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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1942-7-29, Page 7e °e's the way to conserve t a and coffee" ® You'll enjoy the robust flavor of healthful Postum. Saves tea, coffee, sugar—money. Instantly made in the cup. P202 C414&141t POSTUIVI A gta,AL e.vI*Aa■ ' Tkrudd b %leucon" 9na/a4/00 G,pe MA., ,M, /04M IN Ix, cu, IIS e MINIVER Adapted from the MGM Picture by HALSEY RAINES SYNOPSIS Mrs. Key?'Miniver, who is happy with the affairs of her Kentish village, her children and husband, finds herself facing the harrowing experience of seeing her oldest son, Via, an Oxford undergrad, join the flying corps. Vin is en- gaged to Carol Belden, grand- daughter of the "grande dame" of the village. Clem, Mrs. Mini. oar's husband, is summoned from bed one night to join other mem- bore of the volunteers for river patrol. Assembling mysteriously at Ramagate, they are all *eked to proceed at once to Dunkirk, where the British forces are in deadly peril. CHAPTER FOUR One of the two hobbies of Mr. Ballard had been of necessity sus- pended: the church bells were to be rung now only as op emer- gency alarm; Lady Beldon was still going to hold her flower show, however, and the station- master had definitely decided to enter hie "Mrs. Miniver" rose in competition against her. All this he confided to Mrs. Miniver as he met her in the early morning by the hedge near the river's edge. She listened ab- sent-mindedly, and with heavy heart, for there was no news of Clem. She had left Mr. Ballard, and was proceeding toward the gar- den, when she stopped short. Pro- truding from a clump of shrubs were the feet of a man in German COLORFUL PANSIES '276 w"t Zy,e./ta et - Lengthen the blooming season of your pansies by letting them grow in all their lovely coloring on your linens: Here's' needle- work to use on all linens. Pat- tern 276 contains a transfer pat- tern of 12 motifs ranging from 1% x 834 to 7% x -11t/1 lnelleni materials required. Send twenty cents in coins ramps gannet 'be accepted) for s • pattern to Wilson Needle - Craft Dept., Boom 421, 78 Ade- laide St, West,; Teronte Write: plainly pattern number, your name and address, ISSUE 31—'42 aviator's uniform, Mrs. Miniver took a deep breath, and tiptoed closer. The pilot looked very young; he was asleep and his clothing was torn and stained. Turning impulsively, Mrs. Mini- ver began to run. Her foot trip- ped on a stone and she sent peb- bles and sand flying as she caught her balance. All at once a Teu- tonic voice called out from be- hind, like a pistol shot. Mrs. Miniver looked back, She was covered by the risen avia- tor's pistol. No one was in sight, and probably no one within ear- shot. .. "Make noise—I shoot!" mutter- ed the German. "Food—drink," he continued. Mrs. Miniver .pointed to the house, and beckoned to him to follow. As she watched, she saw that one arm hung helplessly at his side, and that he walked with effort. * When she reached the door- way, and saw the look of sus- picion in the wounded flier's eyes, Mrs. Miniver told him that her children and the plaid were all asleep, upstairs. Her only thought now was -to allay his fear until she could some way, somehow, reach a telephone or give a warn- ing signal. She gave the German some meat, and a bottle of milk. Then he asked for a coat; she lo- cated an old one belonging to Clem. As the aviator tried it on, keeping his gun still on her, an involuntary cry of pain broke from his tight -clenched lips. "You need help," said Mrs. Miniver. "Your arm is stiff with blood. You must get to a hos- pital." The young German shook his bead sullenly. "You'd die out there," contin- ued Mrs. Miniver, gesturing. "You can't escape. They're scouring the woods day and night." The pilot's only response was a slight, contemptuous twist of his mouth. Finally he turned, and started for the door. ,He paused, steadied himself against a chair. As. he tried to navigate the last ten feet, be stopped, .swayed and then crashed headlong, while the gun slipped from his limp hand . When he . regained conscious- ness Mrs. Miniver, who had• phoned the police, was covering him with his own revolver. In response to his appeal, she went .. to the cupboard and brought out some cognac. She no longer felt frightened or nervous. As the stood facing him, the cut-out sig- nal ig nal from an airplane - was heard overhead. Her face lighted up: that was ;Vin, signalling as he had done once before!' "That's my 'boy," she said. The German looked at her in surprise. "Did you signal your mother when you got back?" she weht on. "No 1" muttered the enemy flier. "We are not soft, like that." ' ♦ * A wave of understanding, a sudden cold appraisal of what was being drilled into the youth of the Rhineland, of what Clem had tried to tell her, swept over Mra. Miniver. A minute later two policemen arrived, and took their captive into tow. When Mrs. Miniver heard a me- chanical sound down by the riv- er's brink, a sound she had been waiting for as eagerly as the put - Put of Vin's motor, she ran wild- ly -out of the house, Clem, who was tying up his boat, looked drawn and haggard. The boat was criss-crossed' with machine-gun fire. His clothes were rain -soaked and torn. "Are you .all right?" begged Mrs: Miniver, folding him in her arms. - "Fine!" smiled Clem, "But �x iirod. I'd like to get some eleep. ' When he had awakened, ten hours later, Mra. Miniver and Add, the cook,- were standing in ilhe bedroom doorway. • "Rola' 'a13,out'' some 'ham' find' eggs?" asked Clem, his 'whole manner opo of euvcnetson. "Mrs, Miniver 'gave all the hli t 4�0, erman the .Gi1ot,"popped tap �1? "What?" cried Clem. He turned to his wife. "You mean a Ger- man :tier was here?" He stored at her, "Did he have a gun?" "Oh, yes," nodded Mrs. Mini- ver, "but I took it away and ealled the police," Clem dropped back on the bed, and laughed till the tears came.. "Gosh! What a woman!" he ex- claimed, when he could catch his breath, "And I thought you'd been having a nice, quiet time while I was at Dunkirk." * * * Lady Beldon's arrival was not unexpected to Mrs. Miniver, She had foreseen a visit from the first lady of the township ever since Carol and Vin had announc- ed her engagement. "I think I can guess why you've come," said Mrs. Miniver, taking her hand. "I hope you're as pleas- ed as we are." "I'm afraid not," said Lady Beldon stiffly. "Why, those two are still infants." She fixed her eyes on Mrs. Miniver. "I think I should tell you, I hope to per- suade Carol to wait—" "Isn't it a Belden tradition to marry young?" asked Mrs. Mini- ver. "I don't know what you mean," said Lady Beldon, knitting her brows. Mrs: 'Miniver smiled gently. "My daughter Judy," she said, "had a composition to write last week -on the Crusades. She brought home a book, about an ancestor - of yours. I got inter- ested and looked up some other books. What interested me es- pecially was the extreme youth of the Beldon brides. This Gil- bert de Beldon who went to the Crusades, married Isabel de Some- thing -or -other, aged twelve 1" Lady Beldon seemed to assume an extra two inches of height. "My jiear Mrs. Miniver," she said, "we're not in the Middle Ages!" "Oh, there were others," con- tinued Mrs. Miniver, unperturbed. "There was a Findley Beldon -Bel- don in the seventeenth century who eloped from Ilton with the fourteen year-old—" "Mrs. Miniver," interrupted Lady Beldon, "I didn't come here to chatter pedigrees. Carol's eighteen, your boy's not yet twenty—" "We're at war, Lady Beldon," said Mrs. Miniver gravely. "In wartime time is so precious for the young people." She took the other's arm. "Lady Beldon, you were sixteen yourself when you were married. Did you regret it?" * * * A fiery look crossed the other woman's eyes. "I've never regret- ted a moment of it!" she exclaim- ed. "My husband was in the army —he was killed in action. But I wouldn't want Carol to suffer— as I suffered—" - "Don't you want her to be hap- py, as you were, even if for a little while?" went on Mrs. Mini- ver.. "7 was afraid you'd think of that," answered Lady Beldon. But there was a marked difference in her manner. All hostility was gone. "Of course," she continued, you and I know it doesn't really matter What we say." Mra. Miniver's eyes twinkled. "You mean, Carol will get her oivn.wayl.." she asked. "She's • any granddaughter," said Lady Beliion, with an ane- ' veering twinkle. Mrs.. Miniver looked at her odd- ly. She didn't quite know how to express herself tactfully. • "Then why—" she. began. "Goodness knows!" cutin Lady Beldon. "I was beaten before I started!" Mrs, Miniver stepped over, sat on the sofa beside her,and placed a hand on her arm. "You don't mind terribly, do you?" she pleaded. "Ile is a nice boy." "He's a charming boy," said COOLER dad's hoscroel as showor- bath, ingenious y o un g flaw Yorker finds perfect Way to keep ' cool. PQ FOR PERFECT Canada offers in the war fac- tory sweepstakes the young wo- man being congratulated by Adelard Godbout, premier of Quebec, after receiving a PQ button—meaning perfect quality. Lady Belden. "I see now where he gets it. You're pretty too. Don't wonder that wretched Bal- lard named his rose after you. Not that be has a chance of tak- ing the cup from me," She paus- ed and added sharply: "Well, as long as we're going to be rela- tives the least you can do is to offer me some teal" (Continued Next Week) Spends Spare Time Writing To Soldiers If you think that the writing of two or three letters a week is a problem, consider the case of Eugenia Mazur. Miss Mazur, 26 -year-old sewing instructor in a defence plant, cor- responds regularly with 31 mem- bers of the armed forces of the U.S. She says she averages about seven letters a night and turns them out with either her right or left hand. How did she get started writing to so many? "Most of the soldiers formerly were employed at the plant where I work," she said, "but I know only a few of them. When let- tere came thanking me for smokes and candy I had sent them in behalf of the firm, there usually alto was a plaintive, 'P.S. Please write'. I've' obliged." Women's Magazine Secretely Printed published In France to Unite French Women Against Norte A young French 'girl escaped from Occupied Prance to join the Free French forces In Landon and bring to Britain a story of a secret . women's magazine which goes to press once a month but contains not a line of space ohany of the subjects ,in which women are usualy interested: There is no fashion news, no beauty hints, 07 gossip on home furnishing or gardening. This first g g secret women's, paper to be pro- duced in Oeoupfed' France since the Germans marched into Paris has ony one • purpose—to unite French women against the Nazis. No one knows who is respons- ibe for the paper. But in the queues where it Is passed quickly from one shopping basket to an- other the houewives call the edi- tor "Madame Bonne Femme," Working from a cellar which she has told ]ler readers is "Some- where on the outskirts of Paris," Madame Bonne Femme writes of hunger with the realism of one who knows hunger and of cold with the grimness of one who has aeon her family shiver. - "The Voice of Women" Her magazine is two pages call- ed, "The Voice of Women." In it elle urges women to attack Gestapo agents in towns where food cou- pons are valueless because there is no meat or fat or bread to ex- change xchange for them. Madame Bonne Femme tells the women just where the food has gone with such lines as: "Fifty thousand tons of wheat wee sent this month from France to Germany." She gives other features of ship - :tents from France to feed Nazis —9,000 head of sheep, 8,000 oxen, 2,600 tons of woollen articles. The Information brought to London is that German propaganda officials have been trying for months to learn where this information is ob- tained, because the German excuse to French housewives as they Stand for hours in food queues only to face empty shelves it that bad har- vests and transport di'filoulties are responsible for, the food shortage, BORN "Rice Krispies" is a registered trademark of KelloggCompany of Canada, Limited, for its brand of oven -popped rice. Get some today. TABLE T L S By SADIE B. CHAMBERS Jams and the Sugar Ration The topic of the day is "Sugar Rationing", therefore one can hardly plan any menu without touching on ,the subject. Our pa, pers and magazines are full of it; everyone Is talking "Sugar." We are receiving the best in Ideas, methods and recipes that all can produce. These recipes come from the laboratory of one of our finest dieticians. Strawberry Jam 4 lbs. strawberries 8 lbs. granulated sugar Wash and drain the berries; re- move hulls and- any blemishes. Combine berries and sugar and heat gently until the sugar is dis- solved and the juice extracted. Cook more rapidly until thickened, stirring often. Skim, pour into sterilized jars and seal. Whole Strawberry Jam 1. cup whole strawberries • Two-thirds cup sugar Jafce from 14 cup gooseberries Add gooseberry juice to straw- berries. Simmer until soft. Add sugar. Boil to the jellying point. Black Currant Jam Wash currants. Put in a kettle and add water to about one-fourth the depth of the currants. Boil 5 minutes or until soft and. strain off the juice. Measure the juice and add an equal amount of sug- ar. ugar. Boll five minutes. Add the currants and boll 2 minutes. (Note the short boiling after the cur- rants are added, Long .boiling with sugar makes currant skins hard and tough). Red Currant Jam 1 cap cuaArants- 1 cup :water 3d cup sugar to 1 cup cooked fruit Add water to currants and cook ,slowly. Measure cooked fruit. Add aims'. Boil to the jellying point. Ripe_ Gooseberry, Jam 1 quart ripe gooseberries 8 cups sugar 1 cup cold water Wash gooseberries. and remove stems and blossom ends. Add wat- er and cook untilskins are' soft. Add sugar and cook rapidly until thick and clear. Pour into steriliz- ed containers and seal when cold. • Plum Jam select plums of a tart variety; wash the fruit and drain. To each pound of fruit allow 3'a of a pound. of sugar and 1 cup of water. Boil the plums in the water fol, ten to fifteen minutes or until the skins axe tender. Add the sugar. and stir while boiling until the Jelly stage is reached. Pour into sterilized jars and seal. Peach Jam 1 oup peaches (cubed) 114 tablespoons lemon juice 31i cup sugar Cook peaches and lemon juice until soft. Measure the cooked mixture, Add sugar and boil to the jellying point. Clinger Bread Marmalade-. To every pound of peeled and cored pears which have been slic- ed very thinly allow 3/4 Ib. sugar, ounce of green ginger root (earned or -grated) and half a large lemon, Place the peals in the preserv- ing kettle in layers, aprinkling esoh with sugar, lemon juice and grated ginger. Allow to stand two or three horns then heat slowly to the boil- ing point. Cook until clear and thick. If preferred the ginger root may be crushed and placed in a little bag which can be removed from the mixture before pouring into the glasses, Allan Chambers welcomes personal letters iron Interested readers. She is pleased to receive suggestions on topics for her solemn, and Iy vn ready to listen to your ::pet peeves." Requests for recipes or special means are In Order. Address your letters to "Miss Sadie 0, Cham- bers, 73 West Adelaide Street, To- ronto." Send stamped self-addressed . envelope If you wish n reply. Cost Of Mille At the protest meeting called by the Ontario Whole Milk Pro- ducers' League at Toronto, June 13, was a chart showing the price of several beverages. The com- parisons given on the chart are: Tomato Juice (40 oz. be) 190 Apple Juice (40 oz. btl.) .. 190 Beer (40 oz. btl)' 510 Gingerale (40 oz. btl.) 23c Internationally advertised drink (40 oz.) 40e Milk (40 oz: btl. delivered) 13a She Tipped Scales At 800 Pounds Probably the fattest woman who ever lived was 1VIrs. Ruth G. Pontico. She died recently after an operation to remove a fatty tumor 'r in her left thigh. Five feet five and a half inches tall, . she tipped the scales at' 800 pounds and although she held the record for her sex, Miles Darden, a North Carolina giant who died in 1857 beat her by two hundred pounds. Nevertheless, the blue .ribbon for fatness goes to Mrs. Pontico, and this because of the relation of. her height to her weight. Her mother weighed 720 pounds and her father, a sixfooter, 260. Despite her enormous weight, Mrs, Pontico consumed only about 50 percent more food than a nor- mal person of her height. PEACEFUL JAPANESE INVADERS Tossed' by storms andborne by ocean currents, glass globes such' es those, used by Japanese fishermen to 'buoy their nets, draft acres the Pacific and are picked up onthe beaches of islands off the • California coast.