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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Clinton News Record, 1936-03-12, Page 711.1fRS.,1kfARCi� 12, 1936, THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD PAGE 7 Edited by Rebekah. Care of. Children Household Economics For a new delight in Tea try Salada Orange Pekoe z lend A Cohnnn Prepared Especially for , Women— But omen -- But Not Forbidden to Men IDEAL.HOMES Ideal homes are precious places,. lack, perhaps, of silk -and laces,, 'chipped ald saucer, cracked old plate, nothing new nor up-to-date, patched -old curtain, blunt old knife—happy husband, happy wife. IdeaI homes are none too neat, car- • ;pets scuffed by little feet, scratched 'old table, chipped old chair, merry "laughter on the air; here a toy and there a toy—dimpled lassie, sturdy 'boy. Ideal homes lack new inventions, but they're bright with good inten- tions. Mother has a magic key, oil the lovely things they see when mother opens ;vide the door that leads to Happy -Times -In -Store. Ideal homes are busy places, yet one sees such smiling faces. Mother,. 'works at home all day, while father's working bard, away, Evening conies -and work hours cease—ideal -homes' • are blest with .peace. —Wilhelmina Stitch., The above little whimsical rhyme, es you will admit, contains a very rich . kernal of truth. And the pity of.it is that the writer has laid down' her pen and will write for 115 no more. I have often quoted from the writ -I dugs of Mrs. Collie, wife of Frank 'Collie, M. D., London,. England,' whose pen naive was Wilhelmina! Stitch, and I aln sure my readers! have appreciated ,these quotations. The above is frons a little boo c which was given me at Christmas. I had a couple, but this one, "Simply Life," was new to nib. This gifted lady was born dnd- edu- bated at Cambridge, England, but she spent ten years, from 1913 to 1923, in Winnipeg, where she en- gaged in journalistic work, having been literary editor -of the 'Western Home Monthly in addition to writ- ing for other papers. Her pen name, "Wilhelmina Stitch," was first used in the Winnipeg Tribune. Later it became. famous in -the London Daily Express, to which she was a regular contributor. She was first married to Arils' Cohen, I.C., a Winnipeg lawyer, who died in 1918. They had one son. Later she married Dr. Col- lie and has since lived in England. She visited Canada only a year or so ago. There is something very hearten- ing in her little running sketches; they always 'remind me somewhat of a robin's cheery notes, as he sits, perhaps upon a bare and dead look- ing limb, in the spring time. There seems little to make him so cheery, but he lifts his voice in song, and the song, the sunshine, the mere 'promise of better things ahead, chases away the shadows and clears the clouds from the heart and mind. Itis something to be able to send out a message which does that to hu- man people, now isn't it? May the gentle spirit find its true home in the realm to which it has gone.. —REBEKAH PACK UP YOUR WOOLLENS IN AN AIRTIGHT BAG— And Smile During Moth Time There is no royal road to combat moths in the household. The basis ^ef control rests in extreme care and -cleanliness. Certainly, naphthalene :and its cousin with the formidable acme, paradichlorobenzene, pro - :pounced para-di-klor-ben-zeen, a r e helpful because moths do, not like them, but at the same time, unless !they are properly used after due' pre -1 cautions have been taken, these chem- ical substances are as useless as many other popular remedies which include tobacco extracts; dried lav- ender leaves, cayenne pepper, black pepper, allspice, salt, borax, eucalyp- tus leaves, and red cedar leaves. The mere sprinkling of evil -smelling sub- stances means little in the gay life of a moth. But a moth bag, while it does not kill motifs, does stop the entrance of moths from the outside if it is absolutely hole -proof and air- tight.. Winter clothing will soon be teatith Service OF THE Gattabiatt i' is edirat , gil uctatipn. and Life Insurance Companies in Canada, Edited by GRANT FLEMiNG, M.D., 'Associate Secretaro SECURITY Security is usually . thought of in • an economic sense, but while econom- I is securityis most desirable, there •are other forms of security which are even more important to the welfare and happiness of the individual. John was admitted to a children's institution when he was about two years old. He was practically desert- ed as his parents showed no interest in him and never Visited the institu. Eon. John was strong and active. He was destructive with toys and with anything else on which he could get'. his hands. 'He had a violent temper and would bite and scratch, but, with- al, he was affectionate. In order to give this child a sense of belonging to someone, it was ar- ranged to have an interestedperson come to see him and take him dut occasionally. This - made -John feel that he was like the other children. Ile became willing and pleased to share with the other children any- thing that ny-thing.that was brought to him. No longer did he have to fight to gain at- tention. Results came gradually, not sud- denly, and the understanding care given in the institution was just as ggaaential aa were the attentions of the ' foste.'-mother. The point is that hav- ing a foster -mother gave .John a sense of, social security, something that is needed by every child, John'sgeneral attitude improved: His toilet habits and general habits of cleanliness were well established. What is most important, John is to- day finding happiness .in a world which, not so long ago, seemed to be all wrong for him. A child Who has parents may still feel insecure with regard to his par ants. How can a child feel otherwise but insecure and uncertain when he does something for which he is scold- ed one day and laughed at the next? What'security can a child feel in the parent who makes promises which are seldom kept? Money does not provide this seenr- ity. It is more .commonly found in homes where there' is no excess of this world's goods. It is in such homes that parent and child live more close- ly losely together and the child is' more apt to receive intelligent maternal care, which is his greatest blessing in life. Child -caring institutions do their: best to consider each child as an In- dividual, for each child has as much right, to his individuality as he has to his food. - Children's institutions have almost ceased to be an emotion- al outlet for certain board members;. they are, we are glad to say, conduct- ed solely for the good of the children. Questions concerning 'health, ad- dressed to the Canadian Medieal As- sociation, 184 College St., Toronto; will be, answered personally by letter. put away for the summer,and, un- less woollens, furs, and other gar- ments are thoroughly cleaned be- fore being stored, it is only asking for trouble. .With a forgotten 'gar- ment and a nice quiet dark place, the small caterpillars of the moth will work incredible havoc All woollen clothes should be washed, dried, care- fully brushed, and aired, preferably in the sun, and furs should be aired and thoroughly brushed before being put away in bags or other, air -tight containers, If• clothes are to be stor- ed in drawers, they should be wrap- ped in heavy unbroken, paper. News- paper of several thicknesses will do, and the edges of the paper sealed with gummed -paper strips. Where 'there is an opening a moth will find With regard to carpets and furniture covering, brushing or the constant use of the vacuum cleaner is an ef- fective preventive. Two species of moths -the web- bing clothes moth and the case -mak- ing clothes moth—occur in Canada, the webbing species being the more common.; They are seen in largest. numbers in spring and summer, but the winged moths do not feed.Dur- ing their brief life which varies from a few days to a month, they deposit tiny, oval, pearly -white eggs, some- times as many as 160, among the hairs or meshes of the material on which thelarvae feed later on. The eggs hatch in about a week to ten days, ' and the young larvae, which are very sensitive to light, seek pro- tected situations in the folds of fur and woollen garments, or inthe inter- ior of upholstered furniture, and commence feeding at once. They may be found in, all stages of devel- opment throughout the year, their larval life varying from a few weeks to as long as nearly two years prior to pupation and final emergence as winged moths. Often moths will be found issuing from neglected trunks or forgotten pieces of clothing in attics, base- ments, and closets and in the collec- tions of lint in floor cracks and be- hind baseboards. Infestations also occur in the woollen lint and debris that collects in the horizontal por- tion of cold air shafts connected with hot air furnaces in houses.• It takes constant care to keep the house free of them. Large bags can be procur- ed, or made, to store large garments, bu tfor smaller articles which then may be put away in drawers or trunks, large paper bags which come with groceries, do nicely. Shake them clean, put your clean garment inside and seal up the mouth. CAUTION IN CALEDONIA Leap year privileges for lassies in Scotland are gallantly bolstered by a quaint legal statute which legend attributes to parliamentary decree back in 1228 and which reads: It is statut and, ordaint that during the rein of hir maist blissit Mageste Margaret, for ilk years knowne as lepe yeare, ilk mayden ladye of boothe highe and hoveestate schal have liberte to bispoke ye man she likes. Gif he refuses to tak hir to beehis wyf he schal be mulct in ye sum of ane undrit pundes, or less, as his estait may be, except and al- wais gif he can. make it appease that he is bethrothit to anither • woman, then he schal be free. Most distressingly, a United Press dispatch points out that Queen Mar- garet of Scotland wasn't then on the throne, thus somewhat clouding a charming tradition, But the legend isrta' a bad one, with its implication of Scottish caution in the matter of plunging into matrimony. A. tale is told of a braw and canny young Scottish farmer who had been -court- ing a long time -- so long indeed that Maggie felt it "ower lang." She and he were .driving one day in his dog- cart. "Y.e're nae speakin' much th' day, Duncan," spelled Maggie. Two miles later: "I'm wonderin' if ye'd marry ire." Maggie?" "I'd be gey pleased, Duncan." Three miles later: " Y e're verra quiet the noon, Dun can." - "I'm wonderin' if I Baena' said ow••• ea• nuuckle a'ready, reflectively re- plied the admiring swain: On •. the whole there is something to, be oafs, in excuse for the dilatory suitor's slightly less than ,ardent wooing. It was all very well for Sir Walter Scott to apostrophize:, 0 Caledonia! sterni and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child! but everyone knows poetry a n d pounds mix none t o o easily. After )Duncan's somewhat uncertain en- couragement, Maggie might have, the following Leap Year, herself done the proposing. "Cif he then recused to tak hir to bee his wyf," and fine of "ane hundrit pundes" should be the penalty dug out of some musty old statute book—well, that's a heap o' siller for any man to find — even in Countries not lapped by the waters of the Silver Tweed. —Christian Science Monitor. CONTRIBUTIONS G.m... Dear Rebekah: I do enjoy your page, and the reeipe for plum pudding which' you gave at Christmas, was about. the nicest that I ever tasted and so I would like to add my bit, I am send- ing along two recipes, they are both good:. I have tried some of the recipes that have been sent in late- ty,,and they are certainly good. Wish ing you every success. - STEAMED PUDDING One "egg One tablespoon butter 3-4 cup sugar Two cups flour Two teaspoons baking powder One cup milk One quarter teaspoon salt. Beat well • together the egg, butter, and sugar, then add the milk, and finally stir in the flour, baking pow- der and salt. Flavour slightly with vanilla, grease a pudding dish well, put in a good Layer 'of fruit either raw or preserved, pour in the batter, and steam for not less than half an hoer, nor more than three-quarters. NUT CAKE One cup, sugar 1-2 cup butter 2 eggs 1-2 cup sweet milk One and a half cups flour 2 teaspoons baking powder 1-4 teaspoon almond flavouring 1 cup chopped walnuts. —Meg. Thank you, Meg. It is, nice of you to come all the way from Manitoba. We are glad to hear you enjoy the page, which, you know, is now "Ours," and hope you will come a- gain. i Dear Rebekah and Neighbours: May I come in for a chat this cold evening? I was delighted with Re- bekah's note regarding neighbors. I am afraid the art of being 0 real good neighbor is fast dying out. It reminds nye of something that hap- pened between twenty and twenty- five years ago. A neighbor sent for lie early in the morning on the twelfth of July. The stork was ex- pected to arrive and sure it did, a baby girl was born. I was asked to remain that night as the baby's fath- er was absent at work, and about twelve o'clock, an uncle of the new baby came to the door and said the stork- was hovering over their house, would I go over, and ' as. the new baby's grandmother was there; away I went About five in the morning another baby girl arrived and I looked after those mothers and. two babies for ten days, as well as looking after my own husband and children. I am not a nurse, nor do I profess to be a midwife, but I do try to be a real good neighbor. Here is a recipe which may be liked by some of the neigh- bors: • WHITE FRUIT CAKE One half potmd butter One cup of brown and white sugar 6 eggs • One half cup mills Your cups flour Two teaspoons B. Powder One and a half lbs. Sultana raisins. —Jim's Wife. Neighbors in the earlier days -sure- ly were asked to fill the breach in Various ways, and the earlier resi- dents of this. young country would have been badly off without these kindly women who went to the aid of their sister women. Nowadays expec- tant mothers are whisked tc the hospi- tal or a trained nurse is brought in when the stork is expected. But ev- en so, there are other ways of show- ing a neighborly spirit. It would be a pity to allow it to die out, for there's nothing 010011 finer. Until Farmer's Wife sends us her menu for a potato Meal, here are a couple of ways of serving them, which may help the housewife during the toying days of spring to keep hot family interested in potatoes: BELGIAN BAKED POTATOES Wash, pare and cut as for french fried potatoes; lay on a greased pan, sprinkle with salt and pepper. Dot with butter and bake. Almost the Same Thing: Cut colt, boiled potatoes in half. Set the halves in a pie tin with quite a bit of butter in it, and a little on top of the potatoes; place in a slow oven long enough to heat through and brown They are delicious. LOVE .OF CHILDREN Further intimate glimpses of King George in private life were given by Mr. Morshead, "King George," he said, "loved children, asethe greatest men so often do. Every year he used to give a prize to some selected can- didate from one of the local schools; and if one of those boys or girls were !'..ere at the microphone now instead f me, this is the account he could give you. He would say:— "'I was shown up into the King's study, quite a small room, and there was the King standing on the hearth- rug,and shaking hands with me and talking just as if he had known me all my life, I was ever so frightened before I went in, but the funny thing was that, directly he started talking I felt as if I'd known him all my life. He asked me all about home and whether any of our people were out of work and whether I was as proud of being a Norfolk person as he was, and a whole lot of other things; and. it seemed all the time as if he really wanted to know. "'And while I was talking I look- ed around at the cath re• hard -looking rug red leather chairs; and the grey par- rot on a stand, which seemed fond of hint; and the little dog which was looking at him; and the neat pile of books on the low table by his chairs; and a lot of scarlet dispatch boxes — one • of them was open and a great big paper was lying on it which he had been reading when I came in. "'Presently. he took up a Bible, 'raying that he was what he was go•-• ing to give nle;,but before doing that he wanted to tell me a story. "When I was your age," he said, "my grans,- mother (she was Queen Victoria, you know) gave me. a Bible, and she ad- vised me to react a chapter in it ev- ery night. 1.have - always done it wherever 'I have been—except, of course, during that had "illness!' 'I couldn't do it then. Now you can do as you like, but if your'make that ti ride of your life, and stick to it, I don't: think, you'll;regret it when you came to my age , and you've got a long way •to,. go yet." And then he laughed his great boyish laugh, and I came away." , —The London Times, by business. "They'll blow every time, with all that extra Ioad onthe wires," Moore thought. "He's nothing but a cheap - jack, or he'd have it put right," All the next day Spreake's was crowded. He was selling at bare cost, but he was getting the people in. He had his windows dressed a- gain, lavishly, before he left for the night. Moreover, immediately be- fore locking up he replaced the treacherous fuses with copper wire, thick copper wire, able to carry cur- rent enough to kill an elephant. His windows should not be dark that night. "We'll have to copy him," Clinton said. "We can't have a dark shop when he's lit up like that." Moore said nothing. He was wait- ing for the fuses to blow again; they always did, with much Less load on the wires. This night they did not. The win- dows went on blazing until long after everyone had goneto bed. Nobody, therefore, noticed when they began to flicker, It was, the people of Deansford are certain, the biggest blaze that ever happened in their town. The dry old building beat the firemen for strong sea wind helped the flames, the same salty vrind which, year after year, had damaged the insulation and - the wiring of the Bon Marche. Unhappy for Spreake, the fire spared the flooded basement, where the electrical switchboard and fuses were. Fire -insurance companies viiIl not pay out on your claim if, after you have been warned of the clan- gers of such a course, and they have already paid out on one claim made by you, you have ,.�eplaced'your flue wires with stout. copper. And there had been a small five previously at his Folltesborough, shop from this cause. - I Julius Spreake, when that fact had soaked into him, sold the Bon Marche at site value to the local council for tepid 'sea -water swimming -baths. I" On the !opening day. Clinton & Moore dressed their windows .with everything people want when they go in swimming. .' • "Swimming -baths',, never pay when there's the whole sea to splash about in," Clinton argued. "Rot, old man," . Moore said, "They'll like it warmed up." - "Then the country's degenerating," "It isn't; It's getting sensible."— London "Answers." LIVEWIRE - (continued from page 6) those fuses which had sold the place' to Spreake, The two old maids had determined to be bothered no more Purity Four the very "flower" of the weirld's best wheat—as always uniform and dependable—rich in nourishment and flavor..—for sakes, pies, flaky pastry and thread. A strong flour that gees farther. Best for all your Baking' 0 THIS MODEST CORNER IS DEDICATED TO THE POETS Here They Will Sing You Their Songs -Sometimes Gay, Sometimes -Sad— But Always Helpful and Ins Airing• A WINTER BIRTHDAY'' Now in the silence of the earth Before the spring, For all the blessings of any birth, My thanks I bring. Thou, Lord, has crowned me with stars, And set alight Clear -burning fires to melt the bars Of chilling blight. Thou hast withdrawn me from past stress To a green place, Where books and homely happiness Are means of grace. As the sun gilds the winter skies With sudden gleams, So Thou hast let me realize My youthful dreams. These are Thy birthday gifts to me, And I would pray That I may never knowingly Thy love betray. If prayers like flowers bloom About Thy Throne, May nay thanksgiving have the room, 0 Lord, of one. Kathleen Lee. A STORY OF TWO BOYS First Boy I left my dad, his farm, his plow, Because niy calf became his cow; I left my dad—'twas wrong of course, Because my colt became his horse. I left my dad to sow and reap Because my lamb became his sheep; I dropped my hoe and stuck my fork Because my pig became his pork; The garden truck I made to grow Was his to sell and mine to hoe. Second Boy With dad and me it's half'and half— The cote I own was once his calf; No town for mine; I will not bolt, Because nay horse was once his colt. I'm going to stick where I tin Because my sheep was once his lamb, I stay with dad—he gets my vote— Because my sow was once his shoat. It's fifty-fifty with dad and me— A profit-sharing company. —The Cowbell. A NEW MEMBER OF. THE ' INSTITUTE I've joined the Women's Institute, I want to tell the news. I've paid a silver quartet in -- that constitutes my "dues." For "Home and Country," I shall work with resolution strong, An active member I shall be — and not merely "just belong." Whatever training I have had, ex- perience, and such, I shall contribute to the cause, folks may not think it mach, • But someone may be needing aid, which I can, pass along, I'll be an active member, not content to ""just belong." A regular attendant I shall always strive' to be ,And try to always be on time -- my 'promptness all shall see; L'll memorize the creed, and code, I'll join in every song, Til be an active member, and do more•than "just belong." When volunteers, are needed for some new committee work, Some, cooking or some canvassing, I promise not to shirk, With head and heart and strong right hdncl, I'll help good work along, • I'll bo an active member and get oth- • ers to belong. - NEVER MIND Whatever your work and whatever its worth, No matter how strong and clever, Someone, will sneer if you; pause to hear, And scoff at your best endeavor, For the target art has a broad ex- panse, And wherever you chance to hit it, Tho' close be your aim to the bull's eye fame, There are those who will never ad- mit it. Tho' the house applauds while the art- ist plays And a smiling world adores him, Somebody is there with an ennuied air To say that the acting bores him.. For the tower of art has a lofty spire, With many a stair and landing, And those who climb seem small oft tine To one at the bottom standing. So work along in your chosen niche With a steady purpose to nerve you Let nothing men say who pass your way Relax your courage or swerve you. The idle will flock by the Temple of Art For just the pleasure of gazing, But climb to the top and do not stop, Tho' they may not be all praising. —Ella Wheeler Wilcox. WEBSTER'S FIRST PLEA When Webster, matchless orator, was young, Ere ail the land had heard his gol- den tongue, Or he had dreamed of "doctor" or "degree", That youth of promise made his maiden plea. A woodchuck which his brother , 'Zekiel caught, Before the bar of justice had been brought, Trembling in limb and filled with awful fright, Charged with the crime of foraging by night. The family garden, wherein it had fared And where the sly marauder had been snared, Gave proof that plunged the culprit in disgrace, Yet Daniel sought to plead his sorry case. The court convened, the counsels honored sire - Was called to occupy the bench as trier, And ne'er did judge more earnestly attend On pleas designed to punish or be- friend. Ezekiel, whose case seemed plain. and strong, Quite fully placed the prisoner' in the wrong, And seemed to show, beyond all question, why The self -convicted forager should die. Then Daniel, es the council for de- fense, Sought first to shake the plaintiff's evidence;, If wrong were done, 'twee nature's pressing need That drove the hungry creature to the deed "Shall we, a life which God saw fit to give, Blot out because that lift:has sought to live? Will Providence unnumbered blessings send - To him who will not one poor life. befriend?" The words of Daniel touched his father's heart, Ancl from his eyes they saw the tear drops start, As he.. announced in measured tones. and, slow • His verdict: "Zekiel, let that wood- chuck gol" -Nixon Waterman READ ALL THE ADS, IN THE NEWS -RECORD