Grey Highlands Newspapers

Flesherton Advance, 19 Sep 1934, p. 6

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Brother and Sister Ara. Flying Partners TlftRlna.â€" RfKlna'B first hiutlii-r and • islor flylriK iinnblnutlon art- Fcikini; n«'w advmtiiie as thfy travel by bus toward Cariboo. HC, 325 miles norlli. jsajrf of Vancouver, where they |>lan to enKage In i>la(-ur mlnUiK xnd In oiHTatlnK a !>litK<- line. Struan Coitiplni utui IiIm ^l^(er, Mrn, MaiKaret I.ansford. with her three. >Mir-oUI poll Il.iliby. left here recently in a bun that Strunn pur<<!in!>ed from a Blane romiiiiMv where be whh for- nitriy einploycil. The Flying Courier By Boyd Cable Budapest Woman Has 21 Children nu(t«|M'iit.--Mr.'<. Antai Krammer, a ptaxant womati IIvImk near Dtiilapeiit, has been awiinled the Government's llrHl prize for liavlni; nioie children than any olh(i another li; HiiPKary. Mrs. KraniniiT. wi'o Iti only 4S years old. now han 21 (lilldren. She was married at Ifi. Cold medals wert; nwardid 6,000 ctiher Hiinnurlaii motherp. who, com. bined. have a total of 80,000 children â€"an average of 13 1-3 chllilron each. Tills is proof, sail! Hunearian au- thorlflCH. that Hunparian parents are »iie most prolific In the world. BYNOFBim Cllyiin Kllliiiuii, |iiU>t i.f Imiicilul Air- WH>M. Irmelii by Air .Mull to liiUlii. ««ir>lni{ twu coi)lf« of talking niiiiH of the I'rliK'e of Nupultii, whu In ton 111 to truvi'l hlniHeir. Tin.' tulkliiK lllrim ure »tnt ua a laHl rrsorl to foil IiIh half- brntliiT, Th« Vulture. to unurp hlH lliroiie. On the xamo liner travelc I'oruh Sfaiuuii, who bei'Oineii Intere.ileiJ In Ul> nil. ')ii niin Is moleii by ttie Vulture's <ii>(>yii aboard the liner, (ilynn Ih de- â-  eUeil at Hydrapore Into belle\lni( he IH ineetlnR the I'rInre'H repreHentatlveH. Tlic HeronU niin Im Htolen. but tilynn Is riKcuril by the pdllre. It gets rid of dirt easily and quickly, no hard rubbing and scrubbing . , , T TNPLEASANT cleaning jobs KJ are easy when you use Gil- Ictt's Pure Flake Lye. It actually washes the dirt away. Gets right down to ground-in grime! Use a solutionof 1 Icaspoonful dissolved in a quart of cold* water. Off comes the dirt! And you do no hard rubbing I Keep Gillett's Lye on hand for _any(3ur cleaning. Use_it for toilet t>owls.Toclearst6ppcdupdraiii3. It kills germs, destroys odorsâ€" and never harms enamel or plumb- ing. Your grocer sells Gillett's Lye. Ask him for a tinâ€" today. •Ne.«dl»»«l»r|y,|nhot w«i,r ThcacUon •I the ly« liKil liratt the w»tM. FKRE BOOKLET -Get your copy of the new edition of the Gillett's Lye Bookletâ€" it tells you dozent of ways to iTiake houie cleaninK easier by using this powerful cleanser and disinfectant. Also contains full information for soap making, thorough cleansing and other uses on the farm. Address Standard Brands Limited, Fraser Avenue Qs Lib- erty Street, Toronto, Ontario. GILLETT'S LYE I The police ofRcer had op«ned the I little ha^ he carried and turned out I of it the broken remnants of the film I found under the dying man. It was ' cracked, broken, twisted and tied in I knoLs, charred in places by fire, \ smeared and clotted for the most part with half-dry sticky blood. The ' Premier and Hasim stiired at it with bulg-iiiR eyos and dropping jaws. j A servant slid into the rocnn and cvB'' to the Secretary, who, after a word from him, said quickly, "Bring him in," and to the Premier, "The film operator." The operator v.a.s .shown in, made his salaams, and moved quickly to the I'rcmier and .Secretary. lie was a young Anglo-Indian, keen, alert, and intelligent looking, and he s[>oke and boro him.self with the politeness of an educated man and the as.su r- ance of a technician, sure of his knowledge. His eagerness and haste were patent to both the men to wliom he spoke. He was ready, he .said, and the film would he running two minut- es after he got back with it to his machine. "But may I ^ay there is no minute to lose," he added earnestly. "It was known the moment the police car ar- rived with the one they call the Flying Couries, who brought the film from London by air, and from Karachi by train. They art already clamouring for the picture, and there are many who shout loudly that there will be no picture, tliat the tale of a film of His Koyal Highness the Prince is a lie. There have been brawls in the crowd between groups of men of the Prince and those of his half-brother the Vulture. May I have the film quickly then, and put it in the projector?" "The film is here," said the Pre- mier. "It is â€" is damaged. But if you can mend enough of it to show it is a film of His Highness, you will be well rewarded. See!" He stood a.side from the table on to which the film had been turned out, and waited with an an.xious eye on the face of the operator. The man stepped forward with an ex- clamation of satisfaction, but as his ey<- fell on the tangled rubbish on the table, he stopped abruptly, glar- ed a moment. Hung a glance round at the impassive faces of the Pre- mier, tho Secretary and the oflicer of the Cuard, and with clenched jaws moved to tho table and began to turn over and examine the film. "Is there anything you coulil rc- paii-, or enough you could cut up anil rejoui â€" anything that w<)uld show- on tho scrci-n it is a picture of the Prince'/" demanded the Premier. The Anglo-Indian made a gesture of hopeless despair. "There is noth- ing. Kxcellence," he said shortly. "With days of work 1 might pick out inches hero and there aiul smooth them and join them up to show there had been a picture of the Prince. Hut to-night, lo-hiorrow, or next day, there is nothing, nothing at all, thut would bo made pos!«iblc tii pass through the projector.'" The three who listened to him â€" the Premier, the Secretary and the oflicer commanding the guard â€" look- ed at each other. Commissioner Unw- ly, silting beside (Jlynn, was watch- ing the three, with half an ear on the murmured talk of (ilynn and Norah. He guessed the significance of the last look that passed lietwei'ii the Premier and his Secretary anil from them both to the Commanding Ofl'ioer. He heard the abrupt worils of the oflicerâ€" "With iiermission I go to order my troopers to horse, and out swords," saw him salute, turn and stride out. Commissioner Itawly leaned acros.s (ilynn and remarked to Norah on the other side of him, "There's going to be some fireworks round here pre- sently. (iCt flat down on the fl(M)r when the shooting starts. And I think we ought to get this young fellow- nie-lad to bed â€" or a mattress well down on the floor for iirefeience. (iood job these Indian palaces arc mostly built of marble and stuff that won't burn easily." EATS DIRT Issue No. 37â€" '34 •TKIl XXVII NiV'i TlilVMlll Almost unconsciously and unheetl- â-ºingly, those in the Premier's room had been hearing from outside the full rising and falling roar of the Rhnuting iiMib, the rolling lH>omliig thundrr of the drums. Suddenly, j through that there c:imc to them the clear, cold, unhurried notes of a cavalry trumpet, clean and sharp as a knift^ cutting through cheese. As the fust soaring notes shrilled out, the roar of the mob died down and away, and even the -insistent thunder of the drums muttered and faded in- to silence. But as the last trumpet note pealed out and cut off, the roar of the crowd, the beat of the drums rose again, and swelled and reverb- erated in an ominous passion of fan- atical calls to strife, murder and war. • • • * The Prince's Premier hurriedly recalled himself to a sense of his duty and hospitality. Calmly but quickly ho crossed the room to where Glynn sat slumped back in his chair with Norah on his one side and Raw- ly on the other. "Captain EUiman, you ought to go to bed and rest," he said kindly. "You have done your utmc-st, and we all understand it is no fault of yours that at least one copy of the film has not reached us." Glyim stiiggcred to his feet and stared. "No film reached you?" he exclaimed. "When docs your Air Mail arrive? Didn't it come on the train we did?" Everyone there thought his mind was Euflfering from tho strain and perhaps the blow on his head. "It's all right, Glynn," murmured Norah soothingly. "The Air Mail doesn't really matter ju.=t now." "Matter," shouted Glynn. "Of couiso it matters. Nothing else does. When will it reach you?" "It came sonic hours ago," said the Premier, and Glynn stared at him with dropiiing jaw. "It came," he gasped, as the Secretary lifted a tray full of letters and packets from a table beside him. "There has been no time to open it all," he explained, "or ntore than glance through the letter from the Prince." Glynn pounced on one packet. "Bet- ter open that," he said, "and quick, loo. The Prince's film is in it. I ought to know-. 1 packed and posted it my- self." With frantic haste the cover was torn off, a round tin pulled from the cardboard packing, the lid snatched off and a roll of film exposed. "Don't waste time to examine it," cried Glynn. "I guarantee it is what you want." "Run," cried the Premier, thrust- ing the tin into the hands of the oiieralor, " â€" and you, Hasim, out (juick and shout that the film of the Prince is here, will be shown within minutes." The two dashed off and the Pre- mier sank back in his seat mopping his brow. "But how it this?" he ask- ed in a puzzled voice. "The Prince was emphatic in letters and cables that only two copies had been sent." "So there were â€" only two." said Glynn composedly. "Then how â€" one was stolen w-ith your bag at Galilee; the second is there â€" useless wreckage. How is it there is one by the same Air Mail that brought you?" (To Re Concluded.) ff SALADiC Orange Pekoe ^L Xjm jM^^ Blend " ^" Fresh from the Gardens Well-Known Ontario Writer Mourned Jean Blewett, Prominent Canadian Authoress, Was loved by Girls and by Women Readers ot Thrive Generations Be- lt's a Queer World A cow has been sentenced to death,! after trial by jury, at Grud, Jugosla.' via, for the murder ot a thirty-year. old woman. She was fatally tossed when erussing a (leld. The rain tree, one of the woiulcrs ! of Peru, Is the country's saviour In times of drought. Its huge umbrella- like leaves condense tho moisture ot the atmosphere and precipitate from 10 to 15 gallons of water t> day. Owls see In the dark, according to a new theory, because ot the infra- rod wave.s emitted by their eyes, which pick up rats and mice and dis- close tiicm as white objects against a grey background. A wordless dictionary, which aims at recording the dying Indian sign language. Is being compiled in Am- erica. It will be llllcd with those strange symbols by which the rod man once made treaties, carried on trade, and parleyed with while people. lonii, an isliiml of the lleurides, sees' a policeman only once a week. Ilo comes over from Mull, and as evi- donee of his appearance an Inhabitant ! is asked to sign his notebook. Motor' cars, bicycles iinil roads are unknown on the Island. | Apiicot stones, linpoiled lo OrllaUi, ^ nro manufactured Into face powder; i In Germany they are converted Into' high explosives. | Third Teeth Moncton, N.B. â€" ^iyhalever it may mean, a renewal of youth or other- ' wise, Roland Mitton, 92-ycar-oId farmer of Little River, .Mbcrt Coun- ty, N.B , has just begun to rut his third set of teeth. Hi.<i sccoml set disappeared 20 yeara ago. He still docs active duties about the farm. Chatham, Ont. â€" Jean Blewett, prominent Canadian authoress, died here recently. She had been staying at the home of her brother, William McKishnie during the last two months. Mrs. Blewett who was 72 years of age had been in poor health for some time. Mrs. Blewett, poet, novelist and newspaper contributor, was born at Scotland, Harwich Township, Kent County, Ontario, Nov. 4, 1862. Her parents, John and Janet (Mclntyre) McKishnie, were both natives of Argyllshire, Scotland. She was edu- cated at the local public ;vchools and at St. Thomas Collegiate Institute. At the ago of IG she was married to Bassett Blewett, a native of Corn- wall, England, who for many years conducted a farm near Blenheim, Ont., and died in 1919, some years after removal to Toronto. Through her mother Mrs. Blewett was related to Duncan Ban Maclntyre, the fam- ous Gaelic poet. While still in her 'teens the de- sire and ability to write revealed it- self, and her poems, short stories and articles in the press began to attract attention. In 1890 she pub- lished a novel, "Out of the Depths", and since then many short stories have appeared from her pen. and work was commenced on a new novel illustrative of Canadian girlhood. Some years ago Mrs. Blewett won a prize of ?G00 offered by the Chicago Record-Herald for the best poem on "Spring" when the editor wanted to ascertain if the subject could still be treated freshly. A collection of her verse entitled "Heart Songs" appear- ed in 1897 and another, "The Corn- flower and other Poems" in 1906, both having a wide sale. A collected edition of her poems was issued in 1922. Her first published and paid for poem, accepted by Frank Leslie's Weekly, w-as a lullaby to her own baby. Mrs. Blewett showed in unusual measure an understanding of and .sympathy w-ith the common people. Her writing r.iipealed to the heai-t more strongly than to the head, and her work w-as clipped and cherished by thousands who had no love for the more .sombre classics. She knew Canadian life, east and west, and above all she knew human nature, and this fact shone in her lines, prose as well as verse. She dealt with homely subjects in a hoMiely way. She did not attempt wild flights or rhapsodies or deep philosophical pro- blems, but she wrote in simple, every- day language of everyday alfairs. In particular she appealed to girls and women readers. Her thoughts were always wholesome and sometimes had a religious touch. She ever sought to interest her readers in the ideal, and had no sympathy with the sordid or unwiiole.some phases of life. Among the many poems written by Mrs. HU'wetl none was more popular than "For he was Scotch and So was .She," which reads as follows: â€" They were a couple well content With what they earned and what they spent. Cared not a whit for style's dec-reeâ€" For he w-as Scotch and so was she. And oh, they loved to talk of Burns â€" Dear, blithesome, tender Bobby Burns ! llVHEN YOUR DAUGHTER COMES ro WOMANHOOD Most giris in their teens need a tonic and regu- lator. Give your dauKhter Lydia E. Pinkham's Vege- table (^impound for the next few months. Teach her how to guard her health at this critical time. Wheii she is a happjr, heahhy wife and mother sbs will thank jrou. Sold at alt good drug store*. LtjdiaRFbikham's Vegetable Compound They never wearied of his song, He never sang a note too strong, One little fault could neither see â€" For he was Scotch and so was she. They loved to read of men who stood And gave for country life and blood, Who held their faith so grand a thing They scorned to yield it to a king. Ah, proud of such they well might beâ€" F'or he was Scotch and so was she. From neighbors' broils they kept away; No liking for such things had they, And oh, each had a canny mind, And could be deaft, and dumb and blind. With words or pence w-as neither freeâ€" For he was Scotch and so was she, I would not have you think this pair Went on in weather always fair. For well you know in married life, WMll come, sometimes, the jar and strife; They couldn't always just agree â€" For he was Scotch and so was she. But near of heart they ever kept, Until at close of life they slept; Just this to say when all was past, They loved each other to the last. . They're loving yet, in Heaven, maybe â€" For he was Scotch and so w-as she. Mrs. Blewett will be missed by a wide circle of readers and by the i;^any friends her sweet and un- assuming personality had gained for her. Life of a Chorus Girl (H. V. O'Brien in Chicago News.) The term "chorus girl" has a wick- ed sound. When to that is added "artist's motlel" the air takes on a purplish hue. Yet I lunctied yesterday with a girl who plies both trades, and a gentler, more refined (to use a quaint Victorian w-ord) or livelier-minded young person I never met. Beside her, most debutantes would appear crude. She was a country girl who grad- uated from college, taught school for a time, and came to the great city to study music. To live, she got a job at the w-orld's fair in the chorus cf a show. She was dismayed when she found that the job called for nudity in a peep show, but she stuck to it, and won a prize in a beauty contest. This led to living-pictures â€" bet- ter pay, but harder work. .\ll day, she stood with nothing much on, be- ing ogk'd by prurient oafs. In odd moments, she practised the violin. Then Iho perfection of her figure caught the ye of a sculptor, and she increased her income by posing for him. This meant more work, but she still managed to put in som? hours assisting a fi'mous composer in the orchestration of a symphony. She is playing now, four times a night, in the floor show of a well- known night spot. Her revelations of what goes -,'ii behind the sscencs. there, are upsetting. .A chorus girl is hedged with more restrictions than surround a maiden in the most select of boarding schools. Every dc tail of conduct is supervised as care, fully as diet and exercise. Though, says this young woman, the super- vision is hardly necessary. The girl? take their dancing seriously. They are artists, and so much time is re quired for work that little is left for play. "If I wanted to be sure a girl would go straight, I'd put her in the chorus of a good show," she says. How do young persons of the chorus occupy their time between shows? Well, believe it or not, they put on old riding breeches, strap on roller skates, and, without removing makeup, go whizzing through the streets for a breath of fresh air! That life is seldom as it seems was my thought as I listened to this young woman's clean, shrewd philosophy of life. We talked of books and pictur- es and far lands, and I was agape at the breadth of her knowledge, the subtlety of her responses, the clear- eyed humor of her realism. For hours after leaving her. the dismal auguries of the politicians left me cold. I can't believe that the country is going to pot when there are such vividly courageous person alities still in it. Safety First Every day motor traffic is Increas. Ing in volume, yet with all the gen- eral knowledge at the disposal ot the automobillst, some drivers seem to be unaware that there is particular dan- ger at grade railroad crossings. Al- most daily the dispatches carry de- tails ot deatiis caused by some care- less motorist driving upon a rail road crossing in front ot an approaching train. Thhese drivers seem to be so careless and irresponsible as to make their acts little short ot criminal. In. dividuals ot seeming Intelligence, able to possess cars and operate them, re- main as Ignorant when It comes to" driving across a railway traci* as the savages who have never seen a rail- road or locomotive. It is a good policy to take a minute and save the rest of your lite. Nightgown Dresses Have High Waistline ' Higher waistlines have had insist- ent quotation in wireless reports from the Paris openings, frequently linked with the Directoire period so that there is no doubt as to how high they are- In this connection there is re- ference to "nightgown" dresses which suggest those simple belted frocks, hanging straight to the floor which are so closely associated with the Dir- ectoire period. These models appar ently are on the simple sides of fash- ion while those w-ith fullness and for- mality quoted as taking their cue from the Rcnaiissance period show a reverse style picture. Designers who have just returned from the Paris openings e.xpress themselves as convinced by the num- bers of evening models which en- courage a higher waistline effect, es- pesially as combined with a molded line, for evening wear. Fashion Expert Deplores Style Of British Girls London.â€" liu-iedulily greeted a bit- ing criticism of the way British girls dress, launched by Mrs. Tobe CoUer Davis, fnited States fashion e.xpert. "Knglish girls are badly dressed. Tliey have no dress sense. American girls are much smarter," Mrs. Davis was quoted as saying in the Daily Mirror. "When Mrs. Davis takes another look arouml, she'll change her miud,'» seemed to he the general verdict. Mrs. Davis said tl^ only well-dress- ed woniPii she had seen 'n England werf> tibose wearing tweeds. FAkg^TEETH DaWERMETS POWDER Dr. Wcrnet's Powder holds false plates go firmly and comfortably in place for 24 hoursâ€" they actually feel naturalâ€" cat, laugh, sing without fear of any alipping. 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