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THE SIMPLE HOUSEWIFE.
:Some battle for causes remote and'
obscure,
Which they champion with fever-
ish zeal;
-But give me a kitehen in cool blue
and white,
And a pan of potatoes to peel.
•' To float thio' the ether on wings
like a bird,
Te sail the salt seas must be fine;
But give me the sun and the Wind
here at home,
And a washing to hang on my line.
' The East and the West mingle free-
ly' for tee,
And send their choice gifts to my
door;
' Some simmering sprees to stir an my
stove, •
And a big bowl of apples to core.
'They've missing fine friendships,—
the kernel of life,
Who never' were liking with ine.
The smell of fresh biscuits wit
-honey between,
And company' coming to tea!
—Gertrude Ilowen Webster,
• iD * ,
Perhaps you have not noticed it, it
is something like the recovery from
the depression, which is conningvery
gradually, but is nevertheless on the
way, but there is a trend back to the
idea of old-fashioned, simpler hos-
pitality.
For a time, even in a small corn-
munity like Clinton and even in the
rural districts, although in rural
communities there never left that
fine, spontaneous spirit of hospital-
ity, but for a time the trend was to-
ward a more formai mode of enter-
tainment. One couldn't even ask
one's neighbor to tea without having
a more or less formal meal, with the
best china, glassware and silver and,
of course, the newest linen and lace
doylies, etc.
Now, I have no Abjection at all to'
ilealth Service
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OF THE
(Mttabian lifeboat , awoci t#h.hn
and Life Insuraree Companies in Canada.
Edified by •
GRANT FLF?MING, li,D., .Associate Secretary
ARTHRITIS
Inflammation of a joint ,or joints
'is called arthritis. The . inflamtna•
tion may,ble. acute or chronic, Acute
• arthritis may be a symptom of
rheumatic fever; it may be due to an
injury, or it may be a complication
arising out of the . presence of in-
fection fn some other part :of the
body.
The vast majority of cases follow
some other infection in the system.
'Infected teeth, tonsils or nasal sin-
uses may be the underlying cause.
Infection which has settled down in
the gallbladder, appendix,: or gen-
-erative organs may spread and set
up an inflammation in the joints.
The disease' may begin with fever.
Pain in the affected jointwhen mov-
ed is an early :symptom: All the usu-
al symptoms of inflammation are
- present, such as redness, swelling
and tenderness. The fingers and
•the toes are the parts which are.usu-
• ally ,attacked. Later, the joints be-
- come stiff and fixed. in an unnatural'
position; they appear large because.
• the muscles surrounding them waste
through lack of use.
The extent and severity of the eon-
•dition vary. In some cases, there: is
'little; or no ..deformity, - while in
'others, the deformity is quite severe,
Obviously, the Gond#tion is related.
in its severity to theunderlying
carea
The first step in treatment is rest
and quiet. Attention should be di-
rected to the general health which
is often disturbed, . A simple diet;
including fresh fruits, green vege-
tables, and milk, ,together' with the
free use of fluids, is indicated.
The real and most hopeful treat-
ment is directed towards finding and,
eradicating . any focus of 'infection
which may be present in any one of
the •sites previously mentioned. Id.
the infection is already firmly estab-
lished in the joint, too much cannot
be hoped for from the removal of the
focus from which the infection ori-
ginated.
Medicines are of value in giving
relief from the symptoms, but 'no
medicine has been proved to he of
value as a curative agent, Rather
must reliance be placed upon` rais-
ing the 'standard of personal health
through the recognized means, and
by avoiding any excesses, living the
simple life, with plenty of : rest. The
use of "massage, heat and other forms
of treatment for the joints should
be applied only under medical 'direc-.
tion.
Questions concerning i•Iealth, ad-
dressed to the Canadian Medical As-
sociation, 184 College Street,. Toron-
to, will be answered personally by
letter. K..
a nicely set table, indeed I Iike it
very nnich. One's nteal, no matter
how plain, tastes much, better when
a
served on a neatly arranged e ble ,
and I would have just as nice and
neat and attractive a table every day
tit the week as one •can afford to set,
and after all neatness and cleanli-
ness cost very little, but, in order to
entertain one's friends one does not had to practise unpleasant economies,
need to go to a whole lot of trouble economies which were unnecessary
and tae oneself out before the conn when they lived on the farm. They
pany arrives, lacked the companionship of old
The old fashio}ned custom in at neighbors and friends< Life tyle ape
least scree parts ofed the comity, was pretty drab for them, and this at a
r herself s time when they both wanted and
for a woman to dress hs se f in the needed compensation for earlier self -
afternoon, after an early ditiuee, take 1 denials and for rainy hardships con-
neeted with the early years of their
married life. They had leisure now
and the capacity as well as the appe-
tite for enjoyments of sorts.
But life in the big city cheated
their desires and their dreams. Soon
they found themselves regretting
that they had left the farm, or, at
any rate, the comumnity whore they
were well known and highly esteem-
ed. They wished for the comforts
and the friendliness of the church
where they had worshipped so long,
Nowadays such surprise visits are and where they had a degree of im-
not so common, for usually one can' liortance, In thecity church they
felt strangers, and were ranked a-
mong the rather poor people of the
church—this because they could not
home. This has its advantages, for be generous, and large contributors'
if the hostess likes• to do so she may to the funds of the congregation. The
call up another friend. or two and father had none to talk with about
make it a little informal party.
But in town these things rarely'
happen, Hostesses' arrange for a few
tables of bridge, or something of the'
kind, and nothing ,so simple as an for these two old people became rath-
aeon spent in Chat and work is. er ;pitiful—and it was all so unnec
considnsidered: essay,.
YOUR WORLD AND MINE
by JOIIN C. IfIRKWOOD
(Copyright)
Care of Children'
• Our big cities are grouting too big tinent and of Europe.' And, assum-
and too cstly to live in.Many fan- I ing that I had ,politica# or other am-
ities living in them would gladly . bitions for patio office, I could -
move from them to a good town-
this if the breadwinners could find
employment in the town; Families
who moved years ago from the farm
or town to a big city are now sorry
that they ever did so. They have
tasted big city life and have found it
bitter.
ilf
I recall a country family which
moved to the city. The father and
mother 'had lived for three score
years in their native county. They
had hundreds of friends in their own
community. They had prospered and
they lived most comfortably on their
farm. They had sent 'their children
to the high school in the county
town. One daughter had gone -to
work in a, store in the county town
and was able to get home often. An-
other daughter had become a school
teacher and had a school not very
far away from the farm home. Two
of the sons, after going to high
school, stayed on the farm, and took
over the running of the farm. It
was then that the ageing parents
decided to move to .a big city, not
so far away :about 25 miles away.
They imagined that it 'would be very
fine to live in a big city, with its
fine churches and other edifices, and.
in a house having many domestic
conveniences—a furnace, a, bath-
room, electric light, indoor sanita-
tion, running water. Well, they went
to the big city, taking with them
their youngest daughter, still of
school age, They had to live in a
low -rent house in an obbeure street
in a poor section of the city. They
very quickly found that living costs
were high—alarmingly high. They
'her work bag and go "visit" a neigh,
bor. 'When the family to which she
was going saw iter earning they knew
what 11 meant, Mrs. So and so was
coming for the afternoon and for
tea. It might be that theywere not
very well prepared for `company, but
usually there was something in the
house with which a tasty meal could
be concocted, so the visitor is warmly
welcthned, the hostess sits down with
her guest ,and a pleasant afternoon is
spent, •
call up and ask a ns:ghbor over, or
the neighbor can call up by telephone
and ask if the friend is going to be
so. I say to myself—have had them
realized, had' I' but stayed in my na-
tive'town•.
Ifonsehold Economies
'THIS MODEST CORNER IS DEDICATED
TO THE POETS
Here They Wilt Sing You Their Songs—Sometimes
Gay, Sometimes Sad— But. Always Helpful •
- and Inspiring- ,
HOT HOUSE VIOLETS•
;You never knew
A morning fresh with dew..
You never heard
A lark or singing bird.
And yet you•, bring
The finger tip of spring,.
And let it rest
Upon my troubled breast;
In gentleness . , .
•Saran,. Middleton.
Itcoats so much to live in a big
city, and one must earn .a good deal
of money just to pay rent, and the
costs of food, 'clothing, light and
heat and telephone, street -ear trans.
portation, and city taxes. 1,fost per-
sons who live in bigcities have no
surplus at the end of the year. Their
weekly or monthly wage is fully
consumed by the •costs of living. AI -
ways one is economizing. And one
keeps asking, "What is the big city
giving me that I could not have had
equally in the town or on the farm?"
In my youth—and also in my later
years—I fancied that the farmer's
lot was unviable because he had to
Work hard in a physical sense—had
to plough and to work feverishly
and for long hours at harvest time,
and had to do his labor in the same
environment year after year. But
which is the harder—the drudgery of
one's city task, even though it be
not hard physical work, with the
perpetual anxiety and the continual
repression of , impulses and desires,
or the physically hard life of the
farmer with his freedom from the
anxieties of the city -worker?
things of lifelong interegt as he
would have had had he lived in the
county town, where many other re-
tired farmers lived, The mother, was
lonely,. She saw no old friends: Life
However, with the revival of 'old-
fashioned handicrafts, such as -knit-
ting and quilt -making tied the like,
we can look forward, perhaps, to'a
revival of simpler hospitality.
A recent writer complains of the
dearth of conversation. rn ease a
group of people meet they must play
bridge or •have some form of amuse-
ment. It would not hurt at all if
people began to cultivate the art of
conversation, it. is ,a' graceful aecom-
plishment, in which many of us can
never hope to excel, htut'at least we
might try our 'prentice hand at it
.occasionally when oppoatunity offers.
,Simplicity of living, where the
best is ever cultivated, even when it
fails to bo the smartest for the mo-
ment, should be the standard aimed:
at by citizens of this young, vigorous
and virile land.
—RF,BERA$.
BRUiSSE6. S: Rev, F. G. Rickard,
rector of St, John's Church here, and
St. George's Church, Walton, for al-
most six years, will go to Delaware
the latter part of February, it has
been learned, ltev.. J; Grahame, now
of Delaware, withM'Ors% Graham and
two young children will come to take
charge of the parishes, now served
by Mr. Rickard. Thoso . who have
come to know and appreciate the work
of Rev, and Mrs. Pickard. will regret.
very much • their intended removal
from Brussels.—Post.
I live in a big city—et city whose
population is nearer a million than
it is 500,000. For 17 years I lived
in a city having 10,000,000 people in
it. I •have lived in other big cities.
Indeed, I have never lived in a small
city. And now I find myself envious,
of those who live in quiet and at-
tractive country towns. I say to.
myself, I 'made a mistake when I
moved away from my native town
where I lived happily for 30 years.
,IIad I remained there, I would not
have my present anxieties. •I would
not be under my .present heavy pres-
sere to make a living. I would -have
had a home of my own. I would
have comforts ` and possessions which
now I lack and can never hope to
have. I would have saved' money—
not used it urseach year to meet liv-
ing costs. I would have leisure now
in place of the necessity to go to
work early every morning and to
steep hard en my job every day.
I contemplate the lot, .of many
friends oi minewho live in country
towns` and on . farms. At my age or
near it, they have a peace of mind
which I lack, and they have homes.
of their own--nomething which I
a rather, aimless wanderer from city
to city and from country—have not.
Had I remained in my native town,
and hadbeen even less industrious
than'I have been through the years,
I couldhave,, travelledcould have
seen the show places of fila con -
We who work in big cities cannot
be very sure about keeping our jobs,
and if and when we lose our jobs,
we have no good ehance of getting
new ones. Tho big cities are full
to overflowing with jobless teen and
women. In my city I have seen
many men during the past few years
lacking employment and seeking it
with despair in their hearts. I read
the other duty of a job paying 615.00
a week, Among the applicants for
it were: 5 architects, 5 statisticians,
8 social workers, 8 journalists, 19
accountants, 19 doctors, 22 commea..
tial artists, 23 teachers, 26 engin-
eers, 35 actors and 50 musicians. It
is this situation, prevalent in all big
cities, which ought to make tate youth
in out country ,towns and on our
fairs stay where they are and thank-
fel that they are not "padding the
hoof" in big cities:
• The End.
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OUR RECIPE FOR TODAY
The following is s recipe
which was tried last week by
the demonstrator at the Short
Course, Miss .Gray, and is said
by those who sampled it to be
a good one. Try it:
White Cake
/• cup butter, 1 cup sugar, 2
cups pastry :four, 3 1. baking
powder,•3 eggs whites, 2-3 cup
milk, 1 t.flatiouring, 1/o t. salt.
Cream the butter, add half
* . of the sugar gradually, and
* cream thoroughly together.
eat the egg, whites and add
the remaining half cup of su-
gar beating until the sugar is.
dissolved. Sift the flour and
salt, three times and add all but
a small portion alternately with
the milk to the creamed butter
* • and sugar, Add the flavoring
* egg whites beaten, sift over
* the retnaining small portion of
* flour with the baking powder
'" and beat in lightly. Pour into
a buttered and floured pan and
'` bake in a moderate oven . of
325 degrees F. for from 50 to
*,- 60 minutes.
*
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PROMISE
Ere' the spring conies near
Over the smoking bills,
stirring a million rills
To laughter Mw and clear
That the winds hush, to hear,—
Ere the eaves at noon
Thaw and drip, there flies
A Presence' through the skies
With promise of the boon
Of birds and '•blossoms soon.
Elusive though it be,
Yet can I trust that word,—
Elven such mysoul hath heard,
Athwart life's wintry lea,
Of Immortality,
-dk Charles'Cr tI. Hobert$
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The velvet arras of the darkness feel.
— Harold 'Vinal, in Christian Science,
I`. Monitor.
THE GATE TO WHICH WE COME
Far off, and faint as echoes of a
dream,
The songs of boyhood esem;.
Yet on our Autumn boughs, unflown
with spring,
Tho evening thrushes sing,
The hour draws near, ho'we'er delay-
ed and late,
When at the Eternal Gate
Wie leave the words and works we
sell our own
And lift void hands alone,
For love to fill. Our nakedness of
soul •
Brings to that Gate no toil;
Giftless eve come to Him, Who all
things gives,
And live because He lives.
—4. G. Whittier.
* ?IF
FEBRUARY'IN ROME
When Roman fields are red with cyc-
lamen,
Ansi in the palace gardens you may
find,
Under great leaves and sheltering
briony-bind,,
Clusters of cream -white violets; oh
then
The ruined city of immortal men
Must smile, 'a little to her fate re-
signed,
And through her corridors the slow
warm wind •
Gush harmonics beyond a mortal leen,
Such soft favonian airs upon a flute.
Such shadowy censers burning live
perfome,
Shall lead the mystic city to her
tomb;
Nor flowerless springs, nor autumns
without fruit,
Nor summer mornings when the
winds are mute
Trouble her 'soul till Rome be no
more Rome.
—Edmund Goose.
mg COMFORTED
I think we are too ready with com-
plaint
In this fair world of God's. Had two
no hope,
Indeed, beyond the zenith and the
slope
Of yon grey bank of sky, we might
be faint '
To muse upon eternity's constraint
Round our aspirant souls. But since
the 'scope
Must widen early, is it well to droop
For a few days consumed in loss and
taint? •
0 pusillanimous heart, be comforted
And, like a cheerful traveller, take
the road,
Singing beside the hedge. "What if
the bread
Be blitter in thine inn, and thou un-
shod
To meet the flints? At least it may
be said,
"Because the way is short, , I thank
Thee, God!"
—Elizabeth Barrett Browning.
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THE NIGHT, WAS SILVER
The night was silver. Waters seemed
to flow
Up through a dusk of foam, and
where we stood
We heard a sandaled music come and
go—
Hearing the evening overtake the
wood.
A leaf: fell first, as though a.meinory.
Had stirred one branch against the
windless sky;
A ring dove voice the ,thicket, we
ncould see '
Beyond the oaks, a white moth .drift,.
ing by.
So in a world of silver we Voth turned
To meet the cool night walking • up
the hill;
Wlings and the wind were beating',
the .rose burned,
A dusky Aro in the darkness, ,stili;
A drowsy music 'stirred the dim blue-
bell— , r Li., 1'..1.
CONTENTMENT
The gentle, sunny hours
Pace slowly past—,their feet einem,
the flowers
That drowse, se sweet, ,beneath, my -
'
y'
And linger, there, loth that a •place
so still, -
Stooped deep in sunshine, should see
time go by.
I, also, in my dreaming, wonder why,
My garden in the sun •
Beckons to me, and where the white
roads ran
Beyond the hedge, I watch the people
pass.
Sweet winds, heavy with. scents of
flowers and grass,
Steal through my window, while the
golden bees
Make elfin music in my blossom,
tri.
This is my happiness—
To dreamt beside my window, while
the press
Of life but finds faint echo in this
room
Of chequered sunlight, cool and
rented gloom.
The frailer, sweeter blooms of life
are silent,
But in my world of dreams, I ate
content, —Jean G. Baxter.
PUT ON YOUR OLD GREY
BONNET
On an old farm, house verandah
There sat Silas and Miranda.
Thinking of the days gone by
Says lie "Dear, don't ba weary
You were always bright and cheery
But a tear dear, is dimming your
eye."
Says she, "They're tears of gladness
Silas, they're no tears of sadness
It is fifty years today since we were
wed.
Then the old man's dim eyes bright=
ened,
And his kind old face did lighten
As he turned to her and said.
CHORUS:
"Put on your old gray bonnet
With the blue ribbons on it
While I hitch old Dobbin to the shay
And through the fields of clover
We'll drive away to Dover,
On our golden wedding clay."
It was in the same old bonnet
Wiith the bright blue ribbons on it,
And sitting in the seine •old shay
That be drove her off to Dover
Through the sante old fields of clover
And you hear the old man softly says
I'LL TAIKE THEE HOME AGAIN
KATHLEEN
•
I'll take you home again Kathleen,.
Across the ocean wild and wide,
To where your heart has ever been
Since first you were my bonnie bride.
The roses all have left your ,checks,
I'•ve watched them fade away and die
Your voice is sad whene'er you speak
And tears bedini your loving eye.
Chorus:
Ohl' I- will take you home, Kathleen
To where your heart will feel no path:
And when the fields are fresh and
green.
i will take you to your home again.
I know you love me Kathleen, dear,
Your heart was ever fond and true.
I always feel when you are near,
That life holds nothing dear hint yon
The smiles that once you gave to m
I scarcely ever see them now,
Though many, many times I see
A darkening- shadow on your brow.
To that dear home beyond the sea,
My Kathleen shall again return.
And when thy old friends welcomer
thee
That loving heart will ceaseto yearn.
Where laughs your 'mother's humble,'
cot i
The brightest rays of sunshine gleam[
Where' all your griefs will` be forgot.
I'll take you hone, again, Kathleen.:
Canadian flour to Bermuda ls:
duty free. The, :duty on foreign flour,
for 1935 hue been increased to 121*.
per cent ad valorem. Le