The Key West Citizen Newspaper, December 24, 1937, Page 9

FRIDAY, DECEMBER 24, 1937. THE KEY WEST CITIZEN tAnne’s Christmas Bonus Was for One Good Idea BRA RB RA RASA RAEI | HRISTMAS bonuses were al- \ .Ways given in accordance to | the value of suggestions writ- ten out and finally accepted at the offices of John Stone and company, and Lee Anne Foster wondered, dis- ‘gustedly, why she had thought of such suggestions after other girls shad already thought them up or why she couldn't think up something un- ‘usual enough to earn her special at- tention with the firm. There were only five more days until the yearly list of bonus recipients would be announced. That evening, back in her own room, seated at her desk, she sat staring at theWall. ‘She fidgeted with her pencil, almost praying for inspiration—what could she suggest to be done in the office or in the ‘business that would increase either efficiency or business? Her eyes were staring straight into a huge Pot of four-leaf clovers that she had brought back from the country when she had visited her parents on the farm during last vacation. “The Four Leaf Clover Line’— why—why not? She jutted down the idea as it all came tumbling through her mind—in the manufac- turing end of the business, create a breakfast nook or kitchen line all with four leaf clover motif, giving a cook book with its cover simply plastered with actual four leaf clov- ers, shellacked—a line especially to attract the newly wed trade. ‘Why, I could furnish the four leaf clovers for the first few books and maybe Mr. Stone would put a four leaf clov- er under the seal of that new style wedding certificate he gives free to each bridal pair of customers—who ” Lucky for Stone and company but Just as lucky for Lee Anne, for as the Christmas day bonus for her sug- gestion was handed to her, she also received the first such contract ever known—for all the four-leaf clovers she could grow within the next year. Luella B. Lyons. © Western Newspaper Union, TRG RANAEARARARTRTRTRAP Christmas Is Birthday of the Prince of Peace PRGRARARARA RARER AREAS HE sound cf a children’s | quarrel broke the Christmas afternoon quiet. Mrs. Steele put aside the bits of tissue and rib- bon she had bden collecting, and called her three sons to her. “Boys,” she said, “I have one more Christmas gift for you.” They gathered around her in excited an ticipation. “It was the very fi gift mentioned when the Christ Child was born—” “Gold, mother?” asked the eldest eagerly. “No, Franklin. Someth more precious. Peace. earth,’ remember? Good wil dom forgotten. at Chri. peace too often is.’* “But how can you give us peace?” cried the second in disappoint “I can’t be sure, son. No person alone can guarantee peace, but ev- eryone can help. Right now I can show three boys how foolish it is to quarrel.” “How, Mother?” “Franklin, you are stronger than your brothers. You could ta’ toys. But suppose thi g’ far all the toys will be broken, an: will have quarreled for nothi “But suppose they first?” “Wouldn't it be better tc all play together and all er than to fight?” “Ts that the way with r too?” “Exactly. Wars le: worse off than bef “But don't people want pea Mother?'’ “Wanting is not everyone who w: something to brir Christmas will re: birthday of th s the’ coming of “Pea will to me © We: take m AE REAR RA RARE As Little Santa Claus Canary Was a Success EEATARARARARARASAE EARS V 71TH Christmas so near and no money for a gift- for Nedda Langley, his sweet- heart and inspiration for compos- ing, and now this cold rainy day, Carl Woods felt very low spirited. Then he saw the little bird out- side the window. He opened the window—the bird flew in and hed on the piano where it quite at home. Standing by o wondering what to do with or, Carl let his fingers wan- der over the keys. “Tweet tweet” said and then began to sing Intensely interested, Carl ed playing and as long as he the*bird sing. > Suddenly realizing he was playing something he had never heard be- fore, Carl began making note of what he had been playing. Growing chilled, he arose to close the win- dow he had left open. To his sur- prise, the bird was gone, nor could it be found in the room. He couldn’t remember when he had last heard it singing. \Where could it be? Looking across the court of the apartment building he noticed in the window opposite, a bird cage, and ry ¥ hopping around on the Although the window ed now, it must have been and the bird had taken » of its freedom. j t it was the same bird | ad visited Carl, he and Nedda | s felt it was and called it ie Santa Claus” for it had brought happiness and prosperity, | for Carl's composition was accepted | n advance payment made.— Tanner Dillin. ern Newspaper Union, No Extras this operation go- me?” about $200.” , look here, Doe, I don’t fancy hemstitching for t plain sewing’ll do.” hei stmas Smoke (ree i sl bs HERE was not to be any Christmas tree at the little church at the head of Smoke Creek that year; and of the several families who lived there, not more than half were expecting Santa Claus. .The dark days had left the dismal little valley or hollow even more gloomy than it had been in better years, when the mines across the ridge in the next hollow gave some employment to the heads of the families of Smoke Creek. Jim Knox, who lived at the very head of the stream, was perhaps the most unhappy of all in He Noticed Something Like a Card Tacked on Hathway’s Door. little “settlement.” His wife and only child, a 8on of seven, had died, and his nearest neighbor was Joe Hathway, a bitter enemy with whom he had had many difficulties. So that lonely night of Christmas eve as Jim sat before the open wood fire, with the light of blazing hick- ory logs his only company, he was not without fear for his own safety— he knew Joe Hathway had threat- ened his life. As he sat dreaming his eyes hap- pened to rest upon his rifle standing 4m the corner of the log room. “‘That gun or Joe Hathway's will some @ay tell the tale,” he said to him- self. He meant that one day, like so many others down the lonesome stream, either he or Joe would go —and using a common mountain ex- pression, “‘with his boots on.” He did not care much if it should be himself; life had come to mean but little for him. While Jim was thus dreaming, Joe Hathway sat in another log cabin but a few yards down the ream. By chance Joe’s attention was called to a book on a shelf. The school texcher had given it to his daughter who had died from IN SEASON i / | al iS. ea Santa—Stick "em up! Believe Anima!s Fall on Knees A superstitious notion prevails in the western part of Devonshire, England, that at 12 midnight Christ- mas eve the oxen in the stables al- ways fal) on their knees. You don't re land—you hire it. LLOITAPILIIIDITOSELIOLI LIL II OIL OOOO SH y, iy ae. , Me epidernic on the creck. The title | appealed to him—“The Christmas Carol.” He took the book and be- gan to read. Page after page and chapter after chapter, he read on. It was the first book Joe had ever read. It filled him with new visions and new ways of thinking. He read on till midnight and had been so impressed that he decided to read a chapter from the Bible before going to bed. By mere accident the chap- ter was one on the birth at Bethle- hem. its teaching overpowered him —he had found the more abundant life. ees On Christmas morning when Jim Knox went out to the spring for a pail of water he noticed something like a card tacked on Joe Hath- way's door. He saw no smoke from the chimney. Taking in the water, cautiously he approached Joe's cab- in door, and read the note which said: “Dear Jim: You will find me gone. I was reading some last night in ‘The Christmas Carol’ and in the Bible. I read that verse that told of peace and good will to man. Said to myself, ‘My family is all gone—the last was Mary. She left the book to get me on the right track. There’s nothing in this hol- low for me any more. Maybe I can find work by New Year's over on Cedar Creek.’ You and I never could get along. So to make things better for us both hereafter I am leaving at daybreak. And Jim as I say ‘Good-bye,’ I also wish to say, ‘Peace on earth good will to men.’” And as another result of ‘The Christmas Carol” two mountaineers were better men, and though they had no Christmas cards or presents, and no holiday programs, the pines on the hillsides seemed a bit green- er and the music of the streams seemed sweeter. © Western Newspaper Union, fireplace and gazed moodily at the blazing Jogs, as the sparks spiraled upward. Outside flakes of snow beat against the window pane to the chime of the church bells ringing peace and good will to all the earth, “Peace,” Tom muttered. “Was there such a thing on earth? Not for him, anywa: He had staked everything on his boy. Been both father and mother to him—given him the advantage of the best schools, with a law partnership waiting for him in his own office; and what did he get? “Sorry to disappoint you, Dad, but I don’t seem to be cut out for law. Sally and I want to find happiness in our own way. I mean to buy the old Wormley farm and Sally and I will be married there, in our own home, Dad, on Christmas eve.” Young Tom had choked a bit as he saw the look on his father's face —‘I'm sorry, Dad; I do appreciate all you’ve done for me, ‘but the hand writes and moves on,’ and it’s all settled. Be a good sport, Dad, and come to our wedding and give us your blessing.” But he had turned on his boy. “Never!” he cried. “See my son married to a cheap dancer; a common”—Young ‘Tom’s face was white.. “Stop, Dad, or I might forget you are my fath- er’—and he had rushed out of the house. That had been three long months ago. An eternity for him. He had been too hasty; had been governed by his prejudices. One couldn’t measure the present generation by the one of his day. Tom, Jr., was no fool; he should have trusted him to do the right thing; what right had he to interfere; to say how any life should be lived? Suddenly he wanted to have a share in the joyfulness, He reached for his hat, but remembered it was too late for shopping, but there was his check book. What if Tom re- fused his tardy-offering? The eager look died. There was a loud ringing of the door bell and the sound of rushing feet—the door was flung open. There was Tom, looking just like he used to when he came to him for comfort. “Dad, we just have to have you. Salty sent me to bring you. It’s Christm Sr., held out his arms. disappoint Sally, son.”" @ Western Newspaper Union, T= MADSEN sat beside the ; tcc rea fe 2 tt | x | Two Men In Nelda’s Life t a thing in Eng- Récx was so ASP good-looking, so friendly, so amusing, that it was a de- light to be with him. Bill was tall, brown and unsmiling. He erected a barrier that said ‘You shall not pass.’ | . | | VFVIOTVTAOITOTTILFCILCAIILIALCISLALLELILLLLAALLLEAL LALA LEE CO LPOMLILIT iI TMIOI SII SF, j | | ——_------- | 68 S. W. 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