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The Wingham Advance-Times, 1942-05-21, Page 7Is Your House SAFE AFTER DARK? • Lighted windows warn proWlers away. Always leave a few lamps burning when you leave your home for the evening. Hamelr bar, a bright light for sixteen hours cost. only 10 at Hydro rates. QeI Mem d flom Ateaust 04(144) S • Put 100-Watt Lamps in Kitchen, Living-Room, Basement HYDRO SHOP Phone 156 Wingham ilOMINIONION111110.1.0101.0 11 ,4 ES'I'ABLISIIED 1871 Wingham Branch — G. C. Gaininage, Manager for the coming year. Mrs. John Mas- on, secretary-treasurer and Mrs. John Thompson, pianist, other officers were re-elected. Mrs. j. C. Robinson spent a few days with her parents, Mr. and Mrs. John McClinchey, Aubtirn. Mr. and Mrs. Gordon Naylor and children visited on Sunday with her parents, Mr. and .Mrs. Fred Moss. Mrs. Jefferson Sr. has returned from a visit with relatives at Guelph. Mrs. John Hallahan and children spent a few days with her parents at Teeswater. Mr. and Mrs. W. J. Craig and fam- ily of Auburn, were Sunday visitors at the home of Mr, and Mrs. 12.: Chamney. Miss Lucy Thompson of Waterlog spent the week-end with her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Udall Thompson. Mrs. Arthur Speigleburg and -little son, Barkley of Kitchener, spent the week-end with her parents, Mr. and. Mrs. W. A, Campbell. Mrs. [G. A. Macaughlin and daLugh, ter Joanne, of Detroit, spent the week- end with her mother, Mrs. Joseph Chamney and other members of her. Pte's Sam Thompson and Mel. Craig of Kitchener, were home over the week-end. ,11111.41111•0411131.0411n.411111.0.1.0 0411•>00 01111.b1111001..0•.411111.••1004' Conditions In Great Britain and Other Countries As seen and written by Hugh Templin, Editor of the Fergus News-Record. C1.100.110.111=0.1111.0411•1.4•111.11111100 Thursday, May.21.0t.,194Z WI AIVI ADVANC4'.-TIMES • If you are building or repair- ing this Spring, take your C-I-L Paint Dealer into your confidence. He knows scores of short cuts to save you time and money and the C-I-L Paints he sells will look better and last longer. Your C-I-L Paint Dealer is an expert in home preservation and protection. what I write is colored by my point of view. Perhaps I do Lisbon an in- justice. An excellent guide book, published by the Government of Portugal and presented to me with the compliments of the Minister of Propaganda (for they call a spade a spade in Portugal), says: "Lisbon is enchanting. It is a city at once ancient and modern, with wide avenues bordered by magnificent houses and crowded with swift motor cars. There are streets of steep steps in which houses of many-colored fronts jostle one another Confusedly, Before you paint see how the job will look in a thousand different colour combinations ... with the C.1.1.. 1942 Colour Styl- ing Book, 99 actually painted colour sheets (9° x 121 can be visualized through 10 separate tranaparent Four Colour over- lays of homes. 9 42-28 while between them passes a motley crowd in typical costumes—fishwives, bare-legged but wearing golden neck. laces „wo,nen carrying jars of water on their heads in classic pose," True enough., no doubt, but ny diary tells a different tory. Up to that time, it had been full and com- plete ,as readers may have guessed. But for the week in Portugal, it is brief. It says; "Saturday, October 10th, to Friday, October 10th—The terrible week in Lisbon. Disliked it from the start. Saw bullfight on Sunday, October 1.1th: Sick on Tuesday and stayed that way till F,xcarnbion 'sailed on Fri- day—and for four days more," And that, exeept for two pages Of notes on the bullfight, is all. But I meed no notes to bring back memories of Lisbon. They keep eoming hack, even in._ my sleep, and nearly always as nightmares. All in the Point of View Yet' it .is all in the point of view, apparently. TO • thousands of people from Nazi-dominated Europe, Lisbon in those months and fdr some fifteen months before, was the symbol of lib- erty and comparative safety. Some of them gave up everything they had except their lives, to reach the city. Uncounted hundreds probably lost their lives trying to reach it, Lisbon *as .the only point of contact with the free world—with the United States and, to some extent, with Great Brit- ain. During the voyage' across the Atlantic to New York, I was to hear at first hand the stories of some of these refugees. Not till then did I learn what Nazi domination really means. For those poor people, Lisbon was literally the doorway out of Hell. I didn't look on Lisbon in tliat way, To me, it was but a port of call on the way back to the home I was anx- ious to see as 'Soon as possible. When learned I would have to wait ten days for a plane across the Atlantic, it was a shock. With the seven other Canadian editors, I began to haunt the offices of Pan American Airways, and later, those of American Export Lines. I stood in line with other refugees and became one of them. Would I get out of Portugal before the Germans ar- rived? , I wondered. Would thenUnit- ed States be forced into the war while 1 stayedton in Lisbon waiting for the Clippers that. were so slow coming? I had just come by plane from Brit- ain. The trip had, its dangers, but they were of the exhilirating kind. A few nights before I had come un- scathed through a bomb raid and had marvelled at the way free people took those things. There had always been some danger in those days and nights in England but the people. were of my own kind, and it had seemed a good place to be. In Portugal, the very air was dif- ferent. I knew not a:word of the lan- guage and little of the customs. An unusual number of policemen were to er, Portugal has a benevolent dictator, a Professor Salazar. He has done much good, they say. But there must be times when he quails at the magni-• tude of the job ahead of , him. The people are &sperately poor; many of them have deadly sickness. had been warned not to drink the water in Lis- 'bon or even clean my teeth with it. Distilled water was sold in five-litre bottles for that purpose. Nobody warned me against all raw fruits'and vegetables. It may have been a let- tuce salad, or perhaps a bunch • of handsome grapes that finally sent .me to bed, quite ill. But it may have been partly the fear that comes from being watched day after day by enemy eyes. The new Hotel Victoria swarmed with Ger- mans, one of them said to be the head of the local Gestapo. I had to turn over my passport on arrival to the International Police. I never did find out who constitute that body, but knew the passport said I was travel- ling "on official government business." The Germans knew that. Only once in the whole week in Lisbon did I feel really at ease, and that was the night the people in the British Embassy gave us a dinner at the British Club. It Was a grand old building and inside its thick walls one could talk freely'. The Bullfight a Bright Spot To Canadian readers, it must seem strange when I say that the bullfight 1 saw in Lisbon provided some re- creation. Truly, never expetced to be seen at a bullfight, and on a Sunday after- noon, of all times, It took Sortie time for the idea to sink in. B. IC. Sand- well and I walked up the Ovenida da Liberdade on a Saturday afternoon, dodging the hawkers who tried to press lottery tickets on us, and looking at the sights. The huge, colored posters- advertising the bullfight fas- cinated tls. They bore soirie resem. blance to fail fair posters back home, but they had pictures in btilliant ors, of toreadors and raging bulls. Slowly, we translated the pOstets—Or thought. we did., The top line wss clear though "8 :graves Taros." "8 Brave Bulls." And then the time and the place and the price, which was only 15 escudos or less than 75 cents for box seats. But the line that really fascinated us was down near the bot- tom, "6 Torras Disembollos." We sheddered over it. "Good gosh, Temp- lin," said Mr, Sandwell. "It must be a bloody spectacle if they are going to disembowel six bulls," Back at the hotel, others of our party had other details. They said the bulls weren't killed. It was all just pretend. But it was the national sport, something like hockey. We shouldn't miss it, Besides, a young Portugese Army Officer, who spoke excellent English, would accompany us to explain the fine points. One of the crowd had already arranged for two boxes for the party. Lisbon's bull-ring has a magnificent setting, The taxicab turned out of the broad Avenida into a beautiful park, In the centre rose the geraat, circular bull-ring, a tall structure in fancy Moorish architecture. People were getting out of cars all around it, while hundreds of others came off the street cars or on foot. , The Portugese Lieutenant found the proper door and we began to climb up and up on concrete stairs. It re- minded me of tile Maple Leaf Gardens in Toronto. It was another typical "hockey crowd," mostly fairly young people, a few families with children accompanying the parents. They were a happy, excited lot. The box seats were up at the top, on the shady side. Lisbon is a hot place. The temperature in the day- time ran around 35 degrees. Seats in the sun cost about half the price of those in the shads. We sat on chairs in a large, unorowded box. Nearby, various prominent families occupied their own boxes. The family coats-of- arms showed on bright cloths hung over the railings in front. Down below were the cheap seats, be seen eVerywhere. One could buy around a perfectly circular ring with lottery tickets on the streets but could a sandy floor. Over on the sunny side, be arrested for using a cigarette light-' a band played 'unknown airs. The place seated about 15,000 and was fairly well filled, though. there was a big counter-attraction that day in a smaller city nearby, with nearly twice as many The Portugese bullfight, as it turned . , out,, is not a bloody spectacle, but rather a pageant. Horses and cos- tumes are beautiful and even the bulls look impressive as they came on at first, snorting and occasionally paw- ing the sand. But no blood is spilled, no animals are killed and no person gets hart, though that was merely be- cause the btills failed to follow up their advantages, when they came. It was less cruel than a rodeo, much less ex- citing than a junior hockey match, less dangerous, apparently than senior rug- by football. The costumes were beautiful, all covered with gold braid on bright colors. There were toreadors, who fight on foot, using a capa or cape to attract the attention of the bulls. Chief of. these is the matador, the man who kills the bull (in Spain) or uses a wooden sword and. pretends to kill the animal, in Portugal. The mounted bullfighters are calaveiros. Sometimes there are other men who wrestle with the bulls and throw them. These are forcados. A bugle blows and the excitement begins. There is a sort of grand par- ade—two cavaleiros on splendid Arab horses and several groups of torea- dors in brilliant yellow and deep plum colored velvet suits with gold braid, The trumpets blew again. The ring Was cleared. A gate at the left open- ed atid a black bull with brass balls on his horns came rushing in. Art- Other gate acrOss the ring opened and a horseman entered, while toreadors jumped over the fence into the circle, After his first rush, the bull had lost his enthusiasm, The toreadors waved their red capes at hitt and he charged them, while they neatly side-, stepped, or turned over their capes to show the yellow side, whereupon the bull lost interest. But he didn't like the horse and charged for it. The 'cavateiro held what 'looked like two tiny spears, with bright ribbons on the ends. As the bull charged, he turned fram vvery other. 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The bull looked angry, rather than hurt, but he didn't press the fight until the men, wi,th the capes stirred him up agaih, Six darts,. in all, were placed in his neck before the cavaleiro took a wooden sword, and all alone in the ring now, made several attacks on the bull before deal-. ing what mit.sht have been a, death blow with .a real sword, The crowd,. understanding the fine points, booed cheerfully when he missed aud eheer- ed when he succeeded. Then the trumpet blew again as the referee, sit- ting on a pedestal, signalled that the fight was over, The horseman rode away, bowing• and smiling. The bull looked around and saw no CM?, The gates opened, and a herd of six skinny, trained steers, each with a huge cowbell on its neck, C81110. into the ring and encircled the bull and he trotted off with them, the herd driven by two little boys in bright costumes. There was one more fight on horse- back and six on foot. They tended to grow monotonous. The sympathy of the Canadians was all with the bulls. which didn't want to fight, Once a bull had his chance. A toreador slip- ped and fell on the sand. The bull immediately stood aside until he got up. But the Portugese don't ask the bulls to fight more than once, They retire after one public appearance. Perhaps that's just as well. The bull, back in the pasture field, might get to thinking, "Now, if I had only run at the mait.instead of that red rag. . " And if any bulls get ideas like that, it might end bull-fighting. There remained one systery. How about those `"rorros disembollos"? We asked the young Lieutenant and he laughed heartily. "Why," he said, "We Portugese don't disembowel our bulls. It means, how you say 'it? 011 yes, `six disballed bulls.' You See, the ones that fight the horses have brass balls on their , horns so they cannot tear the horses' flanks; the ones that fight the men have no balls on their horns." OUCCESS usually follows good management. 167 Farmin0 is a business that involves planned, financing if it is to be a success. To caxry on your farming operations with profit it is at , times both, necessary and. wise to seek assistance from your Bank. This Bank is ready to make loans on the most favourable terms for all legitimate farm requirements. Consult our nearest Branch Manager if you need money to carry out a profitable programme. and Successful Farming THE DOMI ION BANK oirka ARD QUM INC' "Cupboard Quislings"! Is that too hard a name for people who selfishly lay in Unnecessary stocks of clothes or food, or other goods for fear of shortages? No! The name is not too hard, even though it may be earned through thoughtlessness. For in reality they are doing, in a petty, mean way, what the Quis- ling does in the open. Anyone who buys more than is necessary for current' needs— Is breaking his country's law for personal advantage. Is betraying his loyal neighbours and those who are not so well off as he. Is, in effect, depriving our fighting men of the munitions and supplies they must have to defend us, Is hindering our war effort and helping our enemies. Loyal citizens avoid putting unnecessary and abnormal strains on our factories. In time of war, loyal citizens do not spend one dollar more on civilian goods than is absolutely necessary for current needs. The law provides for fines up to $5,000 and imprison- ment up to two years for hoarding; and hoarding is just another word for unnecessary selfish buying. hi cases where it is advisable for you to buy in advance of your immediate reguiretnents such as your next season's coal , supply -- you will be encouraged to do so by direct statement from responsible officials. OTVAWA, CANADA DONNYBROOK (Too late for last week) The St. Augustine Women's Insti- tute met on Wednesday afternoon at the home of Mrs. Mark Armstrong. Mrs. Jas. Craig was elected president ACH N R S. Portugese Bullfight Bril- liant Pagearit Without any Blood Being Spilled This is the 17th in the series of stories about a trip to wartime Brit- aian and return; by way of Portu- gal, They are written for the week- ly newspaners, of Canada by Hugh Templin, editor of the Fergus News- Record. I have already written something of Lisbon, the capital of Portugal. , This week, I add some more. Frankly, 1111•1130.AWINIMIM11101111•.•11 1! it13221.,