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The Seaforth News, 1955-09-22, Page 2TA 1LE T d. Andrews. With cold weather here -- or on its way — thoughts turn to heartier main dishes; and what could be more heart-warming - also mouth-watering — than the might and smell of a good hearty pot roast? Whether you serve your pot roast with potatoes, rice, or dumplings, or cook it with fruit, vegetables, or spices, remember that the most important guide to follow in cooking it is a low temperature. This keeps the juices and flavor in the meat, cuts down shrinkage, makes the meat more tender, and prevents burned fat drippings. * * Pot roasts — rump, round, or chuck — are best when roasted in moist heat. The general rule is to season meat, dip in flour, then brown in a small amount of fat. Cover and cook slowly on top of stove or in a 350° F. oven, in juices from meat or in a small amount of added liquid (liquid is usually water, but it may be milk, cream, tomato juice, or soup). Cook until fork -tender. A pot roast weigh- ing three pounds (at refrigera- tor temperature) will need about 3 hours after browning. For this pot roast with vege- tables, thicken the cooking liquid for gravy. It serves 6-8. BEEF POT ROAST 3-4 pound beef arm pot roast 2 tablespoons flour 2 teaspoons salt 3/4 teaspoon pepper 3 tablespoons lard or drippings IA cup water 6 medium potatoes 6 stalks celery Dredge roast with seasoned flour and brown on all sides in lard or drippings, Add water, cover and simmer on top of stove or in 350° F. oven for 2 hours or until tender, Add vegetables and continue cook- ing until vegetables are done. Serve on platter or chop dish surrounded by vegetables (pic- tured), Garnish with parsley. * * * If you'd like to omit vege- tables and serve pot roast with dumplings, try these Dumplings for a new look. The trick in cooking dumplings is to cook them in steaming broth and serve them as soon as possible. It is important that the lid of the kettle remain on , tightly throughout the cooking period. There's no peeking allowed! If you're in doubt about your lid fitting tightly enough, cover kettle first with a clean cloth, then put on the lid. (Tuck cor- ners of cloth up on lid to pre- vent burning.) DUMPLINGS 2 cups sifted flour 3 teaspoons double-acting baking powder 1 teaspoon salt 2 tablespoons shortening 84 cup milk (about) 1 cup chopped beets Sift together dry ingredients. Cut in shortening. Add milk and beets quickly to dry mix- ture. Stir just until combined to very soft dough. Drop by spoon- fuls into boiling broth. Cover tightly and cook over low heat 15 minutes, Serve at once. * * * Rice with pot roast is good, too. Prepare the rice this way: RICE TO SERVE WITH POT ROAST 4% cups hot, cooked rice 1 can (1?.4 cups) condensed cream of mushroom soup 14 cup water 1 pimiento finely chopped Mix together the mushroom soup and water. Heat to boil - CHOW TIME - Mrs. Shirley Wardlow handles formula by the gallon on her job. She fills 2000 bottles at a time for feed- ing the 315 visitors at the Los Anp :_s General hospital, KS ing. Add chopped pimiento. Stir in hot, cooked, rice. Serve on one end of platter with roast on other end, or arrange in a cir- cle around the roast, * * * Dried prunes and apricots add a piquant flavor to pot roast. Here's a roast that is both spiced and cooked with fruit. SPICED POT ROAST 3-5 pounds chuck or rump roast 2 tablespoons fat 2 cups water 3 tablespoons mixed pickling spices ?s cup each, dried apricots and dried prunes 1 teaspoon sugar Brown meat in hot fat in heavy skillet; add water and spices. Cover t''htly and sim- mer 3-3% hou-s or until fork tender. During last hour of cooking add apricots, prunes and sugar, * * * Serve this sweet-sour pot roast with buttered, cooked peas and turnips, This serves 6-8, SWEET-SOUR POT ROAST 3-5 pound beef roast 2 tablespoons fat 5s cup sliced onion 1 cup vinegar 3,4 cup brown sugar, firmly packed i/ teaspoon nutmeg 8 medium turnips 2 cups cooked peas Butter Brown roast in fat in heavy kettle. Add onions and cook until transparent. Add vinegar, sugar, and nutmeg. Cover tight- ly and simmer 3-3% hours or until fork tender. Thicken liquid for gravy. Serve with the vegetables. Swiss Steak A Swiss steak is cooked in the same manner as a pot roast. Usually it is round steak but it may be cut from the rump Or chuck. Season the meat with salt and pepper, sprinkle with flour, and pound meat with edge of a heavy saucer. Brown, cov- er with tomato juice or toma- toes, and simmer. Add sliced onions for the last half hour of cooking, if desired. Serve the gravy over the meat. AY SCfl00L LESSON R. Barclay Warren B.A.. B.D Malachi Calls for Righteous Living Malachi 3:1-6, 13-18 Memory Selection: Have we not all one father? Hath not one God created us? Why do we deal treacherously every man against his brother? Malachi 2:10. Malachi, the last of the minor prophets in the order in which they appear in to Old Testa- ment, wrote his little book some time during the period of Ezra and Nehemiah at a time of re- ligious declension. It may have been during Nehemiah's absence from Jerusalem. (See Nehemiah 13:6). Malachi predicts the com- ing of John the Baptist and the coming of the Messiah. Malachi's first rebuke is di- rected against the priests. They have given their service grudg- ingly. They wanted pay for ev- ery little task they did. They offered polluted bread a n d maimed beasts to the Lord; such they would not offer to their governor. Then Malachi reproved the people. He predicted judgments upon them for their sorcery, adultery, lying. oppressing the hireling, the widow and the fatherless and turning t h e stranger from his right. More- over they did not fear God, They robbed him by withholding the tithes and offerings. But in every dark age there is a faithful remnant. "They that feared the Lord snake often one to another, and the Lord heark- ened, and heard it, and a book of remembrance was written be- fore him for them that feared the Lord, and that thought upon his name." These are as precious jewels in the sight of God. He will protect them. Malachi's message is timely for today, One clergyman when called to conduct a funeral re- minded the bereaved of the money it was costing him. Min- isters must have money the same as other people. But if their ser- vice is given with money in mind it isn't worth much. They do not have the spirit of Jesus. He said, "Love ye your enemies, and do good, and lend, hoping for nothing again; and your re- ward shall be great, and ye shall be called the children of the Higliest" Luke 6:35. Mal- achi's rebukes to the people are timely, too. . Fashion Hints . JEAN PATOU EXPRESSES his straight, supple line in this beige jersey suit dress of acrylic fibre. The shoulder padding gives width at the top to emphasize the narrow slimness of the skirt. The fabric's draping quality molds readily Into a natural sil- houette with just a hint of waistline. Ten Years' Search For Lost Sister It took Mrs. Florence Stevens, now sixty-three, thirty years to save 28,000 threepenny bits in jam tins, Everytime the tins be- came full, she took the money to a bank. Finally she had saved £350 needed to pay for a visit to her four married sisters in Califor- nia. .And the other day she left London Airport by Stratocruiser to meet them for the first time in nearly half a century. Mrs. Stevens, whose home is in Walsall, Staffs, plans to spend six months in the United States as the guest of her sisters. She says she thinks the reunion well worth the 28,000 threepenny pieces. The truth about reunions of long -parted relatives is often stranger than the most imagina- tive author could devise in a novel. Take the case of the two bro- thers who were united in Sydney through a dispute in a taxi after having not seen each other for thirty-one years. Edward Bell and Robert Bell, Scotsmen, had lost track of each other before the first world war and neither had the least idea where the other lived. Edward Bell, who had been farming in Queensland, went to Sydney and hailed a taxi to take him to a certain hotel, where he had stayed some years earlier, In George Street he felt sure he was going the wrong way. He declared — incorrectly—that the hotel was in Elizabeth Street. The pair argued. The driver asked his passenger to show him his room ticket to see if the ad- dress of the hotel was on it, When he examined it he found 'that the passenger was his bro- ther. Stepping on to a Brighton bus in March, 1938, a woman was startled by a cry of "Laura!" At the same moment a passenger jumped up and embraced her. The stranger proved to be her younger brother who had been missing for forty-one years. He had recognized his sister by their mother's locket which she was wearing round her neck. For ten years Larry Dnlinski, of the U.S. Merchant Marine, had lost track of three of his sisters. In city after city, after his ship had docked, he picked up local telephone 'books and directories and spent hours scan- ning them vainly for their names. In the summer of 1948 he de- cided to take a long look through the New York and Chicago di- rectories. It was then that ne found them. Brother and sisters spent the rest of his holiday to- gether and when he left to re- join his ship they all agreed to have an annual reunion for the rest of their lives. Raindrops Rain is good for the skin and circulation. There is no finer complexion wash than splashing raindrops, uncontaminated by city dust and grime. One of Britain's greatest -ever rainstorms swamped a vast area of Norfolk in 1912. In a night and a day 60 million tons fell upon an area of 3,500 square miles. And nobody has ever properly explained why, at Geneva un May 31st, 1838, rain fell heavily for six minutes from a complete- ly clear sky. Superstitious people in Mexico believe that the "Ram God" lives in a deep well at Yucatan. Hun- dreds of years ago, lovely girls were sometimes sacrificed to the god by being thrown into it. During a heavy rain shower at Gibralter in May, 1915, a cloud belched forth millions of tiny frogs which had been sucked up from a lake twenty miles away. Black rain fell in Londun in 1913, staining all it touched with soot. Some of the drops were found to contain pieces of carbon an eigth of an inch long. World's rainiest place is Cher- rapunji, in Assam, India, where 600 inches of rain a year is not unusual. PRICE OF BACON BAS TRIPLED SINCE 1939 In 1953 the average. price 01 bacon and sides at meat pack- ing plants reached a record 5:9,1 cents per pound, more than throe times the average 'price of 18 0 cents in 1939. The bulk of the incre ee has occurred since the wn', the 1915 price averaging 23.5 cents per pound HE LIVES TO AID THE POOR & HELPLESS Louis the Kangaroo was a fine middleweight, but his box- ing career in Paris didn't last long, A young woman side- tracked him from it. He toured the provinces as sparring par- tner. Then came the war, and prison camp. On his return he'd lost both his girl friend and his famous footwork, so he roamed from one boxing ring to an- other, teaching beginners, then sweeping the arena and looking after equipment. To keep "in shape" he began taking dope. The club threw him out. He hung around sport- ing cafes, meeting other has- beens like himself who were available for any kind of match. Then came a fight in which he knocked out his opponent, ' fought the police like a mad- man, and got six months' jail. At forty-three, with raucous voice, broken nose, red face, thick eyelids, low, deeply fur- rowed forehead, he looked much older. But his great body had muscular reserves, despite all the drink. He still wanted to do something useful, so went along the Abbe Pierre's house called Emmaus in a Paris suburb and asked for work. "Stay with us," said the smil- ing, black -bearded Abbe. "But remember, for the sake of the others, I do not want you to be seen when you have been drink- ing." "I promise you; Father." He was one of many down - and -outs helped by this remark- able priest and Chamber De- puty—Legion of Honour, Croix de Guerre and Medal of the Resistance -who took a ruined house, converted it into a social centre, then bought empty huts from prisoners' camps on the instalment plan and erected them in the grounds to house homeless, destitute families. This at a time, just after the war, when Paris had 200,000 adults and more than 600,000 children packed into hotels, furnished rooms, insanitary slums — and there were seven million badly housed people in France. Another who found refuge at Emmaus was an ex -convict, Bastien. An orphan at fifteen, he lived with his uncle near the Belgian border, on land he would inherit when he came of age. He loved a Gravelines girl, Lucie; walked the windy dunes with her on summer evenings; wanted to marry her. Then the old uncle married a vulgar, stingy widow with two sons. They hated Bastien because one clay he would own the estate, and wanted to get him out of the way. All their gossip and mischief -making were aimed at provoking a quarrel between the young couple. One day a rafter fell, and the woman said it was an attempt at murder. This so horrified Bastien that he reached for his uncle's old revolver hanging in the hall, loaded it to frighten her, and accidently shot the uncle dead. Trumped-up evi- dence got him twenty years' hard labour at Cayenne. When he came back, an old man,Lucie was married. Be- wildered, disgusted, he ren- ounced ownership of the estate, and in a small hotel close to Emmaus took out his razozr to end his life. By sheer chance the proprietor came in in the nick of time and rang up the Abbe, whom he knew, who rushed over and offered Bastien refuge. Slowly, with work, friend- ship, Bvtien regained courage and the desire to live, but some- times despair overcame him; he would sob like a child and, tell- ing his story, say: "No, no, I swear I didn't aim at him. Why should I want to kill him, my uncle?" He could never forget the tragedy that had made him an outcast. Baptiste, another Emmaus mistit who always slept out in the open, scorning even a tent, confessed to a fellow -worker: "This is the first time in my life that I've done any building . You see, until now, I've only been taught the exact opposite —to destroy and kill. 1 never learned anything else; not since I was fifteen. I was the regi- mental mascot. I was twenty- two when France fell. Then I went underground with the Maquis, then the F.F.I. (Free Frendh Resistance Movement) —Alsace, Germany, Occupation. Why didn't I get demobilized? I've told you, all I knew was fighting . . Indo-China, that the last straw," They were well paid, and de- corated, he added, but the money went fast on drink, drugs, women. He got malaria, his rating as killer went down, his outfit threw him out, he was repatriated, welcomed with other "heroes" at Marseilles by a brass band, went back to his family in Normandy. His brothers, who had got rich on the black market during the Occupation,' said, "You should have done what we did," He smashed all the crockery, went off to Paris, ran through his bonus, became a down-and-out with but one way of escape: suicide. A woman in the Red Cross gave him the Abbe's name... . "But now I know that war i$ the greatest evil," he said. "Liv- ing near him perhaps I can still learn to do something useful, to build instead of destroying ..." Inspiring indeed is Boris Simon's account of all this in "Abbe Pierre and the Ragpick- ers" (Harvill Press, 15s.), ably translated by Lucie Noel. To help his scheme of rehabilia- tion, the Abbe organized rag - pickers to comb the dustbins, dumps, sewers—and he sold the salvage, He bought land, put up more huts until he could house 180 families who had been evicted from overcrowded rooms. To get money he begged in the streets, worked in a circus, took part in a double -or -quits radio quiz and won £250. Once when money ran ottt for cheap flats he was building he exchanged his car for an ancient, high- built relic with spoked wheels and trailer. It created a sensa- tion whenever he parked in the courtyard of the National As- sembly. During a bitter January night of 1954, when the Council of the French Government had just re- jected a bill demanding funds for emergency housing of the poor, a three -months -old baby died of cold in an abandoned shell of a Paris bus. The Abbe at once drew attention to it by writing the Minister of Recon- struction an indignant letter, in- viting him to attend the child's funeral. Unprecedented though it was, the Minister came, followed the coffin on foot, and decided then and there that the Government should intervene. At its next session the Council allotted funds for building several emergency centres, Three weeks later the Abbe found men sleeping in the open, huddled in doorways, under bridges, over Underground vents, trying to keep warm on an icy night ten degrees below zero, Helped by his ragpickers, he pitched a tent on an empty site in the heart of Paris, then launched a heart-rending appeal on the radio, saying: "Last night we found a woman who had died of exposure holding evic- tion papers in her hand. Such abominations must stop." All France responded. A Champs -Elysees hotel offered him office space and store- rooms. The police opened up to the destitute warin subways, police stations and railway ter- minals after hours. Public foun- dations, private hostels, shelter- ed some 10,000 homeless tramps, young workmen, married cou pies with.. children. Tons .of clothing and blankets, millions of francs poured in. Last year he received ,£400.000 for his campaign for homes for the poor. A magnificent triumph for the Samaritan who, from the start of his great work, asked no questions, made no demands tor himself, said simply, "The same soup for them all, believers or not" and is now honoured in a splendid book no one should miss reading. PLEASANT PAN—Skillet-size mirror reflects Karin Ostman, 22, as the Swedish beauty from the forest province of liaerjedalerr basks on the beach at Fdlsterbe. Some movie scout could cook up a mess of interest over the farm -grown charmer. Ala 1