The sun. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1937-1972, December 25, 1958, Image 19
DAY, DECEMBER 25, 1958
To our many customers and friends —
May this Christmas be bright and gay
And filled with many, many blessings!
SHEALY-LONG
Tractor and Implement Co.
“FERGUSON SYSTEM
NEWBERRY, S. C.
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May your holiday abound with
lasting happiness —
And your heart be filled with
the greatest gladness.
J. F. Hipp & Son
CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER
BUILDING MATERIALS
Phone 309-J Newberry, S. C.
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By Tulita Fernandez
T O CARLOS the four blocks
home seemed like miles of
'mpty desert. Six-year-old legs are
\ot constructed for the speed his
excitement demanded. He had so
^uch to tell.
“Mamacita! Mamacita!” Carlot
squealed, tumbling through the
loor. “Yo tengo mucho hambre.” ,
“Carlos! I ’ave tole you! Here
we speak the English. These Esta
dos Unidos—how you say?—they
are home now. English we speak
all time.”
“Si si, Mamacita.” Carlos said,
hanging his head. Then he grinned
broadly as the words came. “I have
hungry ... I am hungry. First I
eat. Then I tell.”
How was he to tell his big news
In the unfamiliar tongue?
Carlos, his cheeks flushed, his
black eyes snapping, nearly choked
on the tortilla he was busily stuff
ing into his mouth. How was he to
tell his big news in the unfamiliar
tongue? “Mamacita, aqui — here,”
he corrected himself quickly, “we,
the boys, the girls, make a letter—
write the letter to Santo—Santa
Claua.
Letter To Santa
“Yes? And did you write this
letter, little one?”
Carlos nodded, relieved that
Mamacita had understood. “I
writed. I told Santa Claus I. want
a burro. You think he bring burro,
Mamacita? Teacher say Santa
Claus bring things writed in the
letters—”
Mamacita puckered her mouth
thoughtfully. “A burro ? Where you
keep burro? Is no place in city—”
"In the shed, where auto is put.
Papa have no auto.”
When Papa came bom* from his
work in the artichoke AeKSIr Carlos
.old him of the letter to ftantw
‘You think he bring me burro,
Papa ?” He asked, searching Papa's
C ace.
Papa grinned, showing bis strong
white teeth. “Maybe, Carlos, my
son, who knows what happen in
this big country ? Maybe two
burros, Santa Claus bring for the
Christmas.”
The winter days passed. Each
morning, Carlos was sure the day
would never end, but time to go
home came quickly. Darkness fell
•'varly, his street became a fairy
land of colored lights and wonder-
. :lly decorated trees. Still Christ
inas didn’t come. Santa didn’t an
swer his letter. Carlos began to
ionbt—a little-—that Santa Claus
lad received it. A dozen times a
lay ho had to be reassured that, of
•ourse, Santa had his letter-
Though Carlos hadn’t expected
to find Pedro under the Christmas
tree—burros didn’t live in houses^—
he was disappointed at not finding
it there. And Mamacita insisted
an cooking breakfast Christmas
morning, like it was just any morn
ing; insisted also that Carlos eat
before he opened his gifts.
At last Papa chucked him under
the chin. “You go now, Carlos. You
look around good.”
Mysterious Package
Carlos ran. In the garage his
eager eyes saw only the familiar
bodge podge of household discards
and tools. No burro stood looking
it him with soft eyes. Blinking
back tears, Carlos ran from dark
■orner to dark comer. A big pack
age stood against one wall, but it
was too thin, even the skinniest of
burros couldn’t squeeze into such a
flat package . . .
Carlos turned, wiping his eyes on
his sleeve and ran into Papa. “What
vou say we open this package
Carlos?”
Carlos nodded. Papa could open
he package if he wanted. Carlos
.new it contained no burro. The
:>aper peeled off under Papa’s
i ands. Little by little the shiny,
• cd thing inside was revealed. Then
bipa lifted it out. A bicycle! A
aright red bicycle. “Look at that!’
bo pa said. “Santa Claus know-
. hat kind of burro boys in the
biited States ride. What you think
"arlos ?”
Carlos was speechless before tht
oeauty of this incredible steed
Slowly he ran his hand over tht
glowing leather seat, then looking
;p into Papa’s beaming face ht
asked. “Is it really for me, Papa?
Ml mine?”
“Yes, son. All.”
“I will name him Pedro and rid»
lim on the sidewalk—maybe u
he fields. Pirn Papa! We go tel
Mamacita Santa bring Pedro/
THE NEWBERRY SUN
SEC. C—PAGE THREE
Christmas Program
At St. Luke’s Church
The St. Luke’s Lutheran con
gregation, Prosperity, will pre
sent the candlelighting and pag
eantry service entitled “The Light
of Christmas,” Thursday evening,
December 25 at 6 p. m.
A large number, of the members
of the congregation, assisted by
the three choirs, will render the
program which is sponsored by
the Nursery and Beginners De
parent of the Sunday School. In
conformity with the Christmas-
Story, the prominently favored
characters are set forth in a prac
tical and inspiring manner.
The public is cordially invited
to attend.
...to our
many
friends!
Mr. and Mrs. J. W. (Bill) Smith
and Mr. and Sirs. Clifford Smith
will be among those who will at
tend the Sugar Bowl football game
in New Orleans, La., on New
Year’s Day.
| BURNS & SUMMER §
| 1517 Martin Street Newberry, S. C. §
A Sincere Wish for a Merry Christmas
and. Thank You to Our Customers!
MR. AND MRS. TOM LEWIS
AND SON, TOMMY
Boundary Street Extn.
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• —l»ut 9 let’s all enjoy it together—
And may your yule tide stocking be filled Tvith a
wonderful gift of peace 9 happiness and oF^sperity-
Whitaker Funeral Home
[Wilson Johnson
; Susanna Goggins
Mr. and Mrs. Roy D. Whitaker
Roy Dog-gett, Jr. and Claire "Whitaker
1704 College Street
Newberry, S. C.
John W. Bledsoe]
Fred Bishop