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HomeMy WebLinkAboutZurich Herald, 1942-06-25, Page 3ARMYWEEK JUNE 29 JULY 5 Don't miss this grand opportunity to see our very efficient Army in action and to pay a well-deserved tribute to our gallant !wen and women in khaki. SALADA TEA COMPANY OF CANADA, LIMITED FOR BETTER Hereis a .double-acting baking powder •'drat Makes finer, lighter cakes and biscuits. You'll notice such a difference. It's low-priced, economical and gives surer results. Try Calumet for your next baking. SERIAL STORY CALL BAN FRO BY NORMAN KAHL LAST WEEK: Angus returns a flew days later, discovers Adoreen has gone to New York. She has seen an ad for chorus girls, and is off to get the job. Hauling 2500 pounds of butter, Angus sets out for New York, knowing he will be fired. But he has to find Adoreen. Next morning, he is speeding down the highway, when a patrolman overtakes him. Angus explains, but the officer says he'll give the girl a break... Angus is going with him. . :k 8 BUTTER—SPREAD THIN CHAPTER III It is easy for Angus to see that this trooper does not look like the kind that will 'listen to reason. The offer reaches in and takes .Angus' ignition key out of the switch. Then he walks around to the front of the truck and starts salting in his notebook. Angus has tie make a decision in a hurry. He pulls his spare :ignition key out of his pocket and '' inserts it in the switch. Then he reaches into the back of the truck and fumbles around until he finds what he wants. When the cop comes back to the • cab, he is in no mood to negoti- ate. "No inter -state license," he booms. "Boy, you'll get 20 years for'this. What are you hauling?" "Butter," says Angus. Jt is plain to see that the cop is •urp against something they didn't teach him in the state troopers' braining school. He is trying to CALEB remember what rule covers a case like this when all of a sudden, all rules are suspended. :# :F The trooper sees AnguS' hand come up from the seat and he sees something golden and glist ening in that vast paw—some- thing that drips. But he doesn't duck in time. There is a menac- ing squish! Then an unpleasant plop! And a pound of only slightly melted butter spreads itself out on the cop's face. It is srprising how different a mess of butter looks on a police- man's face from the way it looks on a b.armless slab of toast. The officer's unworldly appearance scares Angus so he almost fprgets to start the engine and depart as hastily as the situation undoubt- edly demands. The cop's face has practically no shape at all except maybe that he looks a little like a yellow snowman suffering acute- ly. from the spring thaw, Batter dripping from his hair and a pat or two is wedged in each ear. It is only when the officer rubs his sleeve across his eyes that Angus has sense enough. to start his engine and jerk away from the bitter scene. Angus pushes. the accelerator to the floor, hut he is painfully aware that if the trooper ever ui:anages to =butter himself sufficiently to operate his motor- cycle again, there will he another race, with the odds in favor of the cop. Angus has no burning desire to CIRCULAR DOILY IN PINEAPPI .F; PATTERN Circular, crocheted doilies created hi a pineapple design are 4rtuick and easy pastime work. One doily may be made in a couple ef hours. Pattern No. 1086 contains list of :materials needed, illus- tration of stitches and complete instructions. To order pattern: Write, or send above picture with your name and address with 15 cents in coin or stamps to Carol Armes, Room 421, 73 Adelaide St. West, Toronto. 'meet this same trooper egaiu — socially o>.' otherwise. He doessnot even care to lel; his imagination Play with the idea of what will happen it:he gets within shooting distance, It is perfectly cleat that further steps will have to be taken: With a little luck, and Without the annoying interference of'the Angus can snake New York sQuie time during the next morning. When Angus whirls around the, next curve, he jams on the brake and conies to a dead stop in the midde of she road. There le no ether traffic in eight, which is just As well. Angus hops out of the truck and hurries around to the baek. He flings open the doors and, jumps back, A cascade of richt, sunny butter, of no further use on the farm produce market, splashes and'bub- isles on the hot highway. In h. rapidly widening stream, it suns toward both ditches 'and spreads an even coating of bilious oil over the surface of the road, RELAX OR PLAY Illa11 in the Jaaurenti:ens . .. at this luxurious motet, '4viiere Mer<a !doe awl gtaposphere layg soli hire attraetoel n distinguislie ellentele . Superb cuisine Liz n famous chef . all sports, a. private sanity beach, gleno,,, walks and trails: AND of '4'X .AN&P01t'I7A'1'tO. problem . wa train, bats or car Frill take yaln there illi ICON shun ttvo boars. Write for bklt. and rates. THE CHANTECLER Ste, Adele en haat, P.Q. . ea Precariously, Angus makes his way through the ankle-eep 'butter back to the truck and climbs into the box where the butter is still clinging to the walls and sloshing around the floor. Ho grabs a Shovel from between the slats in the roof and scoops hundred's of packages from the front of the truck where some of the unmelted butter is still standing under its own power. in a few minutes the road looks like the 'State highway Depart- ment's engineers, even in their flightiest moods, could never have imagined it. It is barricaded with butter two feet deep and the dit- ches on each side are .beginning to look like an oily version of 'the Johnstown flood. Angus sties out of the truck and slams shut the doors. He skids back to the cab and hops in. After a few bad starts, the wheel's find enough traction to get away. Angus can already hear the roar of a motorcycle getting louder and louder just before lie pulls away, and he is only a few hundred yards down the road when he looks into his rear-view mirror and sees the trooper bending around the curve at a speed that makes Angus wince. * * What Happens then. happens so fast that afterward Angus never can remember anything- clearly. He is glad he can't see the troop- er's face. All be can see is a motor- cycle epiuning around like a ten with a. lot of butter shooting uja like a geyser. Then suddenly the spinning stops, and the cop isn't on the motorcycle any longer bnt is shooting down- the well -greased pavement on his stomach. Angus can't bear to watch'sass more. He concentrates on the road ahead until just before he reaches the crest of a hill. He takes one final look: The trooper is sitting in the ditch, his head buried in his hands. It looks as if he is sobbing. Angus wishes he had token the trooper's name so he could send him a box of cigar's or something when he gets to New York. He is glad of one thing anyway — the butter is practically all gone ex- cept for a few gallons still slosh- ing around the floor. Angus stops at the next filling station to get a last tankful of gas and to study a road map. It will be better if he gets off this high- way as soon as possible. If the trooper ever pulls himself to- gether and telephones his head- quarters, there may be further un- pleasant incidents. It is atter nine the next morning when Angus pulls out of the Hol- land Tunnel and finds himself in the middle of Manhattan's traffic. The first thing to do obviously is to see the mayor. Maybe the may- or has heart! about Adoreen. 1'E Angus can find her right away, they can start hack for Caleb be- fore midnight and it is possible that Mr. Witteubaum will under- stand about the butter and every- thing. Anigus is driving along a narrow street with a lot of automobiles shooting out at him from side streets and stopping dead with screeching brakes within a couple inches of his truck. He is reflect- ing on the incompetence of New York drivers and is keeping his eyes peeled for the city hall when he hears a chorus of sirens and his heart shrinks. 1' a: • By • the time he pulls up to the curb, he is surrounded by six policemen who pile' out of three ears. The biggest one pushes back his hat. "What's the big idea, Buddy? Do you know how many lights you crashed?" Angus tries to be polite: "I am in a hurry, officer. I eame to get nay girl:" The big cop gets tougher. "A wise guy, eilp!" "If you will let ins go and find any girt, I will write you a. letter' when I get back to Caleb," Angus :promises, "and I will explain or. or thing' 7`1r�e rig cop smirks. "Hear that, (boys? 'He's gonna write lis a let- ter. He's probably just dropped into town on a harmless visit to ISSUE 26-'42 LEADS TASK FORCE 'OM marry. CRISP fri►Y aX1 Sp 0 ►I (/4., 'IRV- 70 44.577 Itear Admiral Robert C. Griffen commands a powerful U. S. naval force serving with the British home fleet. rob a bank and we're detaining him." The cop's face turns a queer shade of purple. "Get out of that truck and let's see your driver's license." Angus gets out and presents his license. The large officer studies it a minute and says, "Caleb, eh? What're you doin' here, MacPhil- lips?" .'I told you. girl." "Where is she?" "1 don't know." The cog lets out a funny sound. "Okay. If you're gonna be like that we can play, too." He turns: to the other patrolmen and says, "Get the wagon, one of you guys." "You can't arrest me," Angus protests. "That's says the cop. Angus backs up a step and aims a 'fist at the big cop's jaw. The officer folds up and hits the pave- ment like a soggy pancake. The other uuitormed men pounce on Angus, but it is like running head- first into a tractor. The patrolman who is telephoning a block away tales one look and says, "Cancel that wagon—send the riot squad." =a .k It is not easy to keep score from then on. It seems Angus is slugging every cop in New York. Some of them come back a second time. Most of them just curl up. The street and gutter are cluttered up with policemen stretched out ae if they are asleep on duty. 6ceasionally someboci"y gets in a poke at Angus. Angus doesn't see the night stick until it is too late to duck. It connects with his head and makes a noise like an anvil. Ev- erything starts spinning around as he sinks to the ground. The last thing he • hears is someone saying, "Tell the marines never mind." Then he closes his eyes and lets the blackness close in. (Continued next week) I came to get my a matter of opinion," "Rice Krispies" is a registered trade mark of Kellogg Com- pany of Canada Limited, for its brand of oven -popped rice..' Get some today! Fewer Use Shelters The Health Ministry, announc- ing the closing of most of the shelter first aid posts, said the number of Londoners using shel- ters regularly has declined to 8,- 600 as compared with a high of 150,000. TRE °f S By SADIE R. CHAMBERS With care the amount of sugar allowed each family should be suf- ficient for the ordinary cooking, but kith fruit season and holiday visitors there will be a strain on the sugar allowance. Dieticians are being asked to encourage the use of corn syrup and honey as substitutes. Many are using them entirely in their cooking. Prom the laboratory of one of Canada's most noted food experts and dieticians come the follow- ing recipes,— Rhubarb Custard Pie 1 egg IA cup white sugar IA cup corn syrup' 34 teaspoon. salt 1 tablespoon cornstarch 1 tablespoon melted butter 8 cups rhubarb cut in one -inch pieces Method: Line a nine inch pie pan with pastry. Beat egg till light. Add the sugar, syrup, salt and corn starch and the melted batter. Add rhubarb and pour into raw shell. Cover with criss- cross lattice work of 3h inch strips of pastry. Bake in hot oven for 15 minutes; reduce heat to 350° and continue cooking for. 25 to 30 minutes or until rhubarb is cooked. • Orange Cake 34 cup shortening cup brown sugar g4 cup corn syrup % eggs orange, 1 cup raisins put through food chopper cups pastry flour 1 teaspoon baking soda teaspoon nutmeg teaspoon cinnamon cup sour milk Method: Cream shortening gra- dually; add sugar and corn syrup. Add the well beaten. eggs. Add t orange and raisin mixture; blend well. Add sifted dry ingredients alternately with sour milk. Pour into 9 inch layer cake pans lined with waxed paper. Bake at 350° for 25 minutes. When cool put together with Orange cream fill- ing and ice with butter icing. Orange Cream Filling 1 egg yolk 2 tablespoons white sugar 2 tablespoons corn syrup M tablespoon grated orange rind 2 tablespoons orange juice 11 teaspoon lemon juice *k cup cream stiffly whipped Mix thoroughly all ingredients except cream. Cook until thick. Chill and combine with whipped cream. Butter Icing 3 tablespoons butter 1 tablespoon corn syrup '1s teaspoon salt 2 cups icing sugar sifted 2 tablespoons cream or hot water 1 teaspoon vanilla Fresh Strawberry Ice js cup white sugar 2' cups water sfs cup corn syrup 1 cup crushed fresh straw- berries (pulp and juice) 1 tablespoon lemon juice Make a syrup by boiling to. gether the sugar, water and coag syrup for ten minutes. Cool; ads the strawberry pulp and juice. Add the lemon juice. Pour intq the freezing tray of automatic refrigerator and freeze, stirring every five minutes until mixture: begins to set, Serves six or eight. This ice must be served at once as it melts very quickly. bliss Chambers welcomes personal Letters from interested renders. She is pleased to receive suggestionsi on topics for her eolunin, and is VII ready to listen to your ::pct peeves." Requests for recipes or special menus are in order. Address your letters to 'furies Sidle 11. Chem:. hers, 75 Nest Adelaide Street, 'rio- ronto;' Send stamped seri-addressed envelope if you wish a reniy. CEREAL CRUMBS TAKE A BOW By BARBARA B. BROOKS There's no need to struggle with a food -chopper or grater when your recipe calls for dry crumbs. Here's a much easier and quicker way: Place crisp. cereal flakes between two folds of a towel, roll to desired fineness, shake the crumbs into a bowl — and there you are! Crumbs, a clean towel and a rolling pin. This is one of those cases where the easiest way is the best way. For the toasty flavour of crisp corn flakes or oven -popped rice adds an extra finish that's hard to beat. Here are recipes in 'which cereal crumbs are an important ingredient: Crumb Kisses ?%a cup butter 1to teaspoon t 1 egg baking powder 1 egg sugar 1 cup finely cut dates 1* cups flour ? z cup corn flake crumbs Cream butter and sugar thoroughly; add egg and beat until fluffy. Sift flour with baking powder and salt; add to first mixture along with dates. Mix well. Roll one teaspoon of mixture in cereal crumbs and flatten down on greased cookie sheet. Bake in slow oven (325'1!'.) about 20 minutes, Remove from pan while warm. Yield: 8 dozen cookies (1y. inches in diameter). Browned Paprika. Potatoes 6 medium potatoes 1 cup corn flakes 1 tablespoon melted fat or 1 teaspoon paprika drippings 1 teaspoon salt :t'ar'e potatoes and cook in boiling water about 20 minutes. Drain and brush with: fat. 1to11 corn flakes into fine crumbs and !nix with paprika ands alt. !toll potatoes in crumb mixture until well covered. Base in shallow greased baking pun in moderately hot oven (423'1',) about 35 minutes. Yield: (i servings. Oven -Fried Fish 1 pound fish fillets or 1 cup milk Gait fresh fish 1 tablespoon 4 cups corn flakes 4 teaspoons salad oil Cut fish into serving pieces, allowing about ?.>: pound for each serving. Roll corn flakes into fine crumos. Aud salt to milk. Dip fish in milk, then crumbs and arrange on well oiled leaking sheet. Sprinkle all over top of fish. Bake in very hot oven t•6tt11`F.) 12 to lb minutes. Yield: 4 servings. PLAN A "COME TO STAY" VACATION at The Alpine you don't need your ear. ft's out, 1'. Hours i1?' train NOW Montreal. Everything roti mill nous to do is at your doorstep. (Noll' 0n oar own course C . tennis . . . r1111a051 swimming , . and 1;000 acres of lumintaltt Ow ground . org.6u- ized sports tar young ::pfd old. 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