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Of Tomorrow
"We have more laud than spilsa
.)r ,tarn in the sky," wrote an Ar-
grtino poet a hundred year's ago.
Those words are as true today as
when they were written. But laud,
which is the nutriment of things
that grow and the covering placed
upon all precious stores within the
earth, chained elan to its surface
until the machine was discovered
to set him free , . ,
In art, in literature, in music,
• . she (Latin America) has found
her way. Sometimes these values
speak with a strong folk voice
which springs constantly and for-
ever from the genius of a great
people, Sometimes they are em-
bodied in the works of gifted men
who have reached out and touched
the magic spring .:
Her great cities, as In the days
of Alberdi, fringe upon the wilder.
ness, Yet already the shadows of
endless wings darken her skyways
over deserts and mountain crags
and trackless jungle. Their further
toneourse will surely bring into the
orbit of modern life great new re•
gions, people, and products. it may
be in an expansion comparable to
the opening of our West; It may
be that a great part of two con.
tinents will be catapulted by air
over the slow, earthbound growing
pains of the nineteenth century in-
to the air age of tomorrow.
There is no reason to say that
the civilizations of the Old World
are being eclipsed and may never
again reach a new zenith, but there
is every reason to believe that
American civilization, North and
Soubh, stands upon the threshold of
a new and magnificent achievenmeut.
Whatever fate willed it, geography
has linked our Americas together
for its flight of the future.—From
"The Epic of Latin America," by
John A, Crow
Bows Take a Bow—What-does
a press agent do when he wants
to inform the great public that
this is"Bow Tie Month?" Why,
he gets him a pretty gal, like
Abbe Marshall, above, and
decks her out in bow ties.
Simple, isn't it?
More Diesels
The Canadian National Railways
has placed orders in Canada for
thirty-eight new diesel electric lo-
comotives, it was atulounced in
!Oatmeal by E. A. Bromley, vice-
president in charge of purchases
and stores for the system.
An order for eighteen 72 -Mon
diesel electric locomotives has
heen awarded to the Canadian
General Electric Company. For
general service on Prince Edward
island, they are to carry out the
policy of, the railway to dieseliae
motive pottier operations in that
province.
Twenty 1000 h.p. diesel switching
locomotives have been ordered
Seoul the lofontreal Locomotive
!Yorks. They will be assigned to
service at various terminals across
hr country.
two orders bring time lues -
be of diesel locomotives in opera-
tion on the lines of the C.N.R. to
a total of 166 of various types con-
sisting of yard switchers, road
sw:,chers and road locomotives.
The 72 -ton locomotives are of a
class which can be operated in
single units, each of 600 h,p., or
m `:multiples of two or more units.
The twenty switching locomotives
-ill each have a starting tractive
effot't.of 60,000 pounds, and are to
sugnment the present fleet now in
'service at yards and terminals
along the 24,000 -smile system.
Canaditum National Railways.
From: W, S. Thompson,
Mrs, Lircen: "1 was surprised to
Sloe you had married again."
Mrs. Brown: "I daresay, f felt
when my first husband died no
ether tmtan could fill his place, but
a decides for tts. My heel husband
...as a fish dealer, and nsy ser'oed a
eareeutor. AS you know, 1 we,
,always partial tv fish and ships,"
Ben's Not
Lice That
By.
• QERTRIWE WINDEto,
"You're a w,ntder, Anne." How-
ever. Bee l larnlou W ilo stalling not
at her hut at the blue print she'd
worked on, far into the night, Ben
drew wacky sketches of houses he
dreamed up and Anne made the
blue prints that sold people his
Ideas, revised.
Anne said eagerly, "I've cut out
solve of the windows. You forgot
that the Brantons want a lot of
wall space for pictures." She waited
for more praise. And wailed,
Ben scooped ftp the blue print.
"1 gave a good deal of time to put-
ting those windows exactly where
they ought to be," he muttered,
"but since you mention it, Mrs.
Branton did say something' about
hanging Branton's latest atrocities.
Hanging's too gond for theist... .
So long, beautiful."
Before Ben went to the Navy
they were almost engaged. She was
the one who had been uncertain.
She was uncertain no longer. The
plastic T square in her fingers
shook. "Nothing I say or do seems
to please hint anymore," she whis-
pered. "What is the matter with
Belt?" The voice of the new re-
ceptionist in the outer office floated
to her in mocking answer, "Oh
Ben, you're wonderful!"
Anne stiffened, listening for Ben's
answer. She could hear only the
deep rumble of his voice.
Aline could imagine how Mar-
vella looked as she said it, eyes
fluttering, wide silly smile. Anne
smoothed her brown page boy bob.
Marvella was a synthetic blond.
Surely Ben wouldn't—.
"Mrs. Branton is on the univer-
sity board," Ben was saying. "If
she likes this hoose we'll have a
good chance at the university's new
chapel."
"I've another idea about the cot-
tage." He spread a crumpled
sketch on her drawing board. We'll
build the house in the hill. That
gives an old-world broken roof line
with the elope for background."
Anne, studying the sketch, felt
her heart sink, His notion was im-
possible.
"It would be beautiful," mur-
mured Anne, "but wouldn't every
.voom be on a different level?" Sbe
must be tactful.
"That's part of the charism!"
"It means stepping up and down,
and Mrs. Branton Is old—"
"Nonsense. She just sits and knits
while he paints,"
It'11 be wonderful," put in Mar -
voila,
Ben's voice was sharp. "You're
all wet on this, Anne,
.."The cottage will be wet, you
mean, poked under the hill that
way." Her temper was rising, "You
know we decided last week that the
only place for the house was on
top of the hill. That cuts out the
hill problem and the house gets a
breeze. You have a level stretch—"
"Okay," shouted Ban, "but I'll
wager Branton won't think so."
The door banged on him,
She'd lost him, A fog of misery
stored over her. She tried to tell
herself that if she couldn't have
Ben on an honest basis, she didn't
want him, That didn't help. It
wasn't true. She wished she'd lied
and gushed.
He phoned her. "Branton is crazy
about my idea."
"Artists are always crazy," she
retorted, blinking back tears.
Ben's step behind her was a sur -
Finn McCoul's Bridge; or as it is officially known, The Giant's
Causeway, on the coast of Antrim, According to legend, these
basalt columns are the remains of a bridge which the great
Fingal built to connect Antrim with Scotland. Picture by
courtesy of Associated British and Trish Railways Inc.
prise. She hadn't expected hien to
come back to the office that night.
"Congratulations," she said, with-
out turning her head, sail felt two
hands firm on her shoulders.
"For what?" asked Ben softly.
"For being a dkspe. ' Anne, what
would f do without you:"
"Didn't Branton—" Anne began,
dazed.
Ben turned her around and grin-
ned down at her. "Mrs. Branton
picked the house on top of the hill,"
he explained. "She said 'My hus-
band hasn't a practical bone in his
head.' Will you say that about me
some day? We make a swell team,
honey. What do you say?"
Anne didn't say anything for
Ben's lips, waren and first, were
on hers,
Fair Exchange
One night on a sleeper, a pretty
young woman was awakened by
two drunks arguing outside her
berth. Indignantly she said, "Sh-h-h!
If .you want to make noise at thio
hour go' into the club car."
"Club car? Thash a wuunerful
idea," a voice answered. "C'mon
out, Beautiful, We don't leave till
you come with ush." -
llrith.that she rang for time porter,
"Porter," she said, "these men are
disturbing tee."
"She'sls young an' beautiful an'
ahe'sh got to have a drink with
ugh," stated the drunk firmly.
"Young and beautiful?" inquired
the porter. "Ole, no, gen'Imen, Alt
saw her when she got on, an' she
ain't beautiful."
Horrified silence—then retreating
footsteps.
The next morning she blanked
the porter.' "Well, ma'am," .he
twinkled, "Ah frggered you'd be
willing to give up yo' looks fo'
a good night's sleep."
'Nuts to You' in Squirrel Talk—`.finis little fellow isn't being
'otu'lt squirrelly, His parents beat the housing shortage last
Hinter by moving into tilis bird house atop the garage of Mr's.
James Tless, Since then, this one and two other baby squir'r'els
a err born, and things are going along nieely, thank you.
THE FARM FRONT
Try and not be too much sur-
prised if you see a lot of Scriptural
quotations in this space, or ima-
gine that the Stutday School les.
son column has been shifted here
by mistake.
* * *
Doling the past few year's a
great deal has been said and writ-
ten regarding the all-important to-
pic of soil conservation; and in a
recent issue of an American farm
magazine "The Progressive Farm-
er" 1 ran across an article by Ly-
man Carrier on the subject that I'm
taking the liberty of quoting it, in
part. From here, Mr, Carrier takes
over for a stretch.
In Genesis 4:2.5 we read: " .. .
Abel was a keeper of sheep, but
Cain was a tiller of the ground.
And in process of time it came to
pass, that Cain brought of the
fruits of the ground an offering
unto Jehovah: And Abel, he also
brought of the firstlings of his
flock and of the fat thereof. And
Jehovah had respect oto Abel and
to hie offering. But unto Cain and
his offering he had not respect ..."
* *
Many sermons have been preach-
ed from this text. Many reasons
have been advanced why Abel's se-
erifice was acceptable to God,
while Cain's was not. Not until
recently have I heard an explana-
tion that seemed to me logical acrd
convincing. Abel's occupation was
in harmony with natural laws.
• Cain's farming operations—tillage
without livestoek --• destroyed Na-
ture's balance.
* * *
31he destinies of nations hex*
bean determined by their attitude
toward this matter of working with
or against Nature, Babylon, Car-
thage, and a score of lesser civili-
zations have perished, because they
neglected to preserve the agricul-
tural soil that had made their
greatness possible. It eem be as-
sumed, as an established feet, that
no civilization can be better than
the soil that nourishes It. The hie -
tory of the Holy Land bears this
out. * * *
Moses told bite children of Israel
when he led them out of Egypt
that they were going to possess:
"A good land . , . a land of wheat
and barley, vines and nig trees
and pomegranates; a lend of olive
trees and honey; a land wherein
thou aowest thy seed, and watered
nese ... Not as the land of Egypt
from whence ye came out, where
thou sowest they seed, and waterest
it with thy food, as a garden of
herbs; but bhe land, whither ye go
over to possess it, is a land of
hills and valleys and deinkebh water
of the rain of heaven; a land which
Jehovah thy God earath for; the
eyes of Jehovah thy God are tel -
ways upon it, from the beginning
of bhe year even unto bhe end of
time year,"
* * 5
That the productivity of the
Promised Land at that time was all
that Moses claimed for 1t, le proved
. by bite statements of several wit-
nesses. Caleb and Joshua, two of
the twelve spins sent by Moses to
go up into the hill country "and
see the land, what it is . , . whe-
ther it is good or bad," came bask
and reported that "it is an exceed-
ing good , . , a land which flowebh
with milk and honey."
* * *
Aa further evidence of the re-
markable fertility of the Promised
Land might be sited tilts population
It supported. The children of Israel,
whom Moses led out of Egypt,
numbered at least 2, perhaps 3 mil-
lion, Thia great multitude found
subsistence, together with many
thousands of native inhabitants
who were not dispossessed, on a
tract of land about the size, shape
and topography of the state of
Vermont.
* 5 e
'1'o keep this good laud good,
Moses issued one of time oldest re-
gulations on record. To quote:
Six years thou shalt sow thy
fields, and six years thou shalt
prune thy vineyard, and gather in
the fruits thereof, but in the
seventh year shall be a sabbath of
solemn rest for the land, a sab-
bath unto Jehovah, thou shalt
neither sow thy field, nor prune
thy vineyard. That which groweth
of itself of thy harvest thou shalt
not reap, and the grapes of un-
dressed vine thou shalt not gather,
it shall be a year of solemn rest
for the land . , . Then I will com-
mand my blessing upon you in the
sixth year, and it shall bring forth
fruit for three years.
'tints the volunteer weed growth
every seventh year Sas turned un-
der to enrich Ile snit
At the time of Christ's earthly
ministry there appeared to be no
alarming shortage of food. But fol-
lowing the death of Solomon, one
disaster after ano.her overtook the
Chosen People. First carte the se-
paration of the ten nort errn tribes
over the tax issue. Next. the Nor-
thern Kingdoni was invaded and
conquered by Assyria. 'Then Judah
fell to the Chaldeans.
The greatest disaster of all over-
took the Iloly Land in the Eighth
Century A.D. when the Saracen
hordes overran Asia Minor and
much of .southern Eurpoe. These
nomadic people had no great love
for the land. Their herds of goats,
sheep, horses and camels devoured
all green vegetation. Without this
natural protection, the fertile soil
washed away.
* * ,.
"These lessons of old,"—Mr. Car-
rier concludes, "are evidence that
if we are to maintain a healthy,
prosperous civilization, we must
maintain the soil which feeds and
clothes the people. May it never
be said of us here in the South that
the land has been made desolate
because no many layeth it to
heart" * R: * o
To which 1 cats only add that we
in the North might well pay at-
tention to those lessons of old.
No .Sticker
The titan who boarded a taxieab
at Grand Central Station was ao
obviouely a stranger that the un-
scrupulous driver saw a chance for
a bonanza, "The Biltmore Hotel,"
said the fare. The Biltmore is only
a
half block away, but the driver
book a circuitous route. At the end
of the ride the meter read $14.35
'!'lie hayseed's face flushed with
anger. "You can't play me for a
sucker!" he yelled angrily. "I bean
.driven to this hotel once before
from Grand Central and the last
time the fare was only $12,60.
Ingenious
One bright, sunny Alebatua day,
two children sante trudging down
the street ---an sight•year-old girt
solicitously leading her youatgest
brother, who had his ayes tightly
shah. A. watching passer-by asked,
"What's the matter? Has,,he hurt
hie eyes?"
'Oh, no," wrs bhe girl's reply'.
"We do tins every Aa'turday when
the sun's so briglmh, Ile keeps Itis
ayes closed and 1 lead hint to title
movies, Inside, hs opens his *yea
and finds us both a seat is the
dark."
Memo For Political Candidates
With the dissolution of Parliament and tate calling of a federal
election, all the political fronts have blazed into activity. The party
leaders are starting the traditional aeries of campaign tour's. And the
air is filled with charges and counter chargee silted at developing "aa
election issue". In many constituencies candidates have already brim
chosen.
From here in we shall be deluged with platform oratory, good, bed
and indifferent, We are now condemned to gaze upon portraits of
candidates (who have been variously advised to look sincere, to look
resolute, to appear friendly, to resemble the common man, ete„ etc.) in
street cars, on posters and billboards, in newspapers and elsewhere.
We shall be able to hear them on our radios at almost all hours of the
day or night. In short, we, the electorate, will be sought after and
pursued until we shall have performed our all-important duty on
election day. And now, while there is yet time, would teens to be
the propitious moment to advise our candidates what we would like
them to say and how we would like them to act.
Here are some of the things that most Canadians would like you,
Mr. Political Candidate, to keep in mind.
1. Don't consider us all complete fools. We are thinking now of
political promises. If you stand for increased social services—
increased old age pensions, increased family allowances, increased
subsidies, guaranteed prices, and the rest—by all moana say so,
But please do not insult our intelligence by indicating that you
will provide all these things and lower taxes too.
2. Don't drive wedges between various sections of our economy. If
you are talking to labour, don't run down the farmer, the investor
and the businessman. Do your best to make each group aware
that only through .partnership can we develop as we should.
3. Don't above all make political capital out of sectional and religious
differences,
4. Do point out that you will act to the best of your ability in the
interests of Canada and Canadians as a whole,
S. Do promise to do your beet to see that government is run as:
sound business lines, with a minimum of waste.
6. Do promise to use your influence to see that the function a&
government is restricted to that of governing,
There are lot of details that could be !filed in, but a candidata
who campaigned on a platform such as that outlined above might ise
surprised to find how much support would be forthcoming.
If honest man can be persuaded to run In each Canadian sonoti-
tuency, then other timings being equal, the voters ase be depended
upon to elect them.
—From The Canadian Chamber of Commerce "News Letter".
FOREMAN RESCUES AANY
IN HOTEL HOLOCAUST
WINS
OWA'tom
JOSEPH PIQUETTE
of Sherbrooke, Que.
h hero in Coatieook 61.4
The night of the Child Hotel
fire in Coaticook, Pi uettc re-
peatedly risked bis life CO save
others. lie woke up all the
roomers — in some cases ham ing
to break down doors — and at
one point he lost consciousness.
Coming to, he carried on his
work, using ladders to rescue
guests. When the building was a
mass of flames, he re-entered le
with the owners in an attempt to
reach the safe. When the two
men where overcome, he helped
them to safety,
We are proud to present Pi-
quette with The Dow Award.
Piquotto was overcome by smoke but managed
en crawl to the Bre escape whore he lost conscious-
ness. When he came to, he continued his work.
L He entered the blazing hotel with two men who
were', ging to rbeecch the safe. When knew were oyes,
come, P1gdsote helped them to safes
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