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x Ww Tos ANY Ad Ll - 4 ' DIA WL AN IRCRN A It's Housecleaning fime Again I'ne non sequitur is the out- standing indication that the sea- son has advanced and spring housecleaning is pn the make. Usually a couple of smaller ones pass before I take notice, but then I catch one head on, and I make my escape soon. This year the tip-off was a good one, and I caught the following square on the button: At Breakfast She: Is that egg done enough? Him: Fine, fine. Her: Do you want more toast? He; Great plenty, thanks, Housecleaner: Do you know where Millie got the pegs? At this time of year the inured husband will recognize this as an open warning. Eating his egg, he will stop the spoon halfway to his mouth and will have one of those unreal, vacant, blank spasms of mental hiatus in which he has no idea who Millie iy, what pegs are, or how we got to this pretty pass. It is now spring housecleaning time. Today is the day to hang blankets on the line, and to lay them away against the sharp frost of another fall. Everything is about to be tipped up, moved over, turned around -- and the smart husband will set his fish- ing togs in the shed and find some reason to be away as much as possible. Still, who is Millie. and what pegs? Millie? Well, it's some ten years ago Millie came into our lives. Haynes was her last name, I think. She was driving by on the road and she saw our stub- tailed cat on the lawn, and as she always wanted a stub-tailed cat she drove in and asked it she could buy Stubbie, or did we know where to find another. And as she stood by the kitchen door talking cats Mel Thompson and I were at the table settling the world's cribbage champeen- ship. It was two out of three, and For Girls And Boys Nothing prettier for play than these little baby sets. Sewing a cinch; embroidery for girls; teddy bears for boys. Pattern 760; transfer; directions; tissue pattern 6-month, 1-year, 18- month sizes. State size. 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, Print plainly Pattern Number, your Name, Address and Size. New! New! New! Our 1960 Laura Wheeler Needlecraft Book is ready NOW! Crammed with exciting, unusual, popular esigns to crochet, knit, sew, em- brolder, quilt, weave -- fashions, home furnishings, toys, gifts, bazaar hits. In the book FREE -- 3 quilt patterns. Hurry, send 25 cents for your copy. I'd skunked him one and he took the second by three holes. Millie stood there watching while I won the third, and she said, "I'd rather play cribbage than eat." So I took her on af- terward, and beat her two games, and she went away. But a week or:so leter she came in again. Cribbage is a "riend-making game, and she had brought a little wooden box with a lid, and in it were six ivory cribbage pegs. She'd seen them in a store, and thought of us be- cause we were using kitchen matches for my handsome wal- nut cribbage board. That's all there ever was to it; no lasting rapport was effected and I guess we haven't seen Millie since. But housecleaning time had arrived; the tree swallows were back and lilac buds were swell- ing; and that morning she had decided to start with the living room. No man, of course, will ever understand how they decide where to start, but this time it all began with the lovely antique cobbler's bench I made last win- ter, and my cribbage board with Millie's pegs was on it. Jack Mathews and I had settled the world's champeenship again, and left the board there. Jack lost three out of seven. And as she grabbed the coh- bler's bench and turned it around, the cribbage board slid off and one of the pegs ran wild. She couldn't find it. It defied her. It hasn't been 'found yet. It's gone. So, she thought if 1 knew where Millie bought them, she might go there and buy another, and so on -- and it all meant nothing except that spring house- cleaning was on the agenda egain, and today would be the day to hang blankets. Man, as distinguished {rom woman, plays no real part in this vernal exercise. There is nothing about the up-in-a-heaval he can fathom intellectually, and there is nothing about the work he is able to do. A man's head and a man's back are unsuited, because a man can't begin with this non sequitur thing and come ow even. She knows which chairs get moved that-a-way and which this, but a man can't see it, and he has no mental equipment which lets him adjust. If he tries to hed, or is forced to help, he becomes dismayed and befuddled by the interrelated inconsisten- cies, and either starts a fight or removes himself to a far place. I'm in favor of the far place, myseli, because I'm a veleran at this and my judgment is bet- ter than my courage. Too many times, in the perspective of the years, I have tried to do my helpful bit and heard her say, "Now, can't we shift that stove- pipe the other way?" It is time to leave, for the stovepipe has to go to the thimble, and there is no other way. Or, she points at a 350-pound bureau and says, "Lift that while I plug in the lamp!" I just can't help it; I say, "You lift it, and I'll plug!" Then 1 go fishing, or something. I notice, always, a kind of sug- gestion that housecleaning would always be easier if I would help. But I don't know how to help. I can move a bureau, all right, but I don't understand why it has to be lifted over a bed. And after I have vacated and come back, and she implies, "See how bushed 1 am, you lazy thing!" 1 never really 'feel ashamed at shirking. She takes no notice of the more shameful thing, that man is so vastly inferior at this time thot a terrible feeling engulfs him, and he is mentally unhap- py at being so associated with something beyond his ability. He is sitting quietly eating a soft- boiled egg, and hears a non se- quitur about an ivory cribbage peg, and knows deep down, in spite of him, that this is a logical and lucid thing, sound as a nut. He can't cope with it. He's licked. Anyway, I'm writing this in the henhouse. Q. Is the bridegroom supposed to pay for the beverages served at the wedding reception? A. No; all expenses of the re- ception are shouldered by the bride's family. Freag. PAT A ND WIFE -- Singer Pat Boones and wife Shirley smile as they arrive in New York after a six-week European tour, Flower Gardens | Down In The Sea Mount Aetna gently walls a plume of smoke into a picture- postcard sky. The Greek theatre, a relic of great beauty in rose- coloured brick, is perched on the mountainside, The piazza of Ta- ormina, with its baroque church and standard oleander trees, is as delightful as a set' from Ita- lian opera; the deserted winter hotel quivers 'fulgently in the sunlight, and bougainvillaea- draped terraces cascade down 'to an enormous expanse of glassy blue sea. The water, coming as it does from the Straits of Messina, is cold but exhilarating, and so clear that you can see the flower gardens of the sea hed. All is Victorian in colour -- brown, chutney, fawn and cream, like some cosy house- keeper's interior, everything cluttered and comfortable, with woolen anti-macassars, plush, shell flowers under glass domes and dried plants in vases on the chimney piece. Shoals of huge dappled fish appear. In the wa- ter clear as air, they seem like a formation of planes 'lying among the sky-scrapers of rock that jut from the sea bed. Long-haired plants wave to and fro in unseen currents; now you are in a tropical hothouse of exotic plants with speckled leaves and fringed edges. Sud- denly a whole armada of electric blue fish swarms into sight. Sensing danger, the school dis- appears abruptly beyond some cranny that is covered with mauve and orange anemones . . . So fascinating is the exploration of this new world that you re- turn to the town stimulated and refreshed. -- From "The Face of the World," by Cecil Beaton. COME-ON GAME -- Her tiara is topped with a reproduction of the Statue of Liberty. That's because Bettianne Fisch is Miss New York Summer Festival. She's a travelling salesgirl, touring the country to impress everyone that her home city Is a good spot to spend a vaca- tion. Combination Of Duck And Otter An ornithorhynchus anatinus steals the show from the koala bears at the Sir Colin MacKen- zie Sanctuary about 40 miles from downtown Melbourne. Now if you know what an or- nithorhynchus anatinus is then you won't have a bit of trouble identifying this creature as as platypus, the more common name for the amphibious acrobat that is best described as a combina- tion of duck and otter. Ornithorhynchus anatinus means "bird's-beak-animal, like a duck." Found nowhere else in the world but in eastern Aus- tralia, the platypus has four short legs with webbed feet, each with five retractable claws. The mouth is a broadly flattened beak, similar to that of a duck. Its body is of the richest silky fur with small beady eyes and ears represented only by a pair of holes just behind the eyes. The flat bill is the creature's radar system and when it swims under water the eyes are tightly closed and tiny flaps pulled over the ears. The platypus swims swiftly and rapidly in search of food, the flat bill guiding him safely around rocks and other underwater barriers. Each day at 1 p.m. on the sanctuary the platypus is put into a large glass tank in clear view of the specta- tors and goes through a swim- ming' performance that fascin- ates and amazes the viewers, His food consists of earth worms and small shell fish and his appetite is so ravenous that he eats half his weight at one sit- ting. Another oddity of this now rigidly protected bird-animal is that it lays eggs and then feeds the yourlg with milk, i Raa ONCE OVER LIGHTL x » Y -- Allan Hay, 5, isn't impressed ' . Waa asa a by this chandelier at the 27th annual Chicago Antiques Exposition, It was made about 1900 by famed glass worker Louis Tiffany of New, York. It was valued at:$7,200 when new. Ji The best part of last week was the first part so that's where I'll start. -- N ll Last Tuesday was the day of our W.I. District Annual. It was held. in Streetsville this year so we didn't have far to go. It was a lovely day (actually!) and the meeting was * well attended. There were the usual reports in the morning, all very interesting with excellent music sandwiched in between, The programme was well organized which means that it was not unduly prolonged. Luncheon was almost on time. That is always an advantage. Not that the members get too des- perately hungry -- just desper- ately tired of sitting. How much attention one gives to reports depends a good deal upon the length of time one has been sitting. I have known district an- nudls where luncheon has been delayed over an hour due to long-winded reports. Fortunate- ly that doesn't happen too often these days. The caterers for the lunch were ladies of the W.A. belong- ing to the church in which the meeting was held And what a lunch! Country caterers can out- do high class down-town hotels every time -- at about a third of the cost One thing is certain, judging by the way the food was disappearing there couldn't have been many calorie counters at that luncheon After we had all fed -- probably not wisely but too well -- the guest speaker was introduced, Mrs. Pauline Harris, of Erindale. She had re- cently returned from a trip to New Zealand and was literally bubbling over with wit and wis- dom as she tried to describe to us highlights of life in that coun- try. Mrs. Harris had been enter- tained by several W.I. branches in New Zealand and brought back a number of programmes and several issues of "Home and Country" as published .in that country. Quite a different publi- cation from the Canadian "Home and Country," It contained a serial story, recipes, household hints and various short articles besides detailed accounts of W.I. activities. It was very nice but personally T am well content with our own "Home and Coun- try". From other weekly and monthly magazines we get all the stories and recipes any wo- man could possibly want but when we pick up our W.I maga- zine we know the reading ma- terial will deal exclusively with W. I. activities -- except for the few short poems, wisely selected to give us inspiration in our work, What amazed Mrs. Harris was the astonishing amount of ener- gy and initiative displayed by New Zealand W.I. members. Competitions and demonstra- tions at every meeting, mdst of them involving a considerable amount of time and work . . . handicraft, home baking, art, dramatics, spelling bees and so on, She didn't know how they ever got throush with it all. "But, of course," said Mrs. Har- INGERFARM Gwendoline bp. Clarke ris, "they don't have television in New Zealand, And life is car- ri ed on at a more leisurely pace. They are home-loving bodies and enjoy social and cultural pas- - times created by themselves." From the printed programmes passed around for us to look at it was obvious they had time to 'think -- which resulted in most original roll calls -- timely and witty. For instance -- "Describe your husband -- in one word!" Now there's , poser for you. Here's anothér -- "Name your first boy friend." Can't you see skeletons popping out of cup- boards with tht one? Of course there were others, more serious and thought provoking. Even from the little I have told you I am sure you can read- ily understand why we enjoyed our speaker so much that day. We could have listened much longer but alas there was still a lot of unfinished business to attend to, so we took to our hard chairs again, listened to more reports and took part in the election of officers. For the rest of the week what we listened to at home by radio and television was neither .entertain- ing nor inspiring but downright alarming. The collapse of the Summit Conference. Wednesday night Partner was out. I was busy with some sewing I wanted to finish-so I-had the TV on and until' 1.30 a.m. I listened to Khrushchev ranting and raving in his repetitious monologue of invective. Next day we were glad to get away from it all and literally took to the hills -- the Caledon Hills. We visited friends and had a wonderful time among the birds, trees and scenery. The fly in the ointment came when it cost us $47 to get home. Car trouble, and we had- to walk a mile to phone for a tow-tyuck. 'But that' life -- quite often the bitter and sweet come in one packet. We can only take what comes and make the best of it, and be thankful it is no worse. Q. What is the proper way to eat squab and quail? A. Though small-boned and hard to handle, squab and quail are properly eaten with knife and fork. Anchor the bird firm!ly- with the fork while cutting with the knife so that it doesn't do a three-point landing on your lap. un \ "That 'all expenses' tour you gold me was just that!" 0 1360 Log News Apr be Wott Afr seed Weeping Madonnas Draw Huge Crowds The Rev. George Papadeas had taken to his bed. "I have a lot of stamina," said the handsome, 41-year-old priest last month, "I 'am used to sleeping only three or four hours a night, but the last month finally got me down." Like Father Papadeas, many members of the congregation of St. Paul's Greek Orthodox Church in Hempstead, N.Y., have been running short of sleep in recent weeks. It all started in mid-March when the first of three icons of the Madonna be- gan to "weep," and curious peo- ple by the busload started con- verging on the new Byzantine church, The icons' tears were the first such signs that had ever occurred in an Orthodox com- munity in the Western Hemi- sphere. By now more than 150,000 persons have visited the icons and bought 10,000 photographs (at $1 each). and more than 100,- 000 candles to light in memory of departed relatives. On the stands that hold the icons--three simple lithographs of the Virgin --or tied to the silk cord in front of them, pilgrims have left some $10,000 worth of jewelry. The steady flow of the devout and the curious has put an un- usual burden on the congrega- 'tion, - The regular activities of the church organizations (Mr. and Mrs. Club, Young Adults, Women's Auxiliary, and the va- rious youth groups) have been drastically curtailed as members pitched in to help make the vis- itors welcome (5,000 cups of coffee and hundreds of loaves of - pound cake were served one busy Saturday). A gala bazaar has been put off till next March; time originally allotted to dances and other social functions is now given to lectures and discussions on the icons, As the church secretary, Mrs. Electra Karamargin, puts it; "From the minute I walk into the office in the morning, the phone doesn't stop 'ringing. But what's happened here is very in- spiring. It makes you keep going and going, and finally you look up and say, 'My heavens! Is it that late already?' " Father Papadeas, who was back on his feet makes the report that church membership has ris- - en to a high of 1,500. Regular services in the church, which seats 700 and stands another 300, are jammed. "The 9:15 Sunday service, which was never crowd- ed, is now over capacity," he says. "The late morning service is pure asphyxiation!" This new life for the St. Paul's community began last March 16, when Mrs. Panagiotis Catsounis saw tears coming from the left eye of an icon which she kept in her home in nearby Island Park. - First friends and. neighbors, then a steady stream of people, came to see the "miracle," On March 23, the icon was taken to St. Paul's, The second icon belonged to Mrs. Peter Koulis, a great-aunt of. Mrs, Catsounis, who lives in Oceanside. It began weeping on April 12, and two days.later was taken to St. Paul's, where it was enshrined by Archbishop Iakov- os, Greek Orthodox Primate of North and South America. The third is a Madonna which the archbisop gave to Mrs. Koulis to replace the second. It began "tearing" on May 7, and by the end of the month was reported still showing signs of tears (the other two have now stopped). "The first weeping Madonna," says Father Papadeas, "was so ey tremendous that I didn't look for a second sign. When the second came, it was a sight to behold-- the liquid seemed to be coming from right inside her eyes. I was strongly tempted to make neo public announcement about the third icon. I said to Mrs. Koulis: 'Look here, 4,000 people went through your apartment last time. Let's take the new one right to the church'." As Father Papadeas explains it: "Most of our people feel that God has spoken through the icons, that He has very vividly brought His message, that He is very close to us."--From NEWS- WEEK. Modern Etiquette By Anne Ashley Q. When a secretary is usher- ing an expected visitor into her employer's office, what form of introduction does she make when she knows the two men concerned do not know each other? . A. All she has to do is merely announce the visitor -- "Mr. Bradford." Surely, the visitor knows the name of the person he came to see. 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