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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1960-09-15, Page 6NUNS FIND FUN IN SURF — Sister Ruth, left, and Sister Agnew don't mind getting their habits wet in the surf, The Benedictine nuns spent a week at The shore as part of a new vacation program. rTABLE T alam SERRIED TREASURE — Jane Smart, 15, is "Huckleberry Queen of 1960" at Grandfather Mountain. N.C.. People's Feet Based His Fortune hdti his caMplmiens, anti .ne at the tribe m: ..st•• some of his rist41.= ave. lug others. Famous as a warrit4.. nv IVOR several wives, a came ant land, He was Raid to be a eteree. und of villainy mid .eunniee, plu= the ferocity and headstneig pee atone of a thorough savage, Because of him, every European who fell ;et° the Badu people's beetle was likely to met wite viotem death. This happened when st from Sydney came Melanie for tortoleeshell oft the Kind The ekipper MI crew esluert barter for ellen, The natives at first seemed friendly, but "hi! crew, suspicious, decided -to pass the night on a em alt :zeedbenk about a mile off. Four landed, leaving two the boat. About midnight the naCves attacked. ?Jim., v,ece kilted; the fourth di:d 5:con after being rescued by the two in the boat, The small !neve alhiard the schooner didn't dere -tiv to. catch the murderers, Wini was said to hart. weeted a local white woman to hclp found a line of white ruIt.rs i"or Torres Strait, but s4 eel the headman of another ,s lend to this depraved aleropean Irresponsible • white part,. is and fishermen made raids ,gin the women of another island. Alh- buiag, whose men eventually had to hide them in e ruse nearby Pulu. When one of their einft Lick lulu roof, the natives took their revenge by killing all the crew except one, Mabuiag's most bloodthirsty story concerned a chieftains eon, Gated, who went off one day with seven companions because his pregnant wife paid she was tired of vegetable food and clewed meat, While trying 'to harpoon a shark he was caught by the line and drowned, Driven by the wind, the canoe reached Dauan, where the local chief, Xogea, killed all but two of its occupants. These two escaped and drifted to Boigu. There, the friendly chief gave, them food and enabled them to , reach home on a favourable wind. When they met Cratori's father and told him of his son's death he was so enraged that he slew them with his stone club, for without them Gatori would not have gone to the reef. Then he slew the pregnant wife who want —the real cause of Getorirs death. Having vented his anger, he began to regret his hasty action. Seized with remorse, he rush- ed up a hill, decked himself with leaves and branches, and danced alone. On his return he asked his wife to light a big fire, fixed a spear in the flames, point up- wards, threw himself on it and perished. The same day Gatorre body floated ashore in Mabuiag and was buried there. The hook is 'e graphic account of life in this wild Australian. seaboard, its settlers, seafarer's' and aboriginals, and the adven- tures that befell the authors. It makes engrossing reading, tiroavrwoter .Fight With A Crocodile . A ,sixty-ym*.oici. aboriginal, • Samuel PoOchemunka, was cruis- ing' off the coast Of. Cape York, Queenslaed, in a dug-out canoe with his daughtersie-laee 13eue lain nett her ten-mOnthsold baby, when the girl suddenly scream- ed Cerro); as huge claws and teeth gripped her body from behind. Looking round, Samuel se w that a large crocodile had crept up' and struck at her through an out-rigger. The next moment both. mother . and baby were snatched overboard. Without hesitation,. Samuel dived headlong into the swirling water, He knew instinctively what to do. Feeling for the. crocodile's body, he got an iron grip on its twisting tail, moved gradually on until he reached its head, Then he plunged his thumbs into its eyes—something no croc can endure, The monster writhed, let go of the girl—still clutching her baby—and dived. Quickly Sam- uel swam back to the canoe, dragging the mother and child with him, When they reached the,. shore, first-aid was render- ed at a nearby mission, Then the woman was flown to Cairns Hospital in an ambulance 'plane, Amazingly, both she and the baby recovered. Samuel was awarded the Royal Humane So- ciety's silver medal for his heroic rescue. Coralie and Leslie Rees in "Coasts of Cape York", say that when they visited Beulah, she snowed the wide scars of claw and, teeth marks on her arms .and back. One man, hunting across a river, shot two wallabies. Pad- dling back in his frail, skin-bark canoe a croc swam out to him, doubtless smelling the carcasses' blood. Alarmed, he increased speed, 'Bet when the croc came on and nosed round the canoe he de- cided to throw a wallaby over- board, hoping that would satisfy the creature, It rapidly disposed of the wal- laby, then made for the canoe. again, In desperation, the man threw the second one overboard. But still the croc wasn't satis- fied. It began snapping and tearing at the end of the canoe. He saw only a grim death ahead if he stayed with the wa- terlogged skin-bark, so leaped overboard, hoping the monster woud pause to lick up any con- gealed blood while he swam away. Luckily, some of his friends saw his plight and drag- ged him ashore before the croc attacked again. Rees says that when out walk- ing he always bore in mind the advice: "Never turn your back on a river, for a crocodile may creep up and, swish Its tail round you," But there were graver perils than trots. They. were told of a white rascal, Wini, who once set up a one-man reign.of terror on. an island in Torres Strait, A runaway .convict, he arrived in a if 1 would ge in anti re. e them. In after years I have won- dered, myself, about my evalua- tions of the gentlemanly cus- toms at that time, I have, pow arid then, been thrust by ehanca Into certain situations where might aid and abet the fairer sex without making any bar- gains about it, doing kindly things just for the good feeling it gave me, and to en:bailee my reputation as a great boon ea hunianity. But I suppose I was eung, and hadn't properly equated the amenities. There is also the possibility twat hornets are a special factor in negotiations, it is true that circumstances alter cases, and 'of all the circumstances a me- thodical mind can assemble to insure full consideration I guess hornet's nest is pretty good. Anyway. this woman and made a bargain, and I was to get half the blueberries if would bring out the whole of them. I thereupon walked (nen picked up the milk pail, and brought it forth, doing so with- out involving the hornets in any way, and arriving back at our bargaining ground intact and unspoiled. The woman seemed disappointed. She acted as if I had abused her in some way, and had not fulfilled the obliga- tions of contract, It had been too easy. Therefore, she announced that the bargain was off, and there would be no dividing of the spoils. remonstrated, citing the sanctity of open covenants open- ly arrived at, and suggested she was not playing fair. With what I have since learned is 'feminine logic, she reversed this decision, and pointed out that I was the one resorting to subterfuge and chicanery, since I had no hornet trouble. If I had been stung a few times, she pointed out, it would be different, While her logic prompted thought, there was one loophole in it. She had not yet regained possession, and it was I who still held the bail of the bucket. "Very well," I said. And I car- ried the pail back into the (bushes and set it beside the hor- net's nest, and passed by on the other side and went to picking blueberries with neither cark no r care. Afterwards I went home and mother made a blue- berry cake a yard square, and I ate it with gusto and 1utter, and sat back happily to reflect on affairs and their causes, and I don't know to this day if the woman ever got her blueberriee or not. As my public service for this fine afternoon in blueberry time, ± wish to append herewith my mother's recipe, which should delight the nations and make gets a better world: THE DEACON'S BLUEBERRY CAKE 1 egg, whipped light 1 cup sweet milk 3 tablespoons sugar Butter size of an egg Some salt 1 teaspoon soda 2 teaspoons cream tartar 3 cups flour 2 cups blueberries .Mix the sugar with the egg, melt the butter, and add all to the flour. You'll need a pan about eight by twelve inches, and bake at about 375 degrees for about a half hour, or until browned. Then serve with plenty of but- ter, and afterWarde write me a letter saying thank you. — By John Gould in the Christian Sci- ence Monitors A t.esson Learned $ Blueberry Time %she yilerent beteberre Is now nesting from the pod. and the tie tettleeloth treedeles in, Main This :Wu. is S, good ine of year, and he Who cense* erne tea blueberry pie is 1141). ittlaw.g Mee and is elect, The esessa eneeeetmg melee- eseeeee eh preeent Fteaeten is ehe teen -ion': he the blueberry people to eleage tn ePeetel pro- eaetione Mt 7.0 attention 4htheir nreduet so it will gain fn pteolie rel.eern attd become pOpular. Suet what modern soot.• ety bad done to dem away from the bliteberiy as a "tit-promoted vegetable =amid give us pause, and. we infould be greatly alarm- ed if it turns out the creature bee sleeked off in esteem ',to the Maundy unstable. Indged, there is something the fortunate in the news that there is a blueberry industry well. enmesh organized to attempt such hired thumping of the tub,. The blueberry was undoubtedly designed without a monopoly in mind, and should never travel the same commercial highway aa the banana, pineapple, bunch rarrot, and the subsidized potato. But, alas. The blueberry that bloomed free and unpossessed is now pretty generally posted, and cannot be picked with im- punity and a lard pail. People whose back pastures ran to- ward public domain in blue, berry time now have little signs up, and they dicker over "stump- age." A man will come by and make you an offer, then gather the berries with a crew he brings in a truck. The old-fash- ioned kind who think they can whistle for the dog and strike out at random. to gather enough for a pie find the dreary aspects of crass commercialism have en- tered the picture. Blueberries are money. When I was rather small, blueberries taught me a lesson, but I never knew just what to do with it. I had taken my lard' pail in those days everybody had a two-pound lard pail to pick -in, and it was his very own property — and I had gone down by the ice pond to glean, About the time I had found a isatoh and settled to work on It a large and sharply delineat- ed scream arose from, a clump of bushes nearby, and a woman came leaping forth in every ise of distress. She was hit - Mg the ground about every thirty feet. She paused near me, and explained. It turned out that she had been calmly gathering blueber- ries in a 14-quart milk pail, and had something like 13 quarts of blueberries in it when she may- ad over another foot or two and. dislocated a prosperous nest of yellow-jacket hoenets. Yellow- ,jacket hornets, to give them Their due, are excellent judges: of- blueberry ground, and wher- ever you find a nest, you will find very fine blueberries which frequently last out the season eind dry up on the vines and waste their fragrance on the desert air, There is something about a nest of yellowejaekets which discourages close picking. This woman, upon making this interesting discovery, had ga- thered herself into a departure and come forth. The pail of blue- berries was sitting on the ground right beside the hornet's nest, and when she pointed I could see it shining in the peck- .erbueh. Comments evolved, and one thing led to another, and this woman at last agreed to divide the pail of berries With. MIXED PICKLES 4 cups cut cucumbers 2 cups cut carrots 2 cups cut celery 2 red sweet peppers 1 podred pepper 1. cauliflowerhdt 2 cups pickling onions 1 cup salt 4 tablespoons mustard seed. 2 tablespoons celery seed 1Ya cups sugar 5 cups vinegar Wash, rinse, drain, and cut vegetables as wanted. Dissolve salt in 1 gallon of water. Pour over vegetables. Let stand about 18 hours, Drain. Add seeds (also spices if you want to use them) and sugar to the vinegar. Boil 3 minutes. Add vegetables. Sim- mer until heated through, then bring to boiling. Pack, boiling hot ,into hot jars; seal at. once. * r * CRYSTAL PICKLES 11/2 g allonsoak green tomatoes1 cup 8 cups sugar 6 small sticks cinnamon. 1 teaspoon ground nutmeg' I. teaspoon ginger PA tablespoons salt 8 cups vinegar Wash, drain and cut small to- matoes (about 1% inches across) into %-inch slices, Dissolve lime in 1 gallon cool water. Pour over tomatoes. Let stand about 24 hours in a cool place. Rinse through several changes of cool water. Drain. Add sugar, "spices (tied in bag), salt and 1 cup water to vinegar. (Add more salt if wanted.) Boil 3 minutes. Let stand until cold. Add toma- toes. Boil until tomatoes are clear and syrup is thick. Pack, hot, into hot jars. Process pints and quarts 10 minutes in boil- ing-water bath. * ,TOMATO CHUNKS Wash, drain and remove core from slightly ripe tomatoes. Cut tomatoes into 1-inch chunks. Measure, For each quart chunks, make syrup of % cup vinegar, '1/2 cup, brown sugar, 1 teaspoon whole mixed spices, 11/2 tea- spoons salt. Boil 5 minutes, Add tomatoes. Boil 5 minutes. Pack, boiling hot, into hot jars; seal at once, A few slices of onion neleasr yiebe added to each jar if you School Teacher Talks Out Straight The occasion: A meeting of sixteen vice presidents of the American Federation of Teachers in Dayton, Ohio, The speaker: Miss Sophie Jaffe, New England schoolmarm who has taught for 25 years at the Israel Putnam Elementary School in New Bri- tain, Cone, The subject: What we're doing to American chil- dren. "We are going overboard these days," Miss Jaffe began in a twangy New England accent, "on the idea that, by giving our chil- dren the best and the most, we make them happy, well-:rounded individuals, Today's children have television sets in their beds moms carry transistor radios to school, and brag about the money they spend, Why, even the 4- year-olds in nursery school are concerned with 'how much my dress cost,' and 'my things are nicer than yours.' "What We should do," she went on, speaking as a teacher, "is to get through to the parents that their children must be taught et home that they cannot have everything they want, that money and material abundance are not the acme of democracy, It's up to them (the parents) to show the children proper velteea by their good example, ti. APplause. ISSUE 37 i't}dill Some rules to follow in mak- ing cucumber pickles are these: Select fresh, firm cucumbers, small to medium in size. Use enamelled, g 1 a s s, aluminum, stainless steel, or stoneware utensils. When. possible use dairy or pickling salt. Granulated and flake salt have the same strength, but do not measure the same. When using flake salt, increase the measure by a scant one-half. Use high-grade cider or white distilled vinegar. Spices should be fresh and of the highest quality. Use whole spices unless the recipe calls for them to be ground. Tie spices in a cloth so they may be removed before pickles are canned. Seal jars of pickles while boiling hot or else process them in a water bath according to recipe directions, * no * Here are the general directions for preparing cucumbers for pickling. FOR SOUR OR SWEET PICKLES 48 small cucumbers 1 cup salt 3 cups vinegar Wash and dry fresh 21/2 -3-inch cucumbers. Put in stone jar or, enamelled-ware kettle. Dissolve salt in 1 gallon water. Pour over cucumbers. Cover with dinner plate 'or glass pie plate weighted to hold plate below brine. Let stand 24 hours. Drain. Rinse con- tainer and put cucumbers back into it. Add vinegar to enough water to cover cucumbers. Let stand 24 hours. Drain cucumbers. SOUR PICKLES 5 cups vinegar 1 cup sugar 1 1/2 tablespoons mixed spices Add vinegar, sugar and spices. (tied in a bag) to 1 cup water. Simmer 15 minutes. Pack pre- pared cucumbers into hot jars. Cover with hot pickling syrup. Process pints and quarts 15 min- utes in boiling-water baths SWEET PICKLES 2-4 cups sugar 5 cups vinegar 1.1,2 tablespoons mixed Spices Add 11/2 cups sugar to .1 '12 cups water. Boil until sugar dis- solves. Add vinegar and spices (tied in a bag), Simmer 15 min- utes, While syrup is cooking, split cucumbers into halves. Pour into stone jar or enamel- led-ware kettle. Pour hot syrup over cucumbers. Let stand about 12 hours. Drain syrup into an- other kettle; add remaining su- gar. Boil until sugar is dissolved. Pour hot syrup over cucumbers. Let stand 12-24 hours, Pack cu- cumbers into hot jars, Boil syrup 2-3 minutes. (If you want to add garlic, do it when syrup begins to boil.) Pour hot over cucum- bers. Process pints and quarts 15 minutes in boiling water bath. Note: For extra crispness, ecld t i ice...spoon powdered alum to each cup syrup before pow- ling over cucumbers in jar. left EA le AND IttrEt PICKLES 8 cups thinly sliced cucumbers 'l cups thinly silted small on ions 1. cup salt '2 cups eider Villegitir I cup sag:0 ' teaspoons whole Mustard 'Seed 1.2 teaspoon whole -celery see' teaspoon ground thrintiric Arrange alternate layers cu- cumbers, Onions arid salt, Let stand overnight or six to eight bout's. Mix remaining iegredi- erne in a four-quart preserving kettle. Bring to boiling Obit. Add cucumbers and onions. Cook until cleer five to tee minutes. Peck in hot, sterilized jars. Seal air tight., Makes three pints. Salvatore Ferragamo was IS man who once said: " I love feet. They talk to me." A good foot — with firm mus- cles and a strong arch — was, to Ferragamo, "a masterpiece of divine workmanship." A bad foot — one with crooked toes and ugly joints — was "an agony," The most famous cobbler since Pinocchio's papa, Ferragamo be- ban as a 9-year-old barefoot boy in the hilltop town of Bonita in southern Italy. At 11 he worked for 2 cents a day in Naples; at 16 he had immigrated to Cali- fornia. There he met Lottie Pick- ford, sister of movie queen Mary Pickford. So pleased was Lottie with the shoes that Ferragamo made that she recommended him to Mary Pickford and to Douglas Fair- banks. After them came a par- ade of others — all well-heeled to begin with and well-shed thereafter. Sizes: Orders came so fast that Ferragamo tried machine-making his shoes, but quickly gave it up. He returned to Italy, vowing to create only quality products. A husky man with a gift for flat- tery, he stroked the insteps of no- tables ranging from Mistinguett (size 21/2 C) to Lauren Bacall (9AAA), Greta Garbo (7AA) once slouched into his shop in worn-out rope-sole shoes and left after ordering 70 pairs made of leather, Ferragamo always believed shoes should be comfortable, The cost was something else (Ferra- game shoes averaged $50 a pair). Some of the most expensive shoes the shocmastor made were thoe for t va Peron, late wife of the Argentine dictator. She al- ways demanded exotic materials -- armadillo and young llama skin sprayed with gold dust and the heels studded with jewels, In the war years, Ferragamo popularized the Roman sandal and created the "werigie," These again were comfortable styles, and also made Perragarpo torn. Portable, He lived in a $175,000 villa near Florence whale last 'month, he died, mourned by the fashion world and eulogized as a mete who had one Socrot: "The most perfect machine is the hand of man." "What is luck?" asks a reader, What happens when preparation meets opportunity. THE .GIRL THE diAtt. HOUSE - WashirigfOrt, for some time location of 'the "World's largest thair," now Bats a bleat house resting art the outsize seat and a pretty girl in the glass house. Lynn Arnold is shown waving at epecteithre from the hewed- Which is 12 feet by 12- feet and positioned 16 feet above the ground, It's a• parking' lot publicity oiriimick, fuN-iitiWERE6 tokir furnace with meticulously finished reflecting mirror turtle sunshine into 'ADO degrees F. at the At/to company. The furnace tests new Materials slevserned for missile nose cones, rocket ertgirie nozzles. and space craft 4half must withstand enorMaut heat,