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THE SUN, NEWBERRY, S. C, MAY 8, 1942 Eleanor Roosevelt •MOON IS DOWN’ One of the readers of my column out in Michigan sends me a note to tell me that one of his Norwegian friends feels that Mr. Steinbeck did not bring out sufficiently strongly, in “The Moon Is Down,’’ the cruel treatment which the Nazis have in flicted upon the people of Norway. It seems to me that, perhaps, John Steinbeck in painting the picture he did of the old time German offi cers in the new Nazi frame, brought home something which might not have been believed if it had not been done in just that way. Many of us think of the young Storm Troopers as having been con ditioned from childhood to cruelty. We do not realize how impossible it is for the older soldiers, in spite of ■what their feelings may be, to change to the Nazi theory of government and to prevent it from taking toll of the subject peoples. The picture Steinbeck paintec lacked no horrors for me. • • • ARTISTS IN WARTIME NEW YORK CITY.—Miss Luise Rainer came to luncheon with me one day. I had not seen her for Some time and I was happy to talk with her again. She has such a keen desire to make her art of use in this period. All the other artists with whom I have talked feel the same way. They have a conception of the need which many of us, par ticularly the soldiers who are far from home, must feel at this time. This need is for warmth in hu man contacts. We want to feel this warmth portrayed on the stage and on the screen, to hear it in music, and to read such things as will lift the spirit and leave one still con scious of the world of love which lies around us in the midst of a world of hate. After lunch, I went over to the naval hospital for a visit with Frank lin Junior. It is certainly a des perately difficult thing for these young people to be obliged by ill ness to be laid up for a while. They seem to think that fate is treating them very badly. Franklin Junior longs for the day when he can walk out of the hospital and back to his ship. * * * YOUTH ACTIVITIES NASHVILLE, TENN.—One after noon I caught a train for Trenton, N. J., and spoke at a banquet which closed the fourth annual session of the New Jersey Youth Legislature. The YMCA has been carrying on this work with the Hi-Y clubs, which take in boys of high school age. They study phases of government during the year, go to Princeton and have a preliminary session and then end by actually going through all the motions of legislative pro cedure at Trenton. They look like a fine group of young people and those I had an opportunity to meet were very interesting. Governor Edison made an excel lent speech. I think I have rarely had an audience ask more pertinent questions. Afterwards, before catch ing my train, I stopped at the Y to look in at a dance given for the service men who come in from neighboring camps. The train was crowded—people stood in the aisles all the way to New York city. Most of them were service men on two- day furloughs. One of them gave me a seat, and so we talked to gether and I signed innumerable au tographs until we reached New York city. Next morning, after a short time of work with Miss Thompson, I took a plane for Nashville, Tenn., where the Southern Conference for Human Welfare is being held this year. * • * FLYING RESTRICTION NEW YORK CITY—I returned one morning from Nashville, Tenn., after waiting quite a time in the mid dle of the night for a delayed plane. This is the first trip I have taken where we have been made to draw our window curtains at each stop. Most of the time it seemed hardly worth while to open them in be tween, so the plane was like a dark ened room. One of the things I always enjoy most about flying is the feeling of being in the sky able to look at the clouds. But this enjoyment is evi dently out for the duration of the war. Instead, we are just a group of people isolated in a machine which is flying through space. So far as we are concerned, we know nothing of the outer world or our direction. It is rather uncomforta ble, perhaps too much like what is happening to most of us in the world today. —Buy Defense Bonds— * * * ENCOURAGEMENT I have just been told of a plan which Walter Damrosch, president of the American Academy of Arts and Letters, has announced. They plan to give grants of $1,000 each per year to ten gifted non-members who are doing creative work in art, literature and music. Of course, this is the time above all others to encourage the arts in this country. People everywhere need this kind of outlet from the tragedy of war and the democracies are the only na tions where free art can exist. Kathleen Norris Says: Remember Your Mother Today (Bell Syndicate—WNU Service.) Your mother's heart is going to follow you wherever you are—in camp, in the air or far of) on dangerous seas. These are dark days for mothers; as never before your mother needs a message from you this Mother's day. By KATHLEEN NORRIS G OOD mothers are the most valuable thing in the world. All the love, ap preciation, respect, honor that good mothers get isn’t one-tenth enough for them. No nation has ever been just in recognizing what good mothers do; mothers are never publicly rewarded; they get no decorations, no high places. But the fact remains that they are the most valuable persons in the world. Mothers’ lives have two phases. The first is giving: the second is receiving. They like the giving years best; they love the time when the children are small, when love and service keep them busy every moment of the day, when they drop into bed exhausted every night. It is one of the Divine decrees that a good mother shall love her job. To the skeptical, sophisticated out sider’s eye that job looks dull enough. It means the early sum mons of an alarm clock, a cold dark kitchen turned into a place of warmth and light; it means bub bling oatmeal and the opening of milk-bottles; it means crib blankets to air, school lunches, rubbers, good bye kisses, telephone, grocer, pick ing up small pajamas, making small beds, planning of meals, baking of potatoes, help with homework, dishes to wash, scratches and bumps to soothe, cough medicine, scolding, guiding, judging, consoling, advis ing. An Endless List. This list of the normal cares and duties of a good mother could go on for several columns before we come to the emergencies and great occasions that make special de mands on her; events like Christ mas, parties, illnesses, accidents, moves to new neighborhoods, finan cial crises. All these Mother has to meet, and it is upon Mother’s atti tude toward them that the whole family’s position depends. For Mother is the family weather- vane. If she is cheerful, if home is a pleasant place to which to return, if she likes her job, then everyone is happy, and the benefit derived by her husband and children from her strength and fineness is beyond all calculating. It will go with those children through every day of their lives. A happy, unburdened, un afraid childhood actually means a happy, unafraid life. No money can buy that particular security, but Mother—and only Mother—can give it. Outwardly drudgery, her busy, self-sacrificing, tiring days. But in wardly they are filled with that glo ry that comes to human beings who are living their destined lives to the full. The second phase of a mother’s life is the hard one. All through her girlhood and young woman-hood and proud maturity she has been hear ing that there is agony ahead; the agony of having the children grow up, become independent, select their own mates and go into the world to live their own lives. But that is a pain that must be experienced to be appreciated. The children simply don’t need her any more. She can’t quite be lieve it! The tumbled beds and tum bled heads, the tom frocks and cut fingers, the Christmas surprises and vacation trips, the young, sweet faces pressed against hers, the lan guid small hand of the little con valescent reaching for her own—all gone! Empty rooms in her house. “Tom’s room, the girls’ room.” NO JUST REWARD? “No nation,” says Kathleen Norris, “has been just in recog nizing what good mothers do.” But she believes that, because a good mother loves her job, she finds her reward in the joy of doing it well. She loves every minute of those early years when her life is an endless succession of rubbers, measles, school lunch boxes, stray cats. And she loves the memory of those years after her children have grown up and discovered that they no longer need her. Today, busy and cou rageous as always, she asks no other reward. Empty spaces in her heart; no use making hot cakes on this frosty morning; she can’t eat them and they aren’t permitted on Dad’s diet. No use picking up a small padlock and chain, a doll’s hat, a box of crayons in the store; nobody at home is small enough to shriek with excitement when they are presented. If those early days called for strength of mind and body, these later ones make even heavier de mands on her soul. Her Duty Is to Be Happy. Resign yourself to being to your children only the loved memory of their happy youth. Never question them as to how often they write you or come to see you. Their lives are parted irrevocably from yours now; such services as you can do them or the grandchildren are just so much pure gold, pressed down and running over the richness of life. Nothing is your “right,” your “due,” to be claimed with com plaints and reproaches. Your duty is to be happy, busy, preoccupied, without any reference to them. The mother of whom sons and daughters boast is the mother whose life is independently, indi vidually occupied, so that to keep be loved grandchildren over a week end, or go to a son’s house for an interval of housekeeping or nursing during the younger wife’s absence, is to grant a favor. So much for duty, a mother’s last duty to the children. But those chil dren have a duty, too, and now when the year brings around Moth er’s day it is a duty so mixed with love, pleasure, memory, and honor that its warmth and beauty fill the land. Flower shops, candy makers, telegraph boys, telephone operators, mail men, are all kept busy while American sons and daughters turn back for just one happy day, to think of Mother. Needs a Message. And believe me, speaking for all mothers today, no matter how busy that wonderful mother of yours may be, no matter how sensibly and bravely she has accepted the facts of your marriage, your absorption in things outside her reach, she’s going to remember that it’s Moth er’s day; she’s going to keep one ear free for the telephone, the other for the doorbell; her heart and her prayers are going to follow you wherever you are—in camp, in the air, far off on the dangerous blue seas. A Canadian woman showed me a letter she received last Mother’s day. No money on earth could buy the penciled half-sheet a young flier sent home to his mother that day. It said, “Loving you, having a glo rious time, praying every night for Mom. Davy.” This year she won’t have any let ter. But she’s got that one safe. (Released by Western Newspaper Unlon.l A Pioneer Soil-Builder GRICULTURAL leaders who preach the gospel of soil im provement as a weapon for winning the war might profitably read some of the sermons delivered more than two centuries ago by Dr. Jared El iot, farmer-minister-doctor of Kill- ingsworth, Conn. The contributions of this pioneer soil scientist to the cause of conservation and improved farming methods are described in a brochure issued recently by the United States department of agri culture, entitled: “Early American Soil Conservationists.” Generations before the menace of soil erosion was generally under stood, Eliot was devising methods of combating it. He conducted ex periments with primitive fertilizers, advocated legumes as soil-building crops, recommended the better use of manures and invented improved farm implements. Bom in 1685, Eliot was the father of American agricultural literature. He early realized that the farming methods of his day meant ultimate disaster unless corrected. “Year after year,” says the bro chure, “settlers grew the same kind of crops ... In the sections heavily populated before the Revolution, crops became poorer, until farmers abandoned much of the land . . . Settlers acted as if vegetation was an enemy of man and removed it DR. JARED ELIOT (Copy of portrait from Eliot’s “Essay Upon Field Husbandry,” courtesy Columbia University Press.) ruthlessly with fire and ax. They pushed farther and farther west, burning and chopping as they went. What does it matter, they thought, if we wear out a field in a few years. No matter how much land we spoil, there will always be plenty more.” Riding horseback over the coun tryside, ministering to his parishion ers and caring for the sick, Eliot observed the way other farmers tilled their land. At a time when practically nobody was interested in conserving the soil, he resolved to improve the crops and build up fast- declining fertility. The results of his study and exper imentation were embodied into a se ries of essays, the first of which was published in 1748. These es says were powerful sermons on the necessity of redeeming the soil’s fer tility. The importance of such a crusade may be appreciated when it is con sidered that there were practically no books or bulletins available at the time. Unlike farmers of today. Colonial land-tillers could not turn for assistance and advice to the agronomists of state agricultural colleges or experiment stations. Commercial fertilizers, as we know them today, were not in existence. There were no departments of agri culture, no organized crop improve ment experiments, no county agents, no soil conservation service. In his soil-building program, Eliot recommended drainage wherever necessary. He realized that, as a result of erosion, heavy soils were concentrated in some places and sandy soils in others. So he con sidered the problem of restoring the original texture of the soil so that eroded lands might once again be come productive. In addition to mix ing soils of different textures, he also favored burning clay and peat together and using the ashes to en rich the soil. He recognized the value of limestone and shell sand and also subscribed to the princi ple of building fertility by means of plowing under legumes. By constantly talking and writing about the importance of soil con servation up to the time of his death in ’ 1763, Eliot began a movement that has grown until today practical ly everyone in America knows that the soil must be conserved. An advocate of deep plowing, El iot invented a drill which would open a furrow, plant seed and drop ma nure in a single operation. He ob tained the co-operation of President Clap of Harvard college and of 3e- nonai Hylliard, a village blacksmith, in designing the tool. Eliot’s essays preached that a prosperous agriculture is dependent upon good pastures. Thus many of the soil conservation measures he advocated were designed for pasture improvement. Besides manures and lime, he employed red clover, timo thy and various wild grasses. IMPROVED UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL S UNDAY I chool Lesson By HAROLD L. LUNDQUIST, D. D. Of The Moody Bible Institute of Chicago. (Released by Western Newspaper Union.) Lesson for May 10 Lesson subjects and Scripture texts se lected and copyrighted by International Council of Religious Education; used by permission. MONDAY: THE DAY OF AUTHORITY LESSON TEXT—Matthew 21:12-22. GOLDEN TEXT—My house shall be called a house of prayer for all peoples.—Isaiah 56:7. Modern presentations of Christ in picture and sermon often give the impression that He was an effemi nate man who went about doing gen tle little deeds of kindness. One al most feels that He spoke in a half whisper and that He fearfully avoid ed the difficulties and dangers of life. Such a picture of Christ, whether in words or on canvas, was never obtained from the Bible. Yes, He was gentle and kind; He did go about doing good; He was altogeth er humble—but why give the false impression that gentleness means weakness, kindness means a senti mental softness, etc. These are the virtues of a strong man and such was our Christ. He was a manly man who so excited the admiratien of the boys in the temple that they shouted a holy “Hurrah” (Hosanna —in Hebrew). On Monday as our Lord came into the city He saw and dealt with the fruitless fig tree and later in the day He cleansed the temple. This seems to be the order of the events (see Mark 11) and we will so consider them. I. Jesus Stimulates Faith by an Act of Judgment (w. 18-22). In the morning as Jesus returned to Jerusalem, He was hungry. He had probably spent the night in prayer after His time of fellowship with the disciples (Mark 11:11). It was early spring, and normally not the time for figs to be ready to eat, but He saw a tree which already had foliage on it. Since the leaves form after the fruit. He properly looked for figs—green, perhaps, but even so useable for food—and there were none. In a swift miracle of judgment, He condemned the tree, which soon withered. Some have assumed that He acted in anger, but that is evi dently not so. His act was « sign to Israel and to us. The fig tree was a figure of Israel (see Hosea 9:10, Joel 1:7, Luke 13:6-9). They as a nation had the outward signs of fruit, that is, the “leaves” of tem ple worship, teaching of the law, etc., but there was no fruit of re pentance and faith, of real love for God (see Rom. 2:17-23). Judgment was certain, and our Lord cursed a useless, fruitless tree to try to awak en the people to their need. So our Lord comes to us—to look below the foliage of Christian pro fession, of our charities and benevo lences, of our correct doctrinal views—to see if there is any fruit of real Christian living. How often He must turn away in sadnesd because there is none. This miracle was not only a sign of judgment; it was used by our Lord to stimulate the disciples’ faith. What they had seen was only an indication of what faith (and note it was their faith) could do. The prom ise of God to those who, abiding in Christ and with His Word abiding in their heart, ask according to His will, in faith nothing doubting, is without limit. II. Jesus Stimulates Praise by an Act of Authority (vv. 12-17). For a second time He drove out from His Father’s house those who had made it a place of merchan dise, of commercialized thievery. This is a majestic picture. The Son of God and Son of Man steps into the center of this unholy traffic and with mighty, holy indignation (not anger) drives it out. The people who had suffered long because of this religious racket, which paid a nice “cut” to the priests themselves (probably as a “gift” even as such things are managed in our day), were jubilant. The boys who were in the temple (for such is doubtless the meaning of “children” in v. 15) were so de lighted at this magnificent exercise of His divine authority that they broke out into “Hosannas,” which, as we have suggested, were really a holy “Hurrah.” Well, why not? Hur rah for our Lord! He will not tol erate iniquity even though it hides under the cloak of religioft. He is not afraid to speak out and to act against sin and corruption. Possibly the church would reach a good many more men and boys in our day if it would step out in faith to fight the wrong and support the right. Then maybe the young men would shout, “Hurrah for the church,” instead of some of the things they are saying. The chief priests and scribes were “sore displeased” (v. 15) both by the acts of Jesus and the praise of the boys. They would be! And they have a host of descendants who hold places of authority today—yes, even in the church—who would be much displeased if such things were to happen now. But why fear them? Is it not high time that the people of God honored their Lord both by faith and good works, regardless of what men may say? Ought we not to please God rather than men (see Acts 5:29 and Ps. 56:4)? NEW IDEAS xy Ip* cMoswe-mciheM By Ruth Wyeth Spears ' I 'HE covering of many chintz chairs today is hand sewn to the chair padding. Such covers have trim lines and may be ripped off easily for cleaning or washing. The sketch at the lower left shows how covered cord welting is bast ed and stitched to outside pieces of the cover which have been cut on the chair with an accurate seam allowance. When the seam edges have been pressed back the piece is pinned on and sewn with matching heavy duty thread, as at the lower right. • • • • NOTE: Clip and keep this article at this sketch is not in any of the homemak ing booklets prepared by Mrs. Spears for our readers. But Book 8 contains direc tions for making the chai- .. ne as well as 30 other things to make . i what the average household has on hand, or from inexpensive new materials. Send your or der to: MRS. RUTH WYETH SPEARS Bedford Hills New York Drawer 16 Enclose io cents for Book 8. Name Address (v.o-{V0~C v -< v *C v *C v -C v -C'-C v -< v -('~C v *C v *c ASK ME 7 ANOTHER! A quiz with answers offering ? information on various subjects ? The Questions 1. To what timepiece does this motto apply: “I count no hours but unclouded ones”? 2. 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