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HomeMy WebLinkAboutZurich Herald, 1942-08-13, Page 7rs r i• ir7 .�{�W Start your youngsters off with a breakfast That includes the nourishment and food - energy in Nabisco Shredder! Wheat. it's WO% whole wheat, in which all the bran, vfheat germ and minerals are retained. For smiles all 'round, serve Nabisco Shredded Wheat and milk, with fresh strawberries/ THE CANAD4AN SHREDDED WHEAT COMPANY, XD. Niagara Falk, Canuda SER6AL STORY CALL tO AN FR BY NORMAN KAHL, SYNOPSIS LAST WEEK: Angus MacPhil•. tllprf, truck driver, wants to marry Adoreen. Mickeltwidge, pretty waitress in a roadside diner.. But ,Adoreen dreams of a career on the stage or in the movies. Cus. tomer& encourage this idea, anal Adoreen is convinced that New York is waiting to cheer her en. rbrance. But she can't see settling down to life as a truck driver's wife on $125 a month. Site prom - sea to give Angus an answer on in next trip. CHAPTE 111 Off to New York Just as soon as Angus coaxes Os ton -and -a -half truck over the of Dunbar's Hill, he can see le lights of Herbie's Curbside 'stale about a mile down the road. rallally Angus takes the truck out $ first gear and lets it coast 'town the slope in second, but to- e CA night he doesn't bother. He is in no particular hurry to get there. He hates to admit it, but he is afraid. Nothing that he can handle with his fists can scare him like this; but Adoreen can put him out for the count by flicking an eyelid. He isn't sorry he asked Ador- een to marry hint, and he hopes the answer will be yes.. But he is afraid it /night be no, and he is in no hurry to get jilted by the cutest little package that ever slid a platter of eggs across a marble counter. Angus is late again tonight, and maybe Mr. Wittenbaum won't like it—especially after be brought his load in nearly an hour overdue on his last trip from Moosehart two nights ago. Anyway, he is glad he has the butter \vel1 iced, because it is quarter to one in the morning and not much cooler CROCHETED PILLBOX HAT Hat a.nd flowers are popular accessories for that necessary touch of chic required by every well-dressed woman. Economical and easy to snake. One bunch of flowers may be crocheted in about an hour. Pattern No. 1102 contains list of materials needed, illustration 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. Aimee, Boom • 421; 73 Adelaide St. West, Toronto, • .r , ,. ' If you feel out of sorts, town headaches nod are generally irritable, wily not switch to Postfm? You'll like its flavor, and it's mi aolately caffeine -free. Order Postum your Chat' grocer iodey. ,Pry it for 50 OSTU dings toldtoldsee how much better you feet, ,ye PI52 fammixortmortvertonmemonfOOMeamrst .ad.onrnwm:wem al vas" M .e. , "Caffeine nerves made i4fr. Brown the most irritable man in town. I even had children calling him "The Grouch." But Mrs. Brown knew too much for me—she knew that too much tea and coffee often cause frayed nerves and bad temper. She pet., • suaded Browu to switch to Postum. Now he's the friend of everybody and I've lost another case of caffeine nerves." Mr. T. N. Coffee Nerves* that/ it was just bifor• went down. p 1 Half a dozers trucks •are piled up in the dirt next to Herbie's, and Angus squeezesin between '.a• couple of somi-trailers. He is hoping he will get a minute alone with Adoreen without one of the boys busting in and making =art - aleck. cracks. The place is full of smoke when Angus wallas in, arid some of the fellows yelled at him. Angus just waves and grabs a stool in: front of where Millie is slapping butter on a , dozen slices of bread. "Hello, Millie," says Angus. "Addie in the kitchen?" Millie swings around like she is about to suggest that somebody go climb a tree, but when she sees Angus, her face softens a little and she says, "Oh, it's you." "Can I go in the kitchen, Mil- lie?" "Sure, sure. Go ahead. I'm busy. Don't bother me now." Angus pushes his Bair back un. der his cap, and it comes right out again. He takes a quick look around the place and ducks into the kitchen. He gulps once, and then he says, "Hello, Addie." But no one answers, so he tries again before he realizes the kitchen is empty. He is about to go back into the other room when Millie shoWs up. Her face is wet with per- • spiration and her hair looks like a thatched roof. "Now look here, Angus MaePhillips, don't ask any questions. I'm busy and I ain't got time to swap any conversa- tion with you. I'm all alone and I'm trying to feed that snob out there without passing out any ptomaine." Angus is bewildered and much more scared than if Adoreen were around. "But where's Addie? 1 thought she was gonna have Sat- urday night off." Millie wipes her handl on her apron and fishes around in her pocket. She hands Angus a letter. "Looks as if this is for you," she says. Then she grabs a couple of steaming platters and heads for the door. Angus rips 'open the envelope. It is a letter from Adoreen, and he sits down to read it. "Dear Angus: • "Am writing a few lines just to let you know I have decided to go to New York and seek my fortune like we talked about so many times. I saw an ad for some chorus girls in a New York paper that a salesman left here and if that isn't opportunity knocking, then I don't know what it. Even though it's not a big job I am willing to start at the bottom and dance in a chorus for a month or two before some big producer sees my dramatic talent and starts ine on the road to fame. "Now don't you go worrying about me, and I guess the marry- ing part is off, but you can final yourself some nice girl and some- time when I'm in a big play or maybe even in the movies and you take your wife to see the picture you can tell her how you used to know inc before I became famous and I'll even send you an auto- graphed picture. "It was nice of you to ask me to marry you and don't think I don't appreciate it, but' I can't pass up opportunity and I think I am going to be happy and I wish you the same, with' best regards. "Very truly yours, "Adoreen Mickletwidge," Angus tightens up inside and reads the letter again. Millie breezes in, but he doesn't even see her, so she doesn't say any- thing—just hurries out. The worst part of this whole business is that Adoreen doesn't know anything about New York. She doesn't realize that New York is just full of leeches waiting for pretty little kittens like her to show up. It is plain to Angus that there is only one thing to do. He shoots through the door and nearly knocks Millie into a burly truck driver's lap. He grabs her before she falls and picks up a roundsteak from under the table. "If Mr. Wittenbaum calls, Mil- lie," Angus says, "just tell him I'll be back in a few days. Tell him I went to New York." Millie drops the roundsteak again and grabs Angus by the coI- lea•. "You big Ing, you can't go to New York. Leave her alone. She'll come back. You'll never find her—and you'll be fired." "Yeah," says Angus sadly. "'Maybe. Mr. Wittenbaum won't understand. But I've gotta go and find her." Angus ducks away froiii Millie and dashes out the door. Millie is screaming after him. "Angus, you've a nitwit. You can't go to New York tonight. You're a scat- ter -brained dope--" But when Angus gets the motor started on his truck, he can't hear anymore. One of the semi -trailer men looks up and says to Millie, "What's ItMacPhillips hauling?" "Butter," Millie wails. "Twen- ty-five hundred pounds of but - lea." T`he semi -trailer leans his el- bows on the counter and holds ;is heard in, his hands. "0)4 qtly e • sazxd DREAM REALIZED bombing of Cologne area by 7500 British planes in a single night recalls the assertion of Air Marshal A. T. Harris that the war would be ended by autumn if he could send 1000 bombers a night over Germany. God'" he says. Angus drives all night, and he tries to keep his mind on the road so he won't think about Adoreen. }1e doesn't even remember the putter until after he crosses the .tate line and the sun comes up. Then he begins to hear a faint swishing behind him. He pulls in- te a filling station to get a tank- ful of gas. The filling station attendant is n genial, gray-haired man who has seen nearly everything. He squints uncertainly at the oily, ;yellow drops that drip from the ccsners of the truck and hit the pavement. "Looks like somethin's irakin', Buddy," he says. "Just some butter." The filling station guy misses the tank and shoots gasoline all over his shoes. "You didn't, by any chance, say butter?" "Yeah," says Angus. "Meltin' a little. Nothirr' serious." The gray-haired fellow gulps and he is relieved when Angus finally drives off down the road. It is not until late in the after- noon when Angus runs into trouble. He sees it coning in his rear-view mirror, and it is riding on a motorcycle and wearing the uniform of a state trooper. The needle on Angus' speedometer says 65, and Angus remembers signs that are pretty clear about the speed limit in the state being 45. So he pushes the accelerator down as far as it will go and moves down the road another three miles before the cop catches up to him. The officer is very red and very mad and very hot and has prac- tically no sense of humor. He looks at Angus a minute and boils sorne more. Then he sniffs around and looks suspiciously at the rich golden creamery product that is streaming out near the front of the truck. "Too bad," says he, "that we keep the hot seat only for mur- derers." "I am in a hurry to get some- where, Officer," Angus explains. "You don't say?" says the cop. "1 gotta get my girl." The cop sneers. "Don't tell me there's someone that loves you, besides your mother." "She's. lost in New York. She ran away from me to get a job in a chorus," "Your mother?" "My girl." "Oh, yeah. Well, I wouldn't blame her if she got a job in a coal mine just to get away from you. I'm going to give her a hand. I'll keep you away for a little while longer. You're coming with me." (Continued Next Week) {1) verseas Forces Have Tea Ration Tea Administrator T. IC. Wade .said recently there is no need for Canadians to send tea to relatives or friends in the Canadian armed forces in England because they receive tea rations from their own services. • He said, however, if Canadians still want to send tea overseas en compassionate grounds they mast take such tea out of their own ration. S r tasty with any sprea(P Let Christie's Grahams help you with the refreshments .* at; your next party. Baked from :a. films old recipe, Christie's have the true "Graham" flavor that folks like. They're so tasty with cheese, jams., or any spread; or just served plain with desserts or beverages. In the store or aero tthe, 'phone, always esfr for Christie's Bito;ruaRa. E.A., as you know, comes to us from Ceylon and India, and every man on every boat which carries it to our land is risk- ing his life every day of the tripe We are honour bound to wise o>rnly what our Government asks us to. Avoid waste and do not US more • than your share. !� COMPANY OF CANADA, LIMITED SPARIMI41.2 WORM. T LET LKS By SADIE B. CHAMBERS Requests Strawberry Mousse ala tablespoon gelatine 2 tablespoons cold water lira cup fresh strawberries 2-3 cup sugar 2 cups whipped eream 2-3 cup sliced strawberries Soften the gelatine in cold water, crush the berries, stir and cook to boiling point with the sugar. Dissolve gelatine com- pletely in the hot liquid. Chill with occasional stirring until the mixture reaches a honey -like consistency. Beat until frothy. Fold in the cream and the sliced berries. Turn into the tray of the refrigerator and freeze until firm. Strawberry Mayonnaise '4 cup mayonnaise t4 sup fresh crushed strawberries 2 tablespoons fruit sugar 1 tablespoon lemon juice '4 cup cream, whipped Combine mayonnaise, berries, sugar and lemon juice and fold in the whipped cream. Makes about Na cup dressing. Delicious for fruit salads. Nut Salad Dressing This should give a variation to your dinner salad for fruit. 6 tablespoons salad oil 2 tablespoons lemon juice 1 teaspoon salt 2 teaspoons fruit sugar 74 teaspoon paprika 2 tablespoons chopped outs Measure the oil into a bowl; • add the lemon juice, salt, sugar and paprika. Beat thoroughly and add chopped nutmeats. Strawberry jam 4 cups sliced strawberries 6 cups sugar YDS cup lemon juice GOOD EATING NEWS Children -need a.quart of milk a day, adults a pint, say tite 1ooe Fxperts. And everybody should eat an egg every day, if possible. ortunately, both milk and eggs can be eaten hi ether foods as well as alone. Typical is the following recipe for Pour Square Pudding, which calls for two eggs, two cups of milk phis bran and raisins, both filed with iron. Four Square Pudding , slices stale bread 2 tablespoons sugar Butter '4 teaspoon nutmeg ?� cup raisins '2 cups saint 361 cup All -Bran 1 teaspoon vanilla extract 2 eggs, separated 4 tablespoons sugar Remove crusts from bread; spread with butter; cut into squares and arrange in layers in greased baking dish. Sprinkle each layer With raisins and All -Bran. Beat egg yolks; add sugar, nutmeg, milk lid flavoring; mix thoroughly and pour over bread. Bake in moder- ate oven (850'F.) about 85 minutes. Cover with meringue made from two beaten egg whites and 4 tablespoons sugar. Bake in slow Oven (300"F.) about 20 minutes or until meringue is brown. 'Meld: 8 servings (8 -inch baking dish). Combine berries and auger and let stand overnight. In the morn- ing bring to a boil and boil for five minutes. Add lemon juice and boil three minutes lon;sr. Stir and skim for five minutes to prevent floating fr lt. Pour into hot sterile glasses. Let �0• 1 and seal with hot paraffin. Strawberry and Rhubarb Jam 1 quart rhubarb 1 quart strawberries fits quarts sugar Cut the unpeeled rhubarb in inch pieces. Mix the strawberries, rhubarb and sugar and cook the mixture slowly until it is thick and clear. Stir frequently to pre- vent burning. Pour intc hot jars and seal. Miss Chambers welcomes personal letters front interested ren5ors, She is pleased to receive suggestions on topics for her column, and le vu ready to listen to your riper peeves." Requests for reelpes or special menus are in order. Address your tetters to "Miss Sadie 51. Cham. hers, '3 West A.deinide Street, To- ronto.' Send stamped self-addressed envelope to you wish a verily. 4119S 4E CUT Located in the picturesque range ranching country West of High River, Alberta, The Stampede Ranch is owned and operated by Guy Weddick, cowboy, writes, dean of International rodeo pro- ducers, who for many years pro- duced T H E STAMPEDE at Calgary. "T•Hanging,S" It rsnd iro THE STAMPEDE RANCH ISSUE 25---' 2