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The Seaforth News, 1955-04-21, Page 6a*, t , „1 ?lo`. Family tea;& _... "Dear Anne Hirst: I am on the horns of a dilemma, and come to you because I am impressed with your sincerity and your common sense. I am a widower of 65, in good health and financially re- sponsible. Some months ago I met a widow, the mother of a 12 -year-old girl. We have a mu- tually strong admiration, and have talked of marriage. She is 24 years younger than I. "I have told her that a man my age should not marry a much younger woman; she contends the difference is not important. I fear that it may eventually lead to an unhappy union. Though T da not 'feel my years', one can- not deny them. Will you be so good as to give me your opinion? L. 1." GRAVE DECISION * Though I usually feel that * the temperaments of the two * concerned, and their congeni- * ality, are more important than Sun -Wrap ,o;© mo 583 SIZES z—lo Easiest embroidery —simplest sewing—prettiest dress! Mom, it opens flat—iron it in a jiffy! Use gay remnants, make one with embroidery—another with - Out! Pattern 583: Children's Sizes, 2 4, 6, 8, 10. Tissue pattern; em- broidery transfer. State size. Send TWENTY-FIVE CENTS in coins (stamps cannot be ac- cepted) for this pattern to Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St., New Tor- onto, Ont. Print plainly PAT- TERN NUMBER and SIZE, your NAME and ADDRESS. INSPIRED IDEAS—pages and pages of novel designs in our NEW Laura Wheeler Needle- craft Catalog for 1955! Comple-' tely different and so thrilling, you'll want to order your fa- vorite patterns. Send 25 cents for your cony of this new, new catalog NOW! * any intervening years, one * cannot dismiss a 24 -year span * lightly. In a decade this wo- * man will still be in her prime, * while you will be nearly 80, * enjoying life, I hope, but pre- * ferably by your fireside. * If there were no children * involved the situation would * still be grave. The presence of * a youngster entering her teens * can be highly disturbing to a * man unaccustomed to children.. * Her mother will soon be en * couraging the customary so- * cial activities and expect her * new home to be their center, * Picture the ensuing confusion! * Your own reluctance to en- * tertain the prospect of mar- * riage is the most vital argu- * merit against it, You could not * properly adjust yourself, I'm *. afraid, and would be likely to * anticipate emotional differ- * ences which 20 years ago * would not occur to you. How * could you relax completely in * such a situation, haunted by * unknown fear of each coming * year? * All in all, I agree with you. a * a IN LOVE WITH BOTH? "Dear Anne Hirst; I am over 17, and think I am in love with two boys. The one in service writes regularly, but shows no sign that he still loves me; when I read his letters I miss the spark that I felt when we were together. The other boy is his good friend, and he's so nice to me that I can't bear to hurt him. "I have worried so over this that my health is affected. Shall I try to forget the soldier, or wait till he comes home before I choose' MIXED UP" * Why worry yourself sick try- * ing to decide now? The soldier * may still love you but be awk- * ward putting it into words. * Months of service can also con- * fuse a lad's mind so he isn't * sure he feels the same toward * the girl waiting back home. * Wait by all means until you * two meet again; then you will * know your own heart, and his. * Enjoy the attentions of his * friend, but be careful not to * encourage him to think you * are in love; you may be, you * may not, Since you need not * hasten making your choice, it * is kinder to keep the friend- * ship on a casual basis so neith- * er of you will get hurt. * Absence plays tricks with * the human heart. A girl is apt * to idealize a man in uniform, * remembering only his finest * qualities. It is best for both of * them that she withhold any * decision until she sees him * again. As years descend upon us, the prospect of living alone can drive one into a regrettable mar- riage. Then is when one's com- mon sense is needed keenly. Anne Hirst's practical counsel has been of inestimable value to many a troubled reader. Write her at Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St„ New Toronto, Ont. There is a place where love begins and a place where love ends—and love asks nothing. —Cart Sandburg. l EARDO—That's right, it's a "heardo," not just another hairdo. Created by Hair Stylist Victor Vito, it's designed with an ear to the problem of the hard -of -hearing woman. As modeled by Carolyn Phillips, chignon conceals batteries for the hearing aid; curl just above earring masks ear unit of the device. ROOF OVER HIS HEAD—An 11 -inch snowcap covers the roof that covers this little fellow during a recent snowstorm. The bird feeding station not only provided the winged creature with shelter, but also with food. ROd®ICL a -S 'INGERFARM W Gwendolir.e P Clarke ry Where, of where, are the geese and robins now? Why didn't their natural instinct warn then to stay in the sunny south until winter had had its final fling in Ontario. Or could it be that mi- gratory birds have an unduly op- timistic spirit like certain road supervisors of the Department of Highways? What else could cause them — the supervisors — to have snowfences removed be- fore the end of March? Se often we have a storm from the east in late March or early April. Not once all winter have snowfences been needed around here but, oh boy, are they needed now! But the Friday before the storm was such a lovely day it was enough to deceive anyone. Just in case it might be a weather - breaker I had two weeks' wash- ing done before breakfast that day. No regular Monday wash- ing for me— I work according to the weather. So on that day I was trying to get about three days work done in one. But in the afternoon along came visi- tors. Their visit put a crimp in my activities so I didn't get my shopping done. Not that I was worrying — I thought I would slip down town Saturday morn- ing and get what I needed. Came Saturday morning . . . snow, wind and blowing snow — and a windshield wiper that was out of commission. I stayed put .. . emergency rations would have to keep us fed until the storm was over. And then about three o'clock Bob and Joy literally blew in. I soon had Bob blowing out again—down town to get me a few supplies. Partner is having a grand time down at the barn during this storm — carrying water to the cows. He can go out in the storm but the cows have to be taken care of! At the same time we are both very busy counting our blessings. We find we have quite a lot of them. During the first part of last week we had everything around here — wind, rain, sndw and a thunderstorm. There was quite a bit of lightning and wind dam- age in the district but the only causally here was the kitchen clock. The little motor in it was burnt out. Then, on the first comparatively calm day a heifer, running loose in the barnyard, produced her first calf, without any untoward incident. Partner said the heifer and calf were fine but he didn't know how he was going to get them into the stable. (My help is no longer appreciated.) Then on that won- derful spring-like Friday along carne Johnny. He got the heifer tied up and also brought in a two -week's supply of chop. And yesterday morning the milk truck got through the lane with- out any trouble—our snow fence is still up -so why shouldn't we count our blessings? The heifer might have calved on one of those terrible rough days;' we could have been left high and dry without chop for the cows, .and the lane might have be- come impassable. Not that we are enjoying the storm — it is. a trifle drafty around here, even the cats find it warmer down in the cellar — and we won't like the look of our coal -bin, But we are banking on the theory that eventually all things come to an end — even storms. Unfortunately that. also ' applies to the coal. The question is which will last the longer—the coal or the storm. Actually, we are more con- cerned about what is taking place at Niagara, The forces of nature can be so devasting upon occasion — even more so than atomic power—and the occasions seem to be getting more frequent all the time. Sometimes I wonder if floods, storms, cyclones and earthquakes are signs of Divine displeasure for atomic experi- ments, especially when phenom- enal disturbances are world- wide in character. So many changes — every- where and in every walk of life. Even in the farmers' barns, I remember, years ago, when Partner was milking ten or twelve cows by hand I used to worry because after the field work was done he had so much to do at the barn. But he used to say — "Well, what are you worrying about — that's nay recreation I" The children and I would be down at the barn, feeding the calves and helping here and there. It was generally quite quiet and peaceful and we we could talk back and 'forth among ourselves. Now on the rare occasions when I go to the barn I notice quite a difference. There is the noise of the motor on the milking machine; the swish, swish of air as Partner puts the milkers on the cows, And a much louder swish as suc- tion is released when Partner takes the milkers off. This, of course, is' repeated with each cow that is milked. . . . Then as the milker is being rinsed with cold water there is a loud sucking noise as the cups drain the last bit of water from the pail. And to cap it all there is the radio going. Fine when Part- ner is alone but not so good when we have to shout to make each other hear. The barn isn't a peaceful place any more and I never hear Partner say now that to milk cows is just recrea- tion. Really Windy Weather men all over, the world are interested - in • new- experiments now taking ,place in the United States tosfind out just how high and feat winds can blow. . A weather balloon 20.000 feet over Philadelphia recently re- corded a 392 m.p.h. wind. In Great Britain winds of more than 200 m.p.h. have been found four miles up. Such high winds are common four or five miles up in the stratosphere. They have been likened. to "a j e t . stream, : an atmospheric mountain torrent of wind rush ing down" a steep 'declivity, from a high barometric pressure to a low one." • Why don't these amazing winds maintain the same speeds when they reach ground level? Because the friction • of the earth's surface slows them up, Greatest ground speed of wind ever recorded wasthat at Wall- ingford, U.S.A., during a cy- clone on. March 22nd. 1092. It was' just under '250 miles an hour. At Weshingtoo a rev✓ years age 220 m.p.h. was record- ed Proposed arriage By An interpreter Spring in Budapest in the dreamlike years before World War Il A brilliant audience had been drawn to the opera house by the first performance there of the Imperial Russsian Ballet. In her mother's box, Romola de Pulszky leant forward eager- ly. As figures drawn from the fantasy of carnival fitted and leapt across the stage, the young daughter of Hungary's leading actress watched with parted lips. Harlequin, she remembered, had been announced in her pro- gramme as being played by Vas - lav Nijinsky, Nijinsky, son, grandson and great-grandson of a dancer, the greatest living genius of the ballet. When the audience rose to their feet and showered. the stage with flowers, Romola clap- ped like one in a dream. In that moment her studies for the theatre yielded to her leaping desire to be trained as a dan- cer, After the ballet company had left Budapest, she worked ac- tively at this new ideal. When the company returned, she was permitted to attend their re- hearsals. At first she did not meet the pale and youthful Nijinsky. When she was at last introduced to him, he gave her a sweeping bow because he had misheard the introduction and imagined her to be Budapest's prima bal- lerina But from that first meeting, Romolo adored Nijinsky. Once she dared to ask for his auto- graph and he gave it, mechani- cally, not appearing to realize he had seen her before. Diag- hilev, the maestro of the com- pany read her heart and whis- pered, "Beware, Nijinsky is like a sun that pours forth light but never warmth." They were words of menace. Romola ignored his warning. In the certainty that Nijinsky was the one man who mattered to her, she joined the Imperial company as a special, private pupil. Then one day, as the company; was travelling from Paris. to London, she found herself -Amt., to him in the train corridor; "-- She - She lowered her eyes at ihq firm scrutiny from his own soft brown ones, and stared foolishly at his feet. "Have you ever been to London?" he asked politely. And Romola burst into an em- barrassed torrent of words — her school years, the charm of England, Too late — she real- ized that he could not under- stand a word of the language she spoke. A few weeks later the entire ballet company left for South America. How Dare They! The day before their arrival. In Rio de Janero, a fellow mem- ber of the company came to Romola. With a ridiculously for- mal face, he said, "Romola, as Nijinsky cannot speak to you himself; he has requested me to ask your hand in marriage." "No, really," cried Romola, "it's awful. How can you you?" And with flushed face, half - crying, she locked herself in her cabin. They were making fun of her! How dare they! But presently a note was pushed tin- der the door, "Please let me know your answer," it said. "I must say something to Nijinsky. I can't keep him waiting like this," So it was true! Romola's tears dried. It seemed like a miracle. She put on an evening dress and went up to the deck. From the shadows Nijinsky emerged and said, in his broken French, "Mademoiselle, will you — you and I?" He pantomined, indi- cating a ring on her third finger. Romola nodded and, waving both hands, cried "Oui, oui. oui!" • They were strange lovers, un- able to sneak one another's lan- guage. Friends had to be em- ployed as translators when any- thing passed beyond the lan- guage of love. When they were married in Rio, the mayor asked questions in Spanish; Nijinsky snwered in Russian, and Romola in Hun- garian,and French. They had hardly finished their honeymoon before the first knell, of the dark future sound- ed. Nijinsky was dismissed ' the Russian Ballet. This was Diaghilev's revenge. No one ever understood Diag-• hilive. Dedicated .to' the: ballet ". himself, he sensed to exert an almost hypnotic power o'er Iris company, As soon as he heard of Nijinslcy's wedding, his anger knew no bounds, "As high as Nijinsky stands now, as low am. II going to thrust him!" -he vow- ed. Nijinsicy founded his own company, Straightway Diaghi- lev brought a lawsuit, attempt- ing to restrain Nijinsky from performiitg his own dances. The • dancer fell ill under the strain and had to forsake his handsome contracts. A baby was born, a green- eyed, black -haired baby. Kyra began dancing almost in her cradle. Nijinsky's worship of hia little daughter had scarcely be- gun when World War I broke The Nijinskys and Kyra had moved to Budapest to fulfil an engagement, and found no way of leaving Hungary. In the midst of discussing plans they were arrested. Russia was at war with Hun- gary — and the Nijinskys were Russian. He had friends at court, however. Soon kings, queens and governments were working on his behalf, At last, Vaslas and Romolo were allowed to leave for Ame- rica on parole to fulfil ballet contracts. On beaches and in lit- tle villages of the New World, the Nijinskys once again found a short spell of happiness. But, if they had escaped the war, they had not escaped the en- mity of Diaghilev. He pursued them incessantly with troublesome lawsuits and malicious rumour. He surround- ed Vaslav with artful acquain- tances who attempted to instil strange theories of the simple life into his head and tried to induce 'sim to forsake dancing and the world. Strange things began to hap- pen in the theatre. Vaslov step- ped on a rusty nail. "How did it happen to be on the stage?" Romola asked. "By accident." - One evening a heavy iron weight fell from the bridge. Only Nijinsky's quickness saved his life. Only his speed saved him, too, when another mysteri- ous accident occurred, and a tur- ret on which he was standing high on the stage began to sway and fall from beneath him. Romola noticed a curious change that seemed to be creep- ing over her husband. Immersed in ideas for ballet as he was, he seemed to draw "faraway," as Romola phrased it. Once, while she was quick- ly preparing to take Kyra for a walk, he dine out of his room with his face thunderous, de- manding why she should be malting such a noise. When she apologized, he pushed her down the stairs. Romola became - afraid and consulted a specialist. Not long before, her husband had fright- ened her by pretending to be mad His behaviour, too, had been queer of late. The great Professor Bleuler talked gently to Nijinsky under pretence of discussing his wife's health, In the ante -room Romola calmly waited. It would be all right. The hard times they had had, the fight with Diaghilev. the disillusion - it would all end soon. The doctor ushered Vaslav out and said: "All right. Splendid' Mine, Nijinsky, won't you step in for a second?" Romola followed him, with a smile to her Vaslay. As the pro- fessor closed the door behind, him, he said very firmly: "Now. my dear, be brave. Your hus- band is incurably insane." Romola looked above h i e head and saw dust heavily float- ing in the sunlight. Then the room 'was going round and round her in a wild ' circle Somewhere, back through the years carne the voice of a minis- ter: "In sickness and health, fou ever." For ever! For over twenty years Romola Nijinsky watched over her husband. Sometimes he danced. Sometimes he could watch others dance and correct their faults. But in the mental twilight of the insane he died — in 1950 — one of the greatest figures ever known in ballet. WISE GUY, Ell? Wife — Joe, get out of bed this minute. I heard a mouse squeak, Joe — Well what am I sup- posed to do, oil it? YoucantgoW:„-, ALLUUT® ! IF you Feel LLIN 3 These days most people work under pressure, worry more, sleep Tess. This strain on body and brain makes physical Moms easier to lose—herder to regain. Today's tense living, lowered resistance, `overworkworry—any of these may affect normal kidney action. When kidneys get out of order, excess acids and wastes remain in the system. Then backache, disturbed rest, that "tired -out" heavy - headed feeling often follow. That's the time to take Dodd's Kidney Pills. Dodd'a stimulate the kidneys to normal. action. Then you feel better -sleep better—work better. Ask for Dodd's Kidney Pills et anydrug counter. 55 ISSUE 10 — 1955