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.
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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.
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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.'
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* 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. *
* *
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*
*
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,
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'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.
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