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The Clinton News Record, 1936-04-09, Page 7TIIiRS., APP;IL 9, 1936 THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD PAGE 7 TEA 304 Ruillatinug of HU 't Column Prepared Especially for 'Women --- But Not' Forbidden to Men • AN EASTER MORN TE DEUM g through the fresh things �i. For yellow daffodils that burst to bloom; Their • • fluted golden bells, dispelling gloom, With floral message of the open tomb, We thank Thee, Lbrd. For 1]llies placed` on alters in Thy sight, As symbol ofour hidden spirit -light That soars aloft in visions of the night, We thank Thee, • • Lerch For that pure hope each Easter -morn supplies Of Peace, when, as fortold by prophet eyes, es, great Community of States shaII rise, We thank Thee, Lord. For tiny snowdrops pushin the earth - On Easter morn, -to herald birth • Of purity and truth ,and worth, We thank Thee, Lord. Christmas and Easter are the great holy -days of the year, and if any- thing Easter is the best, the most blessed. Christmas, ah, that blessed day on which the Christ -child cane to this dark, cold; hopeless woridi That surely is the day of days, and we do well to keep it in our hearts 'and in oar homes as it should be kept. But Easter, somehow, it carries a fulfilment ''which Christmas lacks. The life of our Lord upon earth had come to an end, in bitter disappoint- ment, it is true. That terrible Fri- day was the bitterest and the black- est ever lived through by the sons of hien. But that is past, and Eas- ter shown, bringing hope to replace bitter dispair; bringinga realization of all• the good things which Jesus had tried through a brief span of time to teach to his disciples. They had been dull and had not realized it when he was with them. But when he had 'risen, when }Ie had talked with them and had bidden them take up the work which he had left, their dull wits took•in the meaning of his life, his. death, his ressurrection, and what it. meant to them, to all,the world. •It was, and is, such a lor- ious thing that it is a wonder mortes man does not even yet stand in speechless awe before the miracle of it, and then go forth in burning zeal to tell to all the sons and daughters of men who do not know it, the story of Jesus Christ's life, death and re- sursection. It was a cold, dull, cruel world when Christ came to it nearly two thous- and years ago, and it is too cold and dull and dead today, after nearly two thousand years, when there is so much of selfishness and so little of the love which He came to teach. Surely the heart of tate Glorified Christ cannot but be saddened when Ire sees a world tore by sin and sel- fishness and His gentle lessons over- looked' and forgotten. If the world could but stop at this Eastertide and take stock of itself and decide to put into practise the Sermon on the Mount; if the nations would decide to make the Golden Rule the rule of life. If this could be brought about it would be the hap- ' pied Easter ever yet seen. —EMBEKATE The Canaclia ; •tired- i man By Ethel Chapman in The New Outlook. A well-known poem gives this view of the horizon of "the :farm wife":. "She never climbed a mountain, She never heard the .sea, Brit always watched a winding road That wandered aimlessly Among unshaded meadows. A farm, a pasture' rife With black-eyed Susans, level fields, Comprised her little life;' ' It makes good poetry, but it does not :adequately representthe inter- Canadi n rur- a the o eats f al won5'an. Last spring a friend from an On- tario farm called to see me. She was a member of her local library board and had come to the city to buy books: About a week after she went home she sent a letter apologizing for not writing earlier; she had been rather busy that week, she• said. The missionary society of her church had held its county convention and the Ladies' Aid had mete one afternoon to quilt.a quilt. Women's Institute had a chorus in training for the county musical festival and there egad been rehearsals in the evening; also, since the Institute was responsible for having music taught in the school, the members felt responsible for mak- ing the costumes for the children's choir, and, of course, she had helped with that. The local. Junior Fanner and junior Institute groups of which her son and daughter were members were preparing for the county dram- atic competition and they had had their rehearsal at her home that week. She was organist for the church and had to save Friday night for choir practice. She had five hun- dred chickens coming from the incu- bator during the week and as the men were working in the sugar bush just then, and she always supervised the final boiling of the maple syrup, she has rather busy. Her letter gave a picture of the Considerable improvement has been effected in Canada in the preparation of fleece wool since 1413 when public attention was first directed to the means of quality improvement and the planner of preparation for mar- ket. At present all commercial wool in Canada is sold in the grease, and the fleeces rolled, and tied intact as they are shorn. licatith Service OF THE'. dMttMbtMlt eat .�lllwitct ` J' C btitable li and Life Insurance Companies in Canada. Edited by GRANT FLEMING. M.D., Associate Secretary PYORRHOEA The movies have given a. great im- petus to the desire for sound clean teeth. We find it, difficult to asso- • elate pyorrhoea with a smiling movie- star. In the ancient writings is found mention of bleeding gums and loose teeth, although the term "pyorrhoea" -did not comeinto use until 1817 at a meeting in Chicago. • Pyorrhoea means a flow of pus. It • is ari'infeetion of the gums and root - sockets which is responsible for the loss of as many teeth as comes abort through dental decay. Teeth become loose as the gums separate from the roots of the teeth, due to the infec- tion. Once separated, they seldom B. become attached again, The presence of pus in one part of • the body generally' means trouble in • other parts. The blood, picks up the bacteria causing the infection abound • the teeth, and as these bacteria are • carried by •-the blood to other parts, • new infections may result. Pus means foulness, and the mouth of the victim of pyorrhoea is foul; the breath then will likely be often - sive. The' gums are apt to be sore, food is not chewed properly and it is • mixed with pats the digestion is thereby upset and, . all' told, in severe cases, the general• eondition is miser- . abler The time to prevent' pyorrhoea is early' in its course. The first evidence of the,condition niay be in childhood Redness and swelling of the ' gums, and slight looseness of one or more, teeth are early signs. .Regular dental c: examination; which includes .hispec- tion of the gums as well as the teeth, allow for the early detection of such conditions. It is at this stage that proper treatment will accomplish what it may not be possible to do lat- er on. It should not be forgotten that the health of one part of the body is re- lated to the general health of the whole body. Among the causes of pyorrhoea may be listed the irritation from a crown' or filling which presses -down on tine gura tissue. Accumu;a- tions of tartar will do the same by pressing on and Butting into the gums. • When teeth are out, of alignment; the dental machine is oat of gear. Broken teeth, missing teeth irre- gular teeth, all throw the teeth out of proper alignment, cause abnormal, pressures, damage the tissues arid' so .[avoir in -faction. Lack 0± cleanliness sets up spots of irritation from the accumulated, food particles. .Sound teeth come with proper.ciiet, regular cleaning and periodic dental examinations. Healthy ` gums cone With a proper diet, good align'ment of teeth, regular cleaning and periodic dental examinations. It is presumed that ^when the examination reveals the need for 'treatment, it will be se cured, and that• cleaning will be done properly with a tooth -brush and den• tal floss, not with tooth -picks or knives. Give prompt heed to bleeding gums. Early care hastens cure. •'Questions concerning health, ad- dressed to .the Canadian Medical' As- sociation,' 184 College St,; Toronto, , will be answered personally by tetter. varied interests of thousands of Cada- dian farm women. 'Perhaps all of these activities would not often de. crowded into ode week, but most of them have a place, at least, in the monthly programme of the woman in a well-established farming section of this country. In the newer pioneering districts the women may not have so many or- ganized.projects, but they are not less active in eomtmmity building. Not. long ago I spent some time in 'a homesteading 'section of northern Saskatchewan where most of the settlers had lately come 111 from the dry areas of the south. Were' they giving all their interest to the indi- vidualistic and urgent business of es- tablishing' farms? Indeed they were not And it was the women, in most cases, who were taking the initiative in providing for the young people a social life that would forestall other questionable attractions. It was the women who were organizing a Sun - clay school; who were determined that their children should not grow up in a "wild and .woolly West" ' Much of the rural woinait's social service takes the form of simp.e, spontaneous neighboring. At a farm woman's gathering the question was raised as to what they could do to brighten the path of the Canadian immigrant. A practical woman sug- gested that they begin with the hired pian! Many of them are doing this, seeing that the young men who come to work on their farms have a home while they are with them, making a place for them in the social life of the community. Farm women are "assimilating," through personal friendliness, the immigrant families who move into their neighborhoods. A rural woman, convener of a club committee on innniigration, because of home responsibilities could not at- tend the annual convention of her or- ganization. But on the day of the 1 CONTRIBUTIONS THE DAY live made the porridge, and wiped things clean, And got Dick off by eight -fifteen And mixed the pudding, and darned Bob's shirt, And mended the hole in Joan's very best skirt, And ordered the moat for tomorrow's stew, (And baby threw overboard one best shoe), And Dick's come back with one of his colds, • And the laundered tablecloth's torn in the folds, And a jug fell out of Elizabeth's hand And broke a bowl and my teapot stared. And now, as I set nay foot on the stairs, [ remember this morning, I, said no prayers. I'm a wicked woman, 0 Lord, I know, But my feet are so tired they'll hard- ly go, And I haven't a thought in the whole of my head— Could you take the day as a prayer instead? —Dora M. Broome. "Snowdrift," she has evidently not .yet been able to dig herself out, for she cannot go to the letter box with e letter but uses the telephone in- stead, has been reading the potato receipts sent us by "Farmer's : Wife,' and has been duly impressed. But she asks; "have you ever tried bak- ing a nice, big mealy potato and just eating it out of its shell With butter, pepper and salt?" And I had to ad- mit' that I preferred them that way to any of the new-flangled ways the excellent cooks have evolved of scrap= 'ng out the 'innards' and mixing then' up with something else. But then I must confess to a liking for potatoes. I like them baked or 'boiled or cooked with the roast or in soup Or ill salad, and also I like them fried: Some folk would tell you that they are not fit to' be eaten fried, but when a potato it 'sliced rather thin and fried a few minutes in either butter or bacon fat and eaten as soon as a nice, crisp brown in spots, they are a mighty tasty dish, and they do not seem to have hurt me. It spoils them for me to leave them in pan, cooking and cooking. But when done in a hurry they, cannot be improved on: Snowdrops says, too, that potatoes diced" and cooked just asyou cook macaroni are fine. I'm sure they would be. But while I, and probably Snow- drift, too, likes the pott-to cooked in any of the old-fashioned ways, there are many who are:not fond of theta unless they are dressed up in some. new way, and others . who have go the idea, as Farmer's Wife says, th-it they are fattening and so do not like eating them. So in order to make them palatable to some folk theymust put on tucks and frills. Those who are afraid of their fattening qualities should remember they are not nearly so much so as bread. Anyway, a sort of comfortable plumpness is nothing to be ashamed of. convention hbr new neighbor, a Rus- Sian woman, passed along the road' from the village with a sacks of groc- eries over her shoulder; The Cana-- din woman could not speak her neighbor's language so she went to: the door with her teapot and called to her, andthe stranger' came in — for every woman knows the language of a 'teapot And with 'all of these community demands, the farm woman's para- mount interest still centres in her home. The '.ural Women of Canada —at least, some seventy -odd thousand of them—belong to the Women's in- stitute, an organization which exists primarily for the welfare of the home and the family. This does not mean that the women are trying only to improve their housekeeping or the p p material, aspects of their hones, though, they do study these things. They want the latest mechanical im- provements and they are working to get them; but let no one think that a woman cannot make a home without the aid of electricity. Dear. Rebekah:—Here is a nice and easily -prepared confection for Easter or for anytime for those who have lots of company. Candy making is an art which everyone cannot seem- ingly acquire, ,but this is so simple anyone can do it. Put in a double boiler a cake of sweetened chocolate and allow to melt slowly. When melted stir in a cup, of Quaker Crackels and when thoroughly coated lift out in spoon- fuls and place on oiled paper to cool. They. are very nice, indeed. You will like them, ROSEBUD. Thanks, Rosebud. They sound all right. Dear Rebekah:— Despite the icy fingers that winter continues to wave at us, we will soon be considering our summer holidays:— if any. Could some of Our Page read- ers suggest inexpensive but amusing things to do in two weeks with a lit- tle money? One very restful holiday I had was spent someyears ago at Bayfield, in the ` inerrie month of June". Being out of season, I: got simple, but :com- fortable, accommodation for about three dollars a week less than my hos- tess would asklater, Of course there was not much to do, so I came down to a latish breakfast, then spent the morning on the sunny beach conimun- ing with my soul. After'noondinner I slept for a while before hieing rue to the beach again for another seance with my sour. When supper was over my soul' rebel- lecl at more communion, and I usually spent the evening helping a young bank clerk spend his evening, WhenI left, regretfully, for home no, I wasn't engaged to the bane clerk, brit it was a very close shave I feltit was the most restful, sen- sible holiday I had eve': taken.. Now then, girls, your advise and experiences, please. —Twenty -and -a -bit. Bayfield is all right as a summer' vacation place, •and many an one spends a happy one there, bank ;tient or 110 bank cleric; and thele are noise, there now, " mere's a pity, That ' }no doubt some of our contributors :can tgive Twenty-and=a-hit some ideas. At a country life conference I heard a very charming, well-educated wo- man speak on "The Farm Home," She said she could speak only of the farm home she knew best, her own; that it had taken ten years to bring the telephone; it had taken fifteen years tobring running water; it had taken twenty years to bring electric light, •but it had been a home all the time. And with the personality of the woman herself before us, we knew the sort of home it would be—a place of warm fires and comfortable bens. and good meals and fine housekeep- ing. We knew ,the kind of books and music we would find there; more im- portant still, the sort of conversation we would hear. There are hundreds of farm homes of this order in Can- ada. Children go from them to fill our universities, later to enter the professions or to establish farms and build more farm homes with the same traditions of honesty, decency and refinement. And to keep in the vanguard of progress in home making, farm wo- men—especially, -perhaps, the young wives, in their Institute groups—arc learning a home economics that is esthetic and ethical as well as prac- tical. They are studying child psy- chology, and mental health and fam- ily relationships; how to create a cultural home atmosphere through music and reading and table talk. They are discussing such, modern problems' as "How to use the radio." We hear sometimes that the tarn, woman is overworked and has no re- creation. We agree that many of them have too much work to do. But other conditions of life being happy, hard work does not seem to kill their spirit of play. Certainly the woman who has a little fainily and a house, and perhaps a garden and chickens to care for does not need a badminton club or a soft -ball team to give her exercise. But if you want to see wo- men having a good time, drop 111 at the tea hour following a meeting of the "Women's Institute or the Ladies` Aid of a country church. If you doubt that rural women can snake fun for themselves, and every one else, it is unfortunate that you cannot see some of their original dramatics such as the "amateur hour" radio broad- cast given recently by the grandmoth- er members of an Ontario Institute. With the coining of the telephone, the radio and the automobile, condi- tions 'of country life are changing. This winter, the snowiest we have had in years,' Ontario farmers drove their cars over country roads cleared by snow -plows; and it seems only a year or two sincewe did all our win- ter travelling with sleighs and horses over drifts and fences and "pitch holes" -very. pleasant travelling, too, sotnetinnes. But we have a feeling that, however material conditions may change,' however more sophisti- cated ways may encroach on our bor- ders, the women who have the keep- ing of young liffe in their hands will try to preserve the standards of sim- plieity'and sincerity that have always characterized- `country. life at its best; that the more our horizons broaden themore We. will see the truth in the query: "Why clo you, walk through the fields in gloves,.' When the grass is soft as the breasts of doves And shimmering sweet to the touch? Why do you walk through thb fields in gloves Missing so much and so much?" THIS MODEST CORNER IS DEDICATED TO THE ' POETS Here They Will Sing You Their Songs—Sometimes Gay, Sometimes Sad-- But Always Helpful and Ins paring• SNOW IN APRIL Winter in the lap of spring; Joy to boys and girls you bring. ' Roller skates are stored away; Sleighs again are in the play. Robin ithit thinks he came too soon; Stays shelter heltex un til noon. Worms are hidden 'neath the snow; "Where to breakfast I don't know" Hops around our kitchen door. "Give me something from your store." Sparrows laughing up his sleeve; "Robin you had better leave" Snow drops, you fulfil your name; Clrystal blanket, 'tis a shame, Cheep up; Clouds will roll away. Sol will bring a .brighter day. Clinton, Ont . -J. B. Lobb. YEAR OLD BABY MAI{ES TRIP OF 6,000 MILES Six thousand !tiles of travel, part of which included a solo trip across the, Atlantic on the liner "Andania'„ left only smiles on the chubby face el one year old David Ian Bland, who arrived recently at Vancouver ' over Canadian National Railways to find a new home ,in Canada. Grandson of Sir Arnold. Rushton, one time Lord Mayor of Liverpool; ,England, 'DavidI has ,been. adopted by his uncle and - 'Tis true the same • stream trickled through the sluice, Last night the same 'noon rode the sky; but spring Brought freshets from the 'hills to serve no: tate For field and forest here no tribute bring. g Where once were' bags of grain and piles of lumber, Where horses came, and ,men -all is laid low; No kiln smokes; no wheels turn; all now is slumber, The' miller'slantern burned out long ago; His powdered clothes, his pipe, his Highland ways Have -gone the dim road of our yes. terdays. —Alexander Louis Fraser in New York Times. THE GARDENER SPEAKS I could not throw a flower away, As I have seen spme others do Uncaringly, as if to say, "0 faded thing, what use are you?" But tenderly, and with a sigh, As one night part from any friend, I'd lay a dear dead blossom by, So it with mother -earth might blend. From there, unseen by my dull eyes, Through Nature's strange alche- mic power A rare elixir may arise To vivify some other flower. —Constance Fairbanks Piers In "An Acadian Sheaf." SILENCE There is no place where silence never ends;. Sometime a sound must break the quietness. There has been laughter and the talk of friends. Through houses .left in drowsy empti- ness. Summer that lies contented on the hill Shall bear loud Autumn shouting through the trees; Winter stretched out on fields, asleep and still, Shall know Spring's whisper in proud April's breeze. The quiet earth has heard the stir of seeds, The sky hears storms and thunder,- ings to be; Soft sounds of fishes passing in the weeds Have broken stillness far below the sea. —Elizabeth W. Seaver, in Christian Science Monitor. RURAL DAWN Sweeter sings the flicker, oh, safer walks the hare, In comfort swims the shiner, and all gently runs the toad;;. Phe shepherd's purse and trillium are grave companions where A patriaehal alder greets a rabbit on his road. Gentler leans the blueweed, oh, lou- der sings the thrush, Unfearing trails the pine mouse, and all fearless swims the trout; At peace the green-eyed weasel leaves his little' world of brush To sniff through royal hornbeam with a twitching thimble snout. And gentler stirs the heartworld, oh, sweeter speaks the brain, Compassion rules the muscles of tra- vail and terror made; •0 brothers of the temple, if the day dawn not again, Write this: His day of parting ,held an hour unafraid. —Bert Cooksley, in the New York Times. THE OLD MILL Time slowed the miller's pace took. tum away,' And thirty Junes have spread his grave with green; Change has wrought havoc here, so that today Little that once I knew ' ,vas to be .sten. aunt, Mr. and Mi•s, Gerald Rushton, of Vancouver. He crossed the ocean unaccompanied, and was a popular. passenger. At Halifax he was met by his new mother with whom he macre friends immediately. For 3,000 miles across Canada he smiled his way into thehearts of fellow trav- ellers and train crews and romped home easily a winner. David's new daddy is an official of the Huron Steamship Company. COURAGE You are the fellow that has to decide whether you'll do it or toss it aside. You are the fellow who makes up your mind Whether you'll lead or linger behind Whether you'll try for the goal that's afar Or be contented to stay where • are. There's no easy path to glory, There's no rosy road to fame; Life, however we may view it, Is no simple parlor game; It takes a little courage And a ilttle self-control, And some grim determination, If you want to reach the goal. What is a failure? It's only a spur' To the man who receives it right. And it makes the spirit within hunt stir, • To go out once more and fight! If you've never failed an even guess, You've never••won a fair success' —The Echo. YOU HOME THOUGHTS FROM ABROAD 0, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the lowest boughs and the brush. wood sheaf 'Round the elnt tree bole are in tiny leaf While the chaffinch sings on the or. chard bough in England—now! And after April, when May follows, And the white throats build and all • the swallows! Hark, where my blossom'd pear -tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops—at the bent spray's edge. That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture! And though the fields look rough with heavy dew, All will be gay when noontide waives anew The buttercups, the little children's dower— Far brighter than this gaudy melon. flower. —Robert Browning. NEW COLOR SCHEMES FOR RAILWAY COACHES The standard sleeping and parlor' cars of the Canadian National Rail- ways will have a new style of inter- ior decoration. The scheme favors browns and blues. In the parlor car the upholstery of the chairs is a mo- quette with predominating colors of • 'dark blue, shading into light blue, and rusty brown, in a leaf pattern. } The carpeting is rusty brown, blue- black and fawn in a block color scheme. The blinds are of dark blue. In the new sleeping oar ` color - scheme the upholstery is of moquette of brown, fawn, light blue and plum, in an entwining link pattern„ with a carpet of plumy fawn and black, in a small figure pattern. So far only ono ear of each typo has been finished, the "Keinti.sis" parlor car and the "Winnipeg" 51ee13- e1 As the various cars of these types come into the shops for renno- vation, `they will be reupholstered and carpeted in this new color scheme. The work is being done in the London car shops of the National System and all materials were pro., cured in Canada. -