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HomeMy WebLinkAboutZurich Herald, 1943-09-16, Page 21 FOUND A "BETTER itY" Tot CRRECTi MY CONSTIPATION! CD War means harder work for most Tills delicious cereal—it's grant of us, It's certainly no time to be tasting in muffins, too—keeps thous - handicapped by that common type of ands regular, naturally . . . stops constipation caused by lack of "bulk" their trouble "before it starts". 'pry in the diet, If you have that trouble, this pleasant plan. Eat KELLOGG'S here's a simple, enjoyable method ALL -BRAN every day . . drink that so many people use to correct plenty of water ... and see why it's the cause—they eat ALL -ARAN called a "better way". Your favorite regularly instead of resorting to grocer has ALL -BRAN in two conve- harsh purgatives that give only neat sizes. Made by Kellogg's in temporary relief. London, Canada. "That's exactly the kind of voice we grams," Spangler said. CHAPTER I Fleecy clouds floated over the little town of Ithaca, California. Above them, hovered the spirit of Matthew Macauley who, two years before, had departed on the mysterious journey of death. As the clouds parted Matthew equld see his homeland, vine- yards, orchards, the church, little houses, all in scattered fragments, like life itself. He noted his tiny five-year-old son, Ulysses, staring at a gopher which had pushed up the dirt in the backyard. There, too, was sixteen -year-old Homer, living in a world of youth's cre- ation, groping for the design of understanding, of faith and cour- age in life. Far off in an army camp was his eldest son, Marcus, proud of the uniform he wore, tenderly writing home to the fellsq,. At a.m.,• nrxler the lamp- light, he saw his dear wife, Latey, remembering him in her thoughts, in the songs she sang, in the Bible chapter she read each night to the family. It was this protective, gentle spirit that filled young Homer, this day, as he hurried to the telegraph office after school. He had a job as a messenger boy. It had started yesterday. Now he was going to make good and help support the family. It was a proud and awesome thought for a young fellow to have. Tom Spangler, manager of the office, watched him gravely as be tore in to report for duty. "Homer, how do you like being a messenger?" Homer's blue eyes snapped. "I think it's great Mr. Spangler. You sure. get to see a lot of dif- ferent people and go to different places." Spangler nodded. This kid had stuff. Honor. Ambition. And the capacity to be hurt. He'd be a fine, grown-up citizen one day. "Yeah. You're starting out all right. But don't kill yourself. Get there swiftly but not too fast. Be polite to everybody. Take off your cap in the elevators. Above satalaaasa 3Pads oy los. r.•Q'i:r:A ISSUE No. 38-43 A B D want for our singing tele - all, never lose a telegram. If there's anything you don't under- stand come to me." Homer shifted from one foot to the other. "Yes, sir. But about these singing telegrams ..." "Well? You've got a pretty good voice, haven't you?" "They used to let me sing at the First Presbyterian Sunday School." "That's fine." Spangler clapped him on the back. Over at the desk, Willie Grogan, the grey haired telegrapher, winked ap- proval too. Spangler went on heartily: "That's exactly the kind of voice we want for our singing telegrams. Rich, full and kind. You see ... ' He broke off. A young fellow, thin and shabby, was shuffling in. Rp silently handed Spangler a telegram, already written out. Spangler checked it. The boy was sending a message to his mother, asking for enough money to get home on. * Spangler tapped it thought- fully. "It'll be about one in the morning when this arrives. Do you want them to wake your mother up at that hour?" The boy coughed painfully. His eyes were scared. "I thought I could get the money tonight may- be. Even if it's late." After about ten seconds Span- gler nodded. "I'll rush it right through." He brought out some paper bilis. "Here. Guess you're broke. You can pay me when your mother sends the money." The boy gasped. Numbly, he took the money. Then he mum- bled his thanks and rushed out. Spangler stared after him. He had a momentary cynicism. Tough world. There was this lad, far from home, hungry, sick. And up on the hill li•-ed lovely Diana Steed whose parents were rolling in dough. It was the only thing he had against her. But it was plenty. How couli you know what made a girl tick when she'd been living like an orchid all her life? He sighed. "Guess I need a drink. I'll be over at Corbett's Bar if you want me." Homer had been digesting the proceedings. Gosh! What a big heart that Mr. Spangler had. Imagine giving a lend of money just like that to a perfect stran- ger, It was like being Santa Claus or God or something. * * "Homer." Willie Grogan was beckoning. On his desk there was a beautiful chocolate cream pie. He cut a slice each for Homer and himself. "Here my friend," he said heartily, "your very good health." "Yes, sir. Your good health." Homer returned with a shy blush. They touched the edges of their pie in solemn toast. Willie smiled like a cherub. "Homer, there are several things you should know. I shall on occasion ask you to run an errand for me. Or join me in song. And here's a delicate matter. In the event of drunkenness -mine, not yours ---I shall ask of you a depth of understanding one may expect anly from children." Homer said uncertainly, "I've got •a good understanding." "That's fine." Grogan beamed and gulped a bit of pie. "Every night in this office I shall count on you to help me perform my duties. A splash of cold water on the face if I do not respond when ROSE FILET CROCHET X auza scut A lovely background for your fine silver and glassware this distinguished rose pattern in easy filet crochet. A splendid and practical gift, too! You can make scarfs in many sizes and a mat, too, from easy -to -follow charts. Pattern 645 contains directions and charts for scarfs and plats; stitches; list of mate- rials required. Send TWENTY CENTS (20c) in coins (stamps cannot be ac- cepted) for this pattern to Wilson Needlecraft Dept., Room 421, 73 Adelaide St. West, Toronto. Write plainly pattern number, your name and address. touched, this to be followed by a cup of hot, black coffee from Corbetts ..." "Yes, sir." Homer memorized it aloud. "Splash of cold water ... hot coffee from Corbetts ..." * * * The telegraph box was rattling. Grogan's face became troubled as he took down the message from Washington, D. C. Softly, he hummed "Rock of Ages." He showed the message to Horner. It was for Mrs. Rose Sandoval on G. Street. "The Department of War regrets to inform you that your son, Juan Domingo Sandoval, has been killed in ac- tion in defense of Manila ..." Homer's eyes were wide , and strained as he started off with the message of sorrow. A half hour later he was bicy- cling his way back. Beads of s`Veat were on his forehead. As long as he lived. he'd never forget Mrs. Sandoval's face as she read that telegram. She hadn't believ- ed it at first. She had sat in a rocking ehaiz and rooned and cradled an imaginary baby in her arms . her dead Juan Do- mingo. At last she had cried and only then did Homer know she would be all right. His face was twisted with the suffering of that woman as he came into the office again. Then he stopped short. Grogan was in his chair, his head back, his mouth open. He was quite drunk. The telegraph box began to rattle. Homer remembered his instruc- tions. First, he threw a. paper cup- ful of water in Grogan's face. Grogan began to' revive. He was muttering, "That's right. Thank you boy . . ." as Homer dashed out for the coffee. * * A few minutes later, with the coffee inside him, Grogan was almost himself again as he took another, telegram off the wire. When he had completed the job he swung around in his swivel chair. "You did that remarkably well son. I congratulate you." Homer gestured at the mes- sage. "Yes, sir. Thank you. Is that an important telegram?" Trw ---it the • BLACK LEAF 40! For lice and feather mites, Black Leaf 40 is outstanding. Apply with the Black Leaf'40 applicator accord- ing to directions. The fumes pass under the feathers of the roosting fowls and kill the pests. Also Kills, Garden Insects YTse on flowers, plants, shrubs, trees and other foliage to kill aphis, leaf- hopper, young sucking bugs. lace bug, mealy bug and similar insects. • io0*'0A rrre tot' ON ti n6<KM,1 inslAt on f ella,e'I. Sealed pnoika itti for latl a tropH. Sold br• llrrtl , i1arrle arc. T'ccd and wccd Mores Grogan fingered it. "Business. The accumulating of money, Most unimportant. But important for me to receive it, They've been trying to retire me for ten years now." He pounded the desk un- expectedly. "But I've worked all my life and I'm not going to stop now. I'd die if I did." Homer stared in wander. "Why shouldn't you go on working? If a fellow wants to work nobody should stop him." "Hah P' Grogan snorted, "I wish you'd explain that to the. head office. Why I was the fast- est telegrapher in the business and no mistakes either, mind you. Ah, sing me a song, boy. Protect me from the murder of age and time. Protect me with your songs and your dreams. Sing, boy!" So, Homer sang to him of the church in the wildwood, the church in the vale. But he was deeply troubled. He thought of that sick boy without money. Of Mrs. Sandoval and her dead son. Of poor old Grogan here who would die if he couldn't work. It was very confusing. The world was full of good things and bad. The good things were human beings. But bad things happened to them. Then did that make the human beings bad? (Without knowing it Homer is growing up. There is much in store for him that he cannot foresee. Be sure to read the next exciting chapter in which Homer comes to grips with a big problem.) TABLE TALKS SADIE B. CHAMBERS A CHAT ON PICKLES The homemaker and the good provider of the family has always considered late August and Sep- tember as the time when she makes a final inventory of the fruit .storage and mentally or otherwise jots down her final list for her family's requirements. We hear every day, "What about the sugar?" especially as the subject of pickles is mention- ed. Do not be discouraged. Many pickle ventures are successful with little or no sugar and maybe you might make some •of them Your special favorites until our supply of sugar is once again back to normal. This recipe has been tried and not found wanting, so T am pass- ing it on to you,— Mixed Pickle (Using Saccharine) cup salt 1 teaspoon powdered saccharine 2 tablespoons white mustard seed. 2 tablespoons dry tumeric 14, teaspoon cayenne 1 teaspoon curry powder 1 cup corn syrup 8 cups cold vinegar (if strong, diluted) 8 good-sized cucumbers 10 small green tomatoes 6 small onions 1 cup chopped celery Combine dry ingredients very thoroughly. Mix to a smooth paste with one cup of vinegar. Add the corn syrup and rest of the vine- gar. Place this dressing in large crock. Wash the cucumbers and to- matoes (not peeled) and peel the onions. Cut all into small cubes. If you have not the celery add a teaspoon of celery salt to season- ings. Add prepared vegetables to the dressing in the crock and com- bine. well. Cover crock in a cool place and stir twice a day for two' weeks. Fruit Relish 6 'cups finely chopped celery 4 cups chopped apple 6 green peppers 6 sweet red peppers 1 tablespoon salt 3f ib: seedless raisins 2 cups corn syrup 2 cups cider vinegar (diluted) sly cup water 2 sticks of cinnamon 6 cloves Wash celery thoroughly, and chop fine. Combine with the apples which have been pared and cored, then put through the chop- per, (medium knife). Combine celery, apples and peppers. Mix well and then mix in the salt. GEE, RLI, THE GANG'S HERE BUTJOS BRAWN GUESS HE'9 RIGHT,IN THE FIGHTING NOW LISTEN GANG... LETS ALLTAK6 TURNS WRITING TO JOE EACH WEEK REMEMBER, HE'S OVERSEAS FIGHTING FOR US YES, LET'S SHOW JOE WE'RE RIGHT BEHIND HIM AT HOME YOU REMEMBER 705 BROWN, DAD -.WE ARE ALL TAKING TURNS WRITING TO HIM EVERY WEEK 111A1 GREAT,CNRISSIE, KNOW WHAT LETTERS FROM HOME MEANT TO ME IN THE LAST WAR GUNNER BROWN -HERE'S A FLOCK OF LETTERS FOR YOU tM1"'. .AND AM I GLAD \ TOGETTHENI SARGEI 7,w� NI 1111: Q Os1I, PARCELS EARLY Place over the direct heat and simmer, covered until celery is tender. Add the washed raisins, corn syrup, vinegar, and broken cin- namon sticks (in a cloth). Simmer uncovered for 15 minutes. Remove the cinnamon and simmer another 20 minutes. Pour into hot sterile jars and seal. Bliss. Chambers rvelcomts personal letters from Interested readers, She 1s pleased to receive suggestions on toples for her column, rind Is always ready to listen to your "pet peeves." Requests' for recipes or special menus are In order. Address your letters to "Miss Sadie B. Chambers, 73 West Adelaide SI., Toronto." Send stamped self-ad- dressed envelope It you wish n reply. Synthetic Tires For Sale In Canada The Munitions Department an- nounced last week that under tire -rationing regulations pas- senger car tires made of synthe- tic rubber imported from the United States will be released for sale immediately, and that man- ufacture of the synthetic tires has already begun in Canada. The departmental announce- ment emphasized that existing tire regulations have not been relaxed, and that the synthetic tires will be available only to es- sential users eligible to buy new tires. Rubber Controller Alan H. Williamson said tests so far have shown that synthetic rubber is not as tough as natural rubber for tire manufacture, and that the .iew synthetic tires therefore, must be driven "at low speed and with great care." Cars equippea with the new tires should not be driven at more than 35 miles an hour, and overloading must be avoided, Mr, Williamson added. Inflation pres sures should be checked at leas once weekly. The making of reclaim tires the announcement said, now wil • be discontinued. Only limite. quantities of synthetic tires aril be manufactured, and they wil be sold by tire ration permit. By January, 1943, 1,491 Mal tese had been killed and mor than 1,500 seriously injured it air raids. FOR YEAR'S FINAL PICNIC Tare to the backyard or• the nearest picnic grounds for a final fling at open air sunshine, nature—and food that's fun! The old standbys are the best drawing cards, salads, pickles, hardboiled eggs, pie or layer cake. But with your sandwiches why not include something new— delicious, freshly made, crunchy All -Bran Rolls? The rich, nut -like taste of bran enhances the flavor of any spread you choose; puts something new in hamburgers. So simple to make, too. Here's the recipe! 3 cup shortening 5/� cup sugar 2 cups All -Bran 2 teaspoons salt 1 cup boiling water 2 eggs 2 cakes compressed yeast 1 cup lukewarm water 61/2 (or more) cups flour Put shortening, sugar, All -Bran and salt in large mixing bowl; add boiling water and stir until shortening is melted. Let stand until mixture is lukewarm. Add well -beaten eggs and yeast softened in lukewarm water. Add half the flour and beat until smooth; add remaining flour, mix well. Let rise until double in bulk ; punch down. Form balls of dough to fill greased muffin pans about half - full. Let rise in a warm place about two hours or until double in bulk. Bake in a moderately hot oven (425° F.) about 15 minutes. Yield: 4 dozen rolls (23i -inch diameter), Note—After flour is added this dough may be stored in the refrigerator, and rolls formed, allowed to rise and baked as necc:ed. 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