The Clinton News Record, 1933-06-08, Page 7•
..do.
It is healthful to have a hobby.
For the indoor worker, it is prefer.
able that his nobby take him out of
.doors. The man or woman who sits
sap, day 'should hare a hobby that
calls for muscular activity. In these
.desirable ways, fresh air, sunshine
THURS., JUNE 8, 1933
Health, Cooking
Care of Children
1 PAGE
TIME CLINTON ,NEWS -RECORD
OF INTEREST
Edited By Lebam Hakeber Kralc
Yaw
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A Column Prepared Especially for Women—
But Not Forbidden to Men
Could we oursels' behold
As i.thers do, perchance,
We wud 'na gi' oursels.
A second glance.
"Use the same courtesy on the
road that you do at home,' someone
aemarked recently in advising mot-
orists, and a cynic adds: "More than
that is needed."
Perhaps he 'was right, too. Cour-
tesy does not always prevail in the
'homes and amongst those of the
sante family circle. Bride Broder,
that gently -wise, many-sided editor of
the women's department of The Mail
add Empire recently said:
"Of Iate years even in some
'of our expensive private schools
the teaching of good manners
bas been neglected—the excuse
given is that good manners
should be taught at home. With
this we heartilyagree, but when
good manners are not taught at
hone then the deficiency must
be supplied by the school. For
good manners are an absolute
essential in every walk of life.
The well-mannered person will
never be guilty of certain things,
certain breeches of the law of
kindness, for instance.' The child
who is taught to be oblivious of
all defects will neveir stare at a
cripple, will never, apparently,
be conscious of any little awk-
wardness. will never look on, cur-
iously at any form of misery, or
even of discomfiture, They used
to be careful about these things
with children in the Iong ago.
We were taught that we must
never look over the shoulder of
anyone writing a letter. If we
were given a note to post we
must not examine the address.
These may seem counsels of per-
fection, but they mean that in
later life the child so taught will
have a delicacy of feeling that
is no whit less necessary than
1
honest religion and decent •mor-
ais."
And who can gainsay it? Anoth-
er woman writer, Dorothy Dix, had
the following to say in answer to a
correspondent who was rather afraid
to marry because so many marriages
turned out badly. I do not always
agree with Dorothy, but this looks
so reasonable that it would seem bard
to disagree with it:
"Love would never die if hus-
bands and wives took hall' the
pains and trouble to keep it Alive
that they bestow upon the rub-
ber plant in the dining room.
Tho dove of peace would take up
its perpetual abode in every
hone if only it was coaxed into
staying and made a household
pet instead 'of being shooed out
of the window. The arts and
wiles by which a woman catches
a plan will hold him to his gold-
en wedding day. The jollying
that a woman fell for before mar-
riage still gets in its great and
perfect work until she is 90.
A little self-control, a little di-
plomacy, a little good sports-
manship, a .little fair play will
make any marriage a success and
take 'marriage out of the gamb-
ling class and put it in the list
of gilt-edged investments. So
don't be afraid to try it."
Truly a little less love of self and
a little more consideration for oth-
ers; a little less desire to be always
in the right and put everyone else
in the wrong; a little more practice
of the Golden Rule in every walk
and every circumstance 'of life would
make this old world a very much
better place in which to live.
And, as we have pointed out 'en
more than one occasion, good man-
ners are a very great business asset.
A young man or young woman who
is pleasant -mannered Is much more
likely to succeed than an ill -man -
I can't Seivice
OF THE
6attabiatt fliatirat Artgarittion
and Life Insurance Companies in Canada. '
Edited by
GRANT FLEMING, M.D., Associate Secretary
WHY HOBBIES?
Most of us wish to do one or more
' things outside ,of the work which is
our daily task. These are the things
of which we should snake a hobby,
• because of the pleasure we derive in
• doing what we want to do, releasing
us from the routine to which we are
more or less committed for various
reasons.
A hobby gives pleasure and satis-
faction without any consideration of
financial gain. It should be widely
different from our regular occupa-
tion, and it should not be costly. A-
bove all. it should entail no compel=
'cion, as it should be a perfectly free
expression of a personal desire.
• People vary much in their personal
desires and .in their ,capacity for do-
ing 'things se 'there is the greatest
possible range 'of activities included
in the hdbblee which are selected.
One Aman collects stamps, another
.goes iri for photography, while still
-another finds his hobby at the car-
penter's bench or in raising flowers.
Whatever the hobby is, it is play; it
means doing what we really want to
and exercise are secured in an enjoy-
able manner, and, as a result, health
is improved.
The bobby provides a release from
the worries of the daily grind, and
furnishes a real and active interest.
Hobbies help us to overcome the dif-
fuculties of life, and make life more
worth while. Hobbies are education-
al because of the 'opportunity they
present for constructive efforts,
They provide a means of gaining
personal satisfaction through accom-
plishment, and, in every way, pros
mote mental health.
You cannot: snake yourself culti-
vate a hobby, but you should give
yourself a chance to ride a hobby.
Your hobby will be your own, and
if it provides an interest, if it gives
you pleasure and satisfaction, and if
It allows you to escape from business
and other worries, then it is a good
hobby' for you.
All we have said amounts to this—
we should have some play through-
out life, and one desirable form :of
play' is to be found in hobibes. Phy-
iieal and mental health benefit, life
is made mare pleasant, and all in all,
hobbies axe recommended for every-
one.
Questions conoerhing Health, ad.
dressed to the Canadian' Medical As.
sociation, 184 College Street„ Toren.
nered one, in the business worlr, as
well as in the social world.
O2a]ie
Some Seasonable Recipes and
Household hints
A delicious luncheon dish is made
of grilled tomatoes on toast slices,
covered with a thick cream sauce
flavored richly with cheese.
Fresh asparagus makes a delicious
salad when served with lightened
mayonnaise. Add two tablespoons of
whipped cream to the mayonnaise,
which should be tart.
With waistlines clearly defined it
is a good idea when mating a one-
piece dress with fitted hipline to use
washable belting on the inside,
stitching the frock to it where the
waist joins the skint. The whole
thing sets better and -holds its shape
much longer.
Sick folks need beauty in their
food. Paper doilies, colored trays,
inexpensive but new china and a sin-
gle flower vase are all helpful. Gela-
tine salads, desserts decorated with
a little fresh fruit and soups gar-
nished with parsley all help.
A thin half slice of grape fruit,
topped with a thin half slice of or-
ange, which in turn is topped by
one of lime, makes a pretty garnish
served at both ends and sides of the
fowl dish. 'Canned apricots filled
with shredded grape fruit are pretty
too. Enough of the latter should be
used to serve one apiece.
When serving eggs for a meal, in-
stead of having to scour each piece
of silver separately try putting
some soap and water In an aluminum
pot of hot water and standing all
silver in it while you wash the dish-
es. All stains will remove easily af-
terwards.
Artificial flowers, delicate party
handkerchiefs and other accessories
can be cleaned perfectly by putting
into a fruit jar, covering with non-
inflammable cleaning fluid, putting
the top on and shaking well this way
and that. Rinse the same way in
clean fluid.
Practically all fresh vegetables
can be reheated perfectly if care-
fully cooked in the first place. Cook
the minimum length of time to soft-
en, then drain and let stand to dry.
To reheat, put a little water in a
pan, when boiling put vegetables in
and let steam until heated through.
Season and one would think they
were just newly cooked. One can
prepare a Sunday dinner this way
and save work on Sunday.
Cooking authorities agree that for
salad making new potatoes are far
the best. In addition to their sweet
delicate flavour which make them so
appetizing, new potatoes are firm
and not too mealy, and for this rea-
son they can be cut into cubes with-
out danger of breaking down when
combined with other ingredients of
the salad. Potato salads are easy to
prepare, nutritious, economical and a
rich source of energy. It is good at
any time,
—.RE'BEKAE.
INTLMACY
One of the charms of an intimacy
between two persons of different
sexes is that the man loves the wo-
man for qualities he does not envy,
and the woman appreciates the man
kr qualities she dces not pretend to
possess.
Ii;EEPING THE FAIR LIGHT
(By Josephine 'Huddleston)
Keeping blond hair light is a con-
stant fight against nature. Usually
blond hair, having survived the per-
iod of childhood, doesn't begin to
darken until the early twenties. If
the turning is checked at this bine,
it won't be necessary to ever resort
to really bleaching out the hair, ex-
cept in unusual cases. However,
once the hair turns darker, the lem-
on shampoo will not avail much ex.
cept after long and continued use.
To make this shampoo add one bar
of finely shaved lemon soap and a
pinch' of borax to a pint of cold wet.
er. Set this over a slow fire and all
low it to simmer until the soap has
entirely dissolved. It is then ready
to remove. Strain and set aside to
coot and jell.
When the liguid jells it is ready for
use.
To the amount" of lemon shampoo
used for one shampoo, which is usu-
ally half the amount made by the a-
bove proportions, add the white of
one egg that lies been beaten until
it is stiff and will stand alone. Mix
the egg lightly 'through the lemon
jell and apply as you would any
hair soap.
When the hair has been thoroughly
cleansed, rinse it through seveval
clear water and finish off with the
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Household
Economics
the hair and allow it to dry on.
When this is dry the hair will be
soft and fluffy and filled with gold-
en lights that will be the envy off
your friends. Used once a week it
should keep the hail' the pure blond
color so desirable. If the hair Sas
already started to darken the sham.
Poe won't show very decided results
until after the fifth or sixth sham.
pole.
DONEGAL PIONEERS AT REST
(W. 1l'. Johnston)
I visited the old churchyard,
At Donegal so dear,
To see the graves of those:I loved,
And shed a silent tear.
'Tis nearly sixty years ago
Since first I saw the place,
But cherished memories are mine,
Which time cannot efface.
Yes, golden memories of men,
Deserving greatest praise;
They hewed their way to fortune
through
The woods of early days.
For then the land was covered with
'Great forests, dark and deep,
Of gaint trees to clear away
Ere harvest they could reap.
Their work was hard beyond the ken
Of those who live to -day,
With chopping, logging, splitting
rails,
From morn till close of day.
But they had cheer, those sturdy men
In shanties dear but plain,
For there the women whom they
loved
Contentedly did reign.
For hope supreme filled all their
breasts
For future days to bring
The fruitage of their labors great
While happily they sing.
In homemade cradles slept thein
babes
As well as those of kings,
To mothers sweet they were the best
They tugged at their heartstrings.
They labored from morn till night
With ne'er a thought of rest
To help their husbands, brave and
true,
To make a home so blest.
With wives Iike these, those stalwart
men
Worked on and never failed,
With iron wills and hopeful hearts
The hardest tasks assailed.
One thing was lacking in their lives,
No house of 'God was here
No gathering 'on Sunday morn,
No minister, to cheer.
Their hearts were longing for the
church
To lead their lives aright
And teach them on the Sabbath Day
The words of heavenly light.
But lo, there came along the trails
A godly man tvho preached,
With trembling hearts they listened
well,
Their inmost souls were reached.
The longing hearts of these brave
men
Respended to the tail,
And they were filled with happiness
As on their knees they fall,
Anti soon the house of God was built
God's acre set apart,
For well these early settlers knew
They had from friends to part.
Some little children dearly loved,
Found here a resting place,
While one by one the older folk
Learned they had death to face,
1-Iow neighbors loved in early days
The present ne'er will know,
The truest sympathy and love
For weeping ones didst flow.
For well they. knew the lonely hours
The mourning ones wgold spend,
On humble homesteads in the bush,
Without their dearest friend.
Thus as I sit with swimming eyes,
And contemplate each mound
Beneath which sleeps a loving friend
Their names are all around,
My heart is filled with gratitude,
That e'er such friends I knew,
The best oe men and women. they
Whose hearts were brave and true
Same day I hope to see again
In lands Elysian fair
Who made such an impress on my
youth,
When I was free from care.
I .charge you men of Donegal
Around this sacred spot,
That you will guard with jealous care
The graves of those' who're not,
'Till when the trump of God will call
From out this sunny slope,
The souls of those whose active lives
Were filled with heavenly hope.
lemon. rinee. This is made by adding There's something' in the adver-
to, will be answered personally by the, strained juice of two lemons to tisements today to interest you. Read
letter. half pint of cold water. Pour it over them.
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THIS MODEST CORNER IS DEDICATED
TO THE POETS
Here They Will Sing You Their Songs—Sometimes
Gay, Sometimes Sad— But Always Helpful
and Ins Airing•
TO TUNE'S FIRST ROSE
Were I an artist I could surely paint
In deathless colour all your win-
someness,_
Or, if a sculptor, make cool clay
suffice
Your frail elusive beauty to ex-
pre55.
But like a wanderer in sone tropic
glade
Striving to capture swift
iant birds,
Through adjectival jungles
The fleeting shapes of
you -worthy words.
--Molly Bevan.
O�1 eo
SPRING SONG
Let's start all over again
Now that it is spring
Just like New Year's when
Good resolve's the thing.
Now withered trees put out
Foliage fresh and fair
Downtrodden lawns now sprout
Brisk growth, and everywhere
There is a still and reaching
Up for betterment.
A' kind of Nature -preaching,
Persuasive argument.
Cone, try some fine big thing!
Let's wake up this Spring!
--,Ethel King.
HAPPINESS
The thread of happiness is spun
From three things woven into one.
The first winds ever through and
through
In homely strength --Something too
Do.
and rad -
I pursue
strange
The second gleams like stars above
A radiant thread—Something to
Love.
The third entwines them both in
power—.
Something to Hope For, hour by
hour.
Thus happiness, in each sure part,
Lies within reach of every heart,
—Priscilla Leonard.
O�u=y
'THORNS AND ROSES
A thorn had I that pierced my side—
A thorn whose hurt ran deep,
whose pain
Brought suffering to flesh and pride,
And made my days seem dark and
vain.
Yet when its hurt ran deepest, then
Amid the pressure of its woes,
Down in the hearts of fellow -men
I sought and truly found—the rose!
The rose of human sympathy,
The .rose of loving heed and care,
And now whatever thorns there be,
I know the roses, too, are there.
—John Kendrick Bangs. ,
A DEPRESSION CURE
A little less gloom, a little mere
cheer,
A Little more hope, a little less
fear.
A little more work, a little less play,
True kindness to others the whole
of each day.
A little less can't, a little more
can.
A little more God, a little less
man; view of til
A little snore a future
ahead. , the past, which And less of lies
buried and dead.
--F. L. B., St.
Marys.
Cee=11=C.
A WINDY HILL
IN DONEGAL
A hill there is in Donegal,
A hill steep and bare; •
A hill there is in Donegal,
And wee. cabins there.
And dreaming now of it, ochonb,,
I do be everywhere!
A steep bleak hill of moaning winds,
Where gulls wheel and cry
To thin dead grass and grievous rock
From 'out a wild wet sky;
And little joy my dreaming brings,
So changed, so changed am I.
For I have long left Donegal
And learnt me new ways,
And I would be forgetting all
Tltl pld bitter days—
All but the kind and patient hearts
Around the, peat fires' blaze,
But I know well it cannon bel • A
Peace will pass me by
If 1 do not be hearing soon
The' grey gulls ern
And walls again that windy hill
• Beneath a wild wet sky;
And walk again that windy hill •
With ghosts as wan as I.
Ernest II. A. Home.
ALL NATURE AT WORK
All nature seems at work. Slugs
leave their lair—
The' bees are stirring—bird are on
the wing—
And winter slumbering in the open
air,
Wears on his smiling face a dream
of spring!
And I the while, the sole unbusy
thing, •
Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build,
nor sing.
Yet well I ken the banks where ama-
ranths blow,
Have traced the fount whence
streams of nectar flow.
Bloom, 0 ye amaranths! bloom for
whom ye may,
For me ye bloom not! Glide, rich
streams away!
With lips unbrightened, wreathiess
brow, I stroll:
And would you learn the spells that
• drowse my soul?
Work without hope draws nectar in
a sieve,
And hope without an object cannot
live.
—Samuel Taylor Coleridge
"Poems."
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SONNET ON THE SEA
It keeps eternal whisperings around
Desolate shores, and with its
mighty swell
Gluts twice ten thousand caverns,
till the spell
Of Ifecate leaves them their old
shadowy sound.
Often 'tis in such gentle temper
found,
That scarcely will the very smallest
shell
Be mov'd for days whence it some-
tiine fell,
When last the wilds of heaven were
unbound,
Oh ,yel who have your eyeballs vex'd
and tir'd,
Feast them upon the wideness of
the sea:
Oh yet whose ears are dinn'd with
uproar rude,
Or fed too much with cloying melody
Sit ye near some old eavern's
mouth, and brood
Until ye start, as if the sea-nympths
guir'cl!
—John Keats, "Poems."
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POINT OF VIEW
The little villages Along the way
Are beads strung on a rustic rosary
We shrive our city souls in telling
them,
We tourists of the satin -ribbon roads
So swift' our eager wheels, we scarce-
ly know
Where one begins and where the oth-
er ends.
The shall and prim, white -painted
houses stare
In curiosity at us who pass
So quickly by --and we look at them,
Beneath their elms behind their
hollyhocks,
And set about with red geraniums—
These reared, one knows, in odd and
homely pots,
In windows that yearned southward
to the sun
Through long and white and lonely
winter months.
Where the little children gay
With their brooms of happy laughteg
Sweep the petty caves away,
Oh, that pathway holds more glad.
ness
Than this heart of mine can sing,
As my happy thoughts soar onward
And any captive soul takes wing,
Winging quickly on before me
To that little place I know
Where the rarest gems of heaven
Shed their brightness .here below.
And though I may think my efforts
Through theday have been in vain
And I've made a moss of living,
There my faith comes back again.
There dark gloom is chased with
laughter
Morbid thoughts are chased with glee
And I feel, well, mighty thankful
That my life belongs to me.
(Harold S. Wood.
SALUTING THE DAY
The morning is gray yet, but birds,
are awake,
The loons are all Iaughing out over
the lake,
And the gulls, slow wheeling, are
making shrill cries,
While killdeers sweep low beneath
the quiet skies.
Just listen! Oh hark to the trill of
that bird!
There he rocks on that twig looking
just too absurd,
And comical too—why a song spar-
row eh?
Singing hymns in the dawn—his own
roundelay.
There's flicker—1 love him --she's
saucy and gay,
What is he saying to greet this new
day?
Oh his voice is far sweeter in this
morning mist.
He is crooning softly, "keep tryst]
keep tryst!"
From the top of the oak , comes a
whistling chorus,
The blackbirds are holding choir
practice before us,
But, oh say—the flicker bas forgets
ten 'tis dawn,
So he's changed iris sweet voice and
put his yell on.
Right up in the vines there are twit-
tering sounds,
The English sparrows are singing in
rounds,
And they're a little out of tune, it
• seems.
But perhaps they're not yet awaken-
ed from dreams.
Our good friend the robin is up and
about,
He tugs on a worm and then sings
out:
"Wake up folks, wake up!" in the
challenging way,
So let's up, and hear the birds sale
uting the day!
--Poeohontas.
COUNTY NEWS
SEAFORTR: J. G. Mullen, mane,
ger of the Seaforth branch of the
Batik of Commerce, since,1916, retir-
ed at the end of May after 42 years
of service, having entered in 1891
and before coming to Senforth as
manager was 'here as teller for a
number of years. Mr. Mullen had al-
so been stationed in Greenwood, B.C.,
and Vancouver, B, C., and was in San
Francisco at the time of the big
earthquake in 1005. Since coming
to Seaforth, Mr. Mullen has been
active in church, sport and Masonic
circles. Ile is an elder and a mem.
her of the Managing Board of First
Presbyterian church and for many ,
years was a member of the choir e
that church. He is also president of
the Seaforth Golf and 'Country club •
and treasurer of MaIlock Chapter,
Mr. Mullen's successor here is Mr. J.
G. Mills, late of the Hamilton Road
branch of the bank in London.
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