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The Seaforth News, 1953-06-25, Page 6te... txzeo: , r MAU MAINE MEM ANNE /oak ?con: - y t u ,2 do i[, _ "Dear Anne Hirst: I. don't love b)•ve my husband any more. I'm wondering whether to return to Mtn on account Of our children? dt really think they are better oft Without him' But I want your opinion. "We have six children, and I'm expecting another in a few months. Since my husband sold our home we have lived in many places and have been put out of them because of non-payment of arent, My husband drank and gambled, My mother has always bought clothes for the children, helped pay our bills. and even bought food for us. I have left soy husband half a dozen tittles, but on his promises to do bet- ter we would go back. "In the past year I have work- ed as much as possible, trying to get bills paid—he doesn't •believe M paying debts. Five weeks ago, he was so obnoxious that I quit my job, That night he threat- ened to kill me. 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Each day he comes here and says he's going to kill me—and in the presence of the children. "Do you think I should stay here, or go back to him whcu he finds some place to live? I don't know where to turn! He drinks heavily, and now he watches the house and bus line so I dare not leave the block. I can't sleep, or get any rest. "5 know I have faults, bort everyone around us knows I've tried to be a good wife and mother., Maybe I've failed. and caused all this? Please help rue.. "A WORRIED MOTHER." GET FREE • Why or earth do you think of going back to your hue- ' band because of the children? * Their young minds are al- ' ready contaminated by his ' evil ways, and his outspoken • threats against you must make * them hysterical. Your first * duty le to protect them from * such a father. Further, you * have not reason to believe his " promises any more. If he ever • should find another place for you all, how long do you think * the landlord would put up with • his offensive conduct?? • • You are fortunate, indeed, in • having such an tutderstanding mother. Stay with her. Your • children have a home and sus- ' tenanee there. which their * father never provided for long. * After you arrange a separation * or divorce (which I hope you • will do- immediately) you can * find another position - when * you are able to take it, and * this tiine, hold it without fear * of his intrusion. From other information you * give, I do not believe any wo- • man cotild do more than you * have done: frankly, I don't * see how you have stood such • a life for so many years. Cease • questioning yourself, then. * take steps to get free ut this * worthless man, and look for- ward to a better life for you * all. It is ahnost beyond belief what cruelties some wives sub- mit to (and often mistakenly) for the sake o1' their children. If Your husband is impossible. to live with, take action while you are young enough to go your way without him, Anne Hirst will advise you. Write her at Box 1. 123 Eighteen St., R'ew 'l Iren(o. Ont. BA{) OSr FLOUR SAYES DIVER'S 11511 A bag :i1 slum saved a to:timed pear' diver from bleeding. to death at Thursday Island - The `;kin" diver, called Rix- on, had his leg seised• by a large shau•)c. He rammed his thumbs deep in the snail::- eyes and forced it to let go, Then he struggled to the d.n- ebv and was hauled aboard. In the absence of anything that would make a satisfactory 1iea- turei, it seemed thathe nlitit1 bleed to death. Rixon'..=, resource had urs me. its. Ile e 0111 d tor a bag of flour, The maimed leg Was thrust in and the dough that formed staunched the blood effectively until the limes,- 'et.rbed Thurs- dae Islau l r.'1 '•:: doctor, saved his life. PurrF Hard—With an impish look, Jonatha Matthews, 8, seems to be starting'. Byron Lanahan, 8, off early as a smoker. The pipe is mode of rare pink and white opaque glass and was used in a 14th century English 'tobacco Shop only for display, Clot Soundings—Recording the speed with which a blood clot is formed, an Ultra-Viscoson Is demonstrated above by Dr, Ray- mond Yesner, at left, and Dr. Alfred Hurwitz, assisted by tech- nician Jean Entwhistle. A small ultra -sonic sensing element "feels" the blood. This machine offers new hope to victims of diseases requiring exact knowledge of blood -clotting time. 1RONICLES LGENOIERE, 7.,-,., r6 The weatherman, apparently, is in the dog -house. Very few of his forecasts of late have been accurate and the general public has become annoyed ancl distrust- ful. He promises a fine day and we get a downpour; cooler weath- er and it becomes hot and sticky; clearing skies and we waken to the steady rumble of thunder, Yes, it is most annoying when the forecasts and the actual weather are so contradictory, especially when farmers; gardners, fisher- men and it:st ordinary- folk plan- ning an outing have come to de- pend so -much upon the day be day forecasts. In the weather office, as we know, changes in atmospheric. conditions are registered on sen- sitive instruments that have stood the test of years. By them the weatherman knows the type of weather that should normally fol- low according to the disturbances that have been recorded, Then why have these forecasts sudden- ly become so unreliable? Well, what about the atom bomb? Un- til the last few years did the weather bureau ever have to deal with the effect of atonic weap- ons? Imagine ordinary, everyday air currents floating around in the ether, just minding their own business, -bringing good weather or bad according to normal pres- sure conditions, and then these same air currents suddenly find themselves blasted in every dir- ection by huge atomic explosions, without advance warning being registered by weather office bare - meters. And then the reputation of the weatherman is blasted as has been so unfortunate as to predict ... especially if he prom- ised the nca:t day would be `warm and dry" and what carne was wet and windy! Alt me, who would be a weatherman in this atornic Ih' Lying awake the other night, listening, unwillingly, to the -en -eh of thunder, and trying re!. to watch the lightning, a comeeeing thought suddenly came •to t• �— never yet have I heard of a tor- nado, or "twister" unleashing its fury at bight. As far as my knowledge goes it always happens in daylight. Am I right or wrong? Well, last week this column was written on the eve of one of the Most memorable events of our time --the Coronation of El izebeth II. Now that, too, has become history, and time marches on. From 5 a.m. to I p.m. on June 2, and then again from 3 o'clock onwards our radio was never off. 1 don't think i missed a thing. Nor did Partner because he was milking the cows and fo1- low!te, the procession at the same time on els radio at the barn. It was suet a • wonderful broadcast but such So emotional strain that we were both tired out after- wards. Instead of going down town to enjoy our local celebra- tions that evening we were glad to finish up our chores and get to bed a little earlier than usual, But if tho broadcast was tiring to us what must the actual pro- ceedings have been to the thous- ands of participants . and to the Queen herself? It is beyond imagination, Now, as I write, another im- portant event is in the making— the long awaited Armistice in Korea. It has hung fire for so long, one is almost afraid 10 hope, And if an armistice is signed— then what? Time will tell --but we can be very sure whatever happens in Korea will have some impact on the lives of each one of us, wherever we may Iive. We hope more attention will be given to a better distribution of the Smile From Africa—Ingri i Rita Mills, 20, is the owner of an infectious smile that helped her win the title, "Miss South Af- rica." She will be in Long Beach to compete in the Miss Universe Beauty Pageant. In addition to a trip to London for the Corona- tion, Miss Mills also won $10,- 000 and chance at being Miss Universe, foods we grow so that all nations in the world may benefit.—pro- decet:e and consumers alike— without gt'att or greed. From the look of the fields in this district there is likely t0 be a shortage of cereal grain, but there should certainly be plenty of hay, although everything de- pends on the weather. The alfalfa is very heavy but at present there is.no bloom, I foresee happy days ahead when we start haying! With so much sap in the stalk it will .take a lot of curing before the balers can handle it. Good drying weather is very necessary as hay has to dry quickly these days. Cat it down, call the baler, draw it to the barn—the quicker the better—that soms to he the idea now. Haying no longer interferes with what we women want to do, An extra meal or two perhaps but few women have to stay home now to drive the team on the hayfork, What a hot, dusty job that was, and how heavy the whiffle -trees as we lifted theta when turning the horses back to the barn. And that awful fear that the rope might break, or the hay fork go slithering through the side of the barn! However, when you're young you take it all in your stride. It is only now, with those days behind you, you remember—and you thank the powers that be, that no longer is such work required of you, You can get on with your or- dinary work, go tel your teas or meetings—the haying goes on whether you're at home or away. THWORL HOUSEWIF EVS MOST LO N, Mrs, Margery Daulby i.; sitting by her shining black kitchen stove making out her shopnittg list. She writes: 20 tens coal. 300 lb, tea. 100 tins dried milli. 000 lbs, potatoes - Yes, Mrs. Daulby dues her shopping in a big way. She has to, For this Lancashire lass, born at Preston, is the World's Lone- liest Housewife, She is married •10 Burnley -born the Rev, Tont Daulby; who is the Church Of Canada's missionary to the Es- kimos of Northern Baffin Land, and she shares with trim the tiny wood -built mission -house at Pond Inlet, 400 utiles inside the Arctic Ctrete. For five year's at a time they are cut off front civilization, see no white man except the grizzled trader front the Hudson's Bay Company's trading post at the Inlet—save once a year when the supply ship from Canada comes crunching alongside their tiny quay, The ship will take Mrs. Daut- by's order back to Canada for her. It will deliver the goods at Pond Inlet ---but not for another year. Accordingly, the World's Loneliest Housewife must not forget anything, Ono of her pre- decessors in Baffin Land once forgot to put her sugar on the list: She had to radio for it and have it delivered. by 'plane. An expensive omission! Mrs. Daulby drops a lump of lee in the kettle and while it melts and boils, woes on with her list: • 30 cases of breakfast cereal. 35 dozen processed eggs. 75 tins of biscuits.... She will want candles, nttltch- es, wool, cotton, aspirins, cook- ing utensils, books, clothes for herself and husband, clothes for barter with the Eskimos. It will be a week before she has finish- ed her stock -taking, checked her requirements against last year's list, primed it where she can— for the missionaries do not earn much money, Finally, she lays her task aside and climbs into her sleeping bag. There is no need for her to wait up for Tom to -night. He won't be home, not for a good many more nights either • , for two months, possibly three. For the Arctic winter has des- cended. The sun has stink below the horizon with a last brilliant play of a hundred colours re- flected in the sky and on the surface of the ice -locked inlet, The temperature is down to something like 20 dogs, below zero. The land is frozen to the hardness of iron. All of which means that tra- velling time has come for Tom Daulby. His sledge goes fastest over the frozen ground, More- over, the Eskimos are settled in their winter encampments and are expecting Aryolcsoeeye ("The Teacher"), as they call the mis- sionary. Perpetual Twilight So, attended by his faithful Eskimo attendants Nasook and Jobe, with his sledge piled high with rations and bundles of Testaments, Tont Daulby has kissed his Margery good-bye. With a cry of "Mush!" to the dogs he has vanished in10 the perpetual twilight of the Arctic winter. "Doing the rounds of my par- ish," as Tom Daulby laughingly calls it, will mean a journey of at least 1,000 miles. And all sorts of things can happen, The sledge may overturn, injuring one of the men, some of their dogs may ELY vattisti le pursuit of bear, a blies zatd may overtake them and ,line prison them their rations dwittne ling, for a week or more in the fetid atmosphere of a hastily built igloo. To preserve then lives they may have to gel out with Melt' rifles bunting Arctic hare and caribou bird. Roaring Polar Gales All this Margery Daulby must think of as she lies listening to the polar gales roaring and the driven snow being piled up on the other side of the thin-wood- eu wall of her frail little box of a home. But she has learned not to worry too much about her tough .missionary husband. He eat* handle a 'kayak or a team of -dogs es well as the Eskimos and fire a rifle better than any of them. In any case, she has plenty to do to keep her mind occupied as she deputizes for hint among the Eskimos on the station, acts as nurse, midwife, schoolmist- ress, and hostess to visiting Es- kimos, who come to make the social call they love so Clearly. When she wakes it is dark, on course, and the temperature in the house is about 25 degs. (7 degs. below freezing). She lights the lamps, stokes up the stove and gets the breakfast of cereal and fried eggs and bread. Her midday meal may consist of Arctic hare, deer meat, ptar- migan, fish or tinned meat and vegetables. in the afternoon the Eskimo children come in to school, to learn reading, writing, arithmetic and hand work. In the evening there is more school, for the adult Eskimos this time. Payment by Telt When more chatting, more tea and more biscuits, More dealing — and the only payment the Eskimos will • take for the furs they have to sell is tea. You will understand now why the second item on Margery Daulby's once - a -year shopping list is 300 ib. of tea. The Eskimo is very •par- tial to a nice "copper." But .don't feel sorry tor the world's Wiliest housewife. That is the last thing she would want. She loves her work and the peo- ple whom she serves. Even the Arctic weather isn't half as had as is popularity ima- gined. In the summer at Pond Inlet they can doff their furs and put on thin dresses, In the letter Margery Daulby sent home by the last ship out of the frozen north she told with de- light how she had collected forty different kinds of wild flowers. All the loneliest housewife had to complain about, in fact, was that her tomato plants, though they flowered, did not bear fruit. A ripe tomato would have made such a nice salad with the mus- tard and cress she grows quite easily by the light of the mid- night sun, LOGY, LISTLESS, OUT OF LVE f N LIFE? 99ra, woke up your liver bile .. jump out of bed rade' to go Life not worth living? It may be the livers It'e a fact! If your livor bile Is not flowing freely your food may not digest.. gee bloats up your etome& , , , you feel eon. etlpated and all rho fun nerd eparklo go out *8111*.ore t'hatle whoa you aced mild, gentle, Carrow Little Livor Pira, You eon Carton, help stimulate your livor bile t once igala it te pouring out at a rate of up to two pmts o day iuto your digestive !raft. This h ahappy you right up, make you fool that happy days me hero orcin, So don't stay sunk got Carfare Little Liver Pias. Always have them on hand. ISSUE 20 — 1953 With A Lady Diplomat, Also Goes Wardrobe United States Ambassador to Italy, Clare Booth Luce, waves a greeting to a Roman crowd and gives them a grateful smile. .41 left is her husband, publish• ay Henry Lute, Following the lolly ambassador to Europe is her extensive ward- robe. dare and transportation of a wardrobe is a problem For any diplomat's aides. But in the case of a lady diplomat, the problem assumes astronomical proportions. Seen above, Roman workmen unload part of the trunks and chests containing the habiliments of united States Ambassador Clary Coothe Luce,