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Flesherton Advance, 8 Oct 1947, p. 9

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f >â-  *â-  « V f -J? * > A ^ V {* >â-  1 .5HDnT5f<7l<V 1 p No Need ^ For Words vj By â- â-  LILA LENNON It had been a silly quarrel, real- ly, Peg reflected. The quarrel had started from such an insignificant tiling as her new hair-do. Kow, here she was sitting alone, the slam of the. front door still ring- ing in her ears. Bob had gone out alone, and on a Thursday night, too. That was what really hurt most, because Thursday nights were such special nights. The stores were all open and after the dishes were done. Bob and Peg always went window ship- ping. Thei never was a lot ol money to spend. Sometimes they did boy one or two little things, and it was always such fun! Peg thought for a moment about bow Bob used to tuck her hand un- der his arm and say, '.'Some day, honey, I'll give you all the things you want." And she had always â- aid: "But I have what I realty,' want . . you, And, what we share has no trite, it can't be measured in terms of dollars and cents!" It was true, Peg reflected. You can't put a price on the magic of contentment and love and under- itanding. Understanding! It was something of a shock to disc er that Bob could be so critical . . . and so stub- born. And, he hadn't understood, at all. Bob ' d been tired . . . but even io, all she had done was to say, "Tfou haven't e , en noticed my new hair-do 1" He said grumpily, "I don't kn-w why you spent all afternoon getting that done, you look like you're getting ready to tak bath!" Tears smarted Peg's eyes. Her words rushed out. "You'd look V-t- ter with a hair-cut yoursclfl" "I know it," Bob admitted, "but I harried home so we could go •hoppi s" There seemed to be a broom han- dle stiffening in Peg's back. "I don't tiiink I care to go shopping to- tDoight," she answered slowly. When the dishes were done. Bob tamed to her, "Are you ready?" Peg answered stubbornly, ''I'm Bot going." Bob had been equally as stub- bom, though. "I won't beg you to come. Peg. I'll go alone." And he had gone, just like that. Darkness crept over the room, but Peg didn't turn on a light. She dropped ber head on her arms and remembered other Thursday nights. Bob, helping her to choose a slip, laying critically, "That looks too Ug for you, you're so little." Bob, being amused . . . "Those litt'e pink things with the bows are sure cute!" But, tonight, he was : lone . . . ke had wanted it that way . . . what was he thinking? Did he feel the same loneliness? Silly? No, Peg reflecteJ, maybe h wasn't silly, after all. Maybe it was really very important. Maybe tlM little things were, after all, Important to seal understand. Maybe ... it was up to her, too, to b« as Bob wanted her to be. Quickly, her hair came tumbling down. .When Bob came home she ironld say the things that were in icr heart; he'd understand. The sound of ihe door opening igiiietly, reached her. "Peg'" Bob called. "Here," she said softly. He walked over to the lounge. "Why are you sitting in the darkT I was worried, '! thought . , . wanl a Kghir 'No,'' 'he .. iswcred quietly. Bob cleared hi throat. "Here . . . I brought you a little present." He thrust the small package into her hands. "Wait a minute, I'll turn on the light." The lig!it shone down on her head a* Pv'g undiil the folds of tissue. It made little colored beams dance up from the two tiny jeweled combs. She turned to Bob, and all the things s' c wanted to say rushed to iMr lips, but Bob was staring at her hair tvmbling to her shoulders. Then he took her in his arms and held her tight. There was no need for words. The Turks regard green as a â- acred color and for that reason Its use is confined chiefly to prayer russ. I U. S. Noval Uader HORIZONTAL 1 Pictured U. S. naval leader, Vice-Adm. Marc A. â€" â€" 7 Ambary 8 Ireland 9 Exempli gratia (ab.) 11 Period 12 Soon 13 Dance step 15 Chief division of a long poem 17 Compass point 18 Roman goddess 20 Subjoin 21 Small candle 22 Erect 23 For fear that 24 Notion 28 Go by 31 Rub out 33 Note in Guide's scale 34 Grates upon 35 Pint (ab.) 37 Employers 38 Driving command 39 Portion 41 Golf device 42 Lower case (ab.) 43 Scope 44 Symbol for erbium 45 Violent streams VEB'nCAL 1 Substance 2 Beverage 3 Iniquities 4 Black bird. 5 Chicken 6 Abrogate 7 Girl'.s name 10 Canadian peninsula 11 Native of Denmark 14Saintes (ab.) 15 He is the Aaawvr !• PnTloua PassU iKir:.T^i'3iMigQraui8Qi r:jii:sw .•n=jnH. .-aHiara .ij; ii <:=\^ ^ -â- :Mgia.-;iitsi mis spark plug of the fast Task Force 16 Beast of burden 18 Vermont (ab.) 19 Sketchers 25 Pull along 26 Artist's frame 27 View 28 Wallops (slang) 29 Prince 30 Certain 32 Electrical unit 33 Guinea (ab.) 35 Young salmon 36 Woody plant 39 Golf term 40 Light brown CHRONICLES OF GINGER FMM â€" Hy Gwendoline P Clarki Back to standard time and no one in this house seems to know how to take advantage of it â€" no one, that is, except myself. For two weeks I had been looking forward to that extra hour on Sunday morn- ing. But did I get it? Not exactly as I had planned anyway. But as I said to myself afterwards â€" If you can sleep when all the world is waking. If you can dream when other folk are working. If you can doze when roosters start a-crowing. If you can rest when sun begins a-shining, If you can stand the noise and light and chatter â€" And take it all â€" and not disturb your slumber â€" Sleep on, my dear â€" let naught your dreams encumber. » • » Ves, that's how it was on Sun- day â€" everybody wanting to get up but me. Oh well, this standard time just takes getting used to, I thought. Tomorrow will be normal. Normal . . . that's where I laugh. Bob is on a job that stays on fast time, so on Monday he was up at 4.45 standard time and got his own breakfast. Then at 5.30 Partner was all set to get up. "For goodness sake go to sleep", I scolded, "the alarm hasn't gone off yet â€" it isn't six o'clock." "But it's daylight." "It's moonlight," I answered. For a while all was quiet, then about ten to six I heard John come down stairs. "The dickens," I ex- claimed, "I might as well be upl" So up I got and I have been run- ning around in circles ever since. Bob, working on fast time, was to be in to dinner at eleven o'clock standard time. The rest of us na- turally would have our meal at noon. Bob's dinner was on the table and the tea made when he came in, looked at the table and laid â€" "I don't need my dinner yet â€" we have knocked off on account of rain!" Is it any wonder mothers turn grey? Ask any housewife and she will tell you nothing throws her off schedule so easily as irregular meals. But should one be five min- utes late â€" then, if looks woujd kill, there are times when one wouldn't be alive to dish up the dinner. Let me see â€" there was something funny I wanted to tell you â€" what was it? Oh yes . . . "Mike" was in to buy chickens; Tippy was bark- ing furiously at his heels and Mike wasn't liking it a bit. I tried to reassure hini. "Don't worry about the dog, Mike^ie wont hurt you." "Im not worrying 'bout the dog," answered Mike, "Im worrying about MK!" Last Saturday was the day of our local fair. It was beautiful wea- ther â€" bright sunshine and the air just comfortably warm. There was a capacity crowd at the Fair and the exhibits were good except for the fruits and vegetables which were almost conspicuous by their absence. There is this much to be said for local fairs as compared with the Exhibition â€" nearly every- one knows something about the ex- hibitors. Johnny shows his best bacon hog and Mary her Jersey Austerity Lesson When Mrs. Ellen Parker of Philadelphia returns to the L'nit- ed States, after visiting her sister, Mrs. Hannah James of Edling- ton, Doncaster, she will take with her one week's rations for one person to exhibit in her grocery shop, to impress upon her cus tomers the austerity in Britain. / / MR.'BRISK »a^5 'WHEN yOU)(E TIRED AS yO«CANVE.DRINKA CUP OF uptonSstea* calf and you go along and lool . the stuff over to see how John and Mary's exhibits compare with the others. On the way you run into friends you haven't seen for ages and you discuss the Institute exhib- it in the hall. That is sometliing in which nearly everyone is interest- ed because almost eycry second per- son is an Institutor or connected with one. * » » There was a Girls' Pipe Band which was an added attraction to the Fair. There was also plenty of farm machinery with • a tractor geared to run in a small circle â€" »ort of perpetual motion, as it were. Quite a smart idea, I thought. And to conclude â€" our wheat is up and looking well. That, also, is what our neighbour's horses think. After leaving us in peace all sum- mer they now visit us almost daily â€" and generally via the wheat field. • • • TABLE TALKS • • • tf YOU CATCH COID As Easy As Pie To make a perfect pie is the aim and object of every bride and of a great many other women also. The hesitation of an inex- perienced cook often means a heavy hand, and over mixing, re- •ulting in tough pastry. The home economists of the Consumer Section, Dominion De- partment of Agriculture say that making good pastry is really quite easy if certain points aw kept in mind. However if there is any doubt they suggest hot water pastry. It never fails. With fat at a premium and lus- cious fruits plentiful, deep fruit pies with a top crust or open face pies are the answer to the prob- lem. Hot Water Pastry '/* cup lard or mild-flavoured fat ^4 cup boiling water V/2 teaspoons salt 3 cups sifted a'l-purpose flour OR 3 1-3 cups pastry flour. Cream the fat and stir in the boiling water a little at a time; cool slightly. Add salt and flour, mixing with a quick, cutting mo- tion; do not stir. Chill before rolling. Makes enough pastry for 3 nine-inch pie shells; or 3 dozen two-inch tart shells. Deep Dish Plum Pie 1 quart fruit (canned without sugar) Vs teaspoon salt 1-3 cup sugar 54 cup flour 1 teaspoon almond extract 1 tablespoon fat Pastry Drain fruit; heat juice to boil- ing. Mi.x salt, sugar and flour. Stir slowly into boiling juice. Place drained fruit in a deep bak- ing dish. Pour thickened syrup over fruit. Dot with fat. Roll out plain pastry to %" thickness. Make several slits in the centre. Fit pastry over the fruit; press down well over the edges of the baking dish. Cut and flute the edges. Bake 30 minutes in a hot oven, 425 degrees F. Six servings. Apple Meringue Pie Pastry 2 large apples, sliced 2 egg yolks 1-3 cup sugar 1 cup milk 2 egg whites 2 tablespoons sugar Line a 9" pie plate with the paste. Peel, core and slice apples and place in the pie shell. Beat egg yolks, add sugar and milk. Pour this mixture over apples. Bake m hot oven, 425 degrees F., for 10 minutes, then reduce temperature to 325 degrees F., and bake 30 minutes longer. Top with me- ringue made from the 2 egg whites and the 2 tablespoons of sugar. Return to moderate oven, 325 de- grees F., to brown meringue. TAKE Hybrid Onion Peeling onions will not be the tearful job it is now, once a new hybrid onion strain originated by Dr. Glen N. Davis comes into more general cultivation. says Science Service. Dr. Davis has eliminated a 1 rge part of the pun- gent, volatile compound that affects housewives' eyes. It is im- possible to eliminate 'all of it, for then there would be no flavor left in the onion, he says. The new near-tearless onion has a mild, sweet flavor and is especially good for eating raw. MATHIEU'S SYRUP Instantine BRINGS ^ FASTREUEFf, '• ONiy *•'" 0RU0S7ORES 1 GIRIS! WOMEN! TRY THIS IF YOU'RE NERVOUS.CRANKYJiREP'OUT On 'CERTAIN DAYS' of The Month! Do female functional monthly disturbances make you feel ner- vous, fidgety, cranky, so tired and "dragged out" â€" at such times? Then do try Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound to relievo such symptoms.This fine medicine is very effective for this purpose! For over 70 years thousands of girls and women have reported benefit. 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