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The Clinton News Record, 1938-09-08, Page 7s;ttI.I S., ,SEPT. 8, '1938. THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD HOUSEHOLD ECONOMICS PAGE 7 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. A GOLDEN VIRTUE Many a good man has been ruined: ,And many a good woman too— By someone starting a rumor, and not a word of it true. So if you ever hear a rumor, In .'a man or a woman's name, Just say it's a he and forget it • .And never repeat it again. WHY HE LIVED "Oh, Why Do I Live?" The poet sang, In gay and lilting verse— Then mailed it to the Editor, ;'For better or for worse. • "The reason that you live," Wrote the Editor with glee, "Is because you mailed your verse, And did not call on me" —Grenville ICleiser. WILD ASTERS ' The little purple asters are with us once again, Shaltiitg their love -locks in the wind and dancing in the rain; To the thistle in his coat of mail they frivolously nod, , And they ,pass the time o'day with the glistening goldenrod. 'They take to heart the roofless ones, the penniless and free— The unimportant butterfly — the vagabondish 'bee; The tiny frightened field -mouse that has his own small grief Iguows well that they will shelter hits with flower and drooping leaf. They wear their royal color without a shred of pride, And flaunt it at you carelessly a- long the country -side; `Their skirts are often grey with dust IF ONLY THE GOOD WERE C;LiEVER If -all the good people were clever, And all clever people were good; The world would be nicer than ever We thought that it possibly could. But, somehow, 'tis seldom or 'ever The two hit it off as they should— The good are so harsh to the clever, The clever so rude to _the good. So, friends, let it be our endeavor To make/each by each understand, For few can be good like the clever, Or clever so well as the good. WISI1' A thickety path that clambers high From a winding road, where the world goes by; A bit of a hunt on a wooded hill, Wherewind and weather may have their will; A bit of a door that has no key, That calls to the traveller, "Open me!" A bit of a hearth with a shelf above, Just big enough to hold the books I love; A song to hum when the crickets cry, Far away from the road where the world goes by. —Anon. VESPERS Little boy kneels .at the foot of the bed, Droops on the little hands little gold head. Hush!` Bush! Whisper who dares! Christopher Robin is saying his prayers. God bless mummy, I knoi4 that's right; Wasnt it fun in the bath to -night? and sprinkled with the dew, The cold's so cold and the hot's so And ruffled along the edges, and a hot. trifle ragged, too. Oh! God bless daddy—I quite forgot. No gardener owns these vagrants If I open my fingers a little bit more who camp beneath the sky I can see Nanny's dressing gown on the door. • It's a beautiful blue, but it hasn't a hood. Ohl God Iblen, rrn,,.ta w.a. -amts. per good. Mine has a hood, and I lie in bed, And pull the hood right over my head; And I shut my eyes and I curl up small To watch October's caravan of ,painted days go by; "They 'take the sweetness of the hour -the hoar -frost or the sun— And then cur up and go to sleep, what time the day is done. But still they stir within us, below the world's veneer, A ghost of old desire, a wild wish, young and dear, For upland roads, and 1 owland And nobody knows that I'ni there roads, and misty river -ways at all. Where we might go as gipsies go, through all the autumn days! —Virna Sheard, REFLECTION HARVEST Ohl Thank you, God,for a lovely day, And what was the other I hadto say? I said "Bless daddy," so what can it be? ''The tapestry of autumn's russet days Oh; Now I remember it. God blew Gives place to sombre hues; the in- drawn gaze rhe Now finds its cheer in tender' things Little boy kneels at the foot of the of hone; bed, The bookshelf beckons; while the Droops on the little hands little gold hearth's bright blaze., head, Spreads a domestic • sunshine, to II hl Hush! Whisper who dares! console Christopher Robin is' saying his The heart forlorn for summer. In prayers. —A. A. Milne. the coal Flames the glad h&ossoming of THE WOMAN WHO WASHES fancy's flower, DISHES 'Gayer than late nasturtiums in the bowl. You have heard, I know, Of "the man with the hoe," Upon 'the desk, where idle 'pens in -`And "the man behind the gun," vice, I We have heard so long The white page waits; and there isI Their little song, much to write, They have their laurels won, *Tate happy garnering of summer's But I lay a claim of wel• l earned Reflection'sfame, harvest. We will thresh I And ,bring her my best wishes= tonight,rot sterling grit,— —Christian Science Monitor. I She is surely ' if _ _ • The woman who washes dishes, SEPTEMBER '0 September, what deep and angry thoughts are thine 'That thou shouldst give to us the clime of tardy summer! ° Surely 'tis for thee a truce with Time `That thou shouldst scourge us so to keep: thy fading youth! These scorching suns — these winds that breathe of desert air from sands long hot. 'The sky • burns blue, with searee a cloud of white to break the aro— We pause—to see the green, grass scorched with thy wrath -- 'Surely 'tis not so, that age should tryst with youth! Where are thy mellow, golden days of ripe maturity? • 'Canst be that age has now become to thee integrity' '0 September, remember once again seenity! -II. McLeary. We have wept at the "hurt" in the "Song of the Shirt," And groaned at the doleful tale. Do you ever think Of the one at the sink, 10f what we'd do if she'd fail.? ,Three times a day, With never a nay, She gathers''the greasy pile; The pots and pans, with tired hands; She washes up with a smile, Then sing if you will With voices shrill, Of the' man with the hoe and gun; But this I say,. (Can you say me nay?) She, too, has her laurels won. 1 So, I lay a claim of Well ;carved fame— !And give her my best wishes, For sterling grit, She is surely "it"— The woman who washes dishes, —Contributed. TIIOUGIITS ON WORK AND SUCCESS I pity no man because he has to work. If he is worth his salt, he will work. I envy the man who has a work worth: doing and does it well. There never has been' devised, and there never will be devised, any law which will enable a man to succeed save by the exercise of those qualit- ies which have been the prerequisites of success, - the qualities of hard world, of keen intelligence, of un- flinching will—Theodore' Roosevelt. y,**. It is not work that kills, men; it is worry. Work is healthy; you can hardly put more upon a man, than he can bear. Worry is rust upon the. blade. It is not the revolution that destroys the machinery, but the fric- tion.—Henry Ward Beecher. • *5* "If you wish success in life, make perseverance your bosom friend, ex- perience your wise counsellor, caution your elder brother, and hope your guardian genius."—Addison. * * * It is not required of every man and woman to be or to do some- thing great; most of us must con- tent ourselves with taking parts in the chorus, as far as possible with- out discord.—Henry van Dyke. 4,5* "Stationary pools and people tend toward stagnation, The most sense- less of proverbs is that about 'the rolling stone' that 'gathers no moss'. What does it want of moss when it can get momentum?"—Frances F. Willard. *5* I know what pleasure is, far I have done good work.—Robert Louis Stevenson. *5* "Half the world is on the wrong scent in the pursuit of happiness. They think it consists in having and getting, and in being served by others. It consisas in giving and in serving others."—Henry Drum- mond. MY FELLOW MAN If I live a life that is clean and square And I love my fellow pian, And ,lend him a hand to help him bear His burden whenever I can, I need not fear what the future holds Nor what the reward shall be, For the mighty love that enfolds Will surely care for me. —London (Eng.) Express. UNTIMELY REVELRIES At the feast of Belshazzar and a thousand of his lords, They indulged with golden vessels, as the Book of Truth records; 'Tis true that they were drunken— that we well can understand- But at something they got fright- ened—'twas the writing of the Hand. At that feast, now so noted, there were loads of beer and wine, And provisions grand and ample for the folk who wished to dine; But nowhere in therecord, although strange. to some 'twill seem, Are we told the guests were treated to their full of free ice cream. There was music, there was dant= ing, well arranged for that great feast, And the most 'applauding speeches there in store would not be least; Applaudits there, how futile! And their revelries, how vain! For that ' night, among his nobles, was the I{ing of Belshazzar Slain. For the feast of Belshazzar all-night doings had been planned. But • the program went to pieces through the writing of the hand; Keenly stood the Xing, abashed, and confused before the throng, For the Hand revealed quite plainly there was something sadly wrong. But had the King of Belshazzar been a wise and prudent man; He'd have cancelled the performance" just before the show began; That might displease his nobles, and some heelers, gaunt yet gay, But he lacked' the wit and wisdoin of some people ofour day. So on the feast proceeded, inthat monarch's banquet -hall, But the fatal words were written, and the king was doositetl to fall! Fare better had he canceled that af- fair ere it began, Thus displaying wit and wisdom—as outstanding leaders can. —Author Unknown:. COOKING CARE OF CHILDREN There are very few who have spent their early life in Canada who can- not look back to the time, when as a child,, he or shewas chosen on one of two sides/ and marching under an arch of upstretched arms sang "London bridge is falling down, fat- ling clown, falling down." At that time .to most of us a bridge represented a wooden staid - are :spanning a creek or small sized river. • Some of those bridges have. now very pleasant memories. For in- stance near them at odd times, we paddled (bathing at that time not being indulged in as much as it is now). Then too, beside this structure. we often fished, usually with a little short stick, to which was attached a piece of • string from the end of which dangled a bent pin. Appal!. ently at: that time an anglers bait was not necessary. This contraption was supposed to catch in our child. ish mind, a whale. Some of us have very vivid memories of overbalane- ing and falling into the water in an effort to catch a minnow in our hands. These old bridges were often the meeting and parting place of friends. Names were thereon 'carved while conversation ' was being carried ` on. in later years those using the bridge often went home with an enquiring mind as to whom a certain name be- longed, and thus in the family circle pioneer days were revived with the tales of olden times. Throughout the years there have been many famous bridges, notice- able among them being the old. Lon- don bridge, often pictured in a dense fog. Travellers to -day to the metrop- olis of the world make it a point to see this remarkable piece of bridge structure. One of the much studied bridges of history was the Bridge o£ Sighs, over- which prisoners in an- cient times passed on their .way to their doom. The wooden bridges of the early period of our own gauntry have largely given way to the modern cement or steel structures, While the wood of the old bridges burned in the :kitchen stove, as it did it most cases, the ghosts of the past came out of the flames to proclaim the that pioneer days were forever gone and that a new era was on the way. Just recently the representatives of two powerful countries met and opened an International bridge over the St. Lawrence River at the point of the Thousand Islands. Words of peace and goodwill were expressed by both President Roose- velt and Rt. Honorable Mackenzie Xing on behalf of millions of sub- jects of both the United States and Canada. These words of friendship were backed by the assurance that in case of war mutual aid would be rendered. May God grant that help in this particular emergency will never be required. It is a great relief to know that this feeling of amity exists :between these neighboring countries. Our talk on bridges would not be complete if we slid not bring to your notice the greatest bridge of all tithes, The bridge from this world to Eternity. The guard on it is Jesus Christ. At the other end of the pas- sage there is a two way road, Tlie one to the left leads to Eternal dark- ness and despair, but the one to the right to everlasting light, joy and peace. .• All that is necessary to pass to the right of the Guard is theequival- ent of the words "Jesus is Mine," Are we willing in this world to take Jesus inte our hearts- and so live that when we was the bar we may enter with - Him unto an everlasting lite of joy. "CROSSING TILE BAR" Sunset and evening star, And one clear. call for me, And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I 'put out . to sea. But such' a tide as moving seems asleep Too full for sound or. foam, When that which, drew from-out'tlie bountless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening (fall, And after that the dark! And may, there be no sadness of :farewell, When 'I embark. For tho{tgh from. out our bourne of Time and Place The flood may ear mear bfar, I hope to see my Pilot face, to face When I. have crossed the bar. "PEG" 4. Tested _, Recipes GRAPES An abundance of fresh Canadian grapes are now on the market and will be available within the next two to three weeks at comparatively low prices. Grapes arse a very healthful fruit, being rich; in both minerals and sugar, The following recipes, prepared and tested by the Fruit Branch, Do- minion Department of Agriculture, may therefore prove timely and helpful:— GRAPE elpful:GRAPE CATSUP 4 pounds grapes la pint cider vinegar 1 teaspoon cloves 1% pound sugar 2 teaspoon ground cinnamon 1 teaspoon ground allspice 1 teaspoon salt Wash and stein grapes. Place in saucepan with vinegar, and cook for 16 minutes; rub through sieve fine enough to retain, the seeds and skins. $oil pulp until thick, add other in- gredients and boil half an hour long- er. Fill into hot sterilized jars or bottles, and seal. GREEN OR RIPE' GRAPE JAM Wash and stein grapes. Separate skins from pulp. Cook skins until tender, press through a sieve. Cook pulp ten minutes, press through a sieve. Combine purees; add' one Ib. of sugar to every quart of puree; boil one-half hour, stirring often. Pour into glasses and cover. GRAPE SAUCE (For puddings or ice cream) Wash and crush 8 cups of grapes of any variety. Cook slowly 15 minutes. Press through a coarse sieve. To the pulp add 6 cups gran- ulated sugar. Mix well and cook 15 minutes, stirring frequently to pre- vent sticking or scorching. Seal in sterilized jars for winter use, GRAPE JELLY Wash the bunches thoroughly, re- move tate fruit from the stems. Put grapes in a preserving kettle and mash well. Set over a slow fireand heat very gradually to extract the juke. Boil slowly 3 minutes. Strain through double cheese -cloth or flan- nel jelly bag. pleasure the juice,. bringto boil, skim, add sugar—allow- ing 1 cup to each cup of juice. Boil rapidly for 15 minutes or until a little hardens in a cold saucer. Pour into hot sterilized jelly glasses. Cool and seal. GRAPE MARMALADE Wash the grapes, remove fioni the stems and press the pulp from the skins. Cook the pulp 10 minutes and put it through a sieve to remove seeds. Add skins to the pulp and measure the mixture. To 1 cup of pulp allow . 2.3 cup of sugar. Cook about twenty minutes or until skins are tender and seal at once in ster- ilized jars. CANNING FRUITS AND VEGETABLES There is nothing more satisfying to a housewife than ,a pantry shelf well stocked with hone -canned fruit and vegetables, states Miss Edith L. Elliott in the revised edition of the publication "Canning Fruits & Veg- etables", No. 534, now available on request to the Publicity and Exten- sion Division, Dominion Department of Agriculture. If food products are- left in their natural state, most :of them spoil in a few .days -some in a few hours, owing to the growth of bacteria, mould,, or yeasts on their surface or in their tisspes, the author of the bulletin explains.. If such organisms can be destroyed and the entrance of other organisms prevented, the food can be kept in good condition in- definitely. Sufficent heat for a suf- ficient length of .tithe will destroy any form of life. Successful canning, therefore, de- pends on destroying all microscopic life and , using airtight containers which prevent re -infection. The aim in canning fruit and vegetables is toassure this result while preserving natural oiler, shape, and fresh flav- or. Safe canning depends on strict attention to every step in the process. Vegetables and fruit should be can- ned fresh. The fresher they are; the better will be the finished product and the smaller the chance of fail- ure. For best results, fruits and veg- 5..«.xser MAKInG CANADA A Better Place in 'Which to Live and Work A Series of Letters from Distinguished Canadians on. Vital Problems Affecting the Future Welfare .of Canada Specially Written for 'Canadian Weekly Newspapers Association. LETTER NO. 17 Dear Mr: Editor: I was very pleased, indeed, to hear that you are president of so influ- ential a body as the Canadian Week- ly Newspapers Association. They are a fine lot of .fellows as I learned personally a couple of years ago when they met here. But as for giving advice to men who are specialists in their own field, I am afraid that I am not quite senile enough yet to try that, There is one thing, however, that I have always thought about weekly news- papers. They, ought to be the safest and most lucid guides to public opin- ion in what might be called "the small town or city" areas.. We daily chaps get to know our cosmopolitan populations fairly well by dint of rubbing them the wrong way and hearing abut it. But I feel at -sea as regards, say )3owmanvilIe ox Richmond, The weeklies could hold a mirror up to local opinion in such fashion as to enlighten their brethren of the dailies, not to mention politieians4, statesmen—if any, publicists and other parasites who live liy' guessing which way the public wind is blow- ing, As for guidingthat wind, they are in the best position to do it. -If the local editor is not the most M. fluential man in his community, he. ought to be ashamed of himself. In any case I wish you and your association every sort of luck. Sincerely yours, A.. R. CARMAN, Editor, Montreal Daily Stat.. etables should be canned the day they are gathered. No equipment for home canning is needed other than that found in the ordinary kitchen—sharp knives pre- ferably of stainless steel, a colander, bowls, measuring cups, enamel pie plates, wooden spoons, a wide-mouth- ed funnel for filling jars, and a jar lifter to save burned fingers in lift- ing jars from the sterilizer. Full information of every phase of canning is given in the publication— methods of cooking, jar rubbers, jars, sterilizing, processing, time tables for canning the various fruits and vegetables, and other necessary facts. A LITTLE SILVER A parable taken from a Jewish folk -play, prestunably "The Dyb- buk," follows: "One day a certain old rich man, of a miserly disposition, visited a rabbi, who took the rich man by the hand and led him to a window. 'Look out there," he said, And the rich man looked otic into the street. "What do you see?" asked the rabbi. "I see men, and women, and little children," answered the rich man. "Again the rabbi took hint by the hand, and this time led him to a mirror. 'What do you see now?' " Now I see myself," the rich man replied, "Then the rabbi said: 'Behold- in the window there is glass; and in the mirror there is glass. But the glass of the mirror is covered with a little silver, and no sooner is the silver added than you cease to see others but see only your- self."—The Churchman. • MARRIED TO A TREE There are certain tribes in India the male member of which sometimes contract marriage with a .tree. When a man loses two wives by death and wants to marry a third, the fear lurks that she too may die. So be- fore the marriage the man is married to a banana tree or some other plant. All the ceremonies pertaining to an - actual marriage are gone through, and at the end the tree is cut down and mourned over. Now the way is clear for the man's real marriage, the new wife being considered fin. mune from evil influences. Front Bombay comes news of an extraordinary wedding ceremony a_t Bardoli, near Ahmendabad, the prin- cipals being a Brahmin girl and a pipal tree the sacred fig of India, The girl became blind through smallpox at the age of six, and her father, knowing that no one would accept her in marriage, expressed a desire before he died last year, that she should wecl a pipal tree, He advised her to stay at home all her life, dedicating her .spare moments to the contemplation of Divine Provi- dence. A caste dinner was held in honor of the marriage, which was celebrat- ed with the prescribed Hindutites. Sometimes when a suitable husband for a girl cannot be obtained, she is married to a sword, a bow and ar- row, a grinding -stone, or other in- animate object. She is thus freed from the reproaches which would otherwise be showered on her by her caste people, for in India marriage is regarded a sacred duty which must be enteredinto by every man and woman. "Not tomorrow or tb ext day e m . but RIGHT Now!" Tom Watson emphasizes the fact that he doesn'twant delay, but intends to get the answer right away, by Long bistance. So a call is put through and a deal, which might have hung fire for days, is closed promptly. As Tom Watson puts it: "With Long Dis- tance -there's no room for misunderstanding.' It gets results. And the cost? An insignifi cant part of our operating budget, although- i we do use it so frequently!" Reductions in telephone rates—local and long distance — le 1935, '36 and '37 have effected savings to telephone sers. g u in Ontario and pp Quebec of nearly one mt' di on dollars yearly.