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New Castle news. (Chappaqua, N.Y.) 1945-????, December 20, 1945, Image 7

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NEW CASTLE NEWS, THURSDAY, DECEMBER 20, 1945 • 7 IN THE SCHOOLS Supper Box A By Betty Karlebach # Jenny lay on her bed, looking out the window. The dark sky was covered with a pattern of stars .The moon was out. too, as big and shiny as Pa's lucky sil­ ver dollar. She was going over, in her mind, the plans for the next day. How many times had she thought about them? Oh' this must have been at least the fiftieth t'me. _ She knew exactly what she was • going to put in her supper box. There was going to be fried chicken, buttered biscuits, slices of hom-cured ham, pickles and a large wedge of apple pie. H^ram Johnson was supplying the cider, since the supper party was being held in his barn. She wondered who would make the highest bid for her box. She hoped it would be Joel Walker, Abut then, so did very other girl ^in Homeville. He was the hand­ somest boy Jenny had ever known. Joel was real tall and strong. The highlight of the evening came when a boy or a girl found a real ear of corn. If a girl found it, she'd have to kiss her best beau and vice versa. She'd never dare kiss Joel, if she got it. What if Joel got it? Who £ would he kiss? The stars were moving farther away, and the moon was slowly shrinking. Jenny was asleep. But wait; isn't that Joel Walker I see buying Jenny's box? As Others See Us \THE YOUNG IDEA\ By Mossier The Yankee is a dab at electricity and crime, He tells you how he hustles and 0 it takes him quite a time, I like his hosp'tality that's cor­ dial and frank, I do not mind his money but I do not like his swank. —G. K. Chesterton Three Years Running—Anna- mary Dckey, Met Opera sopra­ no heard on CBS 'Star Theater,' will make a special appearance at the Wedgwood Room of the • Waldorf Astoria in New York City on New Year's Eve for the third year in a row. REAL ESTATE and INSURANCE IDA H. RICHARDS INSURANCE REAL ESTATE Telephone 4 Copr. 194S by United Feature Syndicate. Inc. MO Sf (.£ ft. \// / wear 'em, the boys don't seem to see me, and if I don't, I can't see the boys!\ FASHION SHOW Do YOU have a sinking sen­ sation . . . sense of pressure . . . pangs of remorse? All common symptoms of the procrastinator . . . the gal who's put off too much too long! But you've still a few days to do your Christmas shopping and I suggest you don your glad- rags, grab your purse and hot­ foot it into town. Head for Nilmelior at 15 East 52nd Street. It's a tiny shop, a magic fount with gobs of gift ideas to glad­ den your heavy heart without making sad your purse. N lmelior has a dandy gold and jewel key-ring that is simply out of this world for 3.00. And if you've thought of earrings . . . how about bright copper penny ear pieces for 1.00, or swoony ermine pouffs for 3.50, with finger ring to match, 3:50, and if you want to shoot the works, an ermine head band for 5.50. Terr fic with formals, or for the all time date-parade! A novel notion is a detachable pocket in glitter gold or silver to spiff up a tired dress . . . with earrings to match the set is 7.50. The list is long . . . this is shopping medicine that is easy to take! Holiday fashion cues hi-light 24 hours sparkle! So be a glam­ or genius and set yourself a shinin' with sequins and pail- ettes (mammoth sequins). Any millinery supply shop can sell you a fist full for a few cents. Sprinkle them on bobby sock cuffs, glove cuffs, on the edge of slack pockets, bunch them on ear-muffs . . . plate the collar of a turtle neck sweater with pailettes, or dust them lightly in matching colors on scarfs and kerchiefs. A stitch will secure them, a snip and you can take them off! You'll be on the beam with the gleam of Christ­ mas. Have you a wardrobe worry ... a pet peeve that simply makes you queezy and uneasy everytime you want most to be a smoothie with Heart Throb Harry? Tear off the top of your nearest problem and mail it to Tony Weylin, care of the New Castle News in Chappaqua and I'll do my best to serve up a solu­ tion pronto! So let's hear from you soon! Happy Holidays! So long for now . . . Prosecution of Scopes* The Faith of Tennessee has wafted o'er the sea, The odour of its sanctity — and Golly how it stank! —G. K. Chesterton *In Dayton in 1925 for teaching the theory of evolution in his classroom. Heavy Date By Pat Weber Two teen-age girls were sprawl­ ed decoratively on an unbed- spreaded bed. They were in gaudily striped boy's pajamas, and their hair was in intricately twisted mounds, studded with bobby pins. The t ; me was about fifteen minutes after com'ng in from a double date. Sandy continually sucked a large, obviously \boyish\ ring, hanging from a slender gold chain around her neck. She had been going steady with a boy for two whole weeks, and the won- derfulness of it was obvious as she s'ghed and stared at the ceil­ ing. Joan, on the other hand, ner­ vously traced the stitches of the appliques on the patchwork quilt she was lying on. She had the kind of smile that spread over her whole face and lit it up like a neon sign. She was smil'ng like that now and showed her eager­ ness and thorough lack of the beine: - the - better-half-of-a-boy- girl partnership that the other girl possessed. Then, Joan could not stand restraining herself any longer. Flopping over on her back she demanded: \Do you really think he looked as if he liked me? I mean, d 5 d he have fun, do you think? Well, I mean, if he didn't like me, he couldn't have possibly have been as nice as he was. I always thought boys, well, that boys were just boys— not special, or anything. Jimmy's different, though. Oh, tell me! Don't you think he, well, likes me, huh?\ Sandy took the ring gently from her mouth, shined it dry with a Kleenex from her pajama pocket, looked at it as if she'd never seen it before and then dropped it inside her pajama top. \Dopey she said, \of course J ! mmy likes you! I can tell by just looking at his eyes.\ \By just looking at his eyes?\ Joan's eyes fairly popped in amazement. \Oh sure. You know, when he looks at you and stuff, he sort of looks, well sort of funny, I guess. And when they look funny like that, you can tell they like you. Dont you remember the way Gregory Peck looked at Greer Garson in \Valley of Decision?\ \You mean Jimmy looked at me 1 ke that?\ \Well not exactly, but on the same order.' Answer To Bobby-Socker In our issue of December 6, xve printed a letter from \Indignant\ a challenge in defense of Bobby - Sockers. LThts letter has begun to draw fire, and one of the more interesting answers to the challenge followss Dear Indignant: Not a pleasant word would you say to begin a letter? (Web­ ster defines it anger mixed with contempt) but nevertheless I take up your challenge, (another not too friendly word, meaning to call to fight or debate). I am not going to do either being an old lady with no daughters, which I regret very much, only a niece who too was a Bobby- .socker My dear, reading your article carefully in our New Castle News, my real sympathy goes out to both you and your mother and being an impartial outsider I can understand both points of view; yes, mother's brows contracting her eyes too showing what she feels more deeply than you my dear can now understand. In her day like in mine, we never heard of Bobby-sockers, and right here and now I want information please who ever started a Bob- by-socker? Why must any be \hep groovy — the last words again not sounding well and who in their sane mind would choose the low and sordid to something lovely, pleasant or beautiful? Comfortable clothes are sensi­ ble, colors a matter of choice, but must they be sloppy? (anot­ her word I don't fancy). Who would rather be unclean than clean?—with perhaps exception a pig. The scheetching swooning sillies, who put untold wealth into the pockets of a creature whose voice isn't even melodic, are stupid beyond words, but I still believe the majority of Bob­ by-sockers will emerge out of it all by being really good worth­ while American girls. Sincerely, Not Indignant Joan's face lit up in her neon sign-like smile, and just said: \Honest? Gee!\ \When Bill calls in the morn­ ing, 111 find out all about what happened, and what Jimmy said after they left us I'll bet any­ thing they ask us to go skiing SKATES SHARPENED ORTHOPEDIC WORK ZIPPERS REPLACED GOLF SHOES RE-SPIKED SHOES DYED ANY COLOR DOCTOR'S PRESCRIPTIONS FILLED LUGGAGE REPAIRS SHOE REBUILDING & VAMP CUTTING CARTISANO SHOE REBUILDER KING STREET Telephone Chappaqua 876 NANCY Welcome to All Comers By Ernie Bushmiller

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