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Winnetka Weekly Talk, 25 Dec 1926, p. 31

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WINNETKA TALK December 25, 1926 WINNETKA TALK ISSUED SATURDAY OF EACH WEEK LLOYD HOLLISTER, INC. 56% Lincoln Ave., Winnetka, Ill 1222 Central Ave., Wilmette, Ill Chicago ofilce: 6 N. Michigan Ave. Tel. State 6326 All communications must be accompanied by the name and address of the writer. Articles for pub- lication must reach the editor by Thursday noon to insure appearance in current issue. Resolutions of condolence, cards of thanks, obituary, tices of entertainments or other affairs where an admittance charge is published, will be charged at regular advertising rates. Entered at the post office at Winnetka, Illinois, as mail matter of the d class, d the act of March 3, 1879. GOD'S GIFT Let all that are to mirth inclined Consider well, and bear in mind What our good God for us has done, In sending his Beloved Son. Let all your songs and praises be Unto His Heavenly Majesty; And evermore, amongst our mirth, Remember Christ our Savior's birth. If choirs of Angels did rejoice, Well may mankind with heart and voice Sing praises to the God of Heaven, Who unto us His Son has given. REFRAIN For to redeem our souls from thrall, Christ is the Savior of us all. --OId English Carol. What work are you going to take up when you get through school? What are you going to be? Questions of this sort : are submitted with embar- Life rassing frequency to our Work young men and women; more often, to be sure, to the former than to the latter. And in at- tempting to answer the question the va- rious professions and their values are cer- tain to be canvassed. The problem of values brings up the question, which is the most dignified, the most worthy of the professions? Many say the ministry; others, medicine; in fact, the list is as long as the list itself of the professions. Dr. William Healy, formerly a resident of Winnetka and prominently identified with the activities of the Juvenile Court, a scientist of remarkably broad and thorough- going culture, in an article in The American Journal of Psychiatry, regards psychiatry as the calling that "should be and readily may grow to be considered the most digni- fied of all professions--that which is con- cerned with and treats mental life, the in- nermost and real being of man." Possibly a few of our most able young men and women may be stimulated by this estimate of Dr. Healy's to investigate psychiatry as a life occupation. It may be also of interest to know that in the article mentioned above Dr. Healy speaks of "Winnetka procedure--the indi- vidual system"--as one that may be of great assistance in mental therapy. This is an acceptable tribute to the value of the individual system. "Wreathe the halls with boughs of holly, "Tis the season to be jolly!" No other note is so often, and so emphatically, struck at this season of the year as "Tis the Jollity. It's heard in the S "5 familiar greetings, "Merry eason Christmas!" and "Happy New Year!" It appears in the laughing face and rotund body of Santa Claus. Every holiday gathering takes life easily and merrily. Through every Christ- mas story runs the theme of unusual hap- piness. The giving of gifts at Christmas time is secondary to the expressing of jolly feel- ing. In fact the exchange of presents is merely a means of showing the extra- ordinary cheerfulness of the givers. And the man who is not jolly about and on De- cember 25 is an unmitigated grouch, an un- reformed Scrooge. The normal boy is now looking forward to Saturday morning, Christmas morning, with exalted expectation. He can hardly wait for the great day to dawn. And it isn't so much because of the gifts he's go- ing to get. Gifts on any other day could not rouse him so peculiarly. No, it's be- cause he's a part of the great wave of joy that is sweeping all the children, and many older people, onward to the best of all holi- days. "Joy to the World!" Nothing will make one so keenly aware of the differences between life on the north shore and life in foreign lands as letters from those lands appearing Foreign from time to time in our Lk rou columns. Whether they be letters from China, India, Eng- land, the Hawaiian Islands, or the Scandinavian countries, they all serve to accentuate the contrasts between our manners and resources and theirs. One of the most glaring of these con- trasts is presented in a letter written by Dr. Barlow-Brown to a Winnetka friend and published in one of our recent issues. The letter gives an opportunity to ap- preciate the comfort enjoyed by an Ameri- can girl in a typical college dormitory. The Chinese girls in the dormitory of the col- lege with which Dr. Barlow-Brown is con- nected sleep not on mattresses but on wooden boards over carpenter's horses. All they ask for is a $5 mattress. It is al- most impossible even to imagine such ut- terly meager conditions in an American col- lege, even though many dormitories are bare and unlovely. Such comparisons as this ought to make us not only realize what we have to be thankful for but also share our comforts with the less fortunate in far off countries. It's too bad, but it seems as if the prohi- bition laws were cracked more often in Winnetka than in any other of our lake shore communities. Mary Curriti is the lat- est violator, but there have been several others. We don't know just why wine, liq- uor, and alcohol attract so strongly inhabi- tants of the above-mentioned suburb. Very likely it's just a coincidence, but the tact remains. & x 2 SHORE LINES A DOG'S LIFE It's in three parts--a dog's life--eating, sleeping and running around town. The big part is running around town, seeing what's going on, and making sure that everything is all right. When men are dig- ging ditches, they wouldn't do the work as it ought to be done if I--my name is Gin (the editorial canine) --didn't come around every so often to cheer them up and let them know that somebody cares. Whenever a new man comes to town it's part of my business to find out what kind of a man he is and whether he's to be trusted. Eating is also very important. Those who know me best know that I won't eat any old thing. Some- times I'll worry an old shoe or rubber, but I do that just for fun. I get most of my food from a deli- catessen over on Wilmette avenue. Roast beef I like better than anything else. It has a very nice taste. I like water, too. Sometimes when I'm not feeling fit I eat lots of grass. It always helps me. And the third part of my life is sleeping. That's what I do whenever I'm doing neither of the other two things. I can sleep anywhere--on stone, on wood, or on a cushion. The last I prefer, but I don't object to wood, if it's fairly level. When life gets a little dull I turn around a few times to make my head swim a little, and then lie down, curling myself all up into a nice heap. My instincts I got from my parents, but my habits I got from my human associates, mostly Mique, my boss. If I'm at all human he's responsible, because I'm more with him than with any other biped. I'm with him all day long. He has taught me all I know about the making of newspapers. The most exciting thing I do in the newspaper shop is to see if I can't catch a shining piece of type-metal, before it gets into the hole and drops down the chute to the metal pot. Mique doesn't care for this sort of thing, but then different individuals have different tastes. --GIN--per FIL THE FILOSOPHER. A bo oe And Welcome Our Heroes With the approaching presidential year and plans of the Conn National School of Music to organize brass bands in all the north shore villages, we wonder if the old time political marching clubs equipped with flambeau torches and headed by the village cornet band will again be employed to parade with spell binders and political cheer leaders. Or will the numerous bands feature their services to their respective communities by giving summer night concerts in the park and "furnish the music" for the annual village celebration. "If all the villages on the north shore organize bands, as proposed by the Conn National School of Music, there should be a sufficient number to hold frequent band contests. --E. T. S. So We Suspected dere mique: i aint got no litry cricket or nuthin but i jest caint sleep nites till i tell ya bout thet edatorial K9 of yours. he sure is some dawg and i got to hand it to im. y last saturday he comes into my shanty with ta cop whut raided it an wile the cop was drinkin all my cawn likker ta dawg waz eatin my pork sawsige. he sure learns fast an i gotta give im the credick. p. s. ta cop lives in chicawgo. --JOE Know all by these presents that last week's water famine annoyed us not a whit, being as how we occupy a well appointed and thoroughly comfortable English basement apartment. (a bath on every floor and plenty of water, always) How fortunate the water shortage did not strike the village on Saturday night Try Sheik Lure Say Mique: What'n trunkit kin a feller do win all de blasted water works gits hung up an dere aint no water? T'other day down in Evingstun i hed ta wash my face in Hinde's almond cream an comb my hair in listerine an that aint no soft soap. i aint never felt rite since. --SHEIK Listening in on an exciting (?) hockey match 'tother evening, we decided to switch over to Guyon's WGES, which had always been our idea of zero in radio entertainment. And now, boys and girls, young and older, every- one, the very merriest of Christmases! And may father never tire of little Johnny's new electric train. --MIQUE

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