The Wingham Advance-Times, 1984-10-31, Page 24Page 10—Crossroads--Oct. 31, 1984
Craft Tal
By Louisa Rush
Now that Fall is here I
expect you will have more
time for craft work.
If you plan on making a
sweater, suit or even coat,
set yourself a target, like
having the back done in a
week, or two weeks, depend-
ing on how much time you
know you have to spare.
Don't wait until the snow is
on the ground before you
begin your ski sweater,
chances are it will be almost
Spring before it is finished!
If crocheting motifs, plan
to make one a day, or a set
number per week. You'll find
yourself meeting your dead-
line, and it can be fun too.
Work only on pattern
stitches while you are quie,l
and alone, until you have the
sequence of the stitches and
rows firmly in your mind.
Then you will have to con-
centrate and perhaps make a
mistake should someone talk
or the phone ring. If you
expect interuption or the
small fry underfoot, work
only on ribbing or simple
stocking -stitch.
Have several parts of the
garment on the needles, so
that you can always get on
with the simpl'ier sections
when you have a few
moments to spare. Planned
this way, you will be sur-
prised at how much you can
accomplish.
One other idea I have to
pass along to the mothers
and aunts . of young ladies
soon to be brides, why not
crochet a luncheon set,
giving a place mat or two for
a birthday gift, Valentine's
Day or any other special
occasion? Spread the idea
over a year or two, to
complete the set. Your
daughter or niece will bless
you when she eventually gets
a home of her own. A
crocheted doiley or two
make wonderful "shower"
gifts, and are far more
personal.
Perhaps if you have had
your fill of knitting and
crochet for the moment, a
pleasant change of pace
would be a needlepoint foot-
stool, or an embroidered
picture for the home. If
worked at a particular time,
say through a summer or
while on vacation, they
always bring back happy
memories of that period, and
they make wonderful
heirlooms to hand down to
future generations.
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This week's pattern is for a
toddler's first coat to fit a
chest measurement of 18-19
inches and the length from
-the shoulder is 12 inches, but
WANTED
TO BUY
Common Canadian Dollars Pre
67 v.l. pay 57.00 each
Common U.S.A. Dollars Pre 35
v.l. pay 511.50 each
Scarce dates are priced
individually
U.S.A. Gold -Coin - please
show us what you have, we
specialize In U.S Gold and
have all the latest prices
from common pieces to
rare
Baseball and Hockey
Cards - must be in good
condition, also buying old
cigarette cards, posters,
toteeNve,photos, early
nal
especially needed
Top prices,
We Buy Foreign Coins
(collectabies only), military
medals, old American
pocket watches, postcards,
quality antique jewellery,
Royal Doulton figurines
All Scrap Gold and Silver -
coins, jewellery, sterling
silverware, electrical
contacts, etc. Pay
according to daily market
price of precious metals
Purchasing Hours; Mort. to
Sri 9:30 a.m.. to 5.00 p m.,
Saturday and evenings by
appointment only.
Fairview Park Mall, Kitchener
Call (519) 894-2300 eat 407
Sears
Coin Shop
the length can be longer by
knitting more rows to the
armholes; however, this will
take more yarn. The sleeve
seam is five and a half inches
and the hat will fit an
average one year old child.
Make a helmet for a boy, or
leave off the chin straps for a
hat for a girl.
To order this week's
pattern No 84119 send 75
cents plus a stamped. self
addressed return envelope.
If you do not have a stamp or
envelope, please enclose and
extra 50 cents to cover the
cost of handling and print
your name and address.
Send to Louisa Rush, "Craft
Talk", 486 Montford Drive,
Dollard des Ormeaux, P.Q.,
119G 1M6. Please be sure to
state pattern numbers
correctly when ,ordering and
to enclose your stamped
return envelope for faster
service.
National 4-H
Week activities
Togeher with. the rest of
Canada, Ontario will
celebrate National 4-H Week
from Nov. '5 to 10.
Special events to be held
during the week include the
national 4-11 volunteer
leaders' conference and the
national 4-1-1 members'
conference.
Five Ontario 4-H leaders
wi'h1 attend the leaders'
conference in Toronto.
Sessions will focus on • the
theme, "In Action Today to
Lead 4-H Tomorrow".
The 4-1-1 program is a
world-wide movement with
members in over 80 coun-
tries. Canada has nearly
60,000 members, with On-
tario supplying 23,000 of
them. Nearly 6,000 adults
volunteer their services each
year as 4-H leaders in On-
tario.
The 4-H motto is "Learn to
Do by Doing" and all ac-
tivities are based on this
philosophy,
Lea angels wait
The last words of Ethan
Allen, famed American Rev-
olutionary War soldier,
were, in 1789, in answer to
his doctor, who said, "Gener-
al, I fear the angels are
waiting for you": "Waiting,
are they? Waiting, are they?
Well — let 'em wait!"
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It's been a long way from
there to here. Just forty
years ago, I was lying on the
floor of a box -car in north-
east Holland, beaten up and
tied up. And half -frozen. And
half-starved.
Today, I'm sitting in a big,
brick house, with the furnace
pumping away, a refriger-
ator stuffed with food, and
my choice of three soft,
warm beds.
Forty years seems like
eternity if you're a teenager,
but they've gone by like the
winking of an eye, as most
old-timers will confirm.
Back then, I was tied up
because I'd tried to escape.
It wasn't pleasant. They had
no rope, so they tied my
wrists and ankles with wire.
I was beaten up because
I'd managed to pilfer a sand-
wich, a pipe and tobacco
from the guards' overcoat
pockets when they weren't
looking, and these, along
with a foot -long piece of lead
pipe, popped out of my
battle -dress jacket when the
sergeant in charge of the
guards gave me a round-
house clout on the ear just
before escorting me back
onto the train headed for
Germany.
Served me right. I should
have ignored all that stuff we
were taught in training:
"It's an officer's duty to try
to escape," and gone quietly
off to sit out the war, which I
did anyway, in the long run.
But the next few weeks
weren't pleasant. I couldn't
walk, because my left knee-
cap was kicked out of kilter.
Every bone in my body
ached. My face looked like a
bowl of borstch, as I dis-
covered when a "friendly"
guard let me look in his
shaving mirror.
Worst of all, there was
nothing to read. When I have
nothing to read, I start pac-
ing the walls. But I couldn't
pace the walls because I was
on the floor, and tied up.
Anyway, the light wasn't so
good. One little barred
window.
Perhaps even the worstest
of all was my daily ablutions.
And I don't mean washing
one's face and armpits. I had
to be lugged out of the boxcar
by a guard, since only one
leg was working, helped
down the steps and ushered
to the railway bank.
Ever try to do your dailies
(and I don't mean push-ups),
with two hands 'planted in
Bill Smiley
Sleeping in a boxcar
cinders, one leg stuck
straight ahead, the other
propping you up, and a guy
pointing a revolver at you?
It's a wonder I wasn't consti-
pated for life.
One day the guard almost
shot me. I never understood
why. He was a rather decent
young chap, about 21, bfond,
spoke a bit of French, so that
we could communicate in a
rudimentary way. He was a
paratrooper who had been
wounded in France and
seconded to the mundane job
of guarding Allied prisoners.
He hadn't taken part in the
kicking and punching at the
railway station, for his own
reasons. Perhaps pride. He
was a soldier, not a member
of the Feldgendarmerie.
But this day he was out of
sorts. Perhaps sick of being
a male nurse. His eyes got
very blue and very cold, and
he cocked his revolver. All I
could do was turn the big
baby -blues on him and mute-
ly appeal. It worked. He
muttered something, prob-
ably a curse, holstered his
gun, and shoved me roughly
back into the box -car,
Why did Hans Schmidt (his.
real name) not kill me that
day?e, as fed up with a
job on' which rations were
minimal, comfort almost
non-existent and duties
boring and demeaning.
There was another Sch-
midt in the detail, Alfred. He
was a different kettle,
though he, too, was a
wounded paratrooper. He
was as dark as Hans was
fair, as sour as Hans was
sunny. He would have shot
me, in the same mood, and
written it off as "killed while
attempting to escape." Luck
of the draw.
Another hairy incident in
that October, 40 years ago,
was the night the train was
attacked by a British
fighterbomber, probably a
Mosquito, perhaps even
navigated by my old friend
Dave McIntosh.
I was dozing, on and off
(you don't sleep much, tied
up, on the wooden floor of a
box -car) when there was a
great screeching of brakes, a
wild shouting from the
guards as they bailed out of
the train, then the roar of an
engine and the sound of can-
non -fire as the attacker
swept up and down the train,
strafing.
As you can understand, I
wasn't hit, and the burns in
the aircraft didn't even put
the train out of commission,
but have you ever seen a
man curled up into a shape
about the size of a little
finger?
Sorry if I've bored you
with these reminiscences.
But they are all as clear, or
more -so, than what I had for
lunch today.
Forty years. Time to com-
plete the war, finish univer-
sity, marriage, children, 11
years as a weekly editor, 23
years as a teacher, a year in
The San for non-existent TB,
and 30 years as a columnist.
I couldn't hack all 'that
today. But I can go to bed
and say, "This beats the hell
out of sleeping in a box -car."
At wit's end
by Erma aombeck
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I'm not "into" household
hints. Never have been.
I have friends who start
seedlings in a toilet tissue
spindle, insulate their houses
with old egg cartons and if
anyone ever throws a.
"buffet" for India, a neigh-
bor of mine has the plastic,
butter containers for curry.
It's not that I'm against
making Christmas orna-
ments out of pill bottles or
using roll-on deodorant
bottles to fill with plain
water to moisten stamps, it's
just that I'm shallow and
non -creative.
Last week I read where
there are a lot of uses for
brown paper bags. You could
use them for wall covers.
You could cut them into
strips, spray them with clear
acrylic and make placemats
out of them. You could even
iron them and use them for
blotters when cooking fried
foods.
1 said' to myself, "I can do
that. I've got a million brown
paper bags under the,sink. It
would be my way of pitching
in and recycling." .
There was nothing under
my sink except a scouring
pad in a saucer, a bottle of
liquid detergent and a pair of
black eyes.
What happened to all the
brown paper bags that used
to stack up?
As it turned out, there's no
mystery. It's just a matter of
dealing with the economy
logistically. -Five years ago I'
went to' the store and bought
$52 worth of groceries which.
was put into 10 large brown
paper bags. (Sometimes,
they double -bagged. )
1 used three bags a week
for garbage, leaving me with
a surplus at the end of the
year of 364 bags.
Today, 1 go to the store and
spend $105 which is put into
two bags. I use three bags a
week for garbage, leaving
me with a 52 -bag deficit.
I wondered if anyone else
was sending out more garb-
age than they had bags com-
ing in.
My best friend said she
was having the same prob-
lem. Not only did her
groceries fit into her glove
compartment, the carry -out
boy wanted to know if she
wanted to take them with her
or eat them there.
Another friend of mine
said brown bags were at
such a premium in her house
that her daughter had to buy
a mask for Hallowe'en.
I got a household hint for
s..
you. Take several old news-
papers, tale them together,
paint them brown and voila,
you have a brown paper bag.
I'm going to make six or
seven of them and Barry
theca in each week so the
neighbors will think I've in-
vested wisely.
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Ministry of
Agriculture
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Centralia College presents ..
OPEN HOUSE '84
"Building on our Heritage"
Wednesday, November 7
From 1:00 p.m. - 9:00 p.m.
Featuring: • Course Displays in .Agricultural Business
Management, Food Service Management &
Animal Health Technology.
2:00 p.m.
• Official Re -Opening of Bruce Hall Residence
• Student Competitions in crops, food and -
animal health.
• Bicentennial Events including - Displays of
Ontario's Changing, Lifestyles - Horseshoe
Pitching by World Champion Elmer Hohl
O Square Danc ng called by Les Greenwood
• Period' Co mes • Challenges in log
sawing,Apate throwing and arm wrestling.
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