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WILMETTE LIFE August 24, 1928 WILMETTE LIFE 188U.BD . I'AlD~J' 01' .B~CB WB.B)[ WJ-UU Central Ave., Wilmette, Dl. ~ oftlce: I ~. Klchlcan Ave. TeL State IIJI ~···· LLOYD BOLLI8TBB. O'C. bJ' ··..············..··.···.···· Wllaft&e tiM 808C&IPTI0lf PBICB.......... . . . ...... A. D.A.B communications must be accompanied bJ' the and a4drua of the writer. Artlclea for pubUcatton muet reach the editor by WedneedaJ' noon to lDaun appearance In current laue. Reeolutlou of condolence, carde of thanke, obltuarlee, notices of entertainments· or other aftaln where an a4mlttance charge ts published, wlll be charged at recutar advertising rates. DaiDe .a.n The Cook County board of Forest Preserve commissioners is calling the attention· of the public to the great danger, during the approaching autumn Season for seas.on of fires in the Forest Preserves; grass Forest Fires fires that first burn over the open spaces and often spread to the woods, destroying young . trees and denuding the fields of the wild flowers. · . The greatest danger comes from cigarets dropped in the grass, and the picnicker who goes away without extinguishing his fire. The Forest Preserve District of Cook county, which consists of 32,000 acres of wooded land, encircles Chicago completely on the land side, and is· internationally acknowledged to be the greatest unde;taking of the kind by any city of modern times. This gre_at circle of woods-there for your pleasure and convenience-can have its beauty seriously damaged by the careless starting of fires. The workmen in the Preserves are kept busy almost daily now putting out these fires. The commissioners ask the vast crowds of people who visit the Preserves and enjoy them, to remember that these forests are a permanent and rapidly growing necessity to Cook county and must be maintained and improved, for as time goes on, these woods are going to become just about the only place that one can reach easily to enjoy a day's outing. · 1 who seemed to regard us as well-intentioned. We stayed just long enough in the Canadian Soo to get information concerning good roads and camping sites and then got away. Canadian ro~ds are not by any means so desirable as our own American roads, being mostly such as one meets in the country. After a good deal of meandering we reached the shores of Batchawana Bay, a little dent in the shores o£ that mighty inland sea, Lake Superior. There between two towering white pines, near Harmony River, we pitched our umbrella tent and got our fir§t supper. Our life in this pleasant spot la~ted four days, a life of sleeping on pneumatic mattresses; eating blueberries, wild black currants, pancakes, and bacon; bathing in Lake Superior; and loafing. In his speech of acceptance Herbert Ho.o ver emphasized the supreme value of there being assured for each home in America peace and happiHe made it very · ness. Guardians of plain that the work of Our Peace all p u b 1 i c officials should have for its prime objective the securing for every man, woman, and child in this great land of these two conditions-peace and happiness. And every right-thinking American must agree that Mr. Hoover put the emphasis exactly where it belongs. It is disgraceful to be obliged to confess that there are many public servan.t s who do not aim at these high goals, but at the lo\v goals of personal profit and aggrandizement. l\fany agencies are working to make the United· States a happy and peaceful land. Among the foremost of the se agencies are the p,olice, the guardians of our peace and happiness. They protect our homes against those who, if unhindered, would take our property and perhaps our lives. The police work to prevent accidents on our highways. They enforce the law, our greatest bulwark against evil doers. . Since the police protect us it is our plain duty and privilege to co-operate with them, and never work against them . vVe should not only ourselves observe the Ia ws and rules of otir various communities but also admoni sh others, especially the y.oung, to follow the straight and narrow paths that lead to social peace and happiness. The police without our co-operation are almost helpless. With our persistent co-operation they can be efficient in bringing to our smaller and larger communities and to the nation the greatest of all blessings-peace and happiness. The Constance murder case should bring home to the thinking, influential population of Cook county a problem that has long been clamoring in vain for attention. A Lesson From It is the problem .of the Murder caring for dangerous subnormals. The Constance murder \vas the act of such a subnormal-a man with neither the mentality nor the moral sense to realize more than hazily what he was doing. . . . . . The segregation and colonization of dangerous .subnormals-the type popularly though Inaccurately known as morons-is the remedy long advocated. We have had a shocking and terrible illustration of the need. -The Evatrsto11 Review ·SHORE LINES HOOPJN' IT UP FOR HOOVER (To be sung to the tune of Yankee Doodle) When Hoover to the White House goes, Oh! What a grand ovation, The batlds will play and bugles blow In every town and station. . ChorusHurrah for Hoover, he's the man, He beats the whole creation, He's made the fight, He'll do what's rigM . For this our gloriotts nation. The flags will fly from ever}' dome With thousands tnarchil'fg under, Then we'll all shout a· nd yell to Al That he can go to thunder. ChorusHe'll deal out justice through the land For every son and dat4-_qhter~ He'll teach the bootlegger he can Hereafter drink cold water. Chorus" The farmer and the laborer Who feed the whole creatiml Must be paid in cash attd trade For all his hmust labor. Chorus-Mrs. L. Byers. Bttrlinq'tou., Iowa. How About One for AI? A letter bearing the signature of Jane F. McElroy, a former \Nilmette re sident, called our at· tention to the above campaign song penned by Mrs. Byers, who is 87 years of age and enjoyed the nr;vilege of singing campaign songs favoring the ..tdidacy of Abraham Lincoln. "What they need in this campaign is a good, rousing song and I'll have to write one for them," said Mrs. Byers, and she forthwith produced the contribution. Now, who'll come through with an original AI Smith song? \Ve'd like very much to have i't. Gastronomically Speaking Wednesday, August 8, saw us motoring with three friends, a father and his two sons, north on Highway 31, away from Traverse City towards An Excursion our neighbor ,on the north, Canada. To get Into Canada there we had first to reach Mackinaw City, then the American Soo, and finally on the ·other side of St. Mary's river, the Canadian Soo. The trip to l\fackinaw City was uneventful, the roads being in the main hard and smooth, and the other drivers, as well as our .own, sane and sensible. To out' left all the way up we got more or less extended views of Lake Michigan and its arms, Big Traverse Bay and Little Traverse. We passed through the summer cities, Charlevoix and Petoskey. · At Mackinaw City we took the ferry to St. Ignace, an American city of fair proportions. From this city we drove north to the American Soo, known in books and on maps as Sault Ste. Marie. Here we lipgered long enough to lay in a supply of the most necessary provisions. This done we moved on to the ferry that was to carry us with our car over into Canada. The inspection on b.oth sides was just thorough enough to satisfy the officials, Dear Mique: Well, the Missus and the Kiddies climbed on the rattler Monday and are enjoying their annual sojourn in the country longside the old Mississippi, all of which means that our village eateries are going to get a heavy play for · the next coupla weeks. It's going to be kinda tough on Pop, I suspect, for I guess times have changed since I used to dine in the restaurants. I starts out yesterday morning for the 41 coffee and" and just as I'm going in the restaurant I .see a sign which says "Music with meals." Well, you know Miquc, I'm a bit musical, and I got the idea quick that maybe a musical meal might go pretty good. Anyway it would be a change. So when the waitress comes up and asks me what I'll have I says : "Maybe I'll try a little of that music." Guess . she thought I was getting fresh, cause she answers : "Maybe you will and maybe you won't. We ain't got nothing but canned music and that's not fresh enough for you." Well, nothing gets so bad that it can't get worse, so when she serves me the butter for the rolls I discovers that it's been cut with one of them ham-slicing machines. I suppose that idea is new and devised to save labor because you don't have to spread it, it's that thin. As the outside measurements were something like 1%xi% inches, you can figure out exactly how much of a roll's surface it covered. I didn't want to appear fresh after pulling that one about the music so I asks polite-like: "Could you rivet a few of those pieces of butter together for me?" , .. "We ai!l't g?t, no rivets for one thing," she says, 'and bes1des 1t s against the laws of this joint." "\Vell, it's against the laws to drink hootch," was our snappy comeback, -but we do it. Anyway what's a little law between friends?" \Veil, anyway, Mique, I gets the butter and I'm feeling better ·when I steps O\lt. I'm ready to give the little lady a hand when she pops : "You should ought to eat in a hardware store." Maybe I'll write you something next week. -Ray, alias, The Old Plug. And all the while we felt certain that at last Fil !he Fllosofer, was heading north to .really rough m the wilds of the Canadian forests, when he comes t~rough with the prescribed description of camping hfe, as per the tourists booklets and the adjoining columns. lt '. -Mtque.