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PAOB T W O THB LONG ISLAND TRAVELER THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 14, 1939 INKLING S EDITED BY JEAN RALLOOK The Splrcfl of Oxford by W. M. LetU t saw the spires ol Oxford As I was passing by, The grey spires of Oxford Against a pearl-grey sky; M^ heart was with the Oxford men ' Who went abroad to die. The years go fast In Oxford, The golden years and gay; The hoary colleges look down On careless boys at play, But when the bugles sounded—War! They put their games away. They left the peaceful river. The cricket fleld, the guad, The shaven lawns of Oxford To seek a Moody sod. '^ y gave their m e r r y j ^ t h away f^>r country and for Ood rest you, happy gentlemen, Who laid your good lives down, Who took the knakl and the gun Instead of cap and gown. Ood bring you to a fairer place Than even Oxford town. ; Ending how grand Southold Is with a • >touch of autumn. A New Angle for Bobbies ^ A poem we read gives us a new angle for hobbles. It's a poem by Sara Hen- derson Hay. Because she's one of our favorite poets, naturally we read her ::\Make Some Cause Your Own.\ It ; [seemed to us a good thought to pass ; [along to you. Sara Henderson Kay saya - -most beautifully t h a t we should make ! 3ome cause our own, fight for It, for ; ;we will be better off; even though we • -fall, than If we had no cause at all. • ^That's true for hobbyists. Suppose we ; :try a new form of craftsmanship and ; [can't conquer it? Well have learned ' « lot more about our own capabilities : land about a new subject than if we : [hadnt tried. [ Sitting at home and doing nothing • •generally leads to nothing more con- ,8tructive. Sitting at homo, doing some- ^ anything. Of course, ; Around Our House ' Preserving rood Preserving food U often an economy when fruits and vegetables are in seas- on. Housewives might well consider, however, the availability of fresh fruits and vegitables during the winter months, for buying them fresh the year round may be a saving, besides as- suring fresh products, often superior to those prmrved. When' \V^servlng fruits and vege- tables, select the method with oare. Storing, drying, evaporation, curing and smoking, pickling and salting, and canning all have their good points. For example: dried corn Is delicious, while corn canned without the use of a pressure cooker may spoil. The can ning of com with a pressure cocAer Is safe, while drying it may be undesir- able because so much space and atten- tion, as well as time later for soaking Thru Eyes of a Woman \The Spires of Oxford\ reminds us of that sad and unforgettable story, \Ooodbye Mr. Chips.\ It reminds us, too, of those Oxford boys who are even now giving \their merry youth away.\ We think, as well, of those anxious moments not many months ago when we kept our radio on while we worked and listened to an overwrought an- nouncer describe the details of the res- cue of the men who were still alive in the Squalus. That day and evening of an anxious rescue are a most unusual comparison to our radio reports of the past week. Naturally we have oil been excited, disturbed, at war toeaking out in Europe. We've watched the storm clouds gather with forbodlng. But when the news has come of one, then another Oerman submarine being sunk there hasn't been even the ripple of in- terest and that came when a British and a French sub followed the Squalus. Wartime means so many airplanes des troyed, so many subs, so many ships— not, so many human beings. Disasters of war . are .shnmken headlines com- pared to the main headline—WAR. Disasters of peace are exaggerations of horror that become personal to each headline reader. But It seems strange that even a t the beginning of a war we can hear of submarines sunk, airplanes fallen, without the personal element— the men who operated the machines- being at all apparent. Af course, the newspapers and radio do not play up the human element. We don't hear that the young/aviator was last year's football hero—during a war crath as during a peacetime one. It's partly, of course, t h e fact that wartime brings so much news, so many casualltles to be listed, that each can not be made Important. Again, It's partly because readers of papers, listeners to radio could not stand the tension of too much human Interest in the war head- lines. War ha« to be cold blooded, re- mote, statistical, not human—because that Is what war Is—to all except a few commanders who supply the activ- ating thoughts behind the manouevers. It's bad enough for the rest of us when war becdmes personal, through a p n - sonal loss. We've already become im- personal about statistics. It's only when our fellow countrymen are involved that the personal element will reach the headlines—when a hundred Amer- ican school girls are caught on a ship that's torpedoed that we'll see pictures and biographies of those Involved, learn the personalities behind the statistical headlines. Perhaps it the personal ele- ment were used as propaganda, women in belligerent nations, and men, too^ would cause their leaders some bewild- erment, by calling a strike against war, by refusing to flight I Abont Sonthold The boats are gone from the Bay, today! Sunday the yacht club fleet dotted our bay; boats of non-competing residents along the shore inrovlded grand stand seats for the spectacle. Today a great many of those boats are haued out for the winter, most of the people who own them are back at work again. The nineteen thirty nine season Is Just about over, We've always t h o u ^ t it too bad t h a t a great many people had to leave Southold the first week in September. For September and October are two of the grandest months we have. When the meadow grass starts turning yellow, the Bay water takes on a deeper blue. Autumn skies are to be spoken of poet- ically. Dark soil cmnes sprlngli^ to view as potatoes give up their sunmier berths to fail plowing. Southold's a grand place to be in the fall. We're glad that this year is allowing us a few extra weeks beyond the JSeptem^ deadlinel These are the weeks for sailing boats along the Bay. The breezes are steady and strong: there's a touch of fall aest in them. We had an eight hour span of tacking, saUing before the wind, coming about—ourselves one of the days of this weekend, to prove that. Our small sailboat is one of the few still left out In our particular comer of the Bay. We wish we were going to be Joined by more — other people we all need relaxing moihents. But we need Just as much constructive mo- ments—moments of doing things in- stead of sitting around wondering what we could do. And hobbles can take Just as much or little time and money as we can afford to spend on them. For instance, there are people who think life would be all cteam and sug- ar, and they'd never have to worry again about what to do with spare mo- ments if there were only a game room in the cellar. Probably they've priced having a game room established in the cellar by carpenters, painters, and fur- niture from a store full of equipment. Sitting around thinkinig about how nice a game room would be doesnt help much But there are several courses of action open that will help. One might spend those leisure hours at some odd job that would provide the necessary money for establishing the game room is needed before the food Is edible. On the other hand, it Is safer to dry than to can over-mature vegetables. Many vegetaUes can be easily and conveni- ently stored for many months. Curing and smoking of meat is recommended if a pressuae cooker for canning is not available.^ Some housewives choose to can many of their fruits and vegetables. Be- cause of their acidity, all fruihi and tomatoes are fairly easy to can, and for them only the simplest equipnunt is needed. One of the essentials for canning other vegetables and meats is a pres- sure cooker. Only if they have a pres- sure cooker may farm housewives safe- ly can meat and chicken during the killing season, ior considerable spoil- age may result if the meat is canned by the boiling water method. Full directions for canning of fruits, vegetables, meat, flsh and poultry may be had free by sending a poet card to the office of Publications, Roberts Hall, Ithaca, New York. A Dish for the Week '»»••••'•••»•••••• • • • • • • • • I Imagine—buylag a bewiile^ Sleamlng while new Gcnsnl Electric Wwiwr ac this tM- o(d low price! •Doo't delay. Get yourMlf this wondtfM •tw G-B washer and cash ia on (1M big saving. Come to •Mr stote today—or jilioM • i lot a flee ' PI A T U I I S • y-»«l»MBt CAtAMTV • A-g AOTIVATM • N « OIIIN* • MBMADBIVi MgtNANIIM • M l i f f •BgBAfMM • PAWiirVfc • MVUINg W » N « M • •WAIANTH painlessly. Or one might go into the complications of making the game room a fact, oneself. Naturally, to someone who knows nothing of car- pentering, painting, and such, the problem might seem overwhelming. There's one thing about it, though, lei- sure hours will be full of absorbing, if not entertaining worki And it's been our personal experience that one never knows what <me can do til one tries. (But that's another story, for another day!) You may think you can't chop wood, but irtien yon're cold enough, youll try. It's the same way with a game room. When you want one bad enough you'll try getting one. The worst damage one can possibly do in carpentering, is to oi^'s fingers and thumbs. Naturally any odd effects one gets in woodwork can always be ripped out or painted over. There are always books that tell about element- ary carpentering, and there's always your lumber dealer and your common sense to help out. The longer It all takes you, the better youH apfveciate the carpenter's price and your com- pleted Job. The more delighted you'll be to get to the second step of paint- ing, too. The problem of buying fum- ture at auctons for a song and refln- Ishlng It won't seem hard at all, when you get to it, either, after all you've done! And you'll become wonderfully adept at cutting down too high legs on tables and repainting dingy chairs. You may even get around to making your game boards after carefully ob- serving measurements of those in stores, or those of friends. YouH prob- ably be sorry when the time comes for sitting back and just enjoying the new room—it will have such a n unbusy feeling. (We've almost convinced our- selves that we could build one our- selves, although we're much better at wielding a paint bnish than a ham- mer!) Most people today are too apt to con- sider that they must call In an expert instead of doing things by themselves. They lose a great many skills and a great deal of fun that way. The only way that one can acquire those skills then. Is hobbylng. That's why we've changed Sara Henderson Hay's cause into hobbles. We can make a cause In^ to a hobby. There are all sorts of people who need helping and there are many ways in which we can help them with enjoyment for ourselves, too. Little clubs can be organized for people who are lonely—who don't Join the ordin- ary clubs. Clothes can be remodeled for their new owners Instead of just given away. There are a great many things that can be done for hobbles. The main thing is the spirit in which one hobbies. There are lazy hobbies, and energetic onra—hobbies without purpose, hobbies with a cause. If you haven't a hobby at all, why not adopt one of this new type—a hobby with a cause—a hobby for helping other people—making other people happy. Apple Butter For hot biscuits on a Sunday night, for the children's lunch sandwiches, or with meat at dinner, an apple butter with much of the original flavor of the fruit seems popular with all mem- bers of the famUy. It made be made either plain or com- bined with different spices, with mint or with other fruit pulp such as that of apricots, blueberries, grapes, plum and ttmiatoes. For this purpose apiHes may be used that are not good enough for baking or canning, but does have some sound flesh. The following recipe for apple but- ter is suggested by the New York State College of Home Economics: Apple Batter 10 pounds Qf apples 4 pounds of m ^ , 1 teaspooil Of ground cloves 6 quarts of cider (or water, although cider is preferred) 1 teaspoon of ground allspice 3 taUespoons of ground cinnamon Wash, slice, and weigh the apples. Put them Into a kettle with the cider (or water), cook until the apples are very tender, then put them through a sieve to remove the skins and seed. Add sugar and spices to the pulp, and boll the mixture rapldlly until It Is clear and as thick as desired, stirring it frequently to prevent scorching. Poiu: the butter Into sterilized, hot Jars and when cool cover it with paraffin. A simple dinner menu m i ^ be: Iced tomato juice, loost pork with ap- ple butter, creamed potatoes, buttered spinach, raw carrot and raisin salad, whole wheat bread and butter, peach brown betty, milk for the children, and tea, coffee, or milk for the adults. Bothman's Dept. Store NATIONALLY KNOWN MERCHANDISE MAIN ST. T«l. 3770 SOUTHOLD \The Morning After\ The momlng after Labor Day, that's all! Because of Mack, gruesome headlines, and column upon column of war and politics, in every paper one reads, I'm determined this column shall be free from both. I hate them! I've had to pry my ears from the radio long enough to create something interesting to tell you. If one had passports and tickets they probably could not, at this time, cross the ocean. But one can cross the Long Island Sound—and from start to finish, there's not one traffic light. Not often does one don their Sunday' go-to-meeting clothes and head toward the rising sun. early enough to notice the dUmond-studded cobwebs spun up- on the spMkling blades of grass. They seem to bow and curtsey as you pass. A wee stretch of the Imagination, and you can easily believe you're in some other country. The people you meet are different than those seen in the heat of the day. These are the working cfass, some riding bicycles, carrying lunch boxes; some as they come out the door, straighten their necktie with one hand and smother a yawn with the other. A small dog runs along the roadside and frightens a cat peacefully sitting upon a low, front pbrch. The Mrds seem noisy and excitable. A large flock of them swoop up from a plowed fleld and precariously perch themselves upon the telephone wires. Few, if any cars are parked In the villages near the Post Office. The new- ly-painted white lines stand out most conspicuously. A thin spiral of smoke ascends straight up from a kitchen chimney of a low, squatty farm house. The farmer without hat or coat. Is milking a cow in a field nearby—the cow stands quietly, contentedly munching fodder corn. 'TIS the first day of school for many youngsters. They're standing in groups along the roadside. Boys and girls whose faces shine from recent appliba- tion of soap and water, and from eager anticipation. Their gay dresses and tolght-colored sweaters make a pretty contrast against the deep green of the weeds and grasses. Some carry square, tin lunch boxes, all have new writing tablets and pencils—yellow ones mostly. A bus comes along. With much loud talking and giggling, they disappear in the open door. By now we notice the surrounding country has slowly unfolded, and again there's a change. There's laborers by the doaens in the fields, t h a t seem to stretch as far as the eye can see. They're walking between long, long rows of \cucumber\ vines. We can see the small yellow Mossoms as the men, with a long stick with cross piece nail ed on the end, push away the leaves. They're searching for the elusive cu- cumber without bending to do so. The men carry half-bushel baskets, which when filled are dumped into barrels. The country is flat and low, and blue water can be seen on three sides. Can this be \HoUand with (Cucumbers re- placing the first crop of tulips? There's many a windmill too—t>ut not Dutch ones. (In these days of high-powered, streamlined cars, that wis over the landscape for better or for worse, are you wondering how one person could possibly see so much? Well I'U teU you: I've acquired a car that is not as he, by about one inch, stears back where he belongs. Then the passengers, like so many cattle, file on board. My, it's roomy even in the steerage. There's a bar, with small tables and chairs scattered around, a reading room fumlshed with leather upholster- ed, chrome chairs, and amide space upon the decks. The galley Is small but all space uti- lized. There's a \two-railed fence\ around the top edge of a large cook stove. Heavy cups hang from long hooks and the plates are plied high in racks. The cook was slicing chops from a pork loin, his assistant preparing car- rots and making iced tea. (I'd have a flt if so many flies were buzzing around my kitchen.) Hie passengers were not so numer- ous that we could not single out a few for observation. One poor couple with a child too young to talk, walked him around the deck covering more miles I'm sure, than If they'd walked as the crow flys. He'd cry If they sit down. A stout woman set down her bag, took off her hat, opened her bag, took out a scarf, shut up her bag, put the scarf on her head, the wind grabbed her hat, it rolled across the deck, die ran after the hat and nearly fell over the bag. After that she closed her eyes and took a nap. A very tall man, who did not rise in time to shave, carefully placed three chairs together p r e p a r l t ^ to a few hours sleep. Along came an elderly man, sat down beside him and fluently conversed all the way. Enjoy the trip? I did. spect, and whose friendship and love we value. We all bespeak'tolerant and sympa- thetic amiraisal of our beliefs by others. Are we always as tolerant of them? Are you short-tempered with those who disagree with you? Be honest with yourself, as the surest way of being honest with other people and having them be honest with you. Tolerance enables people of var^ng opinions and habits to live and work together happily and constructively. Let us be a tolerant people, that we may gain the respect of those w h ( | \ share our lives by earning it. •Intoleranfle Is the Name of Tragedy\ Of all the inhumanities unto man committed by man, those chargeable to intolerance are the most cruel. Intolerant men have saddled the world with misery and suffering in- justice and death. The besetting sin of intolerance is in its capacity for causing unhappiness within the narrow circles in which we live our lives as Individuals. The truculent Intolerance which we have for the oplniotu and' habits of those with whom we must associate, our neighbors and even those we love, is the fertile soil in which are nour- ished most of the miserable tragedies which come Into our lives. Tolerance is truly an Individual and a personal virtue. Tolerance is in fact a combination of many virtues. A tolerant man has the courtesy to refrain from imposing his will or de- sires upon other people. He has the decency to respect the opinions of others with whom he may differ. He extends to all others, those with faults and conflicting beliefs and dis- turbing mannerisms, the simple tribute of sympathetic understanding he ex- pects from others. Of course, we all have different ways of doing things, and arrive at our opin- ions by putting facts and experiences and guesswork together to reach whol- ly differing conclusions. But the most earnest and sincere of our belief's are not always held In common with those we honor and re- \SUy Home to Bny\ Labor Day gone ,vacatl(ms ended, a new season beginning — hundreds of men and women are replenishing their wardrobes and refumishing their homes. Let's dress up! Father, who knows from experience that \clothes make the man\ won't have to delay the purchase of a suit, hat or topcoat he needs ahd really ought to have. Mother will not be obliged to suffer the embarrassment of hearing some- one say, \I recognize her by the last year's dress she's wearing.\ Sister win r e t u m to school In atUre that will contribute to her charm and popularity. Brother, whether he attends kinder- garten or Harvard, will have the manly satisfaction of knowing that his ap- pearance is as good as the other fel- lows. An hour spent In stores near by, will be a pleasant experience, and also an investment in contentment and pros- perity. Try it! \Just a Rnnunage Sale\ Can you Imagine a \rummage sale\ held in a country town, where a po- Iceman stood at each door, and the crowds so great that fifty people only were allowed to enter the building at fifteen minute Intervals? The Catholic people In Southampton, advertise a \white elephant rummage sale\ and each year the crowd Is largw. The articles are much the same as any other nmimage sale, but the people are so numerous, and Interesting to observe. The shoe table was surrounded with women three deep. Most of the shoes were evening slippers and small as to size. There were hats by the doaens. most of them straw. A rack of evening dresses hanging long and limp, attract- ed eager buyers, s(Mne black some white, The prices ranging from one to five dollars. Not so many mens clothing, what there was sold in a hurry. There were faded draperies, soiled gloves, pic- tures, books, dishes, baby clothes etc. Quantity rather than quality. In all re- spects. Olad I went tho,. \Quick Chocolate Cake\ Sift together: 1 cup flour 1 cup sugar 1 heaping teaspoon baking powder Melt two squares chocoate with a tablespoons butter. Break one egg In cup, fill cup with milk. Salt and va- nilla. Mix and beat well. Ben Franklin Stnre TI M S t o r f TF 1 0 , 0 0 0 A r t i c U t S & lOc $1 & up • I t s M l M M P t r a i t l i l s l i • P » * t w t i r , ClftkisI • I s rdw i rt i C mhtry • Psiett.llmHitt.Btc. Ouiehoirve * If* T. Christian Science \Matter\ Is the subject of the Lesson- Sermon In all Churches of Christ, Sci- entist, on Sunday, September 17. The Qolden Text is: \My flesh and my !.«art faileth: but Ood Is the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever\ (Psalms 73 : 26). Among the citations which comprise the Lesson-Sermon Is the following from the Bible: \Love not the wqrld, neither the things that are in the world. If any man love the world, the love of the Father Is not In him. For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life is not of the Father, but is of the world. And the world passeth away, and the lust thereof: but he that doeth the wUl of God abideth for ever\ (I John 2: 15-17.) The Lesson-Sermon also includes the following s^l^tlon from the textbocA of Christian'Science, \Science and Health with Key t|D the Scriptures,\ by Mary Baker Eddy: \So-called material exist- ence affords no evidence of spiritual ex- istence and immortality. Sin, Sikness, and death i o not prove man's entity or immortality. Discord can never estab- lish the facts of harmony. Matter is not the vestibule of Spirit. Jesus reas- oned on this subject practically, and controlled sickness, sin, and death on the basis 0f his spirituality. Under- standing the nothingless of material things, he spoke of flesh and Spirit as the two oppositee,—as error and Truth, not contributing in any way to each other's hoM^ess and existence. Jesus knew, 'It i s n h e spirit that qulekeneth; the flesh proflteth nothlnr* (P^ S8e>. Wm. H. Terry ft S ob Stevens iutlding Main ttrset Inauranoe Arthur r . Mr* TM.aii i high-powered. It's high-seated, like a Fifth Ave. bus, and it's habits are mod- erate in all respects. I have to start early, but oh the sights I can see!) We reach the \Port of Embarkation.\ All is quiet on the water front. Cars are standing in line, some of them piled high with baggage. A collie dog pokes his head out of a car window, and sniffs as we pass by. We notice the license plates seem mostly to be \foreign such as Con- necticut, Massachusetts and one from Rhode Island. Sea Oulls, the small variety, fly low over the water and there's two or three black crows standing upon the beach eating breakfast. (Some say the crows have been scarce since the hurricane. Have you missed them?) Thru a slight fog Plum Island Is visi- ble In the distance. It puffs up like a blister, separating Oardlners Bay and Long Island Sound. With it's rugged rock-bound coast. It seems foreign to the land upon which we stand. Someone Is heard to say: \Here she comes,\ and the \liner\ noses her way around the lighthouse. Whl^e spray, looking for all the world lilce whipped cream, swirls from either side as her bow cuts thru the blue water. She's not the \Rex she's the \Yale.\ Broad of beam, two yellow smoke stacks and a deck three tiers up near the bridge: The crew, in navy blue uni- forms, dart here and there obeying or- ders from the captain, who stands straight and tall upon the bridge. The whistle blows and there's much activ- ity upon the wharf. A small delivery car backs up to the gangplank. Two men go aboard the boat and return shortly with six large, much-perfora- ted, cardboard cartcms — \wiggling worms\ from Maine for the sport fish- ermen. Cars, many in number and of as many makes, slowly come down the gangplA&k. One, with a tow-headed youngster at the wheel, is so eager to roodk tera flnna, his froot wheel goes up over the edge. Hie b g r s t o n ^ n« iiiftiic, I OM of the crew directing Bowl For yoar Hwalih -M- KBCKEATION CENTER M. lUUV t IN S MA R T N E W S U E D ES BY Ivans Shorn Store A t B. B . SteiloB BIVEBHSA D
