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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Clinton News Record, 1935-01-17, Page 7THURS., JAN. 17th, 1935 TIIE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD, PAGE 7 Health Cooking Sala& Orange Pelkoe Blend will prove ' a sheer delight to lovers of. Ane tea. 42 ° R1lluilla11oll o1 ?dell] A Column Prepared Especially for Women But Not Forbidden to Men MY KITCHEN I like a kitchen big enough To hold a rocking chair.. With windows looking to the sun, And flowers blooming there. I like big cupboards by the wall That hold alot of things,. The cups hung up on little hooks, A yellow bird that sings. I like to do my mending there, Where I can watch the road, And see the teams come plodding home And smell their fragrant goad Of heavy sheaves at stacking time, Or hear the wagons creak And groan beneath their golden weight When it is threshing week. I like to have the supper an And let it simmer slow, With rich brown gravy bubbling up, Around the meat, you know— With apple pie set out to cool And flaky new -baked bread, With golden syrup in a bowl And jelly bright and red.. I like to have the lamps ashine With yellow glowing light, And have the kitchen clean and warm the old honekitchen, with its s bright fire, its soft lighting, its delicious smell of cooking, and the loved moth- er going about the homely but ne- cessary tasks. .s , I do not think that there is another factor so potent in keeping young people in the straight and narrow path as a happy home; a home where theirinterests are considered; where there faults are not overlooked 'but where they are not flung in their faces like a wet clout the minute they open thedoor, where some effort is made to have them correct the glar- ing fault without holding then up to ridicule, and where each child is sure of meeting love and understanding and sympathy in every circumstance of life. Happy is the child who grows up in such a home; happy the parents who create such a home for their children and happy the state which has such homes multiplied through- out its borders. For from such homes come citizens who are a credit to the country of their birth. I have said it before, perhaps, blot it will bear repeating that the mem- ory of a happy hone is aIso a great When they come in at night. safeguard to boys and girls when they even To collo a noire so snug and dear, go out into the world. The home That when they work or play that the child hates to leave, ee They hold a picture in their hearts when urged on byr youthful ambition, continues to exercise a restraining Of home—at close cf day. -tEdna Jaques, in the National Home Monthly. I do not believe that anyone ever grows so old or so sophistieated;that is anyone who was brought up'ina, home whieh had a bright, homey kit- chen, over which a loving mother pre- sided, who ever forgets the blessed homlgness of:thatleitchen;, who does not renember at times, (at very odd times, perhaps, when one would never even :seam that their minds were not all •oceupied with the business 'in hand, perhaps important business) influence on the boy or girl who is tempted to engage in practises which they know are wrong, an influence Well is not felt by 'the boy or girl who leaves home gladly and who vis- its in infrequently arid only as a matter of duty. The_parents who give their children the memory of a happy home for all, time to cone bestow upon them a greater heritage than if they left them a fortune in money. —REBEEKAH. READ ALL THE ADS. IN • THE NEWS -RECORD —IT. WILL PAY YOU -- teal& Sarvite OF THE ' aitabtat1wile , MjAsoQt'iit#tit and, Life Insurance Companies in Canada. 0 Edited .by. GRANT FL1 MING, M.D., Associate Secretary MENTAL IJEALTH No one can be truly healthy unless he enjoys health of both mind and ibody. We have minds and we have bodies, but these are not separated the one from the other;, rather do they remit together, either helping or hampering the individual in doing his 'best. Health is the condition when all parts ref the body are working to- gether in harmony. If the harmony is lost, ill -health follows, -and where there is actual discord, we have dis- ease. Our own personal happiness and our 'usefulness depend, in large measure, upon our health which, to repeat, means health of mind and body. The past century has witnessed ad- vances in medinal science which have given such an understanding of dis- ease as to enable us to go far in both the .treatment and the preven- tion of disease and in raising the standards of personal health, In no branch of curative medicine has there been greater advance than in the oare'of the insane. It is not so many years since men- tal disease was regarded as a dis- grace: There are still those who ?eel that their family is disgraced if one of its members requires treat- ment in a mental hospital. A similar attitude used to exist with regard to tuberenlosis Mental disease is not any different from physical disease except that in 'OUR, RECIPES FOR TODAY * It is natural that our ap- `, petites guide us towards hot • 'foods during the cold weather for our bodies require the ex- tra heat which such foods pro- * vide: Among the many hot t * dishes suitable to serve as the * main course for luneh or sup- ' * per, cream soups may well be " included. Carefully made with * a milk foundation, ' combined a usually with one or more vege-. * * tables, such soups are both sat * isfying to the appetite' and * * nourishing to the body.' ** * Cream Soup the one ease, it is the mind rather than the heart or kidneys which is not functioning properly. Just as long as mental disorders were looked upon as evidence of possession by a devil, those suffering from such dis- orders were treated with. cruelty. With an understanding of the true nature of the sufferings of these pa- tients, there was developed a more humane care until .we now have the. mental :hospital rather than the asy- lain, The foundation of mental health is laid in •childhood. It begins with the earliest training of the child in regu- lar habits of feeding; later comes the establishment of other habits, out of whieh the child learns to share with others; to do without things now so as to, have pleasure later on; to work for the joy of getting things done; to accept disappointments. , • The would in which we live is a very real place. We have to meet many difficulties. If we secure mental health, through proper training in childhood, we shall face these d-iffi culties"and not run away from them or keep tp ourselves. Running away means traw.ble through ill -health. Peeing up to reality means happiness and mental health through a satis- factory adjustment to the world'in which we must live. Questions concerning .Health, ad- dressed to the Canadian Medical As- sociation, 184 College Street, Toron- to, will he answered personally by letter. * 4 tablespoons butter " 4 tablespoons flour * 4 cups milk (or milk and * 4' vegetable water) " 11,4 caps diced vegetables or * * vegetable pulp * Salt and pepper * Onion juice if desired, * * Melt butter and blend in * * flour and seasonings. Grad- * * ually add milk and vegetable * * water. Cook, stirring con- * * stantly until, mixture thickens. * *. Add vegetables or vegetable * * pulp. Vegetables to be used; * peas, carrots, corn, cabbage, * * potatoes, tomatoes, celery, * " beans, asparagus, spinach. * * * * * * Quick Cream Soup 4 tablespoons butter 4 tablespoons flour 1 quart milk 1 slice onion 1 teaspoon salt 2 cups raw grated carrot or turnip. Melt the butter. Blend in the flour and gradually add the milk. Cools, stirring constant- ly, until mixture thickens; add onion, salt and' grated vege- table, and cook over hot water until vegetable is tender (a- bout 10 minutes), Remove on- ion Sprinkle chopped parsley over soup just before serving, * * * * * * * 'EAT MORE BREAD" CAMPAIGN ON TOOT In Canada we have. our "Fish Week," "Cheese Week" and othee kind of "Days" and "Weeks." Now a movement is on foot to get the people of the United 'Kingdom to eat more .bread. A five year campaign is about to get under way with this abject in view. The millers and bakers are said to be joining forces to endeavor to put the scheme across. If successful, it should mean greater imports of Canadian wheat, TRIBUTE TO CHILDHOOD "Our children are the stars and sunshine of heaven, kissed by •the dew of perpetual bliss. They are God's most fragrant messages to parenthood. So let us give life pur- pose to all children who are groping in darkness, with prayer upon our lips for the birth of a new day and the dawn of a new edal for the less. fortunate, "Youth is the indefinable portion o flife, the fragrant and.perfume per - led of uhman' existence. Youth is a flower in the garden of joy, a night- ingale in the meadow of melody, a white pearl on the ocean of art, a ra- diant star in the heaven of mystery, a sparkling jewel on the immaculate bosom of innocence, a shrine of love before which all true parenthood must bow in reverent adoration. "Yea, ' youth is a paradise where rivers of sympathy and helpfulness flow, imperishable roses .bloom and the nightingale chants his lay to a summer's moon. Let us give to youth the best that is within : us:. then our rewards shall not .be some trite senti- ment uct bJy'unfeeling steel into cold marble ,erected to our memory and paid for out of the proceeds of our own personal estate, for forgetting self we will have measured life not by the months and years that have passed but by the opportunities that we discovered while travelling down life's pathway, for adding something to the sum total of youth's happi- ness." Care of Children YOUR WORLD Household Economics AND MINE by JOlIN C. KIRKWOOD (Copyright) Beware of prophets! In a book of mine, published in 1863—which is 71 years ago—I find this: Agriculturalists have been dreaming that the accumulations of guano are, inexhaustible, and that thousands of years will elapse before the stores heaped on the islands off the coast of Peru will be consumed. M! . Marie - ham, however, who has made a careful estimate of the amount remaining in 1861, considered that there was not more than 9,- 538,735 tons remaining at that clato, which, at the present nate of consumption, will last only until the year 1883. Think of it, ye farmers who pin your faith to guano: in twenty years' time the foreign article will fail! The fact is that the supplies of guano did not become exhausted In 1883. It's the old adage once more: Life is full of troubles most of which don't happen . • * aIF' This 71 -year-old book is thorough- ly entertaining. It is a book written by a medical doctor who had a wide outlook and a sense of humor. One of thechapters in the book has to do with tobacco The chapter opens so: There is a (class of persons who employ themselves with all the energy of despair in raising some cry of alarm, and making every- body about them ttnnecessarily unccumfortabie.. Now we are' to have an anti tobaceo-smok- ing agitation which is to end in the entire demolition of the "Sty- gian weed." One foe of tobacco illustrates hia ease by citing a horrible example. He says: I once travelled with a gentle- man from South America• who first fihied his nostrils with snuff, which he prevented from falling out by stuffing shag tobacco after it, and this he termed "plugging." Then he put in each cheek a coil of pigtail tobacco, which he named "quidding"—hn this coun- try called "chewing." Lastly, he lit a Havana cigar, which he put into his mouth—and thus smoked and chewed, puffing at one time the smoke of the cigar, and at another time squirting the juice from his mouth. This man was as thin as a razor, with an olive - .coloured countenance, and fright- fully nervous:" I suppose that growers and makers of tobacco would describe this pian as a perfect gentleman. BE NONCHALANT 'A ladywas entertaining the small son of her married friend. "Are you sure you can cut your meat, Marvin? she inquired after watching him a moment. "Oh, yes, ma'am," he replied with- out looking up from his plate. "Wet, often often 3rave it as tough ` as this at home." i the faun there. to labour. I am thinking of one family which I know well. The father had a gout:- try ountry or general store -this in a -little place of fewer than 800 persons. He prospered in this community, which had round about it a rich orchard country. He is dead now, but his b'iisiness is being carried', on by a song Another son has a store not far a- way. He Iives over his store, and is malting. steady financial p ro gess. An- other son is the manager 'of a chain shoe store in a country town. An- other son is a doctor in a reining town.A. daughter is married to a farmer and is:very happy. The wid- owed mother lives in 'a very comfort- able •homeand is devoted to chinch work and the work of )ler community' women's institute, The family has a place. in Florida to which the moth- er 'goes oth-er'goes winters. A summer cottage on a near -by lake is home in the holi- day months ` for all members of the family who can go to it, ' Here's a family that has stuck—all but the doctor—to its awn county. Big cities are not far away, and can be visited ,periodically, but they have not succeeded in luring this family away •from the community where they have comfortand content, where living costs are low, and where indi- viduality can find expression. The heavy pressure of big city life is not on them. They have leisure for pleasures and cultural employments. The grandchildren are growing up under wholesome conditions; And al- ways something is being saved in the way of money. I know of no better definition of happiness than this -- Happiness is self-expression. And if this is a true definition of happiness, then the ex- planation of much unhappiness is the inability of the unhappy persons to. express themselves in desired ways. I know a youth who is inimically inclined. He plays a saxaphoire! Re wants to play in an orchestra. Art - other acquaintance of mine finds hap. riness in wood -carving. He has a day job which provides him with bread and butter; but his leisure' time is devoted to sculpturing in wood. This past summer he and his• wife went to England, for in England is a. master wood-carver This acquaint- ance of mine deliberately suspended wage paid employment that he might go to England to get lessons in wood- carving from the man whose work he admires. A farmer friend of mine -- now nearly 70 years of age -has a room in his farm home filled with stuffed birds and animals and a great variety of curious things which he has got - leaned over a period of many years. This hobby of his—taxidermy and collecting botanical and mineral spe. cimens and Indian arrowheads and implements—is giving him infinite happiness his old age. A banker ac- quaintance of mine collects stamps and Indian things. A retired, bsi- near man has found great happiness in beautifying his eon/atry. home. Ire has damned a stream to make a waterfall. He has used stones locally available to build walls and soak - gardens. Hellas planted shrubs and trees and flowers to make his cot- tage's setting very eharming. It is not the abundance of our pos- sessions which gives happiness and content. dontent and happiness are found in expressing ourselves — in squeezing out of our inner natures the thoughts, desires and dreams which are unfailingly recurrent and giving them reality. ,The End. And now I take up another book—a fascinating book which every farmer ought to read. This book is "The Story of a Grain of Wheat," by Wil- liam C. Edgar. My copy I acquired in 1905, and in the years since then I have returned again and again to this book for the pleasure and in- struction which it gives me. In this book the 'prophets of 1859 and •there- about are held up to ridicule. In 1859 a very learned man, John H. Klippart Published "The Wheat Plant," and in this book he said very confidently that Ohio was the western extremity of the wheat -producing region. It was the character of the soil of ,the coun- try farther west, according to Iter. Klippart and others, . whieh would prevent the profitable culture of. wheat. And Mi. Klippart said, also, that "beyond feeding our great and increasing population, weshall not generally have any great surplus." To think or suggest that wheat would grow riotously in Western Canada and as far north as the Peace River. country—whlhii is over 1000 miles north of the ' American border -- would would have been a sign of insanity, or the nonsense of an ignoramus. Everybody is telling us these times that machines are our enemies, mean- ing that theyare driving millions of men and women out 'of employment, and that never again will the ,indus- trial world be able to re -absorb the workers whom machines have dis- placed. Well, this may be so. And if it is so, then it would be folly for young people to go to the big cities to find employment. ' They are wise if they stick to smaller places —their native towns and villages or on the farms where they were born, I grant them that it maybevery difficult in deed for small places to provide op- enings for all the young people grow- ing up, in them, and I know that youth has an adventurous spirit: -- that it wants to see the Wide, wide world. But it does not follow that one will never be able to see great cities and far countries if one de- cides to stay in his native "town or on MARKED DIFFEREN,CGE SEEN THIS MODEST CORNER IS DEDICATED TO THE POETS Here They Will Sing You Their Songs—Sometimes Gay, Sometimes Sad— But Always Helpful and Ins pliirg- , . TODAY Colne what will, and come what may, Here's the door of a brand new day. }fere am I with my pilgrim load, Off once more' on the wonder road. track , Yesterday's t k went with the night„ • Tomorrow's trail is hid from sight. Yet sure am `I, as I .can be, Today holds something sweet for me. Fey' Inchfawn. GIFTS Give me a love for beauty, That I may tend with care, Flowers that bloom in life's garden Round about everywhere. Give me a soul for music, That wherever I may be, Ill hear unnumbered songsters Trilling their melodies. Give ire books -a-plenty To read on a wintry night, When the snow is softly covering The earth, in raiment white. Give me a cozy corner When evening draweth nigh, And a great big open fireplace With flames 5 -leaping high. Give ripe the love of dear ones, The warm handclasp of a friend, Then gladly will I travel down The road, to Journey's End. —Audrey Saunders in English Lavender. +Ah +;(F► SPARE MY HEART FROM GROWING OLD Old Time, I ask a boon of thee— Thou'st stripped my heart of many a friend, Ta'en half my joys and all my glee— Be just for once to make amend; And, since thy hand must leave its trace, Turn locks to grey, turn blood to cold-•. Do what thou wilt with form and face, But spare my heart from growing old. I know thou'st taken from many a mind, Its dearest wealth, its choicest store, And only lingering left behind O'er wise experience's bitter lore, 'Tis sad to mark the mind's decay Feel wit grow dim and memory cold; Take these, old Time, take all away, But spare my heart from growing old. IN DRESS OF BRITISH- CITIES Tastes in dress, habits and methods of doing business, 'particularly in. older countries, are based, largely, on ingrained 'characteristics and racial origin. Even in the British Isles there is a distinct cleavage as between England and Scotland. It even goes as far as cities. In Gias- goW,' Scotland, for instance, business (nen have been, in the habit of wear- ing squaretoed shoes, not noticeable in other localities in the British Isles, and visitors to the, city have also re- marked on the prevalence of the "bowler" hat and stiff white collar. Elsewhere, even in Edinburgh, the soft hat and collar are more in evi- dence. Scotland uses more Canadian flour than England in, ,proportion to population pot only on account or quality but to the different methods employed by Scottish bakers. Of all the markets in the British Isles; that of Scotland is pre-eminently a quality one and this trait runs through the whole' range' of commodities. • ing for me, When we carved. our hearts long ago.. But the old pine tree was gone, Still my love for her lingers on, 'Chorus: They cut down the old pine tree, Andthey hauled it. y a d away to the milt. To maize a coffin of pine For chat sweetheart of mine. They cut down the old pine tree. But she's not alone in her grave to- night It's there my heart will always be Though we drifted apart Still they .cut down my heart When they cut down the old piney tree. ORGAN MUSIC The golden sun has sunk behind his shroud, And plucked his ruddy streamers from the sky. A busy night -hawk wheels beneath a cloud; Throughout the twilight sounds his plaintive cry. The forest hears a saddened night- ingale That softly :serenades a wooded hill; Enchanted clearings, bathed in moon- light pale, Are harboring the lonesome whip- poorwill, And far below the pasture -line is, heard The mellow -throated music of the thrush, With beauty dimming every singing bird That flits in shadow through the leafy brush. At eventide, while resting from the sod, The weary farmer hears the organ. play Beneath the gentle fingers of a God Wino never plays in eities far away -1. Wt Rief, in Montreal Star. THifY CUT DOWN THE OLD PINE TREE Stop awhile and lister to my story, I've just come down from ,the hills; I went there to find my childhood sweetheart 'Midst the roses and the whippoor- wills 1 returned to look for the old pine Now that you have listened to my story I'M going back to the hills Just to be alone among my memories 'Midst the roses and the whippoorwills I had promised her I would soola -return And bring back a gold wedding ring - Underneath the old pine tree we would be wed, When the first rose bloomed. in the Spring. But spring has come and gone And the old pine tree is no mare. Chorus. They cut down the old pine tree And they hauled it away to the mill,. There'll be no cradle of pine FM a baby of nine They cut down the old pine tree But she's not alone in her grave to- night It's there my heart will always be, Now I'm lost and forlorn Wish I'd never been born Since they cut down the old pine tree_ --Anon.. THE SEVEN AGES OF THE CHRISTMAS TURKEY All the world's a platter And all the men and women merely- eaters. erelyeaters. They have with them always their appetites, And one turlt in his time plays man3r parts, Iris acts being seven ages. At first. the roast, Resposiug grandly on the groaning; board, Flanked by rich dressing and cyan- • berry sauce, A dainty dish to set before the king; • Then the warmed over bird, served' up next day, Lest we forget the Yuletide's merry - meal; Then the cold cuts, at luncheon and ' at tea, Still succulent, if you do like cold.' cuts; Next comes the stew, yclept a $•1:: • cassee, With dumplings made to fatten up the dish And which, forsooth, du cause uss•. many groans And pangs of indigestion; then .cro- quettes Garnished,with parsley cunningly ana' mixed • With that suspieiously doth taste - like veal And so they play their part. They sixth age shifts Into the lean and langu'd turkey hash Reposing on a slab of soggy toast, A bitter aftermath of glories past, For toothless age. Last scene of ale That ends this strange eventful his- tory; A skeleton, a rack of clean picked bones, That finds its dismal way into the soup Of second childishness and mere ob- livion Sans breast, sans legs, sans wings, sans everything. --'San S. Stinson,. 9 JAMAICA NOTED FOR ITS. CITRUS FRUITS Bananas, 0ocoanuts, cocoa, coffe% pimento and ginger are usually asso- ciated with Jamaica, but it may notr be generally known that grapefruit, oranges and ` Jamaica are likewise• synonymous terms, •particularly . at this time of the year when Jamaica'e exports of, citrus fruits are at their peak, with thousands of boxes of Ius- cious grapefruit and oranges being brought to many parts of Canada. Jamaica oranges and grapefruit are. of a quality which ranks high in thele' Citrus field. That haunted my memory so; READ THE ADVERTISEMENTS It was there she said she'd ;be wait- IN THE NEWS -RECORD.