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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Lucknow Sentinel, 1922-10-05, Page 2r I Girls Descend Vesuvius Crater Hire® English girls traveling in Italy hav® had the novel experience of going down into the crater of Vesuvius gad then of ascending the inner cone, which of late has been violently ac­ tive. One of the three, Miss F. M. 'Woodhouse, In the London Sphere re­ lates the trip as follows: “The day on which two girl friends and myself decided to ascend Vesuvius was a gloriously warm and sunny one. *A gentle breeze was blowing from the southwest, and we could see the smoke from the volcano being carried inland to the northeast. We had in­ tended merely to do the usual climb up to the edge of the large mouth of the volcano, but when we arrived there with our guide we were so thril­ led by the appearance of the inside of the crater that we were seized with an irresistible impulse to descend into the crater itself and climb the inner active cone. This latter rises about 150 feet from the level of the crater floor, and from it redhot lava and volumes of thick smoke were issuing at intervals. “I asked the guide if we could go down. He seemed a little doubtful about it. By dint of a little persuasion, however, matters were satisfactorily arranged. What struck me most as we stood on the edge of the crater was the extraordinary stillness of every­ thing ; no stir or sound of any kind ex­ cept an occasional rumble, the pre­ lude to an emissipn of smoke and stones from the inner cone. The dense fumes would fill the crater for a time and then gradually disperse. We start­ ed to descend the crater wall, walking over lava which crumbled under our feet. There was no path; we had to follow the guides as scrambling'down the and getting our shoes ashes. “At last we reached ■where the going was the heat from the earth steadily in­ creased, and we could now see the red- hot lava showing beneath the cracks on the surface. We were approaching the inner cone and every now and I best we could, steep descent filled with hot the level floor, easier, though then were enveloped in clouds of sul­ phurous gases which made our eyes smart and gave us a choking feeling in our throats.“Through rifts in the clouds of smoke we could see the inner cone towering above us1, from the top of which belched forth great volumes of smoke accompanied by showers of red-hot lava. It was* really a terrify­ ing spectacle, and I realized that a change in the direction of the wind might have most unpleasant conse­ quences. “Never shall I forget the scene which greeted my eyea as I stood upon the lip of that inner cone! Just be­ low my feet was1 a dark and sinister abyss within which thick masses of yellow vapor surged and rolled. Now would come a rumble, increasing to a roar; the heavy smoke showed sigr.s of greater agitation, was finally blown into the air, and a shower of glowing lava-, with fragments,, both large and small, fell within a few yards of us. It seemed to me the guide himself was almost frightened. “We returned in a different direc­ tion to the way we had come, crossing the floor of the main crater, with its rough surface of fantastically shaped lava, somewhat resembling a dried up mud swamp, stained in parts by great yellow patches of sulphur. To my as­ tonishment, on looking at one of my friends I noticed that she no longer had on the pretty rose colored frock with which she had started, but she now wore a dirty green one; only un­ der the collar and belt could be found traces of the original rose. My own gray frock had not suffered, but my rope soled tennis shoes which I was wearing had become most uncomfort­ ably hot, and I noticed that the soles themselves were smoking. It interest­ ed us< greatly to read in the papers that a few weeks after our ascent Ve­ suvius became very active, the inner cone being partially destroyed, large quantities of rock being thrown into the air and the sky lit up for a great distance by the reflection of the vol­ canic fires. Little Men.No Time Like Now. The word “dwarf” carries an unde­ served stigma, for except for height and weight many dwarfs are perfectly normal both in form and Intellect. To distinguish' between a small person ! and a dwarf is hard. Anyone below three feet in height certainly is abnor­ mal; perhaps three feet six inches should mark the small man from the dwarf. | Folklore and tradition include many ’ references to races of pygmies, the pygmies that Homer and Herodotus have described as well as the fairies, gnomes, elves and other little folk of a^. song and story. People to-day regard to the fuH ^VtW* the ^orld W in them as being mythical, but Stanley s , ijvas of beautiful promise. Many wo- discovery of a race of pygmies in Afri- men were defr3uded tWr birth- "" -------- x^_x XV. X-.^X,.. | This is the best age the world has known. But lots of people do not think so, and wall arise indignantly to confute the statement. They see no prospect of peace in a dark world of sin. They love their misery; they like to believe they dwell in a vale of tears; they make a luxury of grief or, at least, a grievance. There can be nothing but a tender and a reverent sympathy for those who lost dear ones in the war. Nor 'can there be any palliation for the hideous iniquity of starting that war — —.. Not in our time can we reckon WHERE ALLIES AND TURKS CONFLICT Britain is taking a firm stand ejainst the Turks under Kemal Pasha, whose demands since his victory over the Greeks have been notable for their comprehensiveness. The surrender of Thrace by the Greeks, the aband­ onment of any designs to hold Tchataldja, and the withdrawal of Allied forces from the neutral zone iraund the Dardanelles, Constantinople f-d the Bosphorus are all parts cf hie requests. Bulgaria is reported as mobilizing along the MaritzTT River, and also to be demanding the surrender of Adrianople. The British Government is hope­ ful that France and Italy wilt assist in foiling these propositions^ If they fail, Britain will oppose the Turks alone. The places mentioned in the foregoing will be found cn the map underlined. Other points which may figure in dis­ patches later will also be found on the map. Autumn Meadows. Ye have been fresh and green; Ye have been filled with flowers', And ye the walks have been Where maids have spent their hours. Ye have beheld where they With wicker arks did come , To kiss and bear away The richer cowslips home. You’ve heard them sweetly sing, And seen them in a round, Each virgin, like the spring. With honeysuckles crowned. Prince.Fair Sisters Puzzle the the Prince comes to An Old-Time Dairy Farm. The old-time dairy farm was a pic­ turesque place, especially when butter was being made. The late John Bur­ roughs in the story of his boyhood in Harper’s Magazine gives an interest­ ing account of butter making on the farm that his father owned in the Cats­ kill Mountains- At eight 6’cloek every morning in summer, he says, the old sheep or the old dog was brought in and tied in the big treadmill of the churning machine. Sheep were usually more unwilling chumers than dogs; they rarely ac­ quired any sense of duty or of obedi­ ence as a dog did. The endless walking and arriving nowhere soon made them protest vigorously. Sometimes a sheep would pull back, brace himself and choke, thereby stopping the machine; and once a sheep ’thi'cw himself off the treadmill and choked to death before he was discovered. I remember when the old hatchel from the day of flax dressing did duty behind the old churner and spurred him on with its score or more of sharp teeth whenever he settled back to stop the machine. “Run and start the old sheep,” was a command we heard less often after the hatchel was in use The churn dog was less obdurate and perverse than the sheep, but he would sometimes hide away as the hour of churning approached, and we would have to hustle round him. But we had one dog that seemed to like the task and would go quickly to the wheel and finish his work with­ out being tied. A few times when neither dog nor sheep was available I have mill, there other two of us gather, big boys, and sometimes when the but­ ter would not come until the end of an hour the task would try our patience. I never grew tired of seeing mother lift the great masses of golden butter from the churn with her ladle and pile them up in the big butter bowl, with , the drops of buttermilk standing upon l them as if they were sweating from the ordeal they had been through. ' Then when the’ butter had been work- | ed and washed to free it from the milk ; and at last w’as pasked into tub or fir- kin, what a picture it was! How much | of the virtue of the farm went each year into those firkins! Literally the cream of the land. Ah, the alchemy of life that by means of the bee can change one product of those wild, A League of Nations Champion Justice Clarke, who has resigned from the United States Supreme Court in order to campaign for the entry of his country into the League of Nations. rough fields into honey, and by means of the cow can change another into milk! to find taken their place on the tread­ in winter and in early spring was less cream to churn than at times, and we did it by hand; would lift the dasher to- The work was hard even for Standing Up to Sleep. How do you go to sleep? Most human beings sleep on their sides, with the knees drawn up, and every kind of animal has its own posi­ tion for repose. Elephants always, and horses commonly, sleep standing up, while birds, with the exception of owls and the hanging parrots of In­ dia, sleep with their heads turned round over the back and the beak thrust among the feathers between the wing and body. Storks, gulls, and other long-legged birds sleep standing on one leg. Ducks sleep on open water, and to avoid drift­ ing shoreward they keep paddling with one foot, thus moving in a circle. Sloths sleep hanging by their four feet, the head tucked in between their forelegs. Foxes and wolves sleep curl­ ed up, their noses and the soles of their feet close together and blanketed by their husky tails, and fish sleep with open. Owls, in addition have a screen that they draw sideways across their eyes to shut out the light, for they sleep in the daytime. Hares, snakes, their eyes wide to their eyelids, But now we see none here Whose silvery feet did tread, And with dishevelled hair Adorned this smoother mead. Like unthrifts, having spent Your stock, and needy grown. You’re left here to lament Your poor estates alone. —Robert Herrick. — —»-------- An Oversight. The school teacher was interested in the announcement by a little girl pupil that she had a new baby brother. “And what is the baby’s name?”- the teacher asked. “Aaron,” was the reply. A few days later the teacher in- quiredMconcerning Aaron, but the lit­ tle girl regarded her in perplexity. “Aaron?” she repeated. “Your baby brother,” the teacher prompted. Understanding dawned upon the child’s face. “Oh, Aaron!’ she exclaimed. “That was a mistake. It’s Moses. He’s very well, ma’am, thank you. Pa an’ ma, they found we had an Aaron.” Rules for Infants. Mother—“If I only knew what to do with baby!” Tommy—“Didn’t ycu get a book of instructions with it, mother?” An amusing incident of of Wales’ Canadian tour light from a small eastern Ontario town at the station of which the royal train stopped several times on its journeys back and forth between Tor­ onto and Ottawa. One evening, while engines were be­ ing changed and car wheels tapped, the Prince came on to the station plat­ form for a constitutional. The usual crowd of onlookers was there, and in his usual charming manner the Prince held a miniature court on the plat­ form, shaking hands with, all who pre­ sented themselves, including one of the town’s fairest belles. The news of the Prince’s arrival was soon heralded about town and the crowd at the station was rapidly aug­ mented, amongst the newcomers be­ ing the sister of the aforementioned belle. She got in the line-up for hand­ shaking, and, upon reaching the royal visitor, was' greeted by the soft Eng­ lish voice saying: “Oh, come, now, you’re kidding me! I shook hands with you once before.” While the girls were not twins, yet they looked much alike. However, the Prince had to auhfit that it was he who was doing the “kidding” when the other sister stepped up and he saw them both together. His Only Chance. The humorist of the law courts, Mr. Justice Darling, has received several handsome offers from publishers for his memoirs. They will certainly be well worth reading. One of the many first-rate stories told about him is that of the witness who addressed a sharp rebuke to his wife in court. “Be quiet,’ said an attendant, “You mustn’t reprove your wife ihe.u. “Never mind,” said Justice Darling in a stage whisper. “Let the poor fel­ low alone. Maybe this is the only chance he’s got.” From “Scarecrow” to M.P. One of the most interesting of Bri­ tish M.P.’s is Mr, George Edwards, who has been telling the story of his life to his constituents in South Nor­ folk in a lecture called “From Grow- Scaring to Westminster.” He began to earn wages when he was four and a half years old, receiv­ ing a shilling a week for scaring crows. At seven he was a horse-boy at one-and-six a w'eek, and at ten a j plough-boy at two shillings a week. I He gave up drinking and smoking in order to buy a few books to educate himself. Among other things he has been a Methodist preacher. As he was unable to read, he had to learn the lessons and hymns by heart. I ca proves that the tradition is based on fact. Small races of that sort are probobly the result of inbreeding, which, aided perhaps by insufficient food and unhygienic surroundings, is known to cause animals to decrease in size. In our large cities we see ex­ amples of inbreeding in certain groups of our foreign population who live in colonies. Just what causes sporadic cases of dwarf!sm like Gen. Tom Thumb, Com­ modore Nutt, and other celebrities of a former generation is not known; probably the cause is some deficiency in the secretion of the pituitary or some other gland. In another form of dwarfism—hhat which is associated with idiocy, and which is known ; cretinism—the cause is deficiency the secretion of the thyroid gland, some cases dwarfism is congenial; some it is owing to arrested growth. Besides the ordinary dwarf and the idiot there is another form, which is owing to arrested growth of the bones of the extremities and of the face. With persons of that sort the legs the arms are short, but the bones thick in proportion to their length usually are more or less bowed; head, however, is large, for the growth of the bones of the skull is not arrest­ ed. Fortunately, the muscular system is well developed. Unlike giants, dwarfs are usually longlived—at least they do not die ear­ ly because they are dwarfs. As yet no treatment is known for undersized children except feeding with thyroid and pituitary gland extracts, case of the use a cure. as in In In and are and the In the cretins the thyroid extract, If of it is begun early, will effect Short --------------------■ Course in Journalism Pat Was Worse. Pat one day recently -was strolling through the street of a well-known town, when he saw the figure of a man standing before a clothes shop. There was a card pinned to the man’s coat, on $10. proached the figure and exclaimed— “Faith, sir, you’re safe enough. I’m reduced to 50 cents.” which was written—Reduced to Pat somewhat careless-ly ap- DO IT RIGHT If you have a task to do, do it right; if you’re making Irish stew, do it right; if you’re darning Father’s sock, if your putting down a walk, if you’re winding up a clock, do it right. Sloppy work will hurt your frame; do it right; careless workmanship’s a shame; do it right; when you paint the kitchen floor, when you fix the stable door—whatsoever be your chore, do it right. If you’d play a game of ball, do it right; if you’d lecture in a hall, do it right; if you’d build yourself a home, if you’d write a noble poem, if you’d punch a neighbor’s dome, do it right. Though you have a humble task, do it right; if in Easy Street you’d bask, do it right; for the fellows who advance, taking hold of every chance, profiting by circumstance, do it right. If your duty’s high and great, do it right; if you labor for the state, do it right; high or low, it’s just the same; man should always play the game; he must, if he’d sidestep shame, do it right. The Cricket. Little inmate, full of mirth, Chirping on my kitchen hearth, Wheresoe’er be thine abode, Always harbinger of good, Pay me for thy warm retreat With; a song more soft and sweet, In return thou shalt receive Such a strain as I can give. Thus thy praise shall be expressed, Inoffensive, welcome guest; While the rat is’on the scout, And the mouse with curious snout, With what vermin else infest Every dish and spoil the best, Frisking thus before the fire, Thou hast all thine heart’s desire. Though in voice and shape they be Formed as if akin to thee, Thou surpasses!, happier far, Happiest grasshoppers that are; Their’s is but a summer’s song— Thine endures the winter long, Unimpaired and shrill and clear, Melody throughout the year. —Wm. Cooper. Dawn. A streak of gray peeping o’er black, And then a streak of white that cheers And ’tween the two a dull red hacks Its way on through, then disappears. A jumbling of colors gay, A veil as like a fog adrift. And then a settling as to stay, A clearing as the soft winds lift A creeping slowly growing strong, A light beyond all doubt in might More wonderful than ages long Have ever dreamed of in their night. A crowning glory blazing forth, A gift the Maker gave in love, A blessing east, west, south and north, That only could come from above. For the second time the University of Toronto conducted a short course in Journalism from Sept. 11th to 16th | this year. Like the former course, this second one was enthusiastically received and very well attended. Ninety-eight students, representing daily, weekly, and class publications and including “free-lance” writers, as; well as ethers interested1 in journal'-' ism, took the course, and were all ex­ ceedingly appreciative of the instruc­ tion that they received. Mr. C. A. C.1 Jennings, editor of the Mail and Em-1 pire, gave three lectures on editorial writing; Mr. P. A. W. Wallace gave1 six lectures on the technique of writ- [ ing feature articles; Professor W. J. Alexander lectured on English liter-, ature; Professor G. M. Wrong on Canadian Constitutional History; Mr. A. H. Moore on the work of the rural , and Mr. A. R.' Clute on newspaper jurisprudence. ’ Mr. M. J. Patten and Mr. L. 0. Thomas of the Natural Resources In-, telligence Branch of the Department of the Interior, Ottawa, gave each a; very interesting and instructive lec- j ture on the opportunities of the press1 in so far as Government information' its concerned and in the distribution' of information on the natural re­ sources of Canada. On Friday even­ ing of the course the university ten­ dered a reception to the students, at which they were received by Sir Robert and Lady Falconer. That the course is very much worth while and, that it should be an annual feature seems to be the opinion of the uni­ versity authorities as well a.s of the students who attended. The short course, and the tutorial class in Journ­ alism which is to be held this winter,' sem to be the proper preliminary steps locking towards the establish­ ment of a regular course in the; subject. right to be married to the men they i cared flor most. The surplus of the ' marriageable womanhood of Europe | is one of -the great outstanding tra- ' gedies. One patent social fact after | another may be hurled against the , target of our first sentence, that this i is the best age that the world has known. But it is. Never was there a time so good for man or woman to live in, for a child to grow up in. “What nonsense!” will be the excla­ mation of many to whom the very i streets exhibit a panorama cf all that ; is vulgar, unholy and in need of re­ forming. They can recite a long catalogue of besetting sins and reg­ nant evils. They decry the failure of the Church; they assert that the social conscience is dead; they see the world rushing headlong to perdition, and they look back with repining to the days that used to be, which in the retrospect seem to them infinitely more good to live in than September, 1922. Let us dear the road dust out of I eyes and see truly. Let us have i right perspective on the familiar | the near-at-hand. The war did ruin the world. It couldn’t. It brought out the best as well as the worst in people, and' the residual goodness im­ measurably overbalances the evil. We take to-day a thousandfold more care of the mentally or physically enfeebl­ ed and dependent than we used to take. Crimes against the social order of old were hidden by a false prudery. The fierce light of publicity blazes to-d!ay on many evils that once were under cover as the works cf darkness; and the ruthless dragging to daylight is the useful beginning of abolition or prevention. The pessimist has too much to say, and he gets too much of an audience for his megrims and his saturnine, glum predictions and maledictions. With all its badness, it is a good world on the whole; a better one than it ever has been; and anyway, since it is the only one we have, we must do the best we can with it. our the and not Full Pods, ■ weekly newspaper, ’ — _______ i Absence Explained. Sarcastic Diner—“By Jove, I’m to see you back, settled ?” Waiter—“What strike, sir?” Sarcastic Diner—“Oh,fl come now! Where have you been since you took my order?” glad Has the strike been -------------------- To take things easy will make you uneasy a little later on. Mrs. Groody was a little dried-up old lady who ran the only boarding house in the small mining town of Gravel Ridge. Since vegetables were a neces­ sary part of her daily bill of fare, she was a good patron of Jake Hilton, who had a garden patch next doer. When peas were in season Mrs. Groody pur­ chased them frequently, but every time she made a purchase she insisted that she should have “full peds.” “One day,” said Jake, “1 decided to have a little fun with her. The next time she came for peas she repeated her usual request for full pods. ‘Your peas are all right, Mr. Hilton,’ she said, ‘but the pods ain’t full enough. You ought to let ’em grow longer.’ “Though I tried at all times to fur­ nish my customers with the best that the garden produced, for once anyway I was determined that Mrs. Groody should have just what she asked for. I searched the vines all over and when I was through I had the nicest lot of seed peas you ever saw. The pens were hard and dry, and the rich da.xj green peas had faded and in places actually had turned yellow. I was almost afraid to carry them over to her; but she said nothing when I fin­ ally took them into her kitchen. “Mrs. Groody usually came every two or three days for something, but as the days passed and I saw nothing of her I began to think that I had lost a good customer. After a week had gone by she came in ci.e morning, and she was all smiles. I could not under­ stand it, for I -was thinking of those hard dry peas. “ ‘Mr. Sllton,’ she said, ‘I want some more peas, an’ I wish you’d pick ’em just like you did the last time. Those peas was the best I’ve had all summer. You know, I had ’em on the table three times before the boarders et ’em all up!’ ” ----------*>--------- Originafy a yard - meant the cir­ cumference of the body. work in the cities. A “strong feeling” of that kind, it seems might easily become more by those who have it than by upon whom they permit it to ---------o-------— A Japanese Custom. In Japan there is little evidence of unemployment even in times of busi­ ness depression. Most of the indus­ trial workers come from the little farms into which the country is divid­ ed, and, since they have a strong family feeling, they go back to their country relatives as soon as they are out of family to us, prized those It is not by regretting what is irre­ parable that true work is to be done, but by making the best of what we are; it is not by oom plaining that we have not the right tools, but by using well the tools we have.