The Clinton News Record, 1934-05-17, Page 7'THURS., MAY 17 1934''.
THE CLI'NTC N NE RE('ORR I
PAGE `7
Health
Cooking
Care of Children
Household: Economics
Buy Finest Quality
"Fresh From the Gardens'
"THE LIFE
OF OUR LORD"
by
Charles Dickens
b
CHAPTER THE SEVENTH
Part One
As Our Saviour sat teaching the
'people and answering their quese
-thins, a certain Lawyer stood up, and
:said, "Masten what shall I do, that I
may live again in happiness after I
yam dead?" Jesus said to him "The
first of all the commandments is,
"The Lord our God is one Lord: and
'thou shalt love the Lord Thy God
with all Thy heart, and with alI Thy
Soul, and with all thy mind, and
with all thy Strength. And the se-
eond is like unto it. Thou shalt love
thy neighbbr as thyself?. There is
'none other commandment greater
than these."
Then the Lawyer said "But who is
my neighbour? Tel me that I may
"know." Jesus answered M this
Parable:
"There was once a traveller," he
said, "journeying from Jerusalem tq
.Jericho, 'who fell among Thieves;
and they robbed him of his clothes}
and wounded him, and went away,
leaving him half dead upon the toad;
A Priest, happening to pass that
way, while the poor man lay there,
•eaw him, but took no notice, and
passed by, on the other side An -
1 ether man, a Levite, came that way
and also saw him; but he only look-
ed at him for a moment, and then
passed by, also. But a certain Sam-
,aritan who 'came travelling along the
road, 'no sooner saw him than he had
compassion o n him, and dressed his
wounds with oil and wine, and set
himon the beast he rode himself,
and took him to an Inn, and next
morning took out of his pocket Two
pence and gave them to the Land-
lord, saying 'take care of him and
whatever you may spend beyond this,
in doing so, I will repay you wben I
come here again,"—
Now which of these .three men,"
said our Saviour, to the Lawyer, "do
you think should be called the neigh-
bour of him who fell among the
Thieves?" The Lawyer said, "The
man who sheaved compassion an
him." "True" replied our Saviour,
"Go thou and do likewise! Be com-
passionate to all men. For a]1 met
are your neighbours and brothers."
And he told them this Parable, of
which the meaning is, that we are
never to be proud, or think oursel-
ves very good, before God, but are
always to 'be humble. He said,
"When you are invited to a Feast or
Wedding, do not sit down in the
blest place, lest some more honored
man should conte, and claim' that
seat. But sit down in the lowest
place, and a better will be offered
you if you deserve it. For whoso,
ever exalteth himeelf shall be abas-
ed, and whosoever humbleth himself
shall be exalted,"_ ..
He also told them' this Parable.--
"There was a certain mart who pre-
pared a great supper, and invited
many people, and sent his servant
round to them when &tipper was rea-
dy'to tell them they were waited for.
Upon this they made -excuses.' ' Ono
said he bad bought a Piece of ground
and must go too look ,at. it... Another.
'that' he had bought five •yoke of Ox-
en, and must `.go : to try them An-
- other, that he Was. newly 'married;
• and could not come. When the Mas-
ter of the house heard this, he was
angry, and told the servant to go
into the steeets, and into the high
roads, and among the hedges, and in•
•vite the poor, the lame, the Maimed
and the 'blind to supper instead."
The meaning of Our Saviour in
telling them this .Parable,.was, that
these who are too busy with their
Own profits and pleasures, to think
of God and of doing good, will not
find- such favor with him as the sic),
and 'miserable.
It happened that our Saviour, be.
ing in the City of Jericho, saw, look-
ing down upon him over the heady
eof the crowd, from a tree into which
he had climbed for that purpose, a
man named Zacchaeus; who was re,.
garded as a common kind of man,
and a sinner, but to whom Jesus
Christ -called out, as He passed a-
long, that He would come and eat
with him in his house that day.
Those proud men,, the Pharisees and
Scribes, hearing this, muttered a-
mong themselves, and said "he .eats
with Sinners." In answer to them,
Jesus related this Parable, which b
usually called The Parable of 'the
Prodigal Son.
"There was once a man," he told
'Them, "who had two sobs: and the
younger of them said one day, 'Fath-
er, give me my share of Cour riches
new, and let me do with it what I
please.' The father granting his re-
quest, he travelled away with his
money, into a distant country, and
soon spent it in riotous living.
When he had spent all, there came
a time, through all that eountry, of
great public distress and famine,
when there was no bread, and when
the eerie and the. grass, and all the
things that grow in the ground were
all dried up and blighted. The Pro-
digal Son fell into such distress and
hunger, that he hired himself out as
a servant to feed swine in the field's.
And he would have been glad to eat,
even the poor coarse busks that the
swine were fed with, but his Master
gave him none. In this distress, he
said to himself. 'How many of my
father's servants have bread enough,
and to spare, while I perish with
hunger! ]; vent arise and go to my
father, and will say unto him, Fath-
er! I have sinned against Heaven
and before thee, and am no more
worthy to be called Thy Son!"
And so he travelled back again, in
great pain and sorrow and difficulty
tohis father's house. When he was
yet a great evay off, his father saw
him, and knew him in 'the midst of
all his rags and misery, and ran to-
wards him, and wept, and fell upon
his neck,, and kissed him. And he
told his servants to clothe this poor
repentant Son in the best robes,
and to make a great feast to •cele-
brate his return. Which was done;
and they began to be merry.
But the eldest Son, who had been
in the field and knew nothing of his
brother's return, coining to the
house and hearing the music . and
Dancing, called toone of the ser
-
vents, and asked him what it meant.
To this the servant made answer
that his brother had come home, and
that his father was joyful because
of his return. At this, the elder bro-
ther was angry, and would not gc
into the house; so the father, hear-
ing ,of it, ,came out to persuade him.
`Father', said the elder brother,
'you dc: not treat me justly, to show
so much joy for my younger bro-
ther's return. For these many
years I have been with you •eonstant-
ly, and have been true to .you, yet
von have never made a feast for me.
But when my. younger brotber re.
terms, who •has beenprodigal, and
.riotous; and spent his -money in many
bad ways, you are full of delight, and
the whole house makes merry!"—
'SSon"' . returned the ' father, "you
have always been with me, and all I'
have is yours. But we thought your
brother dead, and he is alive. 11e
Was lost, and he is found; and it is
natural and right that we should be
merry for his unexpected return to
his old home?'
By this, our. Saviour . •meant to
teach; that those who have done
wrong and forgotten Gad, are al-
ways weleome to'. hire and will al-
ways reecive his mercy, if they, will
only. return to Ilim in sorrow'. foe
The. sin of which they have bean
guilty.
(Continued Next Week.)
(Oopyright for North and Soutl
America, ,1934, by United Feature
yndioate, Inc.; all rights' reserved),
:llht1uatInns iit
'A Column Prepared Especially for Women—
But Not Forbidders to Men
THE OLD, OLD ELM,
'The old, old elm has put on clouds
of lace
Delicate as a bride's. A. dawnlike
grace
Covers a million dark -twigged mem-
ories,
A dryad gaiety is in her face;
And light as lilac -spray against the
skies,
New wonder is upborne by ancient
• 'stress.
I marvel at a mortal thing so wise
To weave herself enchantment for a
dress,
And heal the feud of Time ` with
Loveliness.- Then, there should be flowers
—Carl Wilson Baker, growing around eb'ery house which
, houses a family, grass, flowers,
shrubs and trees. Somebody has
said that no house is a home until
it is' surrounded with trees and flow-
ers.
There is someexcuse, perhaps,
forsome families who live in apart-
mentsin the cities to be deprived of
such surroundings, there is none in
the country. Every farm hone
should have its lawn, fenced in so
that annuals cannot overrun it, with
shrubs and flowers blooming all sum-
mer long.
No farm improvement scheme can
bb carried out in one year, perhaps,
but a start can be made and a great
deal can be done with practically no
cash outlay if some enthusiasm and
initiative is brought into play.
Tire nearest swamp and hardwood
bush will supply some small evert
greens and saplings to set in here
and there, if you have roam do not
fail to set in a sumach or two, any-
one who has a perennial bed will be.
glad to supply a few, perennials and
you can buy seeds of annuals very.
cheaply. Most of these can be
planted in the garden, saving the
time and labor of transplanting.
Do not try rare plants as a bbgin-
ning. When you become an expert it
is time enough for that. A bed' of
common marigolds bloom .all sum-
mer, 11 you keep them walked. There
are, of course rare and lovely specie
work. That used to be the old ex
cuse, a man hadn't time to bother
with a garden.' A garden on the
farm is not only a measure of eeon-
omy, and it is that, as every farmer
will tell you, but it should be a sourer
of delight to every member of the
family, father, mother and all the
children.
There should be vegetables of
many sorts, as they are essentie to
the health of the body, and most of
these are easy to •cultivate. No
vegetables taste so good as those
which are grown at home and picked
fresh from the garden.
Could anything be leveller than an
old elm at this time of year, with its
dainty, delicate, lacy leaves against
the sky?
Gould anything give the hope, the
joyous anticipation of these 'spring
days? They just breathe hope and
vigor, and in spite of oneself, impart
it to the heart of plan. '
It is, of course, easy for people in
youth and health to respond to the
witchery of spring, but T think that
even the aged, those who cannot
look forward to long life; and to
those who are ill and cannothope fox
betterment, the springtime also brings
hopefulness and joy. If this old earth
can blossom into beauty after each
long winter, surely our lives, aftee
the winter of death, will blossom ire,
to new and vigorous life. If the
spring thne does not biting hope to
each heart, no matter how saddened,
how fearful, then it has no message.
Are you doing a 'bit of gardening
this year? "Am I?" I hear some-
one say. "I've done so much that
I'm so dead tired every night that I
can hardly get to sleep. Don't talk
to me about the joys of gar-
dening." Now, I ].-now quite well
just how the tired housewife feels
who has to take time to do some
gardening as well as the many other
duties which devolve upon her. It
is a load too much. Especially the mins of these, but the common, old-
housewife on the farm, who has so fashioned kind which grew in the
many other outside duties, such as
the care of fowl, etc. And some
arrangement should be made so that
some of the hard part of gardening,
such as the putting the ground into
shape, can be clone by the men. Men
get all sorts of labor-saving machin-
ery to do their work, so they must
have more time than was -possible
when a ntan and a teamdid all the
garden's of our childhood are, I be-
lieve, my favorites. And could anye
thing be lovelier than the single pe-
tunia, which just loves to bloom it
beds or borders?
These are only two of the most
eonunon varieties of annuals brut
they give such returns for the scan-
tiest care. And when you really
get started on a garden nothing will
0
'sly
lthS
d!
eavii
OF. THE
Gambian fiteilirat Agsuriatian
and Life Insurance Companies in Canada.
Edited by
GRANT' FL MING,M.D., Associate Secretary
SEEING IS BELIEVING , and so the flow into the nose is in
We commonly pisco more faithin. creased, followed by the natural stun•
our eyes than in any one of our other handkerchief.
which calls for the use of :the
special senses. Our. eyes may deceive handkerchief.
us on occasion but we are generally Sometimes the lens does not focus,
right in believing what we see. The properly and we have people 'who
cannot see clearly things which are
eyes are among our ''most precious close to them; others have difficulty
possessions from the point of view of in having a clear vision of things at
usefulness and too, because of. their a distance. In such eases, the focus
ability to express feeling, they are oil sing mechanists is under constant
natural. beauty and attractiveness. strain because it is always trying to
The eye is 'compared to the camera clo what it cannot do. Properly fitted
with its box, shutter, lens and sensi- eyeglasses meets this situation, re-
tiveplate or film. The eye is pro -
heves the, strain and secures for the
Weed, excepting in front, by bone,•
particularly by the overhanging brow person elder vision.
which wards off many blows, Fur- As. we grow older the lens tends•to
ther protection is given by a tough harden. This condition (presbyopia)
outer membrane. . The iris, or pupil,is normal with advancing.yeare, which.
acts as a shutter, controlling the a- . accounts for the fact that most people
mount of light passing to the lens after forty, require glasses; at ]Teas+
tvhicli in turn,' ie focussed by muscles for reading: The glasses will need
so as to throw a clear :image on the to be changed from time to time as
retina; or sensitive, 'plate at the back the condition. of the lens alters. At
of the eyeball. The image causes suchxaminadts the .eyes may re -
nerve impulses to pass :from the re- veal'other connditions of the eyesoe
tine along the optic ' nerve to' the the body, which is ono reason eye
brain; thus we become conscious oe examinations should be made by a
the imago that has been registered physician.
on the retina.
Close work means tension. The
eyes eequiro rest. When doing' close
Wlhen you weep, you blow your work, look up and out from time to
nose The 'lachrymal ,gland secretes time; the eyes are built for distant
tears. The tears lubricate the MOM. work anddoing this. gives 'them a
brane (conjunctiva which lines the rest. Use the eyes only with adequate
eyelids so that they open and close light, Never poke at your own eyes
smoothly. The eyeball is .washed in or the eyes of any ,other person:
tearsby the movement ef,the' eyelids. Questions concerning IleaIth, ad
Tho tears drain to the imtb` corner
of the eye and from there down a
tube into the nose: An excess of -tears
flows in response to :certain emotions
dressed teethe Canadian Medical tAs-
s'ceiatittn, 184 College Street, Toron=
to, will be answered personally "by
totter. �•, r,. .d;..l
stop you. If you haven't started, the
spring of 1934 is a good time td
commence planting a garden,
The gardeners of experience are
this year mourning the loss of var.:
bus shrubs and flowers, due to the
length and 'severity of the pa'tt win-
ter. Most climbing roses, " other
roses, too, in this locality have had
to be cut down, all the fresh growth
of last year being killed. The result
is that there will be little bloom this
year, although with care the roots
may live and thrive. Many tender
shrubs have been killed and various.
sorts of perennials have succumbed
to the continued attacks of Jack
Frost's forces during the long months
of the winter, and the late: spring.
No use to worry. We could
hardly expect tender little plants to
resistforces which proved too much
for big trees, and it seemsorchards
have suffered badly.
Themarvel is that so many
of
the perennials have come through so
well and look so healthy and flour-,
fishing ali<ead'y. The delphiniums, for
instance, never looked more sturdy.
-IIIEISEKAH
*
8
* Peel one pound of mush-
" rooms, put them into a stew-
* pan, with three tabflespoonfuls
*: of butter, one tablespoonful
* of vinegar, one tablespoonful
* _ of chopped parsley, • pepper
and salt, and good pinch of
• grated nutmeg. ,Stew gently
r for 25 minutes, strain the
* sauce, ,put mushrooms on hot
*
buttered toast, pour gravy
* over it. -
OUR RECIPE FOR TODAY
Ragout of Mushrooms
(For Four, Persons)
*
M
* * * * a: * ** *. *. *. * * *'* *
THIS MODEST CORNER IS DEDICATED
TO THE POETS
Dere They Will Sing You Their Songs -Sometimes
Gay, Sometimes Sad— But Always Helpful
and Ins piring-
r
One ship drives east and another
drives west,
While the self -same breezes blow;
It's the set of the sails and not the
gales,
That bids them where to go.
Like the winds of the sea are the
ways of the fates'
As we voyage along through life;
It's the set of the soul that decides
the goal,
And not the storms or strife.
,Mania Babcock.
APPARITION
Such a starved bank of moss
Till, that May -morn,
Blue ran the flash across:
Violets were born!
Sky—what a scowl of cloud
Till, near and far,
Ray on ray split the shroud:
Splendid, a star!
World—lhow it walled about
Life with disgrace,
Till God's own smile came out:
That was thy face!
—Robert Browning,
THE JONQUIL
Through its brown and withered bud
l:Iow the white germ feels the sun
On the dark mould gently stirring.
His spring children, one by one.
Thrilled with heat, it split the husk,
Shot a green blade up to light,
And unfurled its orange petals
In the old enchanter's light.
One step more, and it had floated
On the palpitating noon,
Winged and free, a :butterfly
Soaring, from the rent cocoon,
But'it could not leave its earth,
And the May -dew's tender tears,
So, it wavers there forever,
'Twixt the green and azure spheres
, --,Charles G. D. Roberts.
- HERE THERE IS MUSIC
Here there is music; here a drift of
stars;
And layer on layer of moonlight,
Fragile bars
0f flimsy fog;
Against this hill a purple shadow
dreams,
Your face gleams
White, ethereal,
A tender wraith,
Your faith
A splinter of moonlight drowned in
your eyes.
Here there ismusic; here a drift of
stars;
Sudden, 1;' lean to touch your little
face
Lest you should vanish, in, this quiet
place! hfona Gould.
PRAYER FOR SPRING
Lord, I would pray for all beginning
' things.
All things new -living in this bright,
sweet' ail.•;
The little birds that have not found
their' wings`
And wabbly lambs that do not know
a prayer,
Load, I would pray for green blades
thrusting up, ,
And sticky, tight -furled buds and
dog -wood trees,
The young bee tumbling in a crocus
cup._.
Lord, I would make a prayer for all
of these,
And T" would ask Thy 'blessing on
` each child
1
sees
Who stands bewildered in this first
Spring day.
Tell them it happened so because
God smiled
On little things that have not learn-
ed to pray.
—Sarah Litzen.
SUMMER'S QUEEN
There is 0710 1 would praise.
She who brings rain
Cool in the pain of a dust -choked lane
While under a, dewy sheet
She puts the pale flowers to sleep
It is her hand
That makes a worldof quiet
For us to wander and take
Delight in;
Where the bright things of day
Have to place.
But are hidden away
By that hem of mist or shadows,
Stitched frail,
Her long robes trail;
While in the woods
Beneath their hoods
The sleeping foxgloves stand.
-Bea Howe:
THE LAKE ISLE OF INNISFREE
I will arise and go now and go to
Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there of
clay and wattles made.
Nine bean rows will I have there and
a hive for the honey bee,
And live alone in the bee -land
glade.
And I will have some peace there, for
peace comes dropping slow;
Dropping from the isles of the
morning to where the cricket
sings;
There moonlight's all a -glimmer and
noon a purple glow,
And twilight full of the Iinnet's
wings. '
I will arise and go now, for always
night and day
I hear lake water lapping with
low sound on .the shore;
While I stand here 111 London and on
the pavement grey
I hear it in my deep heart's core,
Yeatso
CHANGE
Nought . left save stones where once
a home arose --
Even the cellar walls are in decay.
A crane, rust -eaten, in a corner
shows
Where' sat the household aft at
close of day.
A day, alas! the long, long darkness
dims;
Yet Spring is coming to this guest -
less spot,
The tansy, lilacs, the orchard's tang-
led limbs
Show Nature's visits hero are not
forgot: .
This old, worn doorstep felt feet
come and go-
Hurry of Youth, .. the measured
tread of- Age,
Here inmates did' life's joys and sor-
rows 'know,
Here some began, some closed their
pilgrimage.
All is not lost—though last yeat'e
nest be gone;
Somewhere its brood is singing to ,
the dawn.
Alexander Louis Fraser.
UNCHARTED
There are no charts of these old
roads and hills
Save in the minds, of men who trod
them down
Throughout a lifetime of small jour-
neyings
From barn to pasture and from barn
to town
There rune, map to tell where or-
chards crouch.
Or wild trees drop scant fruit upon
the earth.
Where cool spring water starts, what
walls are strong,
Which field has proved the yearly
sowing's worth,
But to the men, whose seed the black
soil starts,
These things are clear as their own
deep -plowed hearts.
--Frances M. Trost in "hemlock
•
Wall."
BEAUTY'S PARCHMENT
The sky o'er rippled with soft, moor:-
lit
oonlit clouds,
Grey rocks that border on the quiet
lake,
Strong pines and silver birches on
the hills,
The golden gleam when day doth
first awake
An apple orehard drenched in sweet
perfume,
A row of autumn maples all a-
flame,
Thin wisps of smoke upon the frosty
air—
In all of these doth Beauty write
her name.
A home that rests on love's foundat
tion firm
The gleam of welcome in a dear
one's eyes,
A room all ruddy in the firelight
glow,
Shelves of worn books, each one e
treasured prize.
Soft music from the spaces infinite,
Low whispered prayers as sleepy
children kneel.
The quiet calm of peaceful eventide—
On all of these doth Beauty set holt
seal. —H. Lillian Morley.
MAY
The mothering earth is upturned to
the sun,
And distant hills are wreathed in
scarfs of blue,
The violet's purple lids are tipped
with dew,
The oriole's mad love -song has, just
begun.
Wood-peekers, gold -winged, whistle
lustily,
And from its tiny house the eurious
' wren
Flits to and fro, and clear and sweet
again
The lark's song rises up exultingly.
Here at my feet a cool deep emer-
ald spring,
Fringed all about with brake and
feathery green,
March marigolds in clusters in be-
tween, .
Bubbles and talks 'of many a lovely
thing. '
And mirrored in the water bending
down
A hawthorn tree shakes out her mar-
riage gown.
•'11 my three baby boys were rest-
less with colic or peevish from their
teeth I gave them a Baby's Own
Tablet and they were soon asleep
says liars. T. Tweedy, 475' Mill-
wood Rd., Toronto, 'these sweet
little tablets remove the cause of
fretfulness and the child becomes
happy and well again. All the com-
mon, ailments of little folk are
promptly and safetycorreetod with
Dr. Williams' Baby's Own Tablets.
Price 25e at your druggist's; ,sc
Dr.WiIliams'
YOUR° GREY HAIR
can be restored to its NATURAL COLOUR without the use of
a dye or tint.
ANGELIQUE GREY' AIR RESTORER
is made from soots and bark and restores the ORIGINAL COLOUR
M the NATURAL way, at the same time giving: the
hair its natural, healthy lustre.
Price $1"00 per bottle
SOLD UNDER A MONEY BACK GUARANTEE
To keep, the hair and scalp clean, use-,
ANGELIQUE SPECIAL iSHAMPOO
• Price 25c per bottle
HOVEY'S DRUG STORE, CLINTON, ONTARIO