The Huron Expositor, 1941-08-08, Page 671
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asy A N • ALLAN
Iyd(r, Rion. Economist
4 LLY MAKING
IeWI° .TiOr emakers! Let's all make
*ore jellies, jams and preserves this
year. • Nearly everyone has relatives
yerseas, and we can all help the war
victims who need these concentrated
energy foods. Make sur, too, that
your own emergency shelves will be
stocked.
Abol%j¢ fifteen years ago, new and
simple methods of jelly making were
discovered, and equipment brought in-
to use which simplifies the job.
There are several factors which
help determine the right amount of
water. With red and black currants,
almost cover the fruit with water-
When it boils, mash it, with a potato
masher and strain through the bowl
strainer. It is peiecectly safe to make
a second extraction with the current
jelly pulp; almost coyer pulp with wa-
ter; let boil; stirring occasionally for
several minutes, then strain. This
will make two or three extra glasses.
Fruits, having more juice than pulp
will not furnish any extra jam. Grapes
make a very satisfactory pulp -as well
as juice. No second extraction
should be attempted.
With such hard fruits as apples and
crab-apples, the prepared fruit should
. he covered with water as well as
with a lid. This -is especially true if
the fruit is hard and. needs to con-
tinue cooking for some time. By, us-
ing. two bowl strainers and occasion-
ally lifting the' fruit, the juice can
readily. be obtained. If the crab-ap-
ple juice seems ''thick or heavy,"
rinse ire pulp with a half -cup of wa-
ter, shaking it around, and add to the
juice. •
Apple or crab-apple pulp, if desir-
ed, may be rubbed through the sieve
and used for fruit butter, or sauce.
These fruits are also valuable to help
other fruits jell. Mixed with choke
cherry or elderberry juice, a satis-
factory jelly can be made. The flavor
of the wild fruit remains distinct up
to 50 per cent dilution.
The proportion of pectin in fruits
varies in several ways, being' higher
some years than others. Juice from
under -ripe fruit jells better than from
over -ripe fruit. There is proportion-
ately more pectin in small fruits than
Targe of the same variety, as more
pectin is found in skins and seeds
than in pulp.
Cirections For Making Good Jelly
1. The following fruits make good
jelly without additional pectin: Sour
apples, currants, cranberries, goose-
berries, grapes, sour plums, blueber-
ries, oranges, sweet plums, quinces,
raspberries.
2. lJse a mixture of ripe and slight.
ly under -ripe fruit in the proportion
of a cup of ripe fruit to two cups
of under -ripe, to give good flavor, col-
or and pectin.
3. Wash and remove stems. (Do
not peel .or core).
4. If fruit iselow in acid, add lemon
juice to the raw fruit. Adding six to
eight tablespoons of lemon juice to a
cup of cut -,up raw fruit. Instead of
adding lemon juice, fruits may be us-
ed in combination with a more tart
fruit, e.g. raspberry with red currant;
strawberries with gooseberries, blue-
berries with rhubarb.
5. Cook the fruit with the right
amount .of water until very soft and
mushy.
6. Moisten• a jelly bag. and pour the
hot cooked fruit into the bag. (A
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jelly bag may be flannel, a clean su-
gar bag or two thicknesses of fine
cheese cloth).
7. Let drip into a large ccintainer.
For good, clear jelly do not squeeze
the bag, use two wooden spoons to
lift the ,fruit. (As previously stated,
fruits such as currants, crab apples,
gooseberries, quinces, can' have two
extracts of juices made from them).
8. Clarify the juices by straining
the juice through a moist jelly bag
with squeezing.
9. Measure the juice and add` the
proper quantity of sugar—which will
be determined by the pectin test.
10. To obtain the best results, use
tour to six cups of juice at a time in
a large flat -bottom saucepan which
fits your electric element. The juice
should boil up to at least twice its
volumfe. (Slow cooking gives a dark
jelly with ,poor flavor and texture).
11. Test the jelly to know when to
remove from the range—lift a spoon-
ful of the liquid and allow it to drop
slowly to the edge of the spoon. As
the liquid nears the„jellying stage it
will form distinct drops at the round
of tthe spoon edge. Test repeatedly
so that it does not cook too long, and
when two drops. pull together, the
jelly is done and should be removed
from the element at once.
12. Let the mixture stand 30 sec-
onds. Remove scum and pour into
sterilized jelly glasses.
13. In order that all air bubbles
come to the top let the jelly stand in
the glasses for a few minutes before
a thin layer of melted paragin (or
wax) is poured over the jelly. An-
other thin coating of melted wax may
be poured over ,the jars on the next
day,
RECIPES
Red and Black Currant Jelly
Wash currants well. Crush In
a
kettle and add a very little water—
about lin cups to 6 quarts of. cur-
rants. Cook until .fruit is very soft
and strain through a jelly bag. Bring
juice to a boil and gradually add su-
gar, abut 7/8 cup sugar to 1 cup juice.
Boil until it sheets from • the spoon,
about 8 to 15 minutes. Pour into
clean hot glasses and seal with paraf-
fin.
Peach Conserve
24 large peaches
2 oranges --juice and grated rind,
2 lemons ---juice and grated rind
3% pounds sugar or 7 cups
1 cup blanched almonds.
Peel and slice peaches, add sugar,
orange and lemon and let stand ov-
ernight. Cook, slowly until thick, add-
ing the almonds after the mixture has
cooked 20 minutes. Pour into hot
sterilized glassses and seal at once.
Crab Apple Preserve
4 pounds crab apples
2 tablespoons vehole cloves
4 cups water
4 pounds sugar.
Make a syrup of water and sugar.
Add the crab apples, either whole or
quartered and cored. Cook until the
apples are tender, having the cloves
tied in a small cotton bag. Fill into
jars and seal while hot.
August Conserve
1 pint diced carrots
1 pint diced tart apples
1 cup peaches
3 cups sugar
Juice of 1 lemon.
Mix the ingredients and simmer
them until, the mixture is clear. Turn
into jelly glasses, and when cold cov-
er with hot paraffin.
Raspberry Jam
.Mix equal parts of •raspberries and
sugar and allow to stand one hour.
Heat slowly, stirring often until it
boils. Boil 10 minutes. Pour into
sterilized jars and seal at once,
Tomato Conserve
4 cups tomato pulp (cooked and
strained through colander)
3 cups sugar
% ,cup raisins
1 lemon
?4 cup preserved ginger.
Mix all together and cook slowly
until thick,'
• A Tip
1. Directions For Making Home -
Made Apple Pectin.—Clean slightly
under -ripe apples. • Do not peel or
core. Slice. To one pint of apples
add one pint of water:. Bring it to
a boll quickly. Simmer 20 minutes.
Strain th-rough a jelly bag. Press
`lightly with a wooden spoon. Take
rhe pulp from bag and add. an equal
quantity of water. Simmer again 20
minutes. Strain. Put the first two
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VICTORY
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ed well that night. Waiting in
their wraps, we discussed the little
flurry we had seen outside. By the
time we reached our table on the bal-
cony I had forgotten there was a raid
on.
"Stephen is the country cousin
now," somebody said, referring to the
fact that after having long been a
West End parishioner I had kecome,
as a soldier, an out -of -towner. "Give
him the ringside seat so that he can
see all the smartest people." I was
elaborately ushered into a chair next
to the balcony rail, and we ordered
our first course. I took -one of the
girls downstairs to dance. We danc-
ed a couple of numbers. "isn't this
fun!" she said, as thrilled as a de-
butante. War certainly brushes up
the sixnpled enthusiasms. "Like old
times," I said. "But for the uniforms
you'd never know there was a war
on." I seemed to have a gift that
night for ominous fatuity.
When the band started to play "Oh,
Johnny," we danced around to the
stairs and went back up to our table.
I was just tackling my smoked sal-
mon when the girl on my right said,
"Stephen, you know about such
things. How much do you say Dug-
gy Byng gets in the cabaret here?
We've been arguing." A man on the
other side of the table said, "My
guess is about twenty-five pounds a
week," I leaned forward to explain
the facts of cabaret life to the inno-
cent. "I've known acts here to get
five hundred pounds a week," I start-
ed to say. " "Bunoh Keys, I know,
turned down as much as that once—"
But I'll never be sure just how much
of that sentence I uttered and how
much was rammed back down my
throat in a thick composition of dust
and powdered mortar.
This is where the story is apt to
become dull and difficult. Dull be-
cause in plain words all that happen-
ed was a big' bang and the lights
weat out. Difficult because a state-
ment like that doesn't begin to give
any impression, to convey anything
of the feeling of what happened.
It was all 'One compact happening.
(If the official communique says there
were two bombs, all right, there were
two • bombs, but there was only one
bang,) One second everything was
normal --music, bright lights, conver-
sation, the luxurious litter of 'a
crowded dinner table before me, a
smart, substantial restaurant around
me. Next second—palpable, pitch
darkness, thick with noxious .fumes
(a smell I shall never forget) and
dust you pulled down ohokingly into
yaur lungs with every breath. You
sensed the chaos and wreckage all
around and that colossal bang stilt
reverberated in spine and stomach
and head.
It is easy to use the glib, old=fash-
ioned, true-blue British phrases like
"There was . no panic" and "People
were magnificent." It is harder to
make those simple truths sound con-
vincing. There was a moment of
scattered, small noises, of people call-
ing—they did not scream—to others
in their now invisible parties. (I
know if we . had been separated, if
any of my party had been dancing
at the time, 1 should have called out
to them.) But after ,th•at moment
there was complete silence. Then the
faraway voice of one of my friends
said, "Keep' away from; the edge of
the balcony," and I moved slowly and
extracts together in a shallow sauce-
pan. Boil rapidly until liquid is con-
centrated, to a quarter of the origin-
al amount. Put in sterilized jars and
seal tightly.
2. A sure test for jelly is made by
means of an instrument called the
J'elmeter, (Directions -are supplied
with the instrument on how to use
it).
3. The alcohol test for pectin is, to
pour one spoonful of extracted fruit
juices into a small flat dish. Measure
an equal amount of denatured alco-
hol.: Pour it gently lute a dish. Do
not stir—let it stand one to three
minutes. Then notice whether the
jelling qualities of the juice are ex-
cellent, good or poor.
4. If excellent add one cup of sugar
for each cup of juice; if good add 3/4
cup sugar for each cup of juice, and
if poor add 1/2 cup sugar for each cup
of juice.
Cautions When Using Alcohol
Wood alcohol may be purchased at
any drug store. Dight ounces is us-
ually sufficient for a season, but re-
member:
1. Wood alcohol is poisonous.
2. Do not let it come in contact
with food.
3. Discard the juice that has been
used for a jelly teat.
4. Wash utensils carefully after us-
ing them.
' QUESTION BOX
Mrs. R. B. asks: "What fruits con-
tain pectin and - acid? Which lack
pectin? Which lack acid?
Answer: Cranberries, quince s,
green apples, crab apples, blackber-
ries, gooseberries, orange rind and
white, pulp of Oranges contain pectin
and acid.
Peaches, pears, cherries, strawber-
ries, pineapples and nhubarb contain
practically no pectin When ripe.
Pears and sweet apples' contain
practically no acid.
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send in your questions on hirrne-
mal'ritig arid; watch this little corner
of the Colin= for replies
care/M.1y around to the other side of
the table. My chin hurt. - It had hit
the table, I realized, when the bang
came. We felt for one another, pat-
ting shoulders and gripping hands,
and gradually reassuring ourselves
that we were all alive. I tried to say
to the girl beside me "Are you all
right?" Ibut.no sound came,'My mouth
was` like an overfilled ashcan. I spat
dryly into the dark. I tried to clear
my throat. At last a thin echo of a
voice came out,
For the student of nervous 'reaction
I can set down a few personal obser-
vations of • those moments, Except
for my chin, I had no sensation of
having been hit by anything. I was
definitely not afraid or jittery. My
senses were clear and alert and my
'mind seemed neither accelerated not
stunned. I remember most clearly
of all a feeling of deep depression. I
remember thinking, as my lungs and
nostrils rebelled against the fumes
and filth. "The entrance must be
blocked. We are probably trapped."
Also, "Is there anything else to fall?"
I remember, too, waiting with ears
strained to catch the first crack or
i'linuble of a collapse that might yet
be to come. It did not come. For a
moment I recalled the time I had been
down a, goal mine ip my early teens,
an experience I had not thought
about for years; there bad been the
same pitch dark, the same fumes, and
the same sense of being entombed. I
thought of the girls whose hands I
held but could not :see and wondered
if we would all just stand here and
die slowly, They were both young
and I was fond of them, and I felt
sick with misery.
Here and there a cigarette lighter
flickered. Fire — that was a new
thought, and I looked around in the
dark. • Probably a hundred or more
cigarettes had been burning when the
bomb fell. Waiters with spirit stoves
Must have been cooking at tables,
There was the danger of escaping gas
too; those naked flames- of lighters
were surely foolish' But this was no
time to stand still and debate poten-
tial dangers. Our hand -clasping chain
had decided to move. Slowly, pain-
fully slowly and blindly, we started
in the direction of the door.
Then. the . blessed thing happened.
From the darkness, somewhere to-
ward the top of the stairs leading
clown to the dance floor, came a loud,
calm voice. "The entrance is clear,"
it said, without haste. "Corne this
way slowly, and you'll all be outside
in a few minutes." Later the voice
became personified in the bulky figure
of an A.R.P. warden wearing a steel
helmet and a businessman's ' mackin-
tosh -a prosaic enough figure, but my
own first recommendation for a
George Cross. Coming in from the
street, he must have sized up the sit-
uation Tri a second•and made the one
announcement every soul in that room
wanted,to hear. Until somebody says
to me, "The war is over," no Pour
words will ever be more welcome in
tory ears than the rwal den's "The en-
trance is clear."
Our chair Moved forward. We
made eure, . with..... every step, that
there was something to stand on. The
balcony became narrow where it curv-
ed around to the stairs. Fully a hun-
dred people beyond our table had to
come the same way, yet during our
journey to safety nobody attempted
to pass us or jostle Us. , It a -as -more
orderly 'and quiet than many a crowd
leaving a first night.' One ,Of my
friend's, trying to balance himself as
he stepped over a pile of debris,
brushed his hand against my head
and remarked that my hair was wet.
"Must be wine," he said. That seem-
ed reasonable enough to me and I
thought no more -of it. A moment
later, during one of our halts, the
same man''rourmured to his wife, "I
told you we should have gone to the
Savoy, darling."
Near the door the wreckage was so
had our party could not keep the
chain formation, and it was no Ienger
necessary, anyhow, for there was en-
ough light coming down Prom the
street, to see dim shapes. The girl
nearest me suddenly said, "We can't
go on. There's somebody lying
there." I stopped and discerned a
v; oinan's head and shoulders. I touch-
ed one shoulder, tried to move her.
She was rigid, pinned by a small
mountain of debris. As my eyes foc-
ussed better; I noticed the red, flow-
ery pattern of her dress. and realized
that she had been sitting at the table
next- to ours.. I stepped over her.
Tlhere was nothing else to be done for
the moment, but I hated doing it,
Then we reached the lobby and the
short flight of stairs leading up to the
street. We were safe. The girls
could. easily find their own way out
now. I turned back toward where I
had left the woman lying pinned. An
A.R.P. man grabbed me. by the shoul-
der and stopped me. I protested,
gabbing something about the woman,
Quietly he assured me that she would
be taken care of and would I please
-go out? I realized I was doing just
the kind of thing I would criticize
other people for doing—trying to go
back and help and getting in the way
when the experts vfere at work.
In the lobby I met the second -in
command of my battalion. His face
was black. "All right?" I asked.
"Fine." He grinned. "Good God," I
said,. "you've lost all your teeth!" I
put my hand up to his face and some
of the black on This teeth came away,
on my fingers. We both laughed and
I passed on. I later found out that
he was lying when he said he was alt
right. He knew he had been hit in
the back. He had to go to a. hospital,
Where it was discovered that some-
thing had entered his back through
one shoulder blade and come out near
the other, leaving an ugly little tun-
nel. iIow at missed his s)il1ae, nobody
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Outside, it was cool and pleasant
and moonlit. I had one of. the girls
of our party in my charge.now. For
the first time I thought something,
must be wrong with the back of my
head. lily collar felt damp. I touched
my head and looked at my hand,, I
looked at my uniform. The shoul-
ders were dark red and blood was
dripping from my lanyard. An A.R.P.
man directed me to' take the girl I
was with across the street. She was
quite limp, and I put my arm around
her and tried to speak encouragingly,
telling her we had only a little way
to go. Halfway across the street. our
position was suddenly reversed. The
air had revived her, but to my sur-
prise my knees went weak and for
the rest of the way she supported me.
We entered a shelter in the basement
of an office 'building. Someone sent
me to wash up. In the midst of dis-
aster and tragedy there was nothing
to do but laugh at my reaction in the
mirror over the basin. My face look-
ed as if it had been made up crude-
ly. with burnt cork, and my clotted
hair was standing spikily on end. I
took off my collar and tie and threw
them away. They looked as if they
had been soaked in Burgundy.
A little foreigner in a steel helmet
bathed my head. It struck me as one
of the minor ironies of a"nationalis-
tic" war that my first wound should
be treated by someone whose English
I could barely understand. Some nurs-
es arrived. One . of them came over
to the fellow who was assiduously
dressing my skull. "What's this?"
she demanded, contempt in her voice.
My alien friend looked unhappy and
stood back. "Quite the wrong thing,"
she announced, almost triumphantly,
matching to the first,word a swift and
painful gesture with which she whisk-
ed off the bandage. That was, the.
first time my head"had really hurt.
When she had fixed a dressing to her
satisfaction, she demanded my hand-
kerchief and tied it around my head.
1 lit a cigarette. The lighter flame, I
noticed was steady.
I went back to the,, cabaret. Even
in the crowd around the door I could
see that I was only in the way. The
next problem was to rendezvous with
my party and check that we were all
still safe. We ' found one another
wandering. about in the street and de-
cided to go to the Mayfair, where we
knew two or three of our friends were
staying. There- were no taxis, so I
started to walk with one of the girls.
She began to shiver and her teeth
were chattering. I was shivering too.
I re'rnembered that a person suffering
from shock often doesn't know it.
Outside the Piccadilly Hotel we 'saw
a taxi about to start off. We yelled
and ',e'en across the street, babbled
something to the people in the dark
inside, and piled in. They were ob-
viously taken aback at the invasion,
-ent they were pretty decent about it
and told the driver' to take us to the
Mayfair, although it wasn't in the di-
rection they were going. We talked
all the way, yet neither of us ever
saw' the faces of our hosts. Every-
body sat bn top of everybody else,.
I had forgotten about my rather
startling appearance. I strode into
the bright, busy lounge of the May-
fair and marched up to the desk. It
must have been an alarming sight --a
dirty, , collarless, bloodstained officer,
his dishevelled hair bound in a hand-
kerchief, gypsy fashion. I was told
that we were the first to arrive. Gra-
dually the others turned up and told
their stories. One man had tried to
go home for fresh clothes but found,
there was an 'unexploded bomb in his
street; on the way back he had con-
siderately called at the Suivi and can-
celled our table. Before leaving the
wrecked Cafe, a girl who had been-
bombed
een-bombed twice before and each time
lost a fur coat had gone to the cloak-
room, presented her ticket and recov-
ered her wrap. "I couldn't afford to
lose three fur cots," she explained.
Samaritans flocked around us in the
lounge. I decided to forget the first-
aid bit I'd learned. about not allow-
ing head injury cases to take spirits,.
and drank several welcome brandies.
The girls were whisked off to baths,
with offers of cosmetics, stockings,
and beds foe thy night. One elderly
woman who kept trying to help in one
way after another eventually produc-
ed her trump card, an Army doctor.
who had been dining and dancing
downstairs with a young lady, I was
taken to a bedroom to be attended
by him. His attractive girl friend cut
my hair around' the wound most effici-
ently. "You should have been a
nurse," I said admiringly. "I am,"
she replied.
At last our party went its several
ways to bed, but, as we found when
we met again next day, in no case
to sleep much. Another alert sound-
ed early in the morning. In my came
it was the excuseI bad been waiting
for to get out of bed. ' My .pillow
looked like a• gravel road after a min-
or accident. I was restless and very
liun•gry. By a quarter past seven I
was out walking in the West End. I
went back to the Shattered Cafe. By
one of those freaks which are a com-
monplace of 'bombin'gs, the men's
cloakroom was Unscathed. Although
it seemed wrong to he concerned
about some £15 'worth of clothing
when one was lucky' enough just to
be• alive, I adroit I was glad to find
my coat, my hat, my respirator, ev-
en my gloves axed stick. '.l''hat awful
emeil still huti:g about the place, Iii
(0ol4itfxtiii9tll en 'lsage 7)