Zurich Herald, 1956-11-15, Page 6.;t
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"Dear Anne Hirst: I am a very
disturbed woman. Nine years
ago I married very young, and
not because I was in love, I was
lonely, all of my girl friends
Were getting married and I de-
cided it was time for me. I chose
my husband as I'd have selected
a new hat. I was too young to
know any better.
"I stayed married and had two
babies, thinking (as so many
people say) that I'd learn to love
him. I didn't. He is not repulsive
to me, he is kind and loving, and
we do have a good family life
with fun together and two dar-
ling children, But I feel my life
is being wasted; my heart still
longs for a man I could love
passionately. I see married cou-
ples so happy together, but my
husband seems like a dear rela-
tive.
"This is my only reason for
wanting to leave him. Often I
feel it is really wrong to us both
to stay on without the thrilling
love I'd read about. I am so con-
fused, I'm almost sick. Aren't I
missing something really essen-
tial? Must I keep on hungering
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for love, or do the thrills wear
off even with loving couples?
M. T!'
FUTILE YEARNING
* I am sorry for you; you are
* reaching for a star that seems
* not destined to rise in your
* firmament. In the midst of
* your confusion, 1 must remind
* you that you promised to
* honor and cherish the man
* you married; your role is fixed,
* your duty clear—to be the
* best possible wife to the hus-
* band who loves you, and a
* good mother to the children
* who look to you both for gui-
• dance and emotional security.
* Think first: What would
* happen if you went your own
* way? Left your husband, took
* his children with you, and
* started the search for love?
* Where would you turn to find
* it? What a terrifying chance
* to take, particularly with two
* young children!
* Now, at least you are spared
* the painful disillusion which
* sometimes \ follows love.
* Though your present life
* seems empty to you, it is really
* rich in the devotion of a good
* man and the companionship of
* your children. The thrills of
* loving do indeed diminish
* with the passing of years. But
* after passion departs, a cou-
* ple find the true meaning of
* a deep love with a compan-
* ionship in which each aims to
* keep the other happy, and to-
gether raise a family—often
the highest recompense of all.
* I wish that the great love
* you miss had come to you. But
* remember that many a cou-
* ple who appear to be happily
* married have missed the ful-
* lest lime—because after pas-
* sion is gone, they find they
* have nothing to hold then to-
* gether down through the years.
* Compared with them, you are
* a fortunate woman indeed.
* Count your many blessings,
* and look forward to an even
* richer life in the maturing of
* your children,
DON'T TELL
"Dear Anne Hirst: I am so
worried! My closest friend is
engaged to marry a young man
very soon, and the other evening
I saw hien in a night club with
a girl whom everybody knows
is no good. From what I over-
heard, they go there regularly.
"Shall I tell my girl friend?
She is naive and trusting, and
terribly in love. I should hate to
see her hurt. Aren't I being dis-
loyal if I don't warn her?
LOYAL"
4 1 understand how respon-
* sible you feel, but I hope you
* will keep out of it.
* The bearer of bad news,
* however good her intentions,
* is never welcome and seldom
* believed. Your friend may tell
you she appreciates your mo-
tive, but in her heart she will
wish you had kept quiet..
Besides, if her young man
is as guilty as you suspect, the
story will reach her ears. But
don't you be the one to spread
it. •
If you are disappointed in
life, don't envy those more
fortunate; compare yourself
with those who have less to
be thankful for. Anne Hirst's
understanding and ideas can
help you find a richer life
than you think you have.
Write her at Box 1, 123 Eigh-
teenth St., New Toronto, Ont.
SWAPPING FRIENDSHIP — Friendship is the most valuable corn.
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petting. Gilda He nselmon, left, from Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, trades
at Brazilian Girl Scout trefoil for et model auto Offered by Becky
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MAIDEN VOYAGE':: Aerial photograph shows the new 22,000 -ton Cunard liner Carinthia as she
arrived in Montreal harbor recently on her maiden voyage to Canada. Third of four sister vessels
specially designed for the Canadian service, the Carinthia received the most vociferous wel-
come accorded a new lr in the Port of Montreal since before the Second World War. As
Carinthia steamed into ,'the, ° harbor in brilliant sunshine, tugs, fire boats and other vessels in
port saluted her with long blasts on their whistles. Carinthia is commanded by veteran Cunard
master, Capt. Andrew MacKelar, R.D., R.N.R.
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Many times in this column I
have expressed regret that we
are in danger of being hemmed
in by highways and the exten-
ded boundaries of our nearby
town. I have said we like rural
life and the quiet of the country.
All that was, and is, perfectly
true. But now I find there are
degrees of quietness and
more than one kind of rural
life. We have friends in D tf-
ferin county who were injured
in a car accident last year. Of
course we have been writing
back and forth but that is not
like seeing one another. So
last Tuesday I drove up to the
Shelburne district, stayed over-
night and came back next day.
It was a lovely drive through
the Caledon hills—except that I
was too busy watching the road
to look around at the scenery
The farm where I was visit-
ing is situated only a few miles
from a spot that is supposed to
be the highest point in Ontario.
The scenery was beautiful. And
the air -1 just cannot describe
how wonderful the air felt.
Our friends live about two
miles back from the highway.
They have the hydro and tele-
phone and there are neighbpurs
just across the road so they are
not exactly isolated. The us-
ual farm activities were going
on while I was there—cows to
milk, pigs and poultry to feed,
places to fix up ready for hay-
ing. A truck came in to piek
up eggs and cream. Electricians
were doing a repair job—some-
body corning and going most of
the time.
Then came night. I knew our
friends were used to going to
bed early and i was tired after
driving, so we were all in bed
by ten o'clock. And then I lay
awake—listening . .• just list-
ening. And do you know there
wasn't a thing to listen to --no
trains in the distance, no
whistles, no cars or trucks on
the road, no wind blowing, not
even a dog barking, I never
"heard" so much "nothingness"
in all my life. It was uncanny.
And then after about an hour
I heard a low rumble, away off
.in the distance, so far away 1
couldn't recognise the sound.
Gradually it got louder and 1
knew it was a plane. Sometime
later the wind go up; the rain
came pelting down and there
was distant thunder. With
something to listen to I finally
went to sleep. Soon after day-
break I was awake once more.
Again that weird stillness. I
thought at least the hens would
be cackling. But they weren't
—or it they. were I didn't hear
them. Still more extraordinary
—there wasn't a single bird
singing from the tree tops.
When I came down to break-
fast I couldn't help commenting
on the quietness. "Quiet. yes—
but the quietness is just heaven
to me," said Mrs.----. Well,
everyone to their taste. As I
said before we like the peace
of the country but I don't like
it that quiet!
By the next night I was home
and in my own bed. For a
second night I lay awake quite
awhile. This time I was listen-
ing to the rumble of the trains,
the whistle as the approached
various crossings; the comfort-
ing, homey sound of cars as
they travelled up and down the
highway; dog answering dog,
each from his own backyard;
night -flying planes going in and
out of Mahon, tail lights blink-
ing. And at daybreak—birds on
the wing; birds chirping and
singing— sparrows, sterlings,
robins, thrushes and orioles—
joyously greeting the ,new day.
I thought how wonderful if it
could stay this way for ever—
rural living but with all the
comforting sounds of life going
on around us. Each farm family
a complete unit in itself but
sharing common interests and
all within easy reach of one
another. Plenty of trees, birds
and a few rabbits and ground-
hogs . . . and mosquitoes. But
definitely. Even in Dufferin there
were mosquitoes. If only I were
less allergic to thein. Instead
of getting used to them my
resistance to the pesky things
seems to be getting lessand
less. Gardening is completely
out so far as I am concerned.
In fact I have reached the stage
when I feel like saying—anyone
can have my share of the sum-
mer. I'll take the spring, winter
and fall.
The foregoing was written
before the awful storm struck
many parts of Ontario on Sun-
day. It was bad here but eve
didn't get the worst of it by a
long way. Power was off for
three hours, branches ripped
from trees but no serious dam-
age that I know of. Our "moun-
tain" gives us good protection.
Just before the storm cars were
racing along the highway, no
doubt homeward bound. We
didn't have any company but
we didn't feel too happy know-
ing that Dee and family were
planning to visit Art's brother
at Midland. And that dreadful
tragedy near Lake Simcoe. It
seems to me long week -ends
are now a nightmare instead of
a time for relaxation and pleas-
ure, If only more people were
content to stay at home, In-
stead one might almost think
they were bent on mass suicide.
There is so much in life to do
and to enjoy; so many people
who need help,. connfort and
sympathy. It seems too bad we
should throw away chances of
being of service to our fellow-
men just by our own foolhard-
iness.
KIPLING REVISED
If you can smile when things go
wrong
And say it doesn't matter.
If you can laugh off cares and
woe
And trouble makes you fatter,
If you can keep a cheerful face,
When all around are blue,
Then have your head examined,
Bud,
There's something wrong with
you.
For one thing I've arrived at,
There are no ands and buts,
A guy that's grinning all the
time
Must be completely nuts.
UNTIMELY NAP
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Walter Estes broke into a bar,
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the storeroom, paused for a nip,
was found next morning fast
asleep on the barroom floor.
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ISSUE 30 — 1958
0 .l± POOL -• For a coal office, Ws a pool office. the steering committee of the National S „irty-
mi,ig Pool Institute demonstrates the theory, and the boss doesn't have to keep his shirt on,
either As mid -5'0 degree temparratures roasted local residents, Jere Gottschalk, left,•Don Baldwin
and Phyllis Ryan, pooled efforts •for convention fun.
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