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The Clinton News Record, 1937-02-18, Page 7'THURS., FEB. 18,.1937 THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD HOUSEHOLD ECONOMICS COOKING HEALTH CARE OF CHILDREN, PAGE 7 Canada's Favourite Tea SEA BUSIVIAN'S HOLIDAY BY ELIZABETH MARGETSON The Askaria was only two days out • from New York when Lady Aberdrew .lost her bracelet. It was a handsome piece, nearly two inches wide, set with •diamonds and emeralds, and had been the envy of all the women passengers. Even Honey Stirling, that ornament to the musical comedy stage, whose own jewellery was no unimportant , part of her baggage, had glanced at it with a distinctly green flash in her ,eye. Lady Aberdrew did the sensible thing. She.told no one of her loss ex- "oept the 'captain. There was no rea- son, she said, with dignity, to upset the wh ole ship. But she implored the captain to try to regain her brace- let, which had been a gift from her husband. Anthony Marshall, when he receiv- -ed a polite message requesting him. to interview the captain, heaved a gentle sigh. "Look here, Tony," said Captain -Swinton, pouring .two generous allot- ments llotstents of whiskey and two stingy al- lowances of soda, "I'm worried about the wretched bracelet. Sir Arthur is a director of the line, and it will go precious hard with me if the thing isn't restored to her ladyship before "we reach Southampton. You might have a nose round and see what you .can pick up." "But I'm on holiday," Anthony pro- tested plaintively. "Z know. And I wouldn't ask you if t could see any other way out. But there isn't a man living that 1 know -of who knows more crooks, on. both ,sides• of the water, than yourself, or swho can deal with then better. Be •a good chap; I'm really bothered." Anthony downed his drink, stood 'Up, and looked sternly down at the captain: His lean, good-humoured face was a trifle less good-humoured "than usual. "Flattery won't help you," he said. "And I'm on vacation. However, I like you, so Pll see what I can do. Have t he steward bring a copy of the passenger -list to my cabin, will you? And then I'lll look 'em over." So "Happy" Marshall of the Yard went off to his own quarters—and a new job. In two hours he had sorted out the passengers. In the smoke -room he found Slick Haynes and Buster Cole leaning, against the bar. Anthony joined them. "'Course, you would pick this tub," complained Slick. "But if you're gunning for us, Pll tell you flat out we haven't found a mug yet, nor like- ly to—this trip. Proper Sunday school treat it looks like being." 'Still counting on the cards to buy your wife's sables, then?" asked An- thony, and Buster laughed. "A. rabbit -skin muff is all mine looks like getting," he grumbled. "What's' become of all the folic who like to take a chance?" "Thought you night be changing your racket, perhaps," Anthony sug- gested gently. "Diamonds, for in- stance?" "Who—us?" the two sharpers ex- claimed indignantly. Slick added that he didn't believe in stealing, and eyen if he did he didn't know any "fences." "It's a mug's game, however you look at it," agreed Buster. Anthony left them, to continue ex- plorations. • On the promenade deck, Honey Stirling was being vivacious for the benefit of several interested young men. He looked them over with a casual eye. No diamond thieves in that li ttle lot. Lady Aberdrew, very English and tweedy, was stretched in a deck -chair,, reading a novel. Farther along, two elderly women, one tall and gaunt and A HEALTH SERVICE 'F THE CANADIAN MEDICAL ASSOCIATION AND LIFE INSURANCE COMPANIES IN CANADA OBEDIENCE . "Doctor, what can I do with my • child? He simply refuses . to obey -me. He won't da a- thing I tell him t -to." Such questions are asked frequent .A Great Book "How to Be- come a Hockey Star" by T. P. 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EOWAROSBURG CROWN BRAND CORN SYRUP THE FAMOUS ENERGY FOOD A productof The CANADA STARCH COM1'ANYLImiMe TORONTO Ts 1 in everyet • s do of office,and some- times it is difficult f t tox lei e n to P parents, the real meaning of obedience and: discipline. So many parents feel. that their children should "mind" ev- ery time a command is given, regard- less .of circumstances. Such an atti- tude is bound to bring trouble,—for healthy children- are too intelligent, too achieve, and too interested in their activity to do this all the time. The habit of absolute and unquestioning obedience is taught only at the cost of habits of independence, initiative and responsibility. It is a fact that many commands given by parents are unnecessary. Sometimes they are not even sensible. It is useless for an irate father to keep on commanding his child to "be still" or to "keep quiet". A young and active body cannot do this for more than a few minutes. Constant. nagging is 'not understood by the child and may be downright harmful. Spanking, bribery, threatening, searing the child, or arguing with him are not. 'wise methods to use incon- trolling the situation. A shouting and bullying father may instil fear for the moment, but he wilr never com- mand confidence and respect. Good discipline is best developed through the establishment of a regu- lar routine. Such procedures as dres- sing, washing, eating and going to bed need never become an issue in the household where a definite and con- sistent routine exists, In this way. control becomes :a question of con- forming to definite rules in the home rather than ,a "battle of wills" be- tween parent and child. Give only a few commands -the ab solutely !necessary ones --and 'mean every command. If you don't care much whether your child obeys you or not, then your child will soon learn not to care also. But you must be sure tho child understands exactly what you want. Sneak quietly and in clear and simple language. Leave no doubt that you expect obedience and then snake sure that you get it. Questions concerning health, ad- dressed to the Canadian Medical As- sociation, 184 College St, Toronto, will be answered personally by letter. the other short and plump, were tak- ing an uncertain Constitutional on the slightly rolling deck. In their beaded mantles, bonnets with nodding' feathers, a n d elastic -sided boots, they presented an incongruous 'con- trast to the modern ship, wind-swept sky, and vast groen ocean. "Wonder what they thought o f America?" mused .Anthony, twink- ling, and passed on. The ship carried the usual assort- ment of travellers, business men, stu- dents, tourists, honeymoon couples. Not a dishonest face among them, and not one that stirred any excite- ment in Anthony's photographic mind. At dinner, which he ate at the cap- tain's table, his casual eye swept the room for any` passenger he might have missed. Honey Stirling, a vis- ion in girlish chiffons, fingers, wrists, and neck sparkling bravely with jew- els, grew slightly vehement on cham- pagne. The two old ladies had changed their grotesque bonnets for neat lace cape with lavender ribbons. They drank water and chipped genteelly at their food with mi ttened hands. Slick Haynes and Buster Cole sulkily drank beer and ignored the dull married pair who shared their table. The first course was finished before an elegant young amn appeared at the door of the dining -saloon and walked quietly to a seat immediately behind the captain. Anthony looked quickly at him, betrayed no emotion, and concentrated on his sole bonne - femme. But a little spark appeared, in his grey eyes, and his mind snapped back to the nest. It was more than five years since he had seen Harry Phelps, smartest of international jew- elrobbers, receive with bland impertu- bability a sentence of three years for his part in the theft of the Cawn- pore rubies. After dinner, Anthony prowled'rest- lessly from lounge to boat -deck, from gymnasium to smoke -room. He noted that Slick and Buster were settling down to a quiet rubber with two smug -faced business men. It was not his business. Card -sharpers were smaII fry, and was he not on holiday? Or hoping to be, within the next twenty-four hours? Presently, with an absent-minded air, he drifted on to the promenade clack and joined the immaculate young man who had been late for din- ner. "How have you been, Harry?" he asked, leaning his elbows on the deck- rail and smiling gently. "Raymond," corrected the young man,equally casual. "Raymond Wells. Ray, to you. Haven't been. Harry Phelps for more than two years. How have you been, Happy?" Anthony said he had been fine and was enjoying a holiday. Raymond Wells said that he, too, was looking forward to a holiday when England was reached. "Myfirm is sure togive Inc good long one," he added. "I'm bringing back a very large order -better than they ever expected. I'In planning to take the wife to Italy, or perhaps Spain." "Wife?" Anthony was dumbfound- ed. Phelps explained that he had been a reformed character for two years and a married man for twenty-two months. "I met her just a few weeks after they let me out. She knows all about me. Raymond is her favourite name —that's why I'm Raymond now. I've been travelling in whisky for the' last year and a half, and, believe me, Hap- py, there's good money in it since the repeal in the States, and it's good not to have to be dodging you chaps. We've got a decent little place at Golden Green—you must come over for 'dinner soihne night. The missus will be delighted." "Charmed," said Anthony,' holding his emotions sternly in check. "And you won't forget —We Ray- mond --Raymond Wells," "I won't forget," promised Anthony and sauntered away. The next morning Honey Stirling was in hysterics. Between screams and tears she informed the entire company of passengers that her col- lection of jewellery"thousands of pounds' worth, my dear"—had d is- appeared from her cabin while she slept, S h e admitted blushing slightly, that she had failed to lock her cabin door, but pointed out that she had hidden her jewel -case absolutely safe- ly in the left -belt cupboard beneath the basin. Capt. Swinton's face looked drawn and a slight line appeared between Anthony's brows as they sat in an hour-Iong conference. • At luncheon that day the buzz of talk from every table completely ov- erwhelmed the efforts of the ship's orchestra, Every man regarded his Neighbour with suspicion, and the wo- men were conspicuously unadorned by rings or bracelets. The purser looked a trifle harassed. Slick Haynes and Buster Colewore an air of sullen de - fiance, but Raymond Wells remained dolly unconcerned. The two old ladies were among•the most indignant and agitated passen- gers. They talked of nothing but the robbery, their bonnets nodding fran- tically, and the large silver locket that the sh ort one wore constantly. heaving up and down on her bosom. Next horning they were even more agitated. The tall, thin one was in tears. Missing from ber cabin, when they woke,.. were the silver locket and a gold curb bangle. Captain Swiston had a bad half- hour. "I don't care about the bangle. The horrible thieves can keep it. But the locket—the locket holds a piece of our mother's hair!" wailed the tall one. "I cut it off myself, while she laY on her death -bed," wept the short one "Captain, you must get it back. You must arrest everyone in the ship— everyone. We'll offer a reward: we'll do anything, I knew something terrible would happen if we made the journey but Bertha -that's our married sist- er, captain --she lives in New York— insisted on us going and on paying our expenses, too. But to lose our dear mother's hair—" The captain's mid-morning peg was a large one, when at last he contrived to soothe the ruffled old ladies and escort them off the bridge. That afternoon Anthony straight- ened up, empty-handed, after a meti- culous ransacking of Raymond Wells' cabin, to find Raymond himsif in the doorway, regarding him with a slight smile. "I thought I might find you here," he said. I thought you were playing deck - tennis," said Anthony easily. "What I dislike about the members of your profession is that you've in- curably suspicious minds. You just won't believe what you're told," Ray- mond complained mildly. "Now, I'll explain it to you again. I'm running straight. I'm married. I'm not in- terested in anybody's diamonds, and I'm doing very well in the whisky busines. That's the truth, Happy, take it or Ieave it." Pll take it. But don't leave the ship until you've had a word with Me, will you." We dock to -morrow evening." "Just as you say. Now, why not try some other cabins?" "I believe I might do that," said Anthony, smiling. He was very busy for the next few hours. Although the sea remained calm, the two old ladies did not appear at dinner. It was assumed that they were still upset over the loss of their locket. All the next day they kept to their cabins, not even emerging to see the coastline of England ap- pear through the evening haze. Anthony paid several visits to the radio -operator's cabin, and glanced withit Aberdrew, Lady be drew who P Y at L d Y looked as upset as her dignity would P g Y allow, and at Honey Stirling, who, in tears and anger, was threatening the line and the entire crew of the Askaria with drastic reprisals if an arrest were not immediately made. When the ship docked, and the bustle of impending departures made itself felt -from stem to stern, Anth- ony stood quietly by the gap in the deck -rails to which the landing gang- way was being made fast. Raymond Wells, at his elbow, regarded with a cynical eye the three plainly clad, inconspicuous, but burly men who ascended it and stood alertly a few yards from him. Below, on decks a pretty girl was eyeing the ship with anxiety, and Raymond pointed her out to his com- panion. "That's the missus," he said. proudly. "Congratulations," returned An- thony. One by one the passengers de- scended the gangway, some to be met by vociferous friends, some to hurry to the Customs with a seasoned tra- veller air. Among the last to appear were the two old ladies. They sere swathed in lace veils and walked with bowed heads, -as if their pathetic loss was a grief too great to be born uprightly: They approached the gangway, and Anthony made a sign. "There are your men, sergeant," he said. Witha quick gesture, Anthony reached both hands out and snatched at the nodding bonnets and their care- fully draped veils, They came away in his hands, and with them came two neat grey heads of hair, reveal- ing one smooth and shiny pate, and on'' -e close -+copped masculine head. On the chin of each old lady a twenty- four hours' growth of beardsprouted exuberantly. "Baldy Marchant and Johnny Higgins," anounced the sergeant, with satisfaction. Anthony was rapidly tearing the plumed bonnets to pieces. , Then came a gentle clicking, and a stream of liquid fire, glinting in the last rays of sunset fell into, his hands. Lady, int.s for the /S 01110 i CHEESE AS YOU LIKE .IT Few foods are so distinctive as cheese for few foods can be used in such a variety of ways in the lunch- eon, supper or dinner menu. There was a time when cheese was usually served as a final tidbit to a substan- tial meal, but today its high food va- lue in addition to its savoury flavour is rightfully taken into account and this healthful food is one of the in- gredients used in making an unlimit- ed number of nourishing main cour- ses. The following recipes are a few examples of how cheese may be com- bine with cereals or bulky vegetables to make a satisfying dish. Although in some cases the amount of cheese called for in the recipe seems small in comparison to that of other ingre- dients, the cheese may contribute the most food value due to the fact ,that it is such a concentrated food. Cheese Ring With Vegetables 1 cup milk - 1 cup soft bread crumbs 1 egg 1tF cups cooked macaroni 1 cup Canadian cheese, diced 1 tablespoon minced parsley 1 tablespoon chopped pimiento 1 teaspoon minced onion 3 tablespoons melted butter Salt and pepper. Scald milk, Add to bread. Add well beaten egg and other ingredients. Pour into greased ring mould and ov- en -poach in a moderate oven (360 de- grees F.) for abort 50 minutes. Turn out on hot platter. Pour filling in centre and garnish with parsley. Filling 1 cup medium cream sauce 2 cups cooked vegetables such as 1 cup cooked peas 1 cup cooked carrots Salt and pepper. Ramekin of Egg and Spinach 2 tablespoons butter 2 tablespoons flour 1 cup milk 3/4 cup grated. cheese 1 1-2 cups cooked spinach, chopped 6 eggs Salt and pepper. Melt butter, blend in flour and seasonings and gradually add milk. Stir until mixture thickens. Add grated cheese. Place quarter cup of spinach in each ramekin. Drop raw egg on top of spinach. Season with salt anda eI p pp Oven -poach at 350 degrees g es F for 15 •minutes or until eggs are set. Cover with cheese sauce and serve. Baked Tomato and Cheese 6 slices bread 1 cup cheese 2 cups tomato juice 2 eggs 1-2 teaspoon salt 1-8 teaspoon pepper 1 tablespoon minced onion. Butter bread and cut into cubes; cut cheese into cubes and put bread and cheese in baking dish in alternate lay- ers. Beat eggs slightly, add tomato juice, salt, pepper and onion. Pour over bread and cheese' and bake in moderate oven at 360 degrees F. for about 40 minutes. Aberdrews's bracelet lay conspicuous among the rings and necklets of Honey Stirling. "Hard luck, 'Baldy,! said Anthony to the tubby little man, grotesque in his beaded cape and unwieldy skirt. "It was a darn good: try. Even I wasn't sure," "Old ladies don't travel around with cut-throat razors," he said, "and' triple -locked suitcases are child's play to me. And they don't—remember this, Johnny -wipe shaving soap on pieces of paper and throw them in the wastepaper.• -basket. Take them along, sergeant," He turned, to Raymond Wells. "And now, Ray," heremarked to the grinning ex -thief, "to meet that little wife•of yours and fix up a din- ner date at Golden Green." —London "Answers." The first official estimate' of the Argentine 1936.'7' wheat crop is gi- ven as 249,560,000 bushels, based on 15,727,900 acres expected to be har- vested with an average yield of i6.8 bushels per acre. This is the highest average yield on record in Argen- tina. T1 5 MODEST CORNER IS DEDICATED TO THE POET$ Here They Will Sing You Their Songs—Sometimes Gay, Sometimes Sad— But `'Always Helpful and Ins' pirn WHITHER SO FAST? What is our gain from all our rush and clamour? • What do they serve of 'progress or of need? Thought. is outpaced and beauty shorn of -glamour While we are strident in pursuit of speed Are we the wiser that we travel fast- er? Gather we virtue as we quicken pace? is any 'evil that we fain would master Sooner defeated by a headlong race? Haste we at cost of death and of bereavement? Are we absolved by shrugging that we must? ' What have we, then, for pride, or what achievement Nobler than sating of an, urgent lust? Faster and still faster! Stronger than a fashion, Shall this become our maxim and our creed? Wisdom it were to curb it as a passion Combat the sway and arrogance of Speed. —Anon. DAUGHTERS OF MARTHA 'Twas long ago, in far-off Bethany, The Master spoke those gentle chiding words To Martha. And a -down the misty years Her name has been synonymous with toil. I wonder, if today, He dwelt with us, Daughters of Martha, in a world gone mad— Striving to serve the needs of those we, love— Driven to making bricks without the straw -- Would He rebuke us for our anxious days, Our restless nights—fear-ridden, lest grim Want Reach out and strike our little ones? Ah no! Surely Iris understanding heart would see That always, some must serve, must find a way, And bear the brunt of things gone wrong. He would Forgive the hurried prayers, the har- assed thoughts That sweep at times between our consciousness o t • And God's s eta 11a1•ace.e gt And H would know That somehow through the chaos of it all, We strive to heed the lesson that He taught So long ago. Pausing the while we serve To c etch the echo of His voice—pray- ing The day will come, when we of Mar- tha's tribe, Our heritage revoked, shall sit in peace With Mary's daughters, at the feet of Christ. -Elizabeth V. Munro. MEMORIES Come back to me! Come back to me! The "Memories" of the whistling birds! Youth's free, happy childhood, inno- cent mirth, The merry tramping o'er the earth, And wandering to and fro, alert To all of Natur'e's wonders so: Come back to me! Colne back tome! The friends and friendships long' ago! The days; I spent, in blissful, sweet, content, With choicest blessings then bestow- ed; While in Life's School the days were spent, To fit for service,—wisdom lent. Ah! childhood days! offtimes I long For thee; and yet to grow, and be, And gi ve our share to this great needy world, Is best for you; is best for me; For as God's Golden Rule defines,—, Our lives must seek to aid mankind, —Joy Lynn. BEGIN TODAY Dream not too much of wh at you'll do tomorrow, How wren you'll work perhaps an- other year; Tomorrow's chance you do not need to borrow— Today is here. Boast not too much of mountains you will master, The while you Iinger in the vale below; To dream is well, but plodding brings us faster To where we go. T4tlk not too much about some new endeavour You mean to make a little later on; Who idles now will idle on forever Till 1 ife is gone. Swear not some day to break some habit's fetter, When the old year is dead and pass sed away; If you have need of living, wiser, bet- ter, Begin today! —Anonymous. THE ANGEL OF THE SOMBRE COWL When sight and sound by pain's op- pressive hand, Were dim, and low the shaded night light burned, A presence came beside my bed, and yearned To clasp and bear me to another land, But whispered gently, "It is not so planned," 1n sweet compassion was the soft glance turned On mine, till senses quickened and I learned ' The tenderness within the eyes that scanned. "0 Angel of the sombre cowlt close fold My hand and lead me into peace;" I prayed; But with a glowing glance of love un- told Alone to the unknown he passed. Now stayed, If former dread; whatever ev life may I.1okl I follow to the end all unafraid, —Alma Frances McCollum. LIFE Life is too brief Between the budding and the falling leaf, Between the seedtime and the golden' sheaf, For hate and spite. We have no time for malice and for greed; Therefore, with love, make beautiful the deed; Fast speeds the night. Life i9 too swift Between the blossoms and the white snow's drift, Between the silence and the lark's uplift, For bitter. words. In kindness and in gentleness our speech Must carry messages of hope and reach The sweetest chords. Life is too great Between the infant's and the man's estate Between the clashing of earth's strife and fate, For petty things. Lo. We shall yet who creep with cumbered feet Walk glorious over 'heaven's golden street, Or soar on wings. —Anon. STOP ULD A cold can take hold quickly and de- velop seriously. Don't let a cold take hold on you. At the first sign of a cold. go right to your druggist. Buy a pack- age of GROVE'S BROtSO QuINSNE. Grove's has what it takes to knock that cold right out of your system the first day. 538 TAIfE F :St % R51 -DAY PROU MO• Gl ININE