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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Seaforth News, 1959-12-17, Page 6sN •. 1(o t FFIRST "Dear Anne Hirst: I e m almost 17, the boy is a year older, and we've been dating for almost two years. Many times be has asked Me to marry him, but I wasn't ,pertain I wanted to get married. I know that is a big step in life Ind I wanted to make sure be - lore I gave him a final answer. know I have hurt him, but I !elt I had to tell the truth in - teed of leading him on. "He has gotten so sick of be- ng turned down that now he has eft me! Ile said I should know )es- now whether or not I want "That is true. Since this hap. 'tined, I know how much I love rim and need him, I told him es, but he doesn't seem to believe tnything I say. He even has his )wn doubts about me now! "I realize I've been a fool, and ( know what I have lost. Is there anything left for me to do? — A SORRY GIRL" YOU ARE FORTUNATE " Instead of offering sympathy, " I congratulate you on the " situation, painful as it seems al " the moment. You have been * going only with this one boy * since you were 15, and all • along you have realized that " marriage is the greatest ad- " venture of your life, a decision " not to be made hastily. That • is commendable. Only when * he grew tired of waiting and left, do you conclude that you love him, It is human to want the un- ' attainable. It is his leaving you ' that has suddenly made him doubly desirable. Because you " have no other beau your life ' seems empty now, and living ' in such a vacuum alarms you. Believe me, you have not beer, a fool, you have only been ' honest with yourself. ' It is well that the boy has ' gone. His doubts that you are ' not the girl for him show how ' shallow his emotions are; if ' he were more mature, your ' putting him off would only ' have made hire more eager to ' to win you, and he would have realized you are a well-balanced young woman who does not give her heart away without " knowing the value of her gift. You are both too young to think of marrying or even be- ' ing engaged. A girl 17 can hardly be sure that what she " feels is an enduring emotion ' that will last the rest of her life. You both need other com- " panions, and to learn some- " ting about this thing called love. It comes in several pack- ' ages, you know, and compari- The Smart Set PRINTED PATTERN 4607 SIZES 10-18 441 What a perfect pair! Together, they have the smooth look of a dress — separately, skirt and blouse combine with other part- ners, Note collar that curves away from neck, slim skirt.. Printed Pattern 4607: Misac,;' Sizes 10, 12, 14, 10, 18. Size 18 takes 2% yards 54 -inch fabric. Printed directions on each pet, tern part. Easier, accurate. Send FIFTY CENTS (50e) (stamps cannot be accepted, use postal note for safety) for this pattern. .Please print plainly SIZE, NAME, ADDRESS, STYLE NUMBER. Send order to ANNE ADAMS, Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St, New Toronto, Ont. * son with other friends will *.. open your eyes to its possibili- * ties, Go out with other boys now (I expect he'll look up * other girls) and after some * months you will know far bet- * ter how they compare with * him, * Don't despair. ley this time * next year you may both be * quite certain that you were • made fel' each other .— or you. * will have discovered that other * boys can attract you, too, If * that happens, won't you be re- * lieved that you did' not get en- * gaged today? * * * PROTECTIVE 84IOTHER "Dear Anne Hirst: I am a high- school sophomore, and need some advice, Since last March a boy and I have gone together, and' then my mother liked him, al- lowing me to invite him to any: birthday party and the school: dance. Then suddenly she changed her mind — when his brother got into trouble through no fault of Ms own! "Now she won't allow me to see him. He lives on our street, and I'm not allowed out of the house unless she is with me. She even follows me to school! "I tried not seeing this boy, but it just didn't work, I like him too much. Please help me out. — DISTRESSED TEEN-AGER" * It is of no use to appeal to * anyone else for the answer you * want. Somehow (and only you * know) you have lost your * mother's faith, and she feels * that out of her sight you will. * be seeing this young man. * What have you been doing that * she distrusts you so? Whatever * it is, stop it. • It is unfair, perhaps, that * one boy's misbehavior reflects * on the whole family, but it is * true. Your mother knows how * unwise it is for you to be see- • ing each other, and she is try- * ing to protect you from any • unfavorable gossip, You are • too young to appreciate this, • but you will have to accept hei o ruling and obey it. • If you will give her your * word that you will not see him * again without her permission, • and in other ways show you * can be trusted, perhaps later • on she will relent. Meanwhile, * it is up to you to prove your * integrity in every way you can. * * * Don't let any boy rush you into a promise to marry. Marriage is not a game, it is a lifetime con- tract, and only by careful com- parison with others can a girl be sure she is ready to 'take the step. In time of doubt, write Anne Hirst, and save yourself from a mistake. Address her at Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St., New Toronto, Ont. Sudden Death In A Snowball It was all great fun. The first snow of the season had fallen in the remote village of Egnat, high in the Alps, and all the kids were out, huffing and puff- ing to build a giant snowball to send thundering down the slopes. Watching them, 15 -year-old Jakob Giezendanner, the oldest of his 'family's eight children, smiled. Jakob. had rolled snow. balls in his day, too, but now he was a grownup, helping his fa- ther grub out a living from their rock-strewn farm, "Jakob, help us," the children cried. "Too busy," he explained. And then, Jakob noticed that the snowball—now 10 feet wide and 4 feet high—was threatening to skid and got out of control, Throwing aside the ax with which • he had been chopping wood, he ran to the children. Straining, he put his shoulder against the snowball. His feet slipped. One piercing cry was all that Jakob had time to utter before the giant snowball engulfed him and began careening down the slope. It must have weighed a ton by the time it struck en open space and broke apart. The children, rushing after it, found Jakob's body..The life had been crushed out of it. SALLY'S vim, mac! 'Science twee my rlsrlieg un- empleetel. Re knows nothing about it." TURNS A CENTURY — Aotor Edward Everett Horton looks at family albums with his mother, Mrs. Isabella Horton. She celebrated her 100thbirthday recently. HItONICLES GINGERFARM c ,eanou.w. P. cw.ru.e Partner says he is afraid to leave the house for very long because he' never knows what changes he'll find when, he gets back. That, of course, is a slight exaggeration but still, it has some foundation in fact and indicates one difference between a man and a woman. Most men lilee things left in the home more or less the way they are, year in and year out. Women love to move things around, creating a change of scenery within four walls. And after all, why not? Who wants to see the same thing in the same place, month after month, winter and summer? It gives a lift to the soul to change one's outlook, Except, of course, to the conservative type, and they are beyond hope. Not only that but summer arrangements are often unsuitable for winter months. And another thing, changing things around may dispel a guilt, complex if a per- son has been doing a little wish- ful thinking ... "If only I had a chesterfield - or a .rug, or drapes — like my friend Edna, how much nicer my livingroom would look!" Well, there is a saying -- "Don't let your wishbone be where your backbone ought to be". Don't wish for changes in your home — make them. Dare to be original. But don't talk it over with your husband first -- that that is fatal! He will be sure to say — "What's the matter .with the room the way it is — it looks all right to me?" To that sort of question a woman rarely has a logical answer. So, to -keep peace •in the family she subdues her splurge .of creative thinking and everything remains the.same — except for her own feeling of frustration. Now "don't get me wrong" — I think a husband and wife should talk things over .— and sometimes very carefully, par- ticularly when a purchase is in- volved. But I :cannot see the point of a major discussion over moving a piece of furniture, a picture, or arranging a differ- ent set-up in the kitchen. The home is primarily the woman's concern. It is often up 'to her .to do the best she can with what she has, making her home as comfortable and convenient. as she can for the whole family, So, if father .likes his livingroom chair in one particular spot, , for heaven's sake don't move it, but arrange the rest of the room to suit yourself, Finding the best place for your TV set is a matter for a family conference, as it concerns everyone,. And what a problem it can be. Now you may wonder what led up to all these ideas, Actual- ly nothing too drastic, A little • different seating arrangement in our livingroom; an unwanted table taken down to the base- ment; ferns changed around; a lamp from the den given a place in the livingroom and smell tables changed around from guest room to den, The overall result has been more space and I no longer feel it necessary to buy the nest of tables I thought we couldn't possibly do without. Now that should commend it, self to the man of the family don't you think? Not that I am entirely satisfied even yet but the present arrangement will do until I get another brainwave. You know, I think half the trouble with most of us is that we lack vision. We get so used to seeing things, good and bad, the way they are that in time Ws actually don't see them at ell. For instance, one friend was vis- iting another for the first time. She was entranced by the beau- tiful -scenery. "Oh, how I envy you this view." And then she added — "But I suppose you are so used to it you never' even see it." She was absolutely right. Unless we keep ourselves alert we are liable to lose our aware- ness of so many things. Even the Santa Claus parade. Maybe I am slightly infantile but I dropped everything last Satur- day — and so did Partner -.so we could watch the Parade on. television and we thoroughly enjoyed it. But what a shame it rained. Later two young mothers each said to me — "You know, I was so provoked . I forgot about the Parade and our young- sters would have loved watch- ing it on TV." Our daughter goes to the other extreme — she wants her boys to see every parade that comes along and generally takes all IT'S A LIVING — Princess Ferial of Egypt works as a shorthand teacher in Lausanne, Switzer- land, for $35 a week. Just turn= ed 21, the eldest daughter of ex - King Farouk teaches, at the ex- clusive school from which she was graduated a few months ago. three down town. This time two of them missed out, Jerry has measles and David the mumps, So Art stayed home with the afflicted ones and Dee took Ed, die to see the parade. Ross didn't even see it even an TV be- cause Jay was another one who forget. And now for those who are in- terested in reading — partieu. iarly in history — ay I recom- mend to you "Life in the Clear- ings" by Susanna Moodie, A sequel to "Roughing it in the Bush". Although the book was written around 1850 this is its first publication in Canada, It concerns the Belleville district, It seems almost impossible that life could be so different and yet be only a hundred years apart. Obviously each period has its advantages and disadvan- tages. How The Cave Men Used To Live The cave men were the human beings who lived before the most important of the early inventions on which a stable civilization can be based: farming, or the regular cultivation of edible plants; the domestication of hoofed animals; pottery — and perhaps with it the invention of wheeled transport; and 'the rev- olutionary technique of grind- ing, polishing, and boring stone tools so as to make them almost as efficient as the later tools of metal. The cave men did not farm; they were lurnters and fisher- men,. and their women collected wild fruit, vegetables, and grain. They lived lives rather like those of the American Plains Indians before the' introduction of the horse. They did not domesticate animals—or at best only one animal, our oldest friend, the clog. They lived largely on ani- mals; they thought about ani- mals constantly; but they were hunters, so they treated even the horse as something to be stampeded over a cliff and then eaten. They knew something about clay and how it hardens in the fire; but so far we have found no real clay dishes or con, tainers among their remains. We find it difficult to imagine life without the peaceful corn- fields, the quiet cattle, and the dishes from which we eat and drink; yet for most of man's existence on the earth these things were unknown and un- dreamed of. Settled farming began somewhere about 7,000 years ago, in the New Stone Age: that seems like a long time ago, but it isonly about 200 generations from our own time. Our two-hundreth grandfather ,was one of the first farmers. But before that there was a long, long period—not ten times as great but something like a huh. dred times as great — during which our forefathers lived in caves and hunted the wild ani- mals and made tools and molded the human mind into something recognizably like its present ef- fectiveness. That was what geologists call the Pleistocene period, and his- torians the Old Stone and Mid- dle Stones ages. Some of it was unbelievably hard and terrible, with much of what is now the habitable world covered with grinding ice and, thundering glaciers—the sky no doubt gray and filled with whistling winds and the repeated drift of snow- flakes and sheets of chill rain. At other times, the world we know was comparatively genial, with substropical vegetation and animals, and with many of the waste places habitable and hunt - able. The North Sea was dry land where our ancestors shot long -vanished animals, the Saha- ra Desert was a vast parkland with water and grass and trees like the big -game -hunting sec- tions of Africa today, and the now barren canyons and sage. brush plains of the American Southwest were wooded and well watered: not our world, but a hunter's paradise. The experts believe that recog- nizable men have existed on this earth for half a million years; and from 500,000 HQ. (give or take a few thousand) to the comparatively recent date of 5000 B,C., they were what we know aS cave men. Vet their life was more intel- ligent and complicated, we may almost say comfortable, than one would expect.—Troon "Talents and Genuises, The Pleasures of Appreciation," by Gilbert Highet. Joker Was Wild The horses that are picked for saddle bronc riding, the classic event of rodeo, are generally farm animals gone psycho. Truly wild horses seldom make good broncs, Most buck borough the first few. rides, then go docile. But an exception was cut front . a roving band on the South Da- kota prairies a dozen years ago. He was a big three-year-old bay. They named him Joker and, cowboys agreed, the Jolter was wild — perhaps the roughest brone alive, Even this y e a r, at fifteen, Joker hated to be ridden. At rodeos around the country, 31 cowboys tried; he dumped 23 of them. At Harrisburg, Pa„ two weeks ago, Joker tossed two more cowboys. He also bruised . his head, but no one thought the injury was serious. On his way to a ranch in Col- orado last month to rest before next month's National Finals Rodeo at Dallas, Joker died, a victim of tetanus contracted af- ter the injury. "There," said Gene Pruitt, a former national saddle champion, "went ono b--- of a horse," One -a -day Doilies ti escuta Me& Accessory stars - they lens' sparkle to dinner table, trays 01 under vase or lamp. Pretty pineapples form doilies —each made in one day Patterr, 041: crochet directions for square 7%, oval 81/2x12, round 10 inches in No. 50 cotton. Send THIRTY - FIVE CENTS (stamps cannot be accepted, use postal not for safety) for this pattern to Laura Wheeler, Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St., New Tor- onto, Ont. Print plainly PAT- TERN NUMBER, your NAME and ADDRESS. New! New! New! Our 1961 Laura Wheeler Needlecraft Boot is ready NOW! 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