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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Clinton News Record, 1942-11-19, Page 7THURS., NOV. 19, 1942 THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD THE IHOUSEHOLD ECONOMICS .Make .the most of yourTea.. THIS MODEST CORNER IS DEDICATED TO THE POETS :Here They Will Sing You Their Songs'=Sometimes Gay, Sometimes Sad—But 'Always Helpful and Inspiring THOUGHTS (For I know- the thoughts that I -think toward you, saitls the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil. Jer. :29 1L) Guard well thy thoughts, for thoughts '^are thing's `That fly with swift •resistless wings .;0'er land and sea, thro' 'time .and space, To find their destined resting place. 'Straight as an arrow from its bow .A thought goes forth for weal or woe; To pierce a heart with deep distress, Or Iift a soul to happiness. Guard, lest ill thought to action leap, Thence habit rooted firm and deep, *Commingled with, thyself shalt be For "as man thinketh se is he." Attain, guard well the perfect mind .'Peace, good will to all mankind.. THE MODERN DORCAS I cannot proffer strioken homeless ones, Kind shelter from the winter storm, But I can fashion' sweaters, coats and frocks 'To keep them warm. I canriot guide the sore, uncertain feet 'To safety's fold. 'But I can knit the soft warn' woollen socks To keep them from the. cold, -0 Red Cross mother, take my humble • gifts "These myriad stitches from my busy hands, Transmute them into warmth (and hope and cheer For war-torn lands. And bring new light and life and love to me, A. miracle surprise, From sloth and hatred and self cen- tred, thoughts', "Bid me arise, —By Ada Simpson Sherwood. NIGHT TAKE OFF Beneath our wheels the flares and glim lamps race, Each goose -neck stretching taught, then only space `Descends as now the leading -lights are past, -And three dimensioned darkness holds us fast We are of night, and night hugs close her own, " The long black caverns of her sleeves are thrown. !Around'. us, and she bids the circling clouds, _:Encompass us with vapor as with shrouds. :Punch AUGURY No goldenrod, no asters fldurish here, Conventional exponents of the times; Although the rising sun now daily climbs Farther to southward with the warn- ing. year. No nate of migrate bird disturbs the ear, . :But the returning gulls' discordant chimes;. "-'C fly the foam of endless breakers rimes The beach, as tides recede and re- appear. And yet the blueness of this empty r sea Is sharper than it was a month ago; The' sunlight is more crystal, now, and thinned, Although this night can frost no tender tree, The salt air breathes a hint of future snow, - Nostalgic perfume on the sunset wind. Barbara Overton REMEMBER Above a world protesting at its pain Behold the quiet, vas.:, unchanging sky; Remember things that sleep to • wake again, Remember all the things that cannot die. Remember—Man is -powerless to ef- face ' The wind, the rain, the warmth of nuturing sun, A. silver sound that falls' on echoing space; And though his hand should ravage, one by one, All singing strings, all instruments on earth, That ever drew a song from music's breast Music would not be dead. All that is worth Living will live, again to be expressed. By blundering mankind, seeking God afar. Through black delusions --groping to- ward the sky, Where burns the molten message, star, to star; Nothing that truly lives can ever die. Rowena Cheney BITTERSWEET Every year I must declare That the bittersweet is here, This year I must shout it more Because we are at war. Earth is like a spool of thread But the thread is spun of blood, Everywhere the world is red, But not with berries like our wood. Here upon this stony wall, Climbing boulders that were set By builders years and years ago, Here entangled on these stones Ancl high up in the leafless birch; The spanners of the bittersweet Spill out, and their ripe burning seeds, Like tiny lanterns on the vine, Have split their orange rinds.' Sometimes words have' not the strength To put, such beauty into ink, Write here, heart within this wood, Thatthis is the way we stood Centuries, 'from fall to fall, Admiring this beaded wall. Write that we have seen the wind C rr'b the frost against the skin • Of berries, but the seeds have grown Like us; as sturdy as the stone. Elizabeth Jane Astley I LAKE .OLD HOUSES I LIKE OLD HOUSE'S that are weather -stained• Whose doorsteps sag beneath their. weight of years, Old walls that eeho back wrth soften- ed oftenell tone PAGE. 7. CARE OF CHILDREN COOKING HEALTH PRETENCE By "PEG" The school children of our Pro- vince are now, looking forward, many of them with dread,. to their Christmas Examinations. There are -two school days in which we are particularly interested, one is the opening day in the. fall and the other is the day where the report of the term work is carried home to the father and mother on the latter-day the ' examinations are over. The children are tired with study and worry, for even little ones worry over their tasks. The majority of children are anxious to carry home a good report and should they fail to make the mark it usually takes them a long time to get home. They are afraid of the reproof which is com- ing to them and perhaps in their Little hearts they feel that they have not done their best, At any rate it is interesting to watch them as they wend their home- ward way. We hear such remarks as "I will be in another room next year" "I hate to leave Miss M's room, but am glad I passed" "Too bad Lucy and Jim did not pass, but they played a lot of the time." A stranger conversation took place on the closing day this year. A lad perhaps eight or nine years at age was going along with a girl about his own age on one side and an older girl on the other side. The boy had not passed and they were trying to fix, things so it would be easier for him when he got home. They were advising him to cry as he showed his report card to his parents as they thought that might make things eas- ier for hire apparently it did not both- er tire lad that he had not passed, but in prospect he could feel the whipping which had been promised him in case of failure. Therefore this pretence of crying. Is it not tragic how young children are when they are taught to pretend and how that habit clings to people long after they have left the age of childhood. What makes little children lie, for pretence is practically falsehood? So often they do it to get out of being punished, Parents threaten their children that if they do, or do not do something, some drastic thing' will be done to them and it is in order to es- cape this that they begin to tell what is not true. Parents sometimes won- der why their children develope this habit. If they only reasoned it out they would find that they themselves are to blame. Pretence forms a great part of our life. • In school we may go on pretending that we do our own home work. To our disgrace it may be said that we some times copy it from some one who is more- industrious The laughter that we know, the sound of tears, ,rd Old wooden beds that glow with luster din, Old rooms where birth and death have often trod, Old stairways echoing back the tired feet, Like rain that beats against the quiet sod. Old treasured .guilts with tiny stiches made, Bits of gay dresses that our mothers had, Old pictures in an album grey and dein; A little blue-eyed boy that once was Dad. Old roomy kitchens steeped in fra- grant food The shining stove, its welcome grae- ious cheer, Old cellars made of stone with crib and bin, Storing with pride the harvest of the year. Old homes that breath of peace and quiet hours, That we in happy dreams may -see. again, And taste the perfume of her glowing g Dim as forget-me-nots in summer rain. than we are. By, chance thispretence may not be detected as lesson follows lesson , but when the final examin- ation; comes and' we have no one to copy from, our mind is a blank and failure is ours. How often we would like the world. to believe that we are what we are not. We like people to believe that we are kind, unselfish and thoughtful of others. When the one to whom we have been talking goes away then we show our real disposition which at times is one of hidden hatred, thought- lessness for every oue but ourselves, and a selfish character. If our friend knew us as we really are, we would soon be able to count them on th. fipgers of our one hand. There are many who pretend to those about them that they are very fond of their parents, but when there is no one about their attitude to those who should be so dear to them is al- most disgraceful. Their one and only interest in their home is to make everyone wait on them' and eater to their likes and dislikes. By their speech and actions they .many times bring tears to the eyes' of those who have done much for them. Visa -versa parents are quite often loving and kind to their children in front of visitors, but the guests have no sooner gone than there will be a repetition of the daily and hourly quarrelling which goes on almost continually. Why pretend to be what we are not. We would not carry on the way we do i€ our houses were made of some material throughwhich our neighbours could see, instead of wood or brick and stone. Why not try to live among our very own so that we need have no fear of any one seeing our actions or hearing what we say. We, ourselves, are always the losers when we pretend. Following the discovery of insulin there was a patient under treatment in one of our hospitals. She seemed to show little improvement. She was allowed to go out fon walks and it was discovered that while out she would eat "off her diet", she of course, was the sufferer, but not only did it take longer for her to come back to the condition in which she should be, but her honesty was questioned. When one is found out to be pretending they are never con- sidered honest even in the sight of the world. Do not belong to the class of bus- iness people who attend church on Sunday pretending that we are close followers of our Saviour and each day of the week we are ashamed to yet any one know that we were supposed to be a Christian? In fact by our actions no one would ever imagine that we ever attended the House of God. We may pretend to the world that we are living the life which we are not, but there is One to whom we cannot pretend— Obr Lord and Sav- iour Jesus Christ, , There is ne place in the life of a Christian for pretence Only One in the whole world has been perfect and that one has promised us forgiveness for our sins if we ask for it, but continual lying or pretence He will not tolerate. There are many instances in Holy Writ where peo- ple have pretended and they have been sorely punished for it. Principle among these is the ease of Pilate who released Christ for crucifixion, where he had complied with the wishes .of the people, he went and washed his hands pretending in that way to cleanse himself • from the terrible sin which he had committed. We do not know what really happened to bins but we do know that a just punishment was his. We may think we are denying Christ arid we will not be found out, but we can at once ,assure ourselves that we are working under a false idea. We must stand up for Jesus or He will'' not plead for as at the Throne of Grace. "You talk about the weather, And the .crops of corn arid wheat, You speak of friends and' neighbors That pass along the street: You 'call yourself a Christian And like the gospel plan- Then why not speak: for Jesus, And• speak out like a man? Are you ashamed of Jesus And the story of the cross, That you lower His pure banner And let it suffer loss? Have you forgot His suffering? Did He die for you in vain? If not, then live and speak for Jesus, And speak out like a man? I'd like to tell the story sweet Of Jesus. Wouldn't you? To help, some other folks to meet Their Saviour. Wouldn't you? I'd like to travel all the way To where I'd hear my Jesus say: "You've helped my work along today" I'd like that., Wouldn't you?" "pEG' THE MIXING BOWL' �r ANNE ALLAN Hydro Hale icaeae,i t The Main Course of Food, and Events Hello Homemakers: Coming events may "cast their shadows before" --but shortages in goods provide a strange new experience for most of us. To -day the dinner table of the average Can- adian home reflects these shortages and brings the war close. Now we can admire with more understanding the spirit with which the people of Brit- ain have accepted changing conditions. Thoughtful people will not only, be anxious to comply with Govenment re- gulations—they will study equivalent food values of other plentiful Canad- ian products and also methods of quick cooking to conserve electricity. Where rationing is fashionable it is up to us to make it so. The ques- tion, "How does it affect me?" has only one answer — multiply what you do by 11,000,000 and see if it adds up to 100 per cent war effort. The right spirit is as .vital to us as our daily bread and as necessary for victory. RECIPES Vegetable Loaf 1-2 cup cooked green peas, 1-2 cup cooked green string beans, 1-2 cup: chopped boiled,, carrots, 1 1-2 cups milk, 1'cup soft bread crumbs, 1-2 tsp. salt, 1-8 tsp pepper, 1-2 tsp. paprika, 1 egg. Press peas through a sieve, cut beans in small pieces, then combine all vegetables. Add to them the milk, slightly beaten egg, crumbs and sea- soning. Turn into a greased' baiting-- dish akingdish and bake in an electric oven (350- 450 F.) until firm. Note: Similar quantities of other left -over vegetables may be used. Cheese Cutlets 2-3 cup grated cheese, 2 cups mash- ed potatoes, 4 tbs. minced pepper; 1 cup cooked Lima or navy beans (ground),'1 tsp. salt. Combine ingredients and shape the mixture into cutlets about one half inch thick. Saute them in a small amount of hot fat and serve with horseradish sauce, Creamed Eggs and Canadian Sardines - 4 tbs. butter 1-4 cup soft, stale bread crumbs, 1 cup thin cream or top milk, 2 hardboiled eggs,' 1-2 pkg. sardines, 1-2 tsp. salt, 1-4 tsp paprika, 1-2 tps pepper. - Melt butter add bread crumbs and cream, and bring to the boiling point; then add eggs, finely chopped, sar- dines and seasonings. Again bring to the boiling point on element turned. "Medium" and serve at once. "" TAKE A TIP' - Percentage Protein Composition in a pound of common foods gives the homemaker suggestions on how to bal- ance the busy worker's menu: Rump' Roast, (med fat) , , , .19.3% Cooked - Leg of Mutton :.25,3 " Smoked Haddock 23,3 " Eggs . 14.8 " • rl " Cornmeal 9.2 n -order orrid Christmas Seals Fight Tuberculosis! join the fight by making your contribution -- B U Y S E A L l If every Home and Business will buy Seals, Queen Alexandra Sanatorium will do its part. Christma&Seal Committee, 382 Wellington St., Condon Cheddar Cheese 27.7 " Cracked Wheat 11.1 " String Beans 2.3 " Carrots, Beets, • Cabbage -- about 1.0 " Corn 3.0 " Navy Beane 22.5 " Soy Beans 37,1 " Dried Peas 24.0 " Apples 0.3 " Peaches 0.4 " Plums 0.2 " Gelatin 91.4 " Cocoa. 21.0 " Protein is needed for building and repairing tissues and cells; and when meat is scarce it is wise to consider other foods of high protein content according to servings. THE QUESTION BOX Mrs. D, C. asks: "How can we freshen cocoanut?" Answer: It may be the new syn.. thetie cocoanut which may be soaked in milk and then crisped in the oven. Mrs. S. R. W. asks: "Recipe for, Lti Spice Bran Cookie." Answer. Molasses Cookies, 1-2 cup baking fat, 1-2 cup sugar, egg,• 1-4 cup milk 1-3 cup molasses, 1-2 cup bran, 1 1-2 cups flour, 1-4 tsp. soda, 1 tsp. baking powder, 1-4 tsp, salt, 1-2 tsp. ginger, 1-2 tsp, namon. - Cream fat and sugar and beat in egg. Add milk, molasses and bran. Sift the dry ingredients and add. Spread batter very thin in greased jelly roll pan. Bake in electric oven at 300 F. for 25 minutes. Cool slightly and cut ti squares, s•CIq'1 Anne Allan invites you to write to her % Clinton News -Record. Send In your questions on homemaking pro- blems and watch this column for re- plies. =SNAPSHOT GUILD PICTURES FROM HOME, Pictures from home are always a grand gift for the boy In the armed services. He'll always enjoy pictures of the family doing things. Sand him snapshots frequently. A CCORDING to the best infor- illation there's:: nothing which .makes' as, big. it hit with the boys in the armed servicesasletters from home—and pictures. But; what kind of pictures? Most of us have already sentsnapshots of the folks to service men. What comes next? The answer to that is—news pic- tures! Not professional news photos, of course, but records of the little, personal news events that take place in every home all year round. Such subjects may not rate as big news to the world at large, but they always will be of interest to soldiers, sailors, and airmen. Our illustration this week, al- though it 'may not look it, comes under that heading. Not long ago it was sent to a boy in the army with the following note: "Here's a snap- shot of Nenayhard at work-on•the farm. She's been helping Uncle Henry during the farm labor short- age, and she's earned more than enough to outfit herself for school this fall." Whenyou look at things that way, you shouldn't have much trouble finding good pictures to send the boys in the armed services. For in- stance, you might photograph dad working on the car in an effort to make it last "for the duration"; maybe you could get a shotof mother starting out to shop with her ration book. xf Johnny builds a: toy boat, or helps with the scrap rubber collection, you'll have two more good subjects there. Keep your eyes open, try to de- velop your "nose for news" and you'II' never lack subjects for pic- tures from home. 398. John van Guilder