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a REAM PE NA NARS DAE RL I a "Dear Anne Hirst: For flve years I have been a widow, and 10w I have. the chance to marry 1igain. My three daughters, all married, are so upset they Fre- use to come to my house if the man is there! I am indepen- lent financially, thank good- 1ess; and although I am 52 1 10ld a good position, too. "My husband was ill for 10 rears before he died, and I had t hard time bringing up the tirls alone. I took what work 1 rould find, so I could cook the meals and be with them at aight; I kept them in church, and they all got through high school with honors. "This man is above reproach; he is my age, with a good back- ground, a nice home and posi- tion. Most of all, he gives me the companionship I have missed s0 much. . ., What shall I do? I should not need advice from anybody, but I have learned we are never too old to ask for it. Thank you for yours. CROSSROADS" YOUTH IS HARSH * When your children were ready for marriage they went * joyfully ahead with no thought * that you would be left by ® yourself, unprotected against * loneliness or illness or mis- fortune. They do not mean, even now, to be selfish; they just do not have the under- For Newest Linens * by Coane Whkeelder These vegetables will give you Joy as you embroider them on towels and cloths. Welcome shower gifts and bazaar items. Pattern 780: transfer of seven motifs averaging 6x7 inches and six small napkin motifs. Use gayest colors for them. Send. THIRTY-FIVE CENTS (stamps cannot be accepted; use postal note for safety) for this pattern to LAURA WHEELER, Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St., New "Toronto, Ont. Print plainly PAT- TERN NUMBER, your NAME and ADDRESS. Two FREE Patterns as a gift to our readers--printed right in our 1957 Laura Wheeler Needle- craft Book. Dozens of other de- signs you'll want to order--easy fascinating handwork for your- self, your home, gifts, bazaar items. Send 25 cents for your copy of this book today! . oo RAIL RAE SE IE I J I SA standing that comes with age. Many a woman your age is as vigorous and emotionally responsive as she was 10 years ago; yet to her children she seems an old woman, all- mother, That she can still feel affection for any man shocks them; frankly, they are a bit ashamed and feel that her in- clination to marry is little short of indecent. In spite of their reaction, if they refuse to get acquainted with this man and learn to know him, they are being really ungracious. He would not lessen your affection for them even if he could; he only wants what you want, the companionship that you both can give each other. Why don't you invite your daughters to the house, to- gether or separately, when he *® Se eee oe LR J awkward for them to decline.) Why not ask one of them to write me why they oppose your marriage--or show them this reply? You have had a hard life, and raising your girls alone did not lessen your problems. You are entitled to any re- ward you desire, If your mar- riage would really antagonize the children (as they indicate) it may not be worth it to you; but in your place I should not decline the man's proposal without making every effort to change their minds. I cer- tainly hope you can. LJ] LJ] * TOO MANY QUARRELS "Dear Anne Hirst: I have fal- len in love with a pilot stationed near our home. He says he does care for me too, but that mar- riage is out. I know we disagree © on many points, but ' have so much fun when I'm with him that I can't bear the thought that nothing might come of this, "I know he has dated other girls, but I didn't say anything about it; once when I went with an old friend he was horrible about it. Whenever we have this trouble. (and others) I just cry myself to sleep. "How can I convince him that marriage would work out fine for us? He is 22, and I'm 18; and: all I care about is to be his wife some day. WORRYING" ments picture the kind of mar- ried life you two will have, he isn't having any. He is smarter than you think. One test that will help is to see each other less often; then you both will be more cour- teous to each other and your dates become more satisfying. It you hope to continue even his friendship, you will have to mind your manners and control your temper. Other- wise you are going to lose him entirely. } Most young men's idea of a girl is based on whether they can relax with her and remem- ber every date pleasantly; when he recalls chiefly the quarrels they have had, what is there to look forward to? There is more to this than you seem to sense, and you will be smart to make every date you two have something for him to recall with unalloyed plea- sure, #8200202 0000000800000 00080000060 Ld . - When inter - family crises arise, write Anne Hirst for guidance. She is sympathetic and wise, and her long ex- perience enables her to ex- plain the generations to each other. Address her at Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St., New To- ronto, Ont. hy dae SOME SUB-This somewhat odd-looking submarine took part In operation "Deep Sea" surfaces in the Dardanelles, Crewmen topside on the sub watch a landing craft returning from the coast of Canakkale, opposite the Gallipoli peninsula in Turkey. The landing craft, as well as helicopters, which presumably landed on what appears to be the sub's flight deck, carried Marines ashore ta ald Greek and Turkish troops already "en- gaged" in simulated combat. NATO forces are engaged in mock nuclear warfare, will be there? (It would be, It these recurring disagree-_ Couldn't Cry --Lost Movie Job When Joe Pasternak, pro- ducer of big Hollywood musi- cals emigrated to America from Hungary as a young man, one of his early jobs was « ceping for +" charity organization toured New York factories, and raised money for starving peo- ples in war-torn Europe, Then on Saturday when he went for his pay Pasternak found a police wagon outside, and saw his employers being bundled into it, Evidently the proceeds of his\grying feats had been misappr, ted. vy restaurant he Be Lyons and Allan Ssing a Foreign Le- gion picture they were making. "What we need," an assistant said, "is someone with a corn- fed look, kind of wide-eyed and naive, who can turn those tears or and off." Pasternak says in his absorb- ing autobiography -- "Easy the Hard Way" --that he felt as if a million volts had been shot through him. "How about me?" he asked Dwan, and told him about the charity job. Dwan looked at him - carefully, then grinned. "Okay," he said. Rehearsals in the morning didn't go too well. Finally, Dwan called "Roll 'em" for the first take. But no tears came "Try it again," Dwan said. Again the camera turned, but still no tears, Finallly, Dwan called, "All right, boys, that'll do for today." No one said anything to Joe, still standing by the window, looking out. The: stage lights went out, Director and assistants left. Then he started to weep; shaking with racking sobs, cry- ing at his lack of talent, his stupidity in thinking he could act, his shame at taking advan- tage of Dwan., How he wept! Later Dwan sent for him, said, "Well, as an actor you are lousy," but admired his pluck and made him his 'chairman"-- looking after his canvas chairs of different heights for different shots, at twenty-five dollars a week. That's how Joe got his first break, which was to lead him in time to produce hit films like "Three Smart Girls" and make stars like Deanna Durbin. The rest of his 'book is a first-rate Hollywood success story, with vivid close-ups of the famous, Another Balloon For Piccard After Auguste's first trip, Mme. Piccard listened with great anx- iety to the details of the various misadventures which had néarly taken her husband's life, With each recounting, she relived the dangers he had faced. "There will be no more bal- looning, Auguste," she said firm- ly. "Do you understand me? No more balloon flight for Auguste Piccard!" - ~ Auguste smile. "Yes, my dear. But I must tell you that one does not make twice. We should" learn more from the mistakes we make than from anything else in our lives. Is that not true?" "Of course we should protit by mistakes," his disturbed wife ad- mitted. "But what about those Russian scientists? There's little chance of profit for them! Man was not constructed for an-.in- vasion of the stratosphere." But as the weeks turned into months, the months into seasons, the terrifying thoughts began to recede. Auguste kept up a steady and gentle battle of words and his words held wisdom. Mme. Piccard knew well how much he loved his work and that his loyalty toward science and the search for truth was vital to him. She loved him too much to be the cause of dissatisfaction and unhappiness, and he finally won her over again, . Thus, by 1932, Auguste Piccard was ready for another trip into the skies, with his wife's blessings and prayers, This time, Max Cosyns, a now assistant, helped Professor Pic- card with the many matters to be handled before take-off. Prep. arations were much smoother, as Auguste made full use of the les- sons learned from the first flint. They hoped to go even higher than the 10 miles achieved nic. viously. Paul Kipfer had boen persuaded by his parents' fears not to make a second trip, and so it was that Max Cosyns was chosen. But Paul Kipfer kept in close touch with what was hap- pening, This time the Dubendorf air- field at Zurich, a large and beautiful lakeside city in Switz- erland, was chosen, Auguste Piccard had learned many things from the first trip, and this time he allowed no ele- ment of risk of any kind. -- From "Ten Miles High, Two Miles Deep," by Allan Honour, Drive Carefully which- the same mistakes i HER VERY .OWN -- Knocking at the impressive gates of the "Castle Kane" is seven-year-old Christy Kane, whose father built -this 22-foot-high beauty just for her. The walls are aluminum roofing and flashing. One tower has a ladder, the: other a fireman's pole. Dad is a commercial artist, so he has some background for this sort of thing. Well, we are still waiting -- waiting for the "new arrival" ~-- the arrival that seems in no hurry to arrive. In the mean- time Eddie is becoming quite accustomed to his new home and except for an occasional tussle of wills is behaving very well. His chief delight is to be taken out walking 'but-the-problem is to get him past all the houses .; where there are dogs and cats as each one has to be talked to and petted. Partner takes his turn at the twice-daily promen- ade and after that Eddie is con- "tent to stay in his playpen for an hour or more. Every morning I phone Daughter to find out if she is at home or at the hospital, The last two mornings. she doesn't even bother "to say "Hullo" -- just takes down the - receiver and says -- "Still here!" These affairs of - baby-tending and baby-expecting keep us pretty well occupied in our own little world. And then we turn on the radio and hear the start- ling news that a Soviet Satellite is circling around in outer space and that trips to the moon are definitely a possibility within the next few years. Well, maybe the Soviet Satellite is all to the good -- perhaps the Commun- ists will become more concerned with trips to the moon and Mars and leave this little old - world of ours to its own devices -- to enjoy its own beauty and wrestle with its own problems. Beauty . . . I wonder how many folk saw the glorious sunset last night -- every colour imagi- nable -- like one of Turner's famous pictures. And the au- tumn leaves -- aren't they love- ly? Not yet in their full colour but turning very rapidly. When I see all the lovely shades of red, rust and gold 1 want to spend hours in the open, just feasting my eyes on this riot of colour '-- colour that we shall not see again for another twelve months. Every season has Xs own particular type 'of beauty, lasting but briefly, so we need to make the most of each sea- son as it comes. Don't.let us be $0 busy with our canning, pick- ling and housecleaning that we have no time for all the God- given beauty that is ours to en- joy--free as the air we breathe. Let the Soviets have their man- made satellite just so long as they leave us unmolested to en- joy our God-created earth. Another news item that has been keeping folk worried for several weeks is all this talk about. Asian flu, Far be it from me to minimize the flu and its weakening after-effects but there is no sense in going halfway to meet it. And that is about what it amounts to when we fuss and worry about the possibility of getting it. Worry lowers our na- tural resistance to infection, making us more susceptible to the flu if we should happen to meet one of the little bugs, or viruses, or whatever it is that carries the germs around. Far better to concentrate on keep- ing ourselves in good condition TGiNGER FARM Gwendoline p. Clarke --avoiding late nights, crowded places, drinking plenty of fruit juices, eating good, plain meals ith a minimum of cakes and pastry and getting as much fresh air as possible. And while we are out in the open we might ~ practise a little deep breathing --nothing like it to clear the lungs. There will be times when we get over-tired but if we would admit it, it often isn't our work that tires us out but what we do in our leisure time. That doesn't apply to everyone, of course. For instance on a one- man farm there is very little leisure time for either the far- mer or his wife. Cows must be milked, stables cleaned, pigs and poultry fed, wood chopped, feed taken to the mill -- and odd re- pairs have a way of cropping up at the most inconvenient times. |-A cow breaks her tie-chain or the heifers find a weak place in the fence. The fall is a favourite time for cattle to break out of pasture. The grass has lost its savour; distant fields may look a little greener -- even if they are not. Anyway, whatever the feed, cows think it might be more .interesting to fraternize with neighbour cattle for awhile. They act accordingly. Then the farmer must drop whatever he is doing, get the caftle back where they belong and spend an hour or two fixing fences. When I look back and think of our cattle-chasing days! There were no fences in our front field so if the cows happened to get that far there was nothing between them and the fast highway traf- fic. Believe me, there were times when Partner dnd 1 did some . quick moving, either to stop the cows getting to the front field. "or turning them back after they reached it. I'm glad I don't have to do it now -- I think it would finish me, Carrying thirty pounds of Eddie around is as much as. - I want at the moment. Well, there always has to be a first time. I went to make a cup of tea just now and found there was no power. No power, no water. Even if we had water we couldn't heat it. I never wanted a cup of tea so badly as now when 1 know I can't get it. What an age we live in to be so dependent on mechanical aid.. On the farm we could at least get water from the outside hand-pump. Woes Of A Postman : After the San Fransisco fire and earthquake of 1906 the Post Office - Department stretched its regulations to allow messages to be carrled out written on shin- gles, bricks, and strips of wall- paper -- postage waived. The now-thriving town of Ver- nal, Utah (population 2,119), is said to have built its first mod- ern business block some three decades ago out of bricks mail- ed in by parcel post. It remained, however, for that remarkable postal system of Britain to send by mail a pony with 84 cents' worth of stamps Pilot "Shot Up" By Ping-Pong Balls "Chop the thing off and let's be done with it," Colin Hodg- kinson told the surgeons when, after enduring months of pain, his left leg, badly smashed in an aircraft accident, refused to mend. His right leg had already been amputated at the thigh as the result of the crash, which happene when Hodgkinson was training with the - Fleet Air Arm. The surgeons complied with his request; and after a suc- cessful operation Colin Hodgkin- son, at the age of ninteen, was "fitted with "tin legs"--but he refused to be beaten or ground- ed. There followed months of courageous fighting -- fighting to re-establish himself as a fly- er, and in 1940 he was permit- ted to rejoin the F.A.A., and subsequently won his wings. Unable to fly operationally from aircraft carriers, he applied for a transfer to the R.A.F. and was accepted. In his frank and extremely lively, autobi- ography, 'Best. Foot,. Forward" Colin Hodgkinson makes no secret of the fact that his trans- fer was effected only after an energetic campaign of perusa- sion! - "Hoppy," as he was known to fellow fighter pilots, had a ter- ror of having to bale out while flying over the sea. Apart from arming himself with a razor- sharp jack-knife with which to cut away the harness of his legs if he did land in "the drink," he hit upon the idea of packing . the "hollow spaces of his artifi- cial legs with 'ping-pong balls for additional buoyancy. These snl, celluloid balls gave him an alarming experi- ence one day when he was piloting one of a squadron of Spitfires briefed to support Fortresses that were bombing - Rouen. Climbing, at an altitude of 27,000 feet, and peering about for signs of opposition as his squadron crossed into France, he was startled by a series of sharp explosions in the bottom of his cockpit. His first reaction was that he had béen "jumped" by an enemy. 'plane. Taking violent evasive action, he craned his neck for a glimpse of the Messerschmitt he was sure must be on his tail, But there was nothing behind him. Was it flak? Banking . steeply, he looked down. Not a _ buff of smoke was to be seen, A quick check convinced him that his controls were intact, yet the bangs continued. Just - before applying the baling out drill, Colin Hodgkinson remem- bered " . . the ping-pong balls I had stored in my legs. The rarefield atmosphere .at nearly 30,000 feet had been too much for them." The author recalls another incident when his tin legs were the cause of panic, It happened during an air raid when he was stationed , at St, -Merryn, in Cornwall, All lights had been affixed to his flank. And for that equally remarkable species, 'the British postmaster, to" walk the pony five miles to the addressee in order to save the sender the almost five dollars more it would have cost him had it been trans- . orted by truck. "A lovely day for a walk," commented Postmaster George Smith, "but (and we echo him sympathetically) I hope nobody gets the idea of mailing an ele- phant."" -- From The Christian Science Monitor, a ---- 8 TRE SE ". ! rope switched off, and the orderly officer was instructing men to take to the shelters, When Hodgkinson pleaded lack of legs, and that he couldn't see in the dark, the officer warned: "Out to the shelters or 1 must charge you." With that he hur- ried off to chase more strag- glers, \ Groping for his legs beneath the bed the author put them om. Attempting to stand up he fell flat on his face. He tried and once more fell flat. 'seized him, Had some nerve system failed? He was struck down . . . perhaps im- mobile for life. . . His shouts brought the order- ly officer back to his room. *I can't move!" Hodgkinson shout ed in anguish, The light from other's torch dropped from . Hodgkinson's face to his le there was a short silence, both men, burst out laughing. The artificial legs had beea titted - back to front! Waist Sizes To 46 PRINTED PATTERN PRINTED Pattern -- a skirt that's s-0-o flattering to the larger figure! A lovely varia- tion of your favorite 8-gore style; simple to sew, tab detafl optional. Ideal for faille, linen, wool! : Printed Pattern 4673: Wom- en's Waist Sizes 30, 32, 34, 38, 38, 41, 43, 46 inches. Size 30 re- quires 2% yards 39-inch fabric. Printed directions on each pattern 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 and STYLE NUMBER, : Send order to ANNE ADAMS, Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St., New Toronto, Ont. MISTAKEN IDENTITY «In East Hampton, Conn., Rob- ert Hausman, 23, joined a crew of volunteers dragging a lake for 2 supposed drowning victim, finally "realized that the fellow they were searching for was he. E =m ISSUE 43 -- 1957 MIGHTY POTATO FROM TINY VINE -- This six-pound sweet potato was grown by John W. Diehms. Diehms, who styles himself a "city farmer", said he found the huge specimen growing on a tiny vina In his patch, A tiie' a es ut