The sun. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1937-1972, December 24, 1970, Image 25
SEC. C, PAGE 2—The Newberry Sun, Newberry, S. C., Thurs., Dec. 24, 1970
Cissie Brown wasn’t bashful.
Everyone in the office knew what
she wanted for Christmas. "Just
get me a man,” she said, “and
I’ll be thankful for the rest of
my life.”
The trouble with Cissie, every
one knew, was that she had some
far-out ideas about the kind of
man she needed. Cissie was look
ing for a knight in shining armor
or, his modern counterpart —
rich, handsome, intelligent, and
all of that. Cissie had been look
ing for him for most of her 30
years, and, according to the girls
in the office, had overlooked
better-than-avcrage-type men in
the process.
Ted Kagle was one. Everybody
knew that Ted had been in love
with Cissie for years. He was too
quiet, too reserved to say any
thing about it, but you could see
it in his eyes everytime he looked
at her. It wasn’t unusual that no
one ever kidded Ted about it.
Everyone liked him and every
one knew he was the sensitive
type.
But One
Fred Watson had never said
anything where others could
hear, but he had gotten in a word
or two from time to time. When
ever he caught Cissie alone, he
would say something nice about
Ted. He also had kind words for
Cissie whenever he was with
Ted and no one else was near.
He never suggested anything. He
was too smart for that. He just
passed a complimentary remark.
The office Christmas party was
scheduled this afternoon, how
ever, and Fred’s mind was else
where. He needed something to
“spike” the punchbowl. He had
done so for ten years and every
one knew about it, even the old
man. He’d never complained, be
cause there were two punch
bowls and everyone just waited
until Fred had his first glass of
punch before deciding where to
fill their glass.
Fred’s phone rang. It was the
wife, saying company was coming
by for a visit before dinner, T’U
take care of it right away,” he
said, happy for an excuse to run
his errand. “Going to shipping
for a minute,” he said to no one
in particular.
After an hour or so, the party
was off as usual. It seemed a
little happier than in previous
years, for some reason. There
was more singing, laughter, joke
telling. Even the old man seemed
more in the spirit of things.
Playing Santa
Things were running more true
to course when the time for
opening gifts arrived. The old
man played Santa, as usual, com
menting on each gift, “Say, that’s
nice, isn’t it? Who had your
name this year, Sam?”
When he came to Cissie’s gift,
he said, as he always did, “Let’s
see, now young lady. I’ll bet
there’s something nice in here
for you.”
Everyone knew what Cissie
was going to say, as she had
each year, “That’s a small box.
Maybe it is a gift certificate for
a good man.”
No one expected Fred to say
anything. But he did. “You
guessed it, young lady. It’s a
gift certificate for dinner and
dancing at the Purple Ballroom.
All paid for. Made out to Mr. Ted
Kagle and Miss Cissie Brown.”
You could have heard a pin
drop. The old man cleared his
throat. “Fred, you haven’t. . . .”
“I haven’t, sir, nary a drop.
On my honor, sir . . .’’
Cissie was waving the “certifi
cate” before the audience.
“Did you ever see such a novel
gift? Thank you, Fred. As for
you Ted, I warn you. I like to
dance for hours.”
Ted had found his voice, too.
“I’m not very good, Cissie, but
you’ll find I’m willing, and long-
lasting.”
Everyone applauded. Fred said,
“Let’s have another round of
punch.”
They did, hardly anyone taking
notice that Fred was not taking
his punch from the same bowl
he had favored earlier in the day.
“Luminarias and Pinatas
Possibly the two best known
ornaments from the Southwest
that have spread in popularity to
other parts of the country are
luminaries and pinatas. Lumin
aries are set on rooftops and
lawns. Once they were bonfires,
but in the interest of safety they
are now made by plunging a
large candle into a brown paper
bag of sand. The pinata is a
colorful and whimsical creation
of crepe and tissue papers made
into hollow forms to resemble
birds, animals, flowers — any
shape that comes to mind. The
pinata is filled with candy and
toys and suspended on a rope.
Blindfolded children get three
whacks each at trying to break
the pinata with a stick to make
the concealed treasures come
tumbling out.
For the Spanish descendants
who came to the Southwest by
way of Mexico, the Christmas
season begins with the Feast of
Our Lady of Guadalupe on De
cember 12th and continues
through La Navidad, Christmas
Day.
May the peace of that first
Noel shine brightly on you. May
its true meaning fill your heart and
home with love, understanding, happiness.
BAKER & BUDDIN
Insurance Agency
1114 Caldwell Street Newberry, S. C.
MAY THE HOLIDAY SEASON RING
IN HEALTH AND HAPPINESS
FOR YOU AND YOURS!
ZESTO DRIVE-IN
College St. Ext. Telephone 276-2965
“ROCKY ROAD” CANDY
Partially melt four milk chocolate bars (4% Oz. each) over
hot water; remove from heat and beat until smooth. Stir in 3 cups
miniature marshmallows and % cup coarsley broken walnuts.
Spread in buttered 8x8x2 inch pan. Chill until firm. Cut into
squares.
TO YOU
“May the Giver of Gifts give unto you that which is good,
that which is true; the will to help, the courage to do: a heart that
can sing the whole day through, whether the skies are gray, or
blue . . . may the Giver of Gifts give these to you.”
Sending wishes
your way for a Christmas
that’s everything you want!
Lominacks Hardware, Inc.
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W. H. Lominack Kirby Lominack
J. W. Longshore Ida D. Underwood