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THE COLBORNE EXPRESS, COLBORNE, ONT. APRIL 11, 1957 rSNNt HIRST ) Dear Anne Hirst: I am shocked to learn that my fiance's family object to his marrying me, and after we have been engaged for two months! I have met most of them and believe I could get along well with them all. He claims he still loves me but is too confused to think straight. He is obligated to his father for setting him up in business, and I can only think he fears to oppose their wishes. Why don't they like me? My people have been here for three generations, and my family life has been a happy one. I'm a college graduate and hold a good position, belong to two good clubs and have many fine friends. If his people have any reason for their attitude I don't know what it is, and apparently my ex-fiance doesn't either. (I broke the engagement at once, of c e.) I know he is seeing another girl who his family have entertained; he says he feels he "must play along with them." We still date once a week, but it isn't the same. What is the matter with him? He is 30, I'm 26, and we are both mature enough to know what we want. Why won't he fig^t for us? Shall I keep on seeing him? Or leave town for a while? I can get a leave of absence. Please advise me, for I am-- MISERABLE. A WEAK CHARACTER * I don't quite get the point * of this man's feeling obligated * to his father. His father's * starting him in business is not * reason enough to allow his * family to run his personal * life; his financial arrangements * with his father can be carried * on no matter whom he mar- * Why his family suddenly * object to you I cannot know, * unless they have chosen this i * girl for him and demanded * that he marry her. (Why * didn't they say so earlier?) * And what does his acquies- * cence indicate? That he is a * spineless creature whose love * for you is not so deep as to * make him strong enough to * battle for his rights? * In such a crisis, it will be * well for you to take a leave * and disappear from his sight. * Only missing you can reveal * to him the real state of his -* ^Sfi"wi11 'flnd out where you * stand, and design the pattern * of your future accordingly. * I am so sorry! Easy Crochet WUfi* ONE STRAIGHT PIECE for skirt! Little shaping needed for the bodice! Petal stitch and chain-loops -- easy crochet indeed! Thrifty -- size 4 takes just 6 balls of cotton! Pattern 637: crochet directions for children's sizes 2, 4, 6, years included. 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 PATTERN, your NAME and ADDRESS. Our gift to you--two wonderful patterns for yourself, your home -- printed in our Laura Wheeler Needlecraft Book . . Plus dozens of other new design* to order -- crochet, knitting, embroidery, iron-ons, novelties. Send 25 cents for your copy of this book NOW -- with gift patterns printed in it! years of marriage I've decided that all my husband enjoys is his radio and TV. He doesn't care to visit nor to entertain; he thinks married couples should stay home, period. He used to enjoy the theater, but we haven't been for nearly a year. I used love dancing more than anything and I miss it so much! Before we married he promised we would go dancing regularly, but now he says he thinks it's silly. My friends are gradually passing us by and I can't blame them. I feel we are shutting ourselves off from the usual social life, and I confess the prospect alarms and irritates me, when it is so easy to solve. I would compromise if he would. What do you think? ESTHER. * You have struck the chord * that can bring harmony int6 * your married life. If your hus- * band will take you to the * theater once or twice a month, * welcome your mutual friends * at home, and plan evenings of * dancing, you will be as gen- * erous and sit before TV.with- * out a whimper. * Radio and TV, to my mind, * can never take the place of * .friends. They are one-sided * entertainment, they permit of * no participation. One needs * the give-and-take of good con- * versation, the exchange of * opinions and ideas, the * thoughtfulness and kinJness * and loyalty that hold people * together throughout the years. * Your husband mixes with oth- * ers all day, but you have no * such outlet; it is you who need * social intercourse, the lift of * spirit and laughter that it sup- * plies. * Marriage is always a com- * promise of conflicting tastes, * and most of us work it out * satisfactorily. I am sure that * you can, too. Whether your problem is large or small, write to Anne Hirst about it. She has helped two generations through devious situations, and been able to comfort and guide them safely through. Address her at Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St., New Toronto, Ont. Boy's Toy Rang Wadding Bells After a Bolivian tourist had hurled a stone at the famous Mona Lisa painting in the Paris Louvre, he explained away his action by saying simply, "I Was seized wth the desire to do so." Such impulses, however startling, are not so very unusual. A middle-aged businessman, highly respected and a pillar of his church, stood somewhat follish-ly in the dock of an East Anglian court. With his umbrella he had smashed hundreds of eggs displayed outside a store. "Something came over me," he told the puzzled magistrate. "I just felt that I had to break those eggs." In yielding to this impulse he risked nothing more than a fine --and his reputation. But how can you explain the conduct of a normally steady and sensible motorist who, driving along a country road, suddenly swerved ^to the right and crashed through a thick hedge into a field. An amazed spectator asked if his steering had gone wrong. "No," he replied, dazedly. "But I had an irresistible urge to see what would happen." These people were seized with a sudden impulse, like the sailor who walked into a pub soon after stepping ashore, was at once attracted to the barmaid and almost immediately found hmself popping the magic question After a moment's hesitation she softly murmured, "Yes." Friends of both parties shook their heads, prophesied that the marriage would quickly go on the rocks. It didn't. The impetuous couple were ideally happy- A sudden kindly act was the inspiration of another happy marriage. A girl was looking round a big store when she saw a poorly dressed small boy gazing longingly at a toy. Then he pulled out a few coins, counted them, and sadly started to walk away. His wistful expression touched the girl's heart. "Let me buy it for you," she said gently. Standing near was a young man. He was deeply 'impressed. "There's a girl in a thousand," he told himself, and made an excuse to get acquainted. Not long afterwards wedding-bells rang out for the couple, brought together by a generous impulse. Now they have a little boy of their own. Cancer is the disorganized, unregulated growth of body cells. Although a great deal has been discovered about the nature of this growth, the cause is still unknown. COMMAND PERFORMANCES--Photos above, made on the eve of their visit to France, are royal "command" pictures of Great Britain's Queen Elizabeth II, and her husband, Prince Philip. The Queen wears a white satin evening gown embroidered in gold and pearls. With it, she wears the riband and star of the Order of the Garter. Her diamond-and-emerald tiara and necklace belonged-to the late Queen Mary. Prince Philip wears the uniform of a field marshal. The wings above his ribbons indicate he is a qualified pilot in the Royal Air Force. hronicles °%iingerFasm Gwtvdolitve P. CtcVtfWe Last week was "wrecking week" -- the first of several I imagine. Sometimes, in a manner of speaking, things wreck us--this time we were wrecking things. While I was in the house ruthlessly filling up boxes for a bonfire, Partner was out in the driving-shed, wrecking ry,a ""'""I old binder. Johnny came along to help him. There it was in the corner of the shed, untouched for several years, its canvasses rolled and stacked on the platform, along with the reel-arms and other parts. It was a dusty, cumbersome looking piece of machinery that no one would have said thank you for had it been offered as a gift. And yet, were it not for the introduction of modern machinery that same old binder would have given good service for a number of years. The iron on it was still good and the woodwork as sound as a bell. Machinery was built to last when we bought it over thirty years ago. And what a history is connected with that old binder. Money was hard to come by when we started farming so machinery was bought on time. It took us three years to pay for the binder. It cut good crops and poor. Sometimes the sheaves were so heavy you would wonder how it could deal with them. Or sometimes, after a bad rain and windstorm "lifters" had to be used to get the crop cut at all. One year, when spring crops were very heavy, and a ten-acre field of oats half cut, there came a terrific rain--a regular deluge. Before the field had a chanoe to dry out there was more rain. The first storm had come suddenly. All that could be done was loosen the canvasses and leave the binder in the field. It sat there all fall. It couldn't be drawn through a slough of mud, even by horses. We lost heavily on our spring crop that year--and I believe it was before the binder was entirely naid for. Of course all our implements at that time were horse-drawn. Perch and Queen were hitched to the binder for the first round, then I would take Prince to the field and Partner would carry on with the three horses while I went along the outside of the field throwing the first sheaves out of his way. Sometimes, if we could afford it, we had a hired man for a few weeks. We paid him the going wage--a dollar a day and his keep. But even so I had to help in the field and at the barn. Partner stayed out until dark (by Standard time) and then did the chores afterward. It was usually ten o'clock before he was through. The children were not old enough to do, much more than set the table, wash dishes and feed the chic- sent to town postrhaste in the horse and buggy to get a new reel-arm maybe. Partner would be stooking until I got back. I can't remember that we ever had any major breaks although we sometimes lost considerable time when the knotter refused to function or the twine would Eventually we got a tractor-- a used one of course. Adjustments were made to the binder and it continued to give faithful service. By this time Bob was able to drve the tractor While Partner rode the binder. And what a beating he and the binder took! The horses had had far more intelligence than the tractor. Instinctively they slowed up and prepared for the jolt that always followed after crossing a water-furrow. But, with a somewhat inexperienced driver, the tractor kept right on t i-ing. I was no longer needed in the field but my services were definitely required to keep the binder canvasses in order. Sometimes by hand, sometimes with the sewing machine, I struggled to get patches on those blessed canvasses, year after year--and they were always brought in for repairs on the hottest and stickiest days.' But perhaps my work paid off as in the years the binder was in use we bought only one extra canvas--and that was a used one. During World War II Johnny was with us and we got through a lot of work. About the time Bob came out of the army Partner more or less went to pieces. Help was hard to get and combines came into their own. We had our grain custom-harvested. The old binder stayed in its corner of the shed until now, a dusty derelict of the past, reminding us only of the years that have come and gone; of good fortune and misfortune that came our way--but most of it, as I look back, was good. The hard times taught us much that we would never have learnt had it been easy going all the time. And the binder . . . well it is bringing us more now as scrap iron than it would as a piece of machinery. . And what of the scrap metal? Ploughshares to swords, swords to shares, binders to battlefields --where does it all end? I wonder. The binder had a long and useful life. It would appear its final destiny will be undeservedly uncertain and inglorious. And yet, how are we to know -- it mght be just the opposite! Modern Etiquette by Roberta Lee Q. If one is eating in a restaurant where small butter pats are served in a little paper containers, is it all right to let the knife rest on the pat when not in use? A. Never. The knife, when not in use, should rest along the upper right part of the plate -- and never, of course, with the handle of the knife resting on the table. Q. When approaching a revolving door with a woman, does the man enter first so as to push the door for her, or does he allow her to enter first? A. He allows the woman to gs ahead of him. 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