The Daily Alaska empire Newspaper, December 23, 1950, Page 17

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SATURDAY, DECEMBER 23, 1950 % REAL CHRISTMAS A AFTER ALL AND HERE I IS 1t is a sincere pleasure to remember our friends at Christmas with a few words » of greetings and good wishes. We are fioping your Christmas will be a happy, successful occasion, long to be remem- Juneau and Douglas Telephone Co. There Is No Substitute for Newspaper A dvertising! L ORE SN CCCRCRTRES By Dorothy Boys Kilian “This household is in for a lean ™V Christmas, all right.” Bill Robinson said bitterly to his wife who had just come into the living room, dressed for marketing. Seated in an easy chair, he looked disgust- edly down at his still-bandaged leg etched out straight on an otto- man, Margaret leaned ov her cheek against his. “It's enough us to see you getting well ain, honey. When I first saw ou - after at auto accident, I was plumb scared for your life.” Bill squeezed her hand. “You're a brick, dear. But we can't expect our three and five-year-old off- spring to understand that doctor and hospital bills have completely strapped us. Why we can't even ford @ let alone presents.” Ma as quiet for a second Then stood up and turning toward the door, said, “Speaking of the children, Bill, they're out the kitchen with their water color: and the two little Johnson g are with them. Mrs. Johnson had and brushed ret some last minute shopping to do,| and I knew you wouldn’t mind watching them again.” “OK.” Bill answered. the t I can do after the neigh- borly way they treated us through all this mess.” “I'll try to be home before your | Cub Scout group descends upon | you. Seven lively boys are a ter= “That’s | THE DAILY ALASKA EMPIRE--JUNEAU, ALASKA | rific handful, T know." [an the Voices from the kitchen broke “We've been worki o the silence. Judy Johnson every day at my hou: was saying excitedly, “I think I'm | for your children,” a second Cud oing to get a doll buggy.” burst in, “You should a doli Back came his own little Margie's | house. for Margie, and a doll bed answer, “I'm going to get a doll and a kitchen cupboard house.” “And for little Bill, guess what!" after school , making toys garage for his little cars and some big blocks, all sanded and waxed and everything Bill tossed his head to get rid of the drops of mist in the corners “What a swell bunch he managed to say. of his eyes. of fellow “But why PAGE THREE taught us how to use tools in the first place, aren’t you? And be- sides, we just like tne Robinsons!" He stopped suddenly, embarrassed, “Well, fellows,” Bill said, after a deep breath, “I certainly didn't think so a while ago, but this is How do you know?” The smallest boy couldn’t keep said “Oh, because I asked for one for quiet “A wooden sled, and a birthday last summer, and & 58 ~ Daddy smiled and said probably | one would come at Christmas. Bill winced. It had been so easy, | promising things for six months | \head, | Just then he heard Mrs. Johnson's icarty voice at the kitchen door Where's Mr. Robinson? I have omething here for him.” “Why not?"” the biggest Cub Good Cheer . . . “Oh, a Christmas tree!” The | GODd Pellowshxp A hrill voice of a child exclaimed. Mrs. Johnson was laughing as . he appeared at the living room door. “Did you hear, Bill? Yes, I went shopping for our tree, and | picked one up for you foll t the | ame time, It isn't so very tall, but | it's big enough to cheer you all up.” \ . ‘Best Wishes for Mrs, Johnson went on talking, to | Bill's embarrassment. “I'll all the youngsters over to my | e for awhile” And she was| ¢ ome neighbor!” Bill glowed. | New Year till,” his face clouded over, “That e may only point up the lac! much under it—" A loud commotion at the front | door drew his attention. ‘“Come on | in, the door’s not locked,” he called, | recognizing the voices of his Cub Scouts. A whirlwind of blue-clad boys swept into the room, their eyes sparkling with happy mischief. | “Oh, Mr. Robinson,” the smallest one shrieked, “We've just finished | Christmas and the Alaska Music Supply, Inc. ——— HARRY RACE, Druggist You're sure to find a little message of cheer from us to you. And with this greet- - ing comes our profound thanks for your loy- alty and friendship to us in the past. v May you enjoy the best of everything on this glad occasion of the year, Chrisjmgi FRED HENNING going to be one of the happlest 2, BEFORE CHRISTS And with everybody’s mind on Christ- mas, we particularly think of our : friends and potrons whom we have enjoyed serving this past year. We say to all of you, “May you have o verv cheerful and happy Holiday.” Harri Machine Shop, Ine. 12th and E Streets L e B e e T i T B B ey T St B B S e By e oy

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