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The Brussels Post, 1951-9-26, Page 7EaCEB[0 u4IL blriI©E1120i .€MIOEI€JE) E:7©151010©, Eti0001 ©�Q : 10161143ppe '•' N 151210171 ODIN' EIZIOd E1l:41000El lEICEE IA ryfl�i®k/0`-1fJ11��1n UL . EEIMCJ EMEI I. GIGO • EJIERIFeJU U €Jfc7CJ[]L 7E70III17G1©, OWIIf 1Gl ,l WE/UMW OW JE •, }Epicuirean By Isabelle Snyder Laura Fenton viewed the rutted road dubiously. "Are you we this is the road, Amy?" "Olt yes—'third road on the left' —just as you wrote it in the note- book when A(rs. Edwards tolyl us about it , a wonderful country home that serves divine food, Hurry, I'm starved, And it sounds so divine!" Laura turned the carefully -cared - for coupe into the narrow road, guiding it cautiously up the steep grade. Amy giggled like a girl, "It's a good thing it isn't much farther, Laura, I'm starved!" Laura smiled gently at the exag- gerated speech of her flighty friend who refused to grow old, gracefully or otherwise, "1 believe the food will be worth the' long drive off our main route, Mrs, Edwards is most discriminating," "There's the place," announced Amy coughing from the thick dust, "Just look at all the cars in the yard—the food must be wonderful." Laura turned the coupe into the crowded farm yard turd carefully selected an ample parking spot. Amy pouted, "The food may be perfect but we'll have to wait ages to get in—just look at all those others waiting!" She bounced from the car like a child and stood impa- tiently while Laura fastidiously changed driving gloves for fresh white ones before leaving the, car primly, "Goodness, Amy Bowen, straighten your hat" Laura scolded as they walked to the house. "It seems strange that they don't have SALLY'S SALLIES 'Don't be shocked, clear! I'm just 'trying out that new lipstick on yeas a sign on the road or out front," she commented as they ascended the steps' to the veranda where other people already waited. They were greeted by an un- smiling woman in black. "Would you care to come inside or e ill you wait here on the porch?" "Oh, outside, please," answered Amy warmly, "It's Hutch too nice a day to stay ieside." She con- tinued to chatter of the weather and the lovely vivo rutile they found chairs in the shade, Then she turned to the woman next to her, "Isn't this a lovely place?" she asked enthusiastically, Her enthusiasm apparently was not transmitted by her speech. 1n fact, Aney had the peculiar sensa- - tion that cones to one who !tae committed a grave social error. The woman nturnn•ed some- thing polite and turned away but . Amy was not to be denied, "I'm Amy Bowen and this is my friend, Laura Fenton, We• are school teachers from over in Ohio," she said, The woman looked at thein in a puzzled way, acknowledged the in- troductions briefly and changed her place, "Well, really!" Arny said in dis- gust before turning to Laura to say in a whisper, "Where do you suppose they feed folks, Laura? I don't smell any food nor hear any dishes." Laura answered quietly, "Don't fret so, Amy, There are so many flowers around that you couldn't smell food," Arty squirmed around in her chair, peering curiously into the house, "Goodness," she said, "the place is banked with flowers," "Oh," she gasped, turning an odd greenish white. "Laura, I'm going to be sick," she cried, Laura moved quickly, grasping the smaller woman by the aryl to help her to the car, As they passed the epee door, Laura glanced in- side, then stifled a cry with a white -gloved heed. Reality had ar- rived with abrupt suddenness, Not till the two women were safely in the car and ready to turn onto the paved'highway did eitherspeak, Amy wailed, "Olt, Laura, that horrible place! We'll sever live this down," Laura stopped the car and looked at the directions in the notebook, "'Third road on right; " she' read, She tutted to her stricken commute ion, "Amy Bowen," she said stern- ly, "maybe this will teach you to read the directions as they are writ- ten and •to follow them carefully. 'lehe idea of taking us to a funeral instead of a restatli•atttl" ]Paisley Shawls And Their Making Paisley was already skilled in various branrhee of fine textile manufacturer, such as ntuslins and silks, when the expulsion of Napo- leon from Egypt by Sir Ralph Abercrombie in 1801 began to bring Turkish and Indian shawls to this country (Scotland) in considerable quantities, The most admired of these shawls were the soft woollen ones front Kashmir, with intricate designs wrought in needlework. They were valued highly here and commeeded big prices, and the weavers of Paisley determined to imitate them on the loom. They soli, ed the problem successfully, and by 1820 the town hada great and valu- able output, and for fifty years the Paisley shawl became an essential wedding present in Scotland, for it was the custom for new brides to be "kirked" — that is, to attend church with their husbands for the first time since marriage—wearing a Paisley shawl. Indeed, the fashion spread far beyond Scotland, and Queen Victoria bought several of the shawls, wearing one at the baptism of the Prince of Wales in 1842, The Paisley weavers were not alone in copying the Kashmir de- signs, and similar shawls were made in England and in France; but the reputation of the Scottish town rose high, and its output of shawls in one year was valued at one trillion pounds. There is much variety in the designs, but the most Typical motif in the true Paisley shawl is the the so-called "pine -pattern" borrowed from the work of Kashmir, The "pine -cone" is a conventional sym- bol in Eastern art . Sometimes the cone dominates the composi- tion, sometimes it is elongated until hardly recognizable, sometimes it lurks unobtrusively in corners; but the pattern is always a rich, warts mesh of intermingled primary colours. It may be an all-over pat- tern. In some of the finest shawls the centre is left as an unornament- ed panel of black or white or some other colour. Such shawls seem to have been specially prized for shun- mer wear. The working conditions encour- aged the best type of weaver. They were the conditions of a craft rather than of an industry. Each weaver was independent, for he did not receive wages, but was paid by the piece, Usually he owned or hired the loons he used, and his time was his own. He dill not work in his own home, but in a "shop" where there were several loons to- gether. This and the nature of the work seem to have bred an intelli- gent and even cultured community, and the weavers' interest in the beauties of the district had its in- fluence on the design of the shawls. There were many keen gardeners and even naturalists among theist, and botany seems to have attracted theist especially, But the most re- markable reflection of their cul- tured way of lire was the nunnller of poets they produced, the most fatuous of thein Robert, Tannahill. Paisley in those days was a pleasant toren set in delightful rural sur- roundings, and the weavers possess- ed all the virtues and self-respect and sufficiency with which com- mand of a craft always imbues men.—From "Scottish Crafts," by TAN -I, INLAY. MERRY MENAGERIE 'The union's going to hear about TI'lIS 1" Choosing a Baby Sitter ISY EDNA 1101.193 MODERN mothers often feel they are called upon to matte an unfair choice. Since today's. young families often live far away from .older -generation relatives and home -town friends, wives either have to stick at home with• no evenings out, or else they have to call in outsiders whenever they decide to arrange a break In rou- tine, 'When it's the latter, it's sometimes with fear that they turn over'their offspring to a sitter. This apprehension on the part of parents can be lessened if they will observe a few precautions. Avoid spur-of-the-moment calls for sitters. It's best to investigate carefully and leisurely the person with whom you're considering leaving your baby, As a general rule, the too elderly and the too immature are to be avoided. Such practices as entertaining friends or making lengthy phone calls are taboo, and should be pointed out as such, Mothers should leave definite in- structions concerning the child's routine. And put out, within con- venient reach, any special toys that will help keep the child happy and entertained. And last of all, prepare for emergencies. Leave with the sit- ter the telephone number and ad- dress of your destination, and also the numbers of another responsi- ble adult (in case you can't be reached), your doctor, and the fire and police departments. Parents of this happy, seoure-feeling little girl, Left, can enlay an evening out with ooatfldenoe, know- ung she is ht the hands of a responsible sitter. Tragedy may result, however, from leaving cblld, rights' with immature gh'b who chatters at length upon telephone, unaware that het• charge is playing with household poisons from the etetwiser cupboard. THE FARM FRONT Chances are I'm too old— or dumb—or both, to understand the mysteries of modern economics. When you have too much of a commodity, according to the up- to-date way of thinking, you get the Government to protect you from falling prices; and when the Gov- ernment gets over-stocked—well, the stuff can he dumped into the garbage can't it? 4' * The notion of trying to find new uses or new markets for that com- modity seems to be almost com- pietely out-of-date. * 4, .9 These profound (1) thoughts carte to me when reading about the great Annual Festival held in Forreston—a little place of 1,000 or less population, situated 130 utiles south of Chicago. More than thirty thousand people travelled to Forreston to enjoy the proceedings, coating from as widely -scattered points as Alaska, Germany, Canada, California, and 1 don't know where else. 5 * a: What sort of a Festival? you ask. Why, Forreston was holding its thirty-second annual festival in honour of — hold your breath —SAUERKRAUT. Perhaps you'd like to hear some more ' about the doings, If not, don't read any further. :\ free dinner of sauerkraut and !tot dogs is the main attraction of a programme sponsored by the local Legion. There are always a parade and midway concessions, political speeches, stage entertain- • meat, a band concert and street dancing at the village party, which is by far the biggest autumn event in northwestern Illinois, * F. Foe the hosts, the day actually begins about 5,30 ani, when the -volunteer chefs start the oak and liicknry fires tinder seven forty - gallon caldrons. With pitchforks, they toss more than two toils of the shredded, fermented cabbage into the 'huge vats and then add 200 potuule of fresh pork for the pro- per, .flavour, CROSSWORD PUZZLE ACROSS 5, Sole 1. Biblical town 7. Girl 13. Wife or O eraint 14. *4anifest 15. Move to and ere 15. old -womanish It Gentile 10, Tablet.�n 20. Mast 92, Beetle 93, Stakes 24, oodou pin 23. Minute part 27. Scones of action 20, Distufeetant 33, vee H. Spring month 38. Three -handed Bard game 89, 0Iree 40, Loaf of a hoe* 41,BushY clamp 42. Soft -mans 43, Sltlp'a record (4. Saroaatto 48, Covering of a wall es. enterer color 50, Broad thoroughfare 8t, 711ttonstod • 02. Twice orfonee at noWt1 I , 01,011 3, r 1d itivaieal nett 3 1,110111101 I wevarity 8, Horn ?, Abandon inert 8. Declare 9. or sic my hotogical ti ,,0 .fru 11. S1'tendor ,t , Verse 12.1911011th city 9 , Country ni Asia 18. Floated 8 , Lltnbetlteh 20. Mineral spring 4 , Church 21. By dignitaries' 22. Crowded out 4 , Sngaclous 23. blower plot • 4, , AtiSetron 28, Head covering 4 . Dress stone 2e. Digging with a hamular implement 4 , Wheeled 98, Clear gain vehicle 30. Dream 4 , Breed of 91. Annoy pigeon I 2 3 4 5 0 } f 9 8 in 11 t2 • i4 WAR.":! its '$� 17 } e t8 k 1 ""---`714-----a- t s ifl ' 20 24 '7 21 gAIIIIIIIIIIIIMS,V:XN 28 es. ''20 :XS ;r 2' Re;23 32 30 3I Lees hlS s>y 3i 34 • : 35 ' 6 37 38 v 3 '•`S'. --.--...-1 VsSi 4z st `ii% 43 t'46 Andover Elsewhere on This Pago By 8 o'clock the unmistakable odour of kraut fills the town. Other chefs begin to unwrap and prepare the ton of wieners. A baker's truck delivers 5,000 buns. Huge pots, making 500 gallons of coffee, are put on the Ire. Thousands of paper plates are stacked on the picnic 'tables. * v , About 9.30 the Mayor of the town and the Legion commander arrive to sample and approve the day's hill of fare. Already the wide streets of the small village are echoing with activity. Local citi- zens are nailing the last piece of hunting on the church bazaar, Boy Scouts are policing the grounds, and a shiny new automobile, the prize for a later drawing, is wheeled into the town square. * 5 1 Along the midway, concession - Rakes are beginning to chant and coax early visitors to "try to ring a duck," "try your luck with a greased pig," "let me guess your weight." Gypsy fortune tellers challenge the secrets of the future. The merry-go-round and ferris wheel clatter. * * is The festivities are officially opened at 10 a.m, with the Grand Parade, Down Main Street rides the Sauerkraut Queen and her court, all senior girls from the local high school. Marching hands from nearby towns add their mu- sic to Forreston's own town and school bands, Floats, sponsored by local societies . and industry, com- pete for prizes in beauty and ori- ginality, * * * Sharply at 11.30 the Mayor rings the dinner bell, and the Queen and her ladies are served with the first dish of the royal ,cuisine. Then the "biggest free steal in the world" is dispatched to the 30,000, guests. * * * Forreston started observing Sauerkraut Day in 1913 when the village fathers organized the first;' programme and cooked the first batch of kraut as a part of a free harvest picnic. Except for war years it has been an annual event ever since, It Iia* grown sn that tourists Seeking arcnntmodatlone nearby frequently find themselvoe sleeping in lintels and motels many miles away from the sauerkraut i ats. * * * There was quite a bit more to the story than the above—but that will have to do for now. Except for this. Maybe this hullabaloo about such a humble dish as plain sauerkraut sounds sort of foolish to many, Still, I wouldn't mind betting that it hasn't hurt bun- iress for the upper Wisconsin cab-• bags growers even a teeny little bit. Possibly, if the milk and butter people, instead of paying so much, attention to the dangers of mar- garine, were to—, As this fo supposed to be an Ontario Farm Column, perhaps I'd better let it go at that! Oh! To be in England! Socialism—isn't it wonderful! Unless this winter is a soft shade of its usual self, Britain again faces a major fi4el and power crisis. Already there have been electric power cuts. For winter—U.K. industry has been told to cut consumption by 20 per cent. Coke will again bo rationed with householders limited to two tons a year. Coal production this year despite the demand will be about 210 lion tons. In 1913 it was over 28?' million tons. But socialism, we understood, was going to cure all this. Wasn't it only wicked, profit -toad capitalists who were so indifferent to the. public welfare as to cause peoples to sit in the cold gloom?—From The Financial Post. 'Upsidedown to Prevent Peeldttg Created and signed by The House of Seagram). thie'tidverti'semettt, with appropriate copy for forgign lands, is appearing iti'magaziees and news- papers printed in various languages and circulated throughout the world, >r' ,Seagyal l• TELLS THE WORLD ABOUT Canada di a LIS advertisement was designed by The House of Seagram to tell the people of other lands about Canada and things exclusively Canadian. Many people in Latin America, Asia, Europe and other parts of the world are not fully aware of the richness of Canada's natural resources, wild life, scenic beauty still cultural traditions. ,.The more the Ouse 0 peoples of other lands know about our, country, the greater will be their interest i11 Canada and Canadian products, The House 'of Seagram feels that the horizon of industry does tine terminate at the boundary of its Pilants; it has a broader horizon, a, n 7 farther 7ic— a view dediuted Al the development of 'Canada's stature in ere, land hf the glome, - Sea9 Tari • t