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• "Dear Anne Hirst: Once you
printed the story of an aged
en other neglected by all her
children, and you implied they
would suffer accordingly,
through the law of retribution.
What do you think will happen
to this woman I write you about?
She never visited her ill mother
for years, and never cared how
the old lady was getting along.
Yet she still enjoys the best
there is in life, Her husband's
income has more than doubled.
during the last few years, her
two children still love her dear-
ly. I'm not saying they shouldn't,
but why does she have every-
thing when she cheated her own
mother of any filial affection?
"That mother was my mother's
best friend. Left a widow, she
went to work to send this girl
through college, and deprived
herself of genteel living that her
daughter might have the best
and meet the nicest people. Lit-
erally, she died a year ago of a
broken heart, because her only
girl was too busy (and consider-
ed herself too superior) to bother
with an old and failing parent.
Will this daughter, too, get her
come-uppance? You must know
many such situations. Maybe I'm
not a good Christian, but it
would cheer me up if I thought
ahe would be punished in her
lifetime.
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RETRIBUTION
* Many letters have come to me
* that suggest a son or daughter
* who forgets his or her mother
* pays for it in the end, In my
* personal experience, I have
* known two instances compar-
* able to the one you quote. One
* son married and moved to the
* coast, and he never so much
* as opened the letters his moth-
* er wrote him every week. If
* it had not been for his wife,
* the mother would never have
* heard anything et him as long
* as she lived. For some years
* he prospered, but recently he
* was stricken with an incurable
* disease, and he rages at his fate.
* retribution? Perhaps.
* The daughters of another
* wonderful mother not only ne-
glected her parents, but was
* actually cruel to them. She lost
* her only child a year ago, and
* she wonders why.
* In the case you cite, this
* daughter may indeed be enjoy-
* ing all the good things of life
* —but who can predict how her
* children will treat her when she
* grows old and troublesome?
* They may turn their backs —
* or they may not. Often one
* does not live long enough to
* know what punishments awaits
* such a heartless person.
* In contrast to these examples
* the parents of five married chil-
* dren I know came east recently
* to visit them; the mother is
* frail, and felt it might be the
* last time she could see them,
* for they were scattered across
* the land. Every child visited
* her, bringing their children and
" grandchildren, and I know that
* one couple borrowed money for
* the trip. She was the beloved
* centre of attention; they pour-
* ed out their love and gratitude
* as only good children can.
* Their visit was a continuous
* triumph for her, and they left
* her with a heart full of thanks-
* giving and peace.
* Next time such righteous in-
* dignation gets you down, think
* of the cherished parents you
* know whose old age is made
* beautiful by the reverence of
* their families — and multiply
* their number by the thousands
* like them. It is a more cheer-
* ing thought to live with.
* * *
BRIEF ANSWERS
To "Discouraged": Show all the
letters the soldier wrote you to
your mother, and promise her
that from now on she will see
each one as it arrives. I think she
will relent.
* * *
To "undecided": I cannot agree
with your attitude. You took ex-
ception to a natural incident that
involved your husband, instead of
understanding it for the innocent
one it/ was. I suggest you get
this straightened out with him
before he loses all patience with
you.
* * *
To "Worried Now": It is pos-
sible to overdo apologies, This
boy is annoyed that you keep
bringing up the matter, though
I understand why you insist
Later, he will realize he has been
unreasonable. Until he does,
keep silent.
* * *
To "Perplexed": Instead of be-
ing heartbroken that your sol-
dier's letters come seldom now,
remind yourself that many situ-
ations which do not involve you
can prevent his frequent writing.
Being understanding now is your
role, so play it well.
To "Sad Bob": If you persist
in your attentions to this girl,
she will lose all respect for you.
She has been frank to say that
she prefers the other man, and
that is that. I know how pain -
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* * *
CORRECT
"Dear Anne Hirst: I am 15 and
I'm going to the Prep senior
prom. The boys. are wearing
tuxedos. I have a gown I wore
to a wedding last year which I
can have cut down to ballerina
length.
YVETTE"
The gown you have, with the
alternations you suggest, is en-
tirely correct.
* * *
Are your parents still living?
Anne Hirst urges you to cherish
them while you can. Their time
is short, and this can be the hap-
piest period of their lives IF
their children make it so: Write
your problems to Anne Hirst, at
Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St., New
Toronto.
Treasure
in Waste Basket
So many years ago that I have
quite lost count, I had an open
bookshop across the street from
Wanamaker's. A woman I knew
slightly came in one day, and
asked if I had ever heard of
Rudyard Kipling. "
"Who is Rudyard Kipling?" I
asked; or words to that affect.
She gave me a copy of John
Lovell's edition of Barrack Room
Ballads. I read it.
Of course you know how
youngsters (I was in my 20's)
are carried away by enthusiasm
for a book. I was carried away
by that one, and the odd thing
is I have never changed my
mind, I"thought then, and I
think now, that Rudyard Kipling
was the greatest writer of my -
generation. . "
I have always had the run of
Frank Doubledayt's publishing
offices; I worked for him once,
and my brother was his partner;
Doubleday was noted for his
enormous wastebasket, which
stood up higher than his desk,
One day I was • in his office, and
noticed some galley proofs just
within my reach in his waste-
basket,
"What are those, Effendi?" I
asked.
"Oh, those are the galleys of
Kim. We've gone into pages, and
we don't need the galleys."
I fished the proofs out. There
seemed to be two or three hun-
dred corrections in Kipling's
hand.
"Look here, Effendi," I said,
"fifty-fifty on what I get for
these."
The great Kipling collector of
that time was a man named Wil-
liamson. He got a bargain when
he paid me $750 for the galleys.
As Kipling became better
known, copyright protection on
his works grew important. Until
recently it was necessary in such
Cases, under American copyright
law, to make separate printings"
, . I remember as if it were
yesterday the time when Double-
day, my brother Sam, and Kip-
ling stood by the press while the
special copyright printing of The
White Man's Burden came off.
The edition was ten copies, and
then the type was destroyed.
From "The Adventures of a
Treasurer Hunter," by Charles
P. Everitt.
Drive
With Car
"GIRL IN THE" . . Joyce Mc-
Guire wears a slightly altered
version of the ad man's famous
attire, the gray flannel suit.
Joyce has been named "The Girl
in the Gray. Flannel Suit" by the
National Industrial Advertisers°
Association.
HIS APPROACH
Tide magazine gets into the
act by this story of Jim Hack, •
veteran agent of the New York
Life Insurance Company, and
how he sold his first big policy
years ago in Peoria, Illinois.
Hack approached the prospect
and asked in a faint, uncertain
tone: "You don't want to buy
any life insurance, do you?"
The prospect, a big, bluff bas-
so with an enviable reputation as
a Sales Manager, roared that he
certainly did not. Hack then
mumbled: "I thought you didn't,"
and shuffled around looking at
his feet making for the door but
not quite getting there,
The Sales Manager called him
back. "Look here," he said, "my
job is to hire and train salesmen
and you're just about the worst
specimen I've ever seen. You'll
never sell people anything by
asking if they don't want it"
And so on and so on. At the
end of the lecture the Sales Man-
ager had another idea and said:
"Apparently you're just starting
out and need a break if anyone
ever did, so I'll sign for a $10,000
policy right now. Where's the
blank?"
Hack produced it and soon the
deal was closed. But the Sales
Manager wasn't through, "One
last word of advice, young man,"
he said. "Learn a few standard,
organized sales talks."
"Oh, I've already done that,"
said Hack, "I've got a standard
ready.,made talk for every types
of prospect. What you just heard
is my organized approach to
Sales Managers."
HRONRIIES
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"I'm worried," said Partner as
he came into dinner one day
last week.
"Oh, and what's the matter
now?" (I was prepared for any-
thing -ea sick cow, a dead calf,
contrary hens, bridge washed
away or a flooded stable.) So
I was quite surprised at the
answer 1 got. "I'm worried," re-
peated Partner, "because I hav-
en't heard the frogs yet, and I
can't remember a spring with-
out them."
"You're right. Come to think
of it I haven't heard them either
—not here anyway." So now we
are wondering . . . is .the ab-
sence of frogs peculiar to this
district, or is it the same else-
where? If so what is the reason?
Yes, I know it has been cold
but we have had other cold
springs and on sunny days we
would hear the frogs. Could it
be the songsters of the swamp
have succumbed to some kind
of disease? I hope not. Wouldn't
it be strange on warm, summer
evenings not to hear the frogs?
Perhaps they just got tired of
waiting for the spring and de-
cided to try a period of hiber-
nation. Come to think of it that
isn't such a bad idea. Wouldn't
it be nice to sleep through the
bad weather and wake up some
morning to find spring definitely
here? But since that isn't pos-
sible we just have to do the
best we have with what we've
got. Like the sparrows. Did you
know the sparrows recently held
a council and decided they
couldn't wait until the shrubs
were in leaf—they were going
to raise a family anyway, - So
now they are building nests
among the bare branches—and
that is something I haven't seen
before. Flowering bulbs have
also decided to defy the weather
and are bravely forcing their
growth through the soil. That I
was glad to see because last
spring I planted a number of
bulbs among the trees bordering
a nearby field. And then Part-
ner let the calves out to pasture
and I was quite sure they would
gobble up the green shoots and
root out my bulbs. But they
evidently didn't as there are
shoots coming up in exactly the
right places. So maybe this year
the calves will have daffodils
and narcissi to feed on. I was
really anxious about those bulbs
as they were more or less of an
experiment. Fall bulbs planted
in the spring I am sure I spoke
of it in this column last year
about finding a basket of
forgotten bulbs in the woodshed,
matted and grown together just
as if they were in the ground,
And I separated and planted
them. And now here they are,
having survived pasturing calves
and the cold spring.
Speaking again of the unsea-
sonable weather it just occurred
to me if we can't get on with
the spring work we might as
well prepare for the fall. And I
mean that quite seriously. Yes,
indeed, because do you know
the advance fall fair prize lists
are already out including that
of the Canadian National Exhi-
bition. Now is the time to look
over them and decide on the
various classes in which we can
compete. During the months to
come there will be many hours
that could be put to good advan-
tage—by those who have time
to spare, and for convalescents.
Hours when it will be toe hot,
or too strenuous an undertaking,
to do gardening br baking, but
just right for working On em-
broidered pillow cases or knit-
ting a baby set, After all the
success of any fall fair depends
On the exhibitors. Haven't you
sometimes attended a country
fair and passed the remark—
"Well, there wasn't much to
look at in the Hall this year!"
So . whose fault was it? If
there is a dearth of exhibits in
the hall who is to blame? There
are surely_ .classes enough to suit
everyone—for knitting, sewing,
embroidery, baking, rugs, quilts
and all kinds of arts and crafts.
It has been said that we all
have some special talent, that
everyone is good at doing some-
thing. So the person who can
bake an extra special cake, or
. has the artistic ability to do fine
specimens of shell work, or is
skilled in any other way, deft_
nitely has something to contri-
bute to her local fall fair -and
possibly to the C.N.E. Perhaps
' you will win a prize—perhspe
you won't—but in any case you
will have :done your part and
contributed something towards
the success of the fail.. It takes
time, and a very special effort,
to fix up a piece of work for
the fair. But if we all followed
the line of least resistance and
didn't bother to exhibit any-
thing at all, what would happen
to our Fall Fairs? If we don't
do our part what right have we
'to say "There wasn't much to
look at in the Hall this year."
You will find a variety of
classes for your own local Fall
Fair and there will be over two
hundred classes waiting for your
work at the Women's Division of
the C.N.E. The rest is up to
you and me. Entry forms for the
C.N.E. are available now En-
tries for handicraft close July
6, For further information write
to, Director of Women's Activi-
ties,
ctivities, Women's Building, C.N.E.,
Exhibition Park, Toronto 2B.
FOR HE WHO KICKS
Audley C. Hawkins, of Lin-
coln, Illinois, was so disgusted
when he reeled in a -•pair of old
trousers that he gave the pants
a scornful kick. He got a stab in
the foot. A ten -inch catfish was
inside the pants!
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Jr., right. The occasion. Mrs. Warren was named "Mother of
the Year" by the Variety Club,