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The Newberry Sun, Newberry, S. C. Dec. 26th, 1968—PAGE 6—SEC. B
By John Charles
Sam blew a practice toot
on his horn. "He’s a tal
ent scout, kid. But it sure
is taking him a long time
to make up his mind about
you."
Jeff plucked the strings of
his violin. "Man, that guy
has Hollywood written all o-
ver him. That white thing
sticking from his breast poc
ket. That’s no handkerchief.
Man, that’s a contract."
Judy White adjusted the
microphone. "Can it, you cats,
and let’s get on with it. And
this time for once, please all
try to start and finish at the
same time.”
"Uh hu-h-h-h-h-h,” Sam
drawled in his best Southern
accent.
"Yes, milady,” Jeff respond-
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They were good. No doubt
about it. Most of the diners
paused and looked up when
the music began. Softly at
first, gradually swelling, then
joined by a rich soprano.
Music and voice filled the room.
When the last note faded away
the crowd waited silently, as
if expecting it to return. Then
they applauded. Loud and
long.
• nfou socked it to ’em that
time, Kid, ” Jeff said. "I can
see that guy now, reaching in
his pocket for the pen. I’ll
bet he signs you before the
year is out. . .which, incident
ally, will be less than 30 min
utes from now.”
Sam spoke up. "Whatever
he offers, Kid, I’ll double.
You’re staying with me, and
don’t you forget it. C’mon,
gang. Let’s give ’em one more
so we c£^n take a break and
be fresh to welcome in the New
Year. Name it, Judy.”
"Rock it,” she said, and they
were off and winging.
Backstage, Sam and Judy
sat down with Ned, the night
watchman. Ned always had
a cup of coffee waiting for each
of them at the last break. It
was a ritual. Ned’s coffee was
good. Ned himself, a former
circus clown, was delightful.
His repertoire of jokes was end
less.
But Sam was not in a
joking mood. "Our friend’s
out there again, Ned. What
do you think? Ten nights now
in a row.”
" 1 don’t think his wife knows
how to cook.”
"Seriously, Ned. . .”
Sam studied his coffee. "1
think I’ll ask him, one way or
another, tonight.”
The New Year was well on
its way when Sam noticed the
waiter making his way to Judy
with the note. She didn’t hes
itate. She went directly to the
table of the mysterious stran-
ger.
She stayed a long time. Too
long. Sam noticed that the
stranger, although animated,
remained deadly serious. Judy
appeared to be overly gay and
vivacious.
Finally, they shook hands.
The stranger was gone. Judy
almost danced her way back
to the stage.
"Last number,” Sam spoke
into his microphone, wonder
ing if Judy had signed any
thing.
Judy said nothing until Ned
had poured the coffee. "You’re
a wise old clown, old friend,”
she said.
"Admirer, eh?”
"Of long standing. Would
you believe our mysterious
friend was Jason Raborts, Jr.,
Three Rivers, class of '61,
who’s been in love with me
since he was a sophomore
and 1 was queen of the senior
prom?”
"Yucks,” Sam said.
"I won’t ask how he found
you,” Ned said. "But how did
you get rid of him so fast.
Judy looked at Sam. "I
told him Sam and I were mar
ried."
"No time like a New Year,”
Ned said, getting up. "I think
I hear my mother calling me.
Happy New Year, kids.”
Neither Sam nor Judy
heard, yet both agreed.
SEASONAL ... In many
parts of the South, it just isn’t
Christmas dinner unless there
is a pecan pie on the side
board.
CANDLES IN THE WINDOW
Candles in the window
Shining on the snow;
Stockings by the fireplace;
Faces all aglow;
Carols sung by children
At the open door—
These are joys of Christmas
time
We’ll keep forevermore
Best wishes from the staff & management of
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