ARR El a eer? er Zr Rr 4 Fie ae AA ESE nd 7 be No, = prt, & = ol" WH ry J Netr BL Jord a wip ; nD - v At PP EE E EE EE EE EE Tre ~ ¢ "It might have been" are * sad words to live with, and * sometimes only the end of a + romance brings them Rome A . Trova EF ays with love, * and only when the young man ® vanishes does she know what ® a treasure she has lost. Such a * despondent girl today finally * admits that she laughed at a 3 Jove that was worth cherlsh- * ing. "We argued so much in,the year we dated," she writes, "that sometimes he wouldn't call me for a, week. But whether I was wrong or right, he always came back . .. Now a month has pass- ¢d since I last saw him, and not word! I let him think I didn't ve him, but oh, Anne Hirst, now I know how much I do. "He talked repeatedly of mar- yiage, for even though I was so hard to get along with, he wanted we. He was so in love that I thought I could say what I pleas- ~¢d, and today I realize how he must have missed the under- standing I never gave him. "I d6 want him back; I feel that life stretches empty and bleak without him, He had few faults, but he was always affec- -tlonate and forgiving. Shall I wallow my pride 'and call him? | never did that before." How many heartaches would * be avoided, how many ro- mances stil] be flourishing, if the one at fault had only sald, "I'm sorry." One soft word from this. girl and the boy's anger would have vanished. But no. Hugging a false pride, she was too vain to be fair and this time she is not getting away with fit. pride has no place. oy In any fine friendship it is wise now and then to evaluate love, to ask one's self, "What would I do-without him?" If tion, she would not be alone today and one nice young man would not be disillusioned. - TO "SORRY NOW": Don't cheapen your apology by a telephone call. Write the lad a warm and loving. letter, Tell him how ashamed you are to have treated' his indulgent love so casually; say that you appreciate now all he means # to you and if he will be gen. EET POTATO .-- Mary Ann vhns, 20, has been chosen Po- o Queen of Potato City, Pa. only now does she admit that - What price humility? When two people love each other, this girl had voiced that ques- - EFF BFR REET REEREF ERIE T REE DOOE TERS ee 1 *¢_erous, you will prove it beyond * doubt, hs * I< expect he will come * straight to you. If he is #00 * hurt to act quickly, at. least ag Tu will have shown a humil- * {ty he does not helleve you ® capable of feeling, and we * both can hope: that later on he * will relent, * LJ * LOVE AT FIFTEEN? "Dear Anne Hirst: You will say I'm too ig to know what love is, but I'll be 16 next spring and I am sure what I feel is IT. The boy is a junior in our high school, and we're supposed to be going steady; but this week two friends told me he has been seeing another girl What shall I do? : "He vows he loves me and that there isn't anyone else. I 0 love him, so dearly I can't d "words to express it. I am terribly afrald I'll lose him. BETTY" * So-called friends have been * known to try to break up a couple through sheer envy; with few dates of their own, they cannot bear. to see an- other girl Ji a nice young a man to beau her around. Oc- casionally, though, such re- ports prove true. Why don't e admits it, say you intend seeing other boys from now on and shan't be. dating him so regularly. It he denies it, this Is a good opportunity to slow down a bit and encourage other available males. PT At your age, this is much wiser, As we grow up, love assumes new Interpretations and richer qualities, so that even you (as much in love as you may be) cannot predict how long you will care so deep- ly {for your present friend. Our tastes and demands change so rapidly in the teens that even a year from now this boy may bore you, and you will wonder why you- worried so about him. Going with others will ma- ture you in more ways than one, You will have lots more man no harm to see how popu- lar you are. * LJ * * Why do so thany of us quail before the prospect of apologiz- ing? We all have faults, and vain pride is a common one. If you have wronged a friend, ask Anne Hirst how to straighten things out. Address her at Box 1, id Eighteenth St., New Toronto, nt. Young Capitalist A front page story in Bell News, house organ of the Bell Telephone Company of Canada, tells of Normand du Berger of Montreal, a handsome five-year- old boy, who is one of the own- ers of the company. Narmand has been investing his baby bonus cheques in Bell stock since he was nine months old and . now is the owner of five shares. Normand is to be congratulat- ed on his financial acumen, al- though - advocates of the baby bonus would be unlikely to maintain that his investment programme is in accordance with the basic idea of the monthly handout. If he continues invest- ing in Bell stock during the years he is eligible for the bonus, and if the company is still paying dividends "at the current rate, he will find, when he becomes a direct taxpayer, that his Bell dividends will then pay a sub- stantial fraction of his contribu- tion towards baby bonuses and old-age pengians for other peo- ple. From 'IThe Printed Word." DON'T BE SO "STUFFY" "Or 30 heavy on my feet." That's the word that Micheal Angelo Grandell, four months old, has for his 'huge pla y as he arrives in New York aboard the 5S Indepen- dence. Mike and his family are en route to Fort Knox, Kentucky, #om Sahburg, Germany, were daddy was stationed for three years ou ask the lad himself? If. * getters and fun, and it will do this young - _ one department!-- -<Printed Word." Cauiti: i . MARGARET GROWS UP -- Pictures above show the before and during of Margaret O'Brien's first kiss in an adult movie, RKO's "Glory." Back in Hollywood after a five-year absence, she's been transformed from the child star who charmed millions" to a mature mavie queen. Kissing her is her leading man .in the movie, John Lupton. Fema Govt. "Needs" Printers and publishers who wonder why the. Queen's Printer - in Ottawa has to tie up so much of the printing craft help at high rates, making it hard to hire and hold compositors, type-- other might take a look at some of the governments "needs". The gn- nual report of the office service division of the Department of Transport for the year ended March 31, 1953, for example, on the subject of printed forms in use, ruins a perfectly good note - of cheer (29 forms were cancel- led) by saying that 202 new forms were instituted. '"Leav- ing in use" it adds casaully, 3,652 forms. For one division of From the Queen of Britain's Lonliest Isle They call her the Queen of Gugh . . . the fishermen and seafarers who sometimes meet smiling Gwendoline Bond, the woman who-lives 'alone on Bri- tain's loneliest island. More than twenty years ago Gwen came to Gugh as a young girl and fell in love with this tiny outpost of the Scillies. Now she tends her 100° chickens, grows flowers to sell on the mainland and never wants to return to roaring civilization. The sea pounds the shores of Gugh Island with a terrifying noise, but Gwen finds it peace- ful. Myxomatosis has not reached the rabbits of Gugh. She shoots them for the pot to keep down their numbers, but finds them good company. For amusement Gwen has her 'battery radio, her books and a woodworking bench. -+These Robinson Cruso types have been increasingly in the news of late. Only the other day a New Zealand rescue 'plane took. off from Rarotonga, in the Cook Islands, to drop food: and supplies to a yaehtsman cast- away stranded among the coco- nut palms of little. Palmerston Island. - = , Victor Clark set out from Eng- land two years ago to sail his nine-ton ketch round the world. Longing. for the adventure, .he was in his mid-forties and he told his friends: "If I don't do it now, I never shall." All went well for a year. Then his twenty-five-year-old -ship, the Solace, was wrecked in a storm on the reefs of Palmer- ston. For four months Clark and his bosun lived happily on wild craftsmen, - bananas, fish and their remain- , ing provisions until their Man Friday, a native from another island, was able to get a mes- sage to Rarotonga. But their ordeal was tough compared with the luxurious life that another Pacific Ocean "Crusoe" found on the unin- habited isle of Palmyra. During the war the Americans used this as a military base, and when hostilities ceased it was cheaper to leave their equipment be-: hind than 'move it away. So twenty-four-year-old Ni- kita Astafieff found tons of tin- Yied food, including chicken and fruit salad, and there were . were stacks of dehydrated vege- - / / plenty of tin openers. There tables, sackfuls of tobacco -- and he, even found 'gramophones and , records to give him entertain- ment. He lived in a luxuriously fur- nished bungalow and slept be- tween linen sheets. The laundry was a problem--until - Nikita found a dump of modern wash- ing machines. All he had to do was plug one into a diesel power plant. To help explore "his paradise there were hundreds of jeeps and other vehicles with - free : petrol for the taking. He found that with a little repair work: he could even switch on all the island lights and drive happily at night along the illuminated roads. ? But maybe Nikita found his one-man life lonely. After four-. teen months he radioed for a rescue ship--and stepped ashore happily at Wellington, New Zea- land." Sew-Thrifty po ii 4566 14Y4224% by-Hhmne Ahk ams HALF-SIZERS! Sinch to sew, jiffy to iron this cool summer dress -- make it right away; It has the scallop touches you love -- the simooth, slimming lines that do such wonders for shorter, fuller figures! Proportioned to fit perfectly -- no alteration wor- ries! Pattern 4566: Half Sizes 14%, 16%%,-18%, 20%, 22%, 2414. Size Jo takes 4 yards 35-inch fab- ric. : 4! This pattern easy to use, sim- - plé to sew, is tested for fit. Has complete illustrated instructions. Send IRTY-FIVE CENTS (35¢) in coins (stamps cannot be accepted) for this pattern, Print plainly SIZE, NAME, ADDRESS and STYLE NUMBER. Send order to Box 1, 123 Eigh- teenth St, New Toronto, Ont / ©10,000 ft. 'were all Bicycle Touring In South America On 'a fine brisk morning at in Quito, Ecuador, with 20 or 30 Indian boys fol- lowing me, I pushed my loaded, eight-speed bike to the top of the hill, The number of laugh- ing boys thinned out as the hill became steeper and they had to get ready for school, Each as he left waved "and 'called, "May 'your trip be well," in Spanish. acquainted, We had become playing football during my few days stay in beautiful Quito. This trip, halt-walking up the steep grades and half-riding down the slippery rocky 'un- paved road wore out many pairs of brakes, shoe soles, and tires, in order to break the downhill speed and edging along the cliff some 2,000 or 3,000 ft. below. About 400 miles from Quito was the town of Loja, some 150 miles from the Peruvian border, my - destination, Once south of Loja, there is only one vehicle a day over the steadily depre- ciating road. This day there were two. My stay in Loja iwas some- thing to remember, A very fine family had invited me to stay the night. Their enthusiasm in the meals they prepared and the friendliness. they radiated, - The next morning it was nec- essary to cash a check and buy some provisions for the day's journey, Up the street from the bank, I found a crowd of people -gazing at the bike. It doesn't take long for word to get around in these towns. After answering questions of curiosity, I. was off for the market place. That was when I felt like the Pied Piper of Hamelin, as mofe than 500 people followed me down the 'middle of the street, stopping all traffic of ox carts and wheel- barrows. ; The next town was Toma, and then Cariamanga., I saw few people for two days but I had the companionship and "protec- - tion" of a stray pooch, half- coyote and half-mutt, writes Hamilton F. Ferline in Christian Science Monitor." Often 'at about stopping time in the evening, I would find an Indian shelter, very clean, up on, the mountain sefved as a good spot to spend the night while my little friend kept off all of the ranging cows, horses; goats, and fireflies. This - hut substituted for a hostel, The next leg of the trip was to prove that bicycles can' go more places than any other vehi- cle, though not always on two wheels, From Cariamanga there are 80 miles of pilot's road. Hop- ing to avoid a route nearly five times the distance, I chose this one. After saylng good-bye to my new friends in Cariamanga, I was on my way. It turned out to be perfect cycling -- down hill, smooth surface, etc. Then around the bend, 500 yards from the day's start, lay a moun- tain-like obstruction 'across the road, witha little stream com- ing down its side, making just enough mud to make it a worth- while event. Struggling across the water with a loaded bike on my shoulders, trying to keep from starting another landslide, I proceeded. The rest of the day -was much in this same style, The sun was bright, the air crisp. ; "y The first day was, in addition, all up-hill and found me at the top at an Indian Village. There . I was given a welcome recep- tion, With a fine meal and a bed all for '40¢ there was no finan- cial-problems, Added to this was "the fiesta music, local color, and barking dogs. .. The second and third days down-hill traveling mostly in the rain, which pro- vided for all sorts of amuse- ment. In addition to landslides and washouts, the areas in be- tween were filled with stretches of deep mud and slippery rocks, and the ever-present cows with big blank expressions on their faces as though trying to figure out what kind of an' animal had «_a head between two wheels sup-' 'ported by two mud-covered legs. An occasional group of sol- diers patrolling the so-called road passed by now and then. Frequent Indian villages sup- plied me with food called "pan- ella" which comes in brick form and is made from honey and. sugar, It's the best substi- tute for meals I've ever run across, With this, bread -and wa- ter, the food problem was solv- ed for four days. : Upon reaching a stopping point each night, it was neces- sary to fdké all of my equip- ment off the bike, then com- pletely immerse the bike in a river for. cleaning, If the mud had been left on overnight to dry out, it would have been im- possible to move the wheels the next morning. The fourth day found us (the bike, mud cakes, and I) at Ma- _cara on the border -- a welcome sight. To give you an idea of the hospitality I found in Ecuador, I was Immediately invited to dinner by a young dentist, who gave me a fine send-off the next day, "The - side, which . Although I have been back in Canada for nearly three weeks I find there are many questions to which people would like. the answers. So I am referring' to my notes taken along the way for that information. - - i First comes the question . . . "how ahout flying . . . wete you nervous?" ; Well, as a rapid means of transit flying is excellent. On a long distance tourist flight it is also tiring. The seats are com- fortable and adjustable but sitting up for 'approximately eighteen hours ,with nothing to look at except a floor of billowy white clouds naturally becomes a little wearisome. This should be expected. Everything is done to make the flight as little tiring - as possible; the meals and serv- ice couldn't be better, "Nervous?" you ask. Not in the least. I be- lieve most people, once they set foot on a plane are possessed with a sense of. security. And why not? I. haven't gone into statistics but I would imagine the proportion of air accidents is far less than those on the road. Naturally hitting an air- pocket once in awhile gives you a bit of a jolt and some people experience a feeling of ear dis- comfort 'when coming in for a landing. Then, too, a lot depends on the weather. If the weather is rough the going is liable to be a bit choppy. . One thing I 'would like to mention . . our flight from "Montreal to Prestwick was -- at least to me -- quite a unique experience. We practically es- caped the night! We took to the air at Val Dor just about sun- set. Sunset was followed by dim light until we touched down at Gandar. From Gander the sky gradually took on a pinkish 'glow which, 'after several hours, was succeeded by the actual sunrise, No real darkness at all. Coming back the trip from London_to Montreal was very different. A clear," still night but "quite dark. I thought the night would never .end. One of the navigators told me it was because the plane back _ had followed a different route -- from London to Shannon Air- port and thence fo Gander and Montreal. It is only on the . - northern route travellers escape 'the hours of darkness. The next question generally - concerns differences between England and Canada." Commer- cially I found little difference. Very often I hardly knew whether I was in London or ° Toronto. The same type of stores -- although stores and merchan- dise often go under a different name. In England a shortie coat becomes a "jigger"; a hard- ware store is an "ironmonger's"; order coffee and you are asked if you prefer "black or- white". White is half coffee and half hot milk. In most towns all the stores clase for the lunch hour -- from one to two-fifteen -- and at six o'clock every night. None of the places where I visited had a late shopping night. On Saturdays most stores remain open until six except in the 'larger centres where they close at noon. ] If you "were visiting in Eng- drugstores are know as "chem- ists' shops" and sell only patent medicines, toilet preparations and cosmetics: -- and of course there is always a dispensary where prescriptions are filled. - land you would soon notice that AR or an A SPRL SDE Ca TS re a 2 SE FL FE RAGE bss 31 But you definitely cannot buy notepaper, books, magazines oe ice cream from a chemist's shop. Unless you visit one of the larger stores owned by "Boots' Cash" Chemists" which varies little from our Canadian drug stores. Except .for Boots if you want anything from a postcard to a magazine you go to a "sta- tioner's shop". Tobacco you buy from a tobacconists. 4 Of course, every Canadian and American visitor thinks the British motorist drives on the wrong side of the road -- over there the left side is the right side.. This custom dates back to medieval times when the chief means of getting around was on horseback, often through for- © ests where unwary travellers were liable to be set upon by robbers and vandals. For this reason the rider always carried weapons of defence and rode on. the left side of the road leav- "ing 'his sword-arm fre¢ -- his right arm -- in case of attack. Some of the present day cus- toms are quaint but practical. For instance a mother with a baby wants to go to the nearest town to shop. She takes baby in his pram to the local railway station. Here mother, with the baby in his pram, makes the short journey in the guard's van of the train. At one station I saw three mothers travelling this way. : Racing pigeons do a lot of travelling by train. They are banded, shipped in crates to-a given destination, where they are let loose to wing their way home. : Speaking of railways, the schedule is excellent and so far as I could judge during a short . visit, invariably on time, How- ever, I must admit the trains w could certainly do with a little housecleaning. 'And then we come to restau- rants. It is surprising the num- . ber of milk bars and restaurants that close early in the evening and all day Sunday. To find a place to eat after six you have to know your way around. of course hotels always serve meals - at regular hours so there is no "need for-.visitors to go hungry -- or to walk a long distance, as I did, to find a place to eat- shortly * after eight o'clock at night! g Ey ~ TRANSPLANTED PEACH -- Only "peach" in this Greenville, 5.C., orchard is Barbara ' Belcher, "Miss Greenville of 1955." Lest you wonder what there's to complain about, the south's dis- . astrous spring frosts killed the entire natural crop of the 10,- 000-tree planting. Ris THANKS ENOUGH?-This boy's smile should warm the hearts of those who have donated to the CARE Food Crusade, The eight-year-old Vietnamese refugee is enjoying the contents of one of the 1,600,000 food parcels which CARE has distributed throughout the world.