McCormick messenger. (McCormick, S.C.) 1902-current, February 17, 1938, Image 3

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McCORMICK MESSENGER, McCORMICK, S. C., THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 17, 1938 ★ ★ ★ STAR DUST ★ ★ ★ | DUST | * jMLovie • Radio $ ★ ★ ★★★By VIRGINIA VALE★★★ C LAUDETTE COLBERT who rushed off to Europe for a long vacation the day she finished Paramount’s “Blue beard’s Eighth Wife” revealed some pet economies of her star' friends just before she left. She is extravagant about clothes, but her French thrift makes her cling to her old shoes. Gary Cooper rolls his own cigarettes. Fredric March always buys two packs of cigarettes at a time because they’re Claudette Colbert a penny cheaper that way. Fred MacMurray saves razor blades to be resharpened. Martha Raye wears sturdy, service-weight stock ings except on gala occasions. Most thrifty of all is Marlene Dietrich. She is a string saver. Her maid is always wrapping up packages for her to take to the stu dio and the string comes in handy. A1 Pearce celebrated the begin ning of his second year with his present radio sponsor and his elev enth year on the air in his own pe culiar fashion. He gave his orches tra leader a rubber baton so there would be no stiffness in his rhythms and presented himself with the most enormous news camera you ever saw. When Fred Astaire returned from vacation to the R. K. O. studio re cently to start work on his next pic ture with Ginger Rogers, he found the amusement park set of “Dam sel in Distress” still standing. Kind ly guy that he is, he arranged to buy all the slides and games and sent them to an orphans’ home. Errol Flynn did not even stop to hear congratulations on his grand performance in “Robin Hood.” The minute the preview was over and he was told that no retakes were necessary, he hopped a plane to Boston where he bought a seventy- five foot boat (a ketch if you will be technical about it) in which he sailed off to the Bahamas for some fishing. Hollywood players are trying to figure out some unusual hobby or secret ambition because the current radio craze is to present a film star doing something quite different from their work on the screen. Cecil De Mille started it by having Jack Jack Olivia de Benny Haviland Benny, Burns and Allen, and Bob Burns play serious dramatic roles on the air. Paul Whiteman fol lowed that up by presenting Helen Vinson as a concert pianist. Bing Crosby lets Fay Wray blow tunes on a sweet potato and Olivia de Haviland plays chopsticks. —-K— ODDS AND ENDS—Kate Smith has received an autographed copy of Eleanor Roosevelt’s newest book from the Presi dent’s wife herself . . . Louise Fazenda rounds out her twentieth year of motion- picture making with "Swing Your Lady’* and just for fun she is dashing around the country, slipping into theaters from New York to Texas and listening to audience comments ... The cook book which radio’s mystery chef sends to lis teners has been requested by the wives of 21 United States senators, the widows of two Presidents and stewards of the royal household in England . . . Edward G. Robinson is so pleased over his suc cess on the radio that he is much more thrilled when fans call him "Steve Wil son" than he is when they hail him as "Little Caesar" or any of his other gang ster roles . . . The picture Robert Taylor made in England was previewed in a lit tle California town and people who were there report that it will make him the outstanding favorite of the stage. ® Western Newspaper Union. Tunisian Ship of the Desert Protests Launching. Carthage Today Is Not the City of Which Virgil and Flaubert Wrote Prepared by National Geographic Society, Washington. D. —WNU Service. AROUND the HOUSE si Items of Interest to the Housewife T ODAY, one goes to Car thage by automobile or electric train. Shades of Dido, Hannibal, and Hamilcar! But for Virgil and Gustave Flaubert, Carthage would be deader than ancient Philadel phia, which now is Amman, Trans-Jordan. Just above the station, in a little garden massed with daisies and geraniums, is a monument to Flau bert. The head, representing the “immortal author of Salammbo” (his “Madame Bovary” isn’t even mentioned in Carthage) is less than life size. But Flaubert’s romantic description clothes the city site with an aura of lasting glory. Today, it seems a blessing that the author wrote some 75 years ago, for Carthage is less Carthage now. Stucco villas are crowding closer and closer about the ancient ports and their gardens climb high-- er and higher on the Brysa, where the Carthaginians had their fort and temple and around .which 700,000 of them had their homes. The site which Dido chose is too blessed by beauty and climate to remain a mere sepulcher for a vanished race which left its most notable monuments on the maps of primitive seamanship and ancient world commerce. Carthage isn’t Carthage, and pos sibly never was. What remains is Punic, Roman, Christian, Moslem, and art modeme. Here heavy-foot ed elephants shuffled down long ramps to their stables and armed men stood watch on walls that seemed impregnable. But the site is a grab bag of history, and unless one is careful he stumbles over anachronisms. “Salammbo” Is a Suburb. The guardian spirit of Carthage is a novelist’s creation, whose name has been appropriated by a sea side suburb. As one rides from La Goulette (the “gullet” of the lake of Tunis) toward Carthage, the street car conductor shouts “Slammbo.” Strangers start at the magic word. The only Punic relic worthy of Flaubert’s heroine is a young priest ess with a dove in her hand and her soft robe ending in wings which cross over her limbs. Among the stone ammunition, crude steles, and cinerary caskets of the Punic pe riod, this life-size coffin top stands out like a pretty girl in a morgue. Revengeful ancients who vowed not to leave one stone of Carthage on another kept their promise, but this lone figure slept on in her hill side tomb and so survived to prove that the Punic traders, who took their art where they found it, were not entirely lacking in taste. The ancient ports of Carthage, long isolated from the sea by the building of a shore road, are again connected with the gulf of Tunis. In the interests of health, small channels have been dug. The naval and commercial harbors are now connected with the Mediterranean whose Levantine shores bathe the piles of murex shells from which Tyre and Sidon extracted a purple whose memory still colors history. From the rough stones of the am phitheater rises a white cross. “Why this modern emblem in this pagan arena?” one wonders. Then he remembers. Cardinal La- vigerie, who never lost his historic sense amid his numerous good works, erected this seemingly in congruous cross over a spot where Christian martyrs, to whom that symbol was more than life, were put to death some 400 years before Mohammed was born. “Carthage must be destroyed” was the grandiose slogan. But Cae sar and Augustus had more sense than Scipio. They deliberately re stored a ruined enemv to more than its former beauty and Hadrian gave it an aqueduct whose remains still rank among Tunisia’s most impres sive ancient monuments. Kairouan the Saintly. For miles his high-arched aque duct stretches above grainfields and grazlpg flocks, coming from Mount Zahouan, which provides Tunis, as it did Cgtrthage, with water. You parallel it on your way to Kairouan the Saintly. How describe this holy place created by Moslems, some of whom had seen the Prophet in the flesh? Nothing you may read prepares you for the silence or the Great Mosque, the polychrome tiles of the mosque of Sidi Sahab, the grotesque swords and giant pipe of the mosque of Sabers, the teeming marketplace of the Rue Saussier, or the relentless irritation of street Arabs begging, “Good day, mister, give me a cig arette.” Once a year the word evidently goes around that the little pests shall cease to pester. And since that luxury comes at a time when Kairouan is at its best, a visit on the last day of the annual Rug fair is pleasantly memorable. Soon after dawn, to receive pow der for their salutes, the famous Zlass horsemen assemble beside the circular pool of the Aghlabites. Clad in their best robes and wearing sombreros whose broad brims are held up by ostrich feathers, they seem a docile lot. .But when the resident general’s car arrives the tempo quickens. By afternoon these somnolent horses will be racing at breakneck speed while their riders stand in their saddles, sweep the earth with their heads, do a shoulder stand on a galloping charger, and juggle gun and saber in mimic warfare. Among the whitewashed graves where the dead huddle as close as possible to the Great Mosque, veiled women stand and cheer. Eve has not lost her delight in weddings. When the rider sweeps down on a cortege grouped about the silken saddle-tent of the bride- to-be, and an Arab Lochinvar ab ducts the angel of his dreams from half-hearted defenders, who are probably glad to have it over with, the veiled women ululate their de light. The fact that the silken can opy is empty doesn’t spoil the fun. Too Much Olive Oil Produced. Between Kairouan and the south ern oases stretches the eastern plain, in which the French protec tors take just pride, for they have restored fertility to a region* long barren. In neat rows, miles long and 80 feet apart, stand olive trees whose only fault is their fruitful ness. When Paul Bourde, a journalist, convinced of ancient olive produc tion here by the ruins of Roman millstones, brought back groves to regions the Arab invader had laid desolate, he failed to bring back the little Roman lamp. Even beauty parlors can’t use as much olive oil as did the Roman athletes who rubbed it on thick and then scraped it off in rivulets with the curved strigil. Lands of corn and cotton offer substitutes, and the Philippine palm seeks its share of the oil trade. Bourde succeeded all too well. Tunisian olive oil, the equal of any, begs for buyers at a fourth its former price. Sot&se and Sfax are the “big cities” of Tunisia’s eastern plain. Each has its neat European quar ters, each its interesting native town. Soussq, then Hadrumetum, helped Hannibal fight Scipio and later was carpeted with Roman mosaics. Le Bardo’s little gem, found at Sousse, shows Virgil writing the “Aeneid” between the Muses. Sfax, second only to Tunis, ships phosphates and fishes for sponges, octopuses, and a variety of finny fodder. Its neat European quarter seems like an exposition city. Na tive life centers in the mosque. On raised benches covered with mat ting, dealers sell frippery gewgaws and a fortune-teller divines from field beans. Amphitheater of El Djem. Between Sousse and Sfax a Ro man ruin dwarfs the modern town for which it was the quarry. It is the amphitheater of El Djem. One sees it from miles away and its memory follows one for years. In the Eighth century, when Kahena, Berber queen, sought to repel the Arab invaders, this coli seum served as her fortress. Ex cept for this and a few other mar tial interludes the towering struc ture stood there, empty as the Yale bowl or the Ann Arbor stadium be tween games, waiting only for 60,000 spectators to swarm toward the clouds and look down on the bar baric spectacles in the arena. Then, at the end of the Seven teenth century, rebels hid here, a bey broke through the wall to reach them, and El Djem, each of whose stones had been painfully quarried and shaped, became a source of ready-made building blocks for puny huts. improved J ' J UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL S UNDAY I chool Lesson By REV. HAROLD L. LUNDQUIST. Dean of the Moody Bible Institute of Chicago. © Western Newspaper Union. Lesson for February 20 CHOOSING COMPANIONS IN SERVICE LESSON TEXT—Mark 3:7-19, 31-35. GOLDEN TEXT—For whosoever shall do the will of God, the same is my brother— Mark 3:35. PRIMARY TOPIC—Twelve Men Who Went With Jesus. JUNIOR TOPIC—Twelve Men Who Went With Jesus. INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOPIC —Working With Others for Christ. YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPIC— Comradeship in Christian Service. “God can save a man who is all alone on the top of the Alps.” So spoke one who sought to discourage another who wanted to give his life for Christian service. No one questions that God could thus carry on His work in sovereign power, and that there are times when He does that very thing. But ordinarily God works through men. It Was “the sword of the Lord, and of Gideon” (Judges 7:18). What a glorious, inspiring truth it is that God calls men into compan ionship with Him for service. Sinful and weak though they be they may become strong and holy, and do valiant service for Him. I. The Need of Christian Workers (w. 7-11). Although the hostility to Christ was growing apace among the relig ious leaders, the people thronged about Him in the hope they might have deliverance from the devil and from disease. The need was so great that the Lord Jesus now prepared to call those who were to be His fellow-servants. The multitudes are in just as des perate need of Christ and of the ministry of His church today. WTiy, then, do they not crowd the churches and press in around His servants? That is the question over which leaders of the church are puzzled. There may be many reasons, but we suggest two as being at least worthy of careful thought. The first is that we live in a time of apostasy. In the time of Christ men had only begun to hear His message of de liverance. In our day men have heard and heard again and have hardened their hearts. Another reason is that in many, perhaps most, instances, the church has so far separated itself from the Lord that it has no power. Needy men are not interested in the dead observance of religious forms. They want to see the workings of the power of the Most High God! Whether men know their need or not, whether they throng our churches or not, their very need of Christ should impel us to serve the Master in reaching them. The love of Christ should constrain us. D. The Call to Christian Work (w. 12-19). Much might be said at this point but we must limit ourselves to two thoughts. Note that the Lord chooses his own workers; we do not choose to work for Him. Then be en couraged by the fact that He chose men of widely differing gifts, tem peraments, and personal character istics. Then we note that He called some of unusual ability, others with little ability; some learned, and some unlearned—fishermen, a tax-gather er, and others of various occupa tions. Note that none were by pro fession preachers. What a comfort it is to those who are in Christian work to remember that it is not what we are or may have been that counts; it is what Christ is and what he can do through us! HI. Preparation for Christian Work (w. 31-35). . God has many ways to prepare His servants—but it seems that they all experience the heart-break ing disappointment of misunder standing and the heart-warming joy of intimate fellowship with the Lord. Look at verse 21 and you will realize that the family and friends of Jesus thought He was crazy be cause He devoted Himself so whole heartedly to the service of His Fath er. Is it not strange that if a man becomes a scientist he is honored if he ruins his health in zealous re search? If he is a business man he may burn the lights late in the pursuit of wealth, but if he chooses to give his life to the greatest of all occupations open to man—serv ice for Christ—his friends and rela tives try to deter him by calling him a fanatic. Beautiful beyond words is the oth er side of our picture. Those who serve Him are “to be with Him” (v. 14). He sends them forth to preach, and gives them power. Yes, they even become the members of the most intimate family circle. “Behold . . . my brethren” (v. 34). Vain Regrets and Grief Forgive!—the years are slipping by, and Life is all too brief—A time will come when it’s too late for vain regrets and grief. Come Apart and Rest! Even the busiest lives must have their breathing times, when the or dinary strain of effort is relaxed. Unconscious Benefaction It may well be that the good we unconsciously do exceeds the sum of all our purposed benefactions. Cheese in Soup.—A piece of cheese the size of a walnut added to potato or onion soup gives it a rich creamy taste. • * • Cutting Fruit Cake.—To prevent fruit cake from crumbling while slicing, dip the knife into warm water frequently. * • • Sardine Salad.—One tin sar dines, one lettuce, one lemon, parsley, french dressing. Cut sar dines in half inch lengths, arrange on bed of lettuce. Garnish with lemon, parsley, serve with french dressing. * • • Washing Chamois Skins.— Chamois skins used for cleaning windows, silverware and the like, should be washed in warm water and soap, then dried slowly in the open air, but never in the sun or over heat. • * • Beat Whites of Eggs Once.—Aft er the whites of eggs have been beaten do not beat again when adding to cake mixture. If beaten a second time the air that has al- Millions have found in Calotabs a most valuable aid in the treat ment of colds. They take one or two tablets the first night and re peat the third or fourth night if needed. How do Calotabs help nature throw off a cold? First, Calotabs are one of the most thorough and dependable of all intestinal elimi- nants, thus cleansing the intestinal tract of the virus-laden mucus and ready been beaten into eggs in or der to make cake light will be beaten out. Fold beaten egg whites in. * • * Croutons for Soups.—Cut slices of dry bread one-half inch thick, spread with butter and cut into one-half inch cubes, put them in a shallow pan and bake in a moder ate oven about 10 minutes or till golden brown, turning often to brown all sides. * * • Tip for Good Posture.—While walking, swing the legs from the hips and imagine you are walking down hill with arms and shoulders relaxed. • * • Scenting Linens.—Persons who use scented soaps and like scent ed linens can obtain the latter simply by storing the unwrapped soap in the linen drawer or closet. * • * Cover Apples.—Apples, either baked or as applesauce, have a better flavor when cooked in a covered rather than an uncov ered container. toxins. Second, Calotabs are diuretic to the kidneys, promoting the elimination of cold poisons from the blood. Thus Calotabs serve the double purpose of a purgative and diuretic, both of which are needed in the treatment of colds. Calotabs are quite economical; only twenty-five cents for the family package, ten cents for the trial package.—(adv.) IF YOU'RE ALWAYS HING COLDS READ THIS SOMEBODY TOLD ME THIS RELIEVES A HEAD COLD IN A HURRY T his specialized medication— Vicks' Va-tro-nol—is expressly designed for the nose and upper throat, where most colds begin— and grow. Used in time—at the first sneeze or sniffle or irritation in the nose—it helps to prevent many colds, or to throw off head colds in their early stages. Even when your head is all clogged up from a cold, Va-tro-nol brings comfort ing relief—lets you breathe again! LADY, THEY DIDN'T TELL YOU HALF-JUST USE IT SOON ENOUGH AND IT HELPS PREVENT MANY COLDS, Vicks Vatro-nol Kttp it Handy.. .Vs* it Earty Difficulties Aid Difficulties are meant to rouse, not discourage.—Channing. Avenging Wrongs ! It costs more to avenge wrongs than to bear them. Calotabs Help Nature To Throw Off a Cold