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WINGS PARADE
There's more to Wings Parade than
this:
Young men with solemn bearing,
A band, salutes the officers,
New wings the boys are weaving,
• And families who clap and smile
Although their hearts :are aching
'To visualize the road ahead,
The links that will be breaking.
Behind each earnest graduate
' An unseen company stands,
The boys in grimy overalls ,
With skillful, greasy hands,
"Forgotten lads, who labor long
In hangars vast and cheerless,
" That pilot taking. planes Slott
May do so calm and fearless.
I saw then. after Wings Parade
And silently my tribute paid.
Clara Bernhardt
Preston, Ont.
GOEBBELS AND THE GREMLINS
By Grace Pollard
The news across the air -waves in that
cultured English voice
(Yes definitely Oxfoiel!) made Herr
Goebbels' heart rejoice; As it earnestly seeks for truth.
For it told in solemn accents of tl.el
ltt al
I love the courage of youth to -day
wood,
But none so beautiful appears,
This is the house of Marriage that has
•stood
For fifty golden years.
—Anne Campbell.
AMBITION
Can't you spare a nod of greeting,
Pass the time of day in meeting,
Swap a joke or laugh a little when
a. neighbor drifts along?
Is the dollar so enticing,
Is success so all -sufficing,
That you can't devote a second to a
brother in the throng?
Do you know your destination?
It's a quiet little station
Where ambition never troubles
and the dollar jingles not.
Where there is no,bootless, striving,
Sordid scheming or contriving,
And the richest man's possession
is a grassy little plot. from birth and was not able to go to
YOUTH great
Consequently she became a
great part of my life. .After a few
I'm in love with the zest of modern days of severe illness God called her
youth, home. As she was carried from our
With its jaunty air, home I prayed that God would. take
Its spirit of dare, me too. However I was left and
many a lonely hour I put in and often
I wished her back. It did just seem
that I'could not get on without her,
One day while I was having a nap I
seemed to be transported to the gate
of the Heavenly Realm. As I stood
looking at the beauties of Eternity
a group of children came playing' by
among then. was Jean and great joy
I called to her to come to me. Her
face which was radiant at once lost
its brightness as she left the others
and came to one saying. "OL, mother,
why did you eall me back?"
Although I was very lonely for
her yet never did I wish l.er back
again. In God's good time we will
go to bet. I realized that it was a.
sin to grieve over one whom God
had called into a home which was so
much better than this."
had' gone out farther than we intend-
ed to and the water' was deep. Harry
,,vas drowned.
I will never forget the day of his
funeral. I stood - beside his little
casket and wished I could go to, since
I have got older I have been so thank
ful that God did not heed my cry.
Who would have looked after Mother
and Dad if, I too had gone. We have
had many long happy years together
and when our time comes we will go
on to join Barry,"
IMrs. D.—When ,I was about nine-
teen years of age I was in a railway
accident. Many were killed but I
was taken to -the hospital where the
Xray plates showed that I had a very
badly injured •back. The Doctors
thought I would never walk again.
For three years I. lay on my back.
Many, many nights `ere I 'went to
sleep I prayed that God would
take me ,before the d'a(tm of the.morn-
ing
�.: At times it is still hard for me to
getaround but am so glad that God
spared me. " In the /finished tapestry
the' dark threads are as needful as
those of brighter hues so it is in my
life,' Had I not .been laid aside I
would never have enjoyed the wonder-
ful fellowship of my Saviour. I thank
Him Every day for 'what seemed to
'tie the dark days of 'my life ."•
Mrs. E.As you know we have
THELAND BEYOND
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"D -id you ever wish you were be-'
yond the trials and troubles of this
world?" said M1s. X to a group
of ladies who sat knitting and talking
in the home of a friend.,
.A. far away look came into their
eyes. As' they had known one another
for many years one said, "How' would
it be if we made a auestionaire of
that? All being agreeable Mrs. A.
began. '
"Yes, I have, The time our house
and barn were burned Mrs. B. kind
ly took uss all into her home. My
husband went over early to our lot
and after breakfast I too started out
to look at what remained of our home.
I had gone there a bride and as 1
looked at what had been our cherish-
ed possessions I wished that•my fut-
ure here was ended. John walked up
beside one and put his arm around
the and said, "Mary, this has been a
great trial and we will remember it
for many a long day, but as we think
of it let us be so thankful that in
spite of the speed of the fire we were
able to get all the children out. It
looks bad enough now, but how much
worse it would have been if we had
to stand beside the charred remains
of one or perhaps all of our four
darlings as so many parents have
had to do. God has been merciful to
us. ' Let us put this grief to one side
and go on into the future hand in
hand, We have each other and our
little family. After all these were
only earthly possessions.
"I will never forget how ashamed
I was as I asked God's forgiveness."s
Mrs. B,—As you know many. year
ago we Iost our only child, a daught-
er of ten. She had been delicate
aeseseapce
Of those very naughty Gremlins, and As, facing its tasks
the trouble that they made With .boldness it asks
For a huge four -motored bomber, late For its share of the dragons to slay.
returning from a tour I'm in love with the `, youth of fire
° That had left a deep impression on and flame;;
the Rhineland and the Ruhr. The set of its chin, '
There he sat, glued to the earphones, The spirit of win,
eyes near .popping from his head, As it gives all it has in the game.
And he heard this talk of Gremlins,
and of all; their doings dread!. _ God, give to this wonderful youth, I
(As related to Intelligence, the coin- pray,
mentator said, The spirit of right-
By the pilot of a Hampdon who had The strength of Thy night,
kept him from his bed!) To meet the demands of its day.
They had bitten' the control wires; T. Watt, in Advance,
they had jammed the guns -all but; —
' They had drunk up most the petrol; PRAYER _
put the ailerons on' the flut;
"They had Whispered: "Why you fat- Bless this task I undertake
• head, yeeeale flying upside :down!" Gladly for my children's sake,
Mid when he turned and did so,— Bless these hands inured to work;
laughed theengines fit to drown! Bless this heart that must not shirk.
They went •sliding down the radio Turn Thy gaze, dear Lord on me,
beam when he came in to land, When bewildered I seely Thee.
And by rolling up the runway, made Take my hand, and help me rise
him overshoot the strand! To the Ievel of Thine eyes.
And Herr Goebbles listened carefully, Bless this house, a monument
• then laughed with fiendish glee; To the long years we have spent,
Ile removed his quivering earphones, weaving patiently in this,
and he shouted joyfully All our dreams' of wedded bliss.
"Achtung! From Deatschlandsender Help us, Lord, to keep the dream
we the great news proclaim Shitting still upon 'Life's stream,
Of der Fuehrer's ' secret weapon— Finding underneath Thy gaze
and DEIN GRF?MLIN iseits name!"Glory in our common ways.
....� Anne Campbell.
GOLDEN WEDDING DAY ~�
BLUE JAYS IN THE SNOW
A levier thing I do not know,
Than blue jays flying in the snow.
Junco with oyur ashen breast,
Nutthatch, with your steely crest,
Little friendly chickadees
Crying in the cedar treesr
Crows that never seemed so black
As upon a winter track;
Did you see them going by
Like small bits of the blue sky,
Hidden ' now behind something
Dusky grey like a bird's wing?
Now my faith is strong again
In dogwood and in cyclamen,
And I believe in iris now
And flowers on the apple bough,
And' under the great drifts of snow
-
Imam- see the pale arbutus grow.
Although' the wind is loud and cold
And all tb'e trees look hark and old.
._Louise Driscoll.
•
•
This. is the House of Marriage that
has stood
For fifty golden years.
Fashioned of troubles . times and,
roofed with goody'
Washed witha'million tears.
The rafters of this house reach' to the
sit,,:
The cool bare floors are worn
By the glad feet of children,
Faith burned high,
Pion that beginning morn.
Wltea you began to build this golden
house.
Now hear the rafters ring!.
It is grandchildren's voices that
arouse
Old hearts and make them sing.
I.' ] h v be ri b alt of rarest
• a
Miss C. —"I can look, back to my
quite young days. 'My brother Harry
who was just two years my junior
and I were playing on a raft on a
pond. Spine way he slipped off. We
been passing through deep sorrow.
Our only boy was• called home some
months ago. The . agonywe went
through only God knows. Many times
his father, sister and I would have
gladly lain aII aside. Just recently
the son of two of our dear friends got
into bad company and to -day he is
serving a term behind prison bars.
Yesterday I went ,over to see his
Mother. During the conversation
she said. "How much easier it would
have been for us if our dear boy had
been taken like your son. 1 want to
be here to help Reggie when he comes
back, otherwise I could wish the Lord'
would take me. •
I went home and talked it over
with my husband and we knelt down
and thanked God that He took Frank
before he broke our hearts in some
other way. We will never again wish
to go before our time."
Mrs: •F.- Instead of telling any
experiences of my own I am going to
give you this story I read recently.
A woman had been sorely affected
by the loss of her husband and both
parents. In her grief she cried for
God to take her. She gave up all
work for Christ and just went about
mourning. One night she dreamed
that she had gone to Heaven. Over-
joyed she saw her husband and, ran
to hint expecting a happy welcome.
With surprise and disappointment
he said. "How did you come here?
They did not say that you were to be
sent for to -day; I did not expect you
yet.". With a sad cry she went
on and sought her parents. She long-
ed for the tender love which she was
sure they would-'' glue her, but in-
stead there were jest the same sur-
prised questions. Then she cried. "I'll
go to my Saviour He will welcome
n.e if no one else does, "When she
found Him although there was infin-
ite love in His eyes there was sorrow
in His voice as He said, "Child, Child,
who is doing your work down there?"
What a wonderful lesson can be
learned from that story. That wom-
an at last realized as she should that
her mansion was not ready for her.
She had no right to be there. She had
left her duty here before her work
was finished.
Should the thought ever come up
into our minds that we are tired of
everything may we realize that Gad
will call us when our hone above is
prepared for us. Until that time it
should be a pleasure forr us to carry
on here gathering together the mat-
erial which is required, fo. bur man-
sion'in that eternal land where Christ
reigns supreme. '
"Before me is a future all unknown,
• A path untrod;
Beside me is a Friend well lovedand
known,
That Friend is God.
Before me -lies a new and untried
way
Midst shadows dint;
Beside me is my "guide, and day . by
day,
I walk with Hint."
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THE MIXING BOWL
By ANNE ALLAN ' ..,.
Hydro Hem* Economist
VALENTINE BUFFET LUNCH
Hello Homemakers! St. Valentine
drops his arrow on Sunday this year
-a home day for the most of us and
week -end leave for' many in uniform.
Don't forget that home is a treasur-
ed place to '.those on active service
and those from distant places are
eager to learn whether we do things
like their folks,' So do invite them to
your home if you can,
How about an afternoon buffet
luncheon? For late risers—and that's
most of us --it's` easier. Planned
beforehand, it will not take long to
propane and there will be more time
for visiting. The family, too, :will
like some Valentine Day atmosphere,
So with hearts for shape and red
for colour, see how you can contrive
a festive effect without expense. At
one end of. the table stack the plates,
arranging e silver in rows on each
side of them; put your tray of cups,
and saucers at the .other end, Food
for the main course is placed near
the plates, and the dessert near the
dessert dishes at one side; on the
other side, butter -crisp rolls or Vita-
min B bread. When it's time for
food --everyone gaily helps himself.
You'll wind up by saying, "Well, it
was a Valentine party, wasn't, it?"
TAKE A TIP:
1. The appetizer will be tomato
juice with a squeeze of lemon juice
in it and just for to -day serve a few
canapes with each glass (spreadd
crackers with pimento cheese and pic-
kled onion slices)
2. Glorify the main course—kidney
beans casserole with a bowl of crisp
greens . toglsed toglether with tart
dressing. A' new idea is to make up
a corsage for each guest Using small
lace doily, stick in match thin pieces
of carrot, buds of radishes, floret of
cauliflower, slivers of turnip and
sprigs of parsley on a plate or wood-
en tray.
3. The desert theme is cherry tarts
using spice pastry for the occasion.
Or pink and white marble cake served
with cherry flavored jelly.
4. Your home" canned fruit juices
may be eked out with charged water
to 'substitute for a rationed beverage,
RECIPES'
Marble Cake
2 cups all-purpose flour, 2/ tsps.
baking powder, 1/ tsp. salt 1/2 cup
shortening, ?/s cup sugar, 1/a . cup corn
syrup, 2 eggs, 1/1 cup milk, 2 tsps.
red coloring, 1/2 tsp lemon extract.
Sift flour, measure; add baking
powder and salt; sift again. Cream
shortening, add sugar gradually,
beat until light and fluffy; add flav-
ouring. Add syrup gradually and
mix thoroughly; blend in well -beaten
yolks. Add dry ingredients alter-
nately with milk and flavouring, beat-
ing after each addition, Fold in stif-
fly beaten whites); divide batter; add
red coloring to one part. Put batter
in greased pan by spoonfuls. Bake
in electric oven at 360 deg. for 40
minutes.
HOME -MAKER
0' give me a patch
Of broken down earth
Where,I can plant seeds
And wait for the birth
01, flowers and fruits,
And my' pleasure take . . ,
Give me the land
And a garden I'll make.
0, give pie afire
To warm me, and all
On whop, its red, heartsome
-Gleamings may fall;
A dog on the rug stretched,
Two armchairs beside , .
Give me a fire,
And I'll make a hearthside.
0, give me a house
Where shelter I'll find,
Safe from the wintry
Storm and wind;
Where the door stands ajar
To all friends that come,
Give me a house,
And I'll make it a Home.
Dorothy Whitton
V
ATTAINMENT
Use all your hidden forces. Do not
miss
The purpose of this life, and, do not
wait
For circumstance to mould or change
your fate.
In your own self lies destiny. Let
this
Vast truth east out all fear, oll prec-
judice
All hestitation know that you are
great.
Cheat with divinity. So dominate
Environment, and enter into bliss
Love largely and mate nothing. Hold
no aim
That does not chord with universal
good.
Hear what the voices of the silence
say:
All the joys are yours if you, put
Victory Frosting
1 egg white, 1- 2 cup corn syrup, 2
tbs. sugar, 1-4 tsp. cream of tartar,
1-8 tsp. salt, 1 1-2 taps vanilla.
Combine egg white, corn syrup, su-
gar cream of tartar and salt in top
part of double boiler. Mix thoroughly.
Place over rapidly boiling water and
beat constantly until mixture holds
a peak (about 7 minutes). Remove
from heat: beat until cool and thick
enough to spread'. Makes enough fros-
ting tfotro anpd cmfwypuultscnr3l
ting for top and filling of two 8 inch
layers. .
Apple Cup Salad.
Core the apples, Scoop out pulp
to make apple carps. Fail a bowl_
with cold water and as each apple
cup is spade put the Cup in the water.
Dice enough celery to equal one-half
apple pulp with 1' cup cottage cheese
or cream cheese. Blend with salad
dressing. Dry apple cups and' fill with
mixture. Sarva on crisp •bends of
lettuce.
THE QUESTION' BOX
Mars, G :G. asks: "It it possible to
snake butter spread with only whole
milk instead of evaporated milk?"
Answer: 'Yes, soften the 1 lb but-
ter and gradually beat in 1 pint of
milk 1-8 tsp, salt. It will take long-
er to beat.
Mrs. M. M. asks: "What can you
do with 'rubbery beets?"
Answer: Soak in cold water over
night, Shred ona grater and cook
in enough water merely to cover.
Anne Allan invites you to write to
her % Olinton News -Record.. Send in
your questions on •homemaking pro-
blems and watch this, column for re-
plies.
FLIGHT-LIEUT. CASEY
COMING ROME FROM ENGLAND
News spread quickly about town''
Fridaywhen, word was received .by.
Mr. and Mrs. William Casey that
their son, Flight- Lieutenant George
Casey, D. F. C., would return to Can-
ada. No details were available but
there will be a great welcome await-
ing him when he returns to his home
town, — Mitchell Advocate.
forth your claim.
Once let the spiritual laws be under-
stood,
Material things must answer and
obey.
—Elia :Wheeler Wilcox
A NEW ENGLANDER
,, AND HIS WEA.THI
oy Louise Owen
New Englanders refused to be cajoled
They know the whim's of warmth, the
ways of cold.
They take what comes, with sensible
restraint. "
Weather to try the patience of a saint
Frost in July, a not -unknown vagary;
Flowers that bloomin fickle Febru-
ary;
Blizzards in drifts above the mud of
spring;
And Summery days' that some Nov-
embers bring.
They take what comes—as they have
always done—
Forbear with freezing, .and accept
the sun.
But time has taught them wariness.
They know ''
They can't be sure of lovely-Chriat-
mas snow.
Or thaws in time for gardens to be —
planted;
Treacherous weather's all they'll take
for .granted.
So, when it's stormy, blustery, chill
or gray,
"We're in for a week or so of this,"
they say.
But when it's warm and sweet and
bright and gentle
Enough to make the granite senti-
mental—
They say, without resentment, with-
out sorrow.
"H'm'm, this will break tomorrow."
V
No man can be provident of his
time, who is not prudent in the choice,
of his company.—Jeremy Taylor.
eSNAPSNOT GUILD
PHOTOGRAPHIC CONSERVATION
This is the time for photographic conservation. Don't waste film; handle
your photographic equipment with care.
.rHIS is a time for conservation of
J. flim, camerae, and all of the other
equipment of photography. But the
thought of conservation is still so
new to photographers that many
people are asking,—"What can I do?"
Well, there are a number of things,
but by far the most important are
to make the wisest possible use of
film and materials, and take the
very best care of present equipment.
In picture taking, of course, you'll,
have. to judge for yourself where
waste begins and conservation sets
in. One ofthe first rules, however,
might be -don't shoot promiscuous-
ly,. But, as far as equipment of any
sort is concerned, the rules for keep.
ing it in good shape can be stated
in one short sentence. That is: keep
equipment clean, and handle it with
all due care.
Cleanliness is important because
dust is the primary . enemy of all
good photography. For example,
dust may settle on film during de-
velopment and leave "pinholes" and,
little spots. Beware- of dust iu your
darkroom, on your camera lens, in
the camera bellows,"' in your en-
larger or printer. Usually it's suffi
cient to clean your equipment each
time before using it, but many pro-
fessional photographers find that
cleaning after use is also beneficial,.
Do it any way you wish, but what-
ever you do make cleanliness er•
habit first, last, and always.
In addition,•try fo.be reasonable
when it comes to handling your
equipment. For example, don't allow
lour camera to be exposed for a
long period to either heat, cold, or
excessive,. moisture. When- not in
use equipment should be kept in its
case to protect it. from 'accidental
hard knocks. Finally, all equipment
should be treated gently—never try
to force anything. If you can't get
your camera to operate properly,
take it to a reliable repair man.
Don't try to fix it yourself.
Photographic conservation, you'll
find, isn't difficult. It's principally a
matter of good common sense, and
if we all apply a little of that we`ll
be doing our part toward carrying
photography through this war period..
8 John van Guilder