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THURSDAY, DEC. 22, 1960 THE NEWBERRY SUN, NEWBERRY, SOUTH CAROLINA SECTION B—PAGE 5 The treasure of Christmas Pull up to the tire. Enjoy every minute of the season. Christmas is here! What a wonderful season; one each of us treasures in his own way. In this time of the sharing of happiness among free men every where, we extend to you best wishes for a Hopgy Christmas Clinton - Newberry Natural Gas Authority 1207 McKibben Street Newberry, S. C. r OH, WHIT FUN IT IS TO S1V MERRY CHRISTM IS ON THIS As we look back over the past year we are grateful for our loyal friends . . . and it makes our Christmas wish a strong one. Thanks to all of you, and Farmers Ice and Fuel Co. Phone 155 GEORGE W. MARTIN, Manager Newberry, S. C. By Shirley Sargent /CHRISTMAS isn’t everyday.” ^ Happily, Eudora Best placed divinity and fudge on gift plates in the roomy, old-fashioned kitchen. “Thank heaven!” At nineteen, Robert had his mother’s big, brown eyes and dark hair, but none of her relaxed good humor. “Mother, you’ve always been so understanding. Why can’t you let me go on the Culligan houseparty with Mary? They’ll be skiing, Mom, and ice skating.” “I don’t care if they have a winter carnival in the living room of their lodge.” Eudora tied sprigs of mistletoe to her bows for the candy. “You’re not going.” “Aw, Mom.” Robert’s rough, naked voice betrayed his youth even though he looked every mus cular inch of a man. “I’ll stay home tonight, Christmas Eve, and drive up afterwards. Don’t forget Mary’s father is dead so she and her mother need someone around Robert made a last effort. “But, mom, I’m almost twenty.” on Christmas day and you have the three kids, Dad, Grandma and ninety-eleven turkey-eating relatives.” The Meaning /‘And you!” Eudora began gift wrapping jars of marmalade. “Christmas celebrates the birth of Christ and, to me, a renewal of family ties and traditions.” Robert made one last effort. “But, Mom, I’m almost twenty. I’ll be off on my own soon and you mean I’m to drop everything and come tearing home for Christmas until I have a family of my own?” “I certainly do. Meanwhile, I expect you to observe and enjoy such curious family customs as finding your brothers and sister so you can distribute this candy around the neighborhood.” “I have to call Mary first and tell her the bad news.” Uneasy Gracelessly, Robert aided his brothers, John and Ted, seventeen and eleven, to shop for gifts. John, whose current girl lived in town, told him to stop acting like a sorehead, but that was the only obvious notice taken of Robert’s listless participation in the family rituals. He helped John bring in armfuls of wood for a roaring fire, his father rig up a loud speaker system so that carol rec ords could be heard inside and outside the house, and redid the grimy packages his sister, Fran- cie, had tried to wrap. He did all of this quietly and, he thought, patiently. A Question His mother didn’t think so. She stopped him as he stalked through the kitchen that evening. “I know you think I’m unfair, I know you wanted to go with the Culligans, but do you have to spoil things for the rest of us?” Robert tramped gloomily up the stairs and found his sister hud dled on top of them. Francie was a gawky twelve with braces on her teeth, but had a promising prettiness. Not right then, though, as she was crying softly. Robert had a horror of tears, so he asked impatiently, “Whafs wrong?” “Everything. I hate Christmas.” Robert’s voice showed his shock. ‘‘Don’t be silly! Of course you don’t.” “I do too. Mother won’t let me go caroling in the truck with ev erybody else because I’m too young and there’s nobody to be responsible for me.” “Is that all?” Her problem seemed insignificant beside his own, but solvable. “Come on.” He argued his mother into letting Francie go with him and she didn’t capitulate easily. The truck was jammed with en thusiastic, off-tune carolers, the air was crisp and Robert soon joined in wholeheartedly and throatily. When they arrived home, he raced into the kitchen, grabbed a handful of mincemeat cookies, grinned at his mother’s agonized yell and realized ex ultantly that, Mary or no Mary, Christmas was made up of such heart-warming rituals as Fran cie’s shining eyes, cookies and caroling. Christmas, somehow, becomes the greatest day of the year for young and old alike. It is a day of joy for all of them. TO 1 q> in L J ITT m « 7) The peace and happiness of this beau tiful occasion is witn us again and we welcome the opportunity it affords to send Best Christmas \Vishes to our many friends and patrons. May Christ mas bring rich blessings to all. or Y>® THANKS, TOO FOR YOUR EVERY GOOD AND FRIENDLY CONSIDERATION •>NI Newberry County Bank Joe M. Roberts, Executive Vice-President and Cashier Newberry Branch J&anaa Branch L D. Long George Rodelsperger Clyde Tindall, Manager Martha Ann Kinard Mollie Dowd Mrs. Katherine Prater Frances Evans Joan Bobb c> As you experience the joy that comes from the exchange of gifts with loved ones, may you also experience the joys of the true significance of Christmas. It is the season of good will and it is our hope and prayer that you will receive many blessings. Our thanks, too, for all past favors. 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