Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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B—PAGE 6 THE NEWBERRY SUN, NEWBERRY, SOUTH CAROLINA THURSDAY, DECEMBER This message comes to your house to tell you we appreciate your friendship, and to wish you and your family a Merry Christmas! ODORLESS CLEANERS Phone 177 Newberry, S. C. 7 x S-ifa Sw> OUR VERY BEST WISHES TO ALL OF OUR FRIENDS Higgins Appliance Service .12 15 Kinard Street Phone 2766 Newberry, S. C. (SfuddM DON DAM/S > . S ITTING in the cafe he stared miserably at the empty coffee cup before him. He lighted a cig arette with trembling fingers, wishing he could stay in Rome for an eternity. But Johnny Jordan, a tall, handsome, young man, was acutely aware that he had a flight reservation for New York tomor row. The first plane out of Rome in 19G2 would take him to another world. He was practically engaged to Edna Ralston back in the States. So, he had to leave Rome. He hadn’t intended it to happen this way. He admired Edna, re spected her intelligence, her in tegrity. They had known each other since childhood. He took her out spasmodically and both fami lies naturally were under the assumption that their marriage to each other was inevitable. They both came from well-to-do fami lies and this ultimate family tie was practically understood, but Johnny never thought much about marrying Edna. Back in the States he was too busy studying to become an architect. That was why he came to Rome. He had rented a small villa outside the city and rented a car. Julia Sca- lia lived in a house across the street. They met and instinctively he knew that the chemistry of his body had an affinity for her. She spoke good English and her fig ure was rounded and good. She had brown hair, a cute oval face and blue eyes that seemed to shine of their own accord. “Perhaps I should have adopted a more aggressive attitude,” he thought. He hadn’t seen Julia for a week, since that terrible night that he told her about Edna back home. “No — Oh no! Johnny!” she had cried beseechingly. “I love you, Johnny!” He had walked away from her hearing the spasmodic sobs clear to the dirt road. Unhappy After that he hadn’t eaten any thing substantial for almost a week. He was lamentably lonely and unhappy. He also realized that once he got on the plane he would be even more unhappy. Johnny shifted uneasily on the chair. In kaleidoscopic procession he saw the countenances of his family; of his mother; of Edna. He saw the pretentious house on Long Island and the beautiful sur roundings. He made a grimace of sour expression. This was standing ’n the way of his genu ine happir. .s. “Perhaps; should have adopted a more aggi sive attitude,” he thought. “No, no, I won’t marry her,” he mumbled, his lips quavering. “I’m entitled to my own individu ality. The basis of good architec ture is creativity. Without my in dividuality I have nothing.” The hurricane of grief was over. He was going to marry Julia; this was unmistakably clear in his mind and he felt himself aggran dized by this sudden decision. “Johnny! Johnny!” Julia called from the street. He stood up and whirled to face her. She stopped before him brandishing the telegram through the air. Johnny paid no attention to it, but instead flung his arms around her. Her body was warm and fluid, melting into his arms. He kissed her. “Johnny!” she cried, when their lips parted. “This telegram came for you at the villa.” “Will you marry me, Julia?” he said, smiling, avoiding the tele gram. She looked up at him, her eyes crinkling into a happy smile. “Johnny! Johnny!” and she threw her arms around him He took the telegram from her hand. ‘TH read this to you a little later,” he smiled. Regrets She forced a grin and wished she hadn’t telegraphed her Uncle Pasquale in New York to send the telegram and sign Mrs. Jor dan’s name. She shuddered a little as she remembered the lines: “EDNA RALSTON RAN AWAY TO BE MAJRRIED STOP HAVE 4. GOOD TIME FOR YOURSELF. HAPPY NEW YEAR! (signed) MOTHER” GIGANTIC TREE A shopping center near Seattle, Washington attracted plenty of attention by erecting a 212-foot Christmas tree. Trimming the tree required some 3,500 colored light bulbs—and the aid of a heli copter. x&iP 1 fUN , v'WSX- A . r w ... V THIS 1$ THE SEASON FOR RECALLING WARM FRIENDSHIPS ...AN OPPORTUNITY FOR US TO EXTEND OUR SINCERE GRATITUDE FOR YOUR PATR0NAGE...AND TO OFFER YOU j AND YOUR FAMILY OUR VERY BEST HOLIDAY WISHES. PURCELLS Newberry, South Carolina E. B. PURCELL, President BEN P. STEWART, Secretary Sara B. Franklin Ann C. Cromer KEITT PURCELL, Vice-President ROBERT C. UNDERWOOD Troxelle H. Senn Martha B. Derrick