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Show I "Tft,. ' fiLhtma -- Xmm ' , w , . , Jim jwwfiw Poor old Santa's had four pretty discouraging Christmasses. AH over the world, the boys were away from. home.. and all over the world their families were missing them like anything. How on earth can you make a good Christmas for people when they're worried and lonely? No matter how hard he worked at presents to cheer them up, the one present that everyone in the world wanted was When 1915 dawned, Santa said to himself: "We've This Christmas must be - just COT to make it this year. a good Christmas. ..with the boys safe, millions of them back home, and everything happy and cheerful again ! "i- - ' 'So there he sat at the North Pole, looking down over the scene of battle . . . watching and hoping, and praying, like everybody else. He watched the battles over Europe i breathed a sigh of relief a D Day started the smash toward VE. Then came VE itself. But that triumph was tempered by what was going on around the other side of the world. How long would the Japanese war last? Gloomy predictions-o- ne year, two years outnumbered hopeful ones. And then, suddenly like a bob from the blue came VJ Day. The war was over! s--- with I and literally So Santa rolled up his sleeves and went to work to make this, in millions of homes, the best Christmas in the memory of man ! And we at Penney'a, who have always been Santa's assistants in a big way, have been working like beavers to provide the things that will complete this merriest of 'ferry Christ masses with gay, useful, welcome presents! Maybe not everything that ( everybody wants (even the Santas couldn't accomplish THAT!) but certainly enough for a wonderful Christmas! f HOLIDAY V SEASON s.a assess i hr, an "? around the hotel dining room on Christmas Day, "is that modernism and Christmas just don't go to- 3 PEACE. And he couldn't do much about that-- "T'HE DECEMBER 1945 teiffifejl - I THURSDAY, HELPER. UTAH i ' tf , ukUfi 'OkvJ "fc w' Her face felt as stiff as a hardened jelly mold from holding the smile she was determined not to relax, and internally she was positiveemuly wound up from the effort to late the rest of the gay, noisy people who were here instead of being at home where Alice thought they should be on that day above all others that has made your fcwn fireside the place you most like to be. While they waited for the entree she and William were alone, sitting at opposite ends of the long table watching their children dance. Each one had been permitted a guest ol his own age, but Alice's eyes were Bill focused on her tall, girl, and his slim, Rosemary. Bill would soon be eighteen, that was why he fixed her attention. William came over and sat beside her. "Happy, Alice?" he said, and covered her hand with his. She returned his smile. After all, this spree was costing enough to dark-haire- d golden-haire- d have bought three or four turkeys for home consumption. "You were right, dear," she said. "The youngsters love it." THE QUEST OF HAPPINESS I the ultimate goal of human beings Some find happiness in one way; some in another and many never find it at all. Whatever road you may have been taking in your pursuit of happiness, may your fondest hopes be realized during this Christmas season of 1945. inas Day." "The Custers are pretty people," said Alice, feeling that she was complimenting the ed One other thought: we want every one of you to know that we deeply appreciate everything yew have done for us during die past year. HELPER SUPER SERVICE " IRVIN and JIM " ; Tr girl's family. "We're good for the Custers," said William. "They need stirring up. It's a fine thing for Rosie to get out and see a bit of the world." "They're having their Christmas dinner tonight," said Alice. "Mrs. 1 1 A 1 Penney's raw Christmas Is All of These Christmas is the good will shared at the family hearth; the carol sung together; the candle in the window, the glowing faces gathered around the festive board. And it is much more ever so much more! "Happy, Alice?" he askrd. Custer has invited Bill befoi the young people go to the dance." "Come on, Alice, let's show tnese kids what for." In spite of the crowd, William covered the ground as he had in college when she fell in love with him. She was glad that she had managed to have her hair done Saturday. The gardenias the children had given her to wear to church yesterday were still fresh. She'd let Sister wear them tonight if her date didn't crash through. Bill had bet Sis fifty cents he wouldn't. The orchestra melted into "White Christmas," and young Bill tapped his father on the shoulder. "Mom's favorite, Dad. Let's change." Alice said, "You dance almost as well as your Dad." "Look at him, will you?" said Bill. "Quite the old boy." Before 'long everyone was helping Bill and Sister dress for the dance. Bill lost his wager, and whistled over the red roses that were just right on the turquoise blue of Sis- We cannot begin to put into words all that Christmas is, nor begin to express how ardently we wish for you the complete enjoyment of Christmas. So, all we can say to you, kind friends, is Merry Christmas To You. HELPER CAFE frock. She said Bill looked simply gorgeous in his tuxedo and when his father saw him he said, "Too bad they don't wear 'em in the army, son." They heard Bill call Rosemary's number on the phone downstairs and then he closed the door for privacy. "Wouldn't you think," said Sister, "he'd give the poor girl a chance to take a bath? I bet she and sick of him." Suddenly Alice remembered a call she had forgotten to make about the baskets the church distributed yesgood terday. She flew to the upstairs' extension, and when she heard Bill still talking in leisurely fashion, she opened her mouth to say, as she often did when necessary, "Hang up ' you two. I need the phone." But she didn't say those words or any others. She listened a few moments and her eyes filled with tears The disappointment and hurt at the way her family had preferred to spend their Christmas vanished as her very best Christmas present of 1945 was received on the wire. "Heck no," Bill was saying.' "I can hardly wait for an Christmas dinner, That hotel business was all Dad's Idea so Mom wouldn't have to cook and wash dishes all day. None of us liked it at all. Mom had a good time ' though." I lias ever been "Rosemary told me this is the one orchestra of all on the air that she'd choose to see," he said proudly. "It's a holy wonder her folks would et her out of the house on Christ- gets I ' gether." ter's I Hark! The Herald Angels sing. Once again the air is filled with the music of ong and music It's the spheres. Once ... again Christmas with all that this sacred holiday Implies. We hope that this Christmas of 1945 will be a truly happy Christmas for you and yours. CORNETS 5 -- 10 - 25c JESSE PERRY, Mgr. ! |