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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1958-10-01, Page 3Clambake VPVe'll*ga_St Stye What makes a clambake? people! Young people and old people digging clams, catching fish, shucking corn, and melting butter. Menfolk gathering seaweed, laying the fire. Womenfolk boiling onions, peeling 'caters, baking pies. Little folk hustling sizzling food from the steaming bake to table. And hungry folk making •a lip-smacking New England banquet disappear, "Never been to a clambake!" exploded Julius T. Smith jovial- ly. "Where've you been all your life!" Bakernaster for 15 years for Allen's Neck Friends Meeting clambake in Dartmouth, Mass., lie paused a moment in the dap :pled sunshine of an oak grove acepse Horseneck Road from the white frame Quaker Meeting House "Look at 'em crack with the heat," he said, pointing to stones turning white hot in a heap of smoldering timbers, "They just crumble apart. That's why we cant use 'em a second time," he explained. But a bakemaster's got no time for standing around gabbing with strangers when 11:15 a.m. has struck, stones are hot, and it's time to rake the coals. He hurries over to the fire, Suddenly the place is alive with action. Every eye is on the bake. From all, sides men attack the fiery mound. Wielding shovels with handles ten feet long, they grapple with the heat to separate burning stones from flaming logs. One after another the wood .embers• are dragged aside. As a boy sprays them with a cool hose smoke hisses into the air, eyes smart, and faces grimace at the wavy heat. At last the blackened pit (a shallow one this time) is cleared. As the first fat white stone rolls back into the hollow, someone looks up and shouts. "The clams, here come the clams." Timed as if by magic, up rolls a truck with 25 white sacks full of them. Watching the pit fill up with stones like an Indian mound, one wonders if they will still be hot enough to cook th bake. "Never fear," someone murmurs, "they'll still be hot tomorrow morning." Like a well-drilled army, men auddenly pitchfork onto the neat bed of stones rock weed (sea- weed) piled nearby. Steam bursts forth with a wild crackling that snaps and pops like an amplified version of children's breakfast cereal. The race is on to get the CATOOSE' - Caroline Walker,, 11, carries her Siamese kitten In the hood of her coat, papoose style. The hood serves her more• conventionally as protection against rain and smog in Lon- don, England. gether that has kept this eMegree gation happy for 70 years, "Soon'' they, start to drift,' says Mr, smith aside, "we work.. ers'il head for the 'hake." Just then a departing guest comes up and says what ,every- body is thinking^i, ""alt was .4 wonderful b a.k e, Mr. Smith, certainly is a treat ,fer city folk." • - by Emily Tavel in The Christian .Science Monitor. How To Silence Church Coughers To many an otherwise chalet- able vicar, wheezing, hacking, coughing worshippers (and tit- tering tots) almost seem like in- ventions of Satan, London's City Temple, how- ever, has found a way that ser- mons can be heard and hymns can be sung without noisy in- terruptions, even during the grippiest time of the year, When Lord Mottiston and Paul Paget, t w o distinguished architects, were asked to restore this fam- ous Congregational Church which was destroyed by Nazi bombers in 1941, they came upon an unusued area in the building plans. In a moment of inspira- tion they decided to create a "cough or chatter box". This room is equipped with a plate- glass window and a system of loud-speakers so that cacophon- ous worshippers will not disturb their quieter fellows, yet need not miss a syllable of prayer. Although they modestly admit' that it is indeed "rather novel", members of the recently reopen- ed church are surprised that their sensible arrangement has attracted attention. SPACESTACK - No smoke-stack this. It's an unusual view of 'one of the satellite-launching missies at Cape Canaveral. Army technician on servicing ladder is dwarfed by the huge rocket and vapor clouds from over- flow of liquid oxygen. How He Writes Those Song Hits. Robert Allen'is a sherry-eyed, puckish young. songwriter whose name almost never gets in print - except in the one .place where it counts most: On the best-selling lists of the enter- tainment trade papers. 'One re- cent week three Allen compo- sitions - "Enchanted Island," "If Drearns Came True," and "Everybody Loves a Lover" - were listed and, even more re- markably, for the past two years not a week has passed without an Allen t u n e being present among the top sellers. At 31, he has composed four songs Whic it have each sold more than a million records - "Moments to Remember" and "No, Not Much" in 1955, and "Chances Are" and "Not for Me to Say" in 1957. Since his first hit; "My One and Only Heart" in 1953; Allen's 'ballads have sold approximately 18 mil- lion records. Allen did not begin his career as a coniposer. He migrated to New York City from Scotia in Upper New York State to be ti plenist. Then lie worked as an arranger and met Petry Como. "Caine eves the one who gave the the break," Allen re- minisced last week, "He did 'My One atid Only Heart,' and he uses my 'You Are Never Fee Away' as his closing theme, He'S a gierit." When he is composing, Allen does riot use a piano Or put any- thing down on paper Until he has arranged it all in his head, walk around anywhere," he etnifeseee, "I've worn 'a riled big follow in the rug at home. eltiVe tuy wife: tratY,o UsitallY Write Otitaide. I even ennipose during' t &IA Cdrieedeed thing. I don't know exactly Whet happens, belt frieeide tell 1ne I get it Vetetit •ttay&' MAGIC NUMBER'S "20" - More unusual than the fact that the women pictured, above, represent five generations is the knowledge that they all were born 20 years apart. Stemming from the Louis Zdoncyk family they are: Mrs. Louis Zdoncyk, 81, seated; behind her, at left, Mrs. Frank Pasko, 61; at right, Mrs. Fred Burdick, 41; in center, Mrs. Ralph DePonte, 21; baby is Laura. Ann DePonte, 1. .the gizzard .as long as the inm • SelUbleS, Thus a greater amount of soluble grits woult1 be deeded,, .Soluble or insoluble? Take your pick.' Both give birds .t.b.e "teeth"" they be-ed., Science Takes A Look At Love Can love be reduced to ob., jective analysis? If so, are the cold, scientific facts about man- kind's great urge left Uneeveale ed? These questions were raised and answered recently by Dr, Harry F, Harlow, a witty, 52- year-old psychologist from the University of Wisconsin. Speak- ing in Washington before the American Psychological Associa- tion, Harlow was by turns out- rageously comic and chilling. ThoUgh precious little is `known (professionally, that is) about adolescent and adult love, the psychologist said, even less has been scientifically dug out about the origin and development of love in the infant. To fill the lack, Haleow and his Wisconsin associates decided to subject mother-child love to the rigorous conditions of a controlled labora- tory experiment. The use of newborn human babies was net practical becaues of their "in- adequate motor capabilities". Harlow found better subjects In more than 60 big,-eared infant macaque monkeys, who have the same feelings of affection as humans. The Wicsonsin experiment was carried on by the construction of artificial monkey mothers- doll - like, sponge - rubber, and terry-cloth models with painted wooden faces and bicycle reflec- tors for eyes. Some of the "mothers" wre built to supply milk; others were bare wire models. When the newborn monkys were variously exposed to differ- ent mothers - milk-giving cloth ones, cloth ones without milk, milk-giving wire ones, and wire ones without milk - Harlow carefully observed the reactions. lie was startled to find strong evidence that love is based on togetherness: In 165 consecutive days of testing, the macaque monkeys persistently preferred the soft, padded mothers to the wire mothers, even when the latter gave milk. While psychologists had long suspected that "contact comfort was an important basic affec- tional or love variable," Harlow noted, "we did not expect it to overshadow so completely the variable of nursing." Harlow was quick to see the disturbing human implications of his work. As more and more American women go to work, he. said, "it is cheering ... to realize that the American male is physi- cally endowed with all the es- sential equipment to compete with Amrican women . . . (in) the rearing of infants." - From Newsweek Q. Is it possible to restore paint In a can if it has become hard and useless? A. This can be done some- times by pouring an inch of turpentine on top of the paint and letting it stand for a few days. Then stir with a stick until soft. UNDAYS010.01 LESSON By itev it. Barclay Warren 8.0 ..1u4lee and Judgment Isaiah 140-30; Amqs. 7;7.0; M1c44 '3;144 Matthew •70.g7; 2513140, Memory Selection: The Lord knoweth the way of the righte- ous; but the way of the ungodly shall, perish. Psalm 1;6. All men have some sense of justice. There is even honour among thieves, Novelists and dramatists recognizing this uni- versal desire for justice empha- size the moral that the wicked are punished and the righteous rewarded. One story writer failed to punish the wayward in her conclusion. She received a flood of protest letters, The Gospel presents a differ-. ent picture. Here, those who re- pent of their sins and believe on Jesus Christ are forgiven. The law of Divine justice which says, "The soul that sinneth, it sh all die," has been satisfied through the sufferings and death of Jesus Christ. He had no sin for which He must die, for He never sinned. But He died for our sins. Moreover, since He Is the Son of God against whom all sin has been committed, He is able to bear the penalty for man's sin. "He was wounded for our transgres- sions, He was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon Him; and. with His stripes we are healed." If we reject Jesus Christ and His grace so freely offered, we are open to the full judgment of the law. There is no escape. GO judges men to some extent in this life. But at the great white throne judgment, when all the evidence is in, He will deliver His ultimate judgment. Then we shall understand more clearly the significance of the question, "How shall we escape, it we neglect so great salva- tion?" We shall be judged for the evil we have done and for the good we have left undone. It is a solemn thought. If we live for ourselves and ignore the needs of those about us, the Judge shall say in that great day, "Depart from me, ye curs- ed, into everlasting fire, prepar- ed for the devil and his angels." But if we trust and obey Jesus Christ, He will say to us, "Come, ye blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world." Upsidedown to Prevent Peeking :.::, "..4,..e7-, ,,:•,.....v ,....,..: ".‘.. • ,..w.:Qm. ,800-F . NET, 180 FT. DEE R FISH CONSERVATION 'RA 0, ..4.. 'P'' 'li 168-FT. HIGH'4,,, 'CONCRETE SPILLWAY . 1,380-FT. EMBANKMENT ereeeeme''Weeeeg DAM. 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Plower 9, ObStniet sons 12. Cdhstellri.tion 4' fabri csnliAi'il' 13. Werti1111) 14, BeVerage 6, Ancient 15. Caress sock 15 Poree 6. Soft 17 ViSh 7. Anger' Ft,.Orn 20 Blacken ed 22 Foreman 24, Trtt*eled by air 25 must • . 27, P* 29. ATneted I corn, poser, 32. Reek Contain• fog metal se.lingty 15 Crafty' areErniherit 89. Prtstrit'i 111 inure 40. Without a mate 41. Diamond ctiti, tdr's cif[ , 42 Yoti and 43 Past 44 Hntse 46*. Yarii of warp 49 rIsiti 52. Conjunettrin 55. (Tat) 56 Silenti1' un- d nrstnnd 67. hi eheiterie 51. Pipe fitting SIgn§ fb Veneration DOWN 1. h.-, 0164 100d on the lire before the stone escapes. "Now the clams! Now tine clams!" a worker yells, The moment the white bags h't the steaming seaweed, a 914* eelent fragrance fills the air, hinting the feast to eorne Steam is rising 10 feet high now, "I've got one More clam, that's got to go," shouts one man excitedly throwing on another sack. "Don't need. eyeglasses for this job," says Mr. Smith dryly as he walks out of the cloud of steam, A clambake, it seems, is really P rainbow, Under the heat, sea- ,,,e ea turns brilliant green, On top of white clam sacks come orange yams in bags of chicken wire; then hundreds of little ',frown paper bags of homemade sausage, tripe and fish (rolled le salt and "peppah"); then green corn husks and topping it off are pans of dressing with white cloth caps. "Say when!" Comes the shout. "We're losin' a lot of steam." At exactly 11:45, a drenched brown tarpaulin is, laid on top, and steam puffs out through little holes. Then comes a second tar- paulin and finally a third until every escape hatch is battened down. Over near the cookhouse an open pie •rack under the trees is filling up with 70. mouthwater- ing pies. "Nowhere in , dreation do they serve homemade pies at a clam- bake but here," says clambake chairman Mrs. Arthur Smith of Dartmouth. How long has she been coming to clambakes in this grove? "Well," she says with a sweet smile, "they say the first clam- bake was held here the day I was born, And that happens to be 54 years ago." But Mrs. Mary I. Gifford of Westport can, remember back further than that. She was a teen-ager 7Q years ago when the first bake was a Sunday School party down on Horseneck Beach. "We peeled onions by the bushel," she reminisces. "How cur eyes did smart! So. I say W,) had a smart time," she quipped. A cool breeze rustles the leaves overhead as the sunny grove fills up with talking, happy people. The bake is the big affair of the year for the Friends here and a family reunion for many. Always , the jokester, Bake- master Smith picks up one of the small stones holding down paper plates on the rows of long tables. "One of the biscuits my granddaughter baked," he said, his eyes twinkling. Finally comes the real drama of the year: tasting the bake. On the dot of 12:55, a corner of the • tarpaulin is thrown • back'', a knife is plunged into a sack, and the first clam is handed to Bake- master Smith. He cracks• it open, pops it in his mouth, looks sky- ward a minute, and announces, "It's done!" But before excitement reaches a climax a sudden hush fall3 upon the grove. On the far side the voice of the Reverend Ernest H. Weed, minister of the Meet- ing; is raised in prayer: "Our Father, we thank Thee for this day, for the beauty of this place and for this fel'"e - ship . . . Amen." "Amen• and let's go!" some- body shouts. And the rush from the bake to table begins, to feed 250 mouths. Everywhere a hand is needed to do a task, it is there without asking. "This kind of cooperation is wonderful- for the church," one member says. ."How many clams can I eat?" echoes one ticket holder. "If you don't just stand there watching, I can put away two baskets full!" After the clams, the pie, and after the pie, yes, watermelon! But with all deference to this luscious feast, somehow even the eating seems secondary to the friendly spirit of working to- 8. Danger 83, Public enter- . 9, Water thrown ' tathmen1 back from 34. Young wild 10 htpaddleyilk wheelst 3387: it,3,n1,101a ls 1n -101sup 11. Separate 43. g Wllorodgworking I Snot.) 45. Ploaotlestitie sea-. 19. Bashful 13:11-pry on k Poet 2 Salamander 24. Deceit 47, Bortf 25. Was carried 49, 81 ....OU 26. Ireland 59, Winter peril 28, 1Trge re, Coat feeen- 30. Ball of thread tacle al. Park in Ti',,- 53 inunecitately don 54, Irditiaie tettailt Holstein-Friesian steer calves can be slaughtered at 12 weeks of age for veal, but feed tests at the Experimental Farm have indicated that it is more profit- able to keep 'them for 32 weeks: The faster growth after 12 weeks and the lower cost of feed per unit of carcass pro- duced, results in a bigger profit. In the sludies made all calves received a high level -of • whole in from birth, reaching a maximum of 20 pound's per day from nine to 12 weeks, plus good quality grass-legume hay and a balanced grain ration fed free - choice. The calves not slaughtered were limited to five pounds of grain per day for the next 12 weeks then were given grain and beet-pulp free-choice until they were 32 weeks old. It was f ound that the first group of calves gained 2.01 pounds per day and produced a cold carcass at 12 weeks of 137 pounds. Those slaughtered at 32 weeks gained 2.51 pounds a day and produced a cold car- cass of 335 pounds. * * * In marketing live poultry, one factor takes on financial importance: Long hauls mean excessive shrinkage. Lending weight to this con- tention were tests made last Summer at the Melfort, Sask., Experimental Farm. Out of 1,400 broilers, one lot of 950 were picked at random late one afternoon, crated and loaded. During the night they were trucked 160 miles to a plant, where they, were killed the following morning. * * * The other 450 broilers were not fed but were left in their pens until morning. Then they w e r e crated and transported three miles to a local plant. At the outset, average weight of all live birds was 3.83 lb. Average dressed weight of broilers hauled the 160 miles was 2.88 lb., compared to 3,2 lb. for those that were killed ideally. At an average price of 25.6 cents per pound, loss suffered because of the long marketing haul amounted to $8.32 per 100 birds. But it didn't stop there. Transportation charges, usu- ally billed to the producer, totalled $8.25 per 100 birds. * * Thus, the marketing of birds locally meant an additional $16.57 per 100 birds. Or, put- ting it another way, an average price of 31.3 cents would have been needed at the distant mar- ket to break even-an increase of 5.7 cents over local prices. * Concluded Mr. McLachlan: "A producer must look into the matter of shrinkage seriously before deciding to take advan- take of higher prices offered by central markets, and it is an influencing factor in the locat- ing of broiler industries." * * * It is generally a g r eed that poultry should be fed grit for efficient digestion of food. But what is grit? The word is, often used loose- ly to apply to both the insoluble and the soluble grits. There is a difference. Insoluble grit includes silica. sand, quartz and granite - fed because of the apparent need of the birds for some hard ma- terial to grind the feed in the gizza'rd. Soluble grit takes in calCium- bearing materials such as cal- citic limestone and oyster shells -fed primarily for their high calcium content. * * R. E. Smith, poultry nutri- tionist at the Experimental Farm, Nappan, Nova Scotia, con- cluded from tests that soluble limestone grit is just as effec- tive as insoluble quartz grit as a grinding agent. * * Nor is -there a difference in their effect upon egg produc- tion or egg quality, provided the birds are given enough cal- cium to supply their bone and egg shell requirements. He did find, though, that sol- uble grits were not retained in - • • rr