural freshness re tained. She found the dress box and carefully folded the dress and wrapped it for return. summer so she could give her - father a new jacket and her moth- r er a new coat. I tried to ten them I didn’t want a lot for Christmas, but I didn’t do a very good job of it, she told herself as she glanced at the twin cashmeire sweaters, the new skirt and the other gifts. I wish I’d had the courage to be more frank. But I have the courage today, she thought, running up the stairs. She found the dress box- and care fully folded the dress and wrapped it for return. For Better Her knees were shaky as she wondered what she would say when her mother saw the dress wrapped with such finality. It’s for her own good, she told herself firmly. In a week or two she’U realize it's best. When she heard the front door open and close, she ran down stairs to meet her mother. “Hi,’ she said, quelling her feeling of nervousness. Her mother glanced at her anx iously. Her dark brown eyes dart ed around the room, looking to see if Marge had brought the dress downstairs. Then the expectant look changed to a questioning one. “Didn’t you like the dress?" The question was. so humble and so blunt. Marge was startled. “Yes, it’s beautiful, but—" “I knew you’d like it. Have you had it on yet?" “No, I haven’t" “It will fit. I'm sure," her moth er’s voice dwindled off. The bright ness in her face seemed to fade all at once. “What’s the matter?" “It’s so expensive. I wanted you to get a coat for yourself’ “Oh, is that all. This old thing will last quite a while. While I was in the store I said to myself, ‘There’s nothing like my old ma roon coat’ I didn’t see anything I liked better so what was the use of buying a new one?" she chirped. H«r Secret Marge knew she’d never tell her parents how she felt about their gifts. In a few years FQ be ears ing money and I can pay them back, but now I’ll just take what they offer, she decided, feeling de feated. "Your father’s coming. Go put on die dress and show him how pretty you are," her mother said excitedly. When she came downstairs they were waiting for her. Clutched in her father’s arms was a box which she knew contained something for her. In their eyes were love, pride, and happiness mixed with a satis fied touch of martyrdom. She had to swallow to keep her face pretty and composed, for what they really wanted moat of all was a pretty and popular daughter. That was all they would allow her to give. Rejoice and exult, because your reward is great in heaven. . M Matthew 5:12 O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by.- I fflERRY (2HRISTIMS BLACK’S RADIO & TY SERVICE 942 Main Street Newberry, S. C. ‘Petct An} Jfj tf CfaistmA* 1$e \\fitl) b\lwAtjr WALLACE FINANCE CO. 1215% Boyce Street Newberry, S. C. RMI \ ***** AT Mjjmmtwrnm —- - * —■■****, —.. . : _ " ’■•"'‘••Ml* I m ~~ ‘ i— i, ,,j ”—*« ©rattnug ntar to die manger, Q* stt tte toondrons tiring that has tome to pass! Wt rejoice for the Christ is bom. * (Bod has come to os in trim. Mag this great gift gtoe goo peace, jog and courage ■*’ “Thou... shalt call His name Jesus...' Luke 1:31 Newberry Garment Company 319 Caldwell Street Newberry, S. C.