The sun. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1937-1972, December 22, 1960, Image 13
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
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Newberry, S. C.
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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.
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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.
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THANKS, TOO
FOR YOUR
EVERY GOOD
AND FRIENDLY
CONSIDERATION
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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
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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. We like doing business with
folk like you and invite your continued patronage.
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