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THE SUN, NEWBERRY, S. C, NOVEMBER 14, 1941 WHO’S NEWS THIS WEEK By LEMUEL F. PARTON (Consolidated Features—WNU Service.) XJEW YORK.—We are quite cer- ' tain that there is a chipping sparrow out our way which didn’t stand still long enough to be count- _ ed, but at any StuffedLirdCutM rate Roger Peterton’s Count Tory Peter- To 5,750,000,000 s ° n ’ s national bird count of 5,750,000,000 receives respectful, even admiring attention, and no challenges or quibbles about it. Concurrently the National Audu bon society, of which Mr. Peterson is educational director, begins a drive for the protection of birds and other wild life in defense areas. At the age of 26, Mr. Peterson proved that bird lore can be made to yield a lot more than mere bird seed. That was in 1934, when he published his book, “Field Guide to the Birds.” As bird books go it was a best-seller, warmly praised not only by the somewhat eso teric cult of bird-fanciers, but by a much wider public, which appreciated its clarity and sim plicity. There came other edi tions and then his “Field Guide to Birds of the West,” and his “Junior Book of Birds,” of 1939. All in all, Mr. Peterson’s books and magazine articles were so successful that he has had plen ty of time to count birds—even five billions of them. He not only writes but illustrates his books, having emerged from the New York Art Students’ league as a highly qualified decorative artist. He is known as the best American authority on field identification erf birds. Mr. Peterson had an adventure at the convention of the society at Cape May last year, which, so far as we can learn, was not picked up by the news hawks at the time. It seems a group of ornithologists, Pe terson included, got up at 4:30 to clock a scheduled hawk migration. It didn’t come off and all were downhearted until a rumor got around that a black-necked stilt had been seen near the lighthouse pond. There had been no stilt in this sec tion since 1870. The party set out for the spot. Finally far across the pond, inaccessible to any dry land ap proach, the bird was sighted. Mr. Peterson said it would be necessary to approach as near as possible, disturb the bird, and then observe its flight care fully. He and William Fish vol unteered to brave the mud and cold. They waded in, and it times were up to their armpits in slimy mud. Finally Peterson waved his arms at the stilt. It didn’t move. Approaching near er, they discovered it was as stiff as a plank. The convention finally ran down the story. The National Academy of Sciences at Philadelphia had had a housecleaning and heaved out a lot of stuffed birds. Some rival bird fans of the Delaware valley had re trieved the stilt and set it up across the pond. • T TP IN Maine, on last summer’s holiday, this writer talked with an old road-side philosopher who was concer.ied with problems aris- _ _ , „ ing from the Prof.Perry Boldly lengthening Trumpet* an ‘Old life - span in Age Movement’ is land. “They don’t do much dyin’ up here,”. he said. “Down at West Newton, they had to shoot an old feller, just to start a graveyard.” Professor Ralph Barton Per ry, of the faculty of philosophy of Harvard university, is simi larly concerned about old age, but for a different reason. In a brilliant essay in a recent issue of the Princeton Alumni Week ly, he rallies the oldsters against being "hustled around by their Juniors in politics; he notes the capitulation of wise old age to bumptious youth, and chal lenges Rabbi Ben Ezra by in sisting that there’s no use grow ing old with him, or anybody else, if old-age is to be merely a tolerated short-ender in the life sweepstakes. “The most striking evidence of the down fall of the aged,” writes Profes sor Perry, “is to be found in the domestic circle.” “The authority of the father was first broken by the mother, and the children poured through the breach. The last remnant of paternal au thority was the period in which the father was an ogre, who came home at the end of the day to deal with major offenses. He was no longer magistrate, only executioner. “But even this role disappeared when domestic criminology was modernized and the child’s insubor dination was regarded as a person ality problem, to be solved by love, hygiene and psychoanalysis.” (Released by Western Newspaper Union.) Historic Operation VTIRGINIA is famous as the ’ “Mother-of-Presidents,” as the state which gave America some of her greatest soldiers and explorers as well as statesmen. But on No vember 11 this year she Can take note of the fact that it was just 140 years ago that she gave to the na tion a man who was destined to make medical history and whose name future generations of suffering Americans were to call blessed. For he was Ephraim McDowell. McDowell was bom in Rockbridge county November 11, 1771. At the age of 12 he was taken by his father to the frontier town of Danville in Kentucky. After a brief term in a Virginia seminary young McDowell began the study of medicine in a doctor’s office in Staunton. Then he went to Scotland but returned to America after two years’ study in the University of Edinburgh. In 1795 he returned to Danville to begin practice. Within 10 years McDowell had become the best- known surgeon on the Kentucky fron tier and whenever one of the set tlers needed an operation that was beyond the skill of local doctors, word was sent to Danville. Then McDowell hastily crammed his drugs and his instruments into his saddle bags and set out along wilder ness trails to the aid of the sufferer. In 1809 he was called upon to make such a call and the opera tion which he performed at that time is the one which made surgical history. The call came from the log cabin of Mrs. Jane Todd Crawford, near Greentown, known today as Greensburg, 60 miles from Danville. In a letter which McDowell wrote to Robert Thompson, a medical stu dent in Philadelphia years later, he gave this account of that operation: “I was sent for in 1809 to deliver a Mrs. Crawford, living near Green- town, of twins, as the two attending physicians supposed. Upon exami nation, I soon ascertained that she was not pregnant, but had a large tumor in the abdomen which moved easily from side to side. I told the lady I could do her no good and candidly stated to her her deplora ble situation; informed her that John Bell, Hunter, Hey and A. Wood, four of the first and most eminent surgeons in England and Scotland, had uniformly declared in their lec tures that such was the temper of the peritoneal inflammation that opening the abdomen to extract the tumor was inevitable death. But, notwithstanding this, if she thought herself prepared to die, I would take the lump from her, if she would come to Danville. She came in a few days after my return home, and in six days I opened her side and extracted one of the ovaria . . she was perfectly well in 25 days.” The doctor’s laconic version of the historic incident leaves out all of the drama. For there was drama in it —the story of how word that Mc Dowell was going to perform an op eration which was almost certain to be fatal spread through the town, how one of the preachers devoted a sermon to the proposed “murder,” how his fellow-townsmen threatened to lynch him if the operation failed, and how his nephew and partner. Dr. James McDowell, tried to dis suade him from going on with it. Then there is the story of how he decided to operate on Christmas day when the prayers of all the world would help create a favorable at mosphere for the attempt; how Mrs. Crawford tried to forget the agony of the operation, performed without anesthetics, by singing hymns; how the mob outside the doctor’s cabin, hearing her anguished voice, tried to break in the door and stop the op eration and how, finally, when they were told that the operation was successful and the patient still lived, their anger turned to admiration for the heroic doctor and his equally he roic patient and “the air was riven by a cheer.” ,, Mrs. Crawford lived for 33 years after the operation. Later she mi grated to Indiana and is buried near I Graysville. But today in McDowell | park in Danville a monument, erect ed by the Kentucky Medical society and its women’s auxiliary, stands near the towering shaft which was erected to the memory of her doc tor by the Kentucky Medical society in 1879. The modern highway, bor dered with dogwood, between Dan ville and Greensburg, called the Jane Todd Crawford Memorial Trail, also honors this pioneer heroine. LET THE GOBBLER STRUT ITS STUFF! (See Recipes Below) THANKSGIVING This holiday is ours! As you bustle about and plan this year’s Thanks giving dinner, re member this is the day we give our thanks for the bounteous harvest of the year, for the peace and the prosperity, singu larly ours. Re member, too, and cherish the fore sight of the Pilgrims who had the courage to start carving out this land of ours! Yes, this holiday is ours, so let it be filled with the spirit of the day and wholehearted thanks. Some foods are synonymous with Thanksgiving without which the day wouldn’t be complete, but don’t get into a rut about having the same dinner every year, vary the trim mings a bit and fascinate the family. Thin wisps of croutons will in trigue if you serve them in the oy ster stew. •Oyster Stew. (Serves 6 to 8) 1 pint oysters 4 tablespoons butter 1 quart milk Salt and pepper Put cleaned oysters, oyster liquor strained, butter and seasonings in a Saucepan and simmer gently until oysters curl at the edges. Heat the milk, add to the oysters and serve at once. Has the family become a trifle weary of your old stuffing? Then try this savory new one with yummy sausage flavoring which is right at home with either tur key, goose, duck or chicken. The sausage stuffing will do a proud job with stuffed veal, pork or shoulder of lamb: •Sausage Stuffing. (Makes 6 cups) 4 cups soft bread crumbs % cup butter 3 tablespoons chopped onion % teaspoon salt Pepper Vz teaspoon sage or thyme Vz cup chopped celery 2 cups sausage in the bulk Melt butter, add onion and cook until it becomes yellow. Add bread crumbs mixed with seasonings. Mix in chopped celery and sausage. Cook 2 minutes, stirring constantly. ♦Turkey. Small birds are allowed 25 to 30 minutes per pound for baking, large birds, 22 to 25 minutes per pound. Your oven should be set at 325 to 350 degrees. •Sweet Potato Puff. (Serves 10 to 12) 4 cups mashed sweet potato 2 tablepsoons fat 1 egg LYNN SAYS: To clean the turkey, singe it first, then remove the pin feath ers with tweezers. Scrub the out side with water. The inside should be wiped with a damp cloth. If there is any foreign odor, a half teaspoon of baking soda may be added to the water with which the turkey is scrubbed. Allow 1 pound of turkey to each person. Allow 1 cup of stuffing to each pound of turkey. When stuffing, be sure to put some in the neck for this will give the bird a good full shape. Fasten the skin from the neck to the back. Stuff the cavity but do not pack since dressing swells. For good roasting and easier carving truss the bird, by insert ing a long needle through breast, through rib at the base of the thigh. Draw the cord through and bring the string across by pulling the cord through the open ings formed by folding the wings triangularly onto the back. Tie the cords. Insert the needle through the drumstick joints, bring the cord around the tail, through the back bone, and tie securely. Remove cord before serving. THIS WEEK’S MENU •Oyster Stew Croutons •Roast Turkey •Sausage Stuffing •Cranberry Orange Relish •Sweet Potato Puff •Brussels Sprouts •Hot Rolls Celery Curls Pickled Beets •Pumpkin or Mincemeat Tarts Hot Coffee •Recipe Given Salt and pepper % cup milk or V* cup evaporated milk and V* cup water. Add the melted fat, seasonings and milk to the potatoes. Beat the egg separately, add yolk first and fold in white to the potato. Place in a buttered casserole dish, set in a pan containing hot water and bake 15 to 50 minutes at 375 degrees un til light and puffy. Marshmallows may be placed on top of casserole during last 7 minutes of baking time. With all the soft food of the meal, you’ll want something crispy and tart as a relish. •Cranberry-Orange Relish. (Serves 12) 2 cups cranberries, cleaned, washed 2 oranges, whole 1 cup sugar Grind all the fruit together by put ting through a coarse food grinder. Mix the ground fruit with sugar and let stand about an hour before serving. •Brussels Sprouts. Brussels sprouts lend a bright touch of green when served plain with butter or crumbled, cooked chestnuts. Pick the dead leaves off the sprouts, then soak them in cold salted water for % hour. Wash and put in boiling water and let cook until just tender, about 15 to 17 min utes. Drain, reheat, and serve after seasoning. •Magic Yeast Rolls. 3 cups bread flour 1 teaspoon salt Vz cup butter 3 eggs 1 teaspoon vanilla Vz cup sugar (rolled in later) 1 tablespoon sugar 1 cup chopped nuts Vi cup milk V* cup hot water 2 packages granular yeast Sift flour. Add to IVs cups of flour the salt and shortening. Com bine as for pie crust. Combine milk and hot water. When luke-warm, add yeast and 1 tablespoon sugar. Combine with first mixture; beat until smooth. Cover and let stand 20 minutes. Add eggs, vanilla and the rest of the flour. Stir until it becomes a smooth, sticky dough, but stiff. Tie dough into a clean cloth (wring out in cold water first). Drop in a pail of cool water. In an hour the dough will rise to the top. Remove and turn on a platter and cut into pieces the size of an egg. Roll in sugar and nut mixture. Twist into figure eights. Shape and turn onto a greased pan. Let stand 5 minutes and bake 10 minutes at 425 degrees F. Remember how mother used to make her pumpkin pie and tarts the day before and how good they al ways tasted after they stood in the cool pantry over night? Why not try it this time? It’ll save you a great deal of fuss on the big day it self besides giving the tarts a chance to mellow and ripen for ex tra good flavor. •Pumpkin Filling. (Makes 1 large pie or 10 to 12 tarts) 1% cups prepared pumpkin % cup brown sugar 1 teaspoon cinnamon % teaspoon ginger 1 teaspoon salt 2 eggs IVi cups milk For fresh pumpkin, steam or bake until soft and put through a sieve. Add remaining ingredients in order given. Turn into crust lined pie tin or tart pans and bake first in a very hot (450 degrees) oven, then reduce temperature to 325 degrees and bake 25 minutes. (Released by Western Newspaper Union.) Y-Y-YES OR N-N-NO? The young couple stood before the parson. Both seemed very fright ened. The parson glanced at the young man. “Do you,” he said slowly, “take this woman to be your lawful wed ded wife?” “I—I really don’t know,” stam mered the young man nervously. The parson turned to the girl. “And do you,” he asked, “take this man to be your lawful wed ded husband?” “Well,” hesitated the girl, “I’m beginning to wonder.” The parson nodded. “That’s great!” he cried grimly. “I now pronounce you man and wife—maybe!” GLANCE “Have you ever been introduced to Miss Golden?” “No, but our eyes have met.” Opportunity Mrs. Smythe-Brown was making the final arrangements for her elab orate reception. “Bridget,” she said to her old ser vant, “for the first ■'9 minutes after six o’clock I want you to stand at the drawing room and call guests’ names as they arrive.” Bridget’s face lit up. “Very well, ma’am,” she replied. “I’ve been wantin’ to do that to some of yoA friends for years.’/ That’s Different “Mr. Swiggs—Er—ah, that is N can —er I—will you—?” “Why, yes, my boy; you may have her.” “How’s that? Have whom?” “My daughter, o’ course.' You want to marry her, don’t you?” “No, sir; I just wanted to find out if you would endorse my note for $100.” '“Certainly not. Why, I hardly know you.” Clever Mr. Fly “A movie actor I would be,” Said clever Mr. Fly. “I’m fitted for the work you see, And I will tell you why:— For years, if you have watched, you’ve seen My little wife and me In funny stunts upon the screen. We’d do for comedy.” Hurt Much? “What was the noise in Professor Blank’s room?” “Don’t know, unless it was Brown.” “What happened.” “He fell down on his exam.” STICK-SAND “That must be the great Gobi Desert we hear so much about in cross word puzzles.” Half a Loaf The plumber was a mild sort of man, but he could Aiot get away from the fact that his assistant was extremely lazy. For a time he said nothing, but at last he could contain his exas peration no longer. “Bill, you get on my nerves stand ing there with both hands in your pockets,” he said. “For heaven’s sake, take one of them out.” Careful The village fire brigade stood by watching the third story of a build ing blazing merrily. When ques tioned by an onlooker about their in activity, the captain replied, bland ly: “Our hoses ain’t any too powerful, mister. “We’ll ’ave a better chance when the fire gets to the second floor!” The Angling Girl Here’s to the girl! Who can handle a rod, And land a big fish all alone; If she’s nifty and true, We know what she’ll do When she gets a small “school” of her own. A Busy Lady She cannot do the things she used To do some years ago. Since her father bought an auto, She hasn’t time, you know. The Heights “Is he lazy?” “He is. He’ll go into a revolving door and then wait for somebody to come along and turn it around.” • Father Webster Willie—Pa, what’s a bachelor? Pa—Lucky, my son. Lucky Birdman When the birdman fears a lecture And his wife begins to rile He leaves nothing to conjecture. But flies up at least a mile. VISIT IN MINNESOTA In our St. Cloud, Minn., visit we stayed with Mrs. Albert G. Whitney. It was a very memorable experi ence, for it was not often that one finds an older woman who has kept the ability to manage her own life and to do the things she enjoys do ing. She still makes a pleasant homelike center, to which her chil dren and grandchildren come with great joy. Miss Thompson and I were very grateful for her hospitality. We spent an hour or more in the morn ing at work, after which I had the pleasure of seeing four young peo ple. They came with a boy who was with the International Students in stitute at Campobello last summer, and is still at the University of Minnesota. At two o’clock, I started out, in spite of occasional snow flakes inter spersed with rain, and visited eight public schools. From the primary grades up to the high school, they lined the streets outside their vary ous schools to greet me. Large Veterans’ Hospital. Finally, at about three o’clock, we reached the veterans’ hospital, for mental cases, one of the largest I have seen. Some of ^the patients were gath ered in ti(e recreation room and sang and played for me. How much music can mean to these men, and how they enjoy the violins, piano and the men’s chorus! I spoke to them briefly and went into one of the wards to see some of the men who could not be out. One is happy to think that these men have care and pleasant surround ings, and yet it tugs at one’s heart to see old and young men, some of them seeming entirely normal, oth ers seeming already to have left the world around them, so far as their minds are concerned. One hopes 1 that many may be restored to health. Back to New York. I was back at Mrs. Whitney’s house a little while after four. We had a cup of tea, then a little more work, and a rest before dinner. Aft er my talk and the questions which followed, we drove all the way into Minneapolis. This meant getting to the hotel Nicolett at about 11:30, and being up next morning to catch a five-o’clock plane for Chicago. I confess that I was more worried that the plane would not fly, than I was about a few hours of sleep. Once on the plane, I went off to sleep again until we reached Chicago, only wak ing up to talk to a newspaper wom an from Milwaukee. Breakfast in the Chicago airport restaurant, and then a comfortable trip to New York city, • • • Bulbs Bloom All Winter If You Start Them Now A SUCCESSION of lovely blooms in your home all winter! That’s your reward—if you star! potting bulbs now. Clever to choose stunning “show pieces” that flower at different periods—white callas start bloom- Flowers at Different Periods. ing in January, colorful amaryllis and daffodils a little later. Before these and in between you can always have the fragrant nar cissus. Just start a fresh batch every two weeks in a bowl of wa ter and pebbles. Keep in a dark spot until growth starts and be sure the lower third of each bulb is in water. • • • Our 32-page booklet tells how to raise favorite flowering and foliage plants, ferns, bracket plants. Tells how to pot bulbs, also how to grow bulbs, vines and other material in water. Send your order to: READER-HOME SERVICE (33 Sixth Avenue New York City Enclose 10 cents in coin for your copy of MAKING PLANTS AND FLOWERS GROW INDOORS. Name Address Delicious Recipes Free Would you like to try a brand new delightful recipe for Apple Cake, Coffee Cake, Herb Bread, Or ange Bread and dozens of other appetizing recipes? Just drop a post card to Standard Brands, Inc., Dept. W, 691 Washington Street, New York City, find you will re ceive a grand cook book absolutely free.—Adv. DISAPPEARS PINETR0 FOR GOLDS’ COUGHS That’s what stain less white Penetro does when rubbed on your chest, throat. Disappears like a vanishing cream. Almost in stantly sets up gen tle counter-irritant action, soothes, speeds local circulation. Inhaled medicated vapors help you relax and sleep! Rub tonight with Penetro, get better rest . . . one of Nature’s greatest cold misery fighters. GIRL SCOUT ACTIVITIES One afternoon the rain came down and made the ceremony at the Girl Scouts’ “Little House” a trifle damp for everyone. We went out to the garden ‘and watchqd the girls cook ing under real difficulty, but the plate of food they handed me was very good. I took a taste of each thing and then passed my plate along to Father Moore, who had left the NYA advisory committee meeting with me to see the girls at work. We visited all the different branches of work, saw the first aid class in action, girls knitting, mak- ! ing pottery, cooking and, finally, re turned to the living room, where a group of colored Girl Scouts were singing charmingly. After listening to one or two songs, and admiring their chart for health and morale, . Mrs. C. Leslie Glenn, representing the National Girl Scouts, presented 1 Father Moore with the Girl Scout Medal. PENETRO A Ready Hook Luck affects everything; let your hook always be cast; in the stream where you least expect it, there will be fish.—Ovid. Have You Tried DR. TUTTS PILLS? Created in 1845 for the relief of consdpation. Boy them! Try them! TODAY Useful to Others True charity is the desire to be useful to others without thoughts of compensation.—Swedenborg. They have given the medal this year to four men who have been of great assistance to the organiza tion, and one of their officers has been designated to present it. In this case, since Father Moore was iresent, Mrs. Glenn, who had been chosen to present him with this med al, pinned it on his clerical coat. He was really touched and came back with me to the White House, wearing it proudly. Even though I gave him my plate of food, because he had worked through his luncheon hour and had had no food, I found that he was quite ready to have a cup of tea with us nn our return. By the time we came back.to the NYA national advisory committee meeting, they were nearly finished with their afternoon session and ad journed until the evening. We had a very pleasant small group of people gathered together for dinner. They were shown a 10- I minute film of the taking of a poll, which was interesting in showing the variety of people who are sampled in trying to arrive at an accurate estimate of public opinion. I ... , DESTROYER TORPEDOEING The news of the torpedoing of one of our destroyers off Iceland was the first thing that the President spoke of on the morning after the incident and that cast a shadow over the whole day. I can not help but think of every one of the men and their families, who are anxious ly awaiting news. When this is translated into terms of a specific destroyer on which your own child is serving, it makes it seem a very close and personal anxiety. r—Tactd ofi >. ADVERTISING • ADVERTISING represents the leadership of a nation. It points the way. We merely follow—follow to new heights of comfort, of convenience, of happiness. As time goes on advertis ing is used more and more, and as it is used more we all profit more. It's the way advertising has — of bringing a profit to everybody concerned, the consumer included