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I~ANN£ HIRST I "Dear Anne Hirst: How does a girl get rid of a young man who bores her? For two years now I've been dating one, and I can't seem to shake him. Since last Christmas we've gone out together just five times; every other evening that he comes, he just sits. "How I fell into this habit 1 can't even remember, but I am , evidently stuck with him. He thinks radio or television are child's play; he has no intellectual resources, he just disagrees with practically everything I say; he is dictatoiial and argumentative, and is impervious to any hints that I am not, to put it bluntly, crazy about him. I don't like to be rude, and I know he has few friends; maybe I'm just sorry for him? "Last time he was here I tried to get over the idea that I was seeing him too often. He said if I turned him down he would kill himself! How can I let him Lovely Linen Add treasured linens to your collection. 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Why * didn't you tell him long ago * that you were too busy to see * him regularly? Did his per- * sistency flatter you, or hadn't * you any other boy friend? * Tell him now. Be out when * he calls, but if you happen to * be at home, ask your family * to co-operate. If he telephones, * hang up. He will not perish f * disappointment; in fact, you * may be a bit aggrieved how * soon he finds another soft- * hearted girl to bore. * Stop fearing his threats. * Make a quick, clean break and * get it over with. "Dear Anne Hirst: I love my young man intensely and we want to get married but I need my mother's consent, and she will not give it. (Even if I were of age, though, I wouldn't want to get married without her approval.) "We don't want to waste our youth apart, but my mother has a strong will and I don't know what to do. She and my fiance's mother are good friends, so she hasn't anything against the family. Please advise me. My mother was married twice, and unhapy both times. Geraldine" * Your mother's own marriage * experiences make her afraid * that you might repeat her his- * tory, and she would save you * from that danger at least until * you have more judgment. Per- * haps your fiance's mother can * influence her to aprpove your * marriage as inevitable and * right, when the time comes * for it. * Waiting until you are of * age will not only draw you * two much closer, but help * prove to your mother that you * trust' each other. Nothing else * will sp soft-en her attitude. Why * not plan it that way? Anne Hirst is here to guide you through your troubled times. Write her your problem at Box 1, 123 Eighteenth Street, New Icronto, Ontario, and know you can trust her judgment Tattoo Tragedy Who wants to be tattooed? Not only seamen or servicemen, anxious for fiery dragons to be transplanted on to their manly chests and forearms, but scores of pretty girls in Britain are now booking appointments with professional tattooists. They are going in for romantic engravings such as : "'Sandra loves Sam" signs, or complicated heart-shaped patterns picturing undying love for one particular boy. Later comes the reckoning and sometimes tragedy. The same girls, their fancies changed, flock to the casualty wards of hospitals asking for the tell-tale marks to be erased. It is no easy operation. Some can be blotted out by a series of injections. But in most cases, plastic surgery alone can do the trick effectively. 'POLICE CHIEF RESIGNS' - lura Patricia Counts, front center, qn-nounces in Chicago that she will not accept Aurora, III., Mayor Paul Egan's appointment of her as police chief of that city following a dispute with the present chief. She Is shown In a Chicago night club with waitresses who might have been part of her police force. From left, Mryna Haylor, Meg Myles and Marilyn Houde. HIGH HAT -- Making the most of a sunny day at Nassau, ii that Bahamas, French beauty Christianne Preiss watches am wonders how she'd look in her island-made "smuggler" hat. hronicles ^ingerFarm Gvervdolirve P. Cl&^ke What a change one night can make. Yesterday the flower-beds were still a mass of bloom -- geraniums, nasturtiums, cosmos and various perennials. This morning, only in protected spots are the flowers still bravely blooming. In the vegetable garden tomato foliage is blackened by frost. But not the tomatoes-- we picked them green and left them to ripen in the basement. We also picked the citron but there are still a few beets and carrots to use at our leisure. Yesterday there was a cold, high wind which took most of the leaves off the ash trees. So now we know it is really fall. And yet the day before was a glorious day. So warm and bright Art decided it was too good to miss and suggested that we go up to the cottage at Stoney Lake to make sure everything was all set for the winter months. This we did and had a wonderful trip and two meals at the cottage. The boys had their first boat ride on the lake and were thrilled. Dee and I were soon busy looking over the contents of the cottage. And Partner, by means of axe and saw, soon had us warm and comfortable, getting the dampness out of the house. We were disappointed in only one respect--we were ahead of the frost so there was very little colour in the trees. But you can't have near-summer weather and autumn colouring too. On the whole we were well satisfied with the cottage and its surroundings, so now we are looking forward to next summer when we hope to really enjoy it. Of course, knowing the Peterborough district to be an historic environment I have been refreshing my memory by looking up the history of Stoney Lake. Apparently it was an Indian stronghold, originally called Salmon Trout Lake. It was here the Stricklands, Traills and Moodies established summer homes. Although the chain of islands are described as bordering Stoney Lake it would be hard to find loose stones anywhere. "The shores are composed of banks and hills of solid red granite, entirely naked except for an occasional oak or cedar in a crevice, rising to a considerable height, in others sloping away gradually until lost in the woods." So wrote Major Samuel Strickland in the 1830's. He claimed Stoney Lake was one of the most beautiful spots in Ontario. Native Indians were very jealous of Stoney Lake as they used it as a natural hospital Where sick and wounded braves were sent to recover health and strength. To discourage the invasion of the white man the Indians told hair raising stories of wild beasts and rattlesnakes. It was also from these islands that the natives Obtained their wampum-grass and the best birch-bark for their canoes, as well as fish, game and berries for food. A chief known to the first settlers as "Hand-•ome Jack Crow" was head of the tribes in that district from whom issue 44 -- 1958 Jack's Creek and Jack's Lake take their names. Well, that is just a smattering of Stoney Lake's historical background. Probably there are many readers of this column who know far more about it than I do. Perhaps some of you might even like to drop me a line telling me where to go and what to look for next summer. Until then I haven't a doubt I shall find plenty to occupy my time around here. Yes, indeed, when you consider that Christmas, as I write, is little more than two months away. Isn't it awful the way the years roll by? No sooner is a year begun than it seems to be on the wane. We should be planning our Christmas gifts, shouldn't we? Maybe you have already done so. So far I have only one gift purchased and one in the making -- a knitted cot-cover for Ross's crib. And there are three birthdays before Christmas to think of too. Jerry will be a year old next Sunday; David five on the 27th, and in November Partner will be one year nearer the old-age pension! No need to have knitting needles idle for very long with four grandsons to keep supplied with woolies. But I have managed to get a cardigan finished for Partner--at least it is all done except for the buttons. Last week, in addition to wee Eddie being here, we had a friend from Hornings Mills staying with us. A week away from home was all she could manage. Even at that she was wondering how the new litter of pigs was coming along and if her husband was keeping himself warm and well-fed. She was fearful in case he might have trouble with something or other--cows, pigs, chickens or water supply. 1 suppose it is natural for a farmer's wife to worry. As long as she is When Women Lose Their Tempers! the sky.: torrents, n the moto'r- ■ Lightning flashed Rain came down But the young man c cycle did not stop. RidTng on the pillion Gerrrfaft ^irl he had when he was a British Army corporal. "Stop. We must stop!" she cried. But her husband had but one thought in mind -- to reach Manchester that night, so that he could keep a business appointment early the next dav Suddenly, his rain-drenched bride gave him a clout on the head, a real right-hander. The shock and force of it caused the rran to lose control of the bike. Over he went, spinning into thetiank at the side of the read. As he fell, the bike bounced and pitched on to him, breaking his left leg below the knee. His wife was unhurt, but he spent the next four months in hospital . . . and no one could have waited on him more tenderly or solicitously than his fiery-tempered wife. She felt no contrition, however, for her heavy-fisted outburst. It was, in her view, fully justified. Such is a woman's utterly illogical reasoning! When women lose their temper, anything can happen. For instance, look at what occurred ir. a Scottish household recently when the husband, a pitman, fr.und fault with his wife's new hat. "Call that a hat?" he said, disparagingly. "It looks more like a coal hod to me." Instantly, his wife's temper flared. She picked up the coal scuttle and -- as her husband sat over his evening meal of baked herrings--poured the contents over his head! Few women can bear to be laughed at. And fewer still have the gift of being able to laugh at themselves. There was a terrible scene early this year in a Detroit drawing-room. A woman whose daughter had just been married spotted a wedding guest wearing a gown identical with the "exclusive" model she had bought for the occasion. The dressmaker must have betrayed her. But that thought did not enter her mind then. Blind rage seized her. "You've stolen my copyright!" she stormed at the other woman. As the guest drew back, so the other's nands shot out, gripped the neck of the guest's gown--and tugged. There was a sound of tearing silk and seconds later the guest had fled with a scream -- .in h<=r underclothes. Even on the stage, when acting serious roles, women have gone berserk over trifles. Sometimes a mere mouse can cause consternation. Once such an intrusion made a fan-dancer drop her fan end flee from the stage in terror. But a call boy got more fun than he bargained for when he put a mouse into a chorus girl's handbag. Later, simulating innocence, he asked her for a cigarette. She opened her bag, and out popped the mouse. But seeing the boy's smile of triumph, she recovered swiftly from her fright and pounced on him with almost demoniacal rage. "It was only a joke, miss," ht yelled. But, remorselessly, she slapped Jiis face, tore at his-hair, kicked his shins and scratched his cheeks, behaving like a mad thing. "I'll report you to the animal cruelty man, treating a poor in- around she knows her husband has someone to fall back on--if only to call the "vet" in a hurry. You know how it is--if a farmer wants the phone the line is always busy. The air gets a trifle blue as a result--and who can wonder at it. nocent mouse li5" that," she spluttered. "You might have smothered'it in my bag!' Younger girls, too, can act as outsize wreckers when they feel peeved or frustrated. The mother and stepfather of a 13-year-old London girl took her to court recently because she was beyond their control. She had wanted them to send her abroad, so that she could live with relatives. They had refused. So, to force them to her way of- thinking, she had simply run amok at home. She harked the furniture to pieces, prised the heels and soles off her mother's shoes, and snipped with scissors ( all the clothes she could lay Soon her stepfather had hardly a sound garment to call his own. The magistrates made an order for her to be placed in the care of the local authority. Then there was the recent case, at a Continental1 "ideal home" exhibition, when a lovely blonde German girl ran amok while playing the role of hostess in an expensively-furnished house. She had been sacked after refusing to work unless she got more pay, whereupon, her temper boiling, she rushed into the perfect home and began to wreck it in full view of the public. For a few moments, there was pandemonium, punctuated 5y bangs, crashes and flying splinters. Then two attendants rushed in, overpowered the girl and removed her on a stretcher. Costume-Maker PRINTED PATTERN y Plan a dozen smart outfits around this smart skirt. It's smoothly curved to flatter your figure, with an unusual wrapped-waist effect. Choose basic or bright wool for class or career. Printed Pattern 4721: Misses* Waist Sizes 24, 25, 25, 28, 30, 32 inches. Size 28 requires IV* yards 54-inch fabric. 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