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'VE LAID THEM DOWN TODAY
Well, I am done. My nerves were on
the nark
I've laid them down today.
It was the last straw broke the
camel's back;
I've laid that down today.
No, I'll not fume, nor fret, nor fuss
nor fight;
I'll walk by faith a bit, and not by
sight.
I think the Universe will work all
right.
I've laid it down today.
The dread of sorrows I may have to
sup,
I'll lay that down today.
The circumstance which rubbed me
witong way up,
I'll lay that down today.
It will not matter in the age to come,
Whether I sucked the stone or had
the plum,
But• it will snake a difference to some
If I keep nice today.
So, here and now, the lover -weight,
the worry,
I'll it down today.
'The all -too -anxious heart; the tearing
hurry;
I'll lay these down today.
0 eager hands, I feet, so prone to
run!
I think that He who made the
stars and sun,
Can mind the things you've had to
leave undone.
Do lay them down today!
—Fay Inchfavn.
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Did you ever hear of the old man
'tyho was asked whether he had had
much trouble and who answered
with a long face but with a twinkle
in his eye: "Yes, I've had. a lot of
trouble in my life—but most of it
never happened?"
Most of us have a good deal of
that kind of trouble. We worry a-
bout this and we worry about
that. We cannot enjoy the pre-
sent because of worry in regard to
.the future. We are afraid we shall
come to want in our old age; we are
afraid 'of losing friendships; we feel
sure we shall lose our health and be-
come helpless invalids; we are afraid
those nearest and dearest to us may
die.
Now, any one or all the above may
come to us. Nobody knows what fate
is in store and we have all knowr
people who have come to want in old
age, who have lost loved ones and
who are lonely and ill, but no amount
of worry on our part will stave off
these adversities.
The idea behind the habit of wor-
rying, of being afraid to be happy
or to enjoy what good fortune comes
to us in case the future may bring
bad fortune, is the old, pagan super-
stition that the gods must be phis
Bated with sacrifices. If they saw
people being to happy they would
surely send some sorrow, therefore
one must not be too happy, the gods
might then pity us and send some
good fortune.
But we ought to be getting away
from that old superstition by this
time. "Who by taking thought," the
Great Master said long ago, "can
add one cubit to his stature?" But
we go on worrying about the things
we cannot change while neglecting,
perhaps the things we might. We
can make what provision we can for
:nut. old age, we can care for our
health and try to keep it at par, we
can cherish and make the most of
our friends and loved one; while we
have them, enjoying the days as they
come and go, helping others who may
need our help, and se be the better
prepared for the exueriences which
conte to us in the future, whether
they be happy or sad. Anticipating
trouble is one of the most futile of
habits.
INTEREST
Edited By Lebam Hakeber Kralc
thought of it, but I always think such
people have never really tasted
rhubarb as it should be served. I
have seen rhubarb sauce that I
wouldn't like, a sloppy, grey -green
mess, unattractive looking and just
as unpalatable. i But when you have
the nice, pink rhubarb, when it is
cooked as it should be cooked, with
the tender, pink peeling on, cooked
swiftly and -not too much, with sut- anger 1-2 package of currants and
fieient sugar to make it palatable, a;. raisins each. Cook these ingredients
dainty, dish of pink cubes floating in over a slow fire until thick.
clear pink syrup, the very thought of REBEKAH.
it makes one's mouth water.
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Household
Economics
Make a meringue of the egg' whites
and 2 tablespoonfuls of edger with a
teaspoonful of • lemon flavoring.
Brown lightly.
Rhubarb Relish For Cold Meats
1 cup of chopped rhubarb, 1-2 cup.
of water, 11-2 cups of sugar, pulp
and sliced rind :of 1 lemon and 1 or
If you happen to have in your gar-
den the old fashioned green chub-
barb, don't use it this spring, dig it
up, and go to your neighbor or the
green house next fall and get a root
or two of the new, pink variety and
plant in its stead. You'll soon have
plenty of it. But this spring get
some :of this nice tender stuff and
cook it and see if the family will not,
appreciate it. Rhubarb sauce and
rhubarb pie aro the old standbys but
if you wish to try some other ways
of cooking you may find this hand-
ful of rhubarb recipes helpful.
The rhubarb season will soon be in
and there are many ways in which thi
wholesome and delicious product can
be used.
Some people turn up their noses
at rhubarb; they cannot abide the
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HEALTH IN THE COUNTRY qually dangerous to use unpasteur-
ized milk in the country.
Water supplies in the cities arc
usually filtered or chlorinated, or
both, in order to make them safe.
The water from the well in the coun-
try is seldom examined to see if it
is safe. Too often it is said or
thought that it must be all right be-
cause it is clear and cold and because
it hes been used for such a long time
without ill effects.
The reports of cases and deaths
from those diseases that are com-
monly spread by water and milk now
show a higher rate for the country
than for the city. This condition will
continue until three who live in th-
dcuntry come to realize that it is
necessary for their own protection tr
cry, and they have secured for them- secure safe water and mire milk.
selves, among other things, safe war Waaler and milk should be used
ter and safe milk supplies. ,freely by everyone, but in giving
Rhubarb Pudding With Butter -Scotch
• Sauce
Make a batter of 1 pint of flour, 1
teaspoonful of baiting powder, tea-
spoonful of salt, 1-2 cupful of sugar,
1 tablespoonful •cf melted shortening
1 egg anti sufficient milk to make a
smooth mixture. Chop up enough
rhubarb to fill a baking -dish and mix
well with as much sugar as it will
hold. Pour the batter .over this and
bake. Serve with the following
sauce: boil 1 cup of brown sugar
with 1-2 -up of milk and 1 tablespoon
ful of butter until thick. If too
thick, add, a little milk or cream nod
serve hot.
' "Get out into the country" is ad-
vice that is frequently given to city
dwellers who are not enjoying good
'health. There is a popular idea that
health is to be found in country air
and country food.
Those who live in the country are
- generally of the opinion that they
are living under healthier condition
'then those who snake their homes in
'•the larger centres of population.
The facts of the case are found to
be the reverse of the popular idea.
The explanation for this is to be
found in the measures the cities and
' towns have taken to protect thcit
residents against disease. They havr
taken advantage of each new discov-
cnnr
Rhubarb Meringue
Cut into inch strips 1 lb. of rhu-
barb and stew it with e. oz. of sugar;
strain the juice off and rub the fruit
through a sieve. Cook the juice
down until there is 1 gill left and
mix it with the fruit puree, adding
the yolks of 4 eggs and the grated
peel of 1 lemon. Bake the mixture
one hour. Beat the whites of 4 eggs
to a froth, add 4 tablespoonfuls of
sugar. Pour over the pudding, brown
quickly and lightly. Serve cold.
CROWNING: THE FEAST!
"Why. bother with all that fuss?"
remarked the practical -minded by"
standee' as I decked a steaming -hot
middle -cut of boiled salmon with
parsley and paprikaed lemon -slices,
"Hyacinths with bread," I replied
"Don't you revel in the color-sym-
phony—orange-pink cf the fish, tones
of yellow repeated in the lemon, ac-
cented with paprika grace -notes, fin-
ished with a combining chord in the
parsley's fresh green?" and I sur-
veyed my finished platter -piece
with an ecstasy akin to that of • an
artist pleased with a completed mass
terpiece.
A few minutes later, when taken
to task for troubling to imprint or
each butter -pat a three -leafed clover
design so inevitably to be ruined
forthwith, I simply smiled, remark-
ing that the notice of the tiny picture
amply repaid the small pains I had
taken. For even on the face of the
practical one I had noted an expres-
sion of pleasure as the butter -knife
broke the low -relief pattern.
But in that contemplative mood
induced by the mechanical process of
"washing-up" after the informal fano
sty
dinner, I "fleeted the time" by
considering the subject of decoration
as applied to such homely matter; as
the daily rite of serving dinner. And
as a golden text for my ponderings
came the words of the seventeenth -
century poet, Vaughan. "Our bodies
but forerun the spirit's duty." What.
indeed, are the attempts to make of
common needs such as the partaking
of food something more than per-
functory occasions, but a kind of
grace given to the Giver of all good
and necessary gifts? These little
evidences cf man's joy in God's work
cannot fail to increase the sum total
of human happiness.
The feast that is crowned through it
be a simple meal of bread for food
and milk for drink, casts its aura of
e'aicty and serenity around the board
its diffusing light reflected in shin-
ing eyes full of love and the inward-
ly -felt satisfaction of life richly and
wermly lived.
—Rachel Day in The New Outlook.
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Rhubarb Sherbet
This is a very unusual dessert and
easily made. Stew 1 lb. rhubarb
with 1 cup of sugar until tender.
Press through a sieve then add an-
other cup of sugar. Now add the
juice of 2 lemons and 6 oranges
Soak 2 tablespoonfuls 'of gelatin in
a cup of. cold water and then pour
over it 1 cup of boiling water. When
thoroughly dissolved mix with the
fruit juices. If it seems tee tart, add
more sugar. Now freeze. When
partly frozen fold in the stiffly beat-
en whites of 3 eggs and the juke
from a can of fruit; cherries, prefer-
ably, but any kind will do.
Milk or water may become con-.
''laminated with disease germs and wi
spread disease. It makes no differ-
ence whether such contaminated mill,
or water is usedin the city or iii
the country; it will cause disease
just'as readily in one place as in the
-other.
In order to prevent disease, eitier
do, as a rule, require that their milk,
which comes from farms in the
country, be pastuerized to make it
• safe. If the unpasteurized mills is
not safe for use in •the city, it is e- • letter. '
such advice, it is presumed tha'
the water. and milk are safe. Ob-
viously no one would reconmrni
their use unless sure of their purity
Because they s houlcl be used, it iS
essential that a safe supply be al-
ways available. There is no reason
why every country home' should not
have safe water and safe milk. FINISH ONE—TWO
Questions concerning Health, ad- dressed to the Canadian Medical As. J Capture cups for England! For the first time in the history of the
seciation, 184 College Street, moron- tournament the. American women's squash racquets title 'goes do Eng -
to will he answered personally by land, Here are the finalists, Miss Noel and Cicely Fenwick, who fin-
ished one-two.
Rhubarb Cream Pie
Put into a saucepan and nix thor-
oughly the foll.cwing ingredients: 1
f sn ar and 2 heaping table-
spoonfuls of flour and the yolin. of 2
eggs beaten light. Now take 1 cup-
ful of chopped rhubarb and pots'
boiling water 'over it and let it stand
15 minutes; then mix the two cotm-
binations. Pour into an unbaked pie
crust and bake without a top cruse,
THIS MODEST CORNER IS DEDICATED
TO THE POETS
Here They Will Sing You Their Songs—Sometimes
Gay, Sometimes Sad— But Always Helpful
and Ins piring-
THE GRATEFUL HEART
Some murmur if their sky is clear
And wholly bright to view,
If one email speck of dark appear
In that great heaven 'of blue.
And some with thankful love are
filled
If but one streak of light,
One ray of God's good mercy, gild
The darkness of their night.
C. Trench.
"CARRYING ICE TO CHURCHILL"
Montreal, March 25.—The expres-
sion "carrying coals to Newcastle"
ha; fcunit a .counterpart in Canada
in "carrying ice to Churchill," ac-
cording to the Canadian National
Railways, which has conveyed train-
loads of ice to that port over the
snow-covered line of the Hudson Bay
Railway. The ice is being placed in
large blocks in insulated buildings
e"cl will be used in summer in the
dining cats of trains to Churchill and
at points on the line. Ice cut on
inland lakes has been carried to
Churchill because it was found more
econcmieal to do so than to send men
to the part to cut ice blocks there.
Club Bore: "Is the seat next to you
re'erved?"
Member: "Yes. In fact, I am hap-
py to say it hasn't said a word since
I've been 'here."—The Christian Bei.
once Monitor.
IN SQUASH FINALS
PATCHWORK
Our days are like a patchwork quilt,
With moods •of every hue:
Some gaily shot with rose and gold,
And some of faded blue.
Here perhaps a wisp of red,
And there a patch of grey;
A little sprig of silver white
That marks a wedding clay.
Our days are like a patchwork quilt
We fashion hour by hour:
And underneath our busy hands
We see our lives aflower.
And whether it be dim or gay,
The colors clash or blend,
We cannot tell until we sew
The last patch at the end. Anon.
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MY DESIRE
To climb life's hill,
Tho' rugged be the path.
Nor let my eyes drift to an easier
way;
To keep my vision clear,
My sight undimmed;
To see when fallen weak ones need
my help,
And in His strength, quick to their
help to fly.
To keep my own deep heartaches
out of sight,
Remembering others tread the Dol -
mesa, too;
To constant look to Him for cour-
age strong;
To preaech the gospel message use
fraid,
That gospel which alone can right
All human wrong,
And make this sin -dwarfed earth
As Eden first was made.
—IL. H. 0. Aikenheacl.
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LAMP LIGHTING
All the sombre city streets
Don necklaces for night,
Every lean skyscraper is
A honeycomb of light;
Down the roads the lamps of ears
Like giant 'fireflies flit;
In each lone farm dwelling -place
Some lamp of welcome's lit.
Far in the blue upper dusk
All heaven's lamps have birth
To shine in silent comradeship
With little stars of earth.
—Molly Bevan.
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hers, I know,
Strike laughter front another's lips."
Then oh, then oh,
I think through all the shining
ranks an eager stir
Will be each angel making room for
' me by her.—Anne: Sutherland.
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DAILY LIVING
I only need such few things,
Lord:
Clean water, air and daily bread,
Plain garments and a sheltering roof
Above my head;
And work tie do that I may keep
Thy gift of deep, refreshing sleep.
I can not pray for more than this;
0 day of simple, quiet things,
Not the .bewilderment of dawn
So often brings.
Not more possessions, Lord, I pray
But calm and simplify my day.
—Grace Noll Crowell.
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SILVER POPLARS
Life's an everlasting effort
To shun duty or to shirk.
Even health is now determined
By knowledge, food, and what to
do.
Life is mostly what we make it.
Friend, what is your life to you?
--Anon.
God wrote His loveliest poen on the
day
He made the first tall silver poplar
tree,
And set it high upon a pale -gold 'hill
For all the new enchanted earth to
see.
I think that beauty must have made
Him glad,
And that IIe smiled at it—and lov-
ed it so—
Then turned in sudden sheer delight,
and made
A dozen silver poplars in a row.
SILVER
Fishing is life for towns along the
sea;
The value cf a season may be weigh-
ed
In the new sheds and fences that are
made
And winters passed in full security
In a slack year all the community
Stiffen: to failure; and bills go un-
paid, •
The men ship to the Indies, and, dis-
mayed,
The women wait on mutability.
Here in the old smoke -houses on thr
shore,
In lines of rose and silver, the fish
swing
Above the fires smouldering from
the floor,
Their dripping brightness slowly
tarnishing:
They do not look like any treasure
store,
Yet they shall keep a people until
spring.—Elizabeth Coatsworth.
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REVERIE
Life has been so full of lovely things!
Dawns and sunsets drenched in
mellow gold,
Hill -mist in the blue October wea-
ther,
And all the mystery a road may
hold:
Fireplaces full of dreams and visions
Slim red candles in the grey twi-
light,
i cups old sugar -bowls. and and
saucers,
And silver spoons all shiny with
delight;
Words that lilt and lure with hidden
magic—
Gypsy—Oriental—happiness—
And twilights when the little winds
of evening
Brush by my face with tenderest
caress.
Mist green and white against a tur-
quoise sky,
A -shimmer and a -shine it stood at
noon;
A misty silver loveliness at night,
Breathless beneath the first small
wistful moon.
And then God took the music cf the
winds
And set each leaf a -flutter and
a-thrill—
Today I read His poem word by word
Among the silver poplars on the
hill.—Grace Noll Crowell.
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Life has been so full of lovely things
I wonder will my wild heart al-
ways thrill
To soft rain singing through the
mist of April,
And groping valley pines so strong
and still.
Frail clouds like straying wings of
homing angels;
Smooth purple silk and white em-
broidery;
Old laughter like the flame of some
lost fancy -
0 Life. you have been wonderful
to me!
And clown deep in my beauty -seeking
spirit
A little note of gladness always
sings,
For all my days are jewels of rarest
treasure,
And Life has been so full of lovely
things!
—Mille Anne, in The Globe.
AS YOU MAKE IT
Tc the preacher. life's a sermon,
To the joker, it's a jest;
To the miser, life is money,
To the loafer, life is rest;
To the lawyer, life's a trial,
To the poet, life's a song;
To the doctor. life's a patient
Who needs treatment right along.
To the soldier. life's a battle;
To the teacher, life's a school;
Life's a good thing to the grafter,
It's a failure tc the fool,
To the man upon the engine
Life's a long and heavy grade;
It's a gamble to the gambler;
To the merchant, life's a trade.
Life is but one long vacation
To the man who loves to work;
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THEY ALL ADVERTISE
A hen is not supposed to have
Much common sense or tact,
Yet every time she lays an egg
She cackles forth the fact.
A rooster hasn't got a lot
Of intellect to show,
But none the less most roosters have
Enough good sense to crow.
The mule, the most despised of
beasts,
Has a persistent way
Of letting folks know he's around
By his insistent bray.
The busy little bees they buzz
Bulls bellow and cows moo,
The watch dog barks, the ganders
quack,
And cloves and pigeons coo.
The peacock spreads his tail and
squawks,
Pigs squeal and robins sing,
And even serpents know enough
To hiss befire they sting.
But man. the greatest masterpiece
That nature could devise,
Will often stop and hesitate
Before he'll advertise. -Anon.
The advertisements are printed for
your convenience. They inform and
save your time, energy and money.
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WISTFUL
I want but three things said of me at
Heaven's door,
Three meek and lowly things — and
net a tribute snore,
I wish that some bright angel stand-
ing near may say:
"She looked around for loveliness
along the way."
I want some little earnest angel -boy
to tell: ' •
"Master, she noticed little things and
loved them well."
And then I wish the greyest grey old I'
angel, there
May steak and lay 'her wrinkled
hand upon my hair:
"Not once did any word or deed of
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