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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Clinton News Record, 1937-11-25, Page 7fiIIUItS., NOV. 25, 1937. THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD PAGE 7 HOUSEHOLD ECONOMICS Enjoy tea at its best THE TWENTY-THIRD PSALM The f olio wing was prepar- +•edby Mrs. (Rev.) Sowers and was •=one of her last addresses given at a meeting of the Port Elgin Auxiliary. In former years Rev. and Mrs. Saw- ers were stationed at Brucefield. It was read in her memory at the Dia- mond Jubilee of the Woman's Mission- :•ary Society held in Brucefield recent- . ;"ly Psalm 23 This is a very short Psalm, yet full +•-of spiritual power and .comfort. It is probably the best known of any of maketh me to He down in green pas the 150 Psalms. It is taught to the tures. I shall not want drink. He leadeth me beside they still waters I shall not want forgiveness—he restoreth my soul. I shall not • want guidance — He guideth (or leadeth) me in the paths of righteousness for His name's sake. I shall not want companionship —Yea tho' I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil, for Thou art with me. I shall not want comfort—Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me.. I shall not want food -Thou pre- parest a table before me, in the pre- sence of mine enemies. I shall not want joy - Thou an- nointest my head with oil. I shall not want anything—My cup runneth over. I shall not want anything in this life—Surely goodness and • mercy Shall follow Ina all the days of my life. I shall not want anything in Eter- nity -"For I shall dwell in the house ipian Christians, "My God shall sup- of the Lord forever."—This is what ply all your need according to. his David said he would find in the Good riches in glory by Christ Jesus." Shepherd. Mrs. Watts'. comments on this psalm The 23rd Psalift is fulfilled in niay be quoted. A gentleman walking Christ, In Christ's own words He 'through the country in Western Can- says—Thou shalt not want Rest, ada saw a flock of sheepand a little. Matt. 11-28. "Come unto Me all ye boy, lying near, watching them. He that labour and are heavy laden and stopped and spoke to the boy, and,I will give you Rest." said, "Do you know, seeing you here! Thou shalt not want drink, John with the sheep, made me think of an-, 727. "If any man thirst let him other boy, who long ago tended' come unto me and drink." • sheep, and he wrote something very 1 Thou shalt not want. forgiveness, ' beautiful. He wrote, "The Lord is Matt. 9-6. "The Son of Man hath my Shepherd." Did you ever hear power on earth to forgive sins." that?" "Oh, yes," said the boy, "II Thou shalt not want guidance, John repeat that to my mother every l 14-6, "I am the way, the truth and night." "We11, now," said the gend the life." Heinen, "when you repeat that:I want, Thou shalt not want companion - you to hold up your left hand and ship, Matt. 28-20, "Lo I am with you put the words on your fingers. When alway." you touch your thumb, "The"; your Thou shalt not want comfort, John first finger "Lord"; the next "18"; 14-16, "The Father shall give you an - the third finger "my"; and the fourth : other comforter." ""Shepherd"—When youcome to the Thou shalt not want food, John 6- third finger, I want you to hold that 35, "I am the Bread of Life, he that finger and say "The Lord is my cometh to me, shall never hunger," Shepherd.", The boy promised he would do so. A. year later the gentleman was pas- • sing through the same part of "the country, but not seeing, the boy, he went to the little shack -that was his about the little boy." "In the early part of the winter there had been a blizzard and some ex the sheep were out. The little boy with others had gone put to look for them. In some way he was separated from the rest, and not till- the next day was he found in a little drift of snow, and when they got him out, they found he was •holding with his right hand the third finger of the left hand, and they knew that alone in the cold and storm he had remem- bered, "The Lord is my Shepherd." The Lord . is my Shepherd h shall not want. I shall not want Rest. He little child in the home, and in the Sabbath School. It it repeated at the bed -side of the sick and dying. One poet has said: "0 blessed psalm, be- loved of old and young what mighty stays, "thy rod and staff" have been to hoary saints! how childhood's lisp- ing tongue has sweetly prattled of ' Thy pastures green." This Psalm is supposed to have been • Written in David's later years, and as Id often the case, his mind went • back to his youth, when he was keep- " ing his father's sheen and he said, "The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want." How much want there is - in the world to -day not only physical want, but spiritual. How many are trying to satisfy the hunger of the soul with the husks of worldly things. No doubt it was the same in David's ••day but he was able to say with con= fidence, "The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want." We find the Apos- tle Paul expressing the same confi- dent assurance when he tells the Phil - Thou shalt not want joy, John 15-11 "That my joy should remain in you, and that your joy might be full," Thou shalt not want anything, John 10-23, "Whatsoever you shall ask the Father in my name—He will give it home, to ask for hint. The door was yotr ff opened by a motherly looking woman, «Thou shalt not want anything in He told her why he had called, : and this life, Matt, 0-23, "Seek ye first she said, "Come in and I will tell you the Kingdom of God and His Right. l eousness, and all these things shall Fat Poultry Is Not Always be added unto" Properly FinishedThou shalt not want anything in ;Eternity, Eternity, John 14-3, "I go to prepare It is difficult to produce well -finish- a place for you, that where I am, ed chickens from birds which have there ye may be also." been allowed to fatten over a long periodand in Which large deposits of COUNTY NEWS fat have accumulated in the abdomen ,and elsewhere on the body while oth •er• parts show scarcely any fat. When frozen the parts without fat turn dark in colour, and in the pro- -cess of cooking the fat melts and runs' away and tends to leave the flesh dry and hard. In properly finished poultry, how- ever, the fat is deposited in small -globules between the fibres of the flesh, and in addition is evenly distri- buted over the whole carcass forming a distinctive layer just under the, skin. This latter is very important :as it provides the bloom and adds to -the general appearance of the carcass, giving a velvety feeling to the touch and brings about the desired unif or - nifty in color when frozen. Such poultry, properly frozen and ',stored, has all the appetizing appeal -of the fresh killed product. ,When properly finished chickens! are cooked the fat intermingles with the tissues of meat and the bird comes to, • the table tender and juicy and `"with `the delicious flavour found only In stichbirds. , RECTOR INDUCTED On Sunday morning, November 14, the Rev. Alfred Alexander Maloney was inducted as rector of .the parish of Lucknow, Ripley, Port Albert and Dungannon, at a special service held in St. Peter's Anglican Church, Luck - now. A shortened form -of morning -pray, er was read by the assistant, Rev: P. H. Rickard, Mr, Maloney reading the lesson. After the singing of the sec - end hyiitn, the induction service pro-, per was conducted by the Venerable Archdeacon W; J. Doherty, B.A., D,D., of London. Lucknow Sentinel. NEW HOME FOR BRUIN. Do you want to see areal live bear cub? R. Marks, who has been up north near Wiarton, on a hunting ex- pedition, together with Joe Thuell. captured one and brought it home. It weighed fifty pounds and is now in captivity at Mr. Marks', at Walton. —Brussels Post. HEALTH HOUSEHOLD HINTS To clean chimneys and stovepipes, put a piece of zinc' on the live coals in, the stove. Grease the lip of cream or milk pit- cher with butter to prevent the drip. Jam ferments rapidly if kept in a damp larder. A two -pound jar of lime placed on the floor under the shelves will quickly .absorb any damp- ness. Beet root will keep fresh for quite a long time if a little mustard is mix- ed with the vinegar Poured over it. If no paste is available, the white of an egg makes ah excellent adhes- ive. English Monkey 1 cup bread -crumbs 1 cup milk 1 tablespoon butter Half cup cheese 1 egg Half teaspoon salt Fewgrains cayenne. Soak the bread crumbs in the milk for 15 minutes. Add the cheese cut in small pieces, the egg beaten and the butter and salt. Cook until it thickens, about 3 minutes. This is easiest made in the double boiler but it will take longer" to cook. English Monkey is a good supper dish and it may be all mixed together in the morning and left in a cool place until ready to cook. Serve with toast or hot biscuits. Christmas Cake Christmas is just a little better than four weeks away. It is high time the Christmas cake was in the oven if it is to have the right flavour in time for Christmas day, for that is one cake which improves with aging, The following recipe is such a gen- eral favourite, and so many ask for it each year, that it begins to look as though it couldn't be improved an. Some tell us that they add other things, such as cherries, preserved' grapes, dates, e t c . Experienced cooks may find many ways of improv- ing it, but for a foundation recipe that gives sure results, it cannot be beaten. Christmas Cake 3I lb. butter 1 lb. sugar (2 cups), 7 eggs 1 cup sour milk 1 teaspoon soda 1 teaspoon salt 1 grated nutmeg 1 teaspoon ground cloves 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon. Quarter lb. orange peel Quarter lb. citron peel Quarter ib. lemon peel Half lb. blanched and chopped al- monds. 4 cups of flour (1 lb.) 11/2 lbs. seeded and chopped raisins. 11/ lbs, currants. Thoroughly cream the butter, acid the sugar, gradually creaming togeth- er. Beat in the eggs one at a time beating until light and foamy. Add the, milk and salt. Sprinkle the fruit with a small amount of the sifted flour and sift soda into the flour. Add spices to the moist mixture, then the fruit and nuts and mix thoroughly. Bake in a moderate oven for two to three hours, depending on the size of the cake. The recipe makes quite a large' cake, three medium or four smaller cakes. ALL BRAN WAFFLES S IIPREME 2 eggs 11/2 cups milk 3-4 can all bran 1/ cups flour d taps.' baking powder • 1 tsp. salt 2 tbsps. sugar Half cup melted fat Separate eggs. Beat egg yolks well: add milk and all bran; let soak until most of moisture istaken up. Sift flour with baking powder, salt and sugar. Add' sifted dry ingredients to liquid mixture and stir only until flour disappears. Adel melted and cooled fat. Fold in stiffly beaten egg whites. Bake on a hot waffle, iron until no steam is visible. Yield: 7 waffles (61/ inches in diameter.) ALL BRAN GRIDDLE CAKES 2 eggs Quarter cup sugar„ 2a cups milk i 3 cups flour 1 ' FLOWERS Can we ever tell the true value of flowers in a sick roost? They carry 'a message all their own, Many a time the eyes of a weary patient, generally in pain, will wan- der around' his or her room and will. rest on a bouquet' of flowers which has been sent by some loved one, friend, or interested one. Flowers in 'any case carry with them a message. The patient's thoughts wander from the flowers to the sender, and from the sender to the association and many a happy in- cident is brought to mind. In themselves flowers spread a- broad a beauty which is unexcelled by anything but perhaps a sunset. The difficult shades even in one individ- ual flower are so worked in together as to create a thing of beauty. Who is there can lock on; a flower and say there is no God? Nobody but God could create anything in com- parison with a flower. ' Flowers carry with them a message of love, a message of friendship, and a message of sympathy. They also bring to us the realization • of the goodness of our Heavenly Father who made them and who intended that they should bring cheer to 'the well andto those who are laid aside. Their beginning in many cases is very small. They are just a tiny seed planted in Gtods earth and without his bountiful goodness they would become nothing, but He sends rain and sunshine, they soon shoot up, bloom and blossom into flowers of rare beauty to go about doing their mission of love. "He who giveth the tall field -lily Grace and glory no man hath seen; He who painteth the wayside grasses Splendid purple and gold and green; I'•Ie who findeth the houseless spar - TOWS Out of the yield of the fruitful earth, He who see'th them fall and perish Reckoned by man as of little worth. He who careth for birds and blossoms, Frail and fleeing that pass away, Shall He not count us of 'much more value', Made in His image to live alway? Faithless child of a loving Father, "How much more" shall your need be met! Be not anxious—your fears dismis- sing, Trust His promise and cease to fret. •—,aP.D, Gfr• The Awful Child Wants To Know "Why is the Government giving Army recruits a special diet?" "To make them fit and strong." "Why?" "To fight somebody, I suppose." "Why weren't they fit and strong before?" "Because they didn't have enough to eat when they were children." "Why didn't the Government give them a special diet then?" • "Because nobody realized they would be wanted as soldiers." "Does the Government feed only people up when they've got to fight somebody?" "Obviously." "If they had been given a special diet when they were children would they be fit and strong now?" "Yes, and half as big again. There would also be enough reeruits to fill the Army twice over." „Why? f, "Because all those rejected as un- fit would be fit." "Well if they fed all the children now they would have plenty of sol- diers when they grow' up, wouldn't they?" "Yes?" "Well, why don't they do it?" "Because that would be waste of money." „Why?" "You can't expect, the government to feed children who- may not be wanted as soldiers." COOKING •MMNI.Vsnann/V WM.MMNW MPM CARE OF CHILDREN A HEALTH SERVICE OF INC CANADIAN MEDICAL ASSOCIATION AND. LIFE INSURANCE COMPANIES IN CANADA THE WILL TO BE WELL Are you a person who enjoys poor health? There are many such. At least they seem,to take certain sat- isfaction out of telling their friends and neighbours just how poorly they are. Such an attitude of mind is not likely to help one to be well. People should will to be well and adopt an outlook on life which refuses to accept poor health as something inevitable or a subject to talk about as if it were an asset. Telling yourself and others about your physical or mental ailments may appear to enlist a certain amount of sympathy but that is really poor com- fort. It is not likely to produce in. you a feeling of well being. Don't make the most of your ills. Crowd them out of your brain if you possibly can. The way to harbourills and -sake the most of them is to keep an talking' about them. If you are determined to be well you must adopt an optimistic cheerful' outlook—mini- mise your troubles laugh at them— will to be well—and see what a help it can be to you and your happiness. 2 tbsps. baking .powder 12 tsps. salt ' r 1-8 cup melted fat 1/2 cup all bran Beat eggs and sugar until light and fluffy; add milk and -nix well. Sift flour with baking powder and salt;, add to first mixture, stirring until flour disappears. Add melted and coeliac" fat. Mix carefully. Fold in all bran. Bake` on hot griddle, turning but once. Serve• with butter and syrup. Yield: 15 pancakes (5 inches in diameter).' U Waffles, too, are dependent for their delicious crispness on being done -to -a -turn. Try' this recipe and see what golden brown beauty and melting flavour is the result. THE HAVEN'T TIME CLUB 1 Cancellation of membership in "The Haven't Time Club," whose meetings are held in hospitals and cemeteries, is urged by the Industrial Accident Pre- vention Associations in a recent book- let issued to their members through- out Ontario. Members of "The Haven't Time Club," the booklet points out, "are persons who haven't time to consider the safety of themselves or of others. They go about their daily rounds in a hasty and unplanned manner, refuse to take reasonable precautions for the protection of life and health, yet howl when. they are hurt thaouglh their own thoughtlessness. The club is a world-wide organization made up of a large membership of thoughtless people." In Ontario's industries, it is esti- mated, there are over 50,000 "annual memberships" registered on the ros- ter of the club, and members lose more than 20,000,000 hours each year simply because they "haven't time." The following are examples- of members, "activities" carried on in the home as well as the factory and shop, and each points to the obvious moral that "a little forethought can prevent a lot of woe," 1. Starting the day wrong with a "grab -and -run" breakfast. 2. Trying to carry more bundles or parcels than you can reasonably and safely handle is courting trouble. • 3. If you stand on boxes or chairs instead of safe ladders to reach a top shelf or hang curtains, you are teet- ering on the verge of an accident. 4. Eating before you wash your hands, a touehy point with boys, can be just as dangerous to adults who fail to take such precautions. 5. The most trivial accidents, bash- ing your thumb with a tack hammer or even a pin prick, should be 'given immediate attention and first-aid treatment. "If you have been a member of this famous 'Haven't Time Club," drop your membership at once, for the per- son who takes time to be careful can get more work done in the same time and will be happier in the long run," the I,A.P.A. booklet urges. Attractive Doors An Asset Houses are sometimes judged by the appearance of the front door. If the door is cracked and the paint peel- ing, one does not expect to find any-: thing better beyond it. But if the door is well kept, the visitor expects to find the whole house in good order, If the door is the regular type, with a large plain or leaded window, it can either be painted a solid colour or grained. A more modern, solid wood door with a very small window can be scraped and stained. A knoc- ker adds materially to the appearance of this type of door. Then, of course, the doors inside the house should be painted or stain- ed from time to time to keen them in a good state`of nreservatibn. Light woodwork is very much in fashion now. A swinging door between the kit- chen and dining-roo415 a great con- venience and helps to keep the aroma of cooking from going through the rest of the rooms. An attractive open doorway be- tween the living and dining rooms of a summer home was of field stone and timber. Thestone, took the place of woodwork on either side of the entrance, while a beam formed the top of the arch. THIS MODEST CORNER IS DEDICATED TO THE POETS Dere They Will Sing You Their Songs -Sometimes Gay, Sometimes -Sad-But Always Helpful and 'Inspiring. BLESSINGS ON OUR WOODS Blest be our woods of .hemlock, ma- ple, pine, Balsanf and birch, dear Lord, our woods are Thine! Blest be their bubbling springs, their rippled lakes, Their ponds, - and every laughing brook that makes Rainbows and foam • and crystal homes for trout; Blest be the trails that wander in and out Among gray boulders drowned in soft green seas Of velvet moss! Oh, blest be all of these! Blest be the' woods and they that dwell therein, The scolding squirrel and his gentler kin, The friendly chipmunk and the timid hare; Blest be the graceful mink, the shambling bear, The beaver on his dam, the drum- ming grouse, The hawk that loves the sky, the white -foot mouse, The antlered buck that paces, proud and tall, With does and dappled fawn, blest be they all! Lord, bless the woods for perfect loveliness, For balm that heals the soul in care and stress; Keep them forever fragrant, cool and sweet! From thunderbolt ' and flame, from gale and sleet, From avalanche, f r o m torrent, drought and blight, From all that is unclean, from ruth- less might That gives to desolation: valley, glen And mountainside, God bless our woods! Amen. —Arthur Guiterman in N.Y, . Herald - Tribune. AND HE SAID: "FIGHT ON"! Time and it's ally, Dark Disarmament Have compassed the about, Have massed their armies, and on battle bent My forces put to rdut; But though I fight alone, and fall, and die, Talk terms of Peace? Not I. They war upon my fortress, and their guns Are shattering its walls. My army plays the coward's part and runs, Pierced by a thousand balls They call for niy surrender; I reply, "Give quarter now? Not L" They've shot my flag to ribbons, but in rents . It floats above the height. Their ensign shall not crown my bat- tlements While I can stand and fight. 3 fling defiance at them as I cry: "Capitulate? Not I." —Pauline Johnson. THE GIRL OF TODAY You have my sympathy,little girl, The men don't like your clothes, Nor your hair combed over your pret- ty ear— Poke fun at your powdered nose. I know that your grandma wore a train And she swept the. sidewalk clean, And the men they sneered, and the men they growled, Men always have, I ween, But she went right on in her own sweet way, Just as you do, my dear, And she mopped up measles and ty- phoid germs, And scattered them everywhere. When she put on bustles and big hoop skirts The men folks jeered and mocked, And when she banged and bobbed her beautiful hair Strong virile men were shocked. So you're just as sweet as your grandma was— And she was winsome and true— And you'd look like sin if you dressed l'ilte her— And she wouldn't have dressed like ,you! Her heart was cleanand her soul was white, And her fair: fame stands, undim mel, For its notthe cut of your gown that counts— It's the way your soul is trimmed. Exchange. THE RAINY DAY The day is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains and the wind is never weary; The vine still clings to the moulder- ing wall; But at every gust the dead leaves fall,' And the day is dark and dreary, My life is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind is never weary; My thoughts still cling to the moul- dering Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart; and cease repining; Behind the clouds is the sun still shin- ing; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fail, Some days must be dark and dreary. —Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. THE LITTLE OL' HOME PAPER When you're feelin' kind o' lonesome An' the atmosphere is blue; When life's no bed of roses, An' folks seem down on you, I know what will make you happy, An' chase away the frown— Read the little of newspaper - From our of home town. You won't laugh about the thrifflin' th'ings The paper has to say, For every line's a message Froin the of home far away. Even Si's new chicken coop Will not provide a smile, An' the great big city dailies Lie unopened all the while. Bill's girl has gone to college, An' Joe's boys home from Franc The Ladies' Aid will hold a social An' the Masons give a dance; So yon read the local happenings, An' never miss a line, An' cause they're all your neighbors You'll be glad that crops are fine.' Then before you know It You've read it through and thro' An' all the world seems brighter An' life seems good to you, So for a pill of pleasure To chase away the frown, Take the little of newspaper Froin your or home town. —Cherry Wilson in Spokesman -Re. corder, RAINY BARNYARD The ducks go swaggering like little boys With hands tucked in the pockets of their pants; The geese set up a busy gabbling , noise And strut through pools with chin. high arrogance. The chickens hunch beneath the cow-, shed eaves Like Summer folk who wish they had not come; The turkey hen upon a rafter grieves With half -shut eyes, disconsolate and glum. The little pigs in Indian file go by, Excited by the first rain they have seen; Their tails are curly, whether wet or ; dry, And they are—first and last time! —pink and clean. Over the half -door curvesanequine head To watch the rain, and whinny, un- • •depressed; To Dobbin, rising very late from bed, Rain brings an unexpected day of , rest. —(Gerald Raftey, in New York Sun). MOCKERY Why do we grudge our sweets so to the living, Who, God knows, finds at best so much of gall, Andthen, with generous, open hands kneel, giving Unto the dead our all? Why do we pierce the; `waren hearts, sinor sorrow With idle jests, or scorn, or cruel sneers, And when it cannot know, on some tomorrow, Speak of its woe through tears?, What do the dead care for the, tender token— The love, the praise, the floral of. ferings? • ! ' But palpitating, living hearts . are; broken ,- For want of . just these things. 1 —Ella Wheeler Wilcoil ' `,