The Clinton News Record, 1937-05-06, Page 7THURS., MAY G 1931.
THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD
HOUSEIIOLDECONOMICS
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YOUR WORLD 4ND MINE
by JOHN C. KIRKWOOD
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The motor -car is. I am incr rod to painted and in good condition is a
suggestion' which most families would
scoff at, as being quite ;impossible.
To spend $500 on the education of
a son or daughter at a' university
would be regarded by many as being
beyond their ability.
To spend $500 to purchase a pen-
sion of $100 or more beginning at 65
would be regarded' as -an utter im-
possibility.
To undertake to buy or build a
now hone at an annual cost of $500
would be declared to be impossi-
bility by many a breadwinner.
Yet all the time there is- being paid
out $500, if not more, to own and run
a motor car. •
It is possible that some local agents
for motor cars will become very an-
gry over what I have written and
will complain to the publisher of The
News -Record, saying, "Do you know
what you are doing when you allow
that man ' Kirkwood , to say things
calculated to hurt our business?"
These motor car dealers do not need
to fear anything. My voice is but a
whisper in comparison with the thun-
dering advertisements of the makers
of motor cars. I am like a mouse
trying to stop the elephant.
I am ready to say this: it is quite
right for the makers of motor cars to
do their utmost to 'sell motor cars
to alI who can pay for then. Itis all
night for all classes of -manufactur-
ers and retailers to strive with "all
their might to sell all they can. But
It is not all right for consumers to
buy everything and do everything
which advertising bids them to buy
and do.
We do not have to use every brand
of soap that is advertised, or to read
every book that is published, or to
read everything which the newspa-
pers and the magazines print. We do
not have to go to every "movie" that
comes to town, or to take all the
cruises which are advertised, or to go
to England or to Florida or Bermuda.
What is obligatory on us all is to
live within our incomes, to save as
much as we can, to employ our free
time for self-improvement and for
contributing as much as we can to
the forces and agencies which soften
sorrow and the hard labour, the dis-
tress and the bitterness, of others.
think, the most ext n' vely a lvc i lis-
• r. pr,•duct. Literat'y tens of nnlhons
of dollars aro Lpent annually on
continent t:, Drani'ite",I• salt. It 'has
• cane to be regarded' as a necessity,
• I.,t. a•luxncv .Ir Indu'ret.c. • y-. I. feel
brae that ,tlt • ,great majority of car
•• owners do not • eti.:f need a car
for them a car is an indulgence of a
desire. Take that young man 'who
lives in a big city, by way of ex-
: ample. He goes daily to and from
his business in a vehicle 'which he
owns himself and which cost him
probably not less than $800 to buy,
to say nothing of upkeep) costs,,prob
ably not less than $5 a week. Add to.
t: tide cost the depreciation cost prob-
ably another $250 a year, so for the
'pleasure of owning and using a motor
• car, this young roan pays $500 a year.
His costs do not end with mere pose-
•ession. His car takes him places
where he will spend a good many
more dollars, to dances, resorts, part-
ies, and so on. This young man takes
someone with hini, probably a girl,
many times, and he has to pay for
entertaining her. An idle car, when
evenings and' Sundays come is un-
thinkable. His car is everlastingly
t-aviting him to' use it, Probably -it
will cost' this young man a total of
$650 or $750 a year to own a motor
car .
The cost of owning a. motor car
•does not end with the money paid out
in connection with it. Imagine the
hours given up daily to the car and
to the places and pleasures which
one's car takes one to, These hours
• aggregated will probably total 1000
In the year. These hours contribute
little or nothing to one's health or
mental well-being, even though one
may argue otherwise. These hours
are, in large measure, wasted hours.
They are not only wasted hours, but
also corrupting hours, and by "cor-.
cupting" I mean that these misspent
hours destroy one's will to use time
profitably. There is lost any desire
''to' read or study or to employ time
in a purpose 'to make it contribute to
•one's advancement.
I, was hearing from the lips of a,
father his tale of sorrow. This man
is a farmer, He has a car,but both
'his son and his daughter are continu-
ally wanting to use the car, each for.
' pleasure purposes: In that father's
home there is going on almost daily
a bickering as to . who shall have the
''use of the car. The father sees his
home becoming at, unhappy place,
and he sees his children growing up
`to be very disagreeable persons. The
son goes off as often as he can to
dances and other places of pleasure.
"The' daughter makes up parties —
girls and boys, and off they go. Love
of home and of parents has pretty
thoroughly gone. A car is probably
'.a necessity of farms nowadays, but
'it can be a cause of home disruption.
About two years ago a young man
,got his first job. He set out with
keen ambitions. He was going to
I, do a lot • of studying - evenings. But
he caught the car fever, and bought
a car. Now his car is used every ev-
ening for pleasure purposes. Gone
are the good resolutions to use spare
time to prepare himself for advance-
ment. - This young man's weekly
wage is heavily mortgaged probably
for years to come. He tells me when
I see him about accidents .- all of
which cost money. He has acquired a
'pleasure mind, and has lost his work
mind.' He is saving no 'money. He
has handicapped himself hopelessly—
I am going to suggest to young
persons who do not owna car that
'they have a fine opportunity—if they
'will but use it—to'' forge ahead in
their chosen kind of employinent.
They have upwards of 1000 hours al
year for self-improvement not pos-
sessed by the young man who owns
a car. Let's cut this 1000 hours down
to 500 hours, leaving the other 500
hours to be used for pleasures in
their many .forms. Now 500 hours
given to self-improvement according
to a programme designed to advance
one in his or her kind of work can
• produce an amazing result. Even if
these 500 hours be used for cultural
purposes, the results can be astpund-
ing • and of permanent value. - -
The annual money cost of owning a
-car is not likely to be less than $500.
Now $500 is about the same as a
monthly rent of $40. Many •a family
shies at the idea of paying $40 a
month for rent, and of paying an. ex-
' tra $5 or $10- for a better home. To
spend $500, 'a year on new furniture
.,, or furnishings, and to keep the home
RACKETS
Photography and Picture Framing
Despite repeated publicity in re-
cent years on the photograph and
enlargement -framing rackets, expon-
ents of these types of swindles con-
tinue to perpetrate them and trust-
ing citizens continue to fall for it
in its immense variety of forms,
Complaints of victims used to be
frequent in urban areas, but appar-
ently that field has been worked out
and the racketeers have now turned
to small towns and rural districts.
Such operations have been reported.
recently from western Ontario and
various sections of the Maritimes.
The current method of the picture
racket appears to have added to the
lures of the scheme the chance of
winning prizes in "photographic con-
tests." Business is first solicited for
photo enlarging, but the obtaining
of a photo and a small deposit is
just the modest beginning of - the
scheme.
After a few days, western Ontario
victims were advised that the photo
was so striking : that it had a good
chance of winning a prize of $50 or
$75 in a competition. The catch is
that in order to be entered, the photo
must be framed—and ' the agent is
of course ready to provide a suitable
frame at $15 or $20. A -little later,
it is reported that the enlarged and
framed photograph (which the vic-
tim has not yet set eyes on) has, won
a' $50 prize.
Now the high pressure is really
turned on, and the victim is induced
to enter the ,picture in a'second 'con-
test, for which a $60 gold frame is
required.. A $25 deposit is accepted
for the "gold" frame, and of course
the photo again wins a prize—this
time of $100. A cheque for $150 is
presented to cover the prizes in the
two contests, But the cheque is post
dated, and before the date when it
is cashable and when it is found to
be worthless, the agent has ettract-
ed from his victim an "entry fee" to
file the photo in an "international'
contest" in which the prize is $150 or
$200. .
The final upshot is that the "prize
cheque" is no good, the agent can
never be found, • a check-up reveals
that no contests as described were
ever held, and the victim is not only
out anywhere from $50 to $100 but
never:' even gets back, his original
er
Spring is here! Each season brings
its 'entrancing change; summer its
high watermark of pulsating life; an-
tgmn its rich 'fulfilment, and .Winter
its period of repose; but the miracle
of spring with its manifestations of
mystery and magic, and its promise
of new life is, perhaps, anticipated
with the greatest joy of all.
It is, indeed, "growing weather"
when sudden 'colour starts into life
with the sweet perfume of growth;
when in the woods the spring flow-
ers are - blooming; those old and
trusted friends which are sought and
found, with never failing ecstasy,
year by year.
Liverwort (better nained hepatica
or squirrel cup), the dainty spring
beauty with its starry pink and white
blossoms; the faintly tulip -scented
trout lily (or dog -tooth violet); the
white waxy, golden •centred blooms
of the blood root (better named in-
dian paint or red puccoon) with its
leaves rolled up - like blue-green ci-
gars; the coarsely named, but en-
chanting dutchman's breeches, with
its heart -shaped flowers, tipped with
yellow, that hang trembling along its
slender stems, and its filligree leaves;
the appropriately named trillium with
its three petals and three leaves; the
fascinating but poisonous blue cohosh
and the curious, but malodourous
skunk cabbage (a despised relative of
the bridal arum lily) with its mottled
horn filled with tiny flowers; this
plant of loathsome odours, although
mentioned last, is, unhappily the
herald of spring, being the first to
bloom.
A glorious burst of sunshine for a
week, or even a day, encourages the
modest crocus, in the gardens, to dis-
play the splendour or its fully ex-
panded' flowers, whose stamens cram-
med with pollen may, possibly be of
immense value to the honey -bees, as
at this time of famine, refreshment
so near home should enable them to
"improve the shining hour" with lit-
tle effort.
With these yellow and purple cro-
cuses are always associated the dain-
ty snowdrops, the "Fair Maids of
February" of old-time botanists.
In addition to the pageant of the
woods and gardens, there is the splen-
dour of the greenhouses. In those at
the Central Experimental Farm, ' Ot-
tawa, is a riot of enchanting scent—
the never -failing redolence of dear
memories—of the sweetpea in all the
perfection of its 'protected perfume
and colour, an impression and sight
not easily forgotten.
A. late crop of Easter lilies, whose
growth has been purposely and clev-
erly retarded, awaits admirers who
missed the earlier display, and who
may wish to revel in the sight and
fragrance of these lair, faithful and
vivid emblems of purity, and one of
the greatest of all festivals. These
lilies remind many people that even
"Solomon in all his glory was not
arrayed like one of these'.", in spite,
of the statements of those who claim
that the lily in question was not
white and fragrant, but a brilliant
scarlet and scentless.
The butterfly -flower (Schizanthus)
is seen as a glowing mass ` of great
panicles of multi -coloured blooms,
somewhat suggestive of orchids, and
like most of those floral aristocrats
—scentless,• but nevertheless this apt-
ly named plant, with its profusion of
butterfly -like blooms, is infinitely
gay and attractive; easily -cultivated
and well within the reach of all.
KITCHEN INTERLUDE
Saucy ruffled curtains,
Windows shining clear,
Rocking chair for comfort,
Flowers growing near.
Rows of pompous • saucepans,
Brass and copper. bright,
Gleaming steel and silver,
Room is filled with light.
Walls a creamy yellow,
Rugs a gay design,
Cupboards dectted in color,
Linens soft and fine.
Jars of fragrant spices,
Jelly clear as day,
Fruit and cookies' handy:
Pleasant place to stay.
Anon.
photo.
In the Maritimes, -a variety of
schemes extracted considerable sums
from citizens. ,One group of can-
vassers purported to be soliciting
photos for press associations" and
"fortheoming publications." Another
collected registration fees for sub-
mission of children's photos "for
use by advertising agencies," A third
swindle closely resembled the photo
competition racket in western -On-
tario,''except.that children's photos
were sought.
HEALTH
,41,1, dnevIYINO,P,INI
A HEALTH SERVICE OF
THE CANADIAN MEDICAL
ASSOCIATION AND LIFE
/N5URANCE COMPANIES
IN CANADA
THAT SORE LIP
A newspaper man in .a western
Ontario town, a man of high intelli-
gence and education, puffed his ci-
gar as a friend of long-standing cal-
led to see him. Thee friend noticed
that the'editor had a sore on his lower
lip. He had had some experience
with sores of the kind for his father
years ago had died of cancer begin-
ning as just such a sore and he him-
self had some years previously devel-
oped a cold sore which failed to heal.
His doctor told him it was the be-
ginning of cancer, had treated it with
radium and the sore had healed up.
"What are youdcng for that sore
on your lip," he said to the newspa-
per man. -
"Putting a little salve on it," was
the answer. "It'll be alright" The
friend demurred. "If you don't give
it better treatment than that", he said,
"we'll' be coming to your funeral one
of these days". "Y' don't think it's
a cancer, do you"? inquired the edi-
tor.
"No"; . said the other, but it will be
one, if you don't look after it better
than you're doing".
"Huh"! said the editor, "no cancer
in my family".
The friend returned to his home.
He had a real affection for the news-
paper man. They had, though on dif-
ferent sides of politics, sat in the leg-
islature together. For years they had
been close friends. He sat down and
wrote to Jim, the editor. He gave
him a piece of his mind, told him of
his own and his father's experience
and urged 'him to look after the sore.
Some days later, the editor turned
up at the friend's office in a large
city.
"Y' know", he said, "my wife got
hold of that letter of yours. She has
given me no peace until I decided to
come' and see you. What should I
do about it"?
Fortunately, there was, in one of
the local hospitals, some radium. The
newspaper man was sent for medical
advice, he received a couple of hours
treatment with the radium, the sore
healed up and has remained healed
for the past nine years. The patient
has remained well, though he is now
over 80 years of age.
Sores on the face, within the mouth
and on the lips which do not prompt-
ly heal, are often pre -cancerous con-
ditions. They are exceedingly com-
mon but are often neglected because
the victim is ignorant of the proper
course to pursue. If in doubt he should
'see his family doctor and secure his
advice. It is highly dangerous to
waste precious time fooling with
doubtfuljremedies or quacks; to be
effective treatment must ' be early.
All over Canada, in the larger cen-
tres, there are institutes or clinics
for cancer treatment, If the patient
is able, to do so, he pays for treat-
ment. If he is without means, he
will be given treatment equal to the
best. No victim is turned away. Don't
neglect an unhealing sore or other
early sign of cancer.
Questions concerning health, ad-
dressed to the Canadian Medical. As-
sociation, 184 College St., Toronto,
will be answered personally by letter.
DON'T DIG DEEPLY
, Proper cultivation, the preparation
of a fine seed bed, weeding, fertilizing
and watering are operations that are
essential in the gardening programme
which is about to take place from one
end of Canada to the other,' says B.
Leslie Emslie, soil expert, writing on
"How does• Your Garden Grow" in the
April issue of C -I -L Oval. The spade
in the garden corresponds to the
plough in the field, and both must
be used with discretion. It is a mis-
take to dig so deeply as to bring to.
the surface the raw, cold sub -soil. The
top soil is the richer and contains the
bacterial life responsible for the de-
composition and release of plant food
substances. Garden soils of a clayey
nature should not be worked when
wet. Coal ashes, while contributing
no fertility, will improve the physical
structure of clay soils. No matter
What its origin and,despite the great-
est care devoted to its cultivation, no
garden can be a complete success un-
less the nutritionalneedsof the plants
are satisfied. Fortunately, the ave-
rage soil is capable of supplying most
of them' in 'quantities sufficient for
plant needs. Theexceptions are nit-
rogen, phosphate and potash so that
a fertilizer embodying these three
ingredients should be used,
READ THE ADVERTISEMENTS
IN TIIE NEWS -RECORD
-IT WILL PAY YOU --
SPRING FASHIONS IN FOODS
As styles in clothing change with
the approach of spring, so lighter
foods are favoured to suit the appe-
tite which accompanies warmer wea-
ther. What might be termed substan-
tial supper dishes, which are so sat-
isfying during the winter months, are
replaced at this time of year by oth-
ers, more spring like as it were, yet
just as nourishing. Steamed puddings
and similar desserts are neglected in
favour of lighter dishes of milk and
fruit which can be made very appetiz-
ing.
The Milk Utilization Service, Dairy
and Cold Storage Branch, Dominion
Department of Agriculture suggests
supper dishes and desserts which will
add an acceptable touch of spring to
the meal.
Welds Rarebit
1 tablespoon butter •
1 tablespoon flour
1 cup rich milk or thin cream
2 cups grated cheese.
1-4 teaspoon salt
1-8 teaspoon mustard
Few grains cayenne
1 egg.
Make a sauce of butter, flour and
milk, Add grated cheese and season-
ings. Pour some of hot sauce over
beaten egg. Return to double boiler
and cook a minute or two. Delicious
poured over freshly cooked aspaiagus
and served.on toast,
Cheese Souffle
3 tablespoons butter
4 tablespopns flour
1 cup milk
1-2 teaspoon salt
Yolk -of 3 eggs
Whites of 3 eggs
Few grains cayenne
3-4 cup cheese, grated,
Pinch of mustard.
Make a cheese sauce, using butter,
flour, milk and cheese. Season. Add
beaten egg yolks and, when mixture
is cold, fold in stiffly beaten egg
whites. Pour into buttered baking
dish or ramekins, set in a pan of hot
water, and bake in a slow oven (326
degrees F.) until firm—about 20 min-
utes. Serve at once.
Lettuce Rolls
1 head lettuce
1 cup cottage cheese
1-2 cup seedless raisins
1-2 cup chopped nuts
1-2 cup mayonnaise
Salt and pepper
Paprika.
Wash and dry lettuce leaves well,
Combine other ingredients. Spread
mixture' on leaves. Roll up like jelly
roll, tie with pimiento strips. Serve
two or three rolls on each salad plate.
Spanish Cream with Pastel Sauce
11/2 tablespoons granulated gelatine
1-4 cup cold water
3 egg yolks
1,4 teaspoon salt
2% cups milk
1 teaspoon vanilla.
3' egg whites
1-8 cup sugar,
Soak gelatine in cold water. Make
a custard of egg yolks, salt and milk.
Cook, stirring constantly, until mix-
ture coats the spoon, Dissolve gela-
tine in hot mixture. Cool and add
flavoering. When mixture begins to
thicken, fold in meringue made by ad-
ding sugar to the stiffly beaten egg
whites. Turn into moulds and chiII,
Pastel Sauce
1-2 cup grape or other jelly -
1 egg white, unbeaten
Pinch of salt,
Melt jelly in bowl over hot water.
Add egg white and salt, and beat with
rotary beater until stiff. Cool.
Pompadour Rice
Ph cupscooked rice
3 tablespoons fruit sugar
Pinch of salt.
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 cup whipping cream. '
Combine rice, sugar, salt and van-
illa. Whip cream and foId into rice.
Serve with maple syrup cooked until
thick: Sprinkle with chopped nuts.
•
There was .a decrease of over 1,000,-
000 lb. in the production of creamery
butter in Canada for the first three
months of 1937 compared with the cor-
responding period of 1936. The fig-
ures are 25,849;785' ib, in 1937;,26,
981,636 ib. in 1936.
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CARE OF CHILDREN
THIS MODEST CORNER IS DEW
TO THE POETS
TED
ere They Will Sing You Their Songs—Sometimes
Guy, Sometimes Sad— Rut Always Helpful
and Ins piling,
BRIDGE BUILDING
An old man travelling a lone highway,
Came at the evening, cold and gray,
To a chasm deep and wide;
The old man crossed in the twilight
dim;
The sullen stream had no fears for
him,
But he turned when safe on the other
side,
And built a bridge to span the tide.
"Old man," said a fellow pilgrim near,
"You are waisting your strength in
building here;
Your journey will end with the end-
ing day;
You never again will pass this way;
You've crossed the chasm deep and
wide,
Why build you a bridge at eventide?"
The builder lifted his old gray head,
"Good friend, in the path I've come,"
he said; -
"There followeth after me today
A youth whose feet must pass this
way.
This chasm that was naught to me
To that fair youth may a pitfall be;
He, too, must cross in the twilight
dim;
Good friend, I am building the bridge
for him."
THE INDIGO BIRD
When I see—
High on the tip-top twig of a tree,
Something blue by the breezes stirred
But so far up that the blue is blurred,
So far up no green leaf flies
"Twixt its blue and the blue of the
skies,
Then I know, ere a note be heard,
That is naught but the Indigo bird.
Blue on the branch and blue in the
sky,
And naught between but the breezes
high,
And naught so blue by the breezes
stirred
As the deep, deep blue of the Indigo
bird.
When I hear
A song like a bird -laugh, blithe and
clear,
As though of some airy jest he had
heard
The last and most delightful word:
A laugh as Fresh in the August haze
As it was in the full -voiced April days
Then I know that my heart is stirred
By the laugh -like song of the Indigo
bird.
Joy on the branch and joy in the sky
And naught between but the breezes
high,
And naught so glad on the breezes
heard
As the gay, gay note of the Indigo
bird.
—Ethelwyn Wetherald.
SPRING FEVER—ALL YEAR
In the Spring
We poets sing.
To this quaintly lyric custom
How we cling!
Penning meters mixed and hazy.
We confess to feeling lazy,
And a tiny trifle crazy
In the Spring.
But the sting
Of the thing
Is the truth that frank reflection's
Bound to bring;
Our excuse is very lame,
For we always feel the same,
Though we meanly place the blame--
On
lame-On the 'Spring!
—Anon.
FROM 'A, DOWNTOWN
SKYSCRAPER
Over nay ledger I can see
The giant ships go down the bay,
And there's no one of thein but holds
My heart aboard as stowaway.
And one will steam to China Sea,
And one will swing around the
Horn,
And, Oh! I'd be a happy lad.
If I were only sailor -born.'
One golden day I'll break my bonds
And close my books and wander
free, -
And then another pale -faced lad
Will add my figures up for me.
Wilfred. J. Funk.
'GARDEN TIME
'Tis time to get the muddy shoes be-
yond the attic stair;
To don those dreadful trousers which
she calls unfit to wear,
'Tis time once more to roar about a
frightful thing to see
And set the neighbors wondering if
they're beholding me.
'Tis time to lean upon the fence and
chat the twilight through
The while 'I tell some younger man
the things I've learned to do.
I'Il share with him my marigold, my
columbine and phlox,
And teach him how to line his wall
with stately hollyhocks.
'.Tis time to kneel upon the 'ground
and work with hoe and spade,
To wear those comfortable - rags
which aren't of dirt afraid.
Soon I shall chuckle once again,
while pottering round the place,
To hear the mother calling me "the
neighborhood disgrace!"
—Edgar Guest,
SILENCE
Be still, my friend, and ease thy
throbbing heart!
Away from clanging steel and ven-
dor's cry!
Away from motley throng and busy
mart!
And rest awhile beside a babbling
brook!
Forget the hive of industry and
roam;
Leave worry, care and work, the
spire and dome;
Yes, even the loved ones of thy
home;
And rest thy soul beside a limpid
stream)
The world demands so much of men
to -day,
Since progress is the keynote of the
age,
One needs must go apart awhile to
pray,
Where winds do blow and birds sing
all the day.
The purest joy the greatest sym-
pathy,
The deepest love, the most inspired
dream,
Comes' to us on the wing and silently
`When we forsake the crowd and
I ponder long.
t Some lovely summer moonlit night
, take time
To listen to the music of the spheres,
Behold the glory of a sunset fine,
Or hearken to the love -song of a
clove.
Incessant noise, unpleasant sounds
and sights,
Unkindly words and deeds let us
forget;
Then take awhile, with God, to climb
the heights,
And view the landscape o'er with
inner light.
H. M. Stevenson.
TITHING
If God gets His and, I get mine
Then everything will be just fine.
But if I get mine and keep His too,
What do you think God will do? •
I believe He will collect.
—Anon. •
MEMORY
These are joys that longest stay:
Little games we used to play;
Little bits of merry speech
Pedagogs can never teach;
What was loved and what despised,
What was scorned and what was
prized;
Thoughts we scarcely dwelt upon
Till the friend of old had gone.
Strange how memory retains • - -
Little of the larger gains
And so very firmly clings,
To the tender, trivial things.
How he dressed and how he broke
Into laughter at a joke!
These when death had closed them all..
Are the splendors we recall.
Aftertime has soothed the pain
And we dare' to talk again,
We remember, you and I,
Just the twinkle' in the eye; -
Just the coat upon the chair
Tossed so carelessly out there;
Unimportant once, and yet ,
These we never quite forget..
—Edgar A. GuesR,