The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1942-04-30, Page 6■Wwday, April 30th, J 942 .<■THE
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Notes from
A Woman’s Workshop
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DEADLY SILENCE
I once thought that no one was worse than a person who talked all
the time, but I-ain now inclined to think that a person who doesn’t talk
at all is as bad—and probably worse.The person who doesn’t talk at all is deadliest in a group of three, in
which one othei’ person doesn’t talk much, it at all. I have wondered why
these silent people, given to frequent yawning and gazing, ever join small
social groups. Do long silences never torture them? Have they got
something on us talkers?
think that talkini
Why do they visit?
talk? ‘
not to
silences never torture them? Have they _
Do they enjoy quiet contemplation? Do they
g is always unnecessary when there is nothing to say?
v Why do they entertain? When and where do they
Talk they must somewhere and sometime, because it isn’t human
talk.—Copperweld.
NOT AS OFTEN “ST. GEORGE FOR MERRY
ENGLAND”
This is the 17th in the series of
stories about a trip to wartime
Britain and return, by way of
Portugal... They are written for
the weekly newspapers of Can
ada by Hugh Templin, editor of
the Fergus News-Record.
A big silver dollar and a little
brown cent,
Rolling along together they went.
Rolling along the smooth sidewalk,
When the dollar remarked (for the
dollar can talk)
“You poor little cent!" You cheap
little mite!
I’m bigger and more than twice asc
bright.
I’m worth more than you a hund
redfold,
on me in letters bold
drawn from the pious
Trust”,which all can
And written
Is the motto
creed
“In God We
read,”
“Yes, I know,” said the cent, “I’m
a cheap little mite,
And I know I’m not big, nor good,
nor bright,
“And yet,” said the cent, with a
meek little sigh,
“You don’t go to church as
as I.”—(Selected)
* * *
ENGLISH STEPS OUT
often
Not so long ago we spoke in
column of the way in which
language is constantly adapting to
its use new expressions. To date
we note:
“Gate”, used as in this sentence:
“We flew through a five-hour gate
of Japanese fire.”
“Ersatz”—a German word mean
ing substituted synthetic material.
“Tolerance”—now used common
ly in connection with mechanical
adjustment.
this
our
This is the ancient battle cry of
generations of free Englishmen but
most of us have very hazy notions
in regard to our patron saint, whose
memory we observe on April 23.
St. George was not an Englishman,
but he was a real person, and not
■■ a myth. History tells us that he
was the son of a 'Christian martyr
and was brought up in Palestine
amid the scenes of our Lord’s earth
ly life. He early became a believ
er in the Christian doctrine. He
was a famous soldier and stood
high in the favor of tfi§ Emperor,
but when Diocletian instituted the
last and most terrible of the Chris
tian persecutions, the young George
would not give up his faith and was
put to a cruel death in 303 A.D. He
had been very popular so that his
influence and fame far outlived him
and he came to occupy a central
place in the legends of the early
Christian church.
When Richard II of England re
turned from the Crusades he adopt*
ed the red cross of St. George as
the battle flag of England. For
3 00 years it shone alone on its
white field, Later the crosses of
Andrew and St.
to form ourI
Patrick were
present Union
story of St.well-known
rescuing the maiden from
*♦♦
All economies fall into two groups
—tee and false. True economy is
good value for your money. False
economy Is poor value—cheap,
shoddy items that wear out before
their day. Avoid them.
M*
GARDENS
St.
added
Jack.
The
George
the dragon is allegorical, but it typi
fies the struggle between Chris
tianity and paganism for the life of
the young church.
“This England never did, nor ever
shall,
Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror.
Come the three corners of the world
in arms,
And we shall shock them.
Nought shall make us
If England to itself
true.”
rue,
do rest b’ut
We noted that Mr. Rush, the gar
den expert who spoke to the W.I. in
Exeter recently, impressed on all ’
the necessity for economy in the
use of seeds, which would, in future,-
be increasingly difficult to procure,
as many of them had come from'
abroad. To this end he advised
that seeds should be planted from
a saucer, never from the package,
and that they should be carefully
distributed at proper distances
apart. Most of us must plead guil
ty to extravagance in this respect.
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DAIRYING 5,000 YEARS AGO
*
FARMERS URGED
*♦
TO SAVE
SACKS AND BAGS
that
were
(you
lived
have
From now on farmers would be
well advised to take particular care
of sacks and bags they may have on
hand. The spread -of the "war in
the Orient has seriously affected the
possibility of getting supplies of
jute, the raw material from which,
the best bags and sacks are made.
In fact, it is going to be very diffi
cult to get supplies -of jute in any
quantities. Jute comes principally
from India and is used in various
classes of textiles from fine fabrics
to coarse bagging, in cordage, bind
ing twine and to meet a variety of
needs on the farm.* * if
Treated Dusters: Mix % cup
lemon oil and 2 cups hot water and
sprinkle on cloth. Roll up tightly.* * *
KETTLE AND PAN
British and. American historical
missions, excavating in Babylonian
ruins, have added greatly to our
knowledge regarding ancient ways
■of life and it gives us a comfortable
sense of continuity to realize
in many essentials their ways
like our own. Working in Ur,
will remember that Abraham
in that city), archeologists
uncovered a shrine devoted to the
Goddess of Milk. Here they found
a plaque practically undamaged by
the years. A replica of this plaque
hangs in the entrance hall of the
Kraft Company in Chicago. The
panel is done in relief, showing in
the centre two calves looking out of
splint pens. On one side a man is
shown milking a cow, while a help
er stands at her head. On the
other side a third person is strain
ing milk into an earthen vessel, and
close to him another man is rolling
an oval jar back and forth between
his knees to churn the butter, which
still another worker is packing in
to jars. The whole scene is so home
ly and common, for though no doubt
we have greatly improved on
dairying process, the essentials
main the same.* * *
FORSYTHIA
the
re-
Little torches of the spring
While the world is grey
With your little lights you come
Brightening the way.
While your leaves are hid 1
sight
Brave and venturesome
Borne in on the breath of dawn
Suddenly you came.
♦ i|i.
from
trcm-
first
Then
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KITCHEN KINKS
When pressing men’s
sets or pleated garments,
iron over a damp cloth,
remove cloth and immediately
lay on a piece of heavy paper
Press again. This gives a
knife-edge crease. i» * * < > * $ * * ♦ # #
Maple Pudding
cup maple syrup
to 6 slices stale buttered bread
eggs
Place next layer of
1
4
2
% teaspoon salt
1% cups milk
Boil syrup 1'0 minutes. Butter
slices of bread 1/3 inch thick and
cut in strips. Dip bread in syrup
and arrange one layer in buttered
baking dish.
bread strips in opposite directions
and repeat until dish is nearly full.
Cover with custard mixture of eggs,
remaining syrup, salt and milk.
Place dish in pan of hot water and
bake in
F.)until
moderate oven (350 deg.
set—
Maple
maple
opened and a horseman enter
ed, while toreadors jumped over
the fence into the circle.
After his first rush, the bull "had
lost his enthusiasm. The toreadors
waved their red capes at him and
he charged them, while they neatly
side-stepped, or turned over t'heir
capes to show the yellow side, where
upon the bull 'lost interest. But he
didn’t like the horse and charged
for it. The eavaleiro held what look
ed like two tiny spears, with bright
ribbons on the end. As the bull
charged, he turned his horse, lean
ed towards the bull and neatly plant
ed the barbed ends of these ban-
derilhas in the fatty .part of the'
neck. The spears; broke off near
the points, leaving ribbons hanging
on the bull's neck. The bull looked
angry, rather than hurt, but he
didn't press the fight until the men
with the capes stirred him up again.
Six darts, in all, were placed in his
neck before the eavaleiro took a
wooden sword, and all alone in the
ring now, made several attacks on
the bull before dealing what might
hav,e been a death blow with a real
sword. The crowd, understanding
the fine points, booed cheerfully
when he missed and cheered when
he succeeded. Then the trumpet
blew. ag^in as the referee, sitting
on a pedestal, signalled that the
fight was over. The 'horseman rode
away, bowing and smiling.
There was oqe more fight on
horseback and six on foot. They
tended to grow monotonous. The'
sympathy of the Canadians was all
with the bulls. They didn’t want
to fight. Once a bull had his chance.
A toreador slipped and fell on the
sand. Thev bull immediately stood
aside until he got up. But the Por
tugese don’t ask the bulls to fight
more than once. They retire after
one public appearance. Perhaps
that’s just as well. The bull, back
in the pasture field, might get to
thinking, “Now, if I had only run
at the man instead of that red flag
....” and if any bulls got ideas like
that it might end the bull-fighting.
There remained one mystery.
How about those “torros disembol-
los”? We asked the young Lieu
tenant and he laughed heartily.
“Why,” he $aid, “we Portugese don’t
disembowel our bulls. It means,
how you say it? Oh yes, ’six dis-
balled bulls.’ You see, the ones
that' fight the horses have brass
balls on t'heir horns, so they can
not tear the horses’
ones
■balls
So
that body, but I knew the passport
said I was travelling
government business.”
mans knew that,
whole week in
really at ease,
night the people
■bassy gave us a
ish Club. It was a grand old build*’
ing and inside its thick walls one
could talk freely.
The Bullfight a Bright Spot
To the Canadian readers, it must
seem strange when I say that the
bullfight I saw in
some recreation.
Truly, I never
seen at a bullfight,
afternoon, of all
some time for the
B, K. Sandwell and I wdlked up
the Avenida da Liberdale on a Sat
urday afternoon, dodging the hawk
ers 'who tried to press lottery tickets
on us, and looking at 'the sights.
The huge, colored posters advertis
ing the bullfight fascinated us. They
bore some resemblance to fall fair
posters back home, but they had
pictures in brilliant colors, of torea
dors and raging bulls. Slowly, we
translated t'he posters—or thought
we did. The top line was clear
enough. “8 Bravos Torros.” “8
Brave Bulls”. And then the time
and the place and the price, which
was only 1'5 escudos or less than
75 cents for box seats. But the line
that really fascinated us was down
near the bottom, “6 Torros Disem-
bollos”.
“Good gosh, Templin,”
Sandwell. “It must
spectacle if they are going to dis
embowel six bulls.”
Back in the hotel,
party had other details,
the bulls weren’t killed,
just pretend. L..L L .
tional sport, something like hockey.
We shouldn’t miss it. Besides, a
young Portugese Army officer, who
spoke excellent English, would ac
company us to explain the fine
points. One of t'he
ready arranged for
the party.
Lisbons’ bull ring
cent setting. The
out of the broad Avenida in
beautiful park,
the great, circular’ bull ring, a tall
structure in fancy Moorish achi-
tecture. People were getting out
of cars all around it, while hundreds
of others came off the street cars
or on foot. , A
The Portugese Lieutenant found
the proper door and we began to
climb up and up on concrete stairs.
It reminded be of the Maple Leaf
Gardens in Toronto. It was another
typical “'hockey crowd,”, mostly
fairly young people, a few families
with children accompanying
parents. They were a happy,
cited lot.
The box seats were up at the
on the shady side. Lisbon is a
place. The temperature in the day
time ran about 85 degrees. Seats
in t’he sun cost about half the price
of those in the shade. * We sat on
chairs in a large, uncrowded box.
Nearby, various prominent families
occupied their own boxes. The fam
ily coats-of-arms showed on bright
cloths hung over the railings in
front.
Down below were the cheap seats,
around a perfectly circular ring
with a sandy floor. Over on the
sunny side, a band played unknown
airs. The place seated about 15,'000
and was fairly well filled, though
there was a big counter-attraction
t'hat day in a smaller city nearby,
with nearly twice
“on official
The Ger-
once in the
did I feel
Only
Lisbon
and that was the
in the British Em*
dinner at the Brit-
I have already writtea something
of Lisbon, the capital of Portugal.
This week, I add some more. Frank
ly, what I write is colored by my
point of view. Perhaps I do Lis
bon an injustice.
An excellent guide book, publish
ed by the Government of Portugal,
and presented to me with the com
pliments of the Minister of Propa
ganda (for they call a spade a spade
in Portugal), says:
“Lisbon is enchanting. It is a
city at once ancient and modern,
with wide avenues bordered by mag
nificent houses and crowded with
swift motor cars. There are streets
of steep steps in which houses of
many-colored fronts jostle one an
other confusedly, while between
them passes a motley crowd in
typical costumes—fishwives, bare
legged but wearing golden neck
laces, women carrying jugs of wa
ter on their heads in classic pose.”
True enough, no doubt, but my
diary tells a different story. Up to.
that time, it 'had been full and com
plete, as readers may have guessed.
But for the week in Portugal it is
brief. It says:
“Saturday, October 1‘Oth, to Fri
day, October 16 th—The terrible
week in Lisbon. Disliked it from
the start. Saw bullfight on Sun
day, October 11th. Sick on Tues
day and stayed that way till Ex
cambion sailed on Friday—and for
four days more.”
And that, except for two pages
of notes on the bullfignt, is all.
But I need no notes to bring back
memories of Lisbon. They keep
coming back, even in my sleep, and
nearly always’ as nightmares.
i All in the Point of View
Yet it is all in the point of view,
apparently,
pie from
Lisbon in those months and for
some fifteen months before, was
the symbol of liberty and compara
tive safety. Some of them) gave
up everything they had except their
lives, to reach the city. Uncounted
hundreds probably lost their lives
trying to reach it. Lisbon was the
only point of contact with the free-
world — with the United States
and, to some extent, with Great
Britain. During the voyage across
the Atlantic to New York, I was to
hear at first hand the stories of some
of these refugees. Not till then did
I learn.what Nazi domination real
ly means. For those poor people,
Lisbon was 'literally the doorway
out of Hell.
I didn’t look on Lisbon in that
way. To me, it was but a port of
call on the way to the home I
was anxious to see as soon as pos
sible. When I learned I would have
to wait ten days for a plane across
the Atlantic, it was a shock, With
the seven other Canadian editors,
I began to haunt the.offices of Pan
American Airways, and later, those
of American Expert Lines. I stood
in line with other refugees and be
came one of them. - Would I get out
of Portugal before the Germans ar
rived? I wondered. Would the
United States be forced into the
war While I stayed on in Lisbon
waiting for the Clippers that were
so slow in coming?
I had
Britain,
but they
kind. A
come unscathed through a bomb
raid and had marvelled at the way
free people took those things. There
had always been some danger in
those days and nights in England
but the people were of my own
kind, and it had seemed a good place
to be.
In Portugal, the very air was dif
ferent. I knew not a word of the
language and 'little of the customs.
An unusual number of policemen
were to 'be seen everywhere,
could buy lottery tickets on the
streets, but could be arrested for
using a cigarette lighter.
Portugal has a benevolent dicta
tor, a Professor Salazar. He has
done much good, they say. But
there must be times when he quails
at the magnitude of the job ahead
of him. The people are desperate
ly pool'; many of them had deadly
sicknesses. I had been warned not
to drink the water in Lisbbn or
eVen clean my "teeth with it. Dis
tilled water was sold in five-litre
bottles for that purpose. Nobody
warned me against all raw fruits
and vegetables. It may have been
a lettuce salad, or perhaps a bunch
of handsome grapes that finally
sent me to bed, quite ill.
But it may have been just the
fear that comes from being watch
ed day after day by enemy eyes.
The new Hotel Victoria swarmed
with Germans, one of them said to
be the head of the local Gestapo/
I had. to ’turn over my passport on
arrival to the International Police.
I never did find out who constitute
To thousands of peo-
Nazi-dominated Europe,
plane from
its dangers,
exhilirating
just come toy
The trip had
were of the
few nights before, I had
Lisbon provided
expected to be
and on a Sunday
times. It took
idea to sink in,
We shuddered over it.
said, Mr,
be a bloody
of our
They said
It was all
But it was the na-
others
crowd had al-
two ‘boxes for
has a magnifi-
taxicab turned
a
In the centre rose
as 'many bulls,
of the -Bulls
bullfight,
KIPPEN EAST W. I
Mrs. Morley Cooper's fine farm
home nt Kippen was opened to the
Kippen East W.I, for their annual
meeting. After the opening exer
cises the report of the many activi
ties was reviewed by the convener
of the standing committee. After
the ^adoption of the financial report
and" auditors’ statement, Mrs. R.
Simpson, chairman of the nomin
ating committee, read the slate of
officers for the ensuing year: Pres,,
Mrs. Glenn McLean (8th term); 1st
vice-pres., Mrs. W. Cole; 2nd vice-
pres., Mrs. W. Doig; sec.-treas’., Mrs.
Wm. McLean; * pianist, Miss Ethel
Clark; directors, Mrs. Glenn Sla
vin, Mrs, R. Elgie, Mrs. A. Moore,
Mrs. J. M. MacLean; conveners;
1 Agriculture and 'Canadian Industries,
Mrs. Harry Caldwell; 'Citizenship,
Mrs. William Kyle; Health, Mrs. N.
Long; Household Economics, Mrs.
Winston Workman; Publicity, Mrs.
R. Dalrymple; war work, Mrs. G.
Glenn; Historical Research, Miss N.
McKay; auditor, Mrs. R. Simpson;
Sunshine Committee, Mrs. A. Alex
ander, Mrs. M. Traquair, M. Sin
clair, iLaura Tremeer.
This branch is registered under
the Canadian War Charities admin
istration and its many excellent war
work activities are covered by if.
During the last year over $1,000
has been raised for war work. The
sewing committee reported 676
pieces of sewing, largely for the
army and navy, and 6'0 quilts. Dur
ing the year 184 pairs *of socks, 12
pairs seamen’s sock, mitts, helmets,
63 scarves and 2>S- sweaters were
knitted. To the local boys over
seas have gone 44 boxes and $29.00
in cigarettes.
Teacher—Johnny, what is a can
nibal?
Johnny—I don’t know.
Teacher—-Well, if you ate your
father and mother, what would you
be?
Johnny—I’d be an orphan.
Stubborn Cases
of Constipation
Those who keep a mass of
impurity pent up in their bodies,
day after day, instead of having it
removed as nature intended, at least
once in every twenty-four hours, in
variably suffer from constipation.
The use of cheap, harsh purgatives
will never get you any where as they
only aggravate the trouble and in
jure the delicate mucous lining of the
bowels, and are very liable to cause
piles.
If constipated take Milbum’s,
Laxa-Liver Pills and have a natural
movement of the bowels. They do
not gripe, weaken and sicken as
many laxatives do.
.Th® T. Milburn Co, 141, Toronto, Ont,
flanks; the
that fight the men have no
on their horns.’-’
that was that!
Cuddling parties are all right—
they serve as a process of elimina
tion in a mans search for a wife.
TORONTO >•
THE HOARDER
Monthly Rates
DENT—STAPLETON
U
A quiet wedding was solemnized
in Holy Trinity Pro-Cathedral, Coch
rane, when'Rev. J. Blackburn of
ficiated for the marriage of Evelyn
Rose Stapleton, formerly of Hen-
sall, and James Percival Dent, of
Cochrane. Following an , extended
wedding trip to Ottawa, Mr.’ and Mrs.
Dent will reside in Cochrane.
Hotel Wo ver ley
SyAxsitA Ave. at Colleos St.
RATES
SINGLE . $1.50 fo $3.00
DOUBLE . $2J» to $6.00
Special Weekly
A MODERN ...
QUIET . . .
WELL CONDUCTED . . .
CONVENIENTLY LOCATED
HOTEL . . .
Close to Parliament Buildings,
University of Toronto. MapIe
Leaf Gardens, Fashionable
Shopping District, Wholesale
Theatres, Churches
of Every Denomination.
A. M. Powell, President
On the Side
The Portugese
turned out, is not a bloody spec
tacle, 'but rather a pageant, Horses
and costumes are beautiful and>
even the bulls look impressive as
they Come on at first, snorting and
occasionally pawing the sand. But
no blood is spilled, no animals are
killed and no person Was hurt,
though that -was merely because
the bulls failed to follow up t'heir
advantages, when they came. It
was less cruel than a rodeo, much
less exciting than a junior hockey
match, less dangerous, apparently,
than senior rugby football.
The costumes were beautiful, all
covered with gold braid on bright
colors. There were toreadors, Who
fight on foot, using a capa Or cape
to attract the attention of the bulls.
Chief of these is the matador, the
man who kills the bull (in Spain)
or Used a Wooden sword and pre
tends to kill the animal, in Portu
gal. The mounted bullfighters are
cavaleiros. Sometimes there are
other men who wrestle the bulls and
throw them. These are forcados.
A bugle blows and the excitement
begins. There is a sort of grand
parade—two cavaleiros on splen
did Arab horses and several groups
of toreadors in brilliant yellow and
deep plum colored velvet suits With
gold braid.
The. trumpets blew again. The
ring was cleared, ■ A gate at the
left opened and a black bull With
brass balls on his horns came rush
ing in, Another gate across the ring
as it People who buy more of any
thing than they currently need,
and merchants who encourage
them to do so, are sabotaging
the war effort and are therefore
public enemies.
Loyal citizens do not hoard.
They buy only for their im
mediate needs. They cheerfully
adjust their standard of living,
realizing that their country’s
needs must come first. They
do not try to gain unfair ad
vantages over their neighbours*
co-operating to the best of your
ability to save Canada from
such horrors as Hong Kong?
Xf Canadians do their duty,
there will be nd more hoarding.
Everyone will get a fair share of
the goods available. More food
can be sent to Great Britain.
More raw materials — more
manpower — will be available
for making guns, tanks, planes
and other armaments to back
up our armed forces.
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Syrup Pie
syrup2
2
Pinch of salt
1 cup milk
2 tablespoons
Boil milk and
starch which has been blended
a little cold milk, cook in double
boiler stirring constantly for five
minutes. Pour over the beaten eggs
and return to double boiler, Cook
five minutes, pour into baked pas
try shell. Cover top with meringue
made from two egg-whites.
Maple Syrup Sauce
(for ice cream or puddings)
1 cup maple syrup
1 teaspoon butter
1 teaspoon flour
Melt butter, add flour, cook until
frothy, slowly add syrup and boil one
minute, serve hot or cold.
Use one-quarter cup maple syrup
to replace granulated sugar in apple
pie—-an entirely new flavor is
developed,
cups
egg yolks
corn starch
syrup together add
with
Aro you a hoarder or a loyal
citizen? Are you hampering
Canada’s war effort by un
necessary buying? Or are you
In cases where it is advisable for you to buy in advance
of your immediate requirements—such as your next
season's coal\^upply—you will be encouraged to do so by
direct statement from responsible -officials,
WARTIME PRICES AND TRADE BOARD
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