PftGF. THE CHARLOTTETQWN _. fiUARDlAld PECEMBER .22. 1941 _.?“I TODA Y "WY xarwx-iwn-xrz- ~-—— ~ ~- PRINCE ED SPEClAL-Grcotest News Flash ever to be flown across the Continent-Shown TO-DAY "JAPANESE RAIDS ON HAWAII" Filmed during the great air and Naval battle on the Hawaiian Islands-Its dramatic! Its Thrilling! SEE IT! WARD I QJIIIHPIIIEIE%- i III-I-IIIIIIIISEHI-IEHI-I-IEZI-I BIATINEE 2.30 Wentriloquist Seen in Drama His profession was forced 0n him. end Frank Gaby, veivrileqtiist-a..-_ 0 "l Univers ".\ . l)_~.'iia1n.te ' ' '0 the Capitol "was ‘JOHLIIlOQUISi. n4 ct accomplishments and itioizs. The elder Gaby looked nriloquy" as a sort oi job in- wus determined ll; shcnid horn it. _ lentil i; he (lid. today‘ being -ti its one of the top vcntrilo- his llICbb iteizttole stage success with Eddie Dowling in the Philip Barry hit, ‘Here Come the Clowns. In this production in: appeared in ll tira- mitlic role ittcnsllictl by his tbllltll’ as at '. j..... .\ .. Dynitiiiiic. _ ftill-ltiiSl-l film, in winch he 1S matured with co-siars Lloyd Nolan and Irene Hervey, calls upon the some acting and \'0l\‘ti'l.Oqill5ilC talents. Like his father, Gaby had many xwnrrvwo" "='-ii‘.'?_>lG’gi-.-‘."7'-', u‘i--*\'._-~‘i.‘i ‘it. i We Suggest I i Hair Brushes As GIFTS Our NEW L A DIE S HAIR br u s h e s are works of art in brush making. The handles are Transparent. in Pas- tel shades each in Gift Acetate Iiox. Prices up to $4 50 FOR MEN Hair brushes come Bus‘ -i\' y» - wvwvwnn r~m=uesve ""llv vi»- Q“““‘&‘Y _Sx=a “w: r__~<».ui'c§ xc \L§§fi-{§§'§ S =1 ca‘. u mostly in singles some with handles others 1'11!“ regular. in rare woods and best ones in Gift Acetate boxes. Prices up to $1.50 [a ; Jituirsorrs DRlti S'l‘()lfl§ III‘ ‘Ii ~€ flames from notorious i waterfront cabaret: to- ‘soa Wolf's‘ evtcam re-urilterll bit LIIPING EVENING 7 AND 9 IIiIIIIIIII l .' dtiitw. in the public eye. He scored b .. --,.i Thrilling ‘drama that, ‘r Also Flying Bear I n I : TRAVELOGUE irons in the fire. Besides a lifetime curear in VCXILFIIOIIIIZSII] \\lneh has taken him into night clubs. musical comedy, revues and (Lrama, Gaby has sold real estate, been un avia- tor, designed and sold talking dolls. named, and owned two race horses. Film Cast Does Brilliant Acting In "Out Of The Fog” John Garficlil ltasitt got it in him, in ital lllt‘. to bop with lists and rubber hose anybody “he cunt izop ac . ‘Thomas Mitchell and John Qualen hate fishing. Ida Lupllll) hates the frills of orchid-chumpagiie-cziviai‘ living. A1 e Alzicivfitllon ixheves that if you i. n; _\;'.i‘.e well, you'll stay well, and me shims hypochrondiacs like a plague. George ‘rcbias wouldn't admit he wasn't rolling in wealth, even if he didn't have a, dime and owed a iorltlnti. E..dic Albert hates high-pressure Sdlfislllell. 5n. In “Out of the Fog", the new pic- ture coating to the Prince Etiward lo-tiay licld is playing the ice- bioo d kPlIWl‘ Goli 0i the Irwin Shaw s e hi1; he blips both ‘tiieuias hntcliel! and John Quzilen around a great deal. Mitchell and Qunlcn are the gru- tle old leilotts who love their fiSlilllK. Miss Lu ino leaves ltcr true love for the s11 e of promised cham- pague-orchld-cavlar living. _ MIPS AfncMalion is a complaining self-martyred hymoelioiidiiac. Albert plays a hoard-wall: "pitch" man. And 'I'oblas is the Shcepshend Bay merchant who's always saying that he's on the verge of bankruptcy. iVheat esthnates More scientific DOI‘.lR—(CP)*'D9nl' lnicu bu"e:tu cf statistics officials rrpnrt thit n full-scale few o.“ n methcd of tisln-zg precipitation mid tempcroltirc data In rstinutLin; prarie wheat production had given encouraging resuhs in 1941. OTTAWA. n‘. -- "-2 \ J.Currol NAISII ‘ Robert ARMSTRONG Frank GARY Elisabeth RISDON Sliemp HOWARD ANN GllllS i. l». . y"? / A s‘ ayS -=- ciirirote- sinus Ttl-IIA MATINEE 2.30—NIGHT 7 AND 8.45 Plus-News-Variety Views-Sports ' 1511s;- it. i.“ '3 a m‘ iuovn NOLAN IRENE NERVEY A Coy Decoy and Stranger Than Fiction Three Traveled East B! RUTH AYERS Author of "Meet. Me At Midnight”. “Blackout”. "Drafted For Love" __ wzflieidgsem re. =1 i CHAPTER. XXVI The maid took out. an envelope which had been torn in half. Connie looked at it and saw her name written across the front and the address of her hotel. “You sec. this man in 445 asked me to mail thLs for nirn and then he took it back and tore it to p.c :5. ‘Never min-d,’ he says, it's 14:0 late.’ I was sorta curlotis when he left and so I pulled tho scraps out of the wastepitper basket.’ “And you said he seemed-sick and lieartsick?" Connie found her- self asking. '1h~ niztid zrook her head solrinnllfi "His hand was bandaged mo; cf the time he washerc He said he was feeling better today__ mat ‘he was starting out. on a long trip.’ Connie remembered the way Pat had held his hand clenched deep in his jisckct when led come ‘.0 the farmhouse kitchen that. day where she had been telephoning the story. She remembered he'd curried Skippy in one arm the night she'd met nim at the bus station. Sixmrzning had happened to him when he'd made that trek ‘throueh the snow with Jlin Bardley. So he'd stayed alone In the hotel room until leaving time. And the only contact left was the torn note in the maids pocket. "May I have those pieces?" she asked. The maid handed them over. "Guess you are the girl nil right’ judging from that newspaper pic- turc" es. said Connie. “I was the gn" ." She reached into her purse and brouaht out. a bill which she gave to the woman. "Thanks," the said, "and Merry Christmas." Constance took a cab over town to her own hotel, keeping the white squnlres of paper tightly in her hunt. Pal Patterson was gone. bu; if he'd left some sort of a, message- something to assure her that he hadn't gone away. hurt and u-DBYV as he'd been the last night she saw him, that would be all she'd ask. Winter daylight was fading and the lights in the clty were already blinking on. As the cab passed the little church there the Christmas crib had been pieced outside, Connie saw that a star shone on thin wires above it. It was easy to put the words w- gilthri" ns soon as she was at tne desk in her own room. Became this wasn't any love lettor—t.his wasn't a letter from one man to another man's girl, as Po himself would have expressed In the past. crop es-‘imifis have l, bren bisied almost en'irelv 0n lil- frlrmztilcn provided by iundrrzls o! urricsponrlents scattered through- out the pzitrlui and I‘ muffle 0n eonfitions in their localitlrs. From these rcpons. progressiv- rstmriics were prepared bv the bun-an but the percentage or crrcr was semic- tpne: high when it was possible t0 cheek the estlmnfes rtgiiust the actual returns. at the close i-f the sewcn Tuvuttigzibziii (l lhv lt'l.lll.li l l,“ wmiLlli-r‘ ilii ii Jllll \'- vlflils was sinrlkl iu 1M7. Ai-ci preliminary studies. iii- atlon and temneratriv- ioz-ill wJre used In estlmaing returns" fcr the pralrfes this year. lllllfld’! llli Pill. Instead, just. n few words-"Dear Christmas." It was signed "Pat" She looked at the note for b10113 time. “Don't forget ‘Skippy at. Christmas." Ah. that was more like the Christ- mas Spirit, Inc. ‘That showed Pat was comluq back. being himself once main. He'd decided In the end. of mnrse, not to mall It—maybe be- lie thnlltllll. she wouldn't . ll in bi- bothered. But. he'd liiztlqlil of Iirr and uf Skippy and A- or Christians. She jitmpeil up at the quick buzz cl the door \)I‘ll. Jerry Marsh stood there. ii frown on his handsome fare. "Forget you had a date with me?" be asked. "I (ltd, indeed," she said. She'd forgotten everything. cf course, ex- cept squaring things with a red- head from Tanbark City. She kissed him lightly. “I'll be ready in s. minute. We're going shopping." He strolled over to the desk uid saw the torn white squares o: paper. For a minute. Connie stood very still. "What's this?" Jerry asked. "It's what ls left of a note from a man named Pat and it's about a little boy named Skippy." “You know them?" Jerry stared curiously at the pieces. "Yes-~they were on the bus wito me. We sort of stuck together dur- ing the blizzcn “Oh, the bus," he said, as if no one of importance but herself had ever been on a bus. What's this Pat like?" "He's a. man from Rockies.” Jerry laughed, easily. "You had me scared for a. minute. I thought he might be a rival." "He's not u rival of yours-but he was of mine. Sit down a minute, Jerry. Maybe I'll iccl better if I tell you about it." redhead. a newspaper Taiibark City in the So she began to tell him what d had happened. but she could sec at once that Ixe didn't follow at all. He was even laughing a little, amused. Tncre was only one thing he pounced on. "So (ten you didn't give up the job entirely on my account." “That's just it," she tried t: ex- plain. "I wanted to reach yo-i and I found I couldn't do 1t the cheap tray. by taking the assignment wlrch (iirlirt belong to The." “What Izaqipened to rot?" ne said," Did the Christmas hit you like lightning?" “It's hit me now." she agreed. "We're going on a shopping spree. We're going to splurge and buy out toy stores and In» Skippy the fibgsitnChrlstmas a ittlc boy‘ rvci Jerry brushed the fragments of the note aside. "Nonsense." he said. "We have an appointment ‘with friends for cocktails right, now. There's a party out at the air field tonight. The orchestra is all set. to play “Here comes he bride." You haven't forgotten that you're gling to be a bride? On Christmas y” He stood up. so tall. so hand- some and distinznlrheil in his uni- form as he walled before the desk. iltat she wondered why she had ever elven a second thought. to a shabby young man like Pot. And yet she had - and ehe would again until she'd made good on this last request from him-i- Five days to Christmas. Four days. Janet. Gregg had her letter at. last. "Dear Janet: I saw the Dhotovraph of you in the paper- and ilte initials on the blackboard. Maybe we were all sick of being snowbound that morning. but now that It's over I think it was the best thing that ever happened. I want to see you again if you care to see me. I'm not ieavinir for camp for another month. If you would like me to pay n visit out there In Missouri before I become Private George Haven-rd a pri- vate's pay-write me at the above nfdress. I'll get mere come way if I have to come by bust" "Yes, that picture and the story wh"li Constance Dawson had written had brought happiness and hope out. of disappointment. A GIFT OF WAR SAVINGS SIAM S OR CERTIFKATES Wlll BE SOMETHING YOUR CHIIDREN (Ail Janet wrote back. trying notto word it in stiff, echool-teacherhke words. Ins she said "Dear George: 0f course I In: to eee ‘ad by local Interelt. but anlrertliilnl 0| I 3m. one took treat N4!“ Wm‘ lnncluolrd.mulirlraymt:;filbl:‘l: the IONA! to Con-them D¢Wl°n~ "but... GEIITRAI. GUARDIAN I'M: column In renerved tor newe of Q1‘ at". mien ehl can of tho .—--—-—-i—- Press Bureau 1n New York. OONFEDEBATION LIFE INSUR. u u n I u ANCE. 1,91; Jim Budleg was home, limping -—— a. little. but e injured foot better TOBOGGANS, Skates. Sporting every day, Goods. Rogers Hardware. H]; “unwary” 1mg’? h; w Li-GOT-II-IO-QO-Zfl. _ re i—- . wmwd r “q” ' p L 0F COURSE you have mailed hidfiwlmdmvemfin? 1w 03am your money for Christmas Seals. brush“: m‘ wows $4613 W -535-i2-16-20-22-24. "s° °“‘ ” W“ 9. m‘ n ' aowsn WEDDING - M!‘ and "§§,f.dd°§j°“'h'f‘f,‘f1omdn “m, Mrs. John Gill of Union Road will but empg§hmd°d_ Bu, L m. celebrate their goldgandwedding to- confidence returned u traumatised n‘.°“°"' Dwmb“ ' pee‘ mu" SEII-VICES——'I'XI fun- Wllld. l" 359w 1" 135‘ m“ M erll of the late Mrs. John Iielughes could never have wmc b01119 l"? took place Saturday moming from other way.‘ . ’ _ . her late residence to the Church 0i the Most Holy Redeemer where Re- ‘Phme days to Christmas. The quiem Mess for the repose of wands in Mercy Hospital were do- soul was sung by Rev. A, MaDon- "~ egg-Mai pm, gunman of green. aid, 0.86.3. The burial took place ~ Christmas trees stood in the hello. in the 11.0mm Catholic Cemetery. twtnkied in the chapel T“ altar by prayers at the grave were said Rev. R. L. BauAies. ‘Flee pallbear- ' rs were M is. ex oady, Jo- befidlaamnsgtgraddabeerxwsllttlimg Eeph Storeyimfian" Toomus, James letterfvgatzhing xiii’ m: .112. of a Mflgd- °““"“" m‘ m“ "mes an’ “wit; "'22:: °°’ '5" — reotm - PP? ENJOYED VISITS — Since Rev. through alive when the bns mar- M_ D_ M - , 55m- o; me OOHEd-SKUJPY "ad "Tlvfid 55-5913’ ‘liwenty-Tntorldfilsozlilvenxiic Baptist ' " "' in Connecticut. She couldntask for chunm, Oakland, Qafifoyma, n. it. ,.. anything mom-so she 500p]!!! turned. from his delizllt-Iil-l mstern ‘ waiting for the door to Open. trip a few weeks ago, he has given pleasure to many oi his friends, by 0114211]; XXVI! showing the beautifully colored pic- turesuge took alotiug ‘$1 way. Que Tw d y to Chflsmw‘ '11,}, ., even was spen a, e spacious clockothaft. ivouiairi nine iiuu iiiia hi)!“ "f MI- w“ Mls- Pet" M" 0H the Market for the s, calendar one couldn't turn back. Oleuan- 911 P‘“'~*1""' “vemlei 1.5”!“ - - Connie Dawson had M; Jerry eley. where a number of friends First Time sweep he, “on; m“) m‘ m oined the family circle 1n enjoying A St h R‘ ' raw crry ipple - Brick Delicious, Rich and Dainty. The Strawberrv it rippled through Garden City DeLuxe ‘Ice Cream, with nuts and coloured fruit cubes 1n the centre. excitement which had itiima the OQHQE-‘fi §§§Q§fifiénY§Qm One of’ the prettiest desserts ever. A decoration as well as a delicacy. first night of his arrival. ‘Ilae busf- . m or bet-g i poi-iii winch» S. dttiétiblifii {liiihdtiiiebtifi fl 119m find 5119 5171119311118 0f l days as Yankee Cove) near Souris. heroine herself, had crowded every p_ E_ 1, M“, McClellan spqaks mi,- hour. And now there wasn't much Gaelic and sings the love songs o. time left. other day: in that m language. But they were to have this day Anathermvenmg a group at friends to themae ves. 'mey were going t» gathered at the fine home of Mr. shop for Skippy. and Mrs. A. J. MacNaugnwn. 2351 qne tom Dims o; m; no“ mm East 23rd street, Oakland, and en- Piu. were patched firmly in her lei/ed a ioreepollcfitlvrtd 0f thew mind "D0," forget Skippy at colored plCtlllt-Zsml ashc Christmas." Connie iiim c ked "mm- A-‘gnghgdffis gaff f"; "°“"P“P" ‘mppms’ °“ u" ‘° °"‘ E ‘i- aim Joseph A mag“ ' ' up stories of the marooned bus. E‘ " ' C ' and found that Lila Ernst was still Katrine ' in Tltihe Pittsburgh hospital. Geomgown, _ E_ L; Joseph A, all made "I m“? ImPOTtB-nt MacLean, Dnndas, Kings County, P. iron ever for Santa Claus to reach E_ L; A, J, synionds, Linwood, N. skililiy Lf his mother couldn't. S., anti M. A. Mcfnnis. Summerside. when I've seen to that». P. I: I'm through," Connie Dawson u- uured herself. Sh, we,“ downstairs 1,9 m; had more children than nhe knew lobby to wait for Jerry Marsh. Oh, W118i l0 d0 WW1 1.5. was someone to be proud of, "Merry Chrzsimasflthey said, and Someone who ind a dgnggrous 10b the found herself saying it too, in a. nllant fashion. But for to- 111111 11109-111118 1t- day, e didn't want. him to be What had Pat told her in those Jen-y Mam-j, the ygung idol, or first few minutes after she had Jen-y, fllg famed ace-but jut m boarded the bus l-t Bmithwn? everyday person bent on shoppln! ‘lchnsunas is more than a day- f9;- a lime boy, It's a symbol, maybe, of all the When he canne striding across things We've 10$! 81K! Willili W the lobby. he wasn't alone. Connie find agmn." recognized another flier and a girl That was it. Headlines still named Sue whose father built the screamed out frightening news. planes whim Jerry flew. ‘they'd ‘lite world was upside down. But been part of the cmwd which had this was the Christmas season and surrounded Constance and Jerry. if it were nowhere else there must Grand fun, too. 1f your heart was be. at last, peace in the heart, set. on doing the night; clubs. but Back at the hotel. she stocked not exactly the right company for Jerry's car with the bundles. Yes, today. this was Christmas spirit. She had They greetedher gayiyJea-ry, his Skippyk address in Connecticut- eyes approvinz the smart blue she could drive there and return costume she wore and the raklili in time for her date with Jerry. hat with the upswooped crown. With every mile she drove, whispered, “Gee, you're ravishing. Connie became happier than she'd Connie.‘ been in a. long time. She wasn't "I won't be after I've milled even doll? it for Skippy, alone. through a dozen toy stores." she She was olng it because the had said. "I've a list a mile lone." come down w earth herself, him ‘They all looked taken aback 10f‘ fbund the common touch going- i1 WWW‘. where on that bus trip east. "Sny- I’d forgotten that." Jerry She traveled through the small said. "Sorrv, sweetheart. but; let's white town of Connecticut until ims up the Skinny business w- ine came u» one with B. familial‘ RV" welcome post. She turned down a . _ little tree-arched street, slower ‘Viliflt 115W 3'01! m! now. studying the ntunbers. And then she saw him. "Oh, Sklppyf’ she cried in hor heart. "how could I have walked out on Send your orders early to ensure prompt deliv- ery throughout the holiday season. THE PURE MILK CO. LTD. Cor. Fitzroy and Gt. Geo. Sts The words stung but she manag- ed a smile, tap?" "We have a SIIIYY-SPCCIBI invita- tion to do some flying. Day's per- Each little opening in gas burn- ers should bum a steady blue flame. Have just enough flame w Succulent morsels c: turkey tab 0:1 icnotved glamour when added to a. velvety-simoot-h white sauce rest-weather mace to order. And on?" keep liquids at boiling ‘point Bofl- imd served over cri. toast D0lfill Sues private plane is waiting for He w“ “gun; on me ‘rep; o; ing liquids are no hotter when made from enriched rend. Page us out on Long Island. the near“; m‘; Whig“, nous, qf boiling rapidly than when boiling basket of extra toast for extre "Sort of like l. bus man on hie 9,1 Somehqw he looked ‘munch slowly. hungry people. d5)’ “f; m" 1b 397W? less round and rosy than he had - ——— ---,-.——---¢—: -- - ~-. Bus. and he laughcd. hi! 5mm that morning in the lost world in _ ""9? "w" dazzllng- the Alleghcnles. . L,“ C! =_‘_ -; g1} .7 =11 »;.i, ,-.i. 1 ,4; ;4_ _l ti, ,4 _ A_ ;J ,_.i,; ,-'d_ I 14,-. A “A hero at home," Sue said. im- patient to be going. Connie thought, “Speed, action, keep moving fast." Well, this would have been to her likinmtoo. not no very long ago. But now time was she Sh” h“ i‘ “bi i° PBY l" “Sklppy-Sklppy. denrl" .. .‘ ' ' ,, He starteddown the steps slowly . pulfllédfmflflggmfi gfihflgglé 3‘; and then,‘ as if he had finally re- _i Iqlndgnme W,“ ‘round. Then er, swooped straight into . we’ mee here tonight. .. ' . .. , trlfirry “looked in. her-puzzled, t, °°""‘°' h” “m l‘ 31a“ Fgmglinhgaggug the chm“ Then he began to cry. a blubbly. i‘ she begun w mud, "Perm baby cry which went straight to i ~ ' l” Connie's heart. ~, that's it." be he was remembering, as h“. The three d1" ff in s ' l’ . leaving Jerrygvexgldskr “ggrgd she was. that night when she held _ 1 m u. 0.1mm, the now’. Jen." h," m him up to the window in the bus . ' to see the snow. Maybe he was . Plum thinking of the morning In the schoolhouse when he'd come to her i 3°‘, so‘, 15C in despair to ask, "My mummy - -' where is she?" 35¢, #5:, 75c, 9°‘ 30c and IE She stopped the car and eat i‘ ‘ '" " ,, them. He didn't move at first, just » staging at hereslf etwdbeena - stranger. Perhaps he'd forgotten ‘i, already. l - stepped out and called 'i Connie's purse. She waved at they started. There was no pckit in qugrreling with a man who was to be her hue- bend on Christmas Day. And t0- nidht. nlzeri the merry-go-round started again. she'd be herself, ne- lamed and able to enjoy it. Then she started on the shop- ping spree for Skippy. Ah. this was r - ' iagclfitrtis 1,11? Irina? SWICS which m h" am“ we" impugn‘ mayen-i-rilf, cm’; "You. Christmas. rve brought a were fun. She pushed and joetled “m9 °f n’ ‘head °l tuned’ and forgot, everything “up; m“ Hie eyes, entitling sight. of the k $39131 ljtflg my m gonnummt briiaht red ldwhlte alnud Ila/G!‘ W0 have a I wort); PM B895. "D e "e remembering. 6mm“! m: fiat aminéite. Thenthhishface She bourlit him (h- so re . e oor o e ouse with a siren; e d“ mtmfiilfiififl had opened and two middle-aged and waggcd it: I paint m women stepped out. These were with the lpleshv color; which the aunts, Connie knew at. once. would delight. someone not quite She knew. tw- why SkIPPY mined three. She ransacked counters for 811181191‘ Mid Wm" Mid 8° wry things that the well-dressed junior mllch Bllbdued- mtliftmen fret-e wehaermg and a110,; wqfeefléktime said, "have you come 8 W00 swea rs see DD? " of leather lseggings. and a "h. Connie stood up and reached out 4 "Yes. I'll take the pack s with her hand. "I'm Constance Daw- rne," she told the ml r . They eon." she explained, "and I was on began to look at her as f she were the hm with Skippy." the old woman tn the shoe who "You're the newspaper girl-the _ one who helped to take core of \.-':;2____ him?" Then niey knew. Pat had told ; 3 "7- B93 them! Elie smiled and said, "I'm the one. I brought him some ~ Cindy Girl-mm" minis-Wan“ ‘u’ 5“ - __,_ him again and learn if his mother ._ », to better." ‘ Connie followed. up the walk and he'd never let her go. _f'Ilo 80 Con At the word "mother", the two _ » u more "5- Into the chilly house. She began to tinned) Iriilt CAKES CAND “iiiiocotitres 60,15, $|, L50 -;. “dhrs lb. 89¢ FRUIT OELERY 290 , ORANGES LIITTUOE . . . . . . 18o l 29-39-600 dot. TOMATOES . .-.. . 30o p,‘ l Chickens, Geese and Turkeys arriving‘ dMIY- 4 i i l MOIRS 89‘ i: -._-i She would weep herself In a minute if she didn't. rub It all quickly from her mind. “Know what day it's going to be soon?" she asked. still holding him "Christmas." He stopped crying. Xmas Mixed “4; 1,,- 41-4 _ -4 A,_._:-,, A, -,_.__ ' -¢'- Q1; 11-71, f4 women put up a warning finger. . Phone 224-225 l mmme’ m, m hm, Mam“ um 139 Great George Street, "Please came inside." they Invited In lrefr somber. diiznlfled way. uiny. Skippy trailed behind be- ' _ ,_ __ hind, clinging to her iklrts es if " _. . . . . . ., . -- _- - _ ' ' ' 2 lb. Box 69‘ .‘