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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1959-04-23, Page 6TIBET'S .SPIRITUAL LEADERS — Pictured, above, in liappier times, are Tibet's spiritual leader, the Dalai Lama, at right, and the Panchen Lama, as they rode through the streets of Lhasa, 'Tibet's capital city and seat of the religious orders that govern the country. The Dalai Lama is the 14th incarnation of Buddha, according to Tibetan religious doctrine. The Panchen Lama, at left, who has been set up by the Chinese Communists as Tibet's puppet ruler, has heretofore been regarded as the true Lama by a minority faction only. 4 a; n TA BLE TALKS lt '7 "'tat. date Ancbews. MEN OF VISION — Not diapers, but haw well a newborn' baby can see is the ecincerri of these two physicians, Dr. Sydney S. Gellis, lefts who invented the vision-Measuring device, arid Dr. John Gatehari prepate to lest an inf•ant's sight. The baby'S eyes follow block' lines movie"" ateciet the are above its head.. 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Send your ordet tft h . ; .1'1, 123 Eighteenth 81,,, Now Toronto, Ont, 4 ► a-4.a Medical Sleuths Track Down, .Killer • When Donald KleinechMidt, X), a machinist, sat down to din- ner in Haddon Heights, N,J. re, eently, his wife Margaret bad filet of flounder for the fame illy twins Donald and Donna, 1, David 4, and Dale, 3. Half an• hour after dinner, the boys lilt sick. Donald and. Dale were the worst, Their father called for an ambulance, and ,their Mother rode with them to Cain- den's Cooper Hospital, Dale had turned blue, and died on arri- val. Resident Thomas L sing- les! Jr„ 27, concentrated on Don- ald, also blue. But 100% oxygen did no good, though his breath- ing was strong enough. The trouble must be something in the blood. As a transfusion was started, Kleinschmidt drove in with David, who was also turn- ing blue, Dr. Singley knew that he was dealing with methemoglobine- mia, in which poisoned red cells carry no oxygen, and other cells cannot deliver enough, to the tissues. Many chemicals can cause the condition, and Dr. Singley had no idea which was to ,blame. But the remedy is the same:: methylene blue, giv- en intravenously, restores hemo- globin to normal oxygen-bear- ing function. Dr. Singley tried it on both boys and they re- sponded quickly, lost their weird bluish cast. But what had they swallow- ed? Best clue was that Donna had eaten no flounder and had not got sick. Dr. Singley remem- bered having read in medical school a 1945 report of sodium nitrite poisoning in New York City. A colleague clinched it: he had just reread the same story in Berton Roueche's Elev- en Blue Men, reprinted from. The New Yorker. Simultaneous- ly, unknown to the Camden team, doctors across the Dela- ware River were giving methy- lene blue to women who had eaten flounder in a downtown restaurant. City and federal poison de- tectives went to work in the— morning, starting from the sup- plier for the restaurant and the Market where Margaret Kleine- idt had Wight her fish. Innanies MeWade, 43, a former Philadelphian who might have been shopping for fish on Tues- day, was found dead, on a chick- en Ulm near Toms River, N.J.; in hid refrigerator was a rem- inuet of ,nitrite-poisoned floun- der. Without saying how much they knew or how they had learned it, Philadelphia and Camden health officials sounded the alarm. They issued warning bulletins — "All flounder should be des- troyed" — through the press, radio and TV. The alarm ran- -through dinnertime: some fam- ilies got up from the table and dumped their filleted flounder into the garbage can. House- wives who were saving it in the refrigerator got rid of it in a hurry. Hospital switchboards lit up and were jammed for hours. Emergency rooms filled fast. About 300 people who said they had eaten flounder got treat- ment: some were hypochondri- acs, most were mild cases, a few were severely poisoned. As far as officials knew, there were no more deaths. In Washington, the Food and Dreg Administration's John. L. Harvey put the finger on the trouble's source: 1,800 lbs, of flounder filets, dipped in brine at Philadelphia's Dan. DiOrio wholesale seafood market, were somehow treated with sodium nitrite before sale, he said. So- dium nitrite is allowed in min- ute quantities as a preservative for meat, but its use in fish pro- cessing is illegal, It ehould net be confused with sodium nit- rate, Which is comparatively barmlees, Adults can tolerate. Small.amounts (the elder Kleins- chmidts were all right after a simple stomach pumping) which may be deadly for children, $onietineee it, is mistaken for table• salt, How it got into the Philadelphia flounder was still being investigated at week's end, He Found It . Really Hot! Robert Dunn, world traveller and newspaper correspondent, stepped from his boat on to the world's newest volcano—a fiery, smoking inferno which had thrust its mouth up from the Bering Sea, between the Aleu- tian islands of Bogoslof and Grewingk. Dunn had to get to windward of the fumes, skirting the hot circumference of the mass xis- ing sheer from the sea. Holes spouted vapour that crusted the clinkers white with salt, yellove with sulphur. As he tried going higher, the reeking smell filled his nostrils. He started sliding, pawing the burnt surface to save himself. Testing every rock. against an avalanche, he zigzagged up- wards between the. hot blasts. A sine 11 of burning leather mingled with the brimstone. His boot-soles were smoking. Soon he topped one large ridge and crossed ledges where to climb higher, he h a d to struggle up faster than the rook rattled down, worried lest some molten blast cut him off. When his right hand touched firm rock, he followed it into the dark of a mountaineer's "chimney" and huddled against the burning walls, eyes shut to blank out the shimmering heat. At last he wormed through the chimney into light. Ahead and below seethed a hotter desert. Beyond towered the core of the volcano — a fifty-foot smooth pinnacle • but- tressed by a small, straight shaft, so that together they re- sembled an enormous parrot's beak thrust into the air. "To reach this by crossing the crater," he writes in "World Alive," "you'd need cloven hoofs and a forked tail. I tried circling the right-hand wall, but the way was blind. I step• ped warily because my feet smelled charred again. But the long scramble to the. right took me higher; I could see now that the spire was unclimbable without rope and • irons." He wanted at least to touch the spire. The sole lead there went past the biggest, most vi- cious vent, one which steamed all the time. Thrice he crossed the reeking pits towards it, thrice was driven back, choking. He began taking compass sights and photographs, and within seconds every inch of metal was tarnished black. A paper film-wrapper that he'd dropped 'floated away in flames. He touched his forehead and fi brown powder fell away — his eyebrows. Sitting down on a square of rock, he rolled a ci- garette and lit it at the nearest vapour-hole. When at last he got back to the lagoon, he tore off his clothes and dived into the wa- ter. The sea gave off a sound he had missed before. It' "hiss- ed and roared like, a million white-hot pokers steaming' the' water" from the earth's erup- tions. ANIMAL LOVERS In Ribeirao Preto, Brazil, thieves stole two 300-1b. jaguars from the municipal zoo. If you've never taken time to stuff pork shops, you'll be sur- prised how easy it is, and how festive the results. Get the meat man to give you thick chops (3/4" to 1" thick) and either he or you can slit a pocket along the 'thick, meaty side. You'll need only a table- spoon of stuffing for each chop, and can either make your own or use one of the packed mixes. Season the chops as usual, but add a sprinkle of poultry dress- ing for superb flavor. Bake the stuffed chops in a 350° F. oven for an hour, in a lighly greased pan uncovered, and turn them only once. Be sure to season again lighly when you turn the chops. This makes a handsome and easy company meat, for the chops cook without any atten- tion except the one turning, and leave you free for other meal ' preparations. • * * * This orange - peach upside- down cake should be served warm with a puff of whipped cream on top of each square. ORANGE-PEACH UPSIDE - DOWN CAKE In cup soft butter 1/2 cup- brown sugar (packed) 11/2 cups drained canned cling peach slices 5..- 6 maraschino cherries 1/2 cup shortening 1/2 cup granulated sugar 1 egg VA cups sfted cake flour 11/2 teaspoons baking powder 1/2 teaspoon salt 1/2 teaspoon grated orange rind 1/2 cup orange juice Spread butter in bottom of 8-inch round baking dish. Sprinkle with brown sugar and arrange very, - well - drained peaches and halved Cherries on top. Cream shortening and sugar, together • thoroughly. Blend • in unbeaten egg, and beat well. Sift together flour, baking pow- der and salt. Add to creamed mixture alternately, with orange rind and juice. Pour batter care- fully over peaches. Bake at 350°F. for 45 - 50 minutes, or until cake is- done. Allow to. cool 5 - 10 minutes. Invert, over serv- ing plate 'to remove cake, and allow syrup to drain a minute. Serves 6 -8, 1' QUICK UPSIDE-DOWN CAKE 1 package white cake mix 1 1-pound can cranberry sauce, drained 1 cup bite-site orange Pieces I/2 cup cake chopped pecans Prepare cake mix by package directions. Combine drained cranberries and hit-size orange pieces; add pecans. Line bottom of 8x8x2-in. baking dish with mixture. Spoon cake batter over fruit mixture. Bake at 375°F. for 40-50 minutes, After taking from oven, leave cake in pan 30 mins. Invert cake on platter. Serve with whipped cream. APPLE CRUMB CAKE Cake Vs Cup auger 3 tablespoons shortening 1 egg I eup sifted flour 11/2 teaspoons baking eowder 14 teaspoon salt in Cup milk EMI* 2 cuPs tanned apelcsatied 1/4 cup brown eugek 1 teaspoon legion juice tesispeon eliniemen en tea:spent cloves Crump' Towing' 1,e Pen sisted lecur esei ,sewn s • ee 3 tablespoons butter 1/2 cup chopped pecans or wal- nuts Cream together sugar and shortening; add egg. Beat well. Sift together flour, baking pow- der and salt; add alternately with milk to creamed mixture. Pour into greased 8x8x2-inch pan. Combine canned apple- sauce, brown sugar, lemon juice, cinnamon and cloves; mix well, Pour over cake batter. Mix to• - gether until crumbly, • flour, brown sugar, butter, and nuts. Sprinkle evenly over apple- sauce mixture. Bake at 375°F, for 45-50 minutes. Serve warm or cold with whipped cream. * * * To prevent its hardening, brown sugar should be stored in a dry air-tight container. However, even if hard, brown sugar can still be used to make a' syeup for waffles and pan- cakes: Mix two heaping cups of dried brown sugar, a cup of water, and a pinch of salt. Cover and simmer for 10 minutes. Cool and add one-half to one teaspoon of maple or vanilla flavoring. Store in glass jar and save for the next time you have waffles or pancakes 'for breakfast. 'Husbands Beware ! Husbands, are you sure that the woman you married is not a witch? The chances are that she used sorcery to attract you in the first place, according to a royal' edict issued by. Louis. XV in 1770. The edict, still un- revoked, says: "Whatsoever female shall draw into matrimony whoso- ever male subject of His Ma- jesty by means of scents, oils, false teeth, hoops in petticoats, slippers with high heels, or of false bosoms or hips, shall, be prosecuted• for sorcery, and the marriage shall be declared null and' void!" Think- it over! JEWELLED ACCENT—Costume jewels on thie checked stolee Suit bee -66161e foe spring repeal the :Speirkltrig 'accent on the .cloche. APPLE Of THEIR EYES — Bever-. Icy McKoin, above, will be queen of the bOth annual Wash- ., ington State Apple Blossom Festival. Fresh Peaches Way Down South I have often been fascinated and charmed by country roads leading through old towns, Many have written books• about rivers,. few about roads, which are so intimately identified with human life. The older they are, the richer they are in the romance of history. Nothing in the Ro- man Forum or the Coliseum evokes more vivid pictures Of ancient Rome than, the Appian Way. Time has passed that way and left its imprint. At any rate, we came to love the road from Vina to Quillata1 It delighted us because it was old, mellowed with history and went through a beautiful countryside, past well ordered towns that have housed -many generations, around verd- ant hills and past green pastures where the grazing cattle lift their heads to see us pass by... . We had become very partial to the road to Quillota when in 1946 our friend, Miguel Flores, kindly offered us his house on the edge of Limache, along this highway, and we accepted with joy. It was a new house, 'with all modern equipment, set with- in large grounds entered through a gate at the lodge, From the cupola of the gatehouse hung a rope, and the visitor, pulling it, rang a bell that summoned an attendant. Just behind the house was a well-wooded hill, imme- diately in front of a beautiful swimming pool, and just beyond a large pergola from which one could look out over a rich val- ley to the town, though from the distance only .the steeple of the church and the chimney of the brewery could be seen, Re- freshing breeZes on the warmest days- fanned the pergola, where we had our meals. At night, when the air was chilly, we continued to cling to the pergola for our dinners, though toward the end We -wore heavy coats and took ' blankets to warm our legs. Some steps •down from the house was a large vegetable gar- den, with peach and apple'trees, • and the friendly servants of our host brought us the fruit of the garden. In the morning our own, staff plucked from the-trees "the famous large juicy peaches for our breakfast. During the day we sat mostly in the pergola reading, listening to the chirping of the birds, the singing of crickets, enjoying the `serene beauty of the valley spread before us. — From "Chile Through Embassy Windows:' 1939-1953," by sClaude G. Bowers, Tiddlywinks! Stripped down '.to shirtsleeves and red braces •and working out strategy as, he went 'along, Bri. tain's Gen. Sir HugneStockWell, who commanded the British- French fortes at Suez in 1956,, appeared recently in a • new role, The occasion Was •the world's tiddlywinks championship stag- ed in London's exclusive Em• press club for the benefit. bf charity. Having practiced Bri- tain's latest indoor-sport craze on ' the carpet of his War Office cplarters. Sir Hugh led a team of soldiers, actors, and peers against the reigning chaMpions from Cambridge University From Prince Philip, cruising in the South Pacific, came a royal cablegram!' "I expect the ton. tat to be cgrried through in thr Usually thoroughly utisports, manlike manner . . . gel in there arid fight." But Sir Hugh's loath was fat outclassed by the ernoOth-tiddling Collegians: Cam- bridge won, 861/2 to 351/2 . PAST WORKER, In Taipei, Formosa, When po- lice came to investigate repels Of the fraudulent activities of Yang 'Vtulg-fei, Yang politely asked: them to be Seated, arid — when they were cOmfortnbly settled — 'stepped quickly out -of the remen locking the do.r be- hind Kiel. Deserted. Wife He Never Saw ! The odds against two men or Women, not eelated, being abso- lutely identical , in appearance Must be enormous and the chances of them coming together !treater still. Yet such cases have occurred in real life. Two of the oddest stories of human doubles come from the United States. On Christmas Day, 1800, in the village of Hayerstrak, some twenty miles north of New York. City, Thomas Hoag was married to. Catherine Secor. In time a daughter was born to them, and to all appearances they were a very happy couple, Mrs. Hoag's sister lived with them. After three years' married life Thomas Hoag one day failed to return home from his work. Two years went by without news of him. Then, in 1805, his sister-in-law, walking in New York, heard his voice. It was a distinctive voice, for he had a marked lisp. Having satisfied herself that the speaker was the missing hus- band, the sister-in-law informed the authorities and he was taken to Haverstraw and charged with abandoning his wife and child, Thomas •Hoag, in addition to his lisp, had a scar on his fore- head and a small tumour on his back. So had the accused, He was identified as Hoag in court by eight witnesses. They includ- ed Mrs. Hoag, the justice who had married the pair and for whom Hoag had worked as handyman, Hoag's landlord and a young man who shared Hoag's keenness for athletics. Hoag, said this witness, used to run and jump with him after the day's work and always beat him at jumping until he injured his foot by treading on a knife. "I am positive that the prisoner is Thomas Hoag," the witness added. The other' four witnesses were equally positive. It was now the prisoner's turn. He denied that he was Thomas Hoag. He was Joseph Parker. He did not know any of the wit- nesses who had sworn that he was Hoag. He called another eight who swore that he was Parker. A captain of the New York City Watch had known him for eight yeari and produced records to show that Parker, as a member of the Watch, had been on duty in New York at the time of the Christmas Day marriage at Haverstraw. Another friend of the prisoner, who had known him even long- er, had dined with him on that Christmas Day. Of the remain- ing witnesses the most impres-, sive was -Mrs. Joseph Parker who swore that the accused was her husband and that he had not, been away from her fes Single, day since their marriage xi 1799. The perplexed judge, now re- called that Thomas Hoag's acci- dent with a knife had left P seer on his foot, The PrisOnee wa told to take Off his shoes, There was PO soar on either foot, The jury acenitted him and, with• Mrs, Parker, he returned to New York. A hundred Years later the eon- fusion caused by undoubted doubles was further confounded, by the fact that they had the same names! In 1903 a Negro named Wilt West was committed to Leavens worth Penitentiary, in Kansas. At this date the fingerprint system introduced at Scotland Yard two years earlier was in use in the. United States only at . Sing Sing; other prisoners still relied on Bertillonage, a method of personal identification by cer- tain precise measurements, allied to photography, invented by Al- phonse Bertillon Will West, being a first of- fender, was put through the 13ere tillon process and given the number 3426. The warden super- vising the classification of new arrivals asked why West's par- ticulars were being taken, since• they were already in the prison. records. West pointed ,out that he had: never been convicted before, and he must have been a badly puzzled man when he was con- fronted with the measurements and photographs of William. West, an old offender, previ- ously consigned to Leavenworth as convict No. 2626, For they tallied in every minute respect, as he had to admit, with his own. To settle the matter, the war- den's office was asked for the latest information about convict 2626. The reply came back that he was at that moment at work in one of the prison factories. The two coloured men were brought together. They might have been identical twins. Even their ears, almost as individual as 'fingerprints, were the same, It is difficult to believe that- there were no slight differences of measurement, .but if there were, the Bertillon method, which calculates by millimetres, had Tailed to detect them. That the two men, who Were not related, should have the same names was the most freak- • ish coineidence of all. • The -head warden of Leaven worth then tried the new finger- print system on his human dou- bles. Their prints were, of course, quite nifferent, and had the pri- vilege of opening the second, fingerprint file in official use in the United States ISSUE 17 — 1959