Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 60, Number 301, Decatur, Adams County, 22 December 1962 — Page 12

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Ike »v ' OVERWHELMED ... Wow! se«ms to be the reaction of these two young ladies as they view the huge collection of dolls at a New York doll show. A dress-a-doll contest was staged to provide dolls for Christmas distribution in lonely mountain areas.

—' — ... . ~ ~ -• . . W®FNml KsHe /.Ht * " / ' x .' •* * libOn^ F • V' r : + W®’' >• • • . *. ... • x•* W ' U>M » „ '<■ . ' / - wi ~> 1 • *• n H^H^^HHBHSz^/'-> v * • ill + • ’■ wflHlwSw ■ ak|/>^~ J / JS&F f %S I ~ - *” ' WwWf h The Holidays are here... with all their flurry, hurry, fun and frolic! In the midst of all the merriment and bustle, we want Ito make a special point of pausing in the days occupation to wish every one of our friends and their families all the joys offhe Holiday. Serving yo j. i- all has indeed made our Season bright and happy. The Krick - Tyndall Co. »■•, ;'. - ~ ♦ t' . ? \ • - . * o ;, ' . ' . - \ * < ’ ■ ■ - . f ! .

THE DECATUR DAILY DEMOCRAT, DECATUR, INDIANA

WL 1 Christmas is not complete with the traditional eggnog. Today it is possible to buy eggnog from the milkman or the corner grocer—or make your own as folks used to do. Here is a typical recipe:

NIGHT BEFORE > ’ A CHtWIMBS BYF.L. ROWLEY STRANGE and wondrous things are said to happen on the night before Christmas. And it seemed that everyone was in a jolly mood this evening. Everyone, that is, except Ralph Woodson. He couldn’t think of a single thing to be jolly about. His train was behind schedule, the weather was all fouled up, and his watch had stopped! The watch that had ticked so faithfully for thirty-two years! Why couldn't it have waited one more week? Then they could have retired together.! For the sixteenth time this eve-, ning he thrust it angrily into his vest pocket and called out: “Ben-; ford next!” A few passengers stirred. One man struggled down the aisle carrying a tightly bound Christmas tree. “Which way is it to the railroad station, officer?” he asked thickly. “I’m a conductor!” snapped Ralph. ‘And you’ll be in a railroad station in two minutes.” “You’re driving this bus entirely too fast,” said another fellow, shaking a lean finger at Ralph. | wl “I’m the spirit of Christmas Glee,” the man said. Ralph dodged him and went to j the aid of a woman who was I struggling with a suitcase. Too Late A fat little man got there first. After helping the woman he turned to Ralph with a twinkle in his eye and asked: “Have you the time, sir?” | “No I haven’t,” growled Ralph. “My watch stopped.” The chtjbby fellow clapped his hands to his jowls. “You’re watch stopped? On Christmas Eve? That’s terrible! That means you’re] unhappy.” “You doggoned right I’m un-j happy!” roared Ralph. “Besides having everything else go wrong! today I’m cooped up with a train' load of nuts! If it wasn’t snowing I’d abandon this rolling booby; hatch!” “Now, now, don’t get excited,”! cautioned the short one. “Everyone is in a holiday mood this evening, that’s all. Perhaps a few of these good people did stay too long at their office parties.” - "Not long enough to suit me.” “My, you ARE in a bad way this evening. How fortunate for you that I happened to board the train.” Question “And who are you?” asked' Ralph peering over his glasses. ' “Why I’m the spirit of Christimas Glee, that’s who.” Ralph took off his glasses and wiped his brow. He looked up at the ceiling. “Why does every-! thing have to happen to me?” he !groaned. “May I see your watch?” asked the little man. Ralph handed him the useless watch; then he turned and hurried into the next car. The little man did not follow him. Perhaps things would run more smoothly after they hit Bedford, thought Ralph. ! The stationmaster killed that hope. “Last bus is late,” he announced as the train Stopped.' “Must be caught in the snowstorm. Better light your pipe and set a spell, Woodson.” “This train’s moving on!” cried the conductor. “Don’t you realize !I’m an hour late already?” "But it’s Christmas Eve,” whined the stationmaster. ; “Sowhat?” | “So a bus load of good people will be stranded tonight if you pull out. ” I Back in Action Ralph entered the coach. The seat was empty—except for his well worn gold watch. He picked it up gingerly—then gasped. Thef second hand moved along at its! usual merry pace. Ralph hurried' to the next coachi he must thank the chubby little man. He en-. quired of several passengers if; they had seen the fellow. Some' looked blank, others simply shook their heads. Ralph never saw him again. A few minutes later he stood on the _ platform, watching the Bedford bus approaching through the drifts. As he fondled his watch Ralph felt like a different man, as if he hadbeen transformed by some special magic. Could there be anything to that ‘Christmas Glee’ bit, he wondered?

fllklF IT T V ( > \I BtaXJv ■ >nW 1' ifEARTH PEACE "’ring this Holy Season commemorating the Birth of 'he Child in Bethlehem, may you find the source of joy, d hope for peace eternal. MYERS HOME and AUTO SUPPLY "YOUR FIRESTONE STORE" Across the Street — East of the Court House

lr * r ■ ja A. jflUk ji|^H|W—_. • Mt > Ju ». / \A ■ r O--' • A \y\ < •» • AJ ? ji IV/) ’ / nW QI /II A iv» K 7— Chte chaenj tvijh for Christmas joy, though it’s repeated yearly, is ■' just as warm as it can be and meant "~ oh-so sincerely: IKappy holiday! z Z” — .

SATURDAY, DECEMBER 22, 1962