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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1942-04-09, Page 6April 9tli, J 942 THE EXETER TIMES-AD VO CATE ESTABLISHEDIn Church •Joan Frances Austen ■ of their dead hopes, and pray the Lord of Life that the stone may not he too long delayed, . -—The Missus ‘•■God comfort those who suffer in this war,” the parson prayed. The sun shone in through coloured glass; vibrant, the organ played. Deep in my foolish heart I asked, “How much does God take heed? Thousands of hearts are broken and a million people bleed!” “Oh thou of little faith,” He said, And humbled, deep I bowed my head. Notes from A Workshop FOR SALE BY Hensail WHO SHALL ROLL AWAY THE STONE? So dull of heart we are and slow to believe! Year after year Easter comes to us, holding-out the white, lily of ultimate hope, but never till we know personal suffering and the anguish of the long parting, can we accept her gift. Today the world is full of anxious, troubled people and of those who hear unspeakable burdens. As they look back on happier springtimes may they feel the stirring of immortal hope beneath their dull despair. They must look forward too, to the resurrection of many things-—of their national life with the dear, familiar customs of homes now lying black amid the ashes of the -conqueror’s fires. They look for a re-birth of comfort, of freedom, of faith. . We Canadian women have not even sipped the cup of their suffering and in deep gratitude let us take a little time to watch with these our sisters at the tomb the rolling away of A SONG AT EASTER If this bright lily Can live once more, And its white promise - Be as before, Why cannot Be moved the great stone from His door? grassIf the green Ascend the shake Year after year, • And blossoms break Again and again For April’s sake, Why cannot He, From the dark and mould, Show us again His manifold And gleaming glory, A stream of gold? Faint heart, be sure These -things must be. See the new bud On the old tree?. . . If flowers can wake, Oh, why not He? —'Charles Hanson Towne» » ♦ HYPATICA you take your first early the woods, watch for the On a sunny slope, cud­ giant When walk in hypatica. dling up to the root -of a maple, you will see it, pushing up, sky, sweet bloom from* last year’s leaves. The flowers, borne on hairy stems, come in little clusters, ranging in color from white -to pinky mauve, and they give off a faint, fresh perfume. The -old leaves are almost .purple -and liver­ shaped (hence the name) but later on the new leaves will come, beau­ tiful glossy green. In picking flowers, be careful not to injure the root. In many localities the plant is almost extinct. We would not want to lose this little bit of purely American flower life.* * * ' > ■#LACES FOR BABIES on issue, the following article ,is interesting; A rare collection of 500 pieces of heirloom laces, valued at a total ex­ ceeding $150,000 has been sent from England to the British War Relief Society in New York,, to be sold for the benefit of bomb-shocked Brit­ ish children. These include eight­ eenth century pieces that one be­ longed to Queen Charlotte, wife of George III, as well as a bridal veil contributed by Queen Mary -of Eng­ land. Several valuable -donations were sent from the Victoria and Albert Museum in London, includ­ ing laces that were made for Na­ poleon and others that were among the prized possessions of Marie An­ toinette. The collection was as­ sembled under the direction of Lady Smith-Dorrien. In response to her appeal the titled mistresses of castles precious pieces. Remembering the information lace-making in last week’s and manors brought out antiques and heirloom * * * DRESS RESTRICTIONS The new orders issued by the War Time Prices and Trade Board are designed to prevent an acute shortage of materials. The new order eliminates all styles using more than the minimum amount of cloth, tached places limits stricts tons that may be used for any one dress. Matching bell sleeves are dress may have with a maximum inches in daytime twelve inches in evenin; It rules out bodices to the tops of skirts and them with waist bands, the sizes of belts and to nine the number of but- at- re- It re- underslips and “out” and each only one zipper length of nine dresses and ig dresses. Prohibited by the order is the manufacture of lounging pyjamas, hodsecoats for children up to size 14, two-piece kiddies pyjamas up to size six, and dance sets. On skirts patch pockets may not be used. Patterns and colors in fabrics are also limited. The ten­ dency will be to produce a more Standard typo of garment. ■# TO WASH PAINTED WOODWORK Generally borax The better the paint, the better it will clean. Never use soda and only use the mildest soap if any parts are extra dirty, water is sufficient. An ounce of borax should be dis­ solved in a eup of boiling water and stirred into a pail of warm wa­ ter. For very dirty paint, put in some soap flakes as well, but do not overdo it, or you may cause smears. For an extra special clean-up, it is well worth while haying a second pail of borax-water (without soap, of course) for rinsing. Instead of using a more or less fluffy flannel, try one of the little sponges obtainable for a few cents. Clean and rinse a small piece at a time and, after drying it with a smooth cloth, polish it with a leath- The paint will look as good aser. new. * * * SWEET BUTTER On the Toronto market prices are being quoted on “sweet” (un­ salted) butter, which, we are in­ formed, is mostly, sold to Old Country folks. As children, we were very fond of the little pat of fresh butter grandmother used to make for us. I recall that, visit­ ing the creamery at Centralia, when it was first opened, Mr. Tom Willis, the proprietor, showed us boxes of unsalted butter, designed for ship­ ment to England. It is strange how tastes differ. A very -old Devon­ shire lady told me that in her childhood at home, all the cream was scalded before being churned. Of course, at that time, pasteuriz­ ation was unknown and the scald- ling may 'have been a rathei' primi­ tive method of giving the butter For many years people knew and 'sunning utensils Many of pails shelf bettei’ keeping qualities, hundreds Gof that scalding kept milk from souring, us can remember the row of and crocks standing on the outside the farm house door. * * KETTLE AND PAN remember that last carried directions root of rhubarb into We tried it fresh occa- Do you this page bringing a cellar for winter use? at our house and are enjoying pink rhubarb sauce and the sional, pie. * * * # 'ifi » # ^t1 * KITCHEN KINKS Murks made by moving heavy furniture can be removed by rubbing with a soapy cloth dip­ ped In kerosene. * >!• $ * fall for the cook, mistake to fruit and two clean butter and previously fat. in small hours. Loaf heavy white id ace bake in a in a George Rector, the famous says: “When adding raisins or cur­ rants to a batter it is a flour them. Wash the dry thoroughly between towels. Add them to the sugar which has been well creamed.” Using Secondary Cuts of Meat Hungarian Goulash 2 lbs. chopped onions Brown in a little Add: 4 lbs. shin beef cut pieces 1 tin tomatoes Seasoning to taste Cook slowly for 2£ Spanish Meat One and a half pounds ground raw beef, 1 cup uncooked rolled oats, % cup tomatoes, 1 egg, 2 medium- sizeS slices bread cubed, 5 table­ spoons diced -celery, 4 tablespoons green pepper or onion, 2 % teaspoons salt, dash of pepper, 3 tablespoons melted fatror beef dripping, % cup left-over thick gravy or sauce. Combine ingredients, greased loaf pan, and moderate oven (350 degrees) for 4'0-50 minutes. Or, bake in a greas­ ed ring mold; when turned out, the centre can be filled with buttered carrots and peas, and lined around the outside with mashed- potatoes. Porcttpnie Potatoes Select potatoes of small uniform size and cook in their jackets in boiling water. When cool, pare. Melt bacon fat or butter in a, deep narrow bowl. Roll the potatoes in the fat, then in corn flakes. Bake in a moderate oven (350 degrees E.) for 10 minutes. Serve with meat loaf or browned corn beef hash. And as I sat remembering only such things as these— The victims of the devil’s work were rescued from the seas; A thousand nurses stooped to ease a thousand soldiers’ pain; A hundred Spitfire pilots rose to clear the skies again; Many a foster mother kissed some little orphaned child; Smoke-blackened firemen fought huge fires with spirits undefiled; Ten million willing, outstretched hands fed homeless, hungry folk; A tired crowd underground laughed at a wounded actor’s joke; White helmeted young doctors braved a screaming shower of death. Binding up hurts, speaking kind words, restoring failing breath. MORRIS-FISHER NUPTIALS Granddaughter of Mr, and Mrs. Win. Fisher is Married at Smart Event in Westmount, Montreal. officiated, T. Love. played the were Miss sis- St. Matthias church, Westmount, Montreal, was the scene of a love­ ly wedding -on Saturday afternoon March 2 8th, at half-past three o’clock when Anna Marie, only daughter of Mr, and Mrs.’ W. A. Fisher was married to Edwin Wil­ liam John Morris, senior pilot, No. 9 Air Observer School, St, Johns, Que., only son of Captain the Rev. John Morris, Oxford Rifles, and Mrs. Morris, of Woodstock. Cap­ tain the Rev. John Morris, of Old St. Paul’s church, Woodstock, fa­ ther of the bridegroom, assisted by the Rev. A. Mr. W. Johnston Hislop wedding music. The bridal attendants Nora Morris, of London, Ont., ter of the bridegroom, and 'Miss Ellen Rathie, of Montreal. Mr. John F. Brown, senior pilot, No. 9 'Observer School, -acted as best man- for Mr. Morris and the ushers were Arthur R. Leach, sen­ ior pilot; Sydney L. Walker, radio superintendent, Russell A. Kelter, pilot, pilot, all of School. The bride her father, mature white crepe faconne, satin, fashioned with a tight-fit­ ting bodice having a heart-shaped neckline and wrist length sleeves and a skirt* falling into a long, sweeping train, tulle illusion was turban -of crepe by gardenias, ivory prayer book which her ther -carried on her wedding and a shower bouquet of denias, freesia and white sweet peas. Her -ornaments were a rope of pearls and the gift of the bride­ groom, a watch. Two Bridesmaids attendants in frocks of taffeta, made as that worn the skirts falling into short They wore coronets of tropical rose and Miss Rathie, Eliz­ abeth blue. Mrs. Fisher, the bride’s mother, wore a floor-length gown of mist- blue crepe matlessa, a small matching hat with a fuchsia veil and a shoulder corsage of fuchsia orchids. Mrs. Morris, mother -of the bridegroom, was gowned in briar rose peau d’ange lace and wore a small violet hat with acces­ sories to match and a shoulder corsage of violets, The reception was held at the residence of the bride’s parents, 3526 Grey Avenue, where spring flowers were used to decorate the bride’s table "being arranged with freesia and white sweet peas. Later, Mr. and Mrs. Morris left on a short wedding trip, the bride wearing a suit of raspberry wool with a black hat and accessories and a corsage bouquet of garden­ ias. She carried a black reefer topcoat. They will reside in St. John’s Que. The bride is a, grand­ daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Fisher, of Exeter. CASEY— SULLIVAN Wm. and ■ Edward No. B. 9 Air - -'I > Reynolds, ’Observer took was She given wore a away by gown of over Her long veil of worn over a skull faconne and She carried held an mo- day, gar- were gowned ■crepe faconne on the -same by the bride, Varnishes•» Paints Enamels *Wax A FINISH FOR EVERY SURFACE H. S. WALTER , Exeter A. SPENCER & SON Her alike over ■ lines . with trains, sweet peas in their hair and car­ ried bouquets of blue iris and rose sweet peas, -their ornaments being­ strings of pearls. Miss Morris wore A pretty Easter wedding place at Our Lady of Mt. Carmel catholic church when Mary Bea­ trice, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Pat­ rick Sullivan, was united in mar­ riage to Michael Joseph 'Casey, son of Mr. and Mrs. George Casey, of Wallacetown. Rev. Basil Sullivan, C.S.B., of Toronto, uncle of the bride, performed the marriage, as­ sisted by Rev. Father Fogarty, par­ ish priest. The youthful bride look­ ed sweet in white sheer with shoul­ der-length veil caught with apple blossoms and carrying a prayer book with satin streamers. The maid-of- honor was her -sister, Miss Theresa, in sky blue sheer with matching hat. The groom was supported by his cousin, Robert Kerr, of Rodney. Later the friends, numbering about thirty-five, -gathered at the home of the bride where a wedding dinner was served. Relatives were present frpm St. Thomas, Shedden, Wal­ lacetown, and West Lome. The young couple will reside on the groom’s farm -on Highway No. west of Wallacetown. We’ve often wondered, but nev­ er . figured out why bad habits are easier to acquire than good ones. Anything Is Liable to Disappear in Britain in These Days of Rationing By Margaret Butcher We have been discussing the new soap rationing—which I, for one, saw coming a long while ago. I dare say we shall find it adequate, with care—like -our other rations; but it certainly does raise thought, especially in such devoted soap-fans as us British. It is smart now to- be a bit shabby, but will the day ever come when it is chic to be faintly dingy. I hardly think so. Of course there is a way of tackl­ ing this rationing business, when you know how. Remembering that shortages of this and that, last time, I laid in a small stock a couple of years ago. It is quite possible to do that without ‘hoarding,’ and then when rationing eventually comes, it eases the strain. I bought safety- pins, hairpins, scissors, lengths of surgical bandage, lengths of elastic and some soap. I also started to save all good paper bags; and I have been glad, plenty of times, for these simple precautions. Oui’ island situation makes the position peculiar, naturally, but any country at war, one imagines might feel after a time, a shortage of these things—-especially metals and fatty substances. - Such commodi­ ties have a way of suddenly disap­ pearing altogether. One walks into a store for safety-pins, for instance, to be met with blank looks or apolo­ gies. Then there are screws, nails and thumbtacks: all liable to dis­ appear. A spare box of these bits and pieces put away somewhere on a shelf, saves endless worry later on, The blackout, for one thing, simply eats up curtain-rings» wire thumb-tacks; so if rationing, to any extent, is coming your way 'over there, you might find the hint ful. , Off to the Shelter Last night I met a charming temporarily bewildered) friend had made a date with me for the purpose of getting a spot of laundry done for me. I turned up at the rendezvous with a nasty looking newspaper parcel containing a blan­ ket and sheet—it having become quite impossible to locate a laundry —and found her pondering deeply on something she had seen. An old lady, she said, walked up the hill in front of her, towards the publje Shelter, with a gas-mask in one hand and a large alarm-clock dang­ ling from the fingers of the other, and all at tea-time. For Her com­ fort I explained that there had been a warning note just about that time, so the old dear, very probably, was off to tak|e up her duties as a shel­ ter warden, (But Why the alarm­ clock?) The warning, after all, was judged to be a mistake; somebody, probably pushed a knob or pulled a handle absent-mindedly, for most of the people heard nothing at all­ including my friend. When I ex­ plained to her what had happened she was extremely disturbed, and convinced that she should patter all the way back to that shelter and tell the poor old dear—who is probably still nestling in there With her mysterious clock, waiting for the “All Clear.” Amusing the Kiddies I have, now taken, up another queer activity which keeps my har­ assed brain busy. Well, it is ra\bit more grist to the mill, and harmless enough, in all conscience. Every week I publish some stuff which is published to amuse the kiddies. It seems that it is still needed, so somebody must do it. Newspaper space in these days is very restrict­ ed but most of the provincial pub­ lications still keep a corner for the children; and then I burst out into crosswords, puzzles, articles and rhyme. I have never done work for child­ ren before, but there have been no complaints up to date. The -rule is ‘nothing about war,’ Not an easy motto, as you can imagine, but somehow one manages to keep to it. I suppose the poor little things- say glad now ing, the work I wonder, those parents think of my efforts— especialy my rhymes, and every weeki • sees something which to the immense relief of the kiddies, I am sure, makes not the slightest effort of improvement or high moral tone. This week’s, I suspect, has been vaguely influenced on reading: LA foolish old person at Slough Made no end of a pet of her cow. So well was it fed That it went to its head. It drove the old person to sleep •in the shed, And lives in the drawing-room now. -to nothing of their parents—are to get away from it for awile, and then. The pay is shock alas! but I am afraid I do find rather amusing; though ■, sometimes just what have always noticed and that is that, the average nice child is really po­ lite and indulgent toward the strange whimsies which seem to amuse its elders. So my evenings, nowadays, are given up to this odd occupation, and all sorts of people dig down into their childhood mem­ ories to- supply me with games and puzzles if I am feeling stumped. The general notion is that if it is for the kids it’s’ worth while—and that is quite right. We’ve got to do all we can to keep them healthy and normal and safe, considering that they’ll still be a going concern when we’re out of the running for good. Even the folk who don’t really care much for children—preferring the company of the more mature human, as some do—must see the cold common sense of this. Those selfish and over-sentimental parents who’ve dragged their kids back to big, dangerous cities are just trying to commit national suicide for the sake of their own small personal feelings or prejudices. You should have heard our 'friend the doctor on the subject! Sensible Enthusiasts and his wife are what one. call sensible enthusiasts, have a charming house, a young daughter and a large but still The My Odd Occupation My friends, who are usually re­ garded, as grown up and responsible individuals, display a constant and feverish, desire to know what is go­ ing on in this line; so maybe the children don’t mind. He would They lovely practice to contend with; there is time for .other things, wife is now off to the West of Eng­ land for a three weeks’ intensive training in A.R.P. She is already our local expert, but wants to be better still. The test will be very severe, including real bombs and a genuine whiff of gas—without any mask, to test reactions. They get a stiff medical overhaul One thing- I course. This slim, graceful, capable wo­ man is my idea of the right sort of body to have around in a crisis; may she be there if it happens! They are both excellent talkers, too. When I nip across every now and then for a coffee after the evening meal, we have a grand discussion about everything under the sun; those lovely discussions full of dis­ agreements that never become dis­ agreeable. The doc listens to what one has to say, his monocled eye re­ garding one astutely, and then, hitching up his trousers at the knees, he leans forward and jumps right into the argument, so that one has to think fast. I always comp away from the pleasant, softly-light­ ed lounge with the reeling that I have l^een given a grand tonic. And ‘ one needs a mental tonic, now and ■ then in these days! I’ll say we do. Backache-Kidneys Cry for Help Most people fail to recognize th© seriousness of a bad back, The stitches, twitches, and twinges are bad enough and cause great suf­ fering, but back of the backache and the ‘ cause of it all is the dis­ ordered kidneys crying out a warn­ ing through the back. A pain in the back is. the kidneys’* cry for help. Go to their assistance. Get a box of Doan’s Kidney Pills. A remedy for backache and sick kidneys. “Doan’s” are put up in an oblong' grey box With our trad© mark a ‘‘Maple Leaf” on the wrapper. Refuse substitutes. Get4 4 Doan’s. ’ ’ The T. Milburn Co., Ltd., Toronto, Ont. (but who Saji i HELP THE MAN You con help the mon in uniform, merely by saving regularly. Because when you save you increase the floyr of labour and material from civilian to War production. And when you lend accumulated savings to the country in War Savings Certificates and war Ioans, you help Canada supply to our fighting men the arms and equipment they need. Seize this patriotic opportunity! your full weight! Start saving NOW!