The Daily Alaska empire Newspaper, December 20, 1936, Page 25

IN THE AIR, CHRISTMAS Oid Mr. Saddler had the most unigue and delightful ideas. Unques- tionably he was the happiest man ° in town, though he hadn't much . and lived in quite a modest way, in quite the smallest house. People loved to drop in for a chat. Old men came for a smoke by his fireside. Women brought their chil- dren to spend the afternoon when they were busy. Mr. Saddler wel- comed everyone as if he were a king in a palace. One snowy day when every foot- step creaked underfoot, and the whole world looked buried under white wool, several people on their way here and there dropped in to see Mr. Saddler. A bright fire crackled on the hearth. A green wreath hury; above the mantei- piece. There was a distinct smell of a rich pudding having been re- cently cooked. “This place has more Christmas about it,” declared one guest, “than any place I've seen. How do you do it? After all, there’s only one greea wreath.” “Well, T hardly know how to tell you id the host. “I guess it’s just that I feel Christmassy . . . and maybe it sort of fills the room like steam from a pudding. T know,” he smiled at them, “you think me pe- culiar at times, but it's what goes on in your heart that makes the outside you live in pleasant. And here's another thing. Laugh if you like, I shan’t mind. I lke to think that all the happy chimes of church bells at Christmas keep traveling around the world until it's time to ring them again. Why not? And the fine songs and anthems and all the joyous laughter of children. We ‘peak of planets being so many ‘light-years’ away from the earth . . and sound taking thus and thus a time to reach a certain place. Well then,” he smiled at them,” I guess I just sort of hear those thing Maybe I have a good receiving-set in my head. And perhaps I sort of. he waved a hand around, “broad- cast my happiness here. in this room.” . The guests nodded. “Maybe you do,” they said, “Anyho we feel chock full of Christma: - - . Red Potato KECSKEMET, Hungary.—A po- tato t is blood-red inside and of good flavor has been produced by Gyula Na a Kecskemet engincer. B - Rubber footwear exports from the United States in 1935 amounted to only 983 pairs, or 14 per cent of egate world exports. HOLIDAY PARTNERS Deck the hall with boughs of hoily, “Fa la la la la ia la Tis the season to be jolly, “Fa la la—o i Say, Jen, where's the star for the top? Dick Dartmouth smiles down at the girl who stood at the foot of the ladder. “How does it lock?” he|“Dear” instead of by name. asked. “Fine, Dick, it's almost like be- ing home,” she exclaimed, and then \Dear’s a { Doll Christmas Dear was really too big to play with dolls. Yet, when she said that| all she wanted for Christmas was q!‘ really nice doll, of course mama and everyone gave in. People always were nice to Des probably because Dear was so nice. That was why everyone called her| Such a doll, on Christmas morn- ing, with real eyelashes, and long surls. It could walk, talk, and sleep And it had a whole trunk of lovely her face sobered. “Here!” said Dick, and descend- ed. “Don't you dare let me down It's a darn shame that the whole school piled off for the holidays and left you behind with me, but still, if you hadn't stayed, what would I have done?” “And if you hadn't stayed, what would I? I couldn’t nearly afforc the trip home.” “But at least, Jemn, you have home,” he said wistfully “I knaw. I'd been thinking of that.” She straightened. *“Come on, let’s get through. What shali we do with the mistletoe?” “I'll take it.” He began twining it around a lamp fixture. “Do you know, Jen” he said musingly. “I'm surprised some of the other girls didn't invite you to visit them.” She was silent for a moment “They did, Dick. But I preferred to stay here with you.” “Honeéstly darling?” He laughed happily. “And I turned down three chances just to stay bhere with you.” And quite naturally he discoverec what to do with ine mistitoe — e Boy Tied to Brother Plays Hookey Again CROYDON, England, Dec. 20. — Unsuccessful measures of making an eight-year-old boy go to schoo. when he didn’t want Lo go we lined to a Croydon court by the fa- ther. “I have taken him to school my- self and to the police station™ sa the vexed parent. “I have stopped his food and belted him, anu he doesn’t take any notice “I even tied him to his elder brother for them 10 £0 10 5C100s W getber, but he cut the string, kick ed his brother, and hopped it.” - e Mr. and Mrs. K. H. Bishop ¢ Fort Pierre, S. D, rode 1,200 miles on horseback to Dallas, Tex., to visit their son, Billy Bishop, a rodec ride “!neither doll or trunk. “Why, Dea! dresses and shoes, and a little fur coat. Dear dashed down to see it first thing Christmas morning, and then, | lanche of work that had poured ir when breakfast was over, she got{upon him. The first pair of slip-} her wraps, dressed the doll in its fur coat, and set out with its trunk under one arm, and it in the other. ‘She’s so proud, she has to show t to her friends,” smiled mama. But when Dear returned, she had said mama, “where’s your doll?” “I gave it awa; Dear answered. ‘I do hope you won't mind. You see, T knew a little girl who had never had a doll in her whole life, and I wanted so to give her one on Christ- nas.” “But Dear, why didn't you say s0? We could have bought one that would have been good enough, and ou could have kept yours.” “That’s -vhy, mama,” Dear ex- dlained. “It had to be just the nic- >st doll ever, to be fun. And oh nama,” she cried, her fave beam- ng with happiness, “did you ever ee a poor little girl with her first ovely Christmas present?” Party Did Not Turn Out Awful Bad After All In spite of the gay music. thc Christmas atmosphere, Doris Brian miserable. For the first time in iis life Dick was neglecting her fo ome one else. Ever since the fire dance he seemed to have eyes and ars for just one person—.isurbu ‘erton, a visitor from Chiecago Doris couldn’t understand it; Bar- bara was not even pretty. But there was Dick, hanging on every word ne was saying, and leaving Dor mnoticed. Only yesterday he had been sug- esting that they get married. Ther as his writing; he had told he omething weuld come from it be ore long. Editors couldn’t keep say- ng “no” forever . But now hc cemed to have forgotten that she ven existed. Doris had heard oi nen growing suddenly infatuatec ike that . . . Snatching a wrap she hurried on n the veranda. She couldn't bea: he gayety another moment. Sud- lenly she felt herself whirlec 'round. .Dick had come quickly hrough the doorway. “I've got the vhole dope from her,” he was say- ‘ng excitedly. “I'm on the way tc iches. Don't you know she’ THF Barbara Overton who took firs vlace in the biggest contests lac vear—and, honey—she’s put mr on the track. I'm going to win bi monéy next year—you see if I don't Doris, are you willing to take o chance, and marry me right away— to make it a Christmas ‘wedding?” For THE SEASON and MAY JOY AND HAPPINESS BE YOURS ALL THROUGH THE COMING NEW YEAR « From D. B. FEMMER FEMMER’'S DOCK Each in His Own Way Every family has its own way of celebrating Christmas. Do you have the tree on Christmas eve or Christ- mas morning? It seems all wrong to me to take off its gifts at any other time than the dark early morning of Christmas itself. Yet I have a friend who considers that Santa Claus can only arrive in the candle-lit twilight, so that visions of sugar plums already seen, as well as those to be found in the stock- ings at-dawn, may dance through the heads of the young ones. Among my Christmas memories ¥ lare years when our household could not afford trimming a tree, FORTUNE FOUND ,an invitation to a Christmas din- .yner, for he had opened the little THE DAILY ALASKA EMPIRE, SUNDAY, IN BUCKLES ON CHRISTMAS SHOE Timothy Brown knew not a soul in Hartsburg well enough to merit shoe repairing cubby hole in the postoffice building only ten days previous to the holiday. And the little aurant served no turkey cither, for they had probably fig- ured everyone would be eating else- where Rather blue and unhappy, Timo- | thy slipped back to his workbench, | there to get caught up on the ava-| & pers—yes, he remember the pale, thin little girl that had brought) hem in. “My aunt bought them for 25 cents at an auction of second- hand things in the city and sent| them to me; but they do need re- pairing before I can wear them. But I've only 25 cents to my name could—would you repair them rovi 22 o+ that amount, Mr. Brown?” Of course, he assured her that iK‘ wouldn’t cost that—not to her, orl the sad and wistful eyes! “Why, I may be a shoe rebuilder‘! but if those buckles aren’t worth a fortune then I'd better get out of | ‘his business,” he shouted to the :mpty little room as he suddenly! discovered the winking little buckles were not of the dime store variety. Luck was with him when he sent 1 messenger for the poor girl own- 'r of the second-hand slippers, and 1t the jeweler’s home the pair were n luck—the expert in gems told! hem that the buckles would posi- ively remove the girl out of the Jauper class, for they were really worth a fortune. | Happy and merry Christmases nay come and go, but Timothy will: ever be lonely again, for the lucky | ittle girl later said “yes” to Timo- hy, not out of gratitude but be- ausz of love at first sight. e - ‘INSIDE" OF CHRISTMAS The large house interested Celia. | ere seemed little life within, nc ristmas decorations in the win- many dwellings on the lght a dim light in he back, with the early Christma ve twilight, heightened its drab-|® nes: ‘One may be excused for inquis- iveness tonight.” Celia led Ann, er roomate onto the porch. “This wuse, outside, looks gloomy but 10 more than is my heart. Tl admit being disappointed becaust f no opening, after our singing wdition over WCQ this afternoon.’ Celia, slipping to a side door, with \nn, began singing Christmas Car- ols. A door opened and a digni .led woman said: “Come inside girls, and sing. I'm Mrs. Ashby. There’s a piano, no opened since Beulah—" “We'll sing if you join us,” Celi answered. After singing, Celia toid of ambi ions for her voice and of the after 10005 disappointment. Girls, you have given m2 a happ. sre-Christmas eve and birthday s well. Many of my club mem sers have birthdays at this s0n ’lease come again, tonight, if vish. You're across the stree Celia and Ann, at home, werc 'ating, when, answering the tele- ohone, Celia swung Ann around -nto dizziness. “We're to report for a program ‘omorrow afternoon over WCQ! Someone not filling engagement! We'll practice on Mrs. Ashby's pi- ino. Let's decorate her windows with these wreaths,” Celia said. During the Christmas day pro- gram, dedicated to those with birthdays of the season, when Mrs Ashby’s name was mentioned, the announcer said: “Mrs. Ashby will enjoy this pro- gram. She called us last evening —asked that you girls sing for birthdays of her club mémbers— other members asked for you, too. Mrs. Ashby travels, gives of time and money to a shut-in club of which she is national president. NNV YNNEVZTS e =Y RN 2 PR AND BEST WISHES for a JOYOUS NEW YEAR JUNEAU LIQUOR STORE and JUNEAU ICE CREAM PARLORS PERCY REYNOLDS, Manager CHRISTMAS GREETINGS At this timely season, we wish to voice our apprecia- tion for your co-operation, which has contributed so ¢ |morning, and her mother must al- there was no mantelpiece for hang- Her daughter is the wife of a famed ing stockings. Some people might doctor in India. You probably will think that a combination to knock |have 2a permanent program for merriment into a cocked hat! They birthdays of listeners.” should have seen our excitement at | “Maybe that house interested me hanging a stocking from the back |Pecause, even though boards and of each chair, and the delighted |stone, human kindness, character, squeals when we discovered in the |202es through. Her windows look sc morning that Santa had filled the |Pretty, though, with our wreaths” chairs as well as the dangling hos- | Celia told Ann. iery with appropriate gifts. If they LSRR o o1 e il were cheap and the tinsel and holly| Woman Disclaims conspicuously lacking, only the w Dll II Ut . PI e Utopian Plan grown-ups knew it. There was always a box of dom- inoes in somebody's stocking, since| NASSAU, Bahamas, Dec. 20—Mrs my father liked to play. We usu- [Edwyn W. Tyrell-Beck said she ally spent Christmas morning in a|might buy some property here, but family game, and I have just this |she laughed at the idea of estab- momeng suspected. it wasn't the|lishing a lone island for persons children who started it! I've an-|tired of civilization. othe; friend whose father insists on| when her distant American rela- making popcorn balls Christmas | (jve, Austin Beck, of Swampsscott, Mass., sailed from New York to meet the English woman in Nassau, \ |he said they and her husband, Ma- 2 oy jor Tyrrell-Beck, would purchase hqnor Hld m Clnm-.h one of the coral cays in this vi- cinity and set up a Utopian re- AUGUSTA, Ga.—Police charged |treat. a negro with hiding an assortment i of liquor in a church for which he| The Grand Coulee dam across the was janitor, Columbia River will cost $63,000,000. ways fry sausage. So, Merry Christ- mas, each in your own way! much to our progress during the past years. We wish you a full measure of the season'’s greetings, a Happy and Prosperous New Year, and we express the hope of continued pleasant relationship throughout the New Year. JUNEAU WATER CO.