Zurich Herald, 1956-08-16, Page 6"Dear Anne Hirst: My situa-
tion frustrates me. I've been
going with a young roan regu-
larly for two years, and he
treats me like a slave. Yet there
are wonderful hours when we
teem to be close acrd which
lrnake up for 'ail the heartache
he causes rne. I know I could
not go on without his love, nor
would he want to without mine.
"Alone together, he is loving
and kindness itself; but when
ewe are with others, he makes
such a fool of himself over girls
that I am furiously embarrassed
and hurt. Regularly, he vows
he won't misbehave again and.
elways he does.
"It is really tearing my heart
out, and affecting my health.
Can you suggest anything I can
do with him?
"NEARLY 20."
"ALL IS VANITY"
e The only way to end your
heartache is to stop dating
' the man entirely.
* He is an incurable roman-
• ticist, vain as a peacock. Such
'1' men cannot resist feeding
their vanity by flaunting their
" charms before all females in
e sight. They vow fidelity to the
e girl that loves them, but at
one smile from another, they
• are off to conquest and certain
* of victory.
This cruel trait seems in -
Young Ensemble
Th
SIZES
4649 a—l4
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She'll lova' the scooped -neck
-ess with its "grownup" Em -
Ire styling; add the little bolero
)o complete the smart ensemble!
Perfect fashions for a gay plaid
cotton, crisp. pique; or a fine
linen for her "Sunday" outfit!
Pattern 4649: Girls' Sizes 6, 8,
10, 12, 14. Size 10 dress and bo-
lero take Vie yards 35 -inch fab-
ric; Ira yard contrast.
This pattern easy to use, sim-
ple to sew, is tested for fit. Has
complete illustrated instructions.
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*° born, and it stays until the
* day the romanticist dies. It is
* an egoism which transcends
* every other emotion.
* Pity the girl this man mar-
* ries. She lives a life of faith
* given and betrayed, hope re-
* newed only to be ravished, In
* every other way he may be
* honorable, but when this
* temptation comes, off he will
* go to the chase, leaving his
* wife exasperated, disgusted
* and heartbroken. The man is
* a contemptible, yet pathetic,
* figure. What intelligent wom-
* an would choose to share his
* ignoble fate?
* Unless down the corning
* years you want to be pitied
* by those who love you, and
* called a fool by those who
* don't, send this man on the
* way he has chosen. Do not
* fear he will not exist with-
* out your love; he will man-
* age to corral another trust-
* ing worshipper to nourish his
* ego as you have, and finally
* insult her as he has been in-
* suiting you.
• You can live without his
* love, too, once you see him
* as he is,
* I hope this consuming e.mo-
* tion he arouses in you will
* one day be bestowed upon a
* man who will honor it.
* * *
FIRST LOVE RETURNS
'Dear Anne Hirst: For sever-
al years I went with a high-
school student whom I really
loved. But things happened, and
I met an older man whom I
married. We have been happy
together, but I've often longed
to know what became of my
first beau.
"Now I hear he is back in
town. How I'd like to see him
and get acquainted again, find
out if he has a girl and so on!
Would it be all right to write
him and ask him to drop in?
"One time you wrote that first
love is something really special,
and never really leaves a girl's
heart again. So isn't my inter-
est in him natural?
WONDERING."
* **
I'm afraid you have been
seeing too many romantic
movies. If you and your hus-
band are happily married, why
shouldn't this lad spend an
evening with you two? Don't
write him, but when you see
him on the street, ask him
if he would like to meet your
husband.
A first love is special in that
it is a girl's earliest emotion-
al experience and she never
entirely forgets it. But after
she is married, it becomes
part of her background — not
an important part, at that.
* * *
Why waste your love on a
man who will only repay you
in more heartbreak? Life is too
short to squander on an ingrate.
Anne Hirst will help you re-
gain your poise and confidence,
if you write to her at Box 1,
123 Eighteenth St., New Toron-
to, Ont., about your problem.
SUMMERS' TIME
Never for a moment does the
diamond judiciary deviate from the
path of unequivocal righteousness.
Take 13111 Summers. for example.
The veteran amp was operating
behind the plate in a movie being
filmed in Hollywood. The pitcher
delivered and 13111 yelled. "Strike!"
This made the director unhappy.
"Hey, 13111," he snapped. "you're
not following the script. That was
supposed to he a hull."
"Tell the pitcher to follow the
script!"' roared Summers. "I call
'em as 1 see 'em."
Conscience gets a lot of cred-
it that should really belong to
cold feet.
MUSICAL MISSES -- If the ladies adopt these new musical hand-
bags designed by Romani of Rome, Italy, "they shall have music
wherever they go." A silent "guitar," left, in brown leather is
eyecatching as well as functional. Right, a model "plays" a song
fon her chamois -leather "mandolin," with the handle serving as
the instrument's neck.
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TEA TIME IN A TUB — Three-year-old Connie June Falen holds
a make-believe tea party while sitting in a tub of cool water
in her back yard. No better place for such a party, as the
temperature soared to: 102 degrees.
Precee
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HRONICL
1NGERFARM
cwet-doi.ir.e P. Ctoxike
Some habits -are good, some•
are bad, but this habit the wea-
therman has of always staging
a storm over the week -end isn't
welcome at all. Especially as it
comes just around chore .and
supper time. We had six extra
for supper on Sunday and they
arrived just half an hour ahead
of the storm. As, I watched the
threatening sky and noticed the
thunder and lightning getting
sharper every minute I put the
kettle on and made the tea ahead
of time—better ,tea on the cool
side, I thought, than no tea at
all. But, of course, as I had pre-
pared for an emergency the
power didn't go off. That was '
just a stroke of luck—neigh-
bours below us had no power
at all and it was off down town,
including some oti the telephones.
But at least we didn't have it
as bad as folks down in the
London -Stratford area — poor
dears.
Well, among those who came
yesterday were our two boys—
our grandsons, I mean. Dave is
getting to be more of a little boy
all the time—and as mischie-
vous. And the baby—well I sup-
pose I am slightly partial—but
I thought he was just about per-
fect. Well developed and taking
notice of. everything around
him. Partner wanted to know
if there was anything wrong
with him because he was so
good. But we assured him that
when he was down at the barn
Edward let us know he had a
good healthy pair of lungs any-
way. Dave is very proud of him
and talks every now and then
about "my brudder." He likes
to help Mummy do things for
him—runs after nappies and
powder, helps put the carriage
on the verandah and raises an
alarm if the baby cries. Better
still, Daughter is a different
person, even from what she was
eighteen months ago. Last week
she not only looked after her
own two .boys but took charge
of a neighbour's little two-year-
old girl as well—and put down
a whole crate of berries in be-
tween baby chores.
Well, it doesn't look as if
there will be much haying done
around here for a few days.
With a heavy rain yesterday and
humidity a hundred percent this
morning it can hardly be called
good haying weather. And there
are such a lot of bales out
through the country. It doesn't
make much difference to us as
Partner has sold his standing .
hay to a neighbour—but he has-
n't come in to cut it yet, because
of the weather, I suppose. It
will be the first time since we
started farming that we haven't
had to worry about haying. And
what a relief it is going to he.
Of course there is something
very appealing about new -mown
hay—you really feel you are
fanning when the pungent smell
of clover fills the air. flight now
we are content to borrow the
aromatic odours from our neigh-
bour's fields! Haying is a dan-
gerous and- worrisome time.
When the mower is out in the
field you just feel you have to
be constantly on the alert in case
a dog, a cat or' a child should
come within reach of those mur-
derous knives. When you are
young you manage to take ev-
erything in your stride — the
work, the risks and the weather.
But as ,the years go by the dan-
ger seems more imminent; the
work harder and the weather
- more than ever "agin" you. That
'is when the older folk are glad
if a son, or sons, are able and
willing to carry on. As I look
back I think sometimes I used
to be looking for trouble because
• I know' I was often almost petri-
fied with fear when I used to
drive the horses on the hayfork.
I was always expecting the rope
would snap in two and maybe
let the load down on Partner or
Bob as they worked in the mow.
Then when we started taking
hay off in bales there was al-
ways the chance. that Partner,
not being too steady on his legs,
might take a header from the
top of the load. Farming is cer-
tainly a hazardous occupation at
any time, with either the new or
the old way of operating. Me-
chanization eases the work but
I would say it definitely in-
creases the danger.
And yet how nice it. is to meet
young folk with initiative and
vision. One couple who were
here yesterday — fortyish, I
would say — got tired of city
life; bought a piece of land
north of Toronto about five years
ago. Put up a small, barn and
a six -roomed bungalow, both of
which they built themselves.
Then they went into. the chicken
business. Now they have things
fixed up in such a way that the
poultry operate on the cafeteria
system and both the man and
his wife hold office jobs in the
city and commute back and
forth. They raise broilers, ca-
pons and laying hens. Whether
they make money or not I don't
know but at least they are pay-
ing their way and have an inter-
esting sideline to fall back on if
their city jobs should peter out.
At least they have solved the
problem of what to do With their
spare time during this• period of
automation.
That's all for now—I've got
strawberries to put down. As for
cherries, judging by our o'wn,
there will hardly be enough to
feed the. robins. But I have quite
a bit of fruit left over from last
year so I didn't intend to do as
much as usual anyway.
Flowering Crabapples Popular
Because of their great pro-
fusion of bloom in the spring,
flowering crabapples May be
used as dominant notes in the
shrubbery border 'or as speci-
men small trees or shrubs hi the
lawn,
Gave Up Smoking
To Smell Roses
Biting, scratching, screaming
and swooning, t h e women
fought to get in, Not to see a
famous film star, not to attend
a department store sale.
They just wanted to see -- a
ROSE.
It was the first public show-
ing at Valenciennes, in North
France, of "Prelude," the arose
with a difference. And it drew a
record attendance of nearly 4,-
000,000 rose -lovers within four
days.
"Prelude" is a beautiful vio-
let blue rose. It has a bluish -
lilac bud, gracefully unrolling
its twenty-five petals to a con-
stant violet, touched with co.
bait when fully open.. Set in a
bowl, it is breathtakingly beau-
tiful artificial light.
It is the first milestone on the
road to a true blue rose, the
perfection of which has been
haunting the dreams of hy-
bridists for the past 150 years.
It is the crowning achievement
in the already long career of
Francis Meilland, the hybridiz-
ing genius from Cap d'Antibes,
France.
Meilland has devoted a life-
time to creating ever sturdier,
finer, more pest -free roses.
These immensely popular crea-
tions of his — Peace, Happi-
ness, Sun King,. Miami, Eden
Rose, and now Prelude, and no
fewer than eighty-four other
.novelties — are giving the
thrills of beauty and discovery
to millions the world over.
A man of a single idea, this
one-time chainsmoker has given
up tobacco altogether because,
in the long run, it weakens the
smelling sense which must re-
main keen in a rose grower.
His installations at C a p
d'Antibes are the most up-to-
date in the world. From the
top of that airy, sun -drenched
500 -foot hill, you have a grand
bird's-eye view of eleven acres
under glass and 15,000 square
feet of gleaming white build-
ings, sloping gently in succes-
sive tiers to the blue Mediter-
ranean.
Meilland's earliest recollec-
tions go back to that cold De-
cember morning of 1916 when
he was shoving in the rear a
hand -cart heavily laden with
vegetables which his mother
was courageously pulling all of
three miles from his native Tas-
sin to the market of Montplai-
sir, in Middle France.
Small was the help of that
four-year-old lad, but so great
his conviction that he stepped
right into the boots of Antoine
Meilland, his father, then one of
those anonymous French sol-
diers blocking the German on-
slaught.
Madame Meilland considered
then; the tasks of running sin-
gle-handed the family and de-
veloping novel rose. seedlings all
in the day's work — an eigh-
teen -hour working day, seven
days a week, fifty-two weeks a
year •for the duration.
It took dogged perserverance,
outstanding abilities, a daring
spirit and hard toil to get that
poor country boy to dazzling
success and international recog-
nition.
TO -day, his frends are the
Windsors, ex -King Umberto of
Italy, the Queen Mother of
Greece, the Aga Khan and Ali
— and almost anybody who is
a somebody.
When they ran France, ex -
premiers. Antoine Piney and
George Bidault took time off to
journey 600 miles from Paris to
admire his novelties.
The beauty of Meilland's rose
named Record literally stunned
Georges Bidault. Drawing back
a step er two to . admire from a
distance the profusion of rube
clusters onthat climber, ht
banged his head against a pee.
gola pillar — and went down
for. the count of ten.
Pests, viruses,. weather and
weeds were against Meilland --
.and also war,
Following a trip to the
United States, where he studied
market openings and cultiva-
tion methods„ Meilland return-
ed to his farm and set out to
perfect the task of breeding a
hardier growth . and sturdier
type of rose.
"October 10th, 1935, will
stand forever as the highlight
in my whole life," he confides.
"As I was inspecting Our nur-
series that morning, my heart
skipped a beat or two when the
loveliness of one of my experi-
mental blooms sprang before
my dazzled vision."
He called out to his family
and they could never weary
drinking in the beauty of these
very first Peace roses resplend-
ent in their glory of yellow,
green, ivory and pale gold,
tinged with a suffusion of car-
mine.
The vivid colours, hugeness
and truly regal bearing of these
blooms convinced them at once
that they had created the very
queen of roses.
ISSUE 33 — 1956
Pretty Centerpiece
. 581
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11440I 4 Wheat
Elegant centrepiece for .your
dinin table! A graceful swan
crocheted in pineapple design—
fill it with fruit or flowers.
Pattern 581: Crochet directions
for swan centrepiece; body about
12 x 61/2 inches. Use heavy jiffy
cotton — starch stiffly.
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Ont. Print plainly PATTERN
NUMBER, your NAME and AD-
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STAR -STRUCK AT AN EARLY AGI. -Ur,He J. A. Finney's own pre'
ference for "stars" is geared closer o his awn 'age level. At a
municipal airport, he prepares to greet Amelia Flynn with a
kiss, Arnella arrived with her Brother, movie star Patricia Wy.,
more, who is also Mrs, Errol I Iync+: