DODGE’
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The Leading House in Our Line in the City of Newberg
W e pay SPOT CASH for our goods, enabling us to give our patrons tbe loweat
prices on all lines that we carry.
You can buy for Christmas the very beat grade of Nuta and Fruit* in their season.
In Box Candies we carry the beat grade that can be obtained.
each package will be a delightful surprise.--------
S. B. DODGE
Our Cigar Department will be complete, as usual For a nice present, a box
of DODGE’S FAMOUS TUNGSTENS will greet your friend »with a smile diet
won’t come off.
Every piece in
W e also carry tbe delightfully refreshing HAZELWOOD Ice Cream.
And our own make of Oyster Cocktails. . *
604 First Street, Newberg
Purveyor to the Public
> Jepths o f the secret but not
| had said by way o f apology:
I “ A week, my dear, la a
‘ time to be ignored with a
i looking envelope o f thla I
; thla remark waa thoroughly
i ed by Violet Faith Charity.
“ My dear." said V iolet “ It all t a p -
lay Maud Bernard
j pened because I attended aervteea am
! Christmas eve, but to begin at the U a s
i when, 1 laat saw you, the one day I
most distinctly recall waa t t e day T
met Frank. He waa on the stage, a w )
believing him to be a regular actor, 1.
dared not mqptlon hbn to Aunt Agnem
For years I suffered the annoyance off
entertaining her choice acquaintances
and met with her disapproval for say
utter Indifference. You can imagine m y
relief when the second appearance Off
Frank in oar little city showed hi an
in the light of a chautanqua singer—
consequently .eligible to admittance t o
t he best circles. He sang some o f your
compositions, won my aunt, took his
bride, and here I am. Suppose you taka
s Fiance at the other envelope that
came by the same messenger.”
t^opyriffiiw
Mae, speechlessly, laid down th *
T WAS kind of him at least to »Tory or my lire ado nngereu u w
send a special messenger. Up small envelope, which „ held
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another
to this time the only sym pathy prliie; g e n tly reached for her letter
1 have experienced has shone opener, and inside of another mlnnte %
In the ey es'of the postman, and this check for $1,000 fell Into her lap.
silent solicitude on his part 1» getting
When she could pull herself together
on my nerves. I am glad he failed to sufficiently she read the little note ac
witness this Anal disappointment T companying:
mean Anal too, for I am determined to
“ Dear Miss Hope—I sang your songs
devote my efforts to some other line at Edgewood, and they made the hit
from now on. 8UU I don’t see why he we have both been waiting for. I won
should have ruined my Christmas. It a hride and you wIn the
Merry
seems to me -since he beld my mann-: Christmas,
script for six weeks, he could have i
“ FRANK CHARITY.”
given it desk room for another day,
“ It seems, Violet, the same man baa
thus permitting me .to live up to my made ns both happy. He has given you
name today o f all days.”
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the hero you prayed for, and has helped
After this outburst Mae Hope, a j
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would-be song writer, sank into a j
chair, thrust a bulky envelope from the j
Frank Charity Music Publishers Into 1
her desk, and sat hopelessly gazing at ■
the small epistle from the same office
and with a slight touch of humor and
a faint suggestion o f a smile, recited
the contents of that letter—not
through the envelope, which she had
not opened, but from memory:
“ Sorry, Miss Hope, that this is not
yet quite up to the standard, bat sin
cerely trust you will not be discour
aged, etc., etc.”
For three years Miss Hope bad been
receiving these distressing notes from
the genial young'publisher, who could
not summon the courage to advise her
to give up. Perhnps be realized it was
merely a case of humoring an imag
inary talent rather than attempting to
earn a living as the young lady's in
come was sufficient to keep ber alive
without setting fire to the universe by
flashiug on the public ber picture serv
ing as a cover over Some sentimental
verses accompanied by music.
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It was tbe morning of the last day j
It Scsms, Violet, the Same Men Ha*
of tbe third unsuccessful year. Mae ;
Made Ua Both Happy."
Hope was interrupted at breakfast by
the sound of the door bell.
me to a coveted career, and the only
“ A lady to see you. Miss Hope,” j reason he did not make ua both happy
spoke the maid.
ou Christinas day la that you took th*
The name on tbe card seemed to add proper atep—lived up to your name.
Insult to Injury.
Faith, and went to church to have your
“ ‘Mrs. Frank Charity.’ I never knew prayer answered, while I chose the pes
he was married. Maybe It is someone simistic mood, and when happiness fell
else. Probably somebody knows I need into my lap I threw it aside and lost
charity. Tell ber I will be down Im Hope in the face of Charily,"
mediately."
One glance at tar visitor assured
During this resolution season s gooff
Miss Hope It was no stranger, but as many people are likely to start thing*
old school friend.
that they can't finish.
"Violet Faith! Yon? The card reads
Mrs. Charity.”
“Why, Mae, you seem surprised.”
“ How should I know yon were mar
ried?"
“ Violet, stealing a glance at the dis- j
orderly desk, remarked tartly:
“ Perhaps It would be a good Ides
to read your letters If you want to
keep up with the parade.”
“ You don't mean,” picking up the !
bulky envelope from the Frank Char- ;
tty Music Publishing company, “ that
this is a letter from yon. It looks for ]
all the world like manuscript.”
"Manuscript. Indeed 1 It is the story
of my life written on my wedding day.
and I am delighted to find it unopened
n whole week later. I thought It was
wonderfully thrilling, and to say the
least. Interesting to an old friend. 1
spent so much time composing It. 1 am
sure you will be fully enlightened M
y«u read It Instead of looking at me la • “Do you like tbe prize you won * t
blank amazement and making It lm the card ■ Ê 1
possible to express myfielf."
‘Not nt nil. It's n hoiiiel) thing, not
Miss Hope, after seeing ber guesi • don 1 inre. I inn give if u> someboffy
comfortably seated, delved lato the or u t'litUtioas arasent.’'
Faith Hope and
Chartty-Rsrsowfied
MT h * S t a r s o f P a r s o a n l S e r v ie * ”
716 FIRST STREET
Our FiftK" Christmas With You
HRISTMAS m ta d come and the
lone, busy day waa over at last.
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The toya were not aorry, for they
were quite tired out with the boatle
and noise, though they had enjoyed the
company o f the crowds of children,
who had been about all day. But you
see even engines and trains, ener
getic though they are, like to stop a
minute after they run down; jumping
Jacks want to catch their breath be
tween Jumps and dogs that bark and
sheep that bleat and lions that roar
enjoy little spaces o f silence just like
other folks.
But every one of them had done his
best stunt over and over all day and
now, In quiet and darkness, they could
go to sleep—all but the dolls who bad
been left standing bolt upright and
who couldn’t shut their eyes In conse
quence. So they stood up without a
wink and used the night to think and
think, when—
“ Mamma, mamma,” came from some
where 1 Had some child been left In
the toy shop by mistake and locked in?
“Mamma, mamma, mamma.” The
sound was familiar, when the toys
waked up enough to use their minds.
They had heard that squeaking call
all day.
“ Dear me, child," exclaimed the big
doll from Parts—the doll with the
beautiful face and delicate nerves who
stands right behind the “mamma doll.”
“ Stop that crying! Take off that pla
card 1" (Tou’ve seen the sign on dolls
“ 1 can say ’Mamma.’ " ) Fanchon was
cross Indeed, but wasn’t she beautiful!
Ton see her In the picture at the left
o f Charlie Chaplin. She is In street
dress with mole-colored corduroy coat
and hat o f the same material with pink
velvet facing. 8he has real lace at
her wrists and «m in e fu rs
“ Maybe It Is time for first aid’ to
hurt feelings" thought the boy scout
who stood near, so he said, “ Never
mind that French lady; she doesn’t
know what It Is to be afraid of the
dark.
Ton’ll find ‘mamma’ In the
morning,” and the boy scout who was
covered with “merit badges" turned
hack to his particular charge. You
see, he had picked up an Indian pap-
poose as be came through the wood,
and there she hung In her funny bark
cradle on his arm—little Owalssa, the
bluebird.
Meanwhile Emil and Katrina Kru-
sen, who didn’t understand. English
very well, kept to themselves and I
spoke in' German. They were» many,
people thought, the prettiest dolts In
the shop. (Toh should have seen ‘
Parisian shrug tar aristocratic
ders, when she Overheard ^ that
mark!) That was because th e
child. So she painted the face In what
painters call “ flesh tints," and saw to
It that there was a pleasant expression
on It
Katrina looks troubled In the
picture, but that Is because she Is a
little homesick for the kind o f Chrts-
* mas they have In Germany. 8he says,
“ A ch! Emil? I want to be In the lit
tle house where the Christmas tree
stands In the window. It has all Its
candles lighted tonight and the shade
Is pulled back. I want to sing carols
and go to church tomorrow, morning,
and have goose for dinner and play
games—"
“ When Is a doll not a doll,” broke
In the Jester, over at the left, who
never would let anybody be sad If he
could help It. “When It’s a doldrum I”
“Or a dolphin,” squeaked the Campbell
K id; “Or a dollar,” put In Daddy Long-
legs, who was standing in the back
ground.
“Cheap wit," remarked the college
girl dressed In rose and gray In honor
o f Vassar, who stood behind the down.
“ When It’s dollcho podiae or dolomite.
These,” she explained grandly, “ mean
insects or stones, speaking In popular
language, such as you can undent—”
“ Hello, are you ready?" It was the
voice o f the photographer. *Tve come
for your pictures.
Look pleasant
now t"
And they did.
And so did Santa
Claus, who had been listening all the
time in the background.—Chicago
Dally News.
Our store predominates in prices
5 , lO , 15 a n d 2 5 C e n t s
regardless o f their greater values
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W e are show ing a larger line o f imported and do
mestic China than ever.
N ovelties of every description A,
A ll sorts of T o y s and Gaines for Children.
Guns for the B oys, Dolls for the Girls*
B ooks, Stationery, Pictures and Frames.
M anicure Sets, Com b and Brush Sets, T oilet Articles
M en's T ies in handsome H olly and Poin-
settia Boxes.
A store full o f Notions for the ladies. In fact, every
thing that goes to make a complete Variety Store. You
all know us. Come in and look around. You are welcome.
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W ALLACE & SON
m a d e fy °anArtist who want«! ta r » V id H
own little girl's M l to look like a n o 1
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