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December, 1915
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Xmas
Handkerchiefs
Put up in Xmas boxes
Child’s Handkerchiefs, in burnt-
wood box, 2 Handkerchiefs
lOc
Ladies Handkerchiefs, sheer,
lawn and dimity, initial or em
broidered comers, 3 in box
25c
Men’s
Handker
chiefs
Xmas Gifts for every Member
of the Family at “The Home Store”
Large size, white with colored o C
initial, 3 in box " **
Men’s Ties, Silk and Satin mix
tures, large assortment
10c and 25c
Basement for Xmas Gifts
China—Silverware—Glassware
China Salad
Bowls and
Cake Plates
A Useful Gift
25c
NUTS - RAISINS—FRUITS
Buy now before the rush.
Mixed Nuts.. 15c lb Walnuts 20c lb
Pecans 15c lb Almonds 20c lb
Brazil Nuts 15c lb Raisins 10c lb
Oranges, 15, 20 and 25c per Dozen
TOY LAND
at McClure’s is teeming with Toys
for girls and boys at popular prices
5c, 10c, 25c and $1.00
Dollies—The largest and most
complete line in the city at the
prices of 5c, 10c, 25c and $1.00.
Bisque, charachee, kid body, joint
ed, dressed, etc.
CHINA TEA SETS
Large and Beautiful Selection
10c, 25c. 50c and $1.00 per Set.
McCLURE TEN CENT CO., The Home Store
Look Who’s Here!
This is Mr. Me.
With Henry Durand for more than 20 years
Now, is busines for himself with a modern
Cafe and Cafeteria
55 W. Mitchell St., 1-2 block from the Terminal Station,
and see me.
His Useful Head.
A Washington man had in his em
ploy a faithful but at times stupid
servant in the person of an old darkey
named Zeke.
Recently, when the employer had
vainly endeavored to get something
done in a certain way, he gave up in
despair, exclaiming:
“Zeke! Zeke! Whatever do you
think your head is for?”
Zeke, who evidently thought that this
was another of the troublesome ques
tions that his employer was always
asking, pondered it deeply. Finally the
replied:
“Well, boss, I guess it’s to keep my
collar on.”—Pittsburgh Chronicle-Tele
graph.
Delayed.
A suburban train was slowly work
ing its way through one of the bliz
zards of '94. Finally it came to a
dead stop and all efforts to start it
again were futile.
In the wee, small hours of the morn
ing a weary commuter, numb from the
cold and the cramped position in
which he had tried to sleep, crawled
out of the train and floundered through
the heavy snowdrift to the nearest tele
graph station. This is tne message he
handed to the operator:
“Will not be at office today. Not
home yesterday yet.”
Plenty of Turkey.
The following story is reported from
the trenches in France, says Every
body’s. A young German lieutenant
and his orderly were doing patrol duty.
All day long they had been riding
through the woods without a bite to
eat. Toward evening they came to a
battery of heavy artillery where they
dismounted and asked for some supper.
The captain in charge of the guns
told the young lieutenant that he could
have some nice turkey. The young
man took a hearty bite of the offered
meat, then looking up suspiciously,
asked: “Beg your pardon, captain;
did you say this was turkey?”
“Why, sure that’s turkey.”
He took a few more bites and asked
again: “Are you really sure, Herr
Captain, that this is turkey?”
“Certainly, Herr Lieutenant; turkey
it is!”
The lieutenant finished his meal in
silence, and thanked the captain for
his hospitality. Then he called his or
derly. “Fritz,” he directed, “saddle
our turkeys!”
Politeness Didn’t Pay.
“I noticed,” said the husband, “you
didn’t say ‘thank you’ to the man who
gave you his seat in the car this even
ing.” “No,” replied the wife; “you
see, I once stopped to say thank you,
and by the time I had done so I found
that another woman had the seat.”—
Topeka Journal.