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HOUSEHOLD ECONOMICS
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CARE OF CHILDREN
THIS MODEST CORNER IS DEDICATED
TO THE POETS.
Here They Will Sing You Their Songs -Sometimes
Gay, Sometimes Sad: But Always Helpful
and Inspiring.
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FAREWELL
Of what the future holds, in store
Just God knows best,
;But oft I long, when weary, sore,
To have sweet rest.
God's promised an eternal day,
Where spirits blest
May cast worn bodies all away
For endless rest.
No nights of waking, restless dreams
With cares infest;
But basking in the Son's bright beams
In perfect rest.
No days of weary, nerve -racked toil.
And endless quest
Of ways to soothe the wild. turmoil
And bring sweet rest.
But perfect health and spirit strong
To serve with zest;
To sing, in tune with angel's song,
Full praise for rest.
So when I leave this earthly day
Heed this request;
Speak not of death but only say,
"She is at rest."
Since oft I've longed, when weary,
sore,
That I might rest-
Be glad that God has called me o'er
To heavenly rest.
And grieve not that I could but go
At Death's request;
'Twos God's own plan to have it so
That I might rest.
---E. L. Cooper, "Cedar Rest"
So many years ago. You have de-
nied
Our sacrifice.
"You weary grew of high ideals.
Now God
Has stirred us once again beneath
the sod
To sad protest.
"We cannot sleep. serene. Within our
breast
Your false betrayal cancels all our
rest
So cruelly.
"Oh, hear our cry, Renew again your
boast
Of loyalty to us, the pleading host
In Flanders Fields."
—Mary E. Watson.
STRIKE 1IP THE BAND
It's the sound of the military rum -
tum -tum
That awakens a boy's desire,
it's the bugle and pipe and sonorous
drum
That set his heart on. fire.
He's proud as, he sees them march,
left, right,
As only the soldiers can—
His eyes are as round as their but-
tons bright,
. And he longs to be a man.
In the years of peace we older folk
Lament the false appeal
Of the stirring band and the head
held high,
And the rhythmic marching heel.
We call it the lustre and sparkle
of war,
The glitter that hides the truth,
The luring, stirring camouflage
That traps stout-hearted youth.
But this is no longer a peaceful land,
And our lethargy needs to be shed.
Our youth are not blind to war's
demand;
It's time to use our head.
It takes more than arms to fight the
foe,
More than bombs and tanks and
planes,
It takes more than ruthless murder-
ing
And carefully laid campaigns.
It takes a heart that is free from
hate,
Save for things that are selfish
and cruel;
It takes a eonscience that's clear and
straight,
And a thought for the Golden Rule.
.And it•takes a rousing song on the lip
And the military rum -tum -tire
To provide the emotional sustenance
For the strife that is still to come.
We who are far from the enemy raid
Need to wake up and take our stand,
'So let's have more music on parade—
Soldiers! Strike up the band.
—Audrey Myrne Martin.
WHAT IS SUCCESS
It's doing our job the best we can,
And being just to our fellow man;
Not making money, but bolding
friends,
And staying true to our aims and
ends.
It's figuring how and learning why,
And looking forward and thinking
high,
And dreaming little and doing much;
It's keeping always in closest touch
With what is finest in word and deed;
It's daring blithely the field of chance
While making of labour a brave ro-
mance.
It's going onward despite defeat
And fighting staunchly, but keeping
sweet,
It's being clean and its playing fair,
It's laughing lightly at Dame De-
spair,
It's looking un at the stars above
And drinking deeply of life and love.
It's "struggling on with the will to
win,
But taking loss with a cheerful grin.
It's sharing sorrow, and work and
mirth,
And making better this good old
earth.
It's serving, striving through strain
and stress,
It's doing our noblest — that's
SUCCESS.
—Author Unknown.
BETRAYAL
There is no rest in Flanders Fields
today,
'No longer do red poppies bend and
sway
So peacefully.
A. moaning, groaning sobbing seems
to rise
From white -crossed graves 'neath
sunny Flemish skies
Heart -brokenly.
"'We are the dead who slept, caressed
by sun,
The dead unroused by bugle call or
drum
Beat martially.
"We threw the torch in vain from
falling hands.
Yet did not hold it high to light
dark lands
In amity.
i''"You broke the faith with us who
Med, who died
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An Old Umbrella
By "PEG"
One day recently a man got on. 0
crowded street ear with an umbrella
under his arm. It had not been tight-
ly closed. A couple of the ribs caught
in a woman's dress. Just then the
car gave a lurch and there Was a
resultant tear in the dress. As he
shaved back with the rebound of the
car the pointed. end jabbed into a
man' arm. He turned around from
there and caught a child on the head
with the handle. By this time com-
ments were being hurled at him so he
took the umbrella by the handle and
turned it down to support himself.
Unfortunately he landed it on some-
one's foot. There was such a com-
motion that the conductor told him
to either keep the umbrella out of
other people's way or get off the
street car.
Was it the fault of the umbrella?
Decidedly not. An umbrella in itself
is a very good thing, it was the use
to which it was put which was harm-
ful. An umbrella left ire a hall stand
is of no use to a person caught in
the rain and a person would be con-
sidered somewhat odd who was go-
ing along the street in the pouring
rain carrying an umbrella which had
not been put up. Like a great many
other things umbrellas are alright in
their place, but when used in the
wrong way they can become very
destructive.
ON ELECTION DAY
When I have cast my ballot let me
say:
I marked an X for principles today.
I did not vote for party or for man;
But for what seemed to be the wisest
plan
To meet the present need. With op:n
mind
I weighed each deed and promise,
that the blind
Lead not the blind.
But high and over all
I prayed that God would hear a
people's call.
A Call not made for self, but for the
whole;
Enabling Right to govern and control.
I prayed that Love would stifle lies
and greed;
Thus knitting hearts together in one
creed:
One politic; one party; and one plant
—Ruth D. Smith.
•
SO AUTUMN WENT
So autumn went. And now I stare
Across the yard. The trees are bare.
When gold and erimson must depart
The silent gnawing at the heart
Peels each drop of color dripped,
Till the limbs are stark and stripped.
Brief the spell they burned on. high,
Ped flowers on a sapphire sky.
They burned as if they would burn on
Till ice and sleet and snow were gone.
One red lull—and then the' wind
Tore the( tender thing', and shinned
In one afternoon the whole,
So the branches and the bole,
Naked as the heart in grief,
Stood forsaken, without leaf.
As I stand acid look I know
How the gold and red must go.;
Boughs be gray, forlorn, austere,
That new glory may appear.
Pearl Strachan.
AUTUMN
The autumn leaves are falling fast
Now chill the winds do blow
COOKING
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trailing through the ,eountry with an
old car like that, I'd walk," said a
woman who was driving an up-to-
date roadster (which by the way was
not all paid for). A friend said to
her: "those people have had a great
deal of trouble and' sickness in their
home. They are exceedingly thrifty
and pay for everything as they go
along. Besides they are trying to
educate their children. They have
been under such heavy expenses that
they cannot afford a new oar. The
man's wife told me they felt very
shabby in it, but that was the best
they could do just now unless they
ran into debt, which they determined
not to do.
There is very little in the world
which cannot be compared to the
Christian life and an umbrella has
many point from which we can draw
comparisons.
Some umbrellas, at least, have
eight ribs and surely from each one
of these we can learn: some lesson.
First rib — As the 'family talked
over the church service one members
said: "Such a sermon, I thought the
minister was never going to get
through." Another said: "I could
sing as well as that soloist myself",
still another, "The church was so cold
I nearly froze." "Well," said the
fourth "I wish they would gat an-
nouncement sheets so we would not
have to listen to an extra sermon
on a lot of meetings which none of
us attend". It was not much wonder
the little son of the family said:
"Well, Dad was tine only one who
put any collection on the plate, and
that was just a pickle. Don't you
thing we got a lot for that?"
Second rib—"Wasn't that Associa-
tion meeting terrible today? If I
was president of a society like that
I would be ashamed to put on such
a programme", said a member of
the club. "I do not know that we
can blame Mrs. Harvey altogether,"
replied another member. "I really
felt sorry for her and ashamed of
myself. I was at her home the other
day and she asked pre to take part.
I refused on the grounds that I had
never, been trained to that kind of
work, While I was there she called
up five other members, who should
have been able to help and each on•c'
refused. How can she get up a pro-
gramme when en one will help her?
After all, the meeting is ours just
as much as it is hers. Now, I for
one, am going to turn over a new
leaf and when I am asked to help in
any way, I am going to do the best
I can".
Sixth rib—Isn't it a shame to have
that old man and woman living here
alone? They have. several sons and
daughters who are comparatively
well off. They should be able to
take them to their homes. Something
will happen the dear old couple some
day and then they will be sorry. It
is simply a disgrace." "Now," said
a neighbour, "you have the wrong
idea of that altogether. I was talking
to their daughter the other day and
she said the family hoped none of the
neighbors thought just that very
thing. They have tried in every way
to get their parents to go and spend
the rest of their clays with them and
have also wanted to have someone
come and care for them, but the fath-
er and mother wish to stay in their
own home and look after themselves
as long as they can. The sons and
daughters come often to see them,
and they have been very kind to one
of the neigihbors, who can do with a
little help. They pay her just to run
in each day and see that they are
all right."
Seventh rib—"Why have you not
been playing with. Mary this after-
noon, Ruth?" I asked my little
daughter. "Well Mummie, Helen told
me that her parents are very poor
so I thought I would just keep away
from her and I told her to go hone,
she was not fit for me to play with,"
Astonished and not knowing how to
deal rightly with the subject at the
moment I did not answer, I prayed
God that He would guide me, for Ile
alone knew how I felt to hear such
a statement from my child. That
evening, before she said her prayers,
I took her on my knee and told her
in simple words the oft -told story of
the love of Jesus Christ and how He
had died not only for her but for
everyone. I made no medal men-
tion of Mary until Ruth said, "Oh,
Munnnic and I said such a mean thing
to Mary." Then we talked it over
and knelt down together by her bed.
Ruth prayed that God would forgive
her and take away the hurt of her
speech from Mary and that He would
mak.. her worthy of the friendship
of Mary. With my nem around my
little girl, I asked God to make us
all children and to free each one of
us from the thought that we were
better than anyone else."
Third rib—"There is no use in
talking any more about it I am not
going to support a man like that.
He has no principle. He will promise
to do a certain thing, and when the
time comes for him to support the
cause he uses his influence in exactly
tb.e enpositr direction. That is not
the kind of man we want looking
after important affairs." "Well,"
staid his friend, "you are a man of
high principle, one whom we feel
confident would do whet is night.
Why would you not take the position
when it was offerees to you. Then we
would have had the assurance that
the cause would be maintained."
"Oh, that's not the kind of work I
want to go in for," said the first.
man. "Then why criticise those who
are doing it. It is good, honest, up.-
right
p-right men who should bo looking af-
ter those things."
Fourth nib —"I certainly em not
going to join the church when them
are so many hypc•crits in it. For in-
stance just look at this basket of
nears at this stet"e. The ton ones are
nice and large, but underneath are
a lot .of little hard ones. Now I
saw a prominent member of the
ehurch bring these apples in for sale.
Not that kind of thin, for m.e."
"Wall," said a man standing by, "that
The summer season now is past is poor logic. When you are such a
Soon will come the time of OnOW. good man yo"m self, whip not accept
And changes always sure to come Christ' join the church and show
Time never comes far long to stay
those other men what a real Christ -
On wings of flight it's forever gone ran should be like."
What Comes next is what it may. I Fifth rib—Before I would be seem
"RAREBITS"
Rarebits are always tasty bits and
are always popular with the men -folk.
Cheese too is a traditional fare with
the majority of people.
Rarebits are served on crackers or
toast.
Sardine Rarebit
2 tablespoons butter
1 tablespoon flour
1/4 teaspoon salt
1 cup rich milk
Sardines
11/a teaspoon mustard
1/4 teaspoon paprika
1 cup grated cheese
Toast
Make a cream sauce with butter,
flour, salt and milk. Add other in-
gredients. Place sardines on toast and
heat either in oven or under broiler,
Place on plate and pour on sauce.
Garnish with parsley or mint.
Tomato Rarebit
% cup grated cheese
1 can tomato soup
1, tsp. mustard
Combine all ingredients in the top of
double boiler and cook together until
the cheese is melted. Serve on toast-
ed crackers and toast.
Welsh Rarebit
1 tablespoon butter
1 teaspoon cornstarch
1,6 cup thin cream
1Au lb. soft mild. cheese
1h_ tsp. salt
'4 tsp. mustard
Few grains cayenne
Toast
Melt butter, add cornstarch and stir
until well mixed; then add cream
gradually, while stirring constantly
and cook two minutes. Add cheese
and stir until cheese is melted. Sea-
son, then serve on toast.
Much of the success of rarebit de-
pends upon the quality of the cheese.
A. rarebit should always be smooth
and of a creamy consistency.
Eighth rib — "I cannot imagine
what is the matter with Mrs, Mc,
Ewen, She is so quiet and distant
and sometimes she says things which
are just hard to take," said one
woman to another. "Well, Jane, I
know the circumstances there and I
know if I were in her place I would
be much worse than she is. I do not
care to betray confidence but really
the trouble she is going through is
almost unbelievable. I have come to
the conclusion that we should not
judge anyone until we know all the
circumstances."
Thus we have the eight ribs of the
umbrella. As it turns out they have
been ribs of criticism which is the
cause of a great deal of unhappiness
inn this world"
Owes top of these we must place
the covering of Christian love. That
alone will keep us from doing things
which we should not do, As we graep
the handle of the umbrella we might
compare it and the rocs to the prom -
is a of God. With those promises
and our communication with God in
prayer, we will be able to turn the
umbrella in such a way that we will
he shielded on all sides from tempta-
tion. May God grant that we may
hooks fast to His teachings' and may
the winds of adversity, sorrow or
trial have no permanent influence on
our lives.
"PEG"
DUTCH SAILORS REMOVED
The Dutch sailors taken off the
Netherlands freighter Prins Willem
III at Goderich harbor four weeks
ago and since held in the county jail
here were removed on last Saturday
afternoon under R. C. M. P. guard.
They left here by railway, their des-
tination presumably being an intern-
ment camp. ,e, , i °' I " 1
Oyster Rarebit
1 cup oysters
2 tablespoons butter
it lb. soft mild cheese, cut in
small pieces
1F. teaspoon salt
Few grains cayenne
2 eggs
Clean, parboil and drainoysters, re-
serving liquor. Remove oysters and
discard any tough portions. Melt but-
ter, add cheese and seasonings; as
cheese melts, add gradually oyster
liquor and eggs slightly beaten. As
soon as mixture is smooth add soft
part of oysters. Serve on toast (bread
toasted on one side only). Serve on
=toasted side of bread.
And now for a request:
Graham Cracker Cake
11., cup butter
3 cup granulated sugar
2 eggs
3 teaspoons baking powder
1F, teaspoon cinnamon
2% cups Graham cracker crumbs
(30 Graham crackers)
1 cup milk
1A. teaspoon vanilla
Cream the butter, add sugar grad-
ually and cream together well. Add
the beaten egg -yolks. Mix the bak-
ing powder and cinnamon with the
cracker crumbs rolled finely and add
this alternately with the milk. Lastly
fold in the stiffly beaten egg whites
and add vanilla. Bake in a butered
loaf -pan in a moderate, oven for 35
to 40 minutes.
HEALTH
Mrs. William McClure, Brampton, Ont.
Mrs. William McClure carried off
top honours for Tea Biscuits and for
Fruit and Nut Loaf. She also won a
prize for her Coffee Ring and was
one of the four women who carried
off the first four places in the white
bread contest, using Robin Hood
Flour. All four awards were made
this year at the 1940 Canadian
National Exhibition,Toronto. Like
many other prize-winners`—includ-
ing those who won 1st, 2nd and
3rd prizes for white bread at this
same exhibition — Mrs. McClure
always uses Robin Hood Flour.
From her lovely farm home near
Brampton, Ontario, Mrs. McClure
has kindly sent her prize recipe for
Fruit and Nut Loaf. "There is one
thing to remember, ladies,' says
Mrs. McClure, "be sure to use Robin
Hood Flour when you make this
loaf. I have given this recipe to
women who used other flours and
they wondered why their loaf did
not turn out like mine. I won 13
oat of 17 entries last year, at various
fairs and eveuytbing was baked with
Robin hood Flour. We are never
without it at home and I wouldn't
dream of baking to win a prize
unless I had Robin Hood!"
It takes both skill and good flour
to get best results in baking. Many
women have the skill but do not
have realty good flour until they try
Robin Hood. If your bread and
Robin
other baking doesn't satisfy you—
in spite of skill and care—the rem-
edy is simple. Bake with Robin
Hood Flour—It's guaranteed to give
you absolute satisfaction or your
money back with an extra 10%.
Mrs. McClure's Prize Recipe for
Fruit and Nut Loaf:
1% cups Robin Hood Flour
33' teaspoons Baking Powder
1/ teaspoon Salt
34 cup Granulated Sugar
cup Walnuts
1 Egg
34 cup Grated Orange Rind
and Juice
34 cup Cold Water
1 cup Mixed Fruit
3 tablespoons Butter or
Shortening, melted
1. Sift and measure flour.
2. Add baking powder, salt and
sugar.
3. Beat egg until tight and add to it
shortening, water and orange
4. Adnice.
d fruit and nuts.
5. Make a well in dry ingredients
and add the wet mixture.
6. Turn into a well -greased tin and
bake in moderate oven 350°E.
about 40 to 50 minutes.
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Shad De Luxe
Cook an onion in three cups water
five minutes. Add a shad seasoned
'with salt, also six peppercorns and a
small stick of cinnamon. Cook 10
minutes. Add two lemons, sliced and
seeds reproved, one tablespoon sugar,
a large apple, sliced; 12 chopped al-
monds and one-quarter cup raisins.
Cook until fish is done, about 10 min.
Remove fish, onion, peppercorns and
cinnamon, Thicken stock by adding
two beaten eggs and cooking one min.
Pour =strained sauce over the fish.
Tuna Fish Souffle
Make a white sauce of 1 pint milk,
3 tablespoons butter, 3 tablespoons
flour, and 2 egg yolks slightly beat-
en. Add' the well -drained contents of
1 can tuna fish. Season with salt and
pepper. Put into a casserole. Fold in
2 egg whites beaten stiff. Cook in
moderate' oven (350 .deg. F.) about
one-half hour. Mushrooms, fresh or
canned, are delicious added to this
but not necessary.
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PICTURES IN THE MIRROR
The mirror not only encouraged the cat to start a boxing match with
himself—but also helped give a better picture, showing both back and
front view. Try mirror shots—they're fun.
A N argument is more interesting
1 i if both sides get a fair break—
and it lasts longer. The same rule
applies to many snapshot subjects.
Put a mirror in the picture, to show
both back and front of your sub-
ject—and your picture will have
twice as much to tell.
it's no trouble to take snapshots
of this type—so' long as you have
your subject close to the glass.
Just focus for the distance from
mirror to camera, use a small lens
opening—and both the subject and
its reflection will be sharp.
However, as the subject backs
away from the glass, the reflection
also backs away—in the opposite
direction. In other words, it gate
farther away from the camera.
Therefore, to get the reflection
sharp, you must do a bit of simple
addition before you focus. Just
measure the distance from camera
to mirror, add the distance from
subject to mirror — and set the
focusing scale for the sum of these
distances.
As an example: suppose the cam-
era is six feet from the mirror, and
the subject two feet from the mir-
ror. Then, if you want the sharp-
est possible picture of the reflec-
tion, set the focus at eight feet.
To get both reflection and subject
sharp, use a very small lens open-
ing and focus at the mirror, In
this case, six feet.
Before shooting a "mirror" pic-
ture, check the position of your
photo lights. These have to be to
one side of the subject, in most
cases. Be sure that • the shades are
turned so that light does not shine
on the camera lens, and also see
that the mirror does not reflect an
image of the lights into the camera.
In addition to wall mirrors, doors,
and the like, try pictures of reflec-
tions in a mirror -bottomed tray or
table. You can get some extremely.
good angle shote in this manner,
and they add interest to your snap.
shot collection.
302 John van Guilder