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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1950-5-10, Page 7u. Sa�i9 By lttehtard HIII Wilkinson "We could sell Dusty," Sylvia -said. Joe stared at her. "You don't mean that!" Dusty thumped his tail in the floor and pricked his ears, There Was, he hoped a possibility of be- ing taken for a walk tip the slope behind the house ' where rabbits frequently ran and offered no end of exeitem ent, Sylvia laughed nervously, "Of course I don't. I was only joking. We wouldn't sell Dusty for a mil- lion dollars;" She reached down and twisted one of Dusty's flopping ears around her forefinger. Dusty lolled his tongue and sighed in con- tentment. Next to chasing rab- bits there was nothing ire liked better than having his ears twist- ed, unless it was hunting a glove or an old shoe or pocketbook that either Jon or Sylvia had hidden, Joe lay awake that night and thought about what Sylvia had said. - Ile felt guilty and- ashamed, but when you haven't enough to eat and you own some property that would bring an easy thousand dol- lars ou the open market, you can't help thinking about it. Sylvia's aunt had given them Dusty the week before they left for Hollywood. He was sever. weeks old, a pure bred Springer Spaniel, black as coal and in- telligent as two ordinary human beings. The nest morning Joe decided to go down onto the boulevard. Some- times on the boulevard he stet someone he knew and would get tal king and perhaps get a line on something. He put Dusty on his leash and started out. Joe. turned down Vine street just below Selma, some children were playing on a lawn. One of theist was crying. Joc stopped to see what the trouble was. .\ little girl had lost her rag doll. It was somewhere about, but he couldn't find it, Dusty licked the little girl's hand. Site cooed happily and patted his head, The other child - "Row muoh7" said Joe, not looking at bhn. crowded about, Joe unsnapped Dusty's leash, held the little girl's skirt to his nose and said: "Go find!" Dusty let out a yip and went bounding away. Two minutes later he came back, holding, in his mouth the rag doll,..The little girl clapped her hands. "Smart dog," said a voice Joe turned. A 'car had stopped at the curb. A small round man with a frfendly face had emerged onto the sidewalk. Joe nodded: "Pure bred Springer. They're all smart." "Are they?" said the little man, IIis eyes twinkled. "Like to sell hint?" Joe said nothing. He felt a queer prickling at the base of his skull; "Like to sell hint?" said the man again. "How much?" said Joe, not looking at him, "Nine hundred," Joe thought of Sylvia. She was probably "hungry. She'd he hun- grier tonight. The only alternative was city relief. A ratan has his pride He remembered the hug Sylvia had given Dusty before they left He thought of the way Dusty would nip at their toes when they were getting dressed in the morn - Mg. IIe shook his head, "Nol" he said, "Nol Not for twice that amount," • The rotund man laughed, "Then how about hiring hint?? You, too, of course. We're making a picture that requires a cute dog who will go find tit lugs that have been h.ld- den." Joe threw up his head: "\Vliat?" "Think it over," said the ro- tund man,,."Pay would be $25 a clay. here's my card.", He smiled. "Hope I didn't insult you with that nine hundred offer Your dog's worth two thousand, if a cent. Never saw a pure black Springer with those lite, Be sure to look me up. If $25 doesn't suit you, we can probably talk terms," Joe stood on the cash and watch• r d the blade limousine recede 1.1e glanced a t the card, then down at Dusty. Dusts' was watchme hint expectantly. iie wanted to walk solile more, Inc slipped the card into his pocket and Started up Vine Street at a pace that ratite' surprised Dusty. ' Young People Should Know How To Sell Their Services The days are over when we had more jobs than people, so it is now up to you to sell your -elf in scour- ing a job. -So why not start now in preparing yourself for that job? Normally, jobs arc filled by three types of people; those with out- standing ability, those who have an inside "pull," and those who know how, If you have already selected the type of occupation you wish to enter, the job is to find the job itself. 1Vlten should you start looking for a job? The ideal time to begin looking for a job is long before you must go to work, In that way you will have time to study voca- tions and to analyze your own ability. Remember that when you begin looking for a job you are a sales- man selling a definite product: -your- self. Decide what you are best qual- ified to do, write out a complete inventory describing your own edu- cation, experience, capabilities, and qualifications. This helps you to„get a good picture of yourself. It re- freshes your mind on "talking points" which you can use in sell- ing your services, Next, make a list of employers or companies in your locality that would be most likely to have a job of the kind for which you are qualified; You tnight also list people, organizations or crap loyntent agen- des that you feel can help you make the proper contacts, Decide how you should carry on your side of the employment interview, and ways and means to follow up your job prospect after the interview. A job is not a matter of luck, so go out to get a job with an atti- tude of confidence, determination and self respect. If you really want work, you must keep at it. You should know the exact name of the individual to whom you wish to apply, and talk to no one else about the job, or you may be turned away without an opportunity to see the person who could have helped you.. If you would ask to see Mr. Jones, for example, your chances of getting inside the door would be better than if you asked to see the manager. Looking for a definite person gives you more confidence in yourself. Let your friends and acquaint- ances ]snow that you are looking for a job. Be sure that they know wbnt you are best. qualified to do. Some of theist may be in a position to help you get a job, or tell you where you may go. There is no harm in asking a person if he has any suggestions. If he has been given a good impression of you, he may offer suggestions if he ]las nothing to offer you himself. You might run an advertisement in the "job -wanted" column if you have some -special ability or extra- ordinary job qualification. The average person out of a job does not have the money upon which to gamble, so therefore it might be a worthwhile experiment. It would be worthwhile to watch the help wanted columns closely. Small employers very often resort to this method of making contacts with applicants. From the gas station man or corner druggist you may learn if business is busy or slack, or even the name of the men who do the hiring. Another good way would be. to look in the classified telephone directory, especially in large cities or communities. This is a good . way of obtaining names of compan- ies in different lines of business. List the names of the concerns and then take a few days looking up the companies and see what you think of them from the outside, as you can tell a lot from the outward appearance of a place of business. The telephone and telegraph have the advantage of commanding at- tention. There was one young lady who answered six "help wanted" advertisements in one day, three Coming Attraction—The first Indian actress to play a top role in all American Movie is Radha Sri Rant, above, of Ma- dras, k alba is one of India's leading classical dancers, by letter and three by telegram. From the wires she got three inter- views. (inc can hardly doubt that the power to arouse interest was a factor in getting ttliose 1 tcrt'Tews, From the letters she did not receive an answer, You can use the tele- phone to arrange an interview, if the man likes your conversation, and its that way saves you a lot of time. Sonte people secure jobs by the telephone. You may use the public employ- ment offices, or a private employ- ment agency, Do not depend too much on a public or private agency. Cctsider them just one job pros- pect, Call on theist frequently so they will not forget you, as they handle a lot of applications. The Chamber of Commerce is another helpful organization. A person may enlist assistance from friends, former teachers, preachers, relatives, business asso- ciates, fellow church and club mem- bers, etc. You would need a rec- ominendatiort and these people often prove helpful. Do not beat around the bush, as to say, but go to them in a straightforward way and ask their help. Tltis "pull" does not enable a man to hold his job if he does not clo his work, Right or wrong, a pull does help a ratan to get a job. This cold fact cannot be denied, but it is your ability to do the work that will hold the job for you. A letter of introduction is very good. It gives you common ground to begin with, and a sense of con- fidence• It sometimes helps you to get by the information clerk, or watchman at the gate. If you use letters of recommen- dation, they must be well writen and attractive. You must plan the letters to break down the employ- er's natural tendency to say "No" to job seekers who apply to him. It must be good enough to get by the secretaries who have been asked to weed out all except those of un- usual interest, Be specific about the kind of job you want and about your experience, strive to stake your letter short, cutting 'out un- necessary words and thoughts. Al- ways remember that neat letters make good impressions. Be careful about spelling and punctuation. Use good paper, writing on one side. Do not base your request for work on sympatthy. Never mention sal- ary in the first letter. Wait until your prospect is sufficiently inter- ested. One common mistake of job -seek- ers is that they wait for the pro- spective employer to take the initia- tive in dragging ou qualifications, purpose of visit and information about yourself. If you can enter, take the initiative and tell a com- plete, well -organized story about yourself; it will be to your favor, for hardly one out of a hundred realizes the importance of standing on his own two feet. At the same time, one should not try to take control of the interview from he employer. Now you are ready for your inter- view. Above all, be well drsesed, and neat in appearance. You do not know how ntucls this helps sell your services. Another thing, self- confidence is essential and nothing will give it to a person more than knowing that he looks his very best. After you have a job, do not try to sell yourself further to your em- ployer by words; put some work behind it and he will see what you can do and that will go farther than words. ' Do what he tells you and listen, learn, and above all, live up to the qualities and abilities by which you sold your services. It is up to you to stay on, make good, and go up the ladder, Laughter .A. Frenchman recently laughed himself to death. His friend told him a good joke, he began to laugh and went on laughing for three days and nights until he collapsed and died. "Laugh and grow fat," is very' sound advice for titin people, but for people who are fat already, it would be equally sound to say Laugh and grow thin." Laughter gives on - tented rise mind.a Itltestimulat s erful' and 'the glands and digestive organs and so helps a thin person to put on weight. But it is also one of the finest exercises for people who have to sit down most of the day, for it pulls and pummels muscles ail over and inside the body, producing a similar effect to that of massage, That is why a fat man becomes thinner when he laughs a lot. The historian Tiumc, examining an old manuscript written during the reign of Edward 11, found a sunt of money set down in the private ac- counts of the T(ing—several crowns paid to somebody for making the King laugh. Edward probably thought it was cheap at the price, There are very few passages of intentional humor in the Bible, Dean Inge once said that he could recall only three verses in the Old Testament where laughter is men trotted, except where someone is to be "laughed to scorn," There is an outcast tribe known as the Veclilas of Ceylon to whom laughter is eu. tit'cly foreign, No Vedda has ever been known to laugh, and when asked why, they reply, "What is there in this world to laugh about " Global Merchants Gather For International Trade Fair Eight -Nation Welcome to Canada's International Trade Fair is posed by girls representing (1'eft to right) France, Scotland, Norway, Canada, Holland, China, Italy and Sweden. These girls worked at the exhibits at last year's fair. By JAMES MONTAGNES Toronto—For about a week and a half, in late May and early June, this metropolis will be transformed into an international market place. Mingling with business -suited Can- adians and Americans will be tur- baned Indians, colorfully - dressed Portuguese and representatives of many other nations. The occasion is Canada's third annual International Trade Fair, which will run from May 29 to June 9. A few months later, the U.S. will stage its first such fair in Chicago. The big fair is based on the in- ternational trade fairs which have been common in Europe for cen- turies. Some 60,000 buyers from all parts of the world have a chance to inspect world-wide merchandise and meet sellers who conte from remote corners of the globe with rare goods. American and Canadian business men can look over Swiss watches, Italian dolls, English textiles, Simi- larly, their products will be on dis- play to the keen -eyed merchants of Siam, Norway, Pakistan, Greece, Czechoslovakia, Australia, Actually, the trade fair is a great many industrial exhibitions under one roof. The largest number of exhibitors represent textile indus- tries, but there are a myriad other products scheduled to go on public display. Among them are jewellery front Europe, India and Australia; hand - tooled leather goods frotu Spain; radium and chemicals front Yugo- slavia and Canada; cosmetics front France; bicycles and sporting goods from Belgium; coffee front Costa Rica; cheeae from tropical Jamaica; liquors and wines front Europe and South Africa; scientific instruments from the United States and Great Britain. While no complete figures for the past two fairs have been issued, some available statistics indicate the tremendous volume of business transacted. For instance, last year the Czechoslovakian textile exhibit did about $4,000,000 worth of business. A Britislt exhibitor rented a booth for $300 and sold merchandise worth $900,000 in the two weeks of the fair, Besides actual goods on exhibit, information booths will be set up by various Canadian provincial governments and municipalities, British cities, and the governments of Pakistan and Yugoslavia to in- form manufacturers on the possi- bilities of opening branch plants in those areas. Some of the world's leading ship- ping and air transport companies will also take space to advertise their services for handling inter- .national nter-.national freight. SMOKY, a ftfteett -year horse, returned to his faun duties near Cuyahoga Falls, Ont., with no ill effects from a collIsiott that wrecked an automobile, * * * IN BROCKTON, the dogcatcher got a' complaint from a woman that a puppy had been peeking in her bedroom window every night. Death and a Small Boy Johnny Stibli Is Only A Memory Now, And A Lesson For You By NICHOLAS BLATCHFORD DEATH and a small boy have little in common—meeting seldom and then only as if by chance—so it is not surpris- ing that Johnny Stibli's family still cannot quite think of him as dead. Johnny would have been. five years old this month if he had 'hot been run over by the truck. That was two weeks ago. JOIINNY STIBLI was a 10 -pound baby when he was born, his mother remembers, and Ite was 10 months old when his father, a soldier, came back from overseas. He was three years old when his mother, whose married life had become a nightmare to Iter, tools Johnny and the new baby, Bobby, back home to live with her mother in Washington. This is where Johnny began to grow up. The house is big and airy and filled with sunlight, When the Sti- blis moved in, it was already full of people — Johnny's middle-aged grandparents and his great-grand- father and several aunts and uncles who weren't many years older than Johnny, himself. It was a big, happy devout Cath- olic family and Johnny, who had a sort of inner brightness about hint, became the center of it. * * * Johnny's mother, Bernadette, is a young, pretty girl with a fresh, open face like the cover on an outdoor magazine. When she talks about Johnny her face lights up and she laughs when site remembers how he was, "Johnny," she says, and the name conies out full of tenderness, "Johnny was an extremist, He ran ]tot and cold. When he loved you, he just loved you, He was on the gar- age roofs and fences and in the al- leys alt the time, He was one com- ppllete bombshell. He just never let She laughed just to think of it, "IIe was very athletic," she said. "He could ride a two -wheel bicycle with one hand, I've got it out in the shed, locked up now. He was always on it. "And roller skates! Oh, it was windy that day lie learned. I was almost freezing standing outside watching trim. Ile was rolling up and clown, hands out, and then bent down, holding his knees, "Not going fast, but learning good control. My, I was' proud of hilt" * * Mrs. Stibli's voice became serious stow—serious and intent, "You know we are religious," she said, "Johnny always wore a cruci- fix around his neck and at night he'd ]tang it on his bunk bet?. He just wanted it , , ," Johnny's grandmother, Mrs. Mary Spalding, an intense, emo- tional woman, said: "He wasn't afraid of anything, Not cars, trucks or devils. Tie had the bluest eyes . , Y She turned her face away and wept quietly, "He wanted to go to school so badly," Mrs. Stibli said. "He stayed around the older children all the time, That Monday, just before he was killed, the sister told my mother: 'Mrs. Spalding, don't send Johnny to school next year. Let him play jurist one more year. They have so little 'timate." * * * The Saturday before the Monday * EDITOR'S NOTE: Every town loves its chil- dren; lots of towns disglay that feeling with signs like the one at right. But lots of young- sters get run over by lots of cars just the same. Not many stories are written about them, Here's one with unusual human im- pact. It first appeared in the Washington Daily News, but it could be any place—your own street, even your own small boy. You could even be the driver, for it doesn't have to be your fault for a little boy to din. It could be his. You have to look out for him, too. 1 0 IC a r' ,WE LOVE OUR o (::MILI)Rtud to 0 This is Johnny Stibli's mother. Those are Johnny's skates, when Johnny was killed, he came in late from the movies, "He was tired," Itis grandmother said, "and 1 carried him upstairs and putt lmitn on the bed. I started taking his shoes off and then I pulled his pants off and then quickly—just like lightning—he threw his shots at the. He kicked with both feet, right in my stomach. "He was awfully tired and all mixed up and I started to say something to hits, but he just lay on the bed and said, 'I'm going to die , . , I'm going to die . I'm going to die,' 'Well, if you aren't the fun- niest looking dead guy I ever saw,' I told hits. "I was so amused. Because be was a hundred miles from dying." "Ile would do that for love," Johnny's mother said. * * * "The more you talk about fl, the easier it gets," Mrs. Stibli said, "It was about two o'clock Monday afternoon when Johnny cause in, I was sitting here. 1 pulled my chair over to comb his hair, "My, you look good,' I said." Johnny stepped back, brought his heels together smartly, made a little how and idsseti his hand to her. "That was the laat flail/ 1 saw ]rim," Mrs, Stibli said. "Later, I heard he had been play- ing ball with some older boys and someone threw the ball at hint and he missed it, Ther he nest have rut out its the street. That's when it happened. "First thing I knew of it Was when Wendell 13t•ooks — that's Johnny's friend .-. came running back and gave me Johnny's pen- knife, 'Johnny's been- hurt,' he said, "Is he by himself? "'No. Some sten are with hits.' "I don't think I asked any ttro•e questions. That was enough," * * * Mrs, Stibli's father had just come home, and she got ]lint to drive her to the Boys Club. "As soon as we turned down 17th Street and saw that little blond head sticking out of that blanket, I knew," Mrs. Stibli said. "Blood was coating from his head, and f called to him. bits he didn't recognize ate." "Afother, yoa'd better wafm in the squad car," a policeman told her. "is he conscious?" she asked. "No,'' time policeman said, "Aly first prayer was 'God, don't hunt his little brain," 1Irs. Stibli said. ''He was so bright, "I really began to pray fast, Jur, as fast and hard as I could, A wo- man asked me if I wanted a drink, but I didn't want one. "I got in the ambulance with him, and the doctor was working on itis lungs, We were just turning down 19th Street when I saw his ears were turning blue. "'He's not going to die, is Ito?' I asked the doctor, "'All right now, mother,' he said. "I knew what that meant. I'd have to keep my head if I wanted to stay with him. The siren was going, but I didn't hear it." " * * Mrs. Stibli followed her boy into the hospital. "They took Johnny right into the middle of the roots and cut his shirt and long underwear up the - back," she said. "There were five or six doctors there." Later, Mrs. Stibli joined her mother on a bench in the waiting room. Her mother wanted to go in to Johnny. "You couldn't do any good," a policeman told her. "He wouldn't know you now," Another policeman came up and asked Mrs, Stibli some questions about Johnny. His name, his ad- dress, Telling it, she struggled to keep herself -composed. "I kept saying 'God is good,'" Mrs. Stibli said: "Then I was put- ting a question mark on it. 'God is good?' "What I meant was 'God is won- derful,' but what it came out was: "'Is this what He meatus?' "Then I had an answer right behind it. 1 had an increase in faith." '1 They brought Johauy Stibli hone Wednesday 'and laid hint out in the front room in a white satin -lined casket. At first they wanted to dress trim in his cowboy suit and bandana, But when they decided to dress him its an Eton coat, long gray trousets and white shoes—"like he was going to church," That's the way it was, Everybody sent flowers and all the kids came over from Payne School, the Negro school in the neighborhood. They were friends of Johnny's. Mrs, Stibli's wreath of white car nations was set over the casket, and Johnny's hai:,y identification bracelet trout Sibley 1tospital wilt on his wrist . . ".1 really regarded that child," Airs, Stibli says. "Ile nes some- thing special to tnc." Johnny's brother, Bobby, is too young to understand most of this. lie is aware that Johnny has gone someplace, and srcttt, to miss into• but he is happy, the way healthy, tiny little boys ostially are, Ile has taker to wearing some ofJohnny's clothes. "Johnny can't: weal• this shirr now," he'll say, 'Just me."