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TH1 COIBORNI EXPRESS, COLBORNE, ONT. MARCH 20,1951 Use Inexpensive Fabrics to Brighten Your Kitchen BY EDNA MILES ADDING flavor to a kitchen is a lift to your morale as well as to the appearance of the room. You, as a housewife, spend more time in the kitchen than in any other room in the house. Whj% then, lavish all your attention on the living room? Dressing up the kitchen can be done on a budget, and done with a minimum of sewing. The trick is in using inexpensive fabric to make new curtains and to tie up a kitchen theme by making matching aprons. Pamper yourself as well as your kitchen! The popularity of denim is penetrating from fashion to home decoration. Or, you may use highly acceptable ginghams or chintzes, both inexpensive. Frosting on the cake comes from your own ingenuity and from the clever use of conso trim. Blue denim, for example, can be Combined with white ball fringe to make cottage curtains. Run up a matching apron in cobbler style, with three roomy pockets that are handy for storing odds and ends as you work. Pink-and-white checked gingham is the best bet for tie-back curtains. Try edging them in red-and-whitc cotton loop trim and use this same trim for ruffle valance and tie-backs. The matching apron is pretty in a petal effect, perked up by red-and-white loops. For a kitchen window without a view or one with an unsightly view, opaque green glazed chintz hides unattractive scenes and keeps the inside looking bright. These are made in cottage style, bordered with quilted chintz which also is used for the valance. Edging is fluffy yellow cotton brush trim. The apron, which repeats the motif, is worked with quilted chintz pocket and two inserts that can double as pot holders. Brush trim is repeated at pocket and hem. For an ordinary window, about three yards of fabric will make the curtains, with enough left over for an apron by piecing in three sections. TABLE TALKS ® elaneAncbews1 Match The Nicknames With The People Through the media of music, or sports, or entertainment, people in these fields have been dubbed with nicknames that fit them. See if you can match up the people with their well-known titles. 1. Mr. Hollywood .......................... a. Joe Di Maggio 2. Young Man with a Horn ................ b. Ty Cobb 3. The Mighty Sachmo..................... c. Charles E. Russell 4. The Little Professor ......................d. Bing Crosby 5. Swing and Sway with ................... e. Jesse Lasky 6. The Lip................................ f. Shep Fields 7. Der Bingle ............................... g. Ray Anthony 8. The Yankee Clipper ..................... h. Albert B. Chandler 9. Happy .........................'......... i. Frankie Laine 10. Pee Wee (in Jazz)...................... j. Leo Durocher 11. The Rippling Rhythms of ................ k. Dominic Di Maggio 12. Georgia Peach .......................... 1. Billy Eckstein 13. Mr. B...................................m. Frank Sinatra 14. The Voice.............................. n. Sammy Kaye 15. Mr. Rhythm............................ o. Louis Armstrong "Happy Fanatic" Records Bird Songs Ludwig Koch is a happy fanatic ■who cares for nothing so much as recording the songs and sounds made by various wild creatures, preferably birds. He made his first recording on a tiny wax cylinder ■when he was eight and is still recording busily at the age of seventy. The BBC for whom he has made •o many magnificent recordings, celebrated his last birthday with a special programme of the most famous and interesting of them. Lately Koch presented a new programme, "Birds of the Scillies," a collection of recordings recently made in these islands lying off the tip of Cornwall. Some of the larger Scilly Isles are inhabited, but the majority are almost all rocks and nearly always inaccessible to man though ideal for the sea birds that were Ludwig's quarry. His great ambition was to record the cries of the Manx shearwaters, those far-flying birds which-nest in burrows and ony come out of them on dark, moonless nights when the black-backed gulls cannot see them and attack them. As the shearwaters fly in from the sea to relieve their mates who have been sitting on -their single eggs in their burrows for twenty-lour hours and often longer, they make a noise unlike anything else. Their mates fly up to meet them and their voices mingle in cries which combine the coo of the dove with the hoot of the owl and an unearthly shriek which is pure shearwater. To stand on a pitch-black island at midnight with these screaming birds swooping all around is an unforgettable experience and it was this noise above all others that Koch longed to re-After great difficulty he and his helpers landed on the little island of Annet and over rocky treacher-our ground laid out five hundred yards of cable from the recording machine. He was worried by the very heavy dew that collected on his gear and by ten p.m. heard crackling so heavy and persistent that it was useless to try to make recordings. The second attempt was made on a dull, dark night when the shearwater cacophony was at its height and there was not too much dew, but by some hideous mischance the disks had been left on the main island and did not get to Annet until it was too late. On his third visit there was a high wind and the birds never came within range of the micro-phone. Irying his friends' patience to the uttermost, he persuaded them to help him to land once more on Annet. He chose a darkly perfect night but the dew was devastating and by eleven p.m. disks, turntable and microphone were soaked with dew and fog and the gear had to be wiped dry every five minutes. Suddenly at twelve-forty a.m. the shearwaters rose and began their weird wailing. The heavy dew was making recording impossible and Koch worked frantically with a handkerchief to dry out the gear and make the table turn. At last, at one-fifteen, he heard through his headphones that the disks were clearly recording the fantastic nocturnal It was a sound which few people have heard and no one else has ever recorded, and he concluded his programme in triumph by playing his uniqu e shearwater symphony for listeners. QUIZ ANSWERS 1--e; 2--g; 3--o; 4--k; 5--n; I--j; 7--d; 8--a; 9--h; 10--c; tl--f; 12--b; 13--1; 14--m; 15--i. This is probably the hardest time of the year for a housewife who likes to have variety in the foods she serves, and especially so in homes where the Lenten season makes the choice even more restricted. But whether or not yours is one of the latter kind of homes, I think you'll find these recipes for "hot cheese" dishes will be a real help. Here's hoping, anyway. INDIVIDUAL CHEESE AND MEAT PIES Pastry for eight 3W pies % cup finely chopped onion % cup chopped green pepper 2 tbsps. butter 1 lb. chuck beef, ground 1 tsp. salt, ZA tsp. pepper VA cups condensed tomato soup 3 cups cooked fine noodles y2 lbs. process cheese foods, grated Line eight 3}i" P>e pans with pastry. Cook onion and pepper in butter until tender and lightly browned. Add ground meat, salt and pepper and mix well. Stir in tomato soup and noodles; blend well. Add cheese, saving Yt cup for top of pies. Fill pastry-lined pie pans with cheese-meat mixture. Sprinkle 1 tbsp. cheese on top of each pie. Bake in oven of 350" F. 45 min. Serve hot in pan. SAVORY DAIRY LOAF 2 No. 2 cans red kidney beans 4 tbsps. onion, finely chopped 3 tbsps. green pepper, chopped 1 tbsp. butter 1 cup creamed cottage cheese 1% cups dry bread crumbs 2 eggs H cup evaporated milk Yt, tsp. poultry seasoning V/a tsps. salt, XA tsp. pepper 2 tsps. Worcestershire sauce Put drained beans through food chopper. Cook onion and pepper in butter until tender. Blend beans, onion and pepper, cheese and bread crumbs. Mix well. Add eggs, one at a time, beating until well blended. Stir in remaining ingredients and mix well. Turn into 6 greased muffin cups. Bake at 350° F. 45 min. Unmold on serving" plate. Serve with hot mushroom cream MACARONI AND CHEESE WITH OLIVES 1 8-oz. package macaroni Yi lb. Canadian pasteurized process cheese, shredded Yi cup stuffed olives, sliced *A tsp. salt Dash pepper *A tsp. dry mustard y% tsp. Worcestershire sauce 1 cup milk Buttered soft bread crumbs Break macaroni into 1" pieces and cook according to label on package. Drain well. Place alternate layers of macaroni and the cheese in individual casseroles. Add the olives, salt, pepper, mustard and Worcestershire sauce to milk and pour over macaroni. Top with buttered crumbs. Bake in oven of 350° F. for 40 min. Serves 6. PEPPER SURPRISES 2 large green peppers 2 cups cooked narrow egg noodles 3 tbsp. margarine, melted Ya tsp. salt Y% lb. pasteurized process Canadian cheese 4 peeled, thick tomato slices Soft bread crumbs Cut the peppers in half lengthwise, remove seeds, boil rapidly for 6 min. in a quart of water. Remove carefully, drain and place in a shallow baking dish. Combine the cooked noodles, margarine, salt and cheese; toss lightly until cheese is melted, then fill the pepper shells with this mixture. Place a tomato slice on top of each and cover with crumbs. Bake in an oven of 375° F. 15 min. or until the crumbs are lightly browned and the tomato halves are tender. Serves 4. TUNA SALAD SANDWICHES 2 6%-oz. cans tuna 2 tbsp. horseradish 1 tsp. lemon juice Yn cup mayonnaise Salt, pepper Bread, crusts trimmed Melted butter or margarine Sliced pasteurized process Canadian cheese Flake the tuna and mix it with the horseradish, 1 e m o,n juice mayonnaise and seasonings to taste. Spread generously between slices of bread, spread the outsides of each sandwich with melted butter. Toast sandwiches on both sides until brown. Just before they are ready to serve place a slice of cheese on each sandwich. Return to the broiler to melt the cheese. Serve immediately. CHEESE SAUCE % tsp. instant coffee 2 tbsps. flour Y* tsp. salt, dash of pepper Yi tsp. dry mustard 2 tbsps. butter 1 cup milk Yt, lb. process cheese food, diced Melt butter in top of double boiler. Mix first 5 ingredients and blend into melted butter after it has been removed from heat. Gradually add milk, stirring constantly until thickened. Add cheese and stir until cheese melts. Serve over tomato ham cups. Place slice of ham in muffin cups; into ham place a scooped-out tomato shell with whole egg broken into tomato. Cover with bread erumbs, season and bake at 375° F. 25 min. Serve on toast with cheese sauce over top. BAKED OMELET Yi lb. sharp pasteurized process cheese Yi cup evaporated milk, undiluted Yt, tsp. salt Dash of pepper 6 eggs, separated Melt the cheese in top of a double boiler. Add milk gradually, stirring constantly until the sauce is smooth. Add seasonings. Remove from heat. Beat the egg yolks and slowly add cheese sauce. Fold mixture into the stiffly beaten egg whites. Pour into a well-greased 9" skillet or shallow oven-proof casserole. Bake in oven of 325° F. 25 to 30 min. Cut into wedge-shaped pieces and serve immediately. Makes 6 servings. Time In The Bank March this year arrived one day later than usual. For this we can thank that happy institution known as Leap Year. The effect may be to raise by a slight percentage the month's mean temperature, at the same time postponing by one day the calendar's announcement of spring. Whatever the nature of March in any given year, we can live through it in peace of mind, if not always in comfort of body. If March is genial, that is a dividend we receive without asking questions. If March is snowy, that is all right, too. We will be rewarded later for our patience, and in March, with the break of the year so close at hand, it is easy to be patient. Winter has grown old and shabby. We have some pity for In March we have time in the bank--golden time, not buried in some frowning Fort Knox but ready to draw upon when occasion arrives. In March we can still gloat over the unspent days of April, May and June, we can still count over one by one the languid hours of July and August. These are ahead of us in a land of puie delights not yet traversed. We can still cherish illusions about this treasure trove in its unpenetrated hiding place. It may be better to sit by our fireplaces on a somewhat chilly March eyening and dream of spring and summer that it is actually to spend those seasons when they arrive. For in the dream there are no disencharft-ments. There are no days when the heat wears down our energies. There are no mosquitos. There are no traffic blocks on blistering highways. There are no disappointments whatever. In March we still have time in the bank. Like so many Silas Marners, like so many pirates on some stormy shore, we count our golden treasure over without spending it.--From The New York Reading Aloud Reading aloud has come back into fashion, though done with a difference. First it was Charles Laughton, Charles Boyer, Cedric Hardwicke, and Agnes Moorhead holding Broadway enthralled by their pellucid reading of Shaw's "Don Juan in Hell"--the wit and passion of ideas flashing before the mind's eye without encumbrance of stagecraft and_ scenery, as dramatic a play of sheer argument as anything since Plato's dialogues. More recently it has been Emly,n Williams re-creating Charles Dickens' triumphal American readings of a century ago--and re-creating, with the magic of the spoken word, the gloriously rough-and-tumble, haunted and gaudy, childlike and merry world of Dickens' novels. How wonderful to see whole troops of characters come pouring out of the void into exuberant life -- all through one man's words and another man's inflections! To a generation brought up on movies in technicolor and television in the living room we hope an echo from the readings on Broadway may penetrate. For they remind us again that the words treasured up in books and shared among friends may open for us what eye has never beheld--"infinite riches in a little room." One half of the world wonders why the other half lives. Majestic Ararat In the imagination of the ei»fil» ents,, Ararat seemed a wonder, till work of a supernatural power; the colossus became sacred, the abode of genii known as "Dragon'e Sons." Its snowy summit was associated with the dim memories of forgotten ages, with stories enhanced by tradition, and Ararat, the work of divine hands, stood kt contrast to that other fabulou* tower which mortals had sought in vain to build to heaven. Sucli power and grandeur, such commanding poetry, emanate from the volcano's majesty, that simple minds have ever been struck with overwhelming awe and admiration in the presence of this natural wonder . . . When towards the east the sky is aglow with the fires that herald the dawn, while all Armenia is stilt slumbering deep in darkness, % blood-colored patch appears in the cloud, bright as the steel aglow on the blacksmith's anvil. Slowly this patch spreads, lengthens, and takes the form of the sharp-pointed heal of a giant arrow, directed threateningly to heaven. This is the snowy peak of Great Ararat, made crimson by the first rays of the sun, while the orb itself, still hidden to mortals, announces its coming by the gleams it sheds in the cloud beyond the Black Moun- * To the left of the Giant rises another peak, lower but just as sharp in outline, and also bathed in blood, namely, the Lesser Ararat. It likewise is touched by the first glows of daylight, and this vision, evocative of the time when the two craters together belched forth flames and lava, soon disappears. Then, towards the west, there comes soon into view the summit of another extinct volcano, the brother of the two Ararats, the Alagheuz (or Blue-Eye) whose eternal snow appears pink in the now azured sky and stands out against the dark huddle of the mountains of Western Armenia. Gradually, hundreds of peaks come out of the darkness, announcing to every valley the coming of Day, while shadow and morning mist still surround the whole Araxet plain ... In the distance are heard the church bells ringing the An-gelus, the bleating of herds leaving the villages, the singing of shepherds, the barking of dogs: Armenia is awaking to return to its daily labors in its fertile fields. Now the sun pours its joyous smile on the workers who have been up before dawn, dispels the shades of the mist, tinges wih blue the light smoke hovering over th* villages; and sends forth its waves of warmth. Women clad in blue or red, carrying a jar on head or shoulder, come out chattering from thier houses of yellow clay, while the men, wearing heavy sheepskin caps like the Tartars, come and go, take the horses to water, and lead the oxen to the plow. Heedless of Nature's awakening, they sing, chant love-songs or old legends preserved by the minstrels, and do not even look at the Giant majestically standing beyond the plain, an object of admiration for the traveler, but of no concern t«t the countryman who has seen it since he was born. Ararat whose summit stands in the clouds like an immense regular cone, is over 13,000 feet higher than the waters of the Araxes.--• From "History of the Armenian People," by Jacques de Morgan. FALLING LEAVES The gentleman at the art museum stood spellbound staring at a huge oil painting of a shapely girl, dressed only in a few leaves at strategic points. The picture was entitled, "Spring". Suddenly, his wife's voice interrupted his reveries as she snapped: "Well, what are you waiting for? Autumn." Sorry, No Kitchen Sink--Nita Nelson cautiously inspects what appears to be the instrument panel of a jet plane, but what is actually the dashboard of Joseph Bailon's custom-built automobile. Bailon included both air speed and ground speed indicators, a record player and a snack bar when be constructed his gadget ear which was displayed at the third annual National Roaster show.