The Seaforth News, 1950-02-16, Page 7ijt1;
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This item has nothing to do with
tsport, hut we think it is worth
noting hi print, for all that. For
on it Sunday evening a week or so
ago we chanced to hear what struck
us as one of the finest pieces of
unconscious humor we have run
across in some time.
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It was one of these big network
orchestra programs and the leader,
in a 'solemn voice, was introducing
a number, We •didn't •happen to
take his remarks down in short-
hand, possibly for the reason that
we cannot write shorthand, but
they went something like this:
'Tomorrow marks the 40th anni-
versary of the founding of the Boy
Scout Movement in America, 'I
personally used to be a Boy Scout,
and I have three sons who are
going to be Scouts when they get
big enough. So now I would like
to dedicate our next number to that
great and worthy organization."
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Catnc a brief pause, during which
we wondered just what line, stir-
ring outdoor or patriotic piece we
were about to hear. Then the orch-
estra blasted into—of all things—
"The •Lullaby of Broadway."
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That leader—we didn't happen
to catch his name—certainly knows
how to pick the appropriate ones,
If he had to play a piece in honor
of Joe Stalin's birthday, chances
are he'd select "Peace, Perfect
Peace" or some such.
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To the surprise of almost nobody,
the sports writers and sportscasters
have acclaimed John Harrison
'Jack" Dempsey and George Her-
man "Babe" Ruth as, respectively,
the greatest fighter and the greatest
ballplayer to appear, up to now, in
the Twentieth Century.
Just a column or two ago we
took a shallow dive into this
'greatest fighter" business, coming
up with the strictly personal opin-
ion that Mr. Dempsey ranked no
better than third behind Jack John-
son and Joe Louis. However, as
the Romans used to say, "de gusti-
bus non est disputandum" which
ran be roughly translated as "when
arguing over box -fighters it's every
man for theirself."
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The ilanassa Mauler had more
color—not the skin pigmentation
.kind—than the other two put to-
gether; and it's box-office color
which snakes the turnstiles get red-
hot bearings. Even at his worst
Jack Dempsey was a more mem-
orable figure than either Johnson
or Louis at their best, which pro•
bably had more than a little to do
with how the voting went.
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The baseuall ballotting turnea
out to be strictly a two -horse race
—and not much more of a race
than the one when Dian O'War ran
away and hid on a Sir Barton; and
the fact that Sir Barton was in
ouch shape that he should never
have been allowed to go to the post,
that long -ago day at Kenilworth,
has nothing to do with the case.
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It was bound to be either Babe
Ruth or Ty Cobb, and when the
returns were all in and counted,
it was discovered that these two
bad drawn all but 24 of the 393
VACS cast. Final results showed
the Bambino with 253 votes—more
than double the number marked for
the Georgia Peach, who had a total
of 116.
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Lou Gehrig finished third, attrac-
ting a grand total of eight votes.
Walter Johnson, "The Big Train"—
and the only major league pitcher
except Cy Young ever to hurl
over 400 victories—finished in the
fifth slot with seven votes. Five
experts voted for Joe DiMaggio;
two for Hans Wagner; and two
for Christy "Big Six" Mathewson.
No other player got even a call.
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Autcutg urban dwellers, a most popular, though dangerous,
sport is jaywalking. With all the odds against therm, the
jaywalkers persist. Seen here are some of the principal types.
Open Field Runner—is the true elite of the jaywalking clan.
He's at his best when the going is toughest—in the middle
of the street with automobiles whizzing by on all sides.
Note his complete indifference.
Short Cutters—usually travel in bunches. These girls have
spotted a market stand across the street where potatoes are
a nickel cheaper, and they're making for the bargains on the
shortest possible line.
ik Yourself to Death—
You will find them on almost any street, Frequently you
will find them con downby their major opponent, the
motorist.
Fender Bumper—is a most familiar type, Here is the guy
who makes it to the middle of the street, then edges out into
oncoming traffic. He's close enough now to thump the
passing fender with his knee.
Thoughtless Thinker—here was marketing, then remem-
bered he forgot something across the street. Now he crosses
in mid -block, darting ottt from between two parked cars,
ready to be picked offby a third.
Possibly the funniest thing about
the whole business is the Hans
Wagner vote. We've heard dozens
ot arguments among old-time base-
ball men who saw the immortal
Dutchman at his best, and the gen-
eral consensus always seemed to be
that if Ty Cobb wasn't the greatest
ot all time, the bow-legged Pitts-
burg shortstop undoubtedly was.
Yet Wagner draws the imposing
total of two whole votes. "Out of
sight out of mind" might be the
oslution; for it couldn't be that
sports experts, just like ordinary
mortals, are pretty much like a
dock of sheep in their reactions.
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However, nobody's going to put
up much of a squawk over the vote
fur Ruth. Like Dempsey, The Babe
had scads of color. His personal
popularity had a lot to do with
saving the game when it was in a
very bad way following.the Black-
Sox
lackSox scandal. He was one of the
two or three best left-handers that
ever toed the rubber—how good he
might have been if he'd stuck to
pitching nobody will ever know. He
took a cut at the horsehide that
was positively thrilling even when
he struck out. And—best of all
from the standpoint of some—he
never was the sort pointed out as
an example of what pure living and
strictly moral conduct could accom-
plish.
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But if we were a club manager,
whose salary, job and future pros•
poets depended on winning a pen•
nant, we'd grab Ty Cobb first, Hans
Wagner second,—and after we had
them safely roped and tied, then
maybe we'd start considering a gent
called Roth.
Whether or not we personally
agree with 'the ranking that put
Ruth first and Ty Cobb second is
a matter of little or no importance.
However, since nobody asked us,
we'll tell you. Let's put it this way.
Should we. be offered the pick of
the bin, and were a clubowner
chiefly interested in big gates and
bigger profits, we'd choose Babe
Ruth without the slightest hesita
Hon.
TABLE TALKS
clam anckvr
Maybe the groundhog saw his
shadow, and maybe not. In our
part of the Province the sky was
overcast most of the day, and if
the little weather prophet yen•
tured out of his hole, he wouldn't
be scared bacic again for the pro.
verbial forty days, or whatever it's
supposed to be. -
Still, judging of the future by the
past, chances are we'll have quite
a few chilly days and nights before
Spring is actually here; and some
of the recipes I have for you today
are especially good in cold weather.
For example, this one for making:
CORNBREAD
14 cup flour
1 cup yellow cornmeal
1i4 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon baking powder
teaspoon soda
1 tablespoon sugar
• 3/4 cup sour milk
1 egg
2 tablespoons bacon fat
Method—Melt the fat in a bak-
m pan. Sift the dry ingredients.
Add the beaten egg and fat to the
milk. Combine the two mixtures.
Bake in a 400 -degree oven for 25
minutes.
Instead of sort milk, sweet milk
with a teaspoon of vinegar added
may be used.
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Careful attention to your season-
ings makes all the difference in
creating a meat pie that's just so-so
—and one that bringe loud oriel
for an encore. The following'reeipe
is one that has been tried with
many ,ytsecessful variations—•for ex-
.tntple, mushrooms may be added,
when available, Make it in a large
-ize flat glass baking dish. Serve,
,our.
MEAT VEGETABLE PIE
2 caps diced (not chopped),
leftover roast. beef, lamb,
pork or chicken
1 cup leftover gravy, t' I. • .
with 1 cup water or
1 clip canned consomme
diluted with 1 cup water
and thickened or
2 cups stocic thickened to
make gravy
Salt and Pepper
1 cup cooked, leftover
vegetables or
1 cup celery, carrots and
onions, diced and parboiled
1 cup diced, boiled potatoes
(optional)
BISCUIT TOPPING
2 cups flour
4 teaspoons baking powder
• tea-poon salt
3 tablespoons shortening
1 cup milk
r/ teaspoon Worcestershire
sauce
Method—Butter baking dish, and
arrange meat and vegetables in it
Cover with gravy. Top with
dropped (not rolled) baking pow-
der biscuits made as follows: mix
shortening lightly with salted flour,
add liquid slowly, stirring to make
soft dough Drop biscuits on top
of meat and vegetables. Bake 30
minutes at 375 degrees F., longer
at slightly higher heat if a very
brown dish is desired.
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Although this recipe conies ori-
ginally from the deep South, it's
a favorite supper dish with lots
of Northerners too. It's for:
CREOLE °RICE CAKES
4 ell •es° bacon, chopped
3 tablespoons chopped onion
s t:bieepoons green pepper,
chopped
1 tea: Poon salt
teaspoon pepper
3 cups rice, cooked
1 cup flour
1 teaspoon baking powder
1 can tomato pulp
Method—Fry bacon crisp, leav
tug fat in frying pan. Combine
bacon with onion, green pepper,
and rest of ingredients. Mix t
ot0
oughly. Shape into cakes and fry
these in bacon fat,
When I ask my folks what sort
of a cake they'd like me to make,
the youngest lad's invariable reply
is, "Any old kind—so long as it'r
chocolate. There are plenty of
others whose tastes run along the
same lines, and I think they'll
enjoy jtest as much as he does—
which s a whole lot—this fine
SOUR CREAM
CHQCOLATE CAKE
%4 cup cocoa
yt cup boiling water
1 teaspoon soda
2 eggs
1% cups sugar
1 teaspoon salt
1% cups thick, sour cream
2 teaspoons vanilla
2 cups sifted cake flour
Method—Mix the cocoa with
water, Cool and add the soda. in a
nixing bowl beat two eggs until
they are fluffy. Add the sugar and
salt and beat with a rotary beater.
Add the cocoa mixture and the
vanilla, and blend. Add the sour
cream alternately with sifted flour,
Bake in two wax -paper -lined
nine -inch cake pans, in a 350 -degree
oven, for about 30 minutes,
Save Your Life!
Here's another incident that
actually happened to a member
of a -farm family. A State College
safety specialist, tells the story.
"Jack, Jack! Throw it! I'm wide
open." Tom yelled excitedly as he
ran toward the basket. But Jack was
closely guarded, and the other team
got the ball. Both teams raced back
toward the other end of the floor.
You probably couldn't call them
"teams," There were only six boys
altogether,
Tom had been on an errand for
his mother, had heard noise in the
community gym as he passed it.
Figured he'd just peek in to see
what was going on.
"Hi, Tont," Jack had called.
'Come on in—just enough for a
little game."
"Haven't time to play," answered
Tom, "Have to go to the store.
But I'll shoot a couple."
It didn't take much coaxing, tho,
when Pete said: "Bank, Red and I
will stand you three. We'll beat
your pants off." That did it, Tont
was ready to play
Toot's team did all right for a
while. Tom and Jack were fast;
Eimer was slow, but he had long
arms. Their score climbed as they
raced up and down the floor.
Tom could feel he was getting
too hot, knew he shouldn't play
in his street clothes. Especially in
leather shoes. The high school coach
had told them that often. But, he
thought, a little practice won't hurt.
Pete dribbled down the floor as
Tom raced after him. Tom was out
of breath, wished Pete would slow
down. But Pete went in fast, passed
to Hank for the shot. Both teams
were under the basket for the re-
bound.
Tom started to jump, then lost
his balance as a leather shoe slip-
ped on the floor, He fell against an-
other player, then dropped to the
floor with his right hand beneath
him.
Back at the other end with the
ball, Jack found nobody to pass
to. Then he noticed Tom.
"Hey, guys, what's wrong?"
They took Tom home. When the
doctor arrived, he announced that
Tom's badly swollen wrist was
broken. He wouldn't play basket-
ball again for a long time.
"How did it happen, boys?" asked
Doctor Harmon when he returned
to the front room where the others
were waiting.
"Just an accident, Doc, We were
playing basketball at town hall."
After getting the whole story, the
doctor told the boys a few things
they won't forget:
'Accidents don't just happen.
They are caused.
"Accidents occur because we don't
do things correctly.
"You don't use basketball shoes
just because the coach says so, or
to protect the floor. You use -'em
because regular shoes aren't sine,
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