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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Clinton News Record, 1942-10-22, Page 7THURS., .00T. 22 1942 THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD PAGE 7.; HOUSEHOLD ECONOMICS CARE OF CHILDREN COOKING rear44I4.IIN044,"O+• HEALTH THIS MODEST CORNER IS DEDICATED' TO THE POETS Here They Will Sing You Their Songs—Sometimes Gay, 'Sometimes Sad—But Always Helpful and Inspiring u.J IN DUE, SEASON ADVICE TO THE HUNTED t'm thankful for the sunshine that Harry Elmore Hurd dips our world in gold; But oh the dear dumb solace that heurs of darkness hold I'm grateful for the vistas of blue, unbillowed sky; 'But oh, the sullen splender of storm clouds rolling by! I'm glad I know the wonder of blos- som -bended trees; .And yet —their twisted outline.. is beautiful as these. I'm thankful for life's friendships en- countered as I go; But, better still= -the conflict,, the vi- tal ital thrill of foe; I'm grateful for the triumphs, that `meet me on my way; Yet, looking back -the failures have helped me more than they, I'm glad to join the laughter that lilts along the years; But oh, the untold treasure that's coma to me through tears --- Marjorie G. Heller. AUTUMN ON THE BEACH The sea is an incredibleblue. 'M;atching the sky: Each wave bears a foaming crest •As it rolls by. ,'Stretching inland the dunes rise, Inscrutable, strange; The air is heady with hind of frost `The leaves change, 'Touched with flames of orange and red, And a running fire • Of vivid gold, that is mounting up Higherand higher. 'Great black muscadines, heavy • . sweet .Hang from the vines; Their warm, ripe fragrance tempts the bee 'With honeyed designs. Bare and beautiful, the beach -Is a lonely curve, Lovelyin -its solitude -And white reserve Mary Willis Shelburne. REMEMBERED AUTUMN `The trailing lace of Summer's sower ed dress 'Takes on the bronze bright colors art tun'tn'wears; Inevitably now the Wind's caress Has just a hint of hardness, Sunset flares In deeper crimson over garnered fields; The glares turn purple on the clttst- erec1 vine While earth, in quiet resignation, yields 'Te the long dream of Winter. Every sign. 'Tells of that secret change mound us here, -The singing brooks run softer over stone -And golden silence •closes on the year. The sheaves are gathered and: the -leaves are blown, Stars will•' look down when sifting • snow lies deep `;While earth remembers Autumn in her sleep. Bayka, 'Russell. Dear hunted things, enjoy. your pre- sent peace - Before these dasy of succulence de- crease Toward autumn when your brother, man -grown keen To kill -shall track you with his dogs. This green Which hides you now shall flutter to the ground: The slceletal trees shall echo with the sound Of dissonant guns -be wary then: be fleet. All hunted things, beware the stall- ing feet Of men and dogs -they are in league with death. The setter, beating through the brush with panting. breath, The hound -dog; hot upon the gentle hare, . And man, with gun a -awing, follow- ing through the bare And frosty woodland. Revel in this peace, For your :immunity from man shall (cease And you shall learn to fear the long- ' er reach Of death projected from a hammered breech. Of steel. The owl -hooting from a tree The screaming hawk, the weasel - stealthily Approaching through the dark, the prowling fox Must yield to pred'ato>y man, who talks Of kindness while devising in his mind. Ways winged and motored to destroy his kind. So letall, hunted things . enjoythis peace Before your armistice with man shall eeaae. TRE, BOOK ENDS Between these twin fauns caught in ecstasy Of stone ,with rustle pines forever still By seulptured springs, we look in hearts to see What visions lure them and what pat= tarns fill. The meanings move in light and shad- ows here On pools of consciousness;` we trace the mind,, Through its own seasons, often flood- ing clear Or changing courses, heard, but hard to find. And yet the pomp of bantered civ- alcadea- And crowds` of weary faces- in the mist And strutting shapes that fall upon • their blades, Caress, and grasping hand, and shak- ing fist,.. Are held, by wistfulness. the world Ira, known, Retwcen:two little fauns that kneel in stone. • Glenn Ward lresbach - V' Prlme Minister King in radio broad cast appeals to Canadians' "civilians on the home front", to support with all their power Canada's fighting men and women wherever they serve. GLOVES OF GOLD „,�Nw+•�.M,n„ - By ` PEG' �+r�,wwM•,,,,,,w.w�w:. At the tea table one Sunday even- ing, Frank the youngest member - et the Graham family said "This after- noon our teacher told us' the story of the Golden Gloves(.- Moral to it was that if you were doing what was right the . gloves stayed' ons your hands but if you were going against the,: Lord's will they gradually slipped off Al- though they could be put on again yet they were not bright and fresh as they were in the first place. We boys and our teacher decided af- ter Sunday School that we would put them on in the morning and see how long we could wear them. Miss John- stonetold us we would need to pray and God would help `us with it. "Now, that is a grand idea” said Dad Graham, "suppose we all try to starting in ,the morning and then at tea time to -morrow night we will each one tell just how we got on." The next morning at the • breakfast table they put on the imaginary gold- en gloves and thenthe father asked .God's blessing on the day which' was before them and asked His help in oc- cupying their time in such a way that they would: all be able to come home with their gloves on neat and clean. The: oldest son, Ipn, was in the army. He had to return to camp that day but expected to be back for. the evening meal. • They separated each going his or her own way and we will meet theme at the dinner table in the evening. "Now Ian, you start" said Dad Graham. "Well", said the oldest of the fam-., ily ,"I have found it hard to keep the gloves on, they would persist in slipping and many times I caught them just as they were falling off. However, I still have them on and I will give you one instance, perhaps the worst. One of the boys and myself started out for a short walk this afternoon after drill. As we walked down the street we were passing ra beer parlor. I am not accustomed to going to those places, but Jack was very persistant so we started in. Just as we got near the door I felt a funny feeling in my hands, I saw that my golden gloves were slipping off I said to Jack "This is no place for us to ,be going" At first he argued about it, but when he saw I wasdetermined not to go he asked the reason. I told him about the gloves and • instead of him thinking I was a sissy he said he would like to try the gloves too and right there he put them on. By his time 'my gloves were back on again." "I too had a great time trying to keep my gloves on" said Mary "one thing I will tell you about, As I was walking along the street thinking about the game we were playing to- day I saw a girl whom I do not ]-now very well coming -to meet sne. She comes from a home which is respect- able but her people are poor and her clothes are some times made from what relatives and' friends give her mother. I thought, "well, I do not want to be seen speaking to you. She smiled at me as we were nearing one another and I deliberately crossed over to the other side of the street so I would not have to meet her when I looked( back she wasstanding with a sadpuzzled look on her face. When looked. down I ,sats that one of the gloves of which I had been so proud was nearly off my hand. 1 immediate- ly called out to her and retraced my steps to the other side. I really did not know: what' to say to her. She seemed so . pleased that an explana- tion was unnecessary. 1 turned ,and walked back a piece, with her and mother I took;.the liberty of inviting her tb, tea with us, , tomorrow night. 'My. gloves went :right back on my hands. I told Jean about the gloves and sheis going to put them on too. Next came Bob, the (twelve year- old earold son "This afternoon in school, we were having a labia exam. Zn one of the sentences whore was a word I could not translate ,and I had to have it to make any sense to the story. Finally, in desperation, when the tea- oher'u back was turned I reached in my desk to get my' Latin' grammar just as 1 clad so I noticed that ;the glove was, slipping fronr•.my tight hand. Immediately I realized what I • was doing and prayed that God would forgive me. With that prayer the translation came into my mind. God WAS much better to me than 1 deser- ved. When I looked again the gold- en glove was replaced. "I had-a'wondeiful experience this morning" Jane the second daughter said, "I missed two periods of school work "Just as I came near Dr. Smith's office an .elderly lady whc was ahead of me.tripped over' some- thing - and fell cutting her right arm quite badly. With my help she was able to get up and we went into the Dootor's office.',). Snaith was( there but the nurse had gone out so he ask- ed me if I would help him.I have always been afraid .of anything like that and being sure I would' faint was just about to tell hint. I would have to go to school when I felt the glove slip- ping. I stayed; and it did not bother me at all. When it was over Dr. Smith said I had done very well and asked me if I had ever thought of training for a nurse. I have often thought L would like to do that. Would it not be strange if God used that incident to lead me into my life work: My glove went back on. i As I was hurrying along this morn- ing, said Stewaut. I saw that tyrant Jim Short, tormenting a little lame boy. I tried to defend the youngster and Short made a pass at me. I felt like knocking him down but just as I doubled my fist I noticed that my glove was half off so I grabbed him with one of those jujutsa movements you taught me Dad.,. He was soon crying for mercy I - told him about the golden gloves and invited: hint over same night next week, saying that you, ;Dad, would be glad to show us the right way to handle people. He was pleased and said he would like to try a pair of gloves. We have a great deal to be thankful for that we can always feel free to invite anyone to the house. Our house is a real home. I always feel; sorry for those fellows who cannot take any one home with them. Ted said "You remember that table you fixed for me Dad. After school two lads wanted to play checkers and I could see they would like my table, and the thought went through my mind, "Well they can take it out in wanting" Then I saw my- glove slip- ping' off and I said "Here is my table you are welcome to it if you want it. Almost as I was talking my glove slipped back. "Well Frank where are your gloves" said mother. Poor Frank, -in a very distressed way explained "I am just so ashamed Time after time they, slipped down but finally they fell off" altogether. Phut of all I picked up a stone and threw it at a poor, lame clog. Then I Lang+hed as I saw it limp away howling with pain. It was Baird's dog. Then I noticed an elderly lady standing on the corner trying to cross the street but I thought "You can get across any way you like" and ran on. The devil' himself seemed to be in me' to -day I saw a little girl slip ansa fall as I was coining home Mr. Brown whose • wife is ill came to the door and nailed me. 1 'thought he wanted me. to go to the store but P never let on I saw him. L am jest so ash- amed. If you will excuse me I ant going out to try and undo some of'the wicked thing's I h ve done. `Poor Frank" si " ink' satd•mother. He seems to have a hard time with the world" but maybe this will be a lesson to him "We will hope so anyway. This afternoon Iithought I would not go to the Red Cross meeting. I felt there were jots of other mothers who could go. I woul just stay home and rest. Then I thought of the men at Dunkirlc and Dieppe and what I was doing seemed such an atom compared' with (their sacrifice for us. I' hurried and got ready and enjoyed: the afternoon. I still havemy gloves, .How did you get on Dad? ` It just did seem as if everything went wrong to day and had it not been for prayer I- certainly would not Kaye 'had 'iny'gloves on tonight. T do not know how many men and women -canoe in looking for -work. They did notseem to have any idea of the new rules and regulations. I got so tired explaining to them and finally got quite cross With one young fellow and ordered :him out. Before he got to the door 1 realized that I Was supposed to be, a representative of Christ ,and that was no way for a Christian to speak, With that I notic- ed that my glove was just about off I called the young man back and, ap- ologized. He is a University, graduate, a clever chap and we -expect to add him to our staff." It is a wonder I wear my gloves." • "Here come whistling Frank" said Ian. As Farnk opened the door the family) could see that he had the gloves on although they were soiled and wrinkled. How did, you get on son" This has been a wonderful les- son to me answered the lad I cer- tainly am ashamed of myself. Mrs. Brown is quite ill and Mr. Brown wanted me to go for the Doctor. He had not got anyone else so I ran. Then I told him you would likely run over mother. If there is anything else I' can do you -will phone won't you mother dear? Then Z` went over and told Mary how sorry I was. She had seen me laugh and run on. It would serve me right if she neverspoke to me again. Then I went on and hunted up the, poor little dog I had quite a time to get him to make up, but he is .alright now. I was so pleased when I saw my gloves again and you may be sure I will keep them on now.. As we read the story of the doings of the Graham family does it occur to us that we too might each wear the golden gloves?Try them and may God help each one of us to keep them on. . r PEG" THE MIXING BOWL By ANNE ALLAN Hydro Home Economist WOMEN 'MAINTAIN WARTIME VIGILANCE, TOO! Hello Homemaker!' You need not' feel that in your home you are isol- ated'frotn the Canadian line of def- ence. When you do the family shop- ping, aim to save as much as you can for the purchase of War Securities. Every time you snap on an electric switeh, remember, too, how greatly electric power is needed in out: war industries. Neither scientists nor government bureaux can make a nutrition plan truly •effective: For the nutrition of our Dominion is in your hand's as the homemaker who shops, plans and pre- pares the -meals for the family every day. Every homemaker who keeps a vigilant eye on the kettle as it beg- ins to stedni, the temperature as it rises in the oven, knows, that neces- sary electricity can be saved by tun- ing the heat to "Low",. NUTRI-THRIIFT MENU Baked Apple 'Greain ofWheat Toast Coffee Boiled Potatoes : Steamed Squash Cauliflower au gratin, _ Bread and Butter: Chocolate Pudding. Potato Omelet Fried Green -Tomatoes Beet and Horseradish Salad• Applesauce Calve Stewed Plums Applesauce Cake 3f cup shortening, 2- cup white. sugar, 1/ cup corn syrup, 2"egg yolks (unbeaten), 2• -cups pastry flour, 1 tspesbaking soda, r,itap salt,l (tsp. cinnamon, 1 .tsp. cloves, 1/2tsp. nut- meg, 1 cup 'thick applesauce,(un- sweetened): Cream shortening;;' add sugar and syrup. Addegg yolks; blend well. sift together 'flour, soda, salt and spices. • Add to creamed, mixture al- ternately with applesauce. Pour into pan 8".by8"-by 2" lined with waxed paper and greased. Bake in an el- ectric oven at 350 deg: for 1 'hour, ,Potato Omelet 2 cups ,hashed' potatoes, 1 ib, melt- ed butter, ' cup milk, 3 `eggs,, salt, ,,4111 utig eaft oi+ .1 edde There is not enough power 'for our war industries and for our hones... , The use of electricity in our homes must be reduced -must take second place --cif we are to keep our war plants working at full speeder" Unless you cut your power consumption by at least twenty per cent—you're not saving enough. TIDE DEPARTMENT Ok' MUNITIONS AND SUPPLY Hollow -We C. O. 110WE, Mfnate, pepper, 1 tsp. grated onion, 1 tbsp. chopped parsley. Add butter and milk to mashed potatoes. Beat eggs until light, combine with potatoes and ad'd sea- soning's. Heat a little fat in frying pan, add potato mixture and cook on electric element turned to "Low" um. til well browned on bottom (8 min.) Fold and turn out onto a hot platter. Chocolate Pudding 2 tbs. baking fat,' 1 egg (separat- ed), 1/ cup corn syrup, 1/2 tsp. van- illa % cup hot milk, 'A cup cocoa, 1 ?cup" pastry flour, 11/2 asps. baking powder. Cream the fat; add well -beaten eggs yolk, cons syrup and, vanilla; blend. Pour hot milk over cocoa; mix' well and add to first mixture. Add sifted ingredients, and lastly foul in stiffly beaten egg white, Pour into°']n- dividual greased' moulds, cover and steam 45 min. - - , TAKE A- TRIP , 1. Then stitching heavy. fabrics suchascanvas, khaki cloth or heavy duch, the needle can: be made to penetrate more easily if hems and ,seams are rubbed with hard yellow soap: 2. A simply method . of cleaning windows is to rub the glass with a cloth saturated with vinegar. Then polish :with newspaper. 3. Mildew may be removed from a leather bag or suitcase by rub- • bin'g well with a soft cloth dip- ped in petroleum ointment. Allow to, remain on ]eather'for a few minutes, then rub dry. .If neces- sary, repeat this process. THE QUESTION BOX Mrs. J. D. asks: "How can I snake a cleaner for wicker furniture?" Answer: 'Use 2-8 pail of warm wa- ter, 1-2 cup salt and 1--2 'cup tur- pentine. Use a brush to clean crevices. ices. Mrs. M. Mc. asks: :`A. recipe for Apple Pudding using - condensed milk and no sugar --'for company dinner.'' Answer: Recipe for "Delicious Apple Torte" ' has ',beet 'mailed' to you direct, Mrs. M. Mc, - Ma'. D. F. asks: "How can book, be l.ept dry in a damp storage place,," Answer: Sprinkle a small stars age place with camphor occasionally, Anne Allan invites you to write to her % ,Clinton News -Record : Send in your questions on homemaking problems and watch this column for - replies. Announcement of Conservative na- tional convention'to be held at Win.. nipeg, December 8, 10 and 11. V Goderich Sailor Recognizes. Clinton Boy in far off Port When Gunner Wilfred Greenwood of the Canadian Navy left Goderich last spring after a very pleasant furlough he did not expect to be back again in September on an enforced thirty -two- day leave and with his boat at the hot - tom of the Atlantic, he having had it "shot from under him," as he puts it. The young sailor -young in years but not in .experience, for he already: has served two and a half years in this war -cannot give any particulars of the "incident" which has not, yet been officially reported. So far as he knows none of the crew was lost. His boat received two torpedoes in daylight. - The ropes, were cut on the lifeboats and he -jumped from the deck into one as the ship went down. One hour later his boat was' picked up and the sail- ors taken to an eastern Atlantic port, Gunner Greenwood says he was a little shaky for a couple of days, but feels no i11 effects from his experience, which. by no means was as unevent- ful as this article reads. He feels fine now and says he is "raring" to get - back. He pays tribute to Great Lakes( - sailors, he having sailed on fresh wat- er for five years prior to joining the B.C.N. He says they are the, backbone of a great and growing fighting or- ganization. At an overseas port it young fellow with red held and a Joist - ling red beard came up to him and slapped him' on the back. Wilfred did- n't know him. It was 'Lloyd Schoenhals • whose mother formerly lived in Clin- ton but has been a "resident of Godes.. rich for some years.