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I" EATEN, fat CoA A Rh ER TY RAR " @eremonies and the singing--all 'Torcnto, Ont. TR ARE CONIA IE WENT AST Ri find ; : 3 3 . ' AY EA 3 $13 \ + [ 3 ' ELEY \ a SHREA BRI ASL MEER ARE SEAS SLRS SOUCY LN waa --_ Twice A Year They Really Celebrate In Yellowknife, in Canada's Wopthwest Territories, June 3l December 21 are days for of the most northerly. wo- en's organizations in the world, Twice a year, on the longest and on the shortest days of the year, the Daughters of the Mid- nlght Sun (DMS) holds light- hearted frolics, with candlelit verses--of the Far North's partl- cular ballad, "When the Ice- worms Nest Again." Until recently, this community was linked with the outside world only by plane. When the DMS was organized over two decades ago, its charter member- ship of fourteen comprised al- most the entire feminine popula- tion of Yellowknife. Today, there are over 70 mem- bers to celebrate the midnight sun of summer and the midday moon of winter. 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There is no sales tax on the patterns, Coppermine on the. Arctic Ocean. They also provide lifeguards for the beach on Frame Lake, assist in clinics, adopt children under the Foster Parents Plan, welcome New Canadians, and issue an annual cookbook, writes Adelaide Leitch in the Christian Science Monitor, Since it was started in 1047, copies of the DMS cookbook have been sent as gifts or souvenirs all over the world. This year, the northern-flavored recipes in- clude Northern Baked Trout, Fried Ptarmigan Breasts, Rose Hip Catchup, and 'Didi's Cran- berry Upside Down Cake. But the cookbook also goes cosmopo- litan with recipes for things like crab and fruit salads, sweet and sour shrimp, "and hand-dipped chocolates. Someday, the DMS hopes, it can wean its more southerly friends away from the notion that the women of the sub-Arctic subsist on' reindeer steaks and the odd handful of blueberries, Actually, the chic and ener- getic young women of Yellow- knife live modern lives. Their kitchens are up to date; their schools are excellent. Their win- ter parkas cover trim suits and - nylon hose, and their social life ranges frem topnotch handicraft work to formal, long-dress par- ties. Here, isolation tends to fire rather than dampen their enthu- siasm. And their aims, as DMS expresses them: "To contribute "to -the betterment of the com- munity and to enjoy friendship with each other, having no regard to racial, religious, or po- litical prejudices." A Dutch' Princess Gets Team Of Ponies My first pony-carriage, in which we drove 'through the park, I can hardly remember, but on the other hand 1 have a very vivid-recollectiori of my prospect of the Shetland ponies. One day in late autumn 'Father suddenly announced that I was oing to have them, no less than our in number. At last they were to arrive, It was already dark when Mother and I went out to meet them, listening intently for the sound of their hooves on the road. What-a long time it seem- ed! Finally they came. They were taken straight to the stables, where a warm bed of straw was awaiting them. Next day I had to give them names, The roan I called Brow- nie, the black-headed one Puck, the black was to be known as - Blackie and his friend the bay became Baby. Baby was my first riding horse. He lived to an ad- vanced age. . When I was about sixteen I was taught by our old coachman to drive them four-in:hand; this -- "new art I later applied to a four- in-hand of full-sized horses Mo- ther had given me. Baby always accompanied us on our walks, as Grisette had done before; when I became tired I was put on his back and practiced a little trot or gallop... At the same time 1 received riding lessons in the outdoor rid- ing school. When that became too monotonous, one of the gen- tlemen of the entourage accom- panied me on that old giant Pan- talon (my father's last riding horse); he held my mount by the leading-rein but Baby, who was not devoid of a sense of humour, manoeuvred in such a way that he and his rider passed back and forth under Pantalon's head all the time. This made the leading-rein completely useless and a cob had to be bought who could not play at this game, -- From "Lonely But Not Alone," by Her Royal Highness Wilhel- mina Princess of the Netherlands. - Stewart Gra film, "The Last Days of Sodom and Gomorrah," uses his ancient shepherd's crook instead of a golf club In a desolate area near A LOT OF SWING Quarzazdte, Moroso, Press Club -- and we wild joy and excitement at the --f, wonderful "time. ~ Good dimmer, | nger, cast as Lot in the Biblical ¥ READY FOR CHRISTMAS -- Sister Fiorella 5 cE examines a group of handpainted nativity figures made in the Convent of the Sisters of the Divine Master on Stalen Island. Lager Fapy tonight 1 forgotten how gorgeous a sunset Until had "almost could be. In summer we don't see much colour in the sky. To- night the Turneresque sky almost compensated for the cool weath- er that is coming our way -- al- though we haven't had a black frost yet. However, gay sky or grey; 1 haven't had time to look at it just lately -- nor shall I for the next three weeks. It is, and has been, just one thing after anoth- er. Last Tuesday the opening 2, dinner-meeting of the Toronto had a good program and the best pos- sible company. I had one little disappointment that was entirely my own fault. At dinner each person found a glorified surprise packet on her bread and butter plate, presented with the com- pliments of the various travel agencies and containing small items necessary when travelling. . « . flight slipper-socks, luggage tags, fans, notebooks and pencils and wonderful little cigarette lighters. Flight bags were also - awarded as prizes for various amusing contests. I took great care of my grab bag until the "party was over -- you know how everyone gets a thrill out of get- ing something for nothing. In- "fantile -- but there it is. I was going to stay overnight at Dee's so I took my overnight bag up to the club. rooms to change my shoes. Dee called for me and in "telling her about my delightful evening I said -- "Just wait 'til we get home and I'll show you what was given to us!" We were home in half an hour. 1 imme- diately opened up my bag... but -- there was no surprise" packet! I knew then I must have put it down when I changed my shoes and. forgot to pick it up. Was I disappointed .. . and mad at myself! ! Next morning I took an early bus home and by ten o'clock I was up to my eyes in pickles. I did up what I had on hand and then after dinner I went to the store and bought everything nec- essary for making a batch of mustard pickle. And here is a hint -- if you haven't already tried it. When cutting peppers and onions wear a pair of rubber gloves and eliminate the danger of rubbing a peppery fist into your eyes. If you have ever done it you don't need me to tell you it can be very painful. Wearing gloves also saves carrying the smell of pickles around with you for the rest of the week. Friday was "clean-up" day. Saturday we all went to Milton Fair, All except Art. He was busy so brought Dee and the boys this far and they came on with us. We had lunch with Bob, Joy and our two other grandsons before proceeding to the Fair. It was the first time since Christ- mas we had "enjoyed" our five grandsons_all atone: time, -- Be= lieve me, we couldn't hear our- selves think! They had to be kept in the house because had we let them loose in the back- yard, in less than an hour they wouldn't have been fit to be seen. Milton Fair is always good -- we should know, we have been going to it for over thirty-five years. And as usual part of the fun was seeing the people, Part- ner had a happy time renewing farming acquaintances. One time he was talking to a man who used to do our early threshings -- with a steam-powered thresh- ing outfit, for which, year after year, Partner had to have a stack of wood ready and waiting to | feed its hungry maw. After awhile Partner and I got tired of tramping around so we left Dee and the boys to go their own way and we went on to the grand- stand, As we took our seats I said to Partner -- "Do you re- member years ago when we used to look longingly at the grand- stand but couldn't afford to pay our way in?" Partner remember- ed only too well. Sitting next to me on the grandstand was a farmer's wife I had known for a good many years. She reminded me of some- thing I had written in this col- umn a long while ago. She had taken part in some sort of page- ant and in describing the event I had said she looked so much like Queen Victoria! She did not take the paper in which this col- umn appeared but someone had sent it to her. So you see how news travels! Even more sign- fficant was the fact that this lady's grandmother -- unknown to me -- had also been described as bearing a striking resemblance to Queen Victoria. Today I have been working _like mad -- cleaning _windows, venetian blinds and fixing up the spare room ready for Partner's sister Queenie who I from England on one of those 17- day excursions tomorrow. We shall meet her at Malton but she won't be here very long as she has relatives to visit in Deep River, Renfrew, Ottawa and north Toronto -- if she can stand -the pace. She is several years older than Partner but fortunate- ly has been used to travelling -- mostly in Earope. Partner hasn't seen her for twelve years but I was with her for two days dur- ing my visit to England in '55. is coming TV Turtle Hassock Protect the furniture, ' and delight youngsters with this gay cushion that's perfect for TV! Use thrifty scraps--the bright- Td when this little girl plays COUPLE OF DOLLS -- Which one Is the cutest? Hard to say with her doll In Honolulu, Hawaii. She was too shy to give the photographers her name. She Wasn't Invited To The Funeral The year was 1917 and a fe- verish' wartime gaiety reigned in New York City. The Ziegfeld Follies was in full swing on 42nd Street, Two new comedians were the talk of the town: Will Rogers and Eddie Cantor. And in the front of the chorus danced a girl of 17, with golden hair and perky features. Her name was Marion Cecilia Douras, She call- ed herself Marion Davies. Night after night, week after week, a bulky man of 54, with --a-great--pale----face --and__hollow eyes, sat in one of the best seats. The seat beside him was, always empty, except for his hat, His name was William Randolph Hearst and he was the most flamboyant newspaper publisher of the day. He was a power in politics, as well. Some thought vhe might well become President. Such was the beginning of one of the extraordinary romances of the century. Hearst never be- came President. And Marion Davies never became Mrs. Hearst. But the relationship be: tween them lasted for 32 years in the course of which the pub- lisher heaped upon the chorus girl an opulence of gifts -- in- cluding movie stardom -- such as bedazzled few if any of his- tory's famous mistresses. He built her a fabuolus mansion all ~~ her own. His gifts ran into mil-_ _ lions. -- and in later years, when Hearst was in deep financial trouble, and when no bank would touch him, she loaned him back a cool million without note or interest, Other millions she showered on charities. She was the daughter of an obscure New York politician, one Bernard J. Douras, who rose to police magistrate (and was ever after described in the Hearst press, by order, as Judge Dour- as). Brought up in Brooklyn with four sisters, she left a convent school for the stage while still- in her mid-teens. Her first big break came from Ziegfeld. Her second came from Hearst and she never needed another. Hearst sailed Marion into the movies under all the billowing canvas of his newspaper chain. Her first starring picture, a mild domestic drama called "Cecilia of the Pink Roses," appeared in the summer of 1918. Hearst ori- ; . screen, "When Knighthood Was tics hailed her with adjeclives that might have made even Sarah Bernhardt blush. Other critics managed to restrain them- selves with no trouble at all. Not even the dourest of non- Hearst critics could deny that Marion Davies was a young wo- man of singular appeal. And at least some of the warmth and humour that endeared her to friends came across on the in- Flower" -and "Janice Mere- dith" were among the films that carried her to stardom's top ranks. When talkies came, many thought that Marion's stutter -- | part of her off-screen charm -- would be her downfall. But she went on to make half a dozen more pictures, "Page Miss Glory" and "Cain and Mabel" being among the last. -All this while she was play- ing chatelaine to Hearst at fabu- lous San 'Simeon, his estate of some 400 square miles near Los Angeles. Among their guests, who often sat 40 strong with the gold plate and the paper napkins, were Bernard Shaw and Winston Churchill. The talk was good -- but in-later years, two topics were taboo. One was liquor, of which Hearst disapproved and of which Marion -- it was.no secret -- was growing increasingly fond. The other was death, of which Hearst was, growing in- creasingly fearful. ~~, "Hearst died in the summer of 1951, It was in another home he shared with Marion in Beverly Hills. She had been sitting with him most of the night but had finally gone to bed. When she awoke, Hearst's bedroom was empty. Two of his sons had come with an undertaker and re- moved the body. "I asked where he was," Mar- ion said afterward, 'and the nurse said he was dead. He was gone, whoosh, like that. Old W.R. was gone, the boys were gone, I was alone. Do you realize what they did? They stole a possession of mine. He belonged to me. I loved him for 32 years and now he was gone. I couldn't even say good-by." "She 'was not invited to the funeral. Two months later, Marion was married for the first time, to a hell-for-leather sea captain and rer (Marion's wealth was are | ret at $10 mil. lion), "Hossle Wossie," she called her new mate, and it was a stormy marriage, Still, it lasted. nd though many old fri dri away, others rema close, among them Joseph P, Kennedy, the President's fathem When Jt became known lash spring that Marion was suffer ing from a serious cancer condi. tion, the senior Kennedy Jo three doctors of Bie per ah to attend A ny in HoHywood's Cedars of Lebanon Hospital, Marion Davies died. Horace . Brown was at her bedside, Bu$ the shadow in the room was tha¢ of the man -- her lover for 38 years -- who had gone ten years before to the death that he fear- ed so much more than she. -- From NEWSWEEK. How To Turn a Child Into a Delinquent 1. Begin at infancy to give the child everything he wants. He will then grow up to believe that the world owes him a living. 2. Never give him any spiritual training. Wait until he is twenty- one, and let him decide for him- self. 3. Avoid using the word "wrong." It may develop a guilt complex. This will condition him later to believe, when he is ar- rested for stealing-a car, that so=- ciety is against him and he is being persecuted. 4. Pick up everything he leaves around -- books, shoes, clothes, Do everything for him, so he will be experienced: in throwing all responsibility on others. = | 3. Let him read any printed matter he can get his hands on. - Be careful his cup and plate are sterilized, but let his mind feed ~ on garbage. * 6. Quarrel frequently in the presence of your child. In this way he will not be shocked when _the home is broken up later. wants. Never let him save or earn any... Why should he have things as tough as you did? 8. Satisfy. his every craving for - food, drink and comfort.' See that every desire is gratified. Denial may lead to harmful frustration. 98. Take his part against neigh- bours, teachers and policemen. They are all prejudiced against your child. 10. When he gets into real trouble, apologize for J reatt by saying: "I never could do apy- thing with him." FE From "Tit-Bits" Modern Etiquette By Anne Ashley Q. Is one supposed tp mail out the wedding invitations with or pany them from -the printer's? ~. A. With the tissues in place. Q. When a man is the guest of another man for. luncheon in a restaurant, is he supposed to share the tip for the waitress? A. No. The tip is one of the obligations of ihs host. . "Let's eat out tonight, Phil, named Horace G. 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Send 25¢. ---- Ontario residents must include 1¢ sales tax for. each CATALOG ordered There is no sales tax on the patterns BANG OUT OF HER WORK -- Spurning the traditional brush and palette, French artist Niki de Sant-Phalle uses a .22 calibre rifle to create her latest masterpiece in' Copen- : hagen, Denmark, where she is having a show. Niki's technique is to assemble such in= : Lid spiring items as old shoes, bathtubs and broken bicycles. Bags filled with paint or eggs are hung about and 'Nikki blazes guayept them, letting the ooze fall where it may. The result. 3 sheer artistry. Question: should' it ba displayed in an art gallery or a shooting gallery SOUE 42 < 1961