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THE SUN, NEWBERRY,
TDAY, DECEMBER 4. 1942
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Kathleen Norris Says:
Two Letters Present a Study in Contrast
Bell Syndicate—WNU Features.
William Tyler
Page
Released by Western Newspaper Jnion.
'American Creed’ Author
W HEN the new congress assem
bles in Washington in January
a familiar figure—one might almost
say a “congressional tradition”—
will be missing. For William Tyler
Page will not be there. His 61
years of continu
ous service on
Capitol Hill end
ed on October 20
when the man
who had been
one of the most
familiar figures
in the halls of
congress
died just
a day
after he
had cel
ebrated
his 74th birth
day..
For more than
half a century
Mr. Page had
been clerk of the
house of repre
sentatives. One
of his duties in
that post was to
assemble newly
elected mem
bers of congress,
before each new
session opened,
and teach them
the rules, ethics
and method of
procedure in con
gress. (This pic
ture at the right
shows him in a
typical pose, con
ducting a sym
posium of that
sort for “congressional freshmen.”)
William Tyler Page had a dis
tinguished ancestry. He was a lin
eal descendant of Carter Braxton,
a signer of the Declaration of Inde
pendence, and a collateral descend
ant of President John Tyler. He was
born in Frederick, Md., in 1868 and
on December 19, 1881, he was ap
pointed a page in the clerk’s office
of the house of representatives.
According to an oft-repeated sto
ry, the new page, who had ridden
in on a milk train from Frederick,
showed up at the Capitol wearing a
homespun suit of clothes that his
mother had sat up two nights to
make for him. He still had the
grime of printer’s ink on his hands
that were swollen from the strain
of feeding a piece-work press in a
paper-bag factory. He had been
forced to leave school at the age of
10 and for 13 years he had sup
ported his mother and himself.
Mr. Page worked up through the
ranks of Capitol employees until in
1919 he was elected clerk of the
house for the 66th congress, an of
fice he held until the Democratic
party gained control or congress in
1931. Then, because he was one of
the best informed men in the coun
try on house procedure and congres
sional work and because he was be
loved by members of both parties,
the Democrats and the Republicans
in the house joined in creating a new
office for him—that of minority
clerk emeritus, a lifetime job.
He was also a well-known writer
and in 1913 compiled “Page’s Con
gressional Handbook” which is the
authoritative guide for our national
legislature.
The bit of writing, however, which
promises to give his name immor
tality was “The American’s Creed,”
written in 1917 in a nation-wide com
petition, sponsored by the city of
Baltimore, for which he was award
ed a prize of $1,000. Long after
Americans have forgotten that Wil
liam Tyler Page had a record of 61
years of continuous service in the
national Capitol, they will be re
peating:
I believe In the United States of America
as a government of the people, by the peo
ple, for the people: whose just powers are
derived from the consent of the governed;
a democracy In a republic, a sovereign na
tion of many sovereign states; a perfect
Union, one and inseparable; established
upon those principles of freedom, equality,
justice and humanity for which American
patriots sacrificed their Uves and fortunes.
I therefore believe It Is my duty to my
country to love It, to support its Constitu
tion, to obey its laws, to respect its flag,
and to defend it against all enemies.
For that is “The American’s
Creed,” written by William Tyler
Page during World War I, and it
has a deeper meaning than ever be
fore now that this, “government of
the people, by the people, for the
people” is engaged in another great
struggle to defend those “principles
of freedom, equality, justice and hu
manity for which American pa
triots sacrificed their lives and for
tunes.”
Just as “The American’s Creed”
has made immortal the name of Wil
liam Tyler Page, so should the
“Pledge of Allegiance to the Flag”
make imperishable the name of
Francis Bellamy, although it is
doubtful if many Americans know
who wrote it. Bellamy, who was a
member of the editorial staff of the
Youth’s Companion, wrote it at the
office of that publication in Boston
one evening in August, 1892, for use
in the programs, sponsored by the
National Association of State Super
intendents of Education, for Colum
bus day in that year.
There are shortages of all sorts but we gel along famously,
and look forward to days when we shall laugh at all this.
w:
By KATHLEEN NORRIS
“t t THAT is the matter with
a woman when she has
everything that makes
life desirable,” writes Anne,
“and yet her days are filled with
restlessness and discontent? To
an outsider’s eye I would seem
to be one of the fortunate women
of the world, but in my own
heart there is hardly ever a mo
ment of happiness.
“My husband is in the serv
ice,” the letter goes on, “and
we are stationed, through the
peculiar and secret nature of his
work, at a small, dull post. There
are two other officers’ families
here, neither of the wives at all
congenial to me, though intimate
with each other. John is absorbed
in his work, often returning to his
laboratory after dinner, or going to
bed exhausted as soon as he has
finished it.
“My daughter, 10, is away at
school. I can take walks, read
books, knit, manicure my nails. We
are in magnificently beautiful coun
try, which no one at the post ever
seems to see. I have a horse, but
John doesn’t like me to ride very
far from the settlement alone.
Exciting Early Years.
“Perhaps,” Anne goes on, “if I
told you something of my earlier
life you might understand the situa
tion better. Don’t think me vain,
but it is only fair to say that my
appearance marked me out from
my very small-girl days for especial
notice. I had my first offer of mar
riage at 14; at 17 I was in Holly
wood, rapturous with excitement
over being, in very small parts, to
be sure, but actually in pictures.
Here I met John, handsome, rich,
clever, everything a girl’s heart de
sires. He was 34 when at 18 I be
came his wife. That was 12 years
ago.
“After Nancy was born I was in
valided for four years, gradually
getting back to health and strength
in the mountains of New Mexico.
Here John, who had never done any
thing serious in his life, met the
scientist who developed in him the
real gift he apparently has for chem
istry. And that was the end of fun
for me! No more trips abroad, no
more flying visits to New York to
see the plays and buy hats; no
more feeling myself pretty and ad
mired. Long before America en
tered the war John was dedicated
to this research that they say will
be of great value to our armed
forces some day.
Nearly Mad With Boredom.
“He is completely happy in his
work, Nancy loves her school, but
what about me? 1 have a fine cook
and housemaid; there is plenty of
money; but I am bored—bored—
bored! A delightful English officer
came here a month ago; he has
just gone, and I miss the compan
ionship, the stimulating friendship
so terribly that I feel lonelier and
more completely useless than be
fore. We have no hospital here; the
women meet every Wednesday for
Red Cross work, to discuss children,
rationing, ice-box cake and having
the porch steps painted, and though
I often join them I am nearly mad
with boredom all the time. What
use it is to me to have lovely clothes
and know how to wear them, to be
ready for distinguished friendships
and have no chance to make them?
Please don’t tell me to read good
books and thank God I am so lucky,
I simply can’t! I fly to pieces at
the mere idea that this may go on
TWO SIDES
In wartime, as in peace, there
are two sides to every question.
And the question of women s part
in the war is no exception. The
fact that we are all working to
ward the same end does not alter
the fact that there are two ways
of going about it—the right way
and the wrong. The “Anne” who
writes to Kathleen Norris this
week is taking the wrong way.
How much better for all is the
attitude of the cheerful woman
who writes that they are “getting
along famously in spite of short
ages, separation and even phy
sical peril.
for the duration, and I get duller,
older, plainer every second!"
That’s one letter. I answered
Anne briefly that my one sugges
tion would be that she turn this dull
interval in her exciting and luxuri
ous existence into a book.
An English Mother’s Reaction.
Now here’s the other letter. It
is written by a woman in England;
Maude Smith is about Anne’s age,
and has three small children;
Richie, Gwen and Stella. Richard
Senior is away in the service; she
has seen him once since January,
and that for a two-day visit only.
Maude Smith was in London during
the most furious raids, and has lost
an eye from an injury done by a
splinter of shrapnel. This splinter
was in her eye for almost a week
before it was removed. By that
time she was up near, the Scottish
border with her mother, and so
thankful to get into a hospital bed,
“and hpve my shoes off after a week
on pavement without a chance to
take them off for a moment!” she
wrote. “You can’t think what it
meant to have my feet clean and
bare and stretched on a clean
smooth sheet, to be oi# of pain, and
to know that there was milk for
Stella and that they all were with
Mother! ”
‘Getting Along Splendidly.’
That was the first letter. Later
she wrote me that she had feared
at that time she might lose the other
eye, too; “which would have been
quite a pity, wouldn’t it,” she said,
“with the kiddies so small.” How
ever, the right eye was saved, “and
even the baby’s quite used to the
black patch and crazy about her
Mummy. So we’re getting along
splendidly; I’ve made lots of jam
and the children have been wonder
ful with vegetables. I’ve gathered
a few mothers and quite a flock of
babies together, and we combine
forces and have a sort of little
school, and we’ve had the giving out
of the things in the wonderful bar
rels. I did so want your grand
daughter’s coats for my girls, but
they were sizes too small, and just
right for two other small sisters, who
were too adorably happy to be so
warm and smart! We’ve no men,
of course, and shortages of all sorts
of things that I won’t list in this
letter for I don’t know how much
you all over there know about it.
But we all get along famously, and
look forward to days when we will
laugh at all this.”
And she ends by asking me if
the children on my ranch like good
things for supper, and if they
wouldn’t like this war pudding that
her youngsters in England adore.
Somehow this simple recipe touched
me more, brought me nearer to the
situation, than has many an im
portant pronouncement from war
authorities.
Eleanor Roosevelt
EDINBURGH VISIT
I want to tell you about my Edin
burgh visit. We drove up to the
castle, where an old friend, Lieut.
Gen. Sir Andrew Thorne, received
us and Mr. J. Wilson Patterson
showed us points of interest. I fell
in love with little St. Margaret’s
Chapel, which all the Margarets of
Scotland keep provided with flowers
week by week. We spent a little
while in a very beautiful war me
morial, but, of course, the things of
greatest interest at present are
carefully put away.
We stopped at St. Giles cathedral,
where the dean took us about. Then
we went to tea with the Lord Pro
vost and his wife and met about
200 of the leading citizens of Edin
burgh in the council chambers. The
Lord Provost made a charming
speech of welcome and, for a second
time, the song “Will Ye No Come
Back Again” was sung.
* » •
RED CROSS CLUB
At about 6:00 o’clock, we reached
the American Red Cross Club and
spent an hour. Here I saw two
friends I had almost given up the
hope of meeting; Lieut. Mcllwraith
and Third Officer Doris Goodwin
of the WRENS. I went through the
building, which is very well adapted
to its purposes. Finally, we dined
with Lord and Lady Roseberry and
enjoyed very much meeting the in
teresting people they had gathered
together.
I left on the evening train for Lon
don and arrived exactly on time.
While we found our car in the early
morning darkness, Mr. Dorsey Fish
er, of the American Embassy, who
with Mr. Chalmers Roberts of the
Office of War Information has been
with us on the whole trip, remarked
how fortunate we were to have j
planned everything for a week ahead
and carried out everything on sched
ule time. This really is an achieve- I
ment, since we had to fly to Ireland
and back to Scotland.
I felt almost as much at home
coming back to Ambassador Wi-
nant’s flat, as I would feel in New
York city in our own little apart
ment. We spent the morning tidy
ing up and taking care of mail and
packages which had arrived during
our absence.
• • •
AN OLD FRIEND
At noon, an old friend of my school
days came to see me, and then my
aunt, Mrs. David Gray, and her hus
band had luncheon with us. It is
wonderful to have them in London
with us and his part of my stay
has been taking on a much more
leisurely complexion, since the real
ly planned schedules are nearly all
accomplished. There still remain
certain phases of development, par
ticularly on labor questions, which
are of deep interest to me and which
I do not feel I know very much
about.
• • •
FAREWELL TO ROYALTY
Next afternoon, I went to report
on all I have seen to Her Majesty,
Queen Elizabeth, and had the pleas
ure of having tea with the whole
Royal Family. His Majesty, The
King, haa just returned from seeing,
not only his own aviation groups, but
also some of ours. I envied his op
portunity of talking to those boys
and hearing about some of the work
they have been doing of late.
• » •
THANKS TO SERVICE
On the Sunday morning before I
left, church bells all over Great Brit
ain pealed to celebrate the victory
in Africa and also to remind all God
fearing people of their duty to give
thanks to Him whose power is great
er than that of mere human beings.
I had some guests for early break
fast and one or two callers before
and after the church hour.
I want to thank again the many
people whose thought and planning
made it possible for me to see so
much in such a short time. Our
own people in the Embassy, Army,
Navy and the Air Force gave me
every possible co-operation. With
out their thoughtfulness and careful
arranging of the many trips, it
would have been impossible to ac
complish the things I did.
I was particularly glad to receive
a letter from young Colonel Raff
of the paratroops, which must have
been written just after our visit, and
just before they took off to play
their exciting part in the African
Campaign.
Admiral Stark, General Eisenhow
er, General Hartle and their fellow
officers must have sometimes
wished that the lady with the code
name did not need so much atten
tion, but no one from top to bottom
ever gave me this feeling. Kind
ness, consideration and goodwill
seemed to be present everywhere,
• • • s
GIFTS TO SERVICE MEN
I stopped at the British Speaking
Union before leaving London and
met a number of their board mem
bers and other distinguished guests.
I saw a distributing post from which
gifts from the English Speaking Un
ions in America are issued. They
say they have been sent a tremen
dous number of very useful things
and are most grateful.
Second hand garments can be giv
en out without coupons, just as it
is being done in other depots.
—Buy War Bonds—
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HOVSWHOlO
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Fill the Christmas Cookie Jar!
(See Recipes Below.)
Cookie Treats
Festivity reigns in the home where
the cookie jar fairly pops with San-
, d/ _ tas, Christmas
trees and rein-
' ’ ” deer made up in-
fc4\jj! xjaUfjR to cookies dusted
with shimmering
•. colored sugars.
Have a few fruity
and honey cook-
_ ies along with the
real sugar cookies and you will win
every youngster’s fondest affection.
Since this year’s Christmas tree
ornaments may be a bit on the slim
side, plan to string a few of the
cookies on the tree to make for
decorations. This will be a real old-
fashioned Christmas.
You’ll want to pack boxes, too,
to send to that son at camp, per
haps, if he is not too far, and also
for the one who is home on fur
lough, or for those nice neighbors
who just moved in.
Come, join the cookie parade with
the first Christmas goody on our list:
Honey Butterballs.
(Makes 30 to 40)
1 cup butter
14 cup honey
2 cups sifted flour
Vi teaspoon salt
2 teaspoons vanilla
2 cups finely chopped nuts
Cream butter, add honey, flour,
salt and vanilla. Mix well and add
chopped nuts. Form into small balls
on a greased baking sheet and bake
in a moderate oven (350 degrees)
for about 35 minutes. Roll in pow
dered sugar while hot. Cool, then
roll again in powdered sugar.
Have you ever watched the face
of a child light _
up when he picks
and chooses his
favorite Christ-
mas-y shaped (
cookie with his ■ v
favorite colored
sugar? Here’s the
recipe:
Old-Fashioned Sugar Cookies.
(Makes 3 dozen)
!4 cup shortening
1 cup sugar
1 egg
2% cups flour
14 teaspoon salt
2 teaspoons baking powder
cup milk
Vs teaspoon vanilla extract
Cream shortening and sugar. Add
egg and beat in well. Add sifted
dry ingredients alternately with
milk. Cut with floured cookie cut
ter and sprinkle with white or col
ored sugar. Bake on a greased
sheet in a moderately hot (375-de
gree oven. About 15 minutes. Thin,
wafer-like cookies are made by
chilling the dough first, then rolling
thin, and lifting shapes onto cookie
tin with spatula.
You’ll find plenty of the victory
vitamin, B-l, which nourishes nerve
This Week’s Menu
Broiled Liver and Onions
Five-Minute Cabbage
Creamed Potatoes
Grapefruit-Orange Salad
Rice Pudding *Oatmeal Drops
•Recipe Given
Lynn Says:
The Score Card: Get into step
with the meat-sharing program
now—it’s your assignment. Stuff
ings are advised as good extend
ers, as are stews, meat pies, meat
loaves, soups, turnovers and cur
ries.
Liver need not be included in
the 2%-pound adult allowance,
nor need the cold cuts, heart,
sweetbreads, kidneys and other
entrails.
Spices will be on the slender
side from now on, but you can
still have the best tasting food,
ever, with domestic herbs and
seasonings. You’ll also enjoy
emulsion' flavors for baking and
dessert-making. They come in
wild cherry, almond, maple, lem
on, and a grand citrus combina
tion.
Vegetables that are tops on
your list for wintry days include
the Hubbard and acorn squashes,
broccoli, beets, carrots, brussel
sprouts, turnips and sweet pota
toes.
tissues in oatmeal. This plus iron
for your blood and proteins for perk
ing up worn-out tissues—and good
flavor besides are found in this
cookie:
•Oatmeal Drops.
2 cups 3-minute oats
1 cup corn syrup
M cup flour
1 teaspoon soda dissolved in
4 tablespoons boiling water
Vi teaspoon nutmeg
1 cup chopped raisins
Bring to a boil in a saucepan,
the corn syrup, shortening, and rai
sins and cook for
5 minutes, then
add soda. Mix in
oats, flour and
nutmeg. Blend
well and drop by
spoonfuls on a
greased and
floured baking
sheet 2 inches apart. Bake in a hot
(375-400-degree) oven for 10 min
utes.
Raisin Bran Ginger Snaps.
(Makes 4 dozen)
1 cup sifted flour
M teaspoon soda
M teaspoon salt
1)4 teaspoons ginger
)4 cup molasses
6 tablespoons butter
2 cups raisin bran
I
Sift dry ingredients once, then sift
| again. Combine molasses and shqrt-
ening and bring slowly to a boll.
Boil 2 minutes, stirring constantly.
Cool to lukewarm. Add raisin bran
and mix well. Add flour mixture,
working it thoroughly into dough.
Chill until firm. Roll on a floured
board, % inch thick, and cut with a
floured cutter. Bake on a greased
baking sheet in a moderate (350-
degree) oven for 10 minutes.
A lacy, delicate cookie are these
pecan crispies—perfect for making
in the winter:
Pecan Crispies.
(Makes about 35 cookies)
2 tablespoons butter
2 cups brown sugar
2 eggs, well beaten
1 teaspoon vanilla
Va cup pastry flour
1 teaspoon baking powder
-iV teaspoon salt
2 cups coarsely chopped pecans
Cream butter and sugar. Add
eggs and vanilla. Mix thoroughly
and add flour, baking powder, sail
and pecans. Drop half-spoonfuls
apart on a buttered and floured tin.
Bake in a hot oven (400 degrees).
Cool slightly before removing from
pan.
CUbcolate Crumb Cookies.
(Makes 2 dozen)
3 cups oven-popped rice cereal
2 squares unsweetened chocolate
1)4 cups sweetened condensed milk
1 cup chopped nut meats
Vs teaspoon salt
)4 teaspoon vanilla
Crush oven-popped rice cereal into
fine crumbs. Melt chocolate over
boiling water; remove from heat.
Add condensed milk and blend well.
Stir in crumbs, nut meats, salt and
flavoring. Drop from tablespoon on
to greased cookie sheet; bake in
moderate oven (350 degrees F.) 10
to 12 minutes. Remove at once from
cookie sheet with spatula.
Does the whipped cream get sulky? The
cake fall at the crucial moment? The table
decorations look flat and pointless? Ex
plain your problem to Lynn Chambers
and she’ll tell you what to do about it.
Write her at Western Newspaper Union,
210 South Desplaines Street, Chicago, UL
Please enclose a self-addressed, stamped
envelope for your reply.
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A N APRON for Sue—slipper^
foi mother—a decorated tray
for the new bride—these and many
other delightful gifts are yours to
make at little cost from just odds
and ends. And this pattern tells
exactly how.
• • •
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articles; materials required; designs
wljere needed. To obtain this patterm
send your order to;
Sewing Circle Needlecraft Dept.
82 Eighth Ave. New York
Enclose 15 cents (plus one cent to
cover cost of mailing) for Pattern
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Our Needs
On the average, each American
uses or causes to be used annu
ally about 30 pounds of textiles,
250 pounds of paper, 600 pounds of
steel, 2,000 pounds of food, 2,500
pounds of oil products and 7,500
pounds of coal.
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Lacking in Feeling
He who has felt nothing does r \
know how to learn anything.— 1
Rousseau.
SNAPPY FACTS
ABOUT
RUBBER
Until restrictions were placed an
gasoline consumption, tires were
wearing out aight times faster
than they were being replaced.
We've all heard of wooden tires,
but tires made of concrete have
been, at least in one instance, sub-
stituteddor the conventional rubber.
A Parker Dam engineer had cast re
inforced concrete tires on the rime
of a portable welding machine.
They worked.
As the temperature Inside a tire
increases, the pressure goes up,
but it to poor rubber economy to
"bleed" or lot fha air out off the
tire when It to hot. To do so amans
under-inflation—and rubber wasta
— when the casing cools.
In 1911 a tire for the then popular
make of car cost the motorist $25.30
and gave about 2500 miles. A com
parable tire for the present day
popular makes of cars can be had
(with ration certificate) for about
$15. Properly handled it will return
* to 25,000 miles of service.
Inmi <n peace
BFGoodrich j
first IN rubber