Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 43, Number 301, Decatur, Adams County, 22 December 1945 — Page 12

This Completes Ow Christmas We do not consider oir Christ* M ** CONFUTE UNTIL WE HAVE EX- - rrrefl pressed ovr Season's Greetincs to U1 |id THOSE WITH WHOM WE HAVE BEEN Lift ASSOCIATED IB THE FAST YEARS. It kg Ift CUES VS A CREAT DEAL OF FLEASI'HE If* Ul TO EXTEND THUE GOOD WISHES RE ll* Pl CAUSE WE KNOW THE VALVE OF y FRIENDS LIKE YOU. f GERBER MEAT MARKET ' COMPLIMENTS gSf ~ OF THE SEASON * And ell gond wifhei for 0 Merry ~V American Christmas • May 1946 Bring You Health and Prosperity Every Day in The Year. LINN'S CLOTHING AND SHOES 4 hoppy holiday season and for even more success in the years to come May your every dream be realized in the New Year. I . —J WALL’S BAKERY IT'S TIME _ FOR OUR Vo) ffl/ Steury Locker Service

Vfaistmas ■fjffiz ~. jojK'. -X JSLft-re/Wny A DRIZZLING rain seeped through Mike Dunean's threadbare roat and soaked him to the skin. Snow had preceded the rain that afternoon and the going was pretty tough. He wearily trudged along, endeavoring to keep OJ* of the way of reckless herds of lastminute Christmas shoppers who thought of him only as a bar to their progress. Ordinarily Duncan would not have thought of his wet skin, his tattered clothes, or even of his empty stomach. They were all part of life on the road-but this night was different. It was Christmss Eve. It must have been the holiday aea* son—why else would someone thrust a fifty-cent piece into his hand and nil JU < ■ wt Vitft \ It "Are yog sere that's aU yaw wont?” then vanish into the shadows? He could only murmur a grateful "Thank you, sir, and a merry Christmas to you" before the donor disappeared into the swirling crowd. Duncan reached into his left pocket, pulled out two dimes and five pennies, laid them with the halfdollar in the palm of his other hand and stared at his entire fortune of seventy-five cents. He smiled sardonically when it occurred to him presently that the building in front of which he stood was the United States Mint. He turned and, with a laugh that had a hysterical ring to it, jingled his handful of coins. His mirth attracted the cop who had been standing on the corner watching him. The officer said to him in a brogue so thick that it could have been eut with a knife, "Move on. blasht yet” Mike wandered off down a deserted side street, clinking his money. After about an hour of aimless roaming through endless alleys, bo found himself directly opposite a brightly decorated restaurant. He crossed over and from sheer curiosity looked in the window. There were only two patrons inside—an elderly man and woman seated at a front table who were avidly devouring with much relish a whole roast turkey with all the side dishes. Duncan's mouth began to water—his stomach seemed hollow—he felt his legs go weak, and his ever-pres-ent hunger was getting the best of him. Suddenly he remembered the seventy-five cents. He thought quickly. A bed for the night at a flophouse would cost fifteen cents—that would leave him sixty. He decided to go in and order a roast turkey sandwich. He gave his hat a few deft pats and opened the door. He hung his battered hat and eoat where he could grab them in case of an emergency, and made himself comfortable at a table in a corner. Duncan knew that his appearance was none too prepossessing and that a waiter would not dash up to someone from whom he could not get a tip. After a while a vinegar-faced man deigned to come to him, "What'il you have?" he asked, stifling a yawn. "A hot roast turkey sandwich," replied Duncan. "On toast or rye bread?" "Rye." "Anything else?" Duncan shook his head. "No, nothing else." "Are you sure that's all you want?" "Yes, that's ail. Just a roast turkey sandwich,'* The waiter returned with the order. placed it before him, shook his head wonderingly and withdrew. Duncan virtually devoured the sandwich in three bites. He delicately wiped his mouth with a napkin, then beckoned the waiter. "Check, please." he said. "Check?" "Yes, the check." Duncan raised his eyebrows. “But there is no check." "No check? What do you meanno check?” "There are none tonight. This Is Christmas Eve. Didn’t you see the sign in the window? Customers can I order anything they want, ft's on the house. You're the only guy who 1 didn't order the whole darned menu. , Well merry Christmas," he added. Duncan's jaw dropped. His ga.se fell on the half-dollar, two dimes and five pennies still clutched in his hand. Slumped in his chair, fatal eyea followed the back of the re-

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CHRIgMAS »m«. The aroma of Yule logs burning... gay holly wreaths .. tinseled Christmas tree by the fire place... beribboned gifts and whispered conferences ... Christmas stockings... the eager anticipation of children awaiting Santa .•■ the Christmas dinner in all Its traditional giory ... the associations of loved ones ... the greetings of friends and the goodwill of ail... the feeling of deep contentment and satisfaction brought about by the combination of these pies** ing thoughts ... that's Christmas, American stylo. May it forever be so and may this Christinas be the typo of Christmas you treasure so preciously, this is our Yuletide wish. The Krick-Tyndall Co., Inc.

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