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SS BC ; vv tc a ---- = y - a SE ----r a 57 2 SD LO Sadi oh 20% * Bale ee ANNE | How many, many parents of daughters today are disturbed by the kind of boy friends their daughters choose! Forgetful of the standards of refined behav- for by which she was raised, the girl is sometimes lured by a new beau's swaggering manner and loose talk, and adopts his ways as her own. Disturbed parents have asked for guidance, as does the desperate mother 1 quote today: "From our daughter's first date with this boy whose family moved near us last summer," she writes, "we warned her against him, and now we are really heartsick by the way his influence has changed her. She mistakes his coarseness for so- phistication, Personally, he is obnoxious -- untidy, profane and ruthless. She has taken to smok- ing, and has even been seen drinking with him! She goes where he takes her and some. times refuses to tell us where. She has discarded two nice boys she used to date, and calls them sissies; she seldom sees her girl friends any more and has prac- tically joined his crowd. She always went to church with us, but since she met him she refuses to. And the pity of it all is she is only 16%. ¢* The girl does ¢ realize the danger of her * course. Dazzled by the boy's * unaccustomed personality, she * is blind to the evil influence it ® can exert on her future. Only * her parents sense that. Surely * she owes them something! ® Through the years, they have * watched over her, sacrificed to ¢ educate and train her in the * ways she should go. Until now * they have been proud of her. ¢ Will she wreck all their hopes? ® Cause grief, perhaps tragedy, * to these two who have loved ® her so? ® A girl or a boy have only * two parents, and they will not * always have them. Years take ® their toll, and sorrows hasten J ° LJ ° [ ] [J ° . . LJ * * ' . ' ' » » ' » ' not, of course, it. No boy in the world is worth such a price. If the girl - persists in her headstrong fol- ly, she will one day find her- self living with shocking memories that can destroy her peace of mind and soul for the rest of her days. The friends a girl makes in her teen years can enrich her whole life -- or blacken it. For your consolation, I have observed that such boys soon tire of their newest recruit. Your daughter's servile sub- mission is the very attitude that usually sends him off to othér game. When that hap- pens she will be desolated, later see him as the coarse male he is and berate her- Applauded By All PRINTED PATIZRN 4700 SIZES 9-17 by /! "nm " w/y wns All the fashion world the wide, wide sailor collar that hails "capes" your shoulders dbove a streak of a sheath. Divine shape for junior figures -- front band- ing accents narrow waist. Printed Pattern 4700: Jr. Miss Sizes 9, 11, 13, 15, 17, Size 13 takes 37 yards 35-inch fabric. Printed directions on each pat- tern part, Easier, accurate. Send FORTY CENTS (40¢) (stamps cannot be accepted, use postal note for safety) for this pattern. Please print plainly "SIZE, NAME, ADDRESS, STYLE NUMBER. Send order to ANNE ADAMS, Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St, New Toronto, Ont. ; LE EE EEE EE EE EE EE BE EE EE EE EE EE EE EE EE CIE JE JE JHE JE REE NEE EE NEE NEE EE EE EE EE JE IEE NEE JE EE JE EE EE EE EE BEE JER I 3 HIRST HRST | self for being such a silly vie- tim. After all, your daughter has a sound moral inheritage, and if you can be patient a while longer I have no doubts about her awakening. The ex- perience is unwelcome (and devastating to parents) but that is the way some young girls have to learn. You and her father seem to have done all you could to con- trol her, except forbid the boy to come to your home; this you reject, I expect, because she would be apt to meet him else- where. (Have you thought of taking her on a trip over the holidays?) Let us both hope (and I believe) that .this is only a temporary phase of adolescent rebellion which she will outgrow, and thereafter she will have more respect for your opinions. Leave this column where your daughter will see it to- day. . . TWO OF A KIND "Dear Anne Hirst: I am just back from a visit, where I met a boy whom I love dearly. He thinks I am two-timing him, and I am sure he is double- crossing me with the girl I stay- ed with. I try to make him jeal- ous so he will show his love, then we break up and make up again. (He thinks 1 flirt too much.) "Other boys write me and phone me, but I always tell them I am in love with this une. How can 1 keep him away from that girl? I think I hale her! . . . CAROLINE" * You must be very immature to think you can land a boy by making him jealous; that can only succeed if the lad really cares for you, and this one doesn't trust you enough to take you seriously. The way to win and hold any man's affection is to prove you are trustworthy, and to trust him as much. From that fdith springs true friendship and the mutual desire to please by bringing out the best in yourself and the one you care for. You are playing at love, I'm afraid, and it is only arousing jealousy and ha- tred. How can you find love, or deserve it, when you in- dulge in such childish non- sense? Play fair from now on, and expect the young man to do the same. And stop discussing him with other boys; if this romance (?) ends, you will need their friendship and their respect. * * * The authority of parents these days can go so far, and then the choice ¢f behaviour lies in the girl's hands. If you are troubled by a daughter's defiance, wrile Anne Hirst about it, addressing her at Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St, New Toronto, Ont. Check Your Car Before That Trip Motorists, Christmas | The Christmas season is a time of good cheer, but, unfortunate- ly, it ends on a note of tragedy each year for thousands of peo- ple who disregard cold weather driving precautions. Before your holiday travels take you over the hills to Grand- mother's house or to visit friends where you have to leave your car standing outdoors for hours at a time, here are some pre- cautions, you should take. 1. Have fresh, effective anti- freeze put into, your radiator. Don't try to get by with last year's. 2. Check the condition of your heater and defroster. To work properly, they depend on a win- ter thermostat. Have your ser- viceman install one. 3. When a car is left outdoors during cold weather, frequently the windshield becomes glazed with ice. If you remove the ice by defrosting rather than scrap- ing, lower car windows while running the motor. If you don't asphyxiation may result. 4, If you must drive at night, remove snow and 'ice from your head and tail lights before you start. Otherwise they will be too dim to add much to your visi- bility or to warn other motorists of your presence. 5. If there is ice or snow on the road, never make sudden moves, either stopping, starting or changing directions. Even on warm, sunny days, watch out, too, for 'those ice patches that linger in shaded areas of roads. 6. Winter road emergencies require special equipment. Your car trunk should contain the fol- lowing: shovel and sand, tire chains, spare fan belt and tire, tow rope, lug wrench for wheel nuts and a first aid kit.. Above all, once you get be- hind the wheel of your car, use have a Careful common sense Elephants Carry Their Owi Maps During the next two years, as she followed her elders in their wanderings, Soondar Mooni gain- ed a thorough practical knowl- edge of the herd's territory. A man gifted with a good eye for country . , . is said to carry a map in his head. The same is true of any elephant, wild or tame, and indeed, as far as one can judge, of all animals, It is perhaps fanciful to try to picture what Soondar Mooni's brain map might have looked like had some skilled drafts- man been able to interpret it on paper. It would have represented a rough rectangular tract of about five hundred square miles -- say a little over thirty miles from north to south by about fifteen from east to west. This elongated shape was dictated by the southward-flowing rivers; it is easier, as well as more profit- able, for a grazing animal to fol- low a river bed than to cross it. Like a map of some partly ex- plored country, hers would have included some blanks: quite ex- tensive areas containing little elephant fodder that were never entered by the herd. A human visitor to this part of Assam at that time -- Soondar Mooni was born in the early eighties of the last century -- would have described the coun- try as tree forest and savanna in roughly equal proportions. He would no doubt have mentioned the few widely scattered villages of the Mech and Babha tribes near streams in the south, the still sparser settlements of Bhu- tanese in the foothills to the north and, perhaps, the few colonies of Nepalis who grazed great herds of buffaloes along the Sankos River on the west. Although his description might not tally in every particular with Seondar Mooni's map -- which, as I picture it, would be gay with washes of color to in- dicate the prevalence of her fa. vorite fodders -- nevertheless, this broad division into trees and BELLE OF THE BALD -- Pat Mc- Laughlin makes with the for- tune-telling routine, her crystal ball the glistening pate of Vern Arnette. No rman to lose his head over a pretty girl, Ar- nette is buried in the sand. savanna would have tallied with the two domains which she recog- nized, those of the forest and of the grassland animals, Although these two domains are more .or less intimately mix ed on the ground, their respec- tive inhabitants seldom meet in s normal circumstances except in some restricted patches of what might be called common terri- tory where the vegetation -- dense nal or open acacia forest -- provides fodder for both com- -munities. Nal is the green, hollow-stem- med rush, often more than fif. teen feet in height, which flour- ishes near permanent water and in which, earlier in this story, we pictured the old tigress as ly- ing up listening to the cow bells. Acacia is a thorny little tree, like Australian wattle, growing on the sandy banks of seasonal rivers; its thin crown and feath- ery foliage give a sparse shade 'benedth which grows a sweet, shortish grass beloved of grazing animals. Elephants like this grass- too, pulling it up by the roots and beating the earth off against an uplifted forefoot, though their chief interest in this sort of forest -- as we saw just before the herd entered the gorge -- lies in the abundance of succulent creepers, They also eat the twigs of the acacia itself and, despite the cruelly hard thorns, ahew "them up in their soft-lookink pink 'mouths without apparent discomfort. -- From "Soondar Moboni: The Life of an Indian Ele- phant," by E. O. Shebbeare. PIPED ASHORE - ~ baggies Floss; "he pony mascot of the Scottish Battalion is led. ashore in Southampton, England. The troops arrived home from a tour of duty in Cyprus. HRONICLES GINGER FARM Gwendoline P.Clathe Today is my brother's birth- day. That doesn't sound such an exciting statement, Nor would it be except that I don't even know if I have a brother. He was in Europe when the Second War broke out -- as a civilian-- and that is the last we heard of him. He was very much of a rolling stone and we think it more than likely he went under- ground during the French Re- sistance. We don't know and now I suppose we never shall, He was clever, maybe too clever for his own good -- artistic, musical and a good writer--but never really settled to anything or stayed in one place for very long. His name was Evelyn Page Fitz-Gerald. We were great com- panions any time he was at home so naturally I have often; wished I knew what happened to him. But my sister and I were living in Canada, my mo- ther was dead and my older brother -was very much out of patience with Evelyn whom he regarded as the black sheep of the family. So there you have it -- one small family mystery recalled to life by a date on the calendar . . . and not at all what I intended to write about. No, it's really the weather that makes the news around here once again. All our trees, big and small, are bleak and bare, leaves stripped from their branches in one day by a ruth- less, driving wind. The next day Joy and I went shopping -- and to visit nearby nurseries--get- ting a line on evergreens. It was so warm we were swelter- ing yet the weather probs call- ed for a forty-degree drop in temperature before morning. It didn't seem possible but we knew the weatherman could he right. Anyway, to be on the safe side we phoned for fuel oil, lift- 'ed things from the garden, and covered potatoes, apples and ci- tron left in the garage for cool storage, Without a fruit cellar we can't keep anything in the basement for very long. Was there ever a time, I wonder, that inter didn't catch- about fifty per cent of us napping? If not in big things at least in little ones. 'When the leaves fall it cer- tainly makes a difference to our scenery. In more ways than one, believe me. Through the bare trees we get a clear view of a wonderful colour scheme over on the next road. Hold your hat while I tell you. Several houses have changed hands -- and ap- pearances! One frame house with a black roof is painted bright red under the eaves and an equally bright blue the rest of the way. The next house is grey with strawberry-pink- doors and trim. And the next a con- servative green and white. Part- ner says we shall at least have something cheerful to look at all' winter. I'm hoping we shall also have something cheerful to lis- ten to as well, Which brings me to the subject of television and radio. When the fall season started ov Fi UE 19 ~ 1959 there was a lot of talk about the wonderful new programmes in store for us. There have been some good "specials" regulars are worse than ever. Even the westerns are not as good as Wyatt Earp and Bat Masterson used to be. Jazz vari- ety programmes are atrocious-- however the "singing stars" get contracts 1 can't imagine. Tab- loid has about one good evening a week having apparently drain- ed the well almost dry insofar as interesting personalities are concerned. Front Page Challenge is still good and- Lead a Bor- rowed Life even better. Charles Templeton carries the show right along. Family life shows are good but there are too many of them and too much of a same- ness. Half-hour dramas are poor; C.B.C. hour long shows good but too depressing. Why can't we have stories with a happy ending once in a while? We need to be reminded that life still has its moments of fun and iaughter. Jack Benny puts on a wonderful show but I find it hard to sit through an hour with Ed Sullivan... Of course sport lovers should have little to com- plain about -- just try and get anything else when the World Series or the football games are on, either on TV or radio. As for the fixed: quiz shows. that's something else again. Cer- tainly fraud cannot be permit- ted but I am tempted to wish the investigation had been kept quiet. Why must the public be informed of behind-the-scenes aishonesty? Isn't that something for the management to deal with? After all we were getting a lot of enjoyment from quiz shows but now we have such a let-down feeling. 1 was going 'to say Fighting Words had also got very tame but I have reversed my opinion since last night. That discussion on "Trading Stamps" was the liveliest for many months, I hope it clarifies the situation for a good many people, Surely with so many organizations op- posed to stamps they will even- tually be done away with, "Nev- but the = A Strange Year In England on vi Sunday suddenly 'emerged from Saturday's fog. The light was dazzling for a moment and one seemed to have come out of -the tunnel into quite a new country, All along-this has been the strangest year in England, built up around a summer made of the sheer memories of child- hood when every summer's day of course was warm and bright and packed with laughter. And ~ the effect of all this is still visi- ble on the year. There are red blackberries on the bush outside the dining room window, the yet unripened - berries of a unique second crop, and constant roses in the flower beds. And on this day when we went for a walk the heath was as we had never seen it before. For this is the end of the year when if the sun shines it shines on bare branches 'and' deserted earth, But not this time, The bracken, standing still, rust-red with a touch of pur- ple, glistened as if it has been lacquered. There were leaves still on the "silver birch, and leaves on the scattered bushes of the wide plain cleared by the foresters and they shone like royalty's medals in-the sunlight. The heather was full and its last bells gleamed and, with the _ winter sun so low in the sky, it was scored with the long sha- dows of evening even at noon, We came to the Black Pond. And it was no longer there. A dog, two little girls in red gob- lin suits and an elder brother about 15 played on the- hard beach by the notice, standing on its long single stork"s leg, "No Paddling Beyond This Board." The little girls swung on the rustic wooden rails that mark the edge of the swimming area - and support the diving board, with their arms stretched over- head and their legs tucked up. _ The brother leaned on -the rail and watched, writes John Allan May iin the Christian Sciencé ¢ Monitor. ire 'There was a pool a few feet square in front of them in which" the dog was splashing. It was halt an inch deep and was fed by a winding trickle of a stream two or three inches across' that came from somewhere in the middle out beyond the second irow of rails and the notice, "No " 'Swimming Beyond This Rail." "The uprights supporting the rails were hung with weblike Span- ish moss. The tall thin reeds around were baked almost white. And in the middle of the "pond" a large flock of little birds, possibly sparrows, fed busily on tussocks of grass. "Poor moorhen," said Joy. There were none there and it was their absence and the un- known troubles they must have encountered that aroused her compassion, Now this part of the heath, which always looks a little like Africa, looked the part com- pletely; a tawny country of bush, plain, desert, and secrecy. We walked on, quite alone ex- cept for a string of horseriders in the distance, over what is. usually 'bog and - through the' new plantations of Scotch pine. like ten thousand little Christ- "mas trees and each dripping with dew diamonds and garland- ed with silver webs. We had never walked in this "particular part in 20 years. Next day it rained. The gray clouds closed in and down and it was like being in a goldfish bowl with a blanket over it. A shallow river ran down our driveway onto a dark, wet siz- zling road. "Back to normal," we said. And sighed. We sighed because, - perhaps, we will never see again er underesfimate the power of a woman!" We'll win out yet. I, for one, make a point of deal- ing with stores that DO NOT have trading stamps or other gimmicks. "is ready NOW { just ehaitly what we saw Ww yes. terday as we saw it then, and "it was very beautiful. But the was tempered with an un- usual feeling of happiness at the rain, For we knew we want to hear again the childish caco- andy of summer at the Black Pond, the shrill swimming and the dares of diving, and the dogs leaping after sticks, and to watch the moorhens sailin among the reeds and to see round the gentle, green, Pht England. And that takes rain, 0 5 ojo Siguany. Q. Does it really make any difference whether one sits hoi from the right or the left side of the chair at the dinner. table? A. No; whichever: side offers the easier and quicker access is the one for you. Q. Is it correct to have a monogram engraved on the en- velope of social stationery? A. No; the monogram should be engraved only on the. note paper itself. , . Q. What should one 'say flo persons who have just had = death in their family? A. Upon the occasion of death, some expression of syme pathy is always appreciated by the family, but the less elabor- ate the expression the better. A simple "I am sorry. Is there anything 1 can do?" is sincere and sufficient. Q. Is it still * consideved proper for a man to ask per- mission to smoke when he is with a' group of women who he knows do not smoke? A. This is still the courteous and thoughtful thing to do. ' Dramatic, Ditferent LOW. - Dramatic, colourful Christmas pictures for wall, door. Easy to make -- looks like stained glass. Create a glowing, stained glass effect with coloured cellophare. Quick to-cut, tape together. Pat- tern 974: transfer two 10 x 14- inch Christmas scenes. Send THIRTY-FIVE CENTSS (stamps cannot be accepted, use postal note for safety) for this pattern to Laura Wheeler, Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St, New Tor- Toronto, Ont. Print plainly PAT- TERN NUMBER, your NAME and ADDRESS. New! New! New! Our 1960 Laura Wheeler Needlecraft Book Crammed with exciting, unusual, popular de- signs to crochet, knit, sew, em- broider,. quilt, weaye--fashions, home 'furnishings, toys, gifts, bazaar hits, In the book FREE -- 3 quilt patterns. 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