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Zurich Herald, 1951-11-15, Page 7Cranks Abound In Jerusalem i Jerusalem probably attracts more cranks to the square mile than any other city in the world. Mrs. Ber- tha Spafford 'Vestey, daughter of Horatio Spafford, founder of its American colony, has known many Oaring her sixty-five years there. On the Mantilla Road is a huge, mysterious blinding, still unfinish- ed after nearly seventy-five years known as the "Home of the Hun- dred and Forty-four Thousand." It was built by a rich Dutch countess who came to Jerusalem in the late '70s to house all the ransomed souls mentioned in Revelation vii. 4! The venture was interrupted by the Serbian, War when she return- ed to Holland to equip and com- mand a company of soldiers to help fight the Infidel Turk and drive him from the Holy Land; but as this tools most of her money she was "uriable -to complete it. Now it stands ruined, a monument to a strange dream, A naturalized American and con- verted Jew who called himself Eli- jah carne to Jerusalem because he firmly believed he was the pro- phet' "who must come first and, pre- pare the way of the Lord." One morhing.he climbed to the top of the Mount of Olives, having fasted three days, and expected the hill to "cleave in two" before him. When nothing happened his dis- appointment was terrific, Mrs. Vesterrs mother, seeing, how weak he was, persuaded him • to take a little mik, thus breaking his fast. Regarding .her as the evil spirit which had tempted hint, he return- ed shouting, gesticulating, and con- demning her and everyone in the colony. He left in a fury, taking his belongings, wife and little boy to a small, squalid room in a Jaffa Road tenement. Elijah's Queer Ways Every day the Spaffords took a basket of provisions for the starv- ing wife and child. One day Elijah, who was usually absent,rushed into the Spafford's home, appeared on the balcony holding a large stone; and threatened to kill Mr. Spafford with it. When a Mr. Drake threw himself in front as a shield Elijah screamed, "I'll kill that Jew, . any- way," and hurled. it at Mrs. Ves- per's foster -brother Jacob, who had stepped beside her ihother to pro- tect her. Up the stairs went Spaf- ford and Drake, and soon had him pinioned. He smelt strongly of liquor, was shaking violently and struggling to reach his penknife, evidently to cut his throat. Another eccentric was queer lit- tle Miss Poole who lived in a tenement room near the Russian compound and had accumulated so many. objects that she could hardly move about • in. it. Nothing was ever thrown away. When Gen- eral eneral Gordon called on her she treasured his used matches in a box in order to show them to visitors, • She still wore hoop skirts and lace caps, was an astronomer and astrologer, and read horoscopes. She would turn up at the colony with the condescension of a queen, announce she must go soon, and stay for several days. One night a meteor dropped from the sky like a bomb and wedged against her door, imprisoning her. It took sev- eral porters to push it aside and free her! The Three Witches As the Spaffords were 'finishing family prayers one morning there was a bang at the front door and ten Germans entered, including three witch -like old women, headed by a stocky, dark man who ex- plained that he had been led by the Spirit from Germany to Jeru- salem, and to this house, to take possession. How soon could they vacate? They would only be al - Honeymooning Marion Davies—Marion Davies, a close friend and principal beneficiary of the, late William Randolph Hearst, arrives in Palm Springs, Calif., with her husband, Capt. Horace G,• Brown. They're greeted at the airport by friends. From left to right are Brown, press agent Mary Pohl, Miss Davies 'and Virginia Farrell, wife of actor Charles Farrell. lowed to stay if they joined in his undertaking! Not long afterwards a young tailor in the party came back with his family, saying they had seen through their leader, who went into trances, promising them great riches, spiritual and material.; but his "revelations" were chiefly about his own greatness. The rest of the party, enraged at not getting the Spaffords' home, took up their abode below them, in caves in Solomon's Quarries un- der the city wall, to wait until the spirits moved the Spaffords out. An uncouth German -American from Texas, with small, piercing dark eyes, black hair, and beard, who called himself "Titus," asked for board and lodging at the colony and was taken as guest paying in advancer He was in Jerusalem, he said, in answer to a special call from God, having interpreted a. remarkable dream in Texas to mean that he was destined to become a. conqueror and ruler of men. Soon, he began behaving strange- ly. He was away for long periods, returned smelling of liquor, made unseemly advances first to the Spaf- fords' maids then to the astonished ladies of the colony. Finally he had. to be relegated to an annex and forbidden to come near the main building. But he drank heavily,. looked crazier than ever, spent his time writing reams of interpretations of his dreams, did a great deal of shout- ing and muttering, and when the Spaffords passed his window would shake his great fist 'in a terrifying way. How to Dress! Another prize exhibit was a strange English lady who did what she thought missionary work by showing the natives how to dress, using such economy in her ma- terials that her own skirts were so narrow she could hardly walk. She was so fanatically modest that she draped the legs of her chairs and tables so that they should not be bare! Mrs. Vester gives a vivid account of life in the. Holy City and the child welfare, teaching and nursing work of the colony in "Our Jeru- salem." A unique experience, ad- mirably recorded, with a wealth of unusual anecdotes. At Oxford, an American Rhodes scholar submitted his first essay— dated "10-29-50." The next day the paper was returned with a pen- cilled note: "Which '50, young mean? This in- stitution has been established al- most 800 years." Heard Swan Song, Maybe Unperturbed by the presence of the Fyfe family, a swan sits at ease in their Edinburgh, Scotland, home, after waddling indoors from the garden, The family had tried to coax it in with food and drink, which it refused. What finally lured it In was music from the phonograph. When Jack Johnson Beat Tommy Burns • Johnson, apart from .being six inches taller than Burns, had de- veloped into the greatest defensive fighter of the age. At the same,, time he was a pian who fought "with his head." He knew all the ins and outs of ringcraft and his fists were leather hammers. He was, iii fact,' the complete boxer, and was to prove one of the great- est heavyweights ever to duck through the 'ropes of a ring. In the same month in which Burns sailed for Europe, Johnson stressed his claim to a title fight by knocking out the one-time heavy- weight champion, Bob Fitzsim- mons. Johnson reckoned his chances highly against Burns and when the latter set off for Europe, ignoring him, the negro's wrath began to show itself. The vendetta began. It did not end for nearly eighteen months. Johnson followed Burns to Eur- ope, issuing his challenges; wher- ever Burns went, the "Black Sha- dow" never seemed far behind. But every time his claims for a' contest were ignored. Burns made little secret of the fact that he was only using the boxing game to make himself a pile of money. If he met Johnson too soon and lost, his financial dreams would be shattered. Soon, however, the Pres's began stressing Johnson's claims..It was obviously time to leave Europe and Burns set sdil for Australia. On the next available boat went Johnson. In the early winter of 1908 mat- ters reached boiling -point and . it was obvious the challenge of the Texan negro could be staved' off no longer. Burns had beaten all the opposition worthy of him and promoters weren't interested in re- turn contests. There was only one fight the world wanted to see. -At last it was fixed for Boxing Day, 1908, at Sydney Stadium. Burns demanded, and got, a $30,000 purse, win, draw or lose, and 20;000 Australians bought their tickets for what everyone knew could be noth- ing hut the bitterest of struggles. It would be the final pay -off --for one of them.' But which—the white Canadian or the negro from Texas? In; the ring they made an inter- esting comparison, the tall, muscu- lar negro and the relatively short, stockily -built white man. Strangely enough although John- son was so much taller than the champion they both .had a 44 -inch reach and Burns' chest measure- ment was 44 ins. as against John- son's 421/2 ins. In weight it was Burns' 168 lbs. versus the negro's 192 lbs, ' "You'll Pay ..." Among betting men the odds were 7 to 4 on Burns, but the run of the fight was dictated from the first blow. Hardly had the spec- tators settled in their seats in the open-air stadium when Johnson had his opponent on the floor from a crashing upper -cut. The champion took a count of eight, glad of all the respite he could have, But it was of, little avail .Try as he would he could not break through the tall negro's iron defence. Johnson's great arms blocked his way, while in return - the challenger's fists beat a vicious tattoo on his body and face. And every now and then—as a punch went home, twisting the champion's face in pain, Johnson piled on the agony with provoca- tive comments that were the re- sult of the months he had spent in fruitless pursuit of the Cana- dian. "I'll teach you something tonight , you won't forget. You'll pay for that $30,000." Now and again Burns would re- ply in like vein but with every minute he was paying --with inter- est. His left eye was soon swollen like a plum. The kidney punch was not then barred, and the region of his kidneys bore the angry, crimson signs of Johnson's gloves.. A Fearful Finish But with great gameness he tried to fight back. The task was too trtuch, Time and again he was sent Bungled Ban n e r — The Star- Spangled Banner was hoisted over Culzean Castle, Ayrshire, Scotland, in honor of visiting Gen. Dwight D. Eisenhower.R Was General Ike himself who noted that the flag was flying upside down, an international . distress signal. The embarrass- ed Scots hastil corrected the error. to the floor. "How often did John- son have Burns on the floor?" asked a. newspaperman of the re- feree after the fight. "Lost count," was the reply. • It is certain Johnson could have increased the number of knock- downs had he .chosen. But it ap- peared that the negro derived great- er satisfaction from making Burns smart all over his face and body than from spreading him on the floor. He was bent on giving him a hiding before the k.o. It was a miracle whenever Burns landed . a blow on the challenger. And every time he did so the great negro just smiled and taunted hint some more, showing a mouth- ful of , gold=filled teeth., ....The' end' cane in the fourteenth round, after Johnson had 'treated Burns to a succession of the whole range of his punches. It was a fear- ful and wonderful finish. Here was a white man, reeling this way and that. about the ring, receiving punches froth all angles, while his black antagonist chuckled -G.and chortled in fiendish delight at 'seeing the man he hated suffering the pains and penalties of the damned at his hands. "Thirty thousand dollars for that," Johnson shouted as he land- ed a crashing. right-hander, "and interest on the money for that," as• his left pounded against the champion's ribs. "Police, • police" Then, with a final flurry of punches, Johnson sent Burns crash- ing to the floor. At nine he tottered once more to his feet, but John- son was on him like a wild beast, throwing punches as though . he could have slain Burns without regret.' This'•was4a crisis. • "Police;'polite," the" lanitiud• spec- tators shouted, and 'in t'a iiioment the keepers of the laW ,hudeeetitithe ropes of the lriiig+'hnd stopped,. the • fight. .:.ti,• •tls.r. , The 'courageous •Buss's protested that he could go oif'intdefinitely, but, in fact his fighting days were at An end. Boxing's great vendetta was over, too, Jack Johnson became heavy- weight champion of the world, a position he was to occupy for seven years, until in 1915 he went down before the onslaught of the weighty Jess Willard. TABLE elate Andrews. Most cooks who make gravies know the trick of shaking together the flour and water #or thickening: but do you know that for making eream sauces in extra -last time, the same general idea will serve, with milk, of course, taking the place of water? Here's how you do it, * * * For one cup of medium cream sauce, shake together vigorously 34 cup of milk, 2 level tablespoons of flour, % teaspoon of salt and a pinch of white pepper, Shake the mixture until it is foamy. Pour into a small saucepan and stir experi- mentally to make sure it is smooth and free from tiny lumps. Add 54 cup of milk and stir briefly. Have ready a small lump of butter, not less than 1. tablespoon, and prefer- ably a little more as it provides better flavor. * * * Put the pan of milk and flour on low heat and stir constantly. As it warms, add the butter and cook and stir until the sauce is thickened and the butter thorough- ly incorporated. * * * If you do not happen to own a swirling shaker—procurable at most "five and ten" stores—an ordinary screw-top jar will serve quite well. However, the commercial shaker, containing at least a cup -and -a - half, is 'Highly recommended as an investment that will pay for itself many times. These swirling shakers not only make smooth gravies and sauces, but help you prepare a quick French dressing in such a short time that you'll be enjoyably sur- prised. This is how to go about it. * * * Pour into the shaker l cup of salad oil. Add 2 tablespoons white vinegar, 1/2 teaspoon salt, a shake of paprika, a shake of white pepper, a shake of garlic salt and =/s tea- spoon of sugar. Adjust the cover tightly and shake together vigor- ously for' a few seconds, perhaps half a 'minute. Pour over previ- ously prepared salad greens, toss thoroughly and serve immediately. The entire process actually takes less time than the explanation of how to .do it if all the ingredients are lined up on the shelf in front of the cook. * * * Now, for what the sportsmen call a "change of pace" here are two or three desserts of an old-fashion- ed nature, but just as tasty today as they were when first put to- gether. * * * MOLASSES PUDDING WITH FOAMY SAUCE 2 tablespoons butter or margarine • cup sugar 1 egg, beaten r/ cup molasses 1/ cups sifted flour 3/4 teaspoon salt 1 teaspoon soda s/ cup orange or pineapple juice Cream the butter and sugar to- gether until light and fluffy. Add the beaten egg, then molasses, blending well. Sift the flour, salt, and soda together. Add alternately with the fruit juice to the creamed mixture. Stir until smooth. This batter is very thin« Pour into greas- ed deep, individual molds or cus- tard cups, filling them ;r full. Cov- er with'•waxed paper and tie with a string, or seal mold with alumin- um foil. Steam on a rack for 45 minutes to 1 hour, or until firm, Unmold at once and serve warnt with Foamy Sauce, Makes 6 to 8 servings. Foamy Sauce Beat 2 egg yolks with a rotary beater until thick. Stir in ?% cup sifted confectioners' sugar and / teaspoon vanilla flavoring or 1/4 teaspoon almond flavoring. Blend well. Whip / pint heavy cream until stiff. Gently fold in the egg mixture. Makes about 1/ cups. P.S.: Leftover Molasses Pudding can be reheated the following day by steaming again for 15 or 20 minutes. r. * * APRICOT -MINCE PIE 1 recipe plain pastry 1 cup dried apricots cup water 1/4 cup sugar 3 cups prepared mincemeat Prepare and roll pastry under - crust; fit into a 9 -inch pie plate. Chill. Cook apricots in water, covered, over low heat, until tender but still firm. (If apricots~ are very dry, use more water.) Add sugar; cool and drain, Set oven for hot, 425 de-' gree F. Spread drained apricots in the bottom of the pastry shell, and cover with mincemeat. Cut strips from remaining pastry, and fit over mincemeat to form a lattice crust. Seal edges. Bake about 50 min- utes, aa• until brown. Makes one 9 -inch pie. * * * lw ORANGE -CRANBERRY SHERBET 3 cups cranberries 21/2 cups water 1/ cups sugar 1 teaspoon unflavored gelatine 1/2 cup cold water 2,4 cup orange juice 2 teaspoons grated orange rind 1 egg white, stiffly beaten Set refrigerator control for fast freezing. Bring cranberries and the 2% cups water to a boil; simmer 5 minutes or until the cranberry skins break. 1,'ress through a fine sieve; add sugar. Soften gelatine in the % cup cold water; let stand 5 minutes. Bring cranberry mix- ture again to a boil. Remove from the heat; add softened gelatine and stir until dissolved. Cool. Add orange juice and rind. Turn into a freezing tray. Freeze until a 1 - inch layer is frozen around the sides and bottom. Turn into a chilled bowl and beat with an electric mixer or ro-. tary beater until smooth. Fold in egg white; return to tray and ` freeze until firm. Makes 6 to 8 servings. SALLY'S SALLIES "But, Doctor, my husband says a should try those new wonder pills on myself—first:" Royal Engineer—To show her husband that sl-0ie too could drive a locomotive, Princess Elizabeth took over the controls of Canadian National Railways locomotive 6057 and piloted the Royal Train from Yates to Peers, Alta., a distance of 14.4 miles. Above, she is being assisted into the cab by her husband. Prince Philip, and fireman J. J. Inkpen. Waiting for her at the top of the ladder is A. McPhail, engineer. Looking on, extreme right is J. R. McMillan, vice -pis' '1r'i+, v'rrtern rerion, C.N.R.