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The Seaforth News, 1958-11-27, Page 3Indian Summer At this time of year, when poets in northern latitudes paint their verses to resemble the trees, 1 like to recall Che child- hood adventures associated with autumn. My grandmother had a share in many; indeed, s he frequently made them possible. Our Mohawk Valley was in full regalia during October, and even into November. 1 told my- self privately that the pageantry around us was provided by In- dian braves who, sneaking out of the past, daubed the trees with ]eft -over war paint. 1 once mentioned this, rather timidly, to Grandma, "Now There's an ideal" she exclaimed, She knew, of course, that the image had been called up by our reading of "Deerslayer" and our mutual interest in the relics the Iroquois had left in the countryside. But she carefullj avoided puncturing my fancies, however extravagant they might- be. ightbe. Although 1 never really be- lieved that Joseph Brant's Mo- hawks returned to color the foliage, the idea that redmt.>n might come back in Indian Sum- mer added to my enjoyment of autumn. Scuffing through the leaves en route to and from school, I imagined I was scout- ing for a war party, Whether it was equipped with tomahawks or paint buckets didn't matter;. to a boy, things never can be what they seem. One important pleasure of the season was the back -yard corn- roast—"cookout", I believe, is the newer word. Grandma con- tributed her services as maitre d' for the feasts held in our yard. And although I was nominally "chief cook and bottle washer", I must admit that all the wash- ing—dishes, utensils, my hands and face—was done by Grandma after the young guests had de- •parted, She kept a practiced e, e on the cooking, too. The roasting was accomplish- ed in a hole under the crab- apple tree near our garden, Pre- paration of the raw material— corn, if available, and always the reliable potato—was a tedi- ous process, and somehow the finished product never proved 'very satisfactory, although no feaster dared admit it. Between charring, unavoidable sprink- lings of topsoil, and a general underdoneness, the meal that emerged from the embers could hardly substitute for a good sup- per served on our red kitchen tablecloth. But the roast was a rite that went with the fall. Boys and girls in the neighborhood 'took turns sponsoring it, with the result that everybody was guaranteed one poor meal a week during the open season! Autumnal activities also in- cluded expeditions for hickory nuts. There was a fine grove of trees a mile from our house, and Grandma often joined the party of youngsters that besieged it. We tossed stout sticks aloft to dislodge the burrs which she put into the burlap bag we al- ways hoped to fill, and never did. The spoils were evenly divided among the gatherers, and stored at home for future reference. More accessible were the acorns and chestnuts. These homely fruits of the fall served in various ways: they could be strung as Indian beads, used as slingshot ammunition, or deploy- ed around the house as decora- tions. They were, however, con- sidered inedible, a quality that counted against them. Gathering these lesser nuts dirt not require an extended quest, for practically everyone had ac- cess to their trees and our poc- kets were always well -stocked. A result was that the nuts had no value in a boy's inventory of assets; he couldn't swap thein unless a horse chestnut's size and unusually rich . mahogany color and high polish proved ir- resistible to another hoarder. 1 suppose that this was our first introduction to the law of supply and demand, but we were not economists in those days, writes John.L. Cooley in The Christian Science Monitor, Grandma disliked this appliea- tion of the collector's instinct. She said the nuts wore holes in my pockets and messed up. the floor, making locomotion hazardous. A favorite occupation for a fall Saturday morning was deer hunting. Perhaps I should use quotation marks around those two words, for of course there were no deer and my bunting amounted to nothing more than a pleasant walk through Jack- son's woods, armed with home- made bow and arrows. At breakfast I would decide that the day was, auspicious for a vension guest, and commun- icate my resolve to Grandma "All right," she'd say, smiling. "But we've got plenty of meat. I bought a pot roast yesterday. When I had finished my oat- meal and toast she'd help me put on the old hunting togs overalls and bright red flannel blouse—and I'd fetch my wea- pons from the cellar. Grandma always said I looked fine and fit when I stood at attention for her final inspection. Any buck with a grain of sense, she as- sured me, would welcome a chance to be shot at by so trim a Deerslayer. Then I was off to recruit my friend Freddie Winters for the safari. Freddie liked to hunt, too, although he was a rather practical soul and became im, patient when no deer presented itself in the first five minutes, But his mother made fat sugar cookies, with which she supplied us generously in case game was in short supply when we hung- ered. I remember coming home one Saturday somewhat after the noon hour, the dinner deadline Grandma insisted on. I was tired, grimy, and a bit nervous, for she liked punctuality and I wasn't sure what she'd say. She met me at the back door, "Well, you're late," she com- mented. n "Any luck?" I shook my head and .went into the kitchen, A strange pleasant aroma hung in the familiar room. I sniffed and looked at her. Grandma laughed. Then she told me that the neighborhood's mightiest hunter, Mr. Carter, had brought us a venison roast while I was foraging. It would be ready by the time I had scrubbed, He Hopped Over The Iron Curtain Ferenc Nagy was once the pride of Hungary as champion pole valuter, but at forty-two he was a little out of practice. Perhaps that is why the Hunga- rian authorities did not take much notice when Ferenc began practising pole vaulting again just to keep in form." For months he trained, always increasing the height a little, un- til he was almost his old self again. Recently Ferenc drifted off one night and when the Hungarians discovered why he had been so assiduously practising pole vault- ing it was too late to do any- thing about it. Artful Ferenc had pole vaulted over dangerous minefields and barbed wire fences in order to escape from behind the Iron Curtain! Customer: "I want to get some beet leaves for my hus- band. Do these have any poison spray on them?" Grocer: "No, I'm sorry, mad- am, you'll have to get that at the drug store" CROSSWORD PUZZLE 9. Seize aimlessly 10. Tear 311, Past 11. Still 1s, pith propeller 10, Clvir injury 39. Vision 20, Concerning (suffix) 22. 11.1y 41. Languished 28. Aganooh 93. River wood embankment 24. Plunge In 41. E. Indian liquid fiber plant 25. Open (var.) excavation 47 Equality 25. (1101's name 48. Rubber tree 2B. Inactive 00. .Human race 29 Piles with 52, Amer. general medicine 53, Sort 82. Sea duck 5.1. Stain 35 Wander 57 Pr, pronoun ACROSS 1. Surround 4, Color 9, Weep. 12. Era 13. Plower 14. Untruth 35. Maxie, 17. Auricle 18. Likely 19. Ralfan clay 1,00000 21. Maid 23. Attribute 27, Lukewarm 30. Clumsy fellow 31. Derived from oil 89. Dental 84. 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Discovered in an abandoned mine in Australia, the find is valued at about $175,000. WL'FkRM PROT L A Canadianagentfor an Amer- ican company has pleaded guilty in Edmonton to selling a feed- ing stuff represented incorrectly, according to the Plant Products Division, Canada Department of Agriculture. Ray Harris Depew of Raymond, Alberta, agent for the Mac Bilt Feeds, a division of Western Yeast Products, Yardley, Wash- ington, faced the charge recently. Analysis disclosed that the feed contained about half the labelled guarantee for protein and vita- min A, an excess of calcium, and a deficiency of phosphorus. The product also contained fluorine at a level 70 times the maximum allowed in a feed of the type, Instructions have been issued to release the goods from de- tention for return to the United. States. w + w Canada has made it legal to sell beef cattle feeds containing up to 15 per cent so-called injur- ious weed seeds when certain labelling requirements have been met and the viability of the seeds destroyed. Authority was granted under an amendment to the Feeding Stuffs Regulations which previ- ously allowed only one half of one per cent in mixed feeds. + 6 6 Regulaticns were relaxed af- ter a probe by the Canada De- partment of Agriculture into effects of feeding refuse screen- ings containing a high percent- age of stinkweed seeds. Other research was conducted by the department and the University of British Columbia on the tox- icity and nutritive value of such weed seeds, ,w + Experiments gave reasonable assurance that stinkwe' d' taint would not result if the feed is discontinued 48 hours before slaughter. + w w There are thousands of tons of refuse screenings available every year in terminal grain elevators, flour mills, and seed - cleaning plants across the coun- try. Pellets of heat -devitalized re- fuse screenings have been fed beep cattle in British Columbia and the United States for some years. + w Although it could not be reg- istered as a prepared livestock feed under the Feeding Stuffs Act, it was sold as a prescrip- tion mix with farmers taking responsibility for injury to their animals. With the latest amendment, these feeds may be manufac- tured for general sale when registered under the Feeding Stuffs Act.* + + A blanket of snow acts as in- sulation for young apple trees, the Horticulture Division, Can- ada Department of Agriculture, has discovered. Tests made at Central Experi- mental Farm during a sub -zero, nine -day period in January, 1957, showed the effects of snow on soil temperatures. + w gt With •air temperature averag- ing -12 degrees Fahrenheit, the soil temperature under one inch of soil with a nine -inch snow cover was 28 degrees Fahren- heit — a difference of 40 degrees between the air and soil tem- peratures * w + Without the snow covering, the soil temperature skidded to 12 degrees Fahrenheit — indi- cating that the snow coverage maintained temperatures 16 de- grees higher, or 40 per cent of the total insulation. This effect in degrees of tem- perature was minimized t about 15per cent during milder per- iods of winter, averaging 21 de- grees Fahrenheit. * a * Canadian poultry processing plants are feeling the pressure of a marketing` boom that is sweep- ing the nation. Up to October 11, marketing of broiler chickens had reached 129,587,153 pounds—an increase of 32,248,630 pounds over the same period a year ago. • * New up-to-date plants have been built and many of the older ones remodelled and stream- lined. Refrigeration is a big fac- tor in the poultry processing business, and important improve- ments have been made over the past three years or so. There are about 258 registered poultry processing and 133 evis- cerating plants in Canada. * a + One plant in the Toronto area, which started on a small scale a few years ago, now has a ca- pacity of 3,400 birds per hour and has an average kill of 125,- 000 birds per week. And produc- tion is expected to be stepped up to 4,000 birds per hour in the near future. * + + Marketing of turkeys is being spread over a longer period and up to October 11, a total of 36,- 056,873 pounds had been handled at registered plants -11,252,874 pounds over the same period in 1957, Thus, plants have their hands full to keep pace with the mar- ketings of a business with unlim- ited possibilities. Hundred Thousand Doliars A M1nute On the aucson black at Lon- don's Sotheby & Co., one night last month, were seven paint- ings, all accepted masterpieces by Cezanne, Menet, Renoir, and van Gogh. They came from the collection of the late Jakob Goldschmidt of New York City Goldschmidt's pale, 42-year-o.d son Irwin had come to Sotheby's to convert this part of the estate (under which his own two sons are co -beneficiaries) into liquid assets. Sotheby's began filling an hour before the sale. People without tickets queued 50 yards dowi, Bond Street, four to five deep, while ticket -holders crushed into the building. Some 400 favored persons were put in the main gallery, another 1,100 spread through three more rooms to watch the sale by special closed circuit television. In the math gallery. one guest in white tie and tails talked shrilly at a hostess. "I spent £10,000 here in one year," to said. "And now they accuse me of gate-crashing. There'll be a letter. I shall write a stinkirg letter to the directors!" Wearing sunglasses, actor Burt Lan- caster tried to heave through the jam with his shoulder. At 9.37 Peter Wilson, the chairman of Sotheby's who was acting as auctioneer, climbed onto the brown birch rostru'n and knocked, — lightly - witf, his ivory palm gavel. Attend- ants in gray -blue uniforms placed a Manet "Self -Portrait" on the high easel. Quietly Wil- son announced: "Lot No, 1 — what am I bid?" "Five thousand pounds," he muttered quietly into the micro- phone. "Eight thousand, ten thousand, twelve thousand, fif- teen thousand , . 58 thousand and 60 thousand . . ." His blue eyes swung back and forth across the hot room. "Sixtly-five thousand, the bid is in the front Wiison waited, then rapped his gavel. "Yours sir, in the fourth row." He entered the amount in his fawn record book, as a sigh blew across the gallery. This first lot had gone to John Sum- mers, an agent who was buying for an American collector. The price: $182,000 Manet's "Promenade" was next. Within 100 seconds, with a final wave of a catalogue, it went to New York are dealer Georges Keller for £89,000 ($249,200), Keller, it is rumored was buying for Paul Melton's collection or one of the Mellon family funds. Then came Lot No. 3: Manet's "Street in Bern." Ninety seconds later the painting had been sold for £113,000 ($316,400), Lot No. 4: Van Gogh's "Public Gardens at Arles," 180 seconds, £132,000 ($389,600). Lot No. 5: Cezanne's "Still Life of Apples," 70 sec- onds, £90,000 ($252,000). Now, Lot No. 6. Cezanne's "Boy in the Red Vest" was pre- viewed by Peter Wilson in his usual undramatic monotone and bidding spun along after an opening £20,000 in staccato bursts of £5,000 ($14,000). At the unbelievable figure of £220,000 ($616,000). Peter Wil- son paused and asked with is straight face: "Will nobody offer any more?" The remark prick- ed the tension. With a knock of the gavel, the painting went t4 Georges Keller. It 'vias the highest price ever paid at an auction. Bidding time: 168 sec- onds. Renoir's "The Thought," was sold to London dealer Edward Speelman for £72,000 ($201,600) The last offering, it sent the sale total to £781,000 ($2,186,800)— a record for one day. The entire sale had taken 21 minutes.. "No, I don't know what I'm going to do with the money," Goldschmidt said when he was besieged by the press after the sale. "All you can do is eat three meals a day, you know." The pictures themselves, care- lessly draped in green felt, were stacked together in a small room off the main gallery. Only a Sotheby's attendant was loo's ing.—From NEWSWEEK. INDAY SCI1601 JSSON By Rev. R. B. Warren, B.A„ 11.1). Why Men Oppose Jesus Mark 2:18.28 Memory Selection: Blessed is be, whosoever shall not be of- fended in me. Matthew 11:6. When a person begins criti- cizing his fellows, I'm interested; not so much in his criticism, but in what's wrong with him. A man whom I had just met started criticizing the church. It wasn't what it used to be. Finally his wife turned to him and said, "Why don't you do what you know should be done and set the example'?" He was silent. The critic usually has some basic dissatisfaction within him- self which he doesn't want to face. So he takes it out on other people. Having developed an antipathy toward an individual or group he is ready to criticize them no matter what they do. If they are reserved in their approach to him he labels them as prdud and unfriendly. If they appear warm towards him, they are putting it on just to curry favor. So whatever they do, it is wrong. The critic is unhappy. If someone tries to correct him, he refuses to see his error He. fancies himself to be a martyr. There are none so blind as those who will not see. The Pharisees didn't like Jesus because He taught and lived a higher way of life than they were living or wanted to live. He showed up their sin and they didn't like it. They majored in externals and rituals. Jesus em- phasized the need of a pure heart, The Pharisees found fault because the disciples of Jesus didn't fast as often as they did. They had also eaten some ker- nels of grain as they passed through the fields on the Sab- bath. In neither case had they transgressed the law. But the Jews had added many of their notions to the law as given by Moses, thereby often obscuring its real purpose and meaning. They also found fault because Jesus healed an the Sabbath. In how much of their criti- cism were they really sincere. They were blind leaders of the blind. Saul, the Pharisee was one of the most bitter. But when he tnet Jesus and yielded his heart to Rim he was different. Ile he - crime art apestle of the 111620143 of God's love for sinful man and His power to redeem through Jesus Christ. Upsidedown to Prevent Peeking ®Ell ©©®I+�b IJDQ I'1E U ®©k2©LT; ©EVIG Q�Q©G],''©©O ©i 111311311 9 DI rJ Ik1®ULM0« .coo©a ©v©v: LIM Ella g U©k ` Eifl©0©X�k !%7L•1 L,GI :°III©7�& EH 2Q ©hJ<•] ©i9t JLIFLipligjelgr? arillori7a0.111301:11.-,,, Iii 4'1®Q SAFE! — Miner Maurice Ruddick, the father of 12 children, smiled when he was visited by his four-year-old son Revere in the hospital in Springhill, N.S. Ruddick was one of the seven miners "miraculously" rescued on November 1 after they had been entombed in the mine for more than eight days. "OUT -PRODUCE AMERICA" is message on these banners on a Soviet state farm near Kiev, which also 'show farm's progress since 1952 in sugar beet, milk and hog production,