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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Seaforth News, 1961-10-26, Page 6• h nig.,.. Mr. Barba the w Mioht 11?r. M Twice A Year They loony Celebrate In Yellowknife, in Canada's orthwest Territories, June 21 nd December 21 are days' for nne of the Most northerly we - men's organizations in the world. Twice a year, on the longest and an the shortest days of the year, the Daughters of the Mid.. night Sun (DMS) holds light- hearted frolics, with candlelit ceremonies and the singing --all verses—of the Far North's parti- cular ballad, "When the Ice - worms Nest Again," Until recently, this community was linked with the Outside world only by plane, When the AMS was organized over two decades ago, its charter member- ship of fourteen comprised al- most the entire feminine popula- tion of Yellowknife. Today, there are over 70 mem- bers to celebrate the midnight sun of summer and the midday' moonof winter. The rest of the year, however, they are parka - deep in projects that range from the establishment of a library for their own community to Christ- mas gifts for the Eskimo and white children at the school in Mix -Matchers PRINTED PATTERN 17,41. ' SEW - VERY - EASY jacket, incess jumper, blouse — an !par ce go merrily off to school r os,t to play! Choose washable wool, stury corduroy, cotton. Printed Pattern 4758: Chil- dren's Sizes 2, 4, 6, 8, 10. Size 6 Jul_:per, jacket, 1% yards 54 - inch; blouse, 1% yards 35 -inch. "and FIFTY CENTS (stamps casarot be accepted, use postal note for safety) for this pattern. Please print plainly SIZE, NAME, ADDRESS,STYLE NUMBER. Send order to Anne Adams, $ox 1, 123 Eighteenth St„ New Toronto, Ont, FALL'S 100 BEST FASHIONS —separates, dresses, suits, en- sembles, all sizes, all in our new attern 'Catalog in color. Sew or yourself, family, 350. Ontario residents must include l¢ Sales Tax for each CATA- OG ordered, There is no sales tax on the patterns, Coppermine on the Arctic Ocean. Thoy."also provide lifeguards for the beach on Frame Lake, assist in clinics, adopt children under the Foster Parents Pan, welcome New Canadians, and issue an annual cookbook writes Adelaide Leitch in the Christian Silence. Monitor, Since it was started in 1947, copies'of the DMS cookbook have been sent as gifts or souvenirs all' over the world, This year, the northern -flavored recipes in- clude Northern Baked Trout, Fried Ptarmigan Breasts, Rose Hip Catchup, and Didi's Cran- berry Upside Down Cake. But the cookbook also goes cosms;o- litan with recipes for things like crab and fruit salads, sweet and''. sour shrimp, and hand -dipped chocolates. Someday, 'the DMS hope:., it can wean its more southerly friends away from the notion that the women of the sub -Arctic subsist on reindeer steaks and the oddhandful of blueberries. Actually, the chic and ener- getic young women of Yellow- knife live modern lives. Their• kitchens are up to ,date; their schools are excellent. Their win- ter parkas cover trim suits and nylon hose, andtheir social life ranges from topnotch handicraft work to formal, long -dress par-' ties. Here, isolation tends to lire rather than dampen their enthu- siasm, And' theiraims, as DMS expresses them: "To contribute to the betterment of the 'com- munity and to enjoy friendship with each other, having no regard to racial, religious, or po- litical prejudices." A Dutch Princess Gets Team Of Ponies My first pony -carriage, in which we drove through the park, I can hardly remember, but on the other hand 1 have a, very vivid recollection . of my wild joy and excitement at the prospect of the Shetland ponies. One -day 'in late autumn Father suddenly announced that I was going to have them, no less than four in number. At last they were to arrive. It was already dark when Mother, and. I went out to meet them, listening intently for the sound of ' their hooves on the road. What a long time itseem- ed! Finally they came. They were taken straight' to the stables, where 'a warm bed of straw was awaiting them. Next day I had to give them names, The roan I called Brow- nie, the• black -headed one Puck, the black was. to be known as Blackie and his friend the bay became Baby. Baby was my first riding horse. He lived to an ad- vanced age. , , When I was about sixteen I was taught by our old coachman. to drive them four-in-hand; this new art I later applied to a four- in-hand of full-sized horses Mo- ther had given me. Baby always accompanied us on our walks, as Grisette had done before; when I became tired I was' put on his back and practiced a little trot or gallop .. At the same time i received riding lessons in the outdoor rid- ing school. When that became too monotonous,' one of the gen- tlemen of the entourage accom- panied me on that old giant Pan - talon (my father's last riding. horse); he held my mount by the leading -rein but Baby, who was not devoid of a sense of humour, manoeuvred in such a way that he and his rider passed back and forth under Pantalon's head all the time. This made the leading -rein completely useless and a cob had to be bought who could not play at this game. -- From From "Lonely But Not Alone," by Her Royal Highness Wilhel- mina Princess of the Netherlands. A 1.OT OF SWING Stewart Granger, cast as Lot in the Biblical film, "The Last Days of Sodom and Gomorrah," uses his ancient shepherd's crook instead of a golf club in a desolate area near Querzazate, Morocco. READY FOR CHRISTMAS -- Sister Fiorella examines a group of handpainted nativity figures made in the Convent of the Sisters of the Divine Master on Stolen Island, HRONICLLS INGEhRFARM D C14e>r Until tonight I had almost forgotten how gorgeous a sunset could be. In summer we don't see much colour in the .sky. .To- night the Turneresque sky almost oompensated for the cool weath- er that is coming our way — 'al- though we haven't, had a• black frost yet. However, gay sky or grey, s haven't had time to look at it just lately — nor shall I for the next three weeks. It is,' and has been, just one thing after anoth- er. Last Tuesday the opening dinner -meeting of the Toronto Press Club - and we had a wonderful 'time. Good dinner, good program and the best pos- sible company. I had one: little.. disappointment that was entirely my own fault. At dinner each person found a glorified surprise packet on her bread and, butter plate, ' presented with the com- pliments of the various travel agencies and 'containing small items necessary when travelling. flight 'slipper -socks, luggage tags, fans, notebooks -and pencils and wonderful little cigarette lighters. Flight ' bags were 'also awarded as prizes for various amusing contests,. I took great care of my ' grab bag until the party was over — you know how everyone gets a thrill out of get- ing -something for nothing. In= fantile —, but there it is, I was TV ' Turtle Hassock reauLG V Y Protect the furniture, and delight youngsters with this gay cushion that's perfect for TV! Use thrifty scraps—the bright- er, the better—for this plumply padded' TV turtle. Pattern 504: pattern pieces; directions' for 151/x19 -inch cushion, Send THIRTY-FIVE CENTS (stamps cannot be accepted, use postal note for safety) for this pattern to Laura Wheeler, Box 1, 123 Eighteenth Si,, New Toronto, Ont, Print plainly PATTERN NUB1;R, your NAME and AD- DRESS. FOR THE FIRST TIME! Over 200 designs in our new, 1962 Needlecraft Catalog —. biggest ever! Pages, pages, pages of lash - ions, home accessories to knit, crochet, sew, weave, embroider, quilt, See jumbo -knit hits, cloths, spreads, toys, linens, afghans plus free. patterns. Send 250. Ontario residents must Include IS sales tax for each CATALOG ordered, There is no sales tax on the patterns. going to stay overnight at Dee's so I took my overnight bag up to the club rooms to " change my .. shoes, Dee called for me and in telling her about my delightful evening I said - "Just wait 'til we get home and I'll show • you what was given to us!" We were. home in half an hour. i imme- diately opened up my bag , . . but • — there was no surprise packet! I knew then I must have put it ,down when I changed my shoes and forgot to pick it up. Was I disappointed\ • . and mad at myself I ! Next morning I took an early - bus home and by ten o'clock I was up to my eyes in pickles. f did up what I had on hand and then: after dinner "I went to the store and bought everything nec- essary for making a batch of mustard' pickle. And here is .a hint if you haven't already tried it. When cutting peppers and onions wear a pair of rubber gloves and eliminate the danger of rubbing a peppery fist into your eyes. If you have ever done it you don't need me to tell you it can be very painful. Wearing gloves also •saves carrying- the smell of pickles around with .you for the rest of the week. Friday was "clean-up" day., Saturday we all went to Milton Fair. All except Ant.. Be was busy so brought 'Dee and the boys this far and they came on with us. We had lunch with Bob, Joy and our, two other grandsons before proceeding to the Fair. It was the first time since -Christ- mas we had "enjoyed" our five grandsons all at one time. Be- lieve me, we couldn't hear .our- selves think! They had', to be kept in the house because had we let them loose in the back- yard, in less than an hour they wouldn't have been fit -to be seen. Milton Fair is always good we should know, we have been going toit forover thirty-five years. And as usual part of the fun was seeing the people. Part- ner had a happy time renewing farming acquaintances. One time he was talking to a man who used to do our early threshings , — with a steam -powered thresh- ing outfit, for which;, year after year, Partner had to have a stack of wood ready and waiting . to feed its - hungry maw. After awhile Partner and I got tired of tramping around so we left Dee - and the boys to go their own way and we went on to the' grand- stand. As we' took our seats I said to Partner — "Do you re- member years ago when we used. to look longingly at the grand- stand but couldn't afford to pay our way in?" Partner remember- ed only too well. Sitting next to me on the grandstand was a farmer's wife I had known for a good many She Wasn't Invited To The Funeral The year was 1917 and a fe- verish wartime gaiety reigned in New York City, The Ziegfeld- ).rpllies„was in 'full swing on 42nd Street, Two new comedians Were the tally of the town: Will Rogers and Eddie Cantor, And in the. front of the chorus danced a girl of 17, With golden hair and perky features. I -Ler name ivas Marion Cecilia Deuces, She call- ed herself Marion Davies, Night after night, week after week, a bulky man of 54, with a great pale face and hollow eyes, sat in one of the best seats, The seat beside him was always empty, except for his hat, His name was William Randolph Hearst and he was the most flamboyant newspaper publisher of the day. He was a power in politics, as well. Some thought he might well become President. Such was the beginning of one of the extraordinary romances of the century. Hearst never be- came President. And ' Marion Davies never became ' Mrs. Hearst, But the relationship be- tween them lasted for 32 years in the course of which the pub- lisher heaped upon the chorus girl an opulence of gifts — in - chiding movie stardom — such as bedazzled few if any 'of his- tory's ' famous mistresses. He built her a fabuolus mansion all her own. His gifts ran' into mil- lions — and in later years, when Hearst was in deep financial trouble, and when no bank would touch him, she loaned him back a cool million without note' or interest, Other millions she showered an charities. She was the : daughter of an obscure New York politician, one Bernard J. Douses,' who rose to police magistrate (and, was ever after described in the Hearst press, by order, ,as Judge Dour - es). Brought up in Brooklyn with four sisters, she left' "a 'convent school for the stage while still in her mid -teens, Her first 'big break came from Ziegfeld, Her second came ; from Hearst and she -never needed another. Hearst 'sailed 'Marion into the, movies under all the 'billowing canvas of his newspaper chain. Her first starring picture, a mild• domestic' drama called "Cecilia of• the Pink Roses,” appeared in the summer of 1918. Hearst _dci- tics 'hailed' her with 'adjectives that might have made .even. Sarah Bernhardt' blush. Other years. She reminded me of some- thing I had written in this col- umn a long while ago. She had taken part'. in some sort of -page- ant and in describing the event Thad. said she looked so much like Queen Victoria! She did not take the paper in which this col- umn appeared but someone had sent it to her. So you see how .news travels! Even more sign- ificant :was -the fact that this lady's grandmother — unknown to me — had also been described as bearing a striki}ig resemblance to Queen Victoria. • Today I have been working like mad - cleaning windows, venetian blinds and fixing up the spare room ready for Partner's sister Queenie who is coming from England on one of those 17 - day excursions tomorrow. We shall meet her at Melton; but she won't be here very long as she has relatives to visit in Deep River, ,Renfrew, Ottawa and north Toronto — if she can stand the pace. She is several years older than Partner but fortunate- ly has been used to travelling — mostly in Europe. Partner hasn't seen her for twelve years but I was with her for two days dur- ing my visit to England in ',55. critics manned to i'e.s:rain selves. with, no tranb le at ad, Not even the dourest of mil- l -forst critics could deny that Marion Davies was a young wo- man of singular appeal. And at least some of the warmth and humour that endeared het' to friends came across on the screen, "When Knighthood Was in Flower"' and "Janice Mere-. dith" were among the films that carried her to stardom's top ranks. When talkies came, many thought that Marion's' stutter'— part of her off -screen charm would be her downfall, But she went on to make half a .dozen more " pictures, "Page Miss Glory" and "Cain and Mabel" being among the last, All this while she was play- ing chatelaine to Hearst at fabu- lous San Simeon, his estate of some 400 square miles near Las Angeles. Among their guests, who often sat 40 strong with the gold plate and the paper napkins, were Bernard Shaw and Winston Churchill. The talk was good — but in later years, two topics were taboo. One was liquor, of which Hearst disapproved and of which Marion — it was no secret w a s> growing increasingly fond. The other was death of which Hearst was growing in- creasingly fearful. Hearst died in the summer of 1951. It was in another hams he shared with Marion in Beverly Hills. She had been sitting with hint most of the night but had finally gone to bed. When she awoke, Hearst's bedroom •was empty, . Two of his 'sons had come with all undertaker and re- moved the body. "I asked where he was," Mar- ion said 'afterward, "and the nurse said he was dead. FIe was gone, whoosh, like that, Old W.R. was gone, the boys were gone, I was alone, Do you realize what they did? They stole a possession of mine. He belonged to' me. I loved 'him for 32 years and now ha wits .gene,' I couldn't even- say good -by." She was not invited to the funeral. Two months later, Marion was married for. the firsttime, to a hell -for -leather sea captain named Horace G. Brown Jr., some years younger than sne, -and •poorer ` (Marion's wealth was then estimated 'at $10 mil- lion). "Hossie Wossie,", she called her new mate, and it .. was a stormy marriage. Still, it lasted. And though many old friends drifted away,others' remained close, among them' Josepn P. Kennedy, the President's father. When 'it became known last spring that' Marion' was suffer- ing from a seriouscancer condi- tion, the senior Kennedy sent three doctors ' of .his personal choosing to attend her. Last month, in Hollywood's Cedars of Lebanon Hospital, Marion Davies died. Horace Brown was at her bedside: But • the shadow in the room was that of .the man — her lover for 32 years — who had gone ten years before to the death that he fear- ed so much more than. she. — From NEWSWEEK. Modern Etiquette By- Anne Ashley Q. Is one supposed to mail out the wedding invitations with 'or without the tissues that accom- pany them from the, printer's? A. With the tissues in' place. Q. When a man is the guest of; another man for luncheon in a restaurant, is; he supposed to share the, tip for the waitress? A. No. The tip' is one of the obligations of ihs' host. ISSUE 42 — 1961 BANG OUT OF HER WORK —Spurning the traditional brush and palette, French artist Niki de Sont•Phalle uses a .22 calibre rifle to create her latest masterpiece in Copen, hogen, Denmark where she is having a show, Niki's' technique is to, assemble such in- spiring items as old shoes, bathtubs and broken bicycles. Bags filled with paint or eggs are hung about and Nikki blazes away at them, letting the ooze fall where it may. The result is sheer artistry. Question: should It be displayed in an art gallery.cr a shooting gallery?