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Zurich Herald, 1942-11-26, Page 6A Delicious Mealtime Bevern'e t POSTUPA A CI„!AL y,VlAAaI 4. -iete4 a%.�c 7a"wU 9n h.�e l .A.. ,q„A, • Postum has a delicious satis- fying flavor that every member of the family will enjoy. Postum contains no caffeine or tannin to upset nerves or stomach. Made instantIy in the cup, either with boiling water or hot xnillc. Very economical. 4 OZ. SIZE MAKES 50 CUPS 8 OZ. SIZE MAKES 100 P372 ta SERIAL STORY BANNERS FLYi G BY MARY RAYMOND THE STORY: The Coltons' party for their daughter Jan falls a few nights after Pearl Harbor. Patriotic friends send regrets to reprimand the wealthy Mrs. Col,• ton for bad taste in wartime, but Christie, Jan's twin sister, per» suedes most of them to come to save Jan embarrassment. At the party are Bart Sanderson, Chris - tie's fiance, who is home on leave, and Stephen Marston, the young man Jan falls in love with. Christie meets Stephen for the first time since, months before, she had flown him, seriously injured, to a hospital. Jan appears to be jeal- ous of Christie. THE GROOM IS JEALOUS CHAPTER VII It was around noon next day when Christie opened ,the door to Jan's room. "Awake, Jan?” Janet was sitting up in bed, a pillow at her back, a cigarette in her hand. "I was never more wide awake in my life," she said. Christie stood smiling down at her. "It's funny seeing you smoke. You never did before." "A cigarette helps sometimes." "Don't pull a nervous wreck business, Jan. That comes only after a whole season of parties. Didn't you have a good time?" "I had a miserable time," Jan answered, "You should know that." "No," Christie said, "I didn't. I'm sorry. What went wrong?" "Stephen said the party was as senseless as money could make it, and he wondered how many De- fense Bonds it really cost'" "Your Stephen has atrocious manners—" "My Stephen!" Janet flared, "MY Stephen?" "I don't know what is the mat- ter with you," Christie said, "and I haven't time to find out. I came to tell you Bart and I are mar- ried. We decided to skip all the fuss. We just walked over to a minister's and—" "Christie!" Jan was out of bed, flinging her arms around her sis- ter. Color flamed in her cheeks. "You and Bart—what? Christie, you're joking!" "I've iassoed him up tight with a wedding rope." * * Jan sat down on the edge of the bed, her eyes bright with ex- citement. "Oh, Christie, why didn't you say so in the first place?" OVER -BUYING OF COAL UNFAIR TO COMMUNITY Buying up all the coal in sight means that you deprive someone else in your community. So be patient as far as your full winter's requirements are concerned for, when the present rush is over, every householder will have some coal in his bin and dealers will be able to catch up with the de- mand and fill your future orders promptly. ?ind when ordering, specify 'blue coal', Then you'll be sure of better heat all winter— and you'll save money, too. Why not task your nearest 'blue coal' dealer for further information. Phone him today. ES AT ':'SONG TIKES Thousands use Lytnoids to Stop Embarrassment ' '"I'm a switchboard operator," writes a Toronto anylan embar asssiing throatpti�o Now I always carry them. If Hoarseness or incessant coughing em- barrasses you ..tri' LYMOIDS. Feel how this excellent blend of medicinal oils soothes and relieves throat irritation. r.s.s s4ost stores sell LYM GIDS in handy size iOc and .25c boxes. 11 unobtainable, send 10c in stamps or coin, to LYMOIDS, 119 ,Pearl Street, 'Toronto. ISSUE 48—'42 "What on earth? What differ- ence—" "Oh, nothing. Christie, I'm so happy—happy for you and Bart." "Well," Christie marveled, "it's nice you're pleased. Though 1, really didn't know Bart rated so high with you. Now, I've got to let Mother and Dad know I've made them in-laws." "Where's Bart?" "Downstairs, pacing the rug, and watching the clock, Our honeymoon hours are flying. Bart has to report on Monday. Uncle Sam doesn't play favorites, not even with brides and grooms. But we have had a break. Bart's been transferred to our nearest flying field." "You and Bart can take it," Jan said softly. "He'll be a grand soldier and you'll be a grand sol- dier's wife. How about smoking a pipe of peace with me?" She held out a cigarette and Christie took it, thoughtfully. "Were we at war, Jan? I didn't know." "I was. With you, with the. world. I'ni ashamed, Christie. Pm not brave like you. All I want is to be happy and I'm afraid I never will." Christie came over, placed her hands on the thin young shoulders and gazed down into the shadowed face. "We've got to keep our hearts high and banners flying. You, too, Jan. Now, get dressed and come down to give your brother-in-law a proper kiss." "Okay," Jan said sweetly. "But what's the rush? I sort of thought I'd be seeing him around." * * * Bart was having another fur- lough. Christie; had met him at the train. Two months of being Mrs. Bart had given her a ma- ture, young married air, she hoped. En route from the train, she had said, mysteriously: "I've got to stop at this place, Bart. Come up with me." Bart followed her up the two flights of apartment stairs. The apartment was a facsimile of a score of others about town. Pre- sentable and commonplace. An elevator was grinding to a stop somewhere in its well. Christie's feet were impatiently flying along 'the stairs. "Let's don't wait. This is quirker." On the third floor, she inserted a key in a door. "I didn't have a welcome mat, but just the same I'm glad to invite you in." "What's this?" Bart asked. "One of your committee rooms?" "Committee rooms! It's your new home!" Suddenly, Christie flung her arms about Bart. "Carry me in, For luck." Still with that amazed look in his eyes, Bart lifted her in his arms, and still holding her, looked about. * * * It was a small living room. The walls were a gray -blue flowered in white. Soft blue draperies were at the windows over tie -back white curtains. Rugs and furni- ture and pictures made a har- monious blend: "You mean you live here?" Bart asked. "We live here," Christie cor- rected. "That is, when you have leaves." "That won't be so very often," Bart said, slowly. "And then, I might be transferred. It was just luck getting so near home at first." "Bart," Christie breathed, her eyes dark with disappointment. "You don't like it." "Of course I do, Christie. It's a nice place. But I can't see why you left your own home. Surely itis big enough. I seem to re•• member feeling swallowed up in all that space," "it vasa t my own home any more," Christie sant. "I'm an army man's wife flow." "And you felt you had to amnia your way of living straight off—to fit the changed status?" Their eyes niet without smiing. "Yes," Christie said, "I wanted to start living like one." "'I see," Bart spoke stiffly, in the tone of one who didn't see at all. He had liked to think of Christie, .secure, protected under the parental roof. It was not that he wanted favors. He detested them,. But he wanted to feel easy about his young wife while he was off taking risks. What earthly good was there in barging out and starting housekeeping alone? Cer= tainly, when he calve home for good, he and Christie must get off to themselves. But this was being. foolish, even dramatic. He didn't like it. * * * Christie thought unhappily: 1 worked so hard to get it ready for a surprise. I was so thrilled about it and. Bart thinks it was all a pose. "I'in sorry, darling." Bart was holding her close, kissing her..• "It's really a swell little place. But I hate the thought of you staying here alone." "I'll manage fine. It will be good for vie," Christie said. Her voice was hollow, drained of ex- ultation. "We're invited to have dinner with the folks." "Good enough," Bart replied. "I thought maybe you were plan- ning to show me some plain and hit's .]lice we're .neighbors," elle added impulsively.. It was after they had driven off that Bart spoke: "Do you have to be so all -fired niee to that fellow? Wasn't saving his life enough?" "You don't like him," Christie said slowly. "I .don't like hila at all," Bart answered. (Continued Next Week) Beautiful Words of Bygone Years "Ntay we send these few things for you, madam?""Have an- other cup of coffee, dean." . . "Can 1 interest you in this line of silk stockings, madam?" . . . "Do have some more beef, Mr. Smith." "Must order acouple of pounds of tea," "Fill her up," "Let's go out and look at the shop windows all lighted up.". "I think I'll have a, banana." , . . "Pass the pickles, please." . "I think 1'11 turn in this old model— the new ones are so much smarter" ... "I'm spending my vacation in New York this year." . "I think I'll have a motor trip—maybe the Gaspe." . "We'd like a couple of pounds of loaf sugar, as your donation to the church tea, Mrs. Brown." . . . "Her wedding gown was heavy ivory silk." . . . "May we quote you prices on installing an oil burner?"—Hanover Post. THEY HELP TO SAVE Girls putting finishing touches on rubber life rafts of the type which have saved many flyers forced down at sea. fancy cooking," The pantry was stocked and the ice box was filled. Christie had,; hoped Bart would say: "Let's star` home and try out the new stove." But he hadn't. He had said "good enough." He thought rich Christie Colton was putting on an act, telling the world she was go- ing to be brave and live on a sol- dier's salary. What Bart didn't know was that she loved all this. As they left the elevator they eame face to face with Stephen Marston. "Well, think of meeting you two here," he drawled. `Slum- ming?" "We live here," Christie an- swered, an edge to her voice. "Not really." He was staring at her in amazement. He was bare- headed and he looked very hand- some with the sun falling on his blond hair, his blue eyes bright with interest. "I live here, too," he said. "My mother and 1. May we call?" "4 "Please do," Christie's eyes traveled to Bart's immobile face. Bart was acting rude. Very" rude. Strength of Vichy In Northwest Africa France is believed to have about 100,000 men in North and West Africa to oppose the American landing operations, and recent re- ports from Vichy indicated that some units had mutinied in support of the United Nations invasion. The air force has been estimated at from 500 to 700 planes, with 200 based in Morocco and the remainder at Dakar. The French have few tanks and probably little munitions. They also aro short on oil and gaso- line, French African fortifications, dis- mantled after the armistice, are be- lieved to have been rebuilt recently. France's main. strength lies in her naval forces, which althouagh weakened by British sinkings and internments since the armistice, still are formidable. The fleet has been about equally divided between th French Mediterranean. base of Toulon and various African ports. It is believed to include five battle- ships, 12 cruisers, 20 destroyers and 24 submarines. A PLAYMATE FOR THE YOUNGSTER Crochet this lovely pet from a hank of Germantown or knitting worsted. It can withstand any and all treatment without a word of gift complaint. It is not a difficult crochet job, and is ideal as a . t suggestion, Pattern No..879 contains list of materials needed, illus- tration of stitches and complete instructions. To'order pattern: Write• or send above pieturo with your name and address with 16: cents in eoin Ot stamps to Carol Aimes, Room 421, 73 Adelaide St. West, Toronto. Health authorities agree that whole grain cereals are an essential "pro- tective" food in peace or war. Nabisco Shredded Wheat is a whole grain cereal, — T00% whole wheat, in which all the bran, wheat germ and minerals are retained. For general fitness, keep well nourished. Enjoy Nabisco Shredded Wheat with mill; at breakfast every day. THE CANADIAN SHREDDED WHEAT COMPANY, LTD., Niagara Fails, Canada, BILE TALKS SADIE B. CHAMBERS That Christmas Cake To have a Christmas cake or not to have one is quite a prob.. lem and this will have to be answered individually by your- selves. If it is the sugar problemp which is worrying you this will en- tirely depend upon what kind of a "sugar" family you are. For Instance if you are a family who just must have sugar on cereal, in tea and coffee and ample sup- ply in everything you cook, then you will be short when it comes to baking. However, I think all will agree, if you do not take sugar in the above named things then with care -you will have enough sugar on rationing for a reasonable amount of cooking and a reasonable amount of baking. So, as these recipes are request., ed I am giving them and you are the one to decide whether they will be yours oa not. A couple of weeks ago I gave the "War Fruit Cake" so will not repeat it here. Dark Fruit Cake lb. butter 1 lb. currants 11/a lbs, raisins % lb. almonds 2 cups brown sugar 2% cups flour % teaspoon cinnamon & nutmeg 6 eggs 1 teaspoon vanilla 3 teaspoon almond flavoring 3ii cup cherries 1 slice candied pineapple % teaspoon soda i . lb. citron peel 'h lb, lemon peel Crean butter and sugar in the usual way and add the eggs well beaten. Beat all thoroughly, then add the prepared fruit. Stir in well and allow to stand while pre- paring the flour and spices. Stir sifted flour and spices into fruit mixture and add the liquid flavor- ing. Bake about four hours in a very slow oven. This makes two medium sized cakes. White Fruit Cake 1 cup sugar % cup white corn syrup 13a cups butter 8 eggs 1 lb. sultana raisins 14 Ib. mixed peel % cup chopped cherries 2 teaspoons vanilla 1. teaspoon nutmeg 1 teaspoon almond flavoring 2 slices candied pineapple 2% teaspoons baking powder it cup milk 3 cups sifted flour Bake 1t hours in a slow oven. This makes 1 large cake. Economical Fruit Cake 2 eggs 1% cups brown sugar 12 cup sour milk or. buttermilk 1 teaspoon soda 4 teaspoon salt 2 cups seedless raisins i/z lb. chopped cherries 1 cup chopped pecans or walnuts 1 teaspoon cinnamon % teaspoon nutmeg 2 cups flour 1 cup butter or shortening Cook 300 to 350°F. 1s hours, Makes 1 medium sized cake. Miss Chambers welcomes personal letters from interested readers. She la pleased to receive suggestions on topics for tier column, and Ism vu ready to Iisteo to your ::pet Peeves." Requests for recipes or special menus are In order. Address your letters to "Bliss Sadie IL Cham- bers, :S West Adelaide Street, To- ronto;' Send stamped sett -addressed envelope if you wisti o rests. Russians Salvage War Equipment The British Radio reported that "Russian divers have suc- ceeded in recovering from the bed of the Volga a number of guns and other much needed equipment." The radiocast, recorded by CBS, continued: "The Volga is deep at Stalin- grad and the current strong, and the Russian divers performed their feat under a rain of Ger- man shells and bombs." Torch Atop `Liberty' Alight For Moment For the first time since the assault on Pearl Harbor the torch atop the Statue of Liberty flashed seaward its traditional message of freedom and equality. Seven-year-old Charmaine Stad- ler, whose father is in the forces of the Fighting French, pressed the button lighting the torch briefly in commemoration of the 66th anniversary of the French Republic's presentation. of the statue to the United States. HEARTY CORN BRAN MUFFINS F.a All -Bran Muffins do a fine• filling -up job on cold winter morn- ings. But when they're made with golden corn meal . in the batter they're extra delicious. Try them soon, using the following recipe. ALL -BRAN CORNMEAL MUFFINS 3 tablespoons shortening 1 cup Kellogg's All -Bran '/* cup sugar ?i: eup corn meal 1 egg 1% cups flour 1% cups milk 1 teaspoon salt Blend shortening and sugar thoroughly; aced egg, beat until creamy. Add mills, All -Brad .and corn meal. Let soak until most of moisture is taken up. Sift flour with salt and baking powder; add to first mixttre and stir only until flour disappears. Fill greased muffin pails two-thirds fall and bake in moderately hot oven (400° F.) about 30 minutes. Yield: 16 n tt!ins (21/z Cain diameter) or 12 muffins (3 inches in diameter).