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Show OREM-GENEVA TIMES THURSDAY, DECEMBER 21, r ft J ft J And s. oia American- a Merry Christmas! r 1950S SAWAYA'S MARKET OREM And LOCKER PLANT Phone 0575-R2 Don't Buy a Mattress! Until You See OVERMAN'S New Mattresses, beautiful and sturdy. Trade in your old Mattress. Easy Terms. OVERMAN'S A Better Mattress for Less Money 278 WEST CENTER PROVO PHONE 717 W FORD Bonus Built Trucks Available for Immediate Delivery y2 to 3 TON IT YOU DONT THINK WE'LL TRADE TRY US TELLUR IDE MOTOR GO. TRUCK HEADQUARTERS 57-75 West Center Provo, Utah SANTA'S RIGHT IIP TO DATE! HE'S TRADING HIS SLEIGH FOR A TELLORIDE LIFETIME GUARANTEED USED CAR rJottOF Company "Utah's Oldest Automobile Dealer" 55 West Center Phone 10001001 USED CAR DEPARTMENT 50 EAST 1st NORTH Same Location, Same Management Over 35 Years THE COWARD A Short Story by DOROTHY LIXNCEFORD Lawney Makest was ready to settle down. The wild carefree life of the lone wolf was no longer for him. That's why he came back to Dryton. He wanted to see Ann, the girl he was in love with, and ask her if she'd accept him as a life-long partner. part-ner. That's what he intended to do, but he never got around to it, because he discovered someone had beaten him to the draw. Ann was engaged to marry Wesley Taylor, the up and com ing young sheriff of Dryton. Lawney knew Taylor. They'd met not 15 minutes after he set foot in town. It had been a somewhat commonplace meeting meet-ing for Lawney, although he'd not expected it here. Somehow Dryton seemed like home. Not that he'd ever stayed there much, but because it was where his mother lived. Yes, it's been a somewhat commonplace meeting. Sheriff Taylor had given the usual speech about the town not catering cat-ering to men like Makest. Then he'd allotted Lawney the usual hour to get his business attended to and hit the trail, or else. Lawney wasn't the kind to scare easily. There were over half a dozen tombstones standing stand-ing as grim reminders of the fact. The hour would come and with it the showdown. This was certain, for neither man could back out without being shown up for a coward, which was a fate to both worse than death. To die in battle, to be slow on the draw was a pity, not a disgrace, dis-grace, but to run was something else. "Fifteen minutes to go." Law ney leaned carelessly against the porchpole of the general store, waiting. "It's funny," his mind wandered over the days events, "I would have left town as soon as I found out about Ann it ,'ier fiance hadn't interferred, Don't like to kill him, though. Ann'll think I did it on purpose and hate me for the rest of hei life. If only she'd waited. But I can't really blame her. It's been a long time for all she knew I was dead, or married to someone some-one else. It's my fault, I should have at least written. But Ann, I thought she was dfferent I thought she really loved me. "I've got to get hold of myself, forget her and the rest of Dry-ton. Dry-ton. One well-placed bullet and my past's over with. I'll get out of here, start a new life somewhere some-where else, maybe even meet some nice girl and fall in love." "Who are you trying to fool," the logical side of him rose in rebellion. "You'll never forget Ann, you'll never forget Dryton and your mother, especially your mother remember the way she looked at you when she said, 'You're no son of mine" then turned your picture to the wall and ordered you from her sight. Sure she was wrong, but so were you even if it did take you all these years to find it out.' "A note for Lawney Makest," a big-eyed youngster held an envelope out at arm's length. "I won't bite you," Lawney laughed and tossed him a coin. He watched the boy disappear around the corner. "Poor kid, he's shaking so bad it's a wonder his legs don't give away." Lawney opened the envelope It was in his mother's cramped, familiar handwriting. "Meet me at the boarding house in two minutes. Mrs. Brent Walker." He tore the paper into tiny shreds as he walked down the dusty street. "What could Ma want to see me about. She's not forgiven me, that's for certain, or she would have signed the note with Mother." "Come in." LawnevAvas ereet ed at the door by a chubby fac ed girl, whom he knew must be nis haii-sister. "Is Mrs. Walker in?" "Mama,' company," the girl called into the next room. "Thanks, Susan." Mrs. Walker appeared in the doorway. "Hel lo,, Lawney." They looked silently sil-ently at each other, then turn ing she spoke to Susan, "Run outside and play with Bobby." Susan obeyed. "I hear you have a date with Sheriff Taylor." "In ten minutes approxim ately." "You've still time, leave be fore it s too late." "I'm no coward.". "You men and your pride! It makes me sick. You let others say whom you'll kill, when you will die, and when you 11 live Then you have the nerve to call it courage, while the truth is you are yellow all of you a afraid of what people think, afraid of being called a coward.' "Say what you want. I have my standards to live up to." -btanaaras, na! what are standards worth when they're paid for with a good man's life If you had any guts, you'd leave town now." "Don't be so discouraged," Lawney grinned ironically, "you never can tell, Taylor might kill me. "Not a chance," Mrs. Walker shook her head. "I've seen you both in action. He's mighty good, but you re faster and you know it." She pleaded with her son, "Lawney, please don't do it. It took nerve for him to or der you to leave, but don't you see he had to, it was his duty as sheriff." "And it's my duty as a man to accept his challenge," Lawn ey angrily left the house. Back at the general store he checked his forty-fives to see that they were ready for instant action. His anger had left and he was deep in thought, "Ma could be right. . . why should I add another honest man to my list? Besides he'll soon be Ann's husband. If she loves him, who am I to interfere. Maybe . . . ." he got an idea, "maybe if I purposely pur-posely draw slow. There'd be no questions asked. I've nothing to live ior wnue ne nas every- thng." "Don't be an idiot," the other half of him countered, "Even if you really wanted to, you couldn't. When you stand face to face with Taylor you won't have control, habit will you'll draw as fast as you always do you can't help yourself, shooting's an instinct, a reflex action with llliiliill ; t, V TO tit- that a Merry Christmas can mean is our sincere wish for you this glad holiday season! 1 1 OREM PHARMACY GLENN ROBERTSON, 8th South and State Registered Pharmacist Phone 0551-R1 VINEYARD Conducted by Malicent K Wells' Vineyard fph' residents arej, J invited 10 can 0893 with persona items and er news. J - n Mrs. Wells Tithing settlement will take place Tuesday, Dec. 26 in the ward chapel. The Sunday School will present pre-sent a Christmas program Sunday Sun-day morning. Leland Wells of the ward superintendency will be in charge. The Junior and senior Sunday Schools will meet together. The choir will present a Christmas program Sunday evening. ev-ening. W. K. Allen, chorister, has arranged the program. Some 200 children were feted Wednesday afternoon in the hall at their annual Christmas party. Santa presented each child with a treat and dancing and games were enoyed. A beautifully trimmed trim-med tree was lighted for the occasion. The Primary and Jr. Sunday School officers and teachers were in charge of the party. The ward Sunday School superintendency sup-erintendency were hosts to the officers and teachers at a Christmas Christ-mas party Wednesday evening at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Rex Blake. Gifts were exchanged exchang-ed and clever games and refreshments re-freshments enjoyed. Orem stake Sunday School officers who visited the ward Sunday were Theron Kirk, C. J. Stolworthy, Stanley Finch, Lee R. Ross and Mrs. Blanche Chris-tensen. -!M&X2t.s JfcvA TEEN-AGE CANNON FODDER FOD-DER . . . Far from playing soldier, these Russian youths are fold medal graduates of s military prep school in Kalinin, Russia. BEVERLY Sunday School was conducted by Neil Newell. The snort talks were given by Rene Farnworth and Thea Jepperson. ine sacrament sacra-ment gem was given by Susan .Tonnprson. Primary children were visited by Santa Claus' helper on Mon-rfav Mon-rfav afternoon, and were given haes of candy and nuts. Christ mas carols were sung, led by Rene Farnworth. A program nrpsented It included a piano solo by Linda Harwood, an accordian soio Dy Joyce chen, a tap dance by Jean Mer rill. The Bluebirds sang a Christ mas song and the Seagulls and Blazers gave a pantomime with accomDaniment by the Larks and Trekkers. Nita Park told told the storv'The Littlest An cel." and Afton Kilpack read the poem "Night Before Christ mas." Sundav School officers and teachers enioved a Christmas party at the home of Mildred M I - M. a erri maSif (J: Good friends, A? let as be thankful for this gracious season. mo 1955 and Cecil Dimick on wT""" ening. Small gifts wnedayev. ed. A short busine ian was held before SpS rgee Choir practice was day evening at the J Tu Watts home. The choir k?'yta ing a Chrstmas Eve "Prepa with Nelda Ann HarWa?fam' Floyd Mangum as ,and A Christmas dance direction of the MIA Tth Wednesday eveni Was Wd . , e. The trut Pacc and iy of the I eaion be M with yU,,,g PROVO BAKERY 57 No. 1st East proyo you." Lawney had to admit it was true. One minute to go, his big watch said. Down the street, coming in his direction were two figures, one a man, the oth er a woman. He watched as they drew closer. Taylor was speak ing, "Ann, please go back. I don't want you around when it nappens. "I'm staying." They were close enough for Lawney to see the hatred in Ann's eyes as they settled on him. "Howdy, Sheriff." Lawney ex tended his hand. Ignoring the hand, Sheriff Taylor spoke. "I gave you an hour to get out of town." "Come to think of it, you did," Lawney grinned. Ann threw him ' a disgusted look which seemed to say, "Can't you take anything seriously?" Lawney drew the watch from his pocket, "According to my time I have just 30 seconds left." Still grinning, he leaped onto the back of his horse which was standing nearby. "Don't want anybody saying I'm the kind that stays where he ain't wanted." want-ed." He tipped his hat to Ann and headed toward the outskirts out-skirts of town. The words of men on both sides of the road pounded at his brain words like coward, bully, yellow-streak they dug deep. Makest wasn't so hot; that's what they were saying and would continue to say, "Met up with a better man and didn't have the guts to take his medicine." med-icine." God, how he wanted to turn back and show them, show them he was afraid of no one. He could win, lose or draw as well as the next man. He grit ted his teeth and clogged his ears as best he could. No more would the world be one of glory for him; no more would he be feared, envied or admired. No matter where he went it would be Makest the coward. Makest the bully Sure, he could still fight, he could still kill, but never, never would he live down today's deed. Taylor would bask in his; defeat. His mother was right. He was afraid, afraid of their words, their thoughts. He could fight, them, kill them, with compara- tive ease, but it took all his willpower to ride away from their words. His arm ached with the urge to pull the horse a-iround. a-iround. His guns burned into his hips, wanting to be used. His lips longed to answer the challenges thrown at his back. Beads of icy sweat stood out on his forehead, but on he rode. c v J 1 VERN'S SHOE SHOP I g ALWAYS PROMPT SERVICE ft Orem-Geneva Times Building i iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!itiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiimiiiiii iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiii; ...MT Ms, KM 11,11' II EVJOY II mm mm A. L. DUCKETT SALES & SERVICE CHRYSLER - PLYMOUTH GENERAL ELECTRIC DEALER 3rd S. and Univ. Ave., Prova Next lo Utc-h Power in Orem ?iiiiiHiiiiiiiii,ii)iiitiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiittiiiiiiiii!fniiiiiitiitnn L 0 If MP 0 o ; .j !uVlW ; oll I aV and rnr I mm very bosfl ofeSoo McCOARD OIL C0-I 533 So. 7th East Pwwj Siiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiimniii Hi Mr. and Mrs. Robert Steele and daughters, GenaVee and DaNec left Thursday for Fort Ord, California where they will spend the holidays with Mr. and Mrs. R. Que Steel? and daught ers, Coreyne and Lorraine. Lila Hickman has joined her husband at Las Vegas, Nevada Nev-ada where he is employed for the winter. Goldia Kirk accom panied Mrs. Hickman to Nevada and returned by bus. Mr. and Mrs. Neldon Bowman will occ- rupy the Hickman home while they are away. ay Hid bboing-of bboing-of pcoo b b r.I! yciii' i:or.)Ga. 1! ! !! 1 CHRISTMAS JOY May heaven and nature sing for you this season. TOLBOE And HARLIN CONSTRUCTION CO. 1050 South 3rd East PROVO 111 ' 1 ' ' , , , """"""""" "mi" iw iiimmiimuiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiu! |