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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1948-8-25, Page 26n the Ry ONA FREEMAN LATHROP The ong black lint t -i: a with F uniformed chautlenr at the whtcl pine, gliding slowly dewn tate lumpy brick street and rolled to a top in front of the little white Ouse. No one gut out. From her bedroom Ann Marie }eard the soft purr of the motor kid peeked out through the living om. Yes, it was Aunt Sarah, with onnings in front beside the chan£- ur. She'd been dreading this mo - pent. She glanced hastily around, tCverything was orderly. Tommy Alts playing in the back yard. Their Fyn little car was in the drive. They Aould know she was home, Then why didn't they come in? Finally the car moved away silent - luxuriously, like a sleek cat that d stalked its prey. Ann Marie heaved a sigh of relief, yet she was angry too, The very nerve! She went shout getting dinner in a cold, white fury. So that was her method! At dinner she told Tom. "Your Aunt Saralt was here to -day."' "Well, find I knew she's unbend sooner or later and call," be chuckled. "O:i, she didn't come in. She just drew up her chariot in front and stared aghast at our humble abode. Probably seeing how the 'other half' lives. "Evidently she still can't stand the idea that you married beneath you. Some day I'll show that grand dame on her pinnacle just how far beneath you you really did marry, If I lose my temper sufficiently," she vowed. "Whut"Il you do Mommy?" Tommy wanted to know, his eyes as big as saucers, his mouth stuffed full. "Whut's marryln' beneath you?" he demanded. They laughed, "Oh, Daddy was upstairs and I was in the basement," Ann Marie told him jokingly. But the thought rankled the next day as Ann Marie went about her work. Had Tom stepped down to her Ievel or had she come up to his, or was there any difference at all? And then that afternoon the big limousine drew up to the curb again. This was too much! She would not go out and beg her to come in. Lei them sit and stare. Only this time Tommy was playing in the front yard. "Are you Tommy Parkhurst, little boy?" Aunt Sarah called. Tommy went right on tinkering with his tricycle. "Sure. Are you Aunt Sarah Parkhurst?" "Why, yes. 1 -low did you know?" Her d gnitihed expression almost cracked into the semblance of a smile under her black bonnet. "Oh, I've heard my folks talk about you and your big car," "Well, And what did they say?" "Oh ,,thin.' only Mommy said "Pd lave to come ht," Aunt Sarah said. ° you na ter liked it 'cause she was in the basement and Daddy upstairs when they got married and the preacher had to yell. Could you hear him clear out to your house?" "No. I couldn't," Annt Sarah answered, a puzzled expression on her face. "Maybe you were up on your pin- nacle that Mommy says you sit on," he went on nonchalantly. "Do you ,....� like it up there on your pinnacle? Ain't it lonesome up there all . alone?' Aunt Sarah was wiping off either a tear or a smile, but she called, "Come here Tommy, You are very much like your Daddy used to be, did you know that? And I loved your Daddy very much," Aunt Sarah got out of the car and took Tommy in her arms. Then she turned to Ann." My dear, you don't know how I've longed to come in, but I supposed you wouldn't care to have me. I"vc had James drive past night after night, but I couldn't get up tie courage to stop. If you only knew how lonely I've been for Tom. You see, I used to live in a little white house very ntuclt like this before I married Ton's uncle, I wasn't always a Parkhurst, you know. And I know exactly how you feel about being in the family. I'd leve to tome in."' The End Making a Big Splash—That froth you see on the otherwise clear waters of Georgian Bay is not caused by a high tvind, but t,ryy a bunch of Sea Cadets taking part in a swim class at the Princess Alice Camp on Minnicog Island. This and the other Georgian Bay Camp—Queen Elizabeth on Beausoleil Island—are two of the Navy League's ten camps which have been in full swing across Canada recently. Wants More Facts About Comic Books Every once in so often same per- son or group gives out with a loud blast against the comic books and/or the radio melodrama pro- grams which are such favorites now- adays with millions of American children, says Collier's Weekly in an Editorial headed "Figures Would Be Helpful." You're familiar with the com- plaint, no doubt—how it's alleged that these entertainments are too strenuous, and that they either tend to make nervous and emotional wrecks out of children or inspire them to go whooping out to com- mit murder or mayhem. What we always look eagerly for, and don't find, whenever this complaint comes up, is a nice selec- tion of statistics going to prove that the comic books and radio spine- wripklers are as bad as all that. t'or example, how many children in the year 1947 actually did blow their emotional or nervous tops and have to be sent to rest -cure homes or insane asylums as a direct result of reading comic books or bending the ears' too steadily into the radio? .And how many children in the same year did no such thing? Again, how many children in 1047 or any other period really did try to.fly out the window or up onto the roof like Superman, or kill some little playmate in ways approved by the various comic -book villians? And how many didn't? We never see figures bearing an these questions. Yet without such statistics, it seems to us the enemies of present-day thrillers are merely blowing off a lot of unsup- ported theories. Until concrete, convincing, fully documented proofs of this kind are forthcoming, we think we'll just go on pretty much ignoring these earnest and alarmed persons. Our own guess is that they are the spiritual heirs of the heavy thinkers who used to moan two generations ago about what the dime novel would do to the youngsters of that era, and of the alarmists of a gener- ation back who foresaw hideous evils flowing from the then popular- ity of movie serials like The Perils of Pauline and The Iron Claw. None of the nightmares came true in either case, Tierra Del Fuego, an island sep- arated from South America by the Strait of Magellan means "Land of Fire." Merry Menagerie—ByWalt Disney "Nobody's calling Mbl 'coo -coo' and getting away, with ill" • If there's any truth in the old adage about "an apple a day, etc," then C:-..adian doctors should be in for a fairly lonesome time this coming winter. That's because Can- ada's 1948 apple crop has been estimated at 17 million bushels, an increase of 2 million over Last year. To this huge amount British Columbia will, quite naturally, con- tribute the major share, that Pro- vince's 9 million bushels being about 25% above the 1947 figure. * * The big problem now is how to dispose of this crop. Based on former figures, the maximum quan- tity Canada can e expected to use is less than 9 million bushels, and the export market is quite.uncer- tain, Great Britain took no Cana- dian apples this year, and is not very likely to buy many of this season's production because of the money situation and also because the United Kingdom is growing a whole lot more at home. So it looks as though worms and similar pests are not the only headaches our apple -growers have to contend with. * * * Some poultry raisers work two hours or more a day in caring for 1000 hens, or even fewer than that —and think they're being efficient about the job too. But figures do not bear out this belief, as the department of Agriculture at Wash- ington says that there ars poultry- men who require only 21 minutes a day to look after 1000 hens. * * a You've probably known this for years, but here's just a reminder that lightning has a tendency to strike the highest spot --and when you're alone in an otherwise empty field YOU are that high spot. Taking shelter under a tree, you're liable to get bit by a bolt which strikes the tree first. It's comparatively safe inside a building—safer still if that building is one of a group. There isn't as much wheat eaten on this continent—that is to say not so much per capita—as there was fifty years ago. Statistics from south. of the border—and Canadian figures would probably not vary very great- ly --show that around the beginning of the centuryeachperson ate about five bushels of wheat. bast year It was down to less than four bushels. And here's something that might be of interest to our friencls'in the baking business. Nutrition experts believe that eon, 'iett r•f wheat A Practical Tale "Evtrything you say about mod- ernizing the place is perfectly true, son," a farmer remarked to his boy home for his vacation from college. "But .lust remember that while a cow may not have as good looking a •fait as a peacock, she can brash off 0 int afore flies with it." could be greatly increased very easily—simply by the bakers pro- ducing a tastier loaf of bread! * * While early fall plowing is un- doubtedly good for weed control, soil specialists say that plowing m the late fall usually adds more nitrogen and organic matter to the earth, Besides that, late fall plow- ing will blow and wash less than the other unless some sort of cover crop comes up after the early fall plowing. * * * I've probably written about this before, but it's worth repeating— what a surprisingly small amount of salt will do in effecting great savings of expensive feed in hog- . fattening. Recent controlled tests showed that each dollar's worth of salt saved twenty times that amount in feeding costs. The tests showed that pigs will eat just about the proper amount they need if given free access to a salt box in the feed lot. Mixing salt 'at the rate of one-half per cent of the entire ration was also found to work well, but it is advisable not to use larger amounts than this. If bothered by dripping from the carburetor after the engine is stop- ped on your car or tractor, the chances are that it results from too high a fuel level in the carburetor bowl, and it may be that the float valve should have replacements. It is impossible to adjust a carburetor correctly with a too -high fuel level, * * * Then there's the oldie about the visitor to the farm who looked out into a pasture field and saw the antics of an old horse, The nag was running around like mad bumping his head first against one tree, then another, and so on. "Is that horse blind?" the visitor inquired, "Naw, he ain't blind," was the prompt reply. "He can see as well as anybody, but he just don't give a good gol-darn`" The news we hear from Europe and elsewhere these days makes a whole lot of Minions feel notch the same way ton. Maybe the Farmer Isn't So "Ignorant" "The trouble with the farmer is that he's ignorant," says an editorial writer in the Calgary Herald, whose pen must have been dipped in satire. "Flt doesn't know about social justice, economic planning, about forward-looking concepts of dy- nastic democracy. In fact he doesn't know much about anything, except maybe farming." No wonder then—the editorial goes on—that the Socialists wring their ]rands over hint. Until titc farmers are won over to Socialism, the CCF can't possibly hope to win power. Professor G. M. A, Grube, of the University of Toronto, an executive member of the CCF national Coun- cil, notes that the farmers of South- ern and Eastern Ontario stem re- luctant to vote for Socialism, How can they be converted? "This is not so much a question of program—the program is there—but a matter of education, which takes both time and money." The professor can then get busy with his task of education leading , off with some bright remark like "Don't you think it's terrible, the price Toronto's suffering masses have to pay for butter?" or "I'm sure we can count on your support during the next packinghouse strike." Little visits of this nature between professors and fanners should be of great value, we thinly, to the CCF's educational campaign. Of course, some boorish agrarians might resent being educated. Some professors might find themselves confronted with the business end of a pitchfork, But every noble cause must have its martyrs. And what cause could be more noble than spreading the true faith among benighted heathens? I3elium gas, at the end of World War I, cost about $2,500 per cubic foot, today, it costs about, 2 cents. Just For Fun A teacher in a school just out- side Belfast Ireland, tells of a pupil of his who had been taken to the launching of His Malest'y's Aircraft Carrier "Bulwark" and wrote of the big moment thus; "The Countess broke a bottle of champagne against the bow end then, to the delight of the crowd, she slid slowly and majestically down the greasy slipway inter the sea." He 1 And RH Of The New -Type Soldering Iron. Re- quires no electrical current or ex- ternal heat. Operated by a cartridge which heats iron to working tem- perature in five seconds and main- tains intense heat Inc at least ten minutes, Cartridge• which is about sante size as small flashlight bat- tery, is ignited on saner principle as firing a bullet, Automobile bun Visor, Will fit all 1011 nod later car models, !tads of transparent smoky green plexi - Blas, the visor li,•t flush again=t in side upper surfaee of windshield, covering approximately its upper third and extending across the full width, It • slips under and is held in position by rubber molding strip of windshield channel, Visor and windshield are automatically sealed so no dust collect: between them. Claimed also to reduce internal frosting in winter driving. Pipe -Filling Tobacco Pouch. New plastic pouch which not only is claimed to keep tobacco fresher but permits smokers to pack a pipe without spilling. Piston -like plunger packs tobacco into pipe and tamps Usaful it firmly into bawl. 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Specially do signed for safe trimming of corns and calluses, Flexible blade is slip- ped under safety guard which can be adjusted for thick or titin paring, Leaps Fain Cj}y}Ding Trail] 10 Save i1rihg Boy D. L WAGNER OF ST. THOMAS, ONTARIO iPerfonoes daring rescue of 1 --year-old boy from quarry The freight train chugged laboriously along the C.P.R, line near St. Mary's, Ontario, Trainman D. L. Wagner, riding atop one of the cars, was sudden- ly startled by the sound of shouting. Several boys, obvious- ly excited, were standing at the edge of a deep, water -filled quarry ... pointing downwards at someone in the water. DIVES 30 FEET INTO QUARRY Realizing that something was seriously wrong, Wagner leaped from the moving train and ran to the top of the quarry. 30 feet below, floundering in the water, was a young boy. Without 'even taking time to remove his shoes, the trainman dove to the rescue ... and after several attempts managed to bring the almost. unconscious youngster to the surface ... and then in to the edge of the quarry and safety. The heroic action of this 32 -year-old trainman has already been brought to the attention of his employers. We are proud to express our appreciation of his gallantry by paying tribute to D. L. Wagner of St. Thomas, Ontario, through the presenta- tion of The Dow Award, THE DOW AWARD is a citation for outstanding hero. ism and includes, as a tangible expression o appreciation, a $too Cana a Savings Bond. Winners are selected by the Dow Award Committee, a group of editors of leading Canadian newspapers, In a matter of seconds the gallant trainman had covered the distance to the quarry. Then, not even pausing to remove his shoes, he dove 30 feet into the water below. After several attempts, Wagner suc- ceeded in bringing the 7 -year-old, septi -conscious youngster to the sur. face , . , and then swam with him to to the quarry's edge where the lad soon recovered. ARCHIE FOR A PRETTY SHARE? I THOUGHT HUH? ARGYLE YOU'D TRUNKS! VERONICA GOT KNITTED O POR /AE" YOUR SOC ICYFAR � ARCHIE! ARCHIE' DON'T SWIM OUT ANY t=URTHEiRJ I KNOW! BUS A THREAD FROM YOUR SUIT GOT CAUGHT ON THIS POST AND YOU'RE UNRAVELLING IT! By Montana OKAY, ARCHIE! EVERYBODY IS OFF THE BEACH! i °T1.rANA