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old. I am a cood box.
TOO to pleaae bring me a
fttfcyii, oow'bojr antt and train.
- Your friend,
ROBERT YATES.
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North Wllkesboro, N. C.
Route o^e.
‘ Dear Santa:
I am a little girl seven years
old. I go to school most every
day. I have a little sister three
years old. Please bring us a doll
and doll bed and plenty of candy,
oranges and nuts. Don’t forget the
other little boys and girls.
With love,
WANDA AND FANDA HINCHEU
Dear Santa Claus;
I am a little girl four years old.
I want yon to not forget me at
Chrismas.
I’m smart and I want you to
bring me a big ball, a teddy bear,
plenty of candy, nuts and
dlges.
I have a little brother lour
months old. Don’t forget him.
Your little friend,
KATIE LOU MATHIS.
. North Wllkesboro, N. C.
December 21, 1943.
Dear Santa;
We are not asking lor muqh
this year because we know the
war Is bad.
My brother and I want two
guns, a machine gun and some
clothes—boots and pants. We also
want candy and oranges and good
things to eat. We are going to
hang up one stocking this Christ
mas. We already have a pretty
Chistmas tree up.
Love,
DAVID AND DANIEL NICHOLS
Hendrix, N. C.
Dear Santa Claus:
We are two little boys, age six
and seven years, and we both go
to school. Mrs. Miles Is our
teacher.
We want you to plea.se bring us
a wheelbarrow, a pencil box and
hammer each. We have a little
sister. Her name is Brenda.
Please bring her a doll and doll
bed; and don’t forget some can
dy, oranges, and nuts.
Your little friends,
GARY AND JERRY HAMBY.
^P. S.—Please don’t forget all
Iboys that are in the service.
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Veuso Partly Frozen
New Bern, Dec. 21.—As a rare
occurence for this area, Neuse
river was partly frozen over here
during the week-end.
NOnOE OF SALE
North Carolina,
Wilkes County.
Under and by virtue of a pow
er contained In a certain order of
the Superior Court of Wilkes
county. North Carolina, therein
•.ppolntlng the undersigned sub
stitute trustee to take the place of
J. M. Brown, Trustee, who was
named trustee m a certain deed
cf trust executed by C. J. Lam-
ieth Brtid wife, Anna Lee Lam-
betii, 8Bd recorded In the office of
the Register of Deeds of Wilkes
County in Book 154, page 512, to
secure the payment of debts men
tioned. and default havinf, been
made in the payment of said In
debtedness and demand having
been made on me for the sale of
said property for the satisfaction
of skid Indebtedness, I will, on! the
87th day of December, at 1:00
Hb'clock, p. m„ at the courthouse
door In Wllkesboro, North Caro
lina, offer for sale to the highest
^der, for cash, the following de-
imiibed reel estate, to wi^
Lying and being In Edwards
■township, Wilkes County, North
CaroUna, in the village of Roar
ing River, end more particularly
described and defined as follows;
FIRST TRACT — Bounded on
the South by the lands of Jonah
Porter; on the East by the lands
of Lynette Salmon;; on the North
by the lands of John Parks; on
e West by the lands of Coleman
d Childers, formerly owned by
uarlTe Greenwood, which lands
■e the old mill site. This bonnd-
y contains I# acres more or less.
SECOND TRACT—Bounded on
North by the lands of the
:e Power Company; on the
Jt by the lands of L. W. Smlth-
and the road from Roaring
’er up to Gordon Mills, Inc.: on
e South by the lands of Mon
roe Mathis and on the east by the
lands of Joe Burchett, containlug
>ne acre more or less and on
rhleh Is located a 5 room house.
This the 27th day of November.
JOHN R. JONES,
Substitute ’l^uitee
12-2 3-4t t
FUNfWI. SERVICES
COMP cTE IN EVER'- DL-TA'L
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C HRISTMAS EVE. entranei
drive of a huge aphrbnent buiUii>
ing. Shorty Cavendish huddled in a
vain attempt to protect himself from
the cold. His normally genial face
was pinched and drawn, and his roly-
poly body shuddered Ss the win J
bit throuA bis pitifully Inadequate
clothing.
Shorty was broke. For six weeks
now he had been tramping toe
streets, hoping and praying to find
a lob. Only the.day before he had
been turned out of bis rooming
bouse, his clothing and other pos
sessions confiscated by a sharp-
tongued landlady.
Yet what bothsred him even
more was the gnawing emptiness in
toe pit of his stomach.
It was then-his attention turned
to the two men on the come^ For
some time they had stood regarding
him, the younger man sometimes
gesturing his way, the older one
shaking his head. Shorty shrugged.
Maybe they were plainclothes of-
flrers. Anyway, he was going tp
hit them for a dime.
He approached the men. • “Do
you happen to have an extra dimSb
Mister?”
The older man reached into his
pocket, drew forth a bill and hsnit
ed it to Shorty with a smile. "Mer
ry Christmas.” he said, then turned
away.
Shorty stared at the bill, his heart
In his throat Five dollars. The man
must have made a mistake. But
when he looked up his benefactor
had melted into the crowd.
Shorty remained undecided for a
moment then turned and walked aa
swiftly as his half-frozen feet would
permit toward the restaur ant.
Through hla mind were racing won
derful dreams.
He merged .with the crowd in
front of a toy shop, felt himaelf
Januned tightly against the display'
window. A small boy and girl stood
beside him. their noses pressed to
the cold pane, staring in mingled
awe and anticipation at the big red
wagon on display. Then he noticed
the woman who stood behind them.
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Pressed the prectons five-detlan
bni Inte her band.
She was shabbily dressed, anw on
her face was a look of despair.
The little girl glanced back, eyes
shining. "Do you think Santa will
bring us that wagon, MamaT” she
asked. "That’s all Jimmy and 1
want. Just that wagon.’’
The woman tried to smile. 'Tm
afraid not, derling.”
Shorty suddenly realized that ha
was free to go on. Still be besitatod.
"But, MSma,” the boy pleedad,
“we wrote to him. We told bloi
where we live now ...”
Shorty stepped forward ImpuJ-
tively. "Pardon me. Madam,’’ be
murmured, pressed the preeioul
flve-doilar bill into her hand, and
walked quickly away. Not, how
ever, before he heard her gasp of
delight.
He stood on the curb, unaware ol
toe freezing wind, as happy aa ha
ever been In hla life. Tonight
he would sleep in the city Jail . . .
a common tramp. But tonl^t ue
had done something of stolch he
would always be proud.
A hand settled on his shoulder.
He turned, recognized toe gray-
haired man who had given him the
money. For an Instant Shorty wai
frightened.
’Tm sorry, sir.” he said. “I want
ed to teU you of your error right
away, but you left before I could.
I haven’t the money now.’’
The man smiled. “Don’t worry
over that.” he said quietly. “It
wasn’t an error.”
"Then, what . . -I”
“My companion and I made you
the subject of a wager,” the man
explained. "He claimed the flrat
thing you would buy if you put
your hands on some money would
be a bottle of liquor. I disagreed.
After we saw what you did do with
It. we couldn’t just walk away.”
His eyes played briefly over Short^f
fat little figure, and he cleared hlS
throat. “Our lodge is giving a party |
temigbt for some children from toe
aearview Orphanage. We need a
man to act as Santo Claus, and «
you don’t mind my saying so. you d
take toe part splendidly. ARef
that we could arranp.to give ^
ban. Would you be iBteres^T
•* .^terested?” ShorV
‘■HlrtiT.” .he w“f
jurt oflered me a ticket to heaven.
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Gunfire is shattering the air below—the enemy objective is only a few moments
away. A turmoil of thoughts follow each other within a lone American boy’s mind.
They’re distinct and sure. They’ve been nurtured &11 hjs life iti the uncloiided althot-
phere of rightness and decency. In the midst of roaring motbVs and tense anticipating
of hairbreadth escape, the boy’s eyes are calm, his hands unfaltering in performance. He
feels strangely at peace. It is Christmas night!
The remembrance of past joys on this beloved anniversary are engraved forever in
his heart. And now, at this important life-or-death moment, they have a reassuring ef
fect. The belief in his hopes arises from his strengthened faith. More than ever before
in his life, he is “alone with God”. And his increased power growing out of his great
faith is such that no enemy can vanquish!
We, safe in our gay. Christmas-cheered homes, canmatch our faith to his. We MUST
do that, or deny loyalty to the freedoms for which he’s fighting. We MUST and WILL
buy War Bonds and MORE WAR BONDS—until Victory!
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