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The Brussels Post, 1960-12-22, Page 2k'c tershurg to be, or so they thought, tiwir willing tool. The blood disuse from wIte:h tee young Crown Prince sue- feted was haemophilie. The lot scratch ens iii bring death Awe. no way hall bven found to ;top the bleeding. One day the worst. happened,. A fall in the royal garden: led to internal bleeding end within a few hours the boy was dying. The doctors could do nothing. The miracle workers at the Court had failed. Then Arun', the Grand Duchess, whispered the magic name of Grigori into the Tsarina's ear, "Let him be fetched at once," the Tsarina. demanded. They found the man a little drunk and certainly very hilarious, in the midst of an orgy. In the holy name of the Tsar they ordered that lw accompany them to the bedside of the dying Prince. A startling change came over the company. The gypsy violins became silent; the dancers ceas- ed their wild gyrations; the mad menk, es he is now known star- ed sviee dark luminous eyes into she faces of his visitors. 'The boy will live, I, Ras- putia, have willed it!" With :hese words he followed them to the royal palace. No one knows whether Rats- eut:n was a hypnotist, a holy man, er an unscrupulous black- ssuard seeking a a d finding strange power. All that is re- ccrded is that from the mo- ment he uttered these words, the boy rallied and soon recov- ered from an illness his doc- tors had diagnosed as fatal, This incident set the pattern for all that was to follow, Mir- acle followed miracle and the peasant boy from Siberia soon became the virtual ruler of Rus- sia. Many sought to overthrow him, in fact twice they succeed- ed in persuading the Tsar to ex- pel him from the Court, but each time the sudden illness of the Crown Prince led to panic, Rasputin's immediate recall and the Crown Prince's immediate recovery, Another illustration of Raspu- tin's strange powers occurred when Anna, the Grand Duchess, who had plotted against him, was badly injured in a train smash. She lay unconscious, life was slowly ebbing away, as Rasputin gazed at her and commanded her recovery, Once more, in spite of doctors predicting death, she lived. The Tsarina stood by her friend's bedside, and saw this happen. Seizing Rasputin's hand she -covered it with kisses. He looked at her, then called out in a loud voice for all to hear: "While I am alive and with you, all is well, but if I die your son will die, your throne will totter and Russia as we know it will cease to be". The climax came swifter than any had anticipated. Rasputin's power exceeded that of any statesman in Europe or Asia, His word was law and the Tsar- ina saw him as .almost the em- bodiment al divinity itself. His enemies grew in numbers and strength and then came the fatal night in December, 1915. Army leaders, diplomats and members of the Russian aristoc- racy worked out a skilful plot to poison Rasputin. Prince Yussa- Pov, scion of the Royal House, posing as Rasputin's friend, was to be the assassin. But, after drinking enough poison to kill ten men, Rasputin was still alivel His assassin then felled the monk with a round of revolver shots. Half an hour later, Rasputin rose to his feet and struggled to escape front the basement room in the Prince's palace to which he had been lured. At sight of the matt he had be, lieved to be dead, the Prince panicked and, after further shots, finished off his victim with a rubber trunchebri. Ile then pushed the body through a hole on the ice-covered river, But the sscheme tailed. Ras- putires body was found a few clays later, His assassin was ban- ished from court and kept a prisoner on his country estate. R.aeptitin was given a state fun- erateby the Tsar that was the 'eet word in magnificence, Rasputin was dead and soon the Crown Prince was to die and his parents, the Tsar and Tsarina, Were to be massacred by the butchers of the Revolution. ete, Itasptitire had foretold it all, Was he a madman pursuing power, or a man of wisdom who' tried to Save Russia from the Revolution that engulfed her? Today's inventive paco hae linked up With history. Eeeerts end collectors of Civil War relies insist there is an increasing flew of Civil War "souvenirs" coming from Europe. HRONICLES A9RF-40ARI 6-80it..44.-- 060 The doll delirium is spreading to other products. One of them is this blanket, decorated with a likeness of the Winkie Doll. Little girl, left, carries the Winkle Doll by its handy loving-cup ears. Mother and daughterr, right, are caught in the craze, Dolls cling to anything; eyes "wink" as light strikes ti,ern. St lrlin To i3101,11P for 'Iry poly?' Emilio and Quirt. y„ Mass., felt a little scions. They wore thk., tint; : oar,. eats who scent to Boston':; toina Airport a few weeks ego 1,, see. their 18-year-old son ti off • to Marine Corp•. training in Parris Island,. S.C. "Wu joked about it with Fred," Mrs, A b at a recalled later,. ."laughed about babying Wan." Fred and fourteen mon, re- exults, along with 52 other pas- sengers and a c r e'w of five, boarded Eastern Airlines Flight 375, a sleek four-engine prop- jet Lockheed Electra bound for Philadelphia, Charlotte, 14,C, Greenville, - S,C., and Atleeta. The airplane taxied out to Run- way 9 and, as the Abates watve- ed from the airport observationns deck, tools off over Boston Hare beer at 5:t8 p.m. Moments later, flame erupted in the port in- board engine and the plane slew- ed sharply to the left, nosed over and plummeted into 8 feet, of cold and Choppy water M Pleasant Park Channel, Rescuers swarmed to t h a scene in small boats from five- yacht clubs that line the shore. Skin divers plunged into the muddy water, fast deepening with the incoming tide. They picked up oil-drenched and chill- ed survivors, some of them stilt strapped in their floating seats, Others they plucked from tile sunken wreckage, burst to bits by the impact. The work con- tinued into the night under searchlights mounted on the beach. Later, the rescuers ran tip then• sad ton: Sixty-two dead and test living. Fred Abate was not one of the three surviving Marines, Nor was there a surviving pilot to talk to Gen. Elwood R. Que- sada, the Federal Aviation Ad- ministrator, who arrived early the next morning • to see what had caused, this fifth major crash involving the ill-sta.rrcd Electra. The first discovery by FAA investigators was a number of dead starlings littering the sur-'ace of Runway • 9. Then crews lifting the wreckage out of the muck found bits of feathers still sticking to parts of the plane. The bodies of the birds were dispatched to Harvard, • where. pathologists examined them to. learn the cause of death. But even before their findings were reported; Quesada bceeve.d he knew the cause of the crash: The Electra had flown directly into a 'flock of starlings, and the birds had been sucked into the Electra's turbine engines, cans- • ing the plane to lose power just as A took flight. Et? foretold The goyol Massacre Who was to know that the Strange village lad was one clay to become o figure of desiuve. It was true the boy was a lit- tip. wild, :Some said he wee too fond, of kissing the girls. Well,. What country boy wasn't when 'spring covered the Russian steppes with greenery and the gipsy caravans wandered am- ong the valleys? There were rumours that the tad had magic powers, evil pow- ers. Others told how he cured a child of fever; or of the old woman who, bedridden for yeare, had through his prayers walked to church on Easter Day and ble erel him as a messenger from Cod, What was it that made him a saint to some, a devil incar- nate to others? Was he a vii- lase fool or an inspired diple- Mat who almost saved Russia from revolution? Grigori Yefinovitch — later to become notorious as Rasp tin. "the mad monk" — was born in a small village in the Taetar district of Russia in the middle years of the nineteenth century. He was a lot brighter than his fellows, and had learned to read. and write, an achievement tot any working-class boy in those. days. When young Grigori was Only seventeen his father died enal . he became a carrier, driving the mail vans. He was twice charged with minor crimes but was never convicted, and • eventually, after meeting a wandering holy man on the roads, went to live in a monastery tucked away in the Asian mountains. Grigori Yefinovitch. entered the cloister a riotous ne'er-do-well and emerged a • miracle-worker who soon became the storm centre of hatred and affection in his native village. There were tales of miracu- lous cures; there were also ru- mours of drunken orgies and wenching parties. Meanwhile, hundreds of miles, away, in the gay and turbulent city of St. Petersburg (now Len- ingrad), the. Tsar of all the Rus- sias was living surrounded by a scheming and plotting and de- cadent court, The Tsar was well intentioned but weak; his wife, a hysterical woman, surrounded herself by fortune tellers and charlatans who traded on her possessive love for her son, the Tsarewitch, who suffered from an incurable dis- ease. - It was into this .situation, al- ready fraught with danger, that Grigori was thrust when one crowd of schemers seeking to out another brought him to St. Super-Jiffy Knit ZAM,411V6004: Warm, handsome for school or sports!. When wintry winds blow, collar converts to a hood. Super Speedy-Knit — use jum- bo needlee, esstrands knitting worsted or hooded, tip-front jacket, Pattern 890: directions child's Sizes 4, 6, 8, 10, le, 14, in-- eluded, Send TilittTY-FIVE CENTS' (stamps cannot be accepted, use postal note for safety) for this pattern to LAURA WHEELER, BOX 1, 123 Eighteenth St„ New Toronto, Ont. Print plainly PAT- TERN NEMEER,, your NAME and ADD1 gS8. JUST OPP tf-tt PRESS! Send now for air exciting, new 1961 Needlecraft Catalog'. Over 125 designs to' erochet, knit, sew, ern., bteidet, guilt, weave — heineftenishirigs, toys, gifts, bazaar hits. Pitle FREE — in strUctides foe eier sinert Veit tape. Hurry, seed 250 hotel A familiar figure is lost to the rural section of Ontario — Mr. Moses Zener, of. Toronto, Even as far back as 30 years ago, far- mers living within a radius of 50 miles of Toronto, and who kept poultry as a sideline, would think something was amiss if they did not get a call from Moses Zener several times dur- ing the year. Mr, Zener was a gentleMan of the Jewish faith who bought and sold live poul- try — and I do mean gentleman. He was a shrewd businessman always courteous and oblig- ing — even if he did try to make you believe he was losing money by offering to buy hens at the price he offered. However, when he made you an offer you could either take it or leave without giving offence. And another thing in his favour — if Moses promised to come on Tuesday he came. If not he would phone and let you know. And he cer- tainly knew how to judge and handle poultry, Many a deal we had With Mose Zener through the years and we were always more or less satisfied, We could hardly blame him for low prices if the market was glutted with poultry or' if we happened to be selling at the wrong time, And now poor old Mose is dead, killed in an accident last week on Highway 21, involving a car and the pick-up -truck he was driving. We were truly sorry to hear it. We liked Mose Zener and we found him inter- esting and well-informed, He told us many things about Jeve- ish customs and gave us a first- hand account of the wedding when one of his daughters got married. If I remember rightly it was a three-day celebration. If it was cold when Mose called he Would often come into the kitchen to get warm arid have a cup of tea. In summer he would stand around in the barn and talk as long as we were willing. I am sure many farmers besides tuiselVes will feel badly that Mr. Zeiler met death in euch a tragic way, When he 'Used to Cane to Our farm he sometimes had an oldish mart helping him — an. Englishman whom he called "Happy" btst radio reports did. not mention anyone being with him at the time life the accident. Well, I've got one more room redecorated since I last wrote . . . the den. It is finished all ex- cept the deep, wide cupboard -- which is first cousin to Fibber McGee's hall closet. It will have to be done but I quail at the thought! 'Nuff said at the pres- ent. What you should find more in- teresting to read comes from the pen of Vance Packard, his latest book, "The Waste Mak- ers." So far I have read only the review.' Actually he doesn't tell us anything We don't already know — if we stop to think about it. What he does do is point out the foolishness of al- lowing ourselves to be influenced by advertising, to the extent of buying new gimmicks when what we already have are prob- ably far more satisfactory. Mr. Packard says manufactured goods today are not meant to last. Potato peelers to refrigera- tors are put on the market 'in new styles just to induce peo- ple to buy — to keep tip with the Joneses. Don't we know it Keep in fashion or you mght as well be dead, sort of thing. I find there Is another Way in Which everyday living is more or less governed by advertising —that is, by supermarket week- end specials. What I would like to know is why all chain stores offer the same "specials" on the seine days: What One has to offer the others have too, whether it's beef, lamb, es poultry. So your week-end roast isn't always what you choose but What the stores want you to buy, Housewives With a deep freeze don't have to worry but for small fannilies Without that luxury it's a ease of take what's offered, If you have freezing unit in your "frig" yott can get around it keeping more than one kind of -Meat on hand but there is a limit to what e feeetirig unit Will hold, What I would like to know is how this sam eness in "specials'" comes about. YOU fled the sense thing In department stores. Does each store and supermarket have its own secret agents Or is it a combine where each store egrets on what shall be put on special for that day or week? It all savours a little too tinsels Of the custom of holding a taerot before the donkey, And of course Latest Fad From Japan Spreads East Japan's latest fad took over that country faster than Asian flu. The subject: An inflated black plastic "dakkochan" (embrace- able( doll that clings to its owner with stubby little arms. Now the "dakkochan" or Winkie Doll is being copied over here. Likened to a baby Martian, the doll has loving-cup ears, a red 0" of a mouth and a little plastic skirt. Its wink is an illusion that oc- curs with every change in the angle at which light hits its plas- tic and cardboard eyes. it is the public •-- you and I .— who are the donkeys. We are los- ing our independence to the supermarkets. It is different on a farm — or it used-to be., When visitors were expected it just, meant killing a couple of chick- ens and enjoying their savoriness without regard to week-end spe- cials. Well, what do you know . there is white stuff falling out- side. Our first snowflurry of the season.'Got your car winterized? I just got under the line. Surveys have indicated the in- terest in television viewing dropped sharply during the de- bates between the presidential candidates. There is a solution— the campaign managers should insist the rival candidates wear cowboy outfits. This. Ogg Stor. Is Bark Perfect With slow, mta:ured tread came the funeral prkteession, the pallbearers carrying the coffin, while between their feet trotted a small shaggy grey dog, As the sad little procession *p, proached, a voice could Clearly be heard (apparently coming from the coffin), saying in soft, Persuasive ttnes "Coed boy l3obby wait wait good boy, Bobby!"' The little dog obeyed the com- mands unhesitatingly, Then an, other voice called " "Cut!" and everyone began to talk at once . . , the pallbearers deposited the coffin on the ground, slid off the lid — and out stepped a smiling, remarkably hale and hearty- looking man in colourful sports shirt. The little dog wagged its tail enthusiastically and rushed to greet‘him. This was On the set at Shop- perton Studios, where Walt Dis- ney is filming "Geryfriars' Bob- by," the story of the faithful lit- tle Skye terrier who one hun- dred years ago kept a fourteen- year vigil over his master's grave in Edinburgh's Greyfriars Churchyard. Playing the important title role is a merry little nineteen- month-old Highland-born pup with a perky expression, appeal- ing eyes and frisky tail who, naturally enough, has acquired the name of Bobby for life, His inseparable, companion and tutor — the man in the coffin — is. Hungarian-born John Dar- lys, now a naturalized Irishman, whose unique stage dog act is world famous. Walt Disney de- cided to sign him for the tricky job of training Bobby. Ten Skye terriers were bought for the film and from that ar- ray of pedigreed talent Bobby was chosen. Quite a large area of Shepperton Studios had been wired off for Bobby and hi's two stand-ins and a large notice warned visitors against talking to or making friends with them. For the first four weeks, John Darlys put Bobby through his training routine every two hours right round the clock, day and night. It meant setting the alarm clock and staggering around out- side with a flashlight, but it was the only way to` get the training in the short time at their dis- posal. After -five weeks, shooting began on location in Scotland — and Bobby had to be bark per- fect. He learned to speak when told, to sit, die for his country, dig under a door, jump in and out of high windoWs, lie down on his screen master's grave and look sad and, most difficult of all, to follow his trainer by a round- about route long after he was out of sight. This they practised in parks at ever greater distan- ces until Bobby never failed. When this was done, he was rea0 for work. Bobby had a transportable kennel in the caravan or on the set, so that he could rest (like any other star) between takes. He was groomed every day, in- cluding having his eyes and teeth cleaned, visited regularly by a veterinary surgeon — but didn't at all like being made to work in wet weather! Chief's Flat Head Goes Back Home For more than 'a century the odd-shaped skull of a famous American , Indian chief named Concomly has been preserved in a special case in a British naval hospital. Now it is being returned to the 'United States at the urgent request of the citizens of Astoria, Oregon — an 86,981 - square mile state which was held joint- ly by Britain and the U.S.A. un- til 1846 when it became Arnern, can territory. Why is the skull going back? Because in 1961 the people of Astoria plan to bury it in a Me- moeial during the 15011t' celebra- tion of their city's founding. „ Chief Concomly was the, head of a tribe of Chinook Indians who gave great help to the Ame- rican explorers, Lewis and Clark, which enabled them to survive the terrible Oregon winter of e806. Following the 'cities death in 1829 in Oregon, a Hudson's Bay' Company official foUnd the skull easily identified because he had- a very fiat bead caused by excessive binding in ;childhood' anti shipped it to Britain as a curiosity. The fathOus Houston and Del- tas depertmerit stores.. with the hyphenated name have ventured into a rietv high with a and "Her" Chtistrnas gift sug- gestion. The catalogued gift idea features "1-lis" and "Her" plates —one a seven-place craft, the Other a four passenger plane. Arid those shoppers Who enjoy being challenged in this way will find the ptiethete titled will add only $176,099 10 their Christ- mas expenditureS. K4-741444 Amply cut for larger sizes! Handy pockets, button back pre- vents shoulders Irene slipping. Erfibroidery adds gay touch. Printed, Pattern 4950: Women's Sizes Small (36, 38); ktediurn (40, 42)-: Large (44,46)e tiara Large (48, 50). Small 2% yards 35-inch. 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