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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1948-3-31, Page 61 Ara Red Cross By Kay McMullen 1 am Red Cross:— I was born many years ago 00 the battlefield of Sulferinnl The sole purpose of my being is to assist itunlanity in tittles of suffer- ing. 1 ani of many races and many religions and 1 speak with many longues: In every language and with every dialect my message is the same: "1 set -%e." During my lifetime 1 have serv- ed in four major wars and many minor centlicts: My cross has been painted on the side of great battle ships and they hat e been kept safe because 1 was there; My flag has blown in the breeze high above Military hospitals all across the continent and in the far reaches of other lands. Under the rain of fire I have given -my life's blood to the wound - ea; and then I have carried theta to the safety of my hospitals. 1 have stood by the side of the dying soldier; I have ministered to hint, and written on paper the last words he had to send to his family. In my arms 1 have carried chil• dren from the wrecks of shell -torn homes, and helped the stumbling feet of the aged to escape front bombed cities, from the cruelties of concentration camps 1 have de- livered the prisoner of war. And at times I have stood by silently — because even I could do nothing; These are the times I will never forget. All that I ant or ever will be has been because of my VOLUN- TEERS — in their courage, I have found strength .— in their zeal, I have found inspiration: In WAR I had a big part to play. Now it is PEACE — hut my worlt is not finished! There are countries where the signing of sur- render meant only a pause in suf- fering: In these countries I have much work to do. Front my workrooms across the nation, warm clothing is going to clothe the naked — food is being sent to feed the hungry. In Military Hospitals the boys and girls 1 knew overseas are still at war with pain. blindness and shattered nerves: here. too, there is much work to be done. In the remote parts of our prov- ince you will find ate, in the form of an Outpost Nurse — my work here is endless, for I ant the nurse, the doctor and sometimes the fancily counsellor. In the school rooms of the nation you will find me serving lunches to the children of Canada — build- ing in them the strength that will stake Canada strong: I have a Dental Coach to look after the teeth of our little people, a Homemaker Service that will ease the mind of the sick mother and keep the family united. In the tanks and pools of cid •s and towns, I am teaching swim • ming and water safety so the death toll by drowning will be cut to a minimum. During the war years I learned the need of First Aid — in peace time I have not forgotten what 1 learned and I am passing it on to others. I have a Volunteer Nars- ing Service so that the worr:en cf Canada can learn simple nares: g and be able to help in tins r= emergency. In titne of disas'er •— cf f rr- Mod ur famine — yen t.i 1 ;Ire,... I will he carrying ,•:d or- or medicine cr v. hate,.' r v,;•:: relief. Yet with a'r; c'•'' 1 old for I aro a ', f•• 1 Cross: In this fora f tahe r.: strong young shoulders ' e burdens of children who are blind or crippi-d or ill; I bring then to hospitals, I visit them and help them to be- come strong again. With my cor- respondence to children in other lands I do much to build a firm fon n da tion of "International Friendliness" the corucrstene of a peaceful tomorrow. Never be ve that my work end- ed when the air-raid siren stilled -•- aa Milton said -•- "Peace hath her victories no less renowned than war" — and that is the victory for which I strive today. Mos soul -stirring scene in the Passion Play is the Crucifixion and the descent from the Cross. Chri is body is lowered into the arms of Joint as the grief-stricken Mary and the Magdalene watch, History's Greatest Drama Comes Alive in Passion Play—These moving scenes depict highlights in the Black Hills Passion Play as staged in the great natural amphitheatre at Spearfish, S.D. Above, Jesus shoulders the Cross as He starts His sad journey to Golgotha. Behind IIim is the Roman centurion, with scourg- ing lash upraised. At left, under guard, are the two thieves who were crucified with the Saviour. In the center (loortvay stands Pontius Pilate, Roman procurator who reluctantly sen- tenced Jesus to cruxifixion under pressure of the Jerusalem mob that chose between Christ and the robber Barabbas. The mob was incited by Caiphas and Annas, priests of the temple, who stand on the steps behind the Cross, reviling Jesus. At right are the disciples. and the children Christ blessed v:hen He entered Jerusalem from Galilee, C'lrist fall: ills Uir,tI (--r, e. — t of ti.!: (art"•',. !.tei.izetl i lIA.; • For roar. r.rnturier, t.ui e,: people tl,r'tjgh)at the world have. Ental stirringr of their faith in watching ing of the greatest dray,::, r.: a .. times •—' the re-enactment (,11 the last days of Jesus Chri-t in 'lie, Passion Play. The oide'st tf t"., Passion flay groups k said to be the 'Mack hills Passion Play, *hose home, when not on tour. i; the little town of Spearfish, S. 1), It was originated In 1242 in I,ue• nen, Germany,. by the modes of• Cappenburg Monastery. Thus it is 400 years older than the fanotin here 1 tat r ytrg cibc':si:.,. pia,. Led by f', .e;•t, :.f'.. wife, pia,e the y!::; ;e fled ''r,' r ..t.'- a• - r , . o:• ffitt.er',l at r.3t.te tr1 the t,.',, in lh:.t. r,r v. Meier f' scot as ideal 'i tt , ,,. r; :Sj,earii;i,. pt:u! i,..l Rom were dr:.,c'vd:,nt;; ants who started the f„tt,,,r-r, ;,laic bike Meier, they beean.n citizens. Meier has acted In the Passion story since ehildhrlod. Hol Is the seventh generation of hit family t„ play the Christos role, Spring Morning Spring jumped out of bed one day, Turned on the staple sap; Then went back to bed again And took an extra nap. When the place had thawed, she threw White coverlets aside, Let out the pussy -willows, Then swept the doorstep wide. Woke the little crocuses— To tell then, it was late; Lit the forsythia bushes, And then sat do*n to wait. ftk Wonderful Woman By RUTH K. KENT Am Stanton watched he husband's news aper for signs of annoyance after she told !tint. Yes, he was low- ering it slowly , .. his handsome face frowning, "What did you do that for?" Ann buttered her toast. "Why not? I aht ays toole Elsie Olson to lunch when she was 5 -our secretary." Barry gulped his coffee. "But Elsie was.., well,,." Ann leaned back in her chair, Yes, Elsie teas 38 and wore cotton stock ings. Tess Barclay, the new secre- tary, was 20 and Harry could tuck her in his pocket. Ann remembered when Elsie Olson resigned and the boss hired Tess for Ilarry. "Sunny tittle girl taking Elsie's place," he'd announced. "Nn bigger than a min- ute." "Pretty?" she'd ask He'd shrug- ged. "Didn't Holier," and that was when Amt took warning. Harry was 30, and after seven years of marriage maybe he was get- ting a little tired ... maybe of her. Ann had seen the little new girl one day when she stopped in the office to see Harry. It was a few days later when she announced at breakfast, "I'm tatting Miss Barclay to lunch today." Ann walked into the Mayfair ahead of time. She sat studying the wall paper. Yes . things were work- ing out right. That young lady would Ten Rules Uwted For Happy Home Take a tip from a woman lawyer who specializes in domestic reia- tions. She lists ten commandments for keeping marriages happy: 1—Treat your mate as courte- ously as you would treat a stranger. 2—Trust your spouse. 3—Confer on finances. 4—Share hobbies, 5---Jr,in the same church or club or both. 6 --Never nag. 7 --Don't ridicule your partner. 8—Plan little surprise gifts, even on no special occasion, 9—Give praise for little things. ID--Retpest your mate's opinion. but .. ” Tess looked almost fright- ened, "fle's so impatient. l simply can't work for hits any more 1 make ... mistakes, and he .. , really AI rt. Stanton he mad;;.t me work at • noon to fi.e then,. 0/: dear, i hope you aren't hurt." 'Unit?" All the buds on the wall paper scented to burst into binont for Ann. She could almost smell their fragrance. Impulsively she Put her hand over the small one drumming nervously on the table. "Of course Pin not hurt, my dear. You mustn't be either. I -Larry's been accustomed to Miss Olson , . was there years and years and was sort of a machine. Don't quit, Tess" Ann found herself begging, "You can take it. And you'll have a good position. 1'11 walls to the office with you when we finish," harry was puzzling over some in- voices when Ann and Tess cane into the office, arm in arm. "Here's your secretary to do that," Ann smiled. She slipped out and smiled at the girls in the outer office but was al- most ashamed to face them. Ann knew they would say, "That Mrs, Stanton is such a wonderful woman. Not the least bit jealous of Mr. Stan - ton's secretaries." The new secretary was 25 and Barry could tuck her in his pocket. have to answer some questions. Nice subtle questions, of course. Tess came right on time. Ann held out her hand. "Sit down, Tess," she smiled, "Everyone calls you that don't they?', Tess sat primly, "Yes, Mrs, Stan- ton:' "It was good of you to come," Ann said, "I'm sure you had some- thing more interesting to do." Tess picked up a fork and turned it over and over. "I ... was suppas• cd to do something else," she said, "But , Pm glad you asked mc. I've . been wondering lora 1 could talk to you." Ann's senses pricked ttp. "You did? Was there something special you wanted to say?" Tess twisted her napkin. "1 don't know how to begin. Airs. Stan- ton, 1 . I want to talk about Mr, Stanton. But . . . maybe you won't understand." The big blue eyes looked into Ann's , .. begged, "1s . , . does Mr. Stanton have good health?" Well! So now Ann knew, And this innocent -looking youngster had figured all the angles. Even to Har- ry's health. No doubt Harry seemed pretty old to her and she wanted to be sure he wouldn't turn senile the minute she caught him. Ann's voice was cold. "IIe's perfectly healthy," "1 . . 1 titougltt maybe he was sick, That would excuse him, I itiean . , . Air. S1an(1n's a mice man to Co - fat _ MI( PAIN Rheumatic pains may often be caused by excess uric acid, a blood impurity that should be extracted by the kidneys. 1f kidneys fail, and excess uric acid remains, it may cause severe discomfort and pain. Treat rheumatic pains by keeping your kidneys in good condition. Get and use Dodd's Kidney Pills. Dodd's help your kidneys get rid of trouble -malting poisons and excess acids—help you feel better. See what Dodd's can do for you. 137 !dd's Kidney' Ms Put To The Test "Darling," said the bride, "1 know something is troubling you and 1 want to help. Your worries are our worries now, you know." "Well, all right Clear". replied her busban'., reluctantly. ''We've just had s letter from a girl in Chicago, and she's suing tis for breach of, promise." * GENTLE LAXT Ti Scout IIESCUI:B suer frt-!t WdI 34: ALAN LAKING OF KEARNEY, ONT. earns praise of whole community A. little girl's screams caused t5 -year-old Alan baking to jam on the brakes of his bicycle and investigate. Seeing him, the girl screamed again ... and, in spite of her excitement, Alan made out the words "Kenneth's fallen in the well ... Kenneth's in the well!" Racing to the scene, Alan found that a small boy of four had indeed fallen about 16 feet into a well . , . and was flounder- ing, semi-conscious, in 8 feet of water. LOWERS SELF INTO WELL The young Scoot acted quickly. Gripping the side walls as well as he could, he let himself down into the water. Diving beneath the surface be grasped the boy's clothing and brought his head up. Then he tread water, holding the inert form of the little victim until help came and a ladder could be lowered into the well. The ,youngster recovered after artifitiat respiration had been given. This Boy Scout's good deed for the day included a display of cool courage and presence of mind unusual in one so young. We are proud to pay tribute to 'Alan Laking of Kearney, Ontario, through the presentation of The Dow Award. THE DOW AWARD is a citation for outstanding hero, ism and includes, as a tangible expressions of appreciation, a Steno Canada Sayings Bond. Winners arc selected by the Dow Award Committee, n group of editors of leading Canadian newspapers. Hearing the little girl's desperate cries, Alan leaped from his bicycle and raced to the well at frill speed. Holding the boy's head above the sur- face, Laking tread water until a ladder was lowered and he was able to carry the lad up to safety. JITTER 1'M IN ESIOUG(1 TROUBLE WITHOUT WtItsG TO E%PLAIN YOU To THE eo59...YoU'u HAVE To HIDE IN a:. TNMs tAettIET A.wHIti, SOME PRACTIGALJOkBR TRIED TO FRIGHTEN ME WITH A JACK-IN•A•BOX DOT iTDIttiT SCARE ME AOC%! By Arthur Pointer UH .1451.