The Clinton News Record, 1932-09-29, Page 8TRIS., SEPT. 29, 1932
THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD
,Health, Cooking.
Care of Children
PACEar
INTEREST
Edited By Lebam Flakeber 'Krale
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A Column
i FBI Flowers
ilelall
I,0Fall may he made quite an active
i � 'den but iutlk the
season n the "gar 1, e
spring jobs many of these may be
Prepared Especially for Women-- put off until after the winter if the
But Not Forbidde!i to Men 'owner so 'desires. Herbaceous per-
ennials, such as Iris, Delphinium and.
Phlox, may be divided and re -plant -
FRIENDS
If nobody smiled and nobody cheered,
And nobody helped us along,
;If each every minute looked after
himself,
And the good things all went to
the strong;
If nobody cared just a little for you,
And nobody thought about me;
. And we stood all alone in the battle
of life;
What a dreary old world it would
be.
Life is sweet just because of the
friends we have made,
And the things which in common
we share,
We want to live on, not because of
ourselves,
But because of the people who can
It's giving and doing for somebody
else—
On that all Life's splendor depends
And the joy of the world when it's
all added up,
Is found in the making of friends.
—Anonytnans-
oAlo
How much of aur happiness de-
pends upon the kindnes, the under-
. standing of others and how much ap-
parently needless unhappiness is
caused by the thoughtless or selfish
conduct of others.
The other day I looked upon the
.face of a woman, calm and unruffled
as she lay, surrounded with flowers,
in her long, last sleep, and I thought
that to have lived as she lived, giv-
ing out kindness, sweetness, helpful-
ness, throughout a long lifetime,
was really bo have lived, She had
spent her life ministering to others,
making happiness for others and, al-
though it doesn't always end so, her
.last days were spent basking in the
love,of family and friends. She sow-
ed love and kindness all her life and
in her age she reaped what she sow-
ed, love and consideration and kind-
ness.
It was with deep sorrow her fam-
ily relinquished their bold on her in
this life; she who had guided their
childish feet and who had counselled
their youth, their manhood and wom-
anhood, who had shared their joys
and triumphs and wept with them in
their sorrows, But what a rich mem-
ory. is theirs, of that unselfish life,
that bright, buoyant, cheerful person-
ality; for she niet life with a smile
and refused to be cast down by the
ordinary vicissitudes of her lot. Her
ocurage inspired courage in others;
one could not be despondent in the
presence of so cheerfula 'soul, es-
pecially when she could and did so
often point a way out of the diffi-
culty,
And as I gazed upon that face and
thought of the'life she lived, she was
not without sorrow, trial and disap-
pointment, and thought of the. brave
Mid cheerful way in which. she had
faced these things," I thought how
much more worthwhile such a life
was than one lived for r worldly am-
bition, for selfish aggrandizement,
for the accumulation of material ben-
efits. ISho left the world better than
she f!cund it; she shed happiness and
cheer wherever she went and she left
behind a sense of irreparable loss
and yet a feeling that life had' been.
enriched, ennobled by contact -with
her. Ta have lived such a life and to
step on. into the other as she has done
is to have fulfilled a noble destiny,
although the great outside world will
never hear of her. And such a life
should inspire others to cultivate •such
a spirit of kindness and helpfulness;
to emulate as far as possible the
spirit which dominated her life.
—REBEKAH..
THE HANDSHAKE DANGEROUS
1
Because Americans, Englishmen,
Germans, Dutchmen, Swedes, Lith-
uanians, Poles, Danes, Armenians,
Servians, Greeks, Estonians, Syrians,
Letts, Icelanders, Norwegians and
especially the Japanese think it is
effeminate, many modern French-
men have abandoned the ancient and
honorable Gallic custom of greeting
friends with a resounding kiss on
the cheek or jaw, "Time" says. So
widepread has become the custom of
shaking hands in France that tho
august L'Academie de letedeeine oat
asked recently for an opinion,
Weightily acedemic, considered, then
over the voluble opposition of a
youthful minority delivered these de
visions:,(1) the country man's hands
carry fewer germs than the city
man's, but (2) more germs change
carriers during a handclasp than dur-
ing a perfunctory peck of the lips;
hence (8) the handshake is more dan-
gerous than the ldss, Border Cities
Star.
A DANGEROUS HOLIDAY
There is no more foolish vacation
than an automobile trip that requires
too fast or too long driving; it is
much more comfortable, as well as
much safer, to plan an easy driving
schedule. --Peterborough Examiner.
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GRANT-FI.EMING; M.D. .•' Assoc:aTS SECRETARY
DRINK WATER.
Most people, without much effort,
.can secure all the water they require
• for drinking. Nevertheless, many
persons suffer from a lack of the
full treasure of the health they could
enjoy, because they fail to use plenty
• of water.
We cannot enjoy good health if we
depriye our bodies of the water
whicfi they need. Water is an es,
sentlal part of every tissue.of the
• body. The blood is mostly wter, and
• even such hard tissues as the teeth
• and the bones contain water.
Without sufficient water .the body
:functions become disturbed, There
- may be headaches, the digestive sys-
tem may be upset, or other symptoms
of faulty functioning may appear.
We can live for many days without
food; life can continue for only a
few days without water.
The regular daily use of plenty of
- water is necessary to replace the
water which our bodies lose each, clay
we live. Water is lost in every
breath. Breathe on a cold glass and
you will see, collected on the glass,'
the droplets of water which are'con-
tailed in the breath,
The skin gets rid of a large amount
op water in the form of perspiratioi•1
` This is obvious in summer. It goes
on, to a lesser degree, in cold woafee
er when—because it is noir notice-
ableri-it is called 'insensible" per-
spiration.
Quantities of water are passed
the kidneys and in the move -
ed. Shrubs, creepers, rose bushes
and trees may be planted. This is
also a splendid time to get in grass
geed. But all these jobs can also be
done in the spring.
Typical fall work consists of clean.,
ing up the garden for anotheryear
and 'of studying, the results already
achieved in order to improve those of
the years ahead. By the middle of
August bloom in the average garden,
particularly where there are few an-
nuals, begins to fade. • This may be
corrected by noting what is flowering
in the garden next door. Perennial
Phlox which ;nay be secured in as
great a variety of colors almost as
the Iris, is at its best in late August
and early September. Second bloom
can be secured from the Delphinium,
if all the flower bearing stalks are
cut right to the bottom after the
first bloom in July. Many daisies of
varying heights flower in August
and September and the hardy Chrys-
anthemums brighten things in Oc-
tober. But to do the job there trust
be annuals. With dwarf and medium
height Petunias, Marigolds and Cal-
endulas in front. Zinnias, Snapdrag-
ons, Anters and Gladiolus farther
back, and Cosmos, Golden Glow and
Dahlias in the rear. until Jack Frost
intrudes himself, the Sententher and
October garden can be made to rival
that of June and July.
Cleaning Up
rents of the bowels.
All tole, we lose on an average a-
bout five pints of water daily through
the various channels mentioned. We
must take into our bodies an amount
of water at least equal to what we
lase if we are to keep our bodies
healthy.
Many people used to go to some
mineral springs when they felt "be-
low par.' The benefits received from
their stay at the springs were clue in
large measure to the increased quan-
titres of water they drank,
Much of the water we require is
taken into our bodies in our foods;
many of which contain a large per-
centage of water. Green vegetable:
and fruits contain much water a-
bout S7 per cent of milk is water.,
Moderate amounts of fluids with
meals is desirable, provided they are
not used to take the place of thor-
ough chewing of the food. The tune
to drink at meals is when the mouth
is empty and never to wash down
food.
A glass or two of water upon ris-
ing in the morning, and between
meals, together with the moderate
use of fluids ab meals, will assure
the regular daily use of plenty of
water which is essential to' good
healte.
- , Questions concerning Health, ad.
dressed to the Canadian l\fediealAs.
sedation, 184 College Street, Torten -
If it is convenient it is a good thing
to gather un all weeds, fading flow-
ers. vegetable tops and similar refuse
and pile on a heap where the whole
thing in the course of a few weeks to
a. meth or so will rot down into valu-
able soil. Watering this pile once 1»
a while, and adding a little soil, will
speed un the work of decay. Those
things, however, are rather nnsight-
,ly and can only be hidden where the
' garden is a fair size. In the smaller
places it is sometimes possible to dig
under this refuse, especially in the
fall, but in some cases it must be
burned. However fire should be need
sparingly in the garden. With (Us-
; eased plants there is little choice nor
I is there anything else possible with
old raspberry canes and rose thin-
nings, but it should always be 'bore;
in mind that ordinary flower and
vegetable tops, leaves and weeds
make splendid fertilizer ,when dug
under and also excellent winter pro-
tection,
It is a good thing to dig or plow as
much of the garden as possible at
this time. But there should be no
raking or other cultivation. The idea
is to leave the soil ridged up, so that
it will catch snow and other winter
moisture and will also be mechanic-
ally improved by the winter's frosts.
rail Planted Bulbs
A good garden is not really octn-
piete without tulips,, hyacinths and
ether Fall planted bulbs.' These are
easily grown and provide brilliant
colour during that otherwise barren
period from the time the !snow goes
away in the spring until the peren•;
nials commence to bloom late in
June. These bulbs can be secured in
a great variety of colours and a fele
dollars' worth of thein will make a
wonderful show.
In the Tulips, there are early single
and double type which come into
flower three or fdur weeks after the
snow is gone. These are followed by
the Darwins and Breeders. The form-
er are later than the early types and
taller and bigger. They come in var-
sous showy, solid color,. The Breed-
en aro also later and bigger and i,
addition to beautiful straight colors
1 they may also be seemed in blended
Ishades showing a touch of bronze,
! brown, tan; buff and yellow.
Fall bulbs should be planted to m
depth. of about three time, their di-
s.mrter. setting• them a little deeper
(. in the, light -soil than in the heavy
It is imnori•ant that the later and
1 bigger varieties of tulip, be planted
deer so that the root system will by
entrenched secure enough tosupport
the long stems and big, heavy blooms
It is s. mond thin,• to plant in clump'
of a half a doze» or more of one
variety and thaw should be set fermi
frier tm, eight inches apart. As the
Daewins ' and Breeders will bloom
right re until the •middle of .Tune an')
the feliare will last much liner, it ie
important to arrange tso'that shrub.
bevy or other flowers will wean the
dying leaves during early simmer.
P+'actictaliy all' of the fall b'ilbs cal
a'so be planted in pots indoors and
they will peecluse an abundance of
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Household
Economics
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side. Plant in ordinary flower: pots
ei fanny bowls in soilfibre' or pebb
les Do not set nearly as deeply as
:outside, simply coveting the bulb tc
about the tip. Water well and store
in a cold, dark place (temperature
from 30 to 50 degrees) until the root
system is well developed ,when they
should be removed gradually to full
sunlight and a temperature of be.
tween sixty and•seventy degrees. In
the ease of Narcissus the cold, dare
period will be about six weeks, but
from two to three months, with hya,
cinths, daffodils and tulips.
STUDENTS AT NORMAL SCHOOL
The Stratford Normal school open-
ed last week with an enrolment of
244, about the same as last year. A
large number are in attendance front
xIuron County, as usual. Here's a
partial list:
Clinton:
Cora L. Trewartha
Evelyn E. Gibbings
Grace C. Hellyar
Caroline E. McInnes
Marion Mason
Dorothy E. Watts -
Eleanor E. Scotchmer
Leah R. Rapson.
Helen 1I, Yaungblutt
John R. Carter
William H. Draper
Kathleen J, Cameron.
Goderich:
Jean M. Abell
Dorothy Allen
Meta E. Sheardown
James K. Salkeld
Dorothy G, Henderson.
Bluevale:
Dorothy E, Aitken
Alberta M. Shiell
Blyth:
Artie S. Barr
Velma G. Craig
Margaret H. Richards
Mary E. Lockhart,
Kenneth E. Cowan.
Auburn:
Marg'ar'et Bamford.
Belgrave:
Beryl Cuningham
Alexander McBurney.
Brussels:
Margaret A. Downing.
•Seaforth:
Margaret E. Driver
Norma J. Habkirk
Glenn Hays
Gordon C, Rennie.
Ethel:
Edna L. Franklin
Dungannon;
Alden E. Hasty.
Lucicnow:
Margaret C. MacDonald
Mary E. Maciver
Margaret L. MacI{enzie
Mildred A. McQuillan
Frances I. Thompson
Elsie 23. Vint.
John D. Martin.
Winghant:
Edna J. Proctor
Margaret L. Proctor
Norah E. Walker
William J. Tiffin
Theodore Robertson.
Wroxeter:
Elva A, Stock
Jessie J. Wright
Lyle K. Fitch
Edythe M. Weir
Margaret Wright.
Exeter:
.Joseph B. Creeeh
Walton:
Jaime B. Shaw
Margaret 0. Cuninghare
Ethel E, Shaw.
Dublin:
Eileen E. Eckert
William Ryan
Joseph J. Williams.
Dashwood:
Ruth E. Kleinstiver
Helen E. Nediger. •
Brucefield:
Dorothy 3, Wilson. •
Janes W. Humuth of Witigham
Joseph C. Hemingway of Brussels
and ;Ethel C. Johnston of Bluevale are
taking their second year.
CAREFUL MANAGEMENT RE-
SULTS IN SURPLUS
Despite a decrease of nearly half a
million in gross earnings on the
Canadian .National hotels system 'ov-
er an eight month period this year,
the results show a substantial sur-
plus this year as against a deficit
last year, stated Walter Pratt, Mon-
treal, genera] manager in charge of
to, will be answered' personally by bloom from the first of December al. hotels, dining and sleeping cars, in
letter. most until the flowers are ready out- a recent interview..
THIS MODEST CORNER IS DEDICATED
TO THE POETS
Here They Will Sing You Their Songs—Sometimes
Gay, 'Sometimes Sad— But Always Helpful
and. Ins piling.
THE WHITE 'COLLAR
I have lost my white collar.
For many years I wore it proudly
As a badge of rank
To show all men my status.
Blue -collared and collarless men
Looked up to me, and when I spoke
They respected my judgment;
And 1, in turn, looked up
To men whose collars were whiter
And of finer weave, than mine.
With passing years
We formed a sycophantic group
Of worshippers
Blindly following each other
Until at last we had built
A huge, unstable structure
Which reached its final limit
To fall in shattered pieces
Amongst, our temples of Finance
And of Industry.
At once, we of the white collars
Began to explain (with many techni-
calities
So that we might confuse those oth-
ers)
The reasons for this catastrophe.
And why we had not made
Due preparation against its coming.
As our panic grew, we became
More vehement. We lost our contacts.
Gave strangely varied reasons.
None of then. alike.
Those whom we thought
Were lesser cnes, laughed.
Leaving us to our own devices.
While they went their own ways.
Seeking• a simpler living,
Wrestling it from field and river.
Quite recently I found words useless
And sold my white collar for bread,
Now I strive awkwardly, but surely,
To wrest my own living
Front these fields and streams.
Many friends that I had lost
During the years, are mine again;
Soft earth beneath my feet.
Clear, limpid waters underneath the
sun,
At night the infinity of stars.
London, September, 1932.
THE LITTLE FIRES
From East to West they're burning.
in forge and tower and home,
And on beyond the outlands, across
the ocean -foam;
In far and .misty islands; o'er plain
and' sea and height,
The little fires along the trail that
twinkle down the night.
There's the camp -fire of the hobo,
beside the trestle beans;
Where he crouches by a smoky can
and dreams a hazy dream;
The trestle creaks and quivers be-
neath the midnight mail,
Oh, he'll follow it to -morrow sift-
ing down the iron trail,
Adventuring! Adventuring! and- oh,
the sights to see.
And little fires along the trail that
wink at you and Inc.
With a thousand miles behind us and
a thousand miles to go,
We'll turn and cross the mesa where
encircled by a glow,
There's a cattle -trail to water and a
belted cowboy crew,
And the canvas of the wagon with
the shadows trembling through;
And a whole and hearty welcome in
,each voice and eye and hand;
,•—An .outfit on the round -up, glad
of news from overlaud—
Sit right is and tell your story, sing
your song or eat your chuck; r.
Here's a health in red-hot coffee;
"To the trail—and plenty luck!"
Adventuring! Adventuring! and oh,
the sights to see!
And little fires .in bronco eyes that
wink at you and rte.
Where the mesa meets the timber as
it marches up the steep,
Glows a beacon like a hill -star near
a 'band of bedded sheep;"
From the firelight's fading circle
where the sheep- and shadows
blend,
"Como'sta, amigo!" greets you —
:Spanish; for "How goes it,
friend?" ' '
And the Andalusian herder curls a
smoke and paints the way,
As he murmurs, Caliente, San Closet
ente, Santa Fe,
Till the very worths are mucic wak-
ing memoied desires,
And you turn and foot it down the
trail to find more little fires.
Adventuring) Adventuring! and oh;
the sights to .seal
And little 'fires of Southern stars
that wink at you and me.
The wind front down -the ranges
'whispers out across the sand,
And who- would think to find a fire
in this forgotten land?
Yet in the _desert,spaces a tiny em-
her gleams
And by the fire a wanderer, asleep
in splendid dreams;
Dreams of gold He'll find to-ntoto'ow,
but the vain to -morrows come,
Till the heart has ceased its singing
and the lips of hope are dumb;
Till a phantom figure, rising, with a
:phantom burro, plods
Out across the mighty silence seek-
ing golden altar -gods;
Adventuring! Aclventuing! and oh,
the sights to see!
And little, hidden, yellow fires that
wink at you and me.
Up the mountain, down the valley
to the sleepy harbor side,
Where a score of lights are blinking
and a schooner waits the tide,
Where a dripping dory beckons and
the ruddy shadows dance,
Down a trail that's ever leading to
the islands of Romance;
Till the last adventure calls us from
the cld, the vain desires,
To a way that's still untrodden,
• though aglow with little fires,
Where no wanderer grows weary and
a man is free to roam,
Or hang his hat upon a star and'call
the planet "Home!"
—Henry Herbert Knibbs.
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THE WORSE THIIEF
There he moved, cropping the grass
at the purple canyon's lip.
His mane was mixed with the
moonlight that silvered his snow-
white side,
For the noon sailed out of a cloud
with the wake of a spectral ship,
I crouched and crawled on my bel-
ly, with my lariat coil looped
wide.
Dimly and dark the mesas broke on
the starry sky.
A pall covered every color of their
gorgeous glory at noon.
I smelt the yucca and mesquite, and
stifled my heart's quick cry,
And wormed and crawled on my
belly to where he moved against
the moon.
Some Moorish barb was that mus-
tang's sire. IIis lines were be-
yond all wonder
From the prick of his eats to the
flow of his tail be ached in my
throat and eye:+,.
Steel and velvet grace! As the
prophet says, God had "clothed
his neck with thunder."
Oh, marvelous with the drifting
cloud he drifted across the skies!
And then I was near et hand —
crouched and balanced and cast
tate coil;
And the mocn was smothered in
cloud, and the rope through my
bands with a rip!
But somehow I gripped and clung,
with the blood in my brain a -boil
With a turn round the rug'g'ed tree -
stump there on the canyon's lip.
Right into the stare he reared aloft,
his red eye rolling and raging.
He whirled and sunfished and lash-
ed and rocked the earth to thute
der and flame.
He squealed like a regular devil -
horse. I was haggard and spent
and aging-- '
Roped clean, but almost storming
cleat; his fury too fierce to tante.
And I cursed myself for a tender-
foot moon -dazzled to play the
part,
But I was doubly desperate then,
with the posse pulled mit from
town,
Or I'd never have tried it. I only
knew I must get a 11100111 and
start.
The 'filly had snapped her fdreleg
short. I had bad to shoot her
down.
So tiers he struggled and strangled)
• and I snubbed him around the
tree.
Nearer, a little nearer—hoofs.plant-
ed, and Lolling tongue•e-i
Till a sudden slack pitched me back=
ward. Ile reared right on top
of me.
Mother of God—that moment! He
missed me—and up I swung.
Somehow—gone daft completely ant,
clawing a bunch oe his mane,
eke he stumbled and tripped in the
lariat, there 1 was—up and
astride
And cursing for seven counties! And
the mustang? Just insane;
Crack -bang! went the rope; we
cannoned off the tree—then --
gods, that ride!
A rocket—that's all—a rocket! I dug
with my teeth and nails.
Why we never hit even the high
spots (though 1 hardly remember
things),.
But I heard a monstrous booming
like a thunder' of flapping sails
When he spread—well, call me a
Bart—when he spread those
wings; those wings!
So white that my eyes were blinded,
thick -feathered' and wide unfurled,
They beat the air into billows. We
sailed, and the earth was gone.
Canyon and desert and mesa with -
eyed below, with the world.
And then I knew that mustang;
for I—was Bellerophon!
Yes, glad as the Greek, and mounted
on a horse of the elder gods,
With never a magic bridle oe a
fountain -mirror nigh!
My chaps and spurs and holster must
have looked it?
What's the odds?'
I'd a leg over lightning and thunder
careering across the sky!
And forever streaming before me,
fanning my forehead cool,
Flowed a inane of molten silver')
and just before my thighs
(As I gripped his velvet -muscled
ribs, while I cursed myself for a
fool),
The steady pulse of those pinions
—their wonderful fall and rise!
The bandanna I bought in Bowie
blew loose and whipped from. my
neck.
My shirt was stuck to my shoul-
ders and ribboning out behind.
The stars were Glancing, wheeling
and glancing, dipping with smirk
and beck
The clouds were flowing, dusking
and. glowing.
We rod a roaring wind,
We soared through the silver star-
light to knock at the planet's
gates,
New shimmering constellations
carne whirling into our ken.
Red stars and green and golden
swung cut of the void that waits
For man's great last adventure;
the signs took shape—and then
I knew the lines of that Centaur the
moment I saw hitt. come!
The •musical -box of the heavene all
round us rolled to a tune
That tingled and chimed and trilled
with silver sounds that struck
you dumb,
As if some archangel were grind-
ing ottt tine music of the moon.
Melody -drunk on the Alilky Way as
we swept and soared hilarious,
Full in our pathway sudden he
stood --'the Centaur of the stars,
Flashing from head and hoofs and
breast! I knew him for Sagit-
tarlus.
He reared and bent and drew his
bow, He crouched as a hexer
spars,
Flung back on his haunches, weird he
loomed—then lept—land the dim
void lightened.
Old White Wings shied and swerv-
ed aside and fled from the splen-
dor -shod.
Through a flashing welter of worlds
1ve charged.
I knew why my horse was fright -
ended.,
He had two faces -'a dog's and a
titan's—that Babylonian god!
Also, he followed us real as fear.
Bing! when an arrow past.
14Iy bronco buck -jumped, humping
high. We plunged ... I guess
that's alit
I Iay on the purple canyon's lip,
when I opened by eyes at last—
Stiff and sore and my head like a
drum, but I broke no bones in
the fall.
So you know—and now you may
string me up.
Such was the way you have caught
me,
Thank you for letting me tell it
straight, though you never could
greatly care.
For I tools a horse that wasn't mine!
. But there's one the heavens
brought me,
; And I'll hang right happy because
I know he is waiting for me up
there
Froin creamery ntuzzel to cannon -bone
by God, he's a peerless wonder!
He is steel and velvet and furneee-
firo, and death's supremest prize
And never again shall be roped on
-earth that neck that is "clothed
with thunder." . .
String tee up, Dave! ,Go dig my
grave. I rode him across the
skies! William Ross Benet,
five CouvertDepression into Pees.
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