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Zurich Herald, 1950-04-13, Page 5$peciaal Occasion It was a wvet night—a bad night for the Plume of leathers. In the saloon bar there were just the jtrree of thein. The young couple wt ho had come in at nine and the mart who had been sitting in the s,;tne corner chair, silent and gloomy, the wwhole, Vvening, For a tbile the youtrg couple didn't notice hint. Just as they hadn't seenied to notice the rain, 'They were lost in a private world of their owr ' When they stopped laugbing anti talking they looked into each other's eyes. They did .not heat the inau's bcavy siglling breath that carne every fear nrin- tttes., They lead no time to notice the misery in the lines round his Mouth, the I,ahi in his ey;-s But wheii the boy started to lirder a second round, tite g,•it•1 nudged him and whispered. Ile tles- itated for a moment, the,, suliled and nodded. He walked across the bar to the than in the corner, "Excuse ane, but won't ),oil join tis? I mean " lie added, shyly, "well, seeing there's just the three of Its A thin smile struggled on to the man's lips. "That's very kind of you but-----" "Please, tie 'buts,' As v niatter of fact, this is a frightfully special occasion for' us, We want some- body to drink with us; Vic s!rall be really apse; if you don't," "All right, I'taa poor company, I'm afraid. And ruille's only a bitter." "Sure?" "Quite sure." The three glasses of bitter made their appearance, The barmaid re- moved herself along the counter to the more lively atmosphere of the public bar. "Well, then, here's to your spec- ial occasion!" said the man, making another valiant effort to produce a smile. He was really very little older than the bolt—at the most seven or eight years olden. But hap• piness was taking years off one face,and gloom was adding years to the other, so that they might have been father and son. The girl laughed self-consciously, Almost a giggle, "Thanks, i ou're the first. I hope you feel duly hon- oured." The boy grinned sheepishly, "You see, ire got engaged about an Hour ag.o. On the top of a bus. So we didn't get off it—stayed oil till the end of the journey, Then we came in here. I expect it all sounds mad, but it's how we felt" "We just had to ask somebody to drink—to our future," the girl added. "Rather!—only once in a life- time," said the boy, heartily. The man fumbled in his pocket, found his wallet. For a moment they looked anxiously at each other, frightened he was going to em- barrass then"- with the offer of a present. But he handed them in- stead a tiny photograph. The girl caught her breath, "Why she—she's lovely!" "Yes. Very lovely." His voice was toneless. "I was engaged to iter for three years," He fumbled in his trousers pockets, "Ah, there it is. Yes, that's the ring. She gave it back to me at five -thirty this evening, 'Chat's why I've been sitting in here since six—drinking. Fanny, isn't it?" His voice was still toneless. "Olt, I say, we're terribly Sorry— 'If we'd realized wvc--w'e'd never have butted in----" He shrugged his shoulders. "I'm riot feeling as bad about it as I was at six, Sunk quite a few beers since then, It helps." "And now we've matte it worse for -,on," said the boy, guiltily. "No, for Ileaven's, sake don't imagine that. Talking—once you get started—helps as rutich as drinking." "Were you Very couch in lode wvith her?" asked the girl. He paused. the idea we were going to get married one day -as a mental habit," "Perhaps she'll change her mind Again. I think long engagements are awfully difficult -- especially for girls. li'e'd have been Pnuaged Canadian Fighters In Battle Against Cancer --Throughout Canada there are some 70 highly trained groups of research workers carrying on scientific research into the cause and cure for cancer, Perhaps one of the most unusual research teams is to be found at the Medical School of the University of Western Ontario. Dr, Lee Fraser Bertram, a graduate of Western Univcr- sity, and her husband Ewart Bertram, M.Sc., a graduate of the same college are working to- gether on cancer research under the guidance of Dr. Murray Llewellyn Barr, another Westeril graduate. 1')r. Bertram entered the field of medicine by a rather circuitous route. Daughter of a Port Elgin doctor, Dr. James E. Fraser., she studied music at Alma College and attained her degree before finally deciding to enter the medical School at Western. Ewart Bertram~ is a graduate biologist and after his marriage to the brilliant young doctor in rite fall of 1949 they commenced their research career together. Dr. Barr, an RCAF veteran, is in charge of the research project which concerns the struc- ture of cell nuclei as it may relate to the cancer cell. Dr. Darr's project is financed by the Na- tional Cancer Institute and the National Research Council. He is also assisted by 1-I. Lindsay. Part of the funds raised during the April campaign of the Canadian Cancer Society will be used to assist this and similar research projects in Canada. Contrillutions may be sent to ail)' local unit of the Society or mailed direct to Ontario Headquarters, Postal Station `F', Toronto. eighteen months ago but I wouldn't. Now we shall only be engaged for a few months. Dick didn't like me being obstinate, but I'n, sure it was right." "Nell, it's been the same thing -- we've gone about together every- where," said the boy, quickly. "Yes, but because we wanted to. Not because we felt we had to. That's the big difference. And it wasn't really possible to think about getting married before. Now Dick's had a rise—well, it's a good deal simpler." She smiled almost distantly. She was still in her own private world. The man sighed. "Yes, I know all that. Waiting—this year, next year. Money, money—always blasted moneyl People say it doesn't matter but, by Heaven, it does~ Well, you two are all right. Stick to it. I hope you'll get a devil of a lot more rises. Big ones, 11iy ruddy firm's in the wrong sort of trade for these days' —they've just cut my salary." They looked at hien with sudden understanding. "Was that why—?" "Yes, that was why. After three years of waiting—and now smashed to pieces. I suppose I can't blame her. It was a pretty big cut, blast them I Only it was all so nearly possible. We'd have had to be care- ful, of course, but, still, it wouldn't have, been all scraping and watch- ing every farthing. Olt, I can't blame her. They haven't left me enough to offer any woman." "Pretty tough luck!" The boy gulped. "Makes me feel a pig. I ,Wean, I got nay rise this morning and you '" "Don't be a fool, maul If any body ought to feel a pig it's nte— shouldn't have said a thing about it, ought to have just drunk your lrealths. Spoiling your great day for you—ought to have known bet- ter, But it was a Lind of coinci- dence and I suppose I had to get it off my chest to somebody. Been di-inkiu' allyway—makes you say things you shouldn't . , ." "We %vere thinking too much about ourselves, anyway. I know I No, No, Not Again! ---- The year is only three 111oliths old, but already rile flagi)ole sit- ters are at it. First to 'u111p the g;uil o.i1 elle sl.im111er` silly season is Odell Smith, ex -Mar- ine paratrooper, of Atlanta, Cra.:, shown ascend,- rig to his perch, 1e plans tura blast all pole sitting records by sCjtlattirA lip there QI {lint' 111011tho, Vot11ii1 ' dowil Iri1 bristwas, was. A Bell of a chap I was think- ` ing nlvself, Just because they'd shoved my money up to eight quid a week---" "Haw much?" He almost shouted. He stepped back as if someone had hit him and the rem- nants of beer in his glass splashed on to the floor. The boy flushed. "Eight pounds," he said, curtly. The man flung the glass against the bar counter. "Eight puunds— c';ght quid! Illy God, that's what they cut my money down tol" He reached the door laughing like a madman, The young couple looked at each other. When they looked round again there was just the door swinging violently. "And what's up with h;n,, I'd like to know," exclaimed the bar- maia, looking angrily at the floor. "Glasses cost moneyl" —From "Tit Bits". How The Donkey Got His Bray Waterloo was a large black don- key, In those days donkeys were the usual means of transportation in Jerusalem, and people r,)dc don- key -back on their business rounds and even wvl,en paying social calls . Our Arab nurses told us the story of how the donkey got his bray when we were little, s oleninly assuring us it was trite, When Noali was collecting the animals for the ark, Mr. and Mrs. Donkey came early, but lingered a few minutes on the green turl for a last nibble of grass, They did not notice the gathering clouds nor the first huge drops of rain. Then Mr. Donkey looked tip to see that the door of the ark was closed 1 He was terribly frig•htene.!. What it he and his nate were left be- hind? So he lifted up a loud voice and Called: "Noa-ah! No -ab 1" The rain beat and the lightning lashed and the thunder tore. and soddenly Noah opened the door of the ark to then-. Mr. Donkey was so relieved to see Noall that his shouting sub- sided into "Alit alit ahl" and that is how the donkey got his bray, and the reason why it is so loud, for lie lead to raise his voice above ' the doww•npouring of the Flood, The story is much better told n Arabic, where the cries of Noah sound exactly like the donkey's bray. 1VV children had glorious tithes ridifgs, Waterloo. lie was big true~ stroug and court~ carry several of to. at one time. Ail ingenious cion if C� trivance of panniers made of two -upholstered kerosene boxes was slung on either side of a,+i Arabic saddle, on �vhic!r was fastened, throne -like, a coffee -shop stool up- side down with one rung cut out to snake a chair. Phillip and cheer- ful John ~'~Whiting sat in this, his sister Ruth and my sister Grace in the kerosene boxes, and we older children walked or ran alotig- side, . We often went donkey -back to Ein Farrah, and in my parents' letters are many mentions of pic- nics in this wildly picturesque and rocky gorge near Anath6th, the birthplace of Jeremiah. , We liked going' to Ein Farrah early, to avoid travelling in the sunnier heat, and generally ar- rived by sunrise at a certain plain which wve children dubbed "The Plain of the Rising Sun," for we loved giving names to places, On this plain was a Moslem shrine or "well," and Nye noticed that all the donkeys lifted tip their voices itw a tremendous bray as they faced the first rays of the rising sun, which was usually just as tiwe were approacIting the veli. Because of the Arabic tale of the donkey and his bray, we called the shrine "Noah's Tomb." A few years ago 1 gave a tea- party to a group of Biblical stu- dents visiting Jerusalem. Trey were late, and in their apology mentioned that they had been taken to see Noah's Tomb. I questioned then,, for I knew there was no tomb it) Palestine that could possibly at- tributed to Noall. To lily amusement I found they had been taken by one of our old "donkey -boys," now graduated into a dragoman, or guide, to our sln•it:c on our "PIain of the Rising Sun," both named by us when we ivere children. So does fantasy get ,handed down to become a-radition, —Froth "Our Jerusalem," by Ber- tha Spafford ~rester. Imagination Cohen," said Mrs. Nathan, "what's the trouble? Yon loot: worried." "Yes, yes," siol,ed Mrs. Costen, "my husband is always sick." „Your husband is just a hypo- cliondriac," said Mrs, Nathan, "He isn't sick. He just thinks he's sick. Take no notice of his complaints -and watch him get well." A month later, the two women met again, Mrs, Cohen looked ever, more worried. "N'Our husband no bctter?" asked the friend. 1, \Vorse," said Nfrs. Cohen. ".lfe thinks lie's dead." Air RRl',..ti'TiSQQe1, LOOK AT wsiti� possra'r SUIT You NIs aaeow40 .70 "T tt WAMNSt>size t A??lAt e ADY Ma NqD Yau'L I. CAANGE VO4R. Woo. a/ r #, $7 • >~ a Mtr'A�twKtlr�, How To Build Barbecue Grill Naturally .you'll need first to se- legit your building site, Choose a spot where there is shade iii. the late afternoon, if this is possible. You had better get the whole family to- gether to decide ort this, because although the grill can be moved, it is unnecessarily hard work, Then you -must place your order for con- crete blocks. It will take 63 whole blocks and 12 half ones. While this order is being filled, you call use this time to find the articles you will need in order to start work. They are few, A hoe, a spade, four pegs and some string, a level and a trowel will do, Stake the pegs and string that you have to the ground to form the outline of your pit. Take some sharp instrument and mark this outline off so that the strings may be removed. Thea- you start to dig because you must have a base for the grill that will not allow it to sink and become unievel. You Re- coinplish this by Sinking the blocks their full 8" in the ground. The base is completed, The remainder of the wvorl: is placing the blocks in order to build up the sides and back. No cement is used. The blocks are merely stacked one oil top of the other. The sides of the firebox are built 3 blocks high from the base and are 33/2 blocks deep.. In order to keep your wood in a dry and order- ly fashion, a wood box is built on one side of the firebox, The 'walls of the wood box are only two blocks high, but are the same depth as the firebox. This ~wood box also serves as a table during cooking operations. Now tale twwo and one -}salt blocks end place then~ on the top of the back ivall of the firebox. On top of these you place two more blocks and another one on top of these two, so that you have a simulated chimney in the back. All blocks should be placed so that they inter- lace, since this lessens their chance of falling. Since no cement is used, the blocks may be replaced easily should one crack from the beat. However, chances are you won't have to worry about this for sev- eral years. The building operation can be completed in a day and your grill finished except for three items. The wood box needs a top, the firebox needs a grill and the base of tine firebox needs to be built tip about eight inches so that so much wood need not be used for the fire. The base of the firebox may be built up with •either concrete blocks, gravel, cinders, or .old bricks. The grill must be obtained and tato either Ile made out of iron rods about % inch in diameter, or any suitable grill that can withstand great heat. The top of the wood box will look best made of concrete. This means that a frame the exact size of the top must be built. The ground may serve as the lyase of this frame. The concrete must be moxed in these proportions: 6 coal buckets of gravel, 4 of sand, and 2 of cement, Water must lie added to form the correct mixture of con- crete. Mixing concrete is heavy Mork and you may need s. -ane help on this. After it is poured, the top must be smoothed will, a. trowel until there are no lumps or I:ieces of gravel left ort top, The concrete must be left to dry for at least 24 hours and must be sprinkled with :rater several times during this dry- ing period to prevent cracking, Then with help, a great deal of help, because this concrete block is very heavy, the finished slab is placed on top of the Stood bo:. and the barbeeue grill is cortlplete. Comeback A wealthy widow married a .rata of slender means. The boneyinoon had scarcely ended before she be- g -:n reminding her husband that it was her- money which was paying the bills. Even when friends drop- ped in and admired the ne%vlywede home, the wife would remark, "Of course, if it weren't for any money, Henry would not be able to afford a place like this." One day the hus- band bought a television set. His wife examined it and said: "It's beautiful. But I don't hav* to remind you, Henry, that if it 'weren't for my money, it wouldn't be here," "My dear," replied the husband, quietly, "I think it's time to tell YOU that if it :Weren't for your money, I wouldn't be here either." And then, of course, there was the optician's daughter. Two glasses and she made a spectacle of herself. Warp and Woof of Fashion—Snug as two dogs in a rug are "Fancy Dapper Dan," left, police bloodhound, and ' .11f erry Windjammer," champion Surrey English cocker spaniel. The dogs suffered through the fitting of their new `kug-ed look" hats for a special benefit fashion show. hats get. that way being made of carpeting. Leper Mission Begins --Navy doctor Gordon C. McNeilly, with his datighter. Miriam, 4, left Alameda. Calif,, bound for an 15 -111011th tour of duty in the leper colony on Tinian Island. Dr. McNeilly volunteered for the havardotis assignment be- cause lie felt it his "Christian duty." Also accompanying hieaa wvere his xvife and another daughter, 4 ulontllc Al.