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THE COLBORNE EXPRESS, COlBORNE, ONT. OCT. 3, 1957 j ANN£ HIRST I "Dear Anne Hirst: I had heard he ugly stories about mothers-n-law, but being orphaned :arly 1 discounted them all. 1 dways pictured having a home ind people around that belonged o me. . . . My husband and I net and married while he was n service, and when he wa.-lischarged we moved back here :o stay with his mother till we :ound a" place to live. I was jregnant, and thought it would ds grand to have our baby born n her house. "I couldn't have been more ,vrong! She has turned out to se a real matriarch. I do know now to cook and keep house, but she insists I do everything her way and if I make one little mistake she says, 'Too bad you had no home to learn in. I ;an't understand why my boy married you!' "It is so humiliating I don't know how long I can stand it. She makes me feel like such a fool! My dreams have turned out to be nightmares, and I am so confused and hurt I can't be myself and I spend too much time in my bedroom crying. What can I do? "In other ways she is really nice, and she is crazy about the baby. . . . DESPERATE" * I do understand your disil- * lusion, but if you could know * what many other daughters- * in-law go through you would * consider yourself almost Easy, Easy Sew PRINTED PATTERN ZgcU One. Ifand 35" Our new PRINTED Pattern-- hrifty, easy-sew! Just ONE /ard 35-inch fabric is all you aeed for each of these pretty serving aprons. Make them for /ourself, bazaar best-sellers! Printed Pattern 4859 includes three styles: Misses' Medium size only. Each apron: 1 yard 35-inch. Jiffy-cut in one piece! Printed directions on each pattern part. Easier, accurate. Send FORTY CENTS (40*) ((stamps cannot be accepted, use postal note for safety) for this pattern. Please print plainly SIZE, NAME, ADDRESS, STYLE NUMBER. Send order to ANNE ADAMS, Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St., New Toronto, Ont. * lucky. Your woeful story '-holds two bright spots -- your * mother-in-law loves the baby, * and you won't have to spend * the rest of your life with her. Think of these, take a new * grip on your courage and try * to understand this older wo- * man who demands so much. * She has kept house for a gen- * eration, her ways are her own, * and she is not going to change. * You may not do the work the * way she does (and this she * thinks is stupid) but if you * will forget you're a bright * youngster and humble your * pride in a Yes-ma'm spirit, * you will make your life more * pleasant. * Her autocratic attitude * makes you most unhappy, but * you must believe she does not * mean to hurt your feelings. * She thinks she is teaching you * the things you ought to know; * so accept her corrections, * quietly and politely, and let * her see you are doing 'your * best to please her. * For your husband's sake, I * know you will try; he must * see you are not happy, and * that probably distresses him. * Remember that so long as you * have his affection, this darling * baby, and the prospect of a * home of your own, you can * take a deep breath and relax. * Instead of resenting her dom- * ination, win her good will by * seeming grateful for her guid- * ance. Practice humility( and * your common sense) and by * the time you leave she and * you will be good friends. A LOSING GAME "Dear Anne Hirst: I met a boy nearly a year ago who was going into service, and though we had only the one date I simply ci.nnot get him off my mind. When he was home on leave he didn't even call me, and though I've written him several times he never answers! "I am really desperate. I know as he did Can you help me win him? I am nearly 16. BETTINA" * I know it is hard to believe that one's love for a boy is * hopeless; one cannot accept * going on without him, for he * has become our dream of hap- * piness. Yet sooner or later this * happens to nearly every girl. * Finally, we have to admit * that he is just not interested * in us, and suddenly we realize * that if we keep on pursuing * him he will only think us * cheap, and laugh behind our * back. * Be a good losei. * You will stop mourning him * if you date the boys at home, * and I expect you have turned * down several who have asked * to take you out. Don't refuse again. You won't believe it * today, but if you start dating * them and seem to enjoy it, the day will come when that will * be true -- and then you will * wonder why you spent so * many empty evenings wish- * ing for a lad who doesn't * know you're alive. If you suffer in-law troubles, remember that common sense, humility and courtesy combine to overcome them. Anne Hirst can help, and her sympathy and guidance are yours for the asking. Write her at Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St., New Toronto, Ont. Having the knob of a chest of drawers pull loose in one's hand is a great annoyance. Probably the screw has worn a hole too large to grip the wood. An easy remedy is to fill the hole with plastic wood, let it harden for a few hours, then screw the knob in place. Plastic wood handles like putty and hardens into pipe NOTHING SACRED--Seems even the ... isn't limited to men any more. These ladies joined the puffing at the World Champion Pipe Smoking Contest at Lake Placid. However, a man--Harold R. Soden--won the contest by keeping his pipe going 70 minutes and 15 seconds. NOT FOR SALE-Mrs. William Hamilton proudly points to the quilt it took her 23 years to make. On exhibit at the Wyoming State Fair, the quilt contains 13,500 pieces in 27 different colours and depicts a garden scene. Mrs. Hamilton has insured the cotton quilt for $1,000 but wouldn't take $5,000 for it. "It's not for sale. I'm going to hand it down to posterity," she says. hronicles °^jingerFarm GwtAdoltrve P. Ctcvrke 'Surprise! We have mushrooms growing on our front lawn! The first lot we regarded with grave suspicion--were they or were they not. true mushrooms? We looked them over very carefully, remembering all we knew or had read about mushrooms versus toad-stools. We decided these were the edible variety I picked them, cooked them, and dished them up for supper with fried bacon. Partner looked at his plate and at the first, mouthful exclaimed -- "Well, here goes -- but I'm glad there's a doctor on the street!" Since then we have had several batches. Now. we are giving them away--to the doctor's wife, no less. She seems to know her mushrooms. It seems funny, so far as wc are aware, ours is the only lot that has spawned mushrooms. And at the farm we had them on our front lawn too. Anyway, we are still alive to tell the tale. However, it isn't a risk I would suggest anyone taking without first hand knowledge of the difference between toadstools and mushrooms -- and certainly I wouldn't be the one to advise you on which is what. Well, it looks as if the daily round is following its usual pattern. From most kitchens comes the smell of pickles, preserves, jams and jellies. And in the orchards apples, pear and plums hang ripe for the picking. Rosy red apples make a pretty picture as they hang from the bending boughs; crabapples looking like colourful miniatures of Snows and Wealthies, every few crabs a potential jar of jelly to serve with a succulent roast of beef. Come to think of it, if "an apple a day keeps the doctor away" there should be enough apples around to put all the doctors out of business. But alas, sometimes that theory works in reverse. Apples must be picked and every year there are a few broken bones as a result. A rotten branch gives way; a ladder is carelessly placed or someone loses his or her balance . . . and so a doctor is called instead of being kept away. Be careful, folks, better be safe than sorry. My, where has the summer gone to? Here we are, into fall already . . . evenings closing in, dawn coming later and later, Exhibition over, children back to school, fall fairs in the Offing, gardens getting somewhat ragged and goldenrod blooming everywhere. And how it's blooming! Unworked farm fields, optioned acres and vacant lots, all are a golden glow with this pretty but troublesome weed. One would never imagine a weed inspector existed anywhere in the province. And yet we know there are such inspectors --I believe there is one appointed for almost every rural municipality. He keeps a watchful eye on farmers' fields. If any field has an overabundance of wild carrot, chicory or any other noxious weed, the inspector has the authority to order that field to be cut. If the farmer fails to comply then he is in for a lot of trouble and expense It is argued the rules and regulations governing weed control are to his interest. Well and good. But how can cutting his field bene- fit a farmer if the land next to him has been sold to a real estate speculator and allowed to become over-run with more weeds than you'd find on an average farm in twenty years? It just doesn't make sense. If weeds are allowed to go unchecked on vacant land then municipalities might just as well dispense with weed inspectors altogether and save the taxpayers that much money. An alternative is to make weed control compulsory--for speculators as well as legitimate farmers. Undoubtedly that would be the better way--and would certainly be hailed with joy by the unhappy victims of hay Well, we had all the family here last night. At such times we are glad we didn't settle for a small house -- when all the grandchildren are here the house we have isn't a bit too big. They like plenty of room to roam around. Eddie looked as if he had been through the wars. Plaster on his chin, a scratched cheek and a bruised and swollen eye -- from three separate accidents, all of a minor nature. Ross was displaying his first tooth but was far too sleepy to care. Dave was feeling very grown-up -- on the eve of his first day at nursery school. Yes, we were altogether in our new home but in thought we were back at Ginger Farm. Bob had brought along some excellent film to run off on his projector. The farm scenes brought on a feeling of nostalgia --children and dogs playing around together. Tippy -- dear, faithful Tippy in one picture; Rusty and Robbie in another. Pictures of the house and farm buildings and the back lane with its snake-rail fence. We followed the pictures closely -- remembering, just remembering -- and realizing as never before what we had given up, knowing that hard cash can never compensate for what has been irretrievably lost. However we have our memories -- many, many happy memories. With them we must now be content. Asian Flu Shots Gamble for Drug Firms By JERRY BENNETT NEA Staff Correspondent - Washington - Drug industry executives hope to know by-next spring whether or not they should have paid more attention to their sales experts before taking a multi-million dolla ble the Flu Already the six vaccine making firms have bet an estimated 20 to 30 million dollars in their drive to have 85 million shots ready by Jan. 1. They . made this expensive wager against the opinion of their marketing research staffs who predicted the new vaccine would never sell,., a drug industry spokesman reveals. These experts based their opinion on sales records which showed flu vaccine was not a popular item on the drug market. At that time little was widely known about the strong chances of Asiatic Flu completely sweeping the country. The spokesman says that the command decision to risk millions of dollars is the hardest task the industry has faced so far in the round-the-clock vaccine mass production program. Public Health Service warnings that an epidemic was al-' most a certainty were largely responsible for the great financial decision. The menace to health coupled with PHS beliefs that Asiatic Flu would receive enough publicity to make people want the vaccine set the production wheels in motion, the drug company official explains. He says returns from wholesalers show large quantities of the vaccine are being bought at present. He explains, though; that this is no guarantee that the. firms will make a profit. Any unused doses can be returned for credit Manufacturers could be forced to take back large shipments of the medicine if the epidemic doesn't strike or doesn't cover as much of the country as is expected. . One expert observer definitely believes the drug companies will go in the red on the vaccine production program. The industry spokesman says: "Chances are that people will be sufficiently interested in protecting themselves so that the drug manufacturers will make .money in the long run." But he adds that it is still a toss-up whether the final tabulation will show a profit or loss. Scientists, technicians and office managers have had to leave financial worries to the top executives. Since the all-out production drive started early this summer, they've been too busy to be bothered with money matters. In less than two months they have turned out more than three million doses for distribution. They have increased production to the extent that they now expect to top their old Feb. 1 goal of 60 million shots by 25 million more. And they think they can make this extra supply a month early. ' Until the crash program rolled into operation, the manufacturers had only been geared to produce about two million shots a year of the old-type flu vaccine. To meet the new Asian vaccine quota, more workers had to be hired or switched from other duties to vaccine It is estimated that the number of people involved in Asian vaccine production numbers in the thousands. In addition, companies had to carry on extensive remodeling programs to provide more space for the mushrooming operation. And production of antibiotics had to be stepped up to provide sufficient protection against pneumonia which easily strikes flu victims. Make Your Own Many a room has been transformed with new slip covers. You can. do it, too, by following our illustrated directions. Instructions 560: Step-by-step directions for slip covers fox varied chairs, sofa. It's thrifts and so satisfactory! 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THE BEARDED PRINCE - Swiss Foreign Minister Max Petitpierre, left, chats with Prince Rainier and Princess Grace of Monaco during their visit to the Federal Mansion in Berne, Switzerland. The Prince, vacationing with his Princess at Gstaadt, Switzerland, took advantage of the time away from official duties to grow a magnificent beard.