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= ed out to be a nce day. we drove down to Oakville and from there Bob dan Joy tock us the rest of the way. Y. Lnett 'elled aince n on ansas ot of amp- 'ound ippo- agamn, show, is a can Iand rarm- s put iotley of a any 1 a gir iasn't a some as a i been ninals, th cf by me. now and le hernuiam t- tI11sW has any nce ever d sel- ilIi WiC. nsibility write to ber at St., New ie ocean mue St as we do, ys he drove >lace te park! parade, his one ambition was te be a performer in that glorious gaudy world. Fashioning himaseif a backyard trapeze, he learned enough tricks to impress the muanager of a small travelling circus. From then on, he trouped with one after another until fin- ally he hit the "Big One," Ring- ling Bros. and Barnum & Bailey Combined Shows, Inc. How Emmett Kelly came te impersonate the role of Willie, the tattered and torn clown, and hoxs his f ame took him aIl ever North America and Europe, are told in "Clown," a fascinating< story not only of this mastér of pantomime, but cf the circus it- self, with ail its romance, adven- ture, comedy, ai tragedy. highb nk of Stan- ;v be- Last Sunday 'was a big day in our family. David, John was christened, and he behaved him- self very well. He wore a long, lace-edged petticoat, and an em- broidered christening robe that grown-ups with their queer ideas so he began talking to himself, although stili watching fer an opportunity to do a bit cf chew- ing on his fancy clothes. The church was just around the corner so we walked ever. There were three other christenings, a little wee baby, a small boy about two years old, and Robbie, a little eider than David, the son of one of Daughter's friends. Robbie was crying most of the time but David was much teo interested in what was goilng eon -te even think of crying. He watched the dimmed lights; he looked up into the minister's fate and smiled, and then he made an unsuccëssful grab at the clerical collar. Back in the pew be looked over his god- mother's shoulder, saw the rest of us sitting behind hlm, and promptly began ilaughing, talk- ing and generally making him- self heard - much to the em- barrassment of his mother and to the delight of bis grand- mother. Thus was David christ- ened and received into the Churchi. Back'home again we got him out of his long robe and into smocked rompers--his sturdy little legs making good use of their restored freedom. 0f course there was a small christening party afterwards, with one of the prettiest cakes I have ever seen for such an occasion. A spray of pinkish-blue icing rosebuds with gree'n leaves along one side cf the cake and i the centre "David John, 1954." But of course, David John didn't get even a crumb of bis pretty cake. Light snew or rain had been I the with, know There are plenty of the much maligned starlings around these days. I wonder ., . . are they friend or foe . to the farmer? Some think one way, some an- other. Even naturalists do not agree on that point. I like to think they are friends because it is a cheering sight to watch them on a sunny day splashing and hopping around in every puddle of water they can find. I can understand why people want dto drive them away fron public' buildings in towns and cities but surely in the country we Can accept them, taking their less desirable qualifies along with their benefical insect-des- troying activities. Atte all. the starlings live according to ' the laws Of nature.'Can we say as much for the human race? What right have we to criticize lesser forms of animal lite when so- called human beings experiment with atomit and hy dr og e n bombs? Not that we are frîght- ened for ourselves. In view of the devastating qualifies of at- omit weapons alarn fram a per- senal viewpoint would be little short of ridiculous. However. we do feel that even for those far removed from the actuel effect of atomie experiments, there is another kind of chain reaction that is quite possible-a reaction of fear-that can have an under- mining effect upon ail we say and do. To my way of thinking, fear of the unknown is enemy No. 1. If is also an enemy which we can fight and conquer if we make up our minds to do so, So many things are beyond our scope to contro but our mental outlook, if we are normal, that we can control. WelI, it's a far cry tro chris- tenings and starlings to atomc weapons. But that's lite-a little of this and a little ofthat-and we have to take it al in our stride. ISSUE 17 - 1954 rura BREAD Yours, with wonderful DjY eastI Ou. runcn Lit On lightly- livide into 4 i inosmnlo, then reduce oven te, 35Q0, and bake es longer. raveai. the