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"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. I left, end went
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to my mother'.. 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,