The Daily Alaska empire Newspaper, December 21, 1930, Page 10

'd On A We Widow i the help of farm ar al nobody. cver hea managed to grow good crops husband he had before her ad died and attrac young woman whose » would have been guessed some- re in the early ti She plump, good-natured and g y liked in the commu mehow came to be call Widow Millie by the neighbors who used the name as much to ess their kindly feelings as to stinguish her from oth: people. Bob Ramsay and Jim Walden were both eligible widcwers and ch owned a quarter 1 of { land adjoining Widow Mil- land, cne on tf and cne on the cast. Each scemed trifle more than . everything go 1anch and neit! in the proffer of to help. To do quired a call and averse to calling on Tom Moulton was a timid, bashful bachelor who L‘ou'.:ii blush better than he could t } in the presence of ladies. He own ed a good ranch and was one of piece of note paper protruding from one cof them. She pulled it out hastily and excitedly read hang- “Widow Millie: I have hung shen wall just over |these stockings up here for you. I r of ladiss’ s want you to fill them and wear them tomorrow. I have hung up a ‘pair for myself at home. I will werd to ave departure Millie went but the most farmers cemmunity. He was good and very obliging. He was we likcd but no one believed that 1in | the ste managed | £tec ersation an it goin e ever muster the cours 'neral direction | fill them and wear them over here prcpose marriage to any woman tors fidgeted and squirm i | tomorrow noon. The preacher and| He often slipped over to the wid- that the other weuid his wife will be with me. T fixed| ow's f@m, to sec Mike, of course.|)cayve. Millie was sure that Tom wa up eyerything else at 'the court~ He gaye his farm adyvice to Mike. Sha could h t house this afternoon. I can farm better if I do not have to cook! ¥ou can cook better if you do not have to farm. This is an honest »| offer, from Tom.” | It would be hard to describe the| Scmetimes he exchanged work with Mike and on these accasions there was an oxtra white cloth on the table and the biscuits had an extra flakiness. Tom lik: Tom ate the biscuits me over the nex Christmas dinner This was the signal for here? Going closer she opserved 2 1T :IIIIIIIMHIlmlllllIIIIIIIIIIIIlll’lllllllllllfllll!II!llIIIIIIHIHIIIIIIII|!|IIII|IIIIIIllilIIlllIIIIIIIIIIllI!llIHlIIIlIlIIlIlII’IIIlIIlllllul|llIIIllllIllllllIIIIIHVIII;IIIIIIIII ALASKA STEAMSHIP COMPANY mnnnnuua T e R R T LR TR T WE EXPRESS APPRECIATION AL TR T I LTHTT LT LT LU L MU ORI T LN IN GRATEFUL APPRECIATION OF YOUR GOODWILL WE WISH YOU ALL THE JOYS OF THE HOLIDAY SEASON. . WE ENTER > THENEW YEAR WITH A DETERMINATION TO EXCEL. PAST EFFORTS TO PLEASE YOU WHOSE FRIENDLY BUSINESS HAS HELPED MAKE OURS A SUCCESS. R R R R R & llllllllll"lllllllllllIll[lIllllllllllllr lllll‘.fllllllllllIlllIllIIIIIlIII ALASKA STEAM L T T T T T T DT O T T T T Ill}l“_'ll’l?lIllII’!IIIlllIII’IIfl!I|l|Il?lIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlIIIIIII||IIl|I SHIP C(O |I|ll]lllllll|“5| THE DAILY ALASKA EMPIRE, SUNDAY, DEC. 21, fto b HHIT HITHITTHET 1§ 1L 1930. ligs mind. At first she was indig- She resented it as an im- 1ts that raced through Mil- pertinence. “He had his nerve,” she said almost aloud a dozen times, bat she smiled when she thought that nerve was the very thing that Fom supposed not to have. She liked Tom, and if he had come cut beldly and proposed in the usu- &1 way che did not know what she would have done. She took up the \note again, but> she could only see was the last lipe—"this is an honest offer, from /Tom’” It smote her with s stralghtforwardness = and “He is hopest,”. she said elf. She resolved first one thing and then another, but always came back to that last lineethe ho offer, The last line won, When Tom, the preacher and his wife arrived, ' Widow Millie -had the stockings filled and dinner was well under way. The minister’s wife finished it. Bob and Jim were simplic Im»nmr for the ceremony, and of course they stayed for their Christ- mas dinner. e ———— A Belated Christmas Christmas should be a happy time for yery ope, but in Ruth Kenfield's heart there was little cheer. FEvery one seemed to be receiving gifts, she thought, as she corted the mail in the little sub- urban post office. She had receiv- ed a goodly number herself even now, the day before Christmas. But although there must be many beautiful gifts in the unwrapped ones, the one gift for which she { had looked for three years, a lettes or just a card, had never come, Three years ago she had been certain that before Christmas Ned }Traversc would ask her to marry him. But Christmas had come and | gcne anc¢ he had not spoken. Then she heard that he had gone to South America. Just yesterday she | heard that he was again in a neighboring city living at his old | club. work as postmistress, that had been given here, for.the last few years _would Hhave indeed Dbeen lonely. But how she wished that she might go with the letters which. she had just, given to the man for the night air mail, and ences. Feeling around in the storage nothing, her hand struck a loose board. Then she felt something like @ letter. Prying. it loose she held if up to the light, and to her astonishment she saw that it was addressed to her, “I am sailing for South America in two jeeks and shall expect an answer before I leave. No answer will mean ‘no’ to me.” Then she saw it wast post-marked three years before. Ruyshing to the telephone she called the club in the neighboring city and ‘heard the dear, familiar voice. It might be a belated Christ- mas letter by several years, but both Ruth and Ned agreed the next day that it was “Better late than never.” - HOW TO LIGHT THE TREE To combine in equal proportions red and green lights of equal brightness on your Christmas tree is an assual on the eyesight. The result suggests traffic signals gone mad. Two parts of green to one of red may be used more effectively. fly inte new scenes and experi-| box to be sure that she had left| <AA Christma; Box From Home labe] with the inseripfion “Lois | Smith, Argyle Apts.” signed for and the expressman gone, Lais sat | down on the floor to tear off the wrappings. Inside she found a storc |of gayly wrapped packages. The first contained a knitted tie. F'even’s sake!" she said, and opened the second one. It contain- ed home made candy. “That,” she thought, “is more like it.” The next parcel contained handkerchiefs, a neat “L, 8. in the corner, only— | they were men’s handkerchiefs. The | other item, she could tell, was fruit cake and under it she found what ‘she was looking for—a letter. “My Dear Son Louis,” it began. | “Fleven’s’ sake,” said Lois, “Of | course! It's for Louis Smith.” | Now if all Lois Smith and Louis | Smith had had in common had | been their surname and their :choice of an apartment house, it gwould have been relatively simple for Lois to take the box upstairs and explain. But they had also shared 51 full moons and 45 other moons, some 80 odd shows and several Sunday afterncons in the park. They had shared secrets and tea in Lois’ apartment; a promise, several kiss- es, and one quarrel. So now they were mutually miserable, sharing a pride that forbade attempting re- conciliation. Lois put the things back in the ’box‘ Jjiggled the candy to hide that three pieces were gone, and retied the tinsel bows. Then she carried She had been grateful for the| The package bearing a holldny\ it upstairs to Louis Smlth’s apart- ment, knocked and ran back down, where she locked her door and threw herself across her bed to A knock on the door roused her. She opened it to a handsome young man. “Lois darling!” he eried. “Well?” “It was so wonderful of you—" “What was?” “Oh, don’t pretend. I was just coming in and saw you running down. And then of course, I found the candy and the—" “But didn't you find the letter?’ “What letter?” He stooped down. “Is this it?” She nodded. “I must have drop- ped it.” “Oh,” he said. “My mistake, sor- b o Fu3 She watched him go and then ran after him. “It isn't your mis- | take, Louis. I've made some candy, and—I—knitted you a tie leng agc.” Connors i | Yuletide Joy --as the bells of Jolly Old Kris come tinkling across the sky bringing joy and gladness to so many homes--we pause for a moment to wish you, our customers and our friends, every happiness and thank you for any serv our privilege to % ice it has been render. Motor W\, 27 W e 22 Y Y AN, N\ / IS e