Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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It adds much to the enjoyment of the season to extend to our friends and customers our best wishes for a MERRY CHRISTMAS • • • Lominacks Hardware, Inc. W. H. LOMINACK J. W. LONGSHORE IDA UNDERWOOD 1409 MAIN STREET KIRBY LOMINACK CHARLIE FORCE DWAIN MAYER NEWBERRY, S. C. Wtijn tyowi molicUuf 'Plcut _ ^ Pick the Christmas tree to suit feel the twice and needles as < Igipiiii >< 1 i i 5$: ^il 'vMM m .'••y Mw; /'« ■ /■' i 4 Mmm * joyous carol sends our Greetings! M - vour Christmas be blessed with the joys you love best, and may all your days, too, be most happy for you... Murray Lumber Company 913 CLINE STREET PHONE 80 NEWBERRY, SOUTH CAROLINA By Patricia McCune 4 \/f a RTHA, it isn’t everyone IVl we’d trust to stay with the aoya,” dark-eyed Lilian said as she and Joe left Friday noon for the mountains- “Don’t worry about a thing," Marha Drake smiled. “Merry Christmas." Although Martha had giyen a weekend with Davey and the twins as a Christmas present to Lilian and Joe Johnson, she knew they were giving her the weekend, too. Martha hoped that in the Johnson’s cozy home, lanky Roger Burton would see her less as an efficient secretary and more as the girl he wanted to marry. That night, as the three blond boys slept soundly, Martha and Roger soaked up the homey atmos phere and soft music. By one o’clock Roger had left and Martha was in bed, but it was still dark when a small hand softly caressed her cheek. “Mr. Sim is up,” Davey whis pered. “Where’s Daddy?” £*y..y Mr. Sun Is up,” Davey whis pered. “Where's Daddy?” “Davey, your daddy and mothei have gone to the mountains for a few days, you remember. And Mr Sun is not up. It’s dark, Davey. Get back into bed.” “I’ll get in with you,” Davey de cided, climbing over her still un rested bo^y. With the first graying at the window, Davey’s hands gently touched her cheeks again. “Mr. Sun is up,” he announced. "Davey, give me another hali hour to sleep, please. Aunt Martha’s really tired.” But it was only a moment be fore brown-^yed Johnny was pull ing at her from the other side Martha realized that her morn ing had begun. Mr. Sim was up. Davey gulped breakfast and flew outside to the mud almost immed iately, but it was mid-moming be fore Johnny and Joey were back m bed. Now to see what Davey's doing, Martha thought, hurrying to the back. As Martha stepped outside, the door caught with a sickening click behind her. Ten minutes later, Roger saun tered up the front walk In time to see her disappear through the win dow she had frantically broken to get in. Some weekend this was going to be. Why did Roger have to see her climbing in the window? “Well, I’ll have a wonderful dinner, with juicy, rare steaks that Roger loves and he’ll forget all about the silly business of being locked out,” she told herself. Dinner Burned But that night, just as Martha was ready to remove the steaks from the broiler, Davey crept into the kitchen. “Johnny isn’t in bed any more,” Davey announced. “He’s gone.” “Gone!” Martha repeated, rac ing to the boys’ room. “Johnny's gone!” Martha cried and then saw him on Roger's arm like a sack of flour. Relief surged through her, but momentarily, as the burning smell sizzled in from the kitchen. Sunday showed early promise of being a better day, even though Davey was up with Mr. Sun as usual. It was the laundry that broke the spell—Davey’s muddy corduroys, crib sheets, pants, shirts, sleepers, diapers. “It’s no Christmas present to come home to all this,” Martha Sighed. “I guess I’ll just do a load or two as soon as Johnny and Joey are napping.” The washing machine was hum ming through its third load when Roger arrived, but the third load was just too much. In sudden re volt, with a devastating noise, the machine ground to a halt and \ quickly overflowed. Johnny and Joey screamed and only Roger kept the soapy water from flood ing the house. “Some weekend,” Martha la mented later. “Did Lilian say I was dependable? First I locked myself out and then ruined our dinner. Now I’ve wrecked the machinery.” With his warm eyes glowing with love, Roger took her hand. ”It isn't what happened that counts. It's what you do about it You always thought of the children first I like that Tomorrow after work, let’s go Christmas shopping. Now I know what X want to give you. Pick the Christmas tree to suit your holiday plan. If you intend to keep the tree for only a few days, the Norway spruce has the traditional shape and good color and is perhaps your best buy. Its one failing is that it sheds its needles fairly soon. Longer-lasting, but more expen sive are the balsam fir, Douglas fir and any of the long-needled pines. Whichever tree you buy, make ure it is fresh and not tinder-box dry. Tree experts say to merely feel the twigs and needles as a test. If they’re dry and brittle, look at another tree. If you're no* quite sure about the touch test, bang the tree butt on the floor. A shower of needles will tell you the tree is dan gerously dry. For general attractiveness and quality, select the tree that has pyramidal shape branches that come well down to the base and abundant and attractive foliage. This applies to all Yuletide trees for ornamentation—spruce, flr or pine. On New Year’s day, 1863, Presi dent Lincoln issued a proclama tion freeing the slaves in states and parts of states where the peo ple were then in rebellion. The areas designated were Ar kansas, Texas, Mississippi, Ala bama, Florida, Georgia, South Carolina, North Carolina and large parts of Louisiana and Virginia. Tennessee was excepted from the proclamation, although the Union armies were far from complete success in their task of bringing it under government controL The Emancipation Proclamation did not abolish slavery. That was accomplished by the thirteenth 1 amendment, which went into ef fect Dec. 18, 1865. TO ALL OF OUR MANY, MANY GOOD FRIENDS (Lfptetma* fea ffnte for counting our btae&tngg, for acfenotolebgtng tottfj gratitube tije \ lopaltp of our frtenbs, anti for expressing appreciation anb goob toisijrs tfjat tijt a coming ^olibap toill be a fmppp om* r Seasons Greetings To All Fulmer Building Supplies WINDOW UNITS, DOORS, SCREENS, CABINETS PHONE 1628 “EVERYTHING IN WOOD” NEWBERRY, S. C. CALDWELL EXTN. •>3! ■m m iV'sy iv ■■ J . ,.k ; .-fci pit' ll.: . pit' ■* ■« it- \ Ife: ■ I J.i •iA ay 7/'