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THE NEWBERRY SUN, NEWBERRY. S. C.
HOUSIHOIV
Creamed Tuna in Potato Nests!
(See Recipes Below)
First Aid for Lunch
"It only I had a good list of main
dishes and desserts for company
luncheons,” said a friend of mine
recently, "but it always seems I
get stuck with things and can’t think
about something the girls really
like.”
A good solution for the above
problem is to keep a card file of
complete menus
for such occa
sions. Be certain
to try out the
foods before the
company date
comes along so
you will be thor
oughly familiar
with the prepara
tion, and then everything will run
smoothly.
If you don’t want to plan the menu
completely, then select just the
main dish and fill in the salad and
vegetable with whatever is in
season.
Tuna a la King in Potato Nests.
(Serves 6)
2 cups milk
4 tablespoons flour
4 tablespoons butter
H teaspoon salt
1-16 teaspoon pepper
V* teaspoon Worcestershire
sauce
2 cups canned tuna fish
3 tablespoons chopped plmlento
14 cup tiny mushroom caps
Scald milk in double boiler. Make
a paste of the melted butter and
flour and add to hot milk, stirring
until thick and smooth. Add sea
sonings and cook 15 minutes. Flake
tuna fish into large pieces and mix
with white sauce. Add pimiento and
mushrooms.
Potato Nests: Peel 4 medium
sized potatoes. Cut into tiny strips
lengthwise. Heat in a small amount
of fat but do not brown. Remove
from fat, sprinkle with salt and ar
range in nests inside large muffin
tins. Press potatoes firmly against
side of pan and bottom. Bake in a
hot (450-degree) oven for 15 min
utes. Serve hot tuna fish mixture
In crisp, hot potato nests.
Lattice Rhubarb Pie.
Pastry
2 cups cut up rhubarb
Flour
1 cup sugar
Wash
small
Line pie pan with pastry,
and peel rhubarb; cut in
pieces. Flour
pieces until they i
are quite white, •!
then add sugar, j
Mix well and|
place in pastry-
lined tin. Cover)
with lattice strips j
of crusts and!
bake in a 450-de- :
gree oven for 10 minutes, then in a
425-degree oven for 30 minutes.
A combination of yellow and green
is attractive for working into a
luncheon combination, especially
when it involves favorites like
chicken and lime chiffon pie!
Chicken Loaf With Mushroom Sauce.
y (Serves 6)
2 cups diced, cooked chicken
1 cup soft bread crumbs
% cup chopped, cooked celery
2 tablespoons finely chopped
pimiento
1 tablespoon minced parsley
H teaspoon salt
>4 teaspoon paprika
2 eggs, well beaten
1 cup milk
2 tablespoons butter or chicken
fat
Combine ingredients, mixing well
LINN CHAMBERS’ MENU
•Chicken Loaf with
Mushroom Sauce
Green Peas with Pearl Onions
Tomato Salad
Orange-Honey Rolls Beverage
•Lime Chiffon Pie
•Recipe given.
and pour into a greased loaf pan.
Bake in a moderate (350-degree)
oven for 35 minutes or until firm.
Unmold carefully on platter and
garnish with parsley. Pour mush
room sauce over loaf.
Mushroom Sauce.
4 tablespoons butter
4 tablespoons flour
2 cups milk
% teaspoon salt
% teaspoon paprika
54 cup cooked or canned
mushrooms
Melt butter and blend with flour
and seasonings. Add milk gradual
ly and cook over low heat, stirring
constantly, until thick and smooth.
Add mushrooms and cook two min
utes longer. Serve hot over chicken
loaf.
Lime Chiffon Pie.
154 teaspoons plain unflavored
gelatin
54 cup cold water
4 eggs, separated
54 teaspoon salt
1 cup sugar
4 tablespoons lime juice
Green coloring
Grated rind of 1 large lime
1 cup whipping cream, whipped
Baked 9-inch pie shell
Soften gelatin in cold water. Place
in top of double boiler, the egg
yolks, 54 of the sugar, salt, lime
juice and rind. Cook over boiling
water until thick
and smooth, stir
ring constantly.
Remove from
heat, stir in gela
tin and cool.
When slightly
thickened, fold in
stiffly beaten egg whites to which
remaining sugar has been added.
Turn mixture into baked pie shell
and chill in refrigerator for one
hoitf.. Spread or flute whipped
cream over top.
A simpler combination than either
of the two given thus far is this one
of baked tomatoes and banana tarts:
Baked Stuffed Tomatoes.
(Serves 6)
6 medium sized tomatoes
154 cups shrimp or crab meat,
flaked
% cup thick cream sauce
54 teaspoon mustard
1 teaspoon salt
Fine bread crumbs
Butter
Paprika
Scoop out tomato centers and mix
half the pulp with shrimp or crab-
meat, cream sauce and seasonings.
Fill tomato shells with mixture. Cov
er tops with fine bread crumbs, dot
with butter and sprinkle with pap
rika. Bake in a hot (450-degree) oven
for 20 minutes.
Banana Cream Tarts.
(Serves 6)
4 bananas
2 tablespoons sugar
54 teaspoon vanilla extract
54 cup whipping cream
6 baked tart shells
6 tablespoons shredded coconut
Fold sugar and vanilla into
whipped cream. Slice bananas into
tart shells. Cover at once with
whipped cream and garnish with
coconut.
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LYNN SAYS:
Serve Meat in Ways
That Tempt
Make appetizing luncheons out of
leftover scalloped dishes by add
ing pieces of leftover meat to them.
Fork with com, beef with green
beans, lamb with tomatoes, etc., are
all good appetites satlsflers.
Veal a la King takes on special
glamour if it’s dressed up with sliv
ered almonds and mushrooms. This
may be served in patty shells or a
noodle ring.
To make bread crumbs flavorful
for use as toppings, grind them fine
and brown them in meat drippings.
When you’re serving roast pork
or pork chops with dressing, add
that special touch to the dressing
by using a few chopped spinach
leaves.
When making biscuits, do some
thing different and roll the dough out
in a rectangle; spread with orange
marmalade and roll as for jelly rolL
Cut and baked slices in oiled pan
for pinwheel biscuits.
$UNM»
SCHOOL
LCSSON
-4
Moral Integrity in
Our Everyday Lives
LESSON TEXT FOR JULY 6—Job 1:1:
27:1-5; 31:19-28.
MEMORY SELECTION—My righteous
ness I hold fast, and will not let it go:
my heart shall not reproach me so long
as I live.—Job 27:6.
EDITOR'S NOTE: Lesson subjects
and Scripture texts selected and copr-
righted by International Council of Re
ligious Education: used by permission.
By HAROLD L. LUNDQUIST, D. D.
Of The Moody Bible Institute, Chicago.
\/fODERN problems may well be
solved by the principles found
in Old Testament Scripture. Man is
essentially the same as he always
has been; sin and temptation to evil
have only changed their outer trim
mings. Above all, the Word of God
is eternal in its validity and effec
tiveness.
We learn from Job and his ex
periences that it is possible so to
live by the grace of God, that he
can be pleased with our lives. That
is an encouraging fact. Job was
just a man, but he was a man who
was
I. Upright and Good (1:1).
COME liberal critics of the Bible
^ have tried to prove that Job
was not a real man, but other Scrip
ture makes it clear that the words
“there was a man” (v.l) states a
fact. (See Ezek. 14:14 and 20;
James 5:11)
He was a man with a large fam
ily, with great flocks and herds, and
so a man of business, and the hus
band and father in a growing and
active household. But in it all he
was upright, and a good. God
fearing man.
Many make excuses for their
failure to serve the Lord. They
say that their business duties and
relationships make it just about
impossible. Others say that fam
ily situations and responsibilities
keep them from service and wor
ship of the Lord.
The experience of Job explodes
all such excuses and squarely
faces us with the fact that it is
possible to live for God in the
midst of the very circumstances
of modern life.
H. Tried and True (27:1-5).
A FTER Job had lost his property,
his children and even his health,
three of his friends came to comfort
h|m. But they only added to his
sorrow by accusing him of being
sinful, and suffering only what he
deserved.
Job in these verses is replying to
them. We note that in his ignorance
of God’s purposes, he accused God
of being cruel to him (27:2; 30:21).
This matter was later to be straight
ened out with the Lord.
But even now when he did not
understand God’s dealings, and
stood there sick and destitute, he
maintained his integrity. He would
not turn from the Lord, nor would
he be led off into wickedness.
It is possible for a man to be
beaten and bruised and bewil
dered, and still true to the Lord.
Let’s never forget that!
HI. Kind and Fair (31:19-23).
J OB had been a rich man, but had
not let his own prosperity dim
his eye so that he could not see the
need of his poor neighbor. He was
not among those who, because they
are well fed, can see no point in all
the fuss about the hungry people
round about.
There is something very fine and
worthy of our imitation here. It is
so easy to take what we have as a
special favor from the Lord, to be
retained and used by us, when we
ought to recognize it as a matter of
stewardship for the Lord.
A vital part of real moral integ
rity is the right use of posses
sions. Many a man or woman who
has passed all the other tests with
flying colors comes to grief at
this point.
IV. Spiritual and Faithful (31:
24-28).
T HERE were plenty of tempta
tions in Job’s day, as there are
now, to depart from the worship of
the true God to other modes of
devotion.
The worship of the sun was com
mon, and Jeremiah 44:17 shows
that it continued for generations. In
fact, what shall we say of the world
wide devotion to astrology in our
day.
Then there was the temptation to
worship gold. How up-to-date that
is, for do we not have millions who
worship “the almighty dollar," yes,
even if they do not have it.
To all such temptations Job said
a resolute “No.” He would not even
permit his innermost heart to be
enticed secretly (v. 27). He stood
true for the God he loved and
served.
Who will question that one of
our greatest needs in the world
today is for men and women who,
by the grace and blessing of God,
will live good and upright lives,
true to the Lord, and sacrificial.
In real loving-kindness to men.
God give us men, yes. that kind
of men!
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CORNER
THIRD STRIKE CALLED!
By JACK KOFOED
' | 'HE sun slanted into the bull pen
-*■ where High Pockets Kelley was
warming up, and caused beads of
perspiration to stipple his brick-
colored forehead like raindrops. He
threw the ball listlessly because
there wasn’t a chance in a million
that he would get into the final
game of the World Series. His team
mate, Slats McKeever, had held the
Giants to three hits, and the Yan
kees led one to nothing going into
the final inning.
“Something always happens to
me,” Kelley said, “and it is seldom
anything to write home about. As
far back as I can remember, I have
been the unluckiest guy in the
world. When I was only seven years
old, I met Sally Ryall. . . .”
“If you call that bad luck,”
snorted Pete Howard, “get me a
load of it.”
High Pockets
put an extra
little zip on his
fast ball.
“That’s right
but you only
got the start of
it,” he said.
“W e ’ r e from
I shpeming,
Michigan, and a lot of houses out
there have board fences along the
back yard. I tried to make a hit
with Sally by walkin’ on one of
them and fell off and busted a
couple of ribs. When I got my first
job in the Northern, Michigan
League, she came to see me work.
I tore a nail off a finger of my pitch-
in’ hand and they knocked me out
of the box in two innings. But that
wasn’t the worst qf it. We had
signed a new first baseman named
Frederick Longstreth McGee. . . .’’
High Pockets banged the ball
viciously into his glove. “Yeah, but
look what luck does to me. Fred
wasn’t supposed to report until the
next day, but he’s just dumb enough
to get his dates mixed and showed
up in time to meet Sally. What’s
Clark Gable got that he hadn’t got?
Not a thing. And me six-feet-four,
and with a pan that stopped prac
tically every clock in Ishpeming.”
“So you lost Sally to him, eh?”
“Not yet. If my luck in love is as
bad as it is in everything else, I
probably will. When we came up to
the majors, McGee was signed by
the Giants. Five minutes after he
put on the slidin’ pads, Smith’s legs
went bad, and there was McGee the
regular first baseman. The Yankees
took me and all I had to beat out
for a job were Jones, Pearson, Tal
bot and Wirtz.”
“You complain too much," said
Pete, "look at me. That Connelly
will go on catching till I’ve got a
beard way down to here. All I get
to do is warming up these bums.”
High Pockets considered that un
important. He had his own troubles.
“Sally talks that way, too. She
works for a psychiatrist named Gol-
enpaul, and he says I’m obsessed
by the belief that luck is the domi
natin’ factor in my career. Well,
ain’t it? Lookit this series now.
Here we come to the last game, and
every pitcher on the staff except
McKeever and me is as healthy as
if they had the cholera. And what
happens? Slats makes ’em eat out
of his hand while I’m here in the
bull pen. The boss is wavin’ for you.
Luck!”
Howard laughed, but there was
no mirth in it.
“If you gab less and look more,
maybe you wouldn’t feel that way.
McKeeves’s lost his stuff. Moore
singled and Wilson walked and
there’s Lake at the plate now. If he
gets a piece of one, goodbye ball
game! Uh-huh, he walked, too. And
the boss is wavin’ for you.”
Kelley stuffed his glove in his hip
pocket and pulled his cap further
down over his sunburned forehead.
“Good luck,” he echoed scorn
fully. “If I strike out the side. I’ll
bet Connelly misses the last pitch
and the winning runs come over.”
McKeever was still waiting at the
pitcher’s box with all the infielders
around him when Kelley shuffled
up. “Somebody’s makin’ an awful
mistake,” said High Pockets. “Les-
ner knows how unlucky I am. Does
he want to lose this series?”
Slats glared at him.
“If the rest of the staff wasn’t on
the waitin’ list of the hospital for
joint diseases, you wouldn’t even be
here. Forget that luck stuff. It’s not
as important as the hop on your fast
one.”
“That’s what you think,” Kelley
said. “But I’ll take a double order
o luck. My girl says there ain’t
any. Laugh that off. And for a real
break—Frederick Longstreth Mc
Gee is battin’ next. What a guy! He
could trip over a cat and fall into a
gold mine. This sure is a spot
for a guy who ain’t pitched much
more this season than Shirley
Temple has.”
McKeever’s gaunt, red face ex
pressed the deepest disgust.
“Well, you better come outta this
game with somethin’ better than a
bad luck alibi, or New York won’t
be big enough to hold the two of
us.”
He turned on his heel and strode
back to the bench.
The infielders took their positions
and High Pockets stood in the mid
dle of the diamond with the ball in
his hand and remembered how he
had fallen off the fence and hoy
those Northern Michigan fellows
had pinned back his ears, and knew
in his heart that he wasn’t lucky
enough to get one past McGee.
He better, though—if he failed he
could not excuse himself to Sally.
She wouldn’t listen to that bad luck
stuff any more. She would say he
was given the greatest break of his
life and had not been man enough
to take advantage of it. Besides,
High Pockets felt that if he let Mc
Gee hit, he’d be delivering grocer
ies for old man Hemingway back in
Ishpeming next Summer instead of
drawing salary checks from the
Yankees.
Connelly was signaling. Kelley
didn’t know what the catcher was
calling for. A curve? A fast ball? A
dipsy do? What did it matter, any
way? Whatever he threw McGee
was going to hit.
The plate umpire took off his
” he asked, dazedly.
mask and bellowed, “if you can
pull yourself out of that trance,
Kelley, how about working at your
trade? I don’t want to stay here
through the whole football season!”
Well, there wasn’t anything else
to do. Then High Pockets wound up,
his mind on Sally . . . and bad luck
. . . and the instant the ball left the
tip of his fingers he knew it didn’t
have anything on it but the stitches,
and it was straight as a ruler and
big as a balloon. He saw McGee
pull back his club . . . and then
there was a whack of wood against
leather . . . and that was all he
remembered.
High Pockets woke up in a nice
clean hospital bed with a nurse tak
ing a thermometer out of his mouth.
Pete Howard stood nearby.
“The doc says you’re all right,”
said Pete. “It’s lucky you got a
head like a wrestler, or they’d be
tuning up the harps for you now.”
High Pockets twisted his neck.
There was a little ache in the back
of his skull, but not much.
"What happened?" he asked.
Howard seemed embarrassed.
“Well, McGee hit a line drive that
bounced off your noggin into Stone’s
hands and Lou made a triple play
unassisted.”
Kelley sat straight up in bed.
“Holy Moses! The first break I ever
had in my life, and we win the
World Series with it! I’ll never crab
any more. Wait till I see Sally!”
“I wouldn’t bother, if I were
you,” Pete said, moving toward the
door. “Women are awfully funny.
Sally said nobody ever got a worse
break in luck than Fred McGee,
and before she marries him she’s
going to tell Dr. Golenpaul he
doesn’t know what he’s talkin’
about.”
Suppose You Had Six Months More
He handicapped himself all his
life because all his life he had been
on the wrong side of the fence in his
thinking. In other words, he was
negative in his thoughts and in his
outlook on life, rather than positive.
A person like that can’t be very
successful or happy, as you very
well know.
And he wasn’t young—he was
past forty. And yet I watched a
miracle happen in that man’s life,
watched him transform from a man
who was negative about everything
into one who was positive about
everything.
“I owe everything I’ve done to
some advice I got from an old
friend I had admired from child
hood," he told me when I asked him
to outline his method. He told me to
make believe that I had just six
months more to live, just six months
mora. It was June when I saw him.
‘Just pretend you won’t be here
January 1,’ he advised. Then he
said, ‘In that case, what would you
do with those remaining six months?’
I thought for a moment, for I hadn’t
ever been asked a question as por-
tentious as that. Then I told him:
‘Why, believe me, I’d live! I’d crowd
as much into those six months as I
possibly could!’ ”
It gave him a new life really!
What a wonderful thing it would
be for everyone if he or she could
imagine the same thing and try
living a full and complete life for
just six months. Why no one would
ever be content to live a less happy,
less complete, less full life!
CROSSWORD PUZZLE
Horizontal
1 Plucky
5 Young dog
8 Place of
trade
12 War god
13 Chimpanzee
14 At any time
15 Joyous
17 To revolve
round a
central point
19 Confronted
20 Askew
(Scot.)
21 Dry
23 Combining
form: oil
24 Sick
26 Hackneyed
28 Insect egg
31 Egyptian
deity
32 Emmet
33 101
34 To append
36 Tendon
38 Domestic
fowl
39 Ardor
41 Mere
repetition
43 Preserves
45 Lasso
48 Memorial of
victory
50 Deer’s horn
51 Poker stake
52 Bristle
54 To steer
55 Dutch farmer
in S. Africa
56 Explanation
57 Epochs
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1 Boat hook
2 Plane surface
3 Small cactus
4 Ether com
pound
5 Slang: chum
6 Above
7 Wooden pin
8 To be swal
lowed up
9 Where King
Arthur got
his sword
Solution In Next losuo.
10 Network
11 Card with
three pips
16 Mine
entrance
18 Eastern
university
22 To flow off
gradually
23 Weasellike
aquatic
animal
24 Man’s name
25 Youth
27 Hotel
29 Frozen water
30 Mineral
35 To apply
36 Official’s
scarf
37 Impaired
by use
38 Physician
No. 20
40 Outcast
42 Tenth part
43 To pierce
44 Italian river
46 Web
47 Weapons
49 Animal of the
ox family
50 Some
53 You and I
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Dress-Up Froclg
A CLEVER summer “dress-up”
frock to fashion in a bold
stripes material used in contrast.
A tiny bow tops the youthful key
hole neckline, a wider bow ties
softly at the waistline. A honey
of a dress.
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Pattern No. 8161 comes in sizes 12,
14, 16, 18 and 20. Size 14, yards of
35 or 39-inch.
When setting out upon a shop
ping trip, include an extra pair of
stockings in your handbag. One
can never tell when a run may
occur.
—•—
To remove a hard-water deposit
from the bottom of the washer,
rub it with a cloth dipped in vin
egar water.
8174
S 14-4*
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all your summer activities. It
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• • •
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Don’t ever leave buckets, pans or
tubs of scalding water on the floor
where a child can stumble into
them.
—•—
Cranberry and most fruit stains
will come out if boiling water is
poured on them with force while
stains are still fresh. Soap will
set the stains.
A quick way to cool boiled
starch so it leaves no scum is to
pour it over ice cubes.
—•—
A mirror adds immense charm
to a room. It reflects and gives
vistas; it increases the sensation
of space and repeats the colors
of the room. In short, the room
comes to life, becomes animated
through the eyes of a mirror.
—•—
Take time to sweep up broken
glass carefully and empty it into
a tin can. Use a damp cloth or
moist cotton to pick up the tiny
slivers.
—•—
When footsore after a hard
day’s shopping, sit down and soak
your feet in warm salt water, dry
with an absorbent towel, and mas
sage briskly with ice-cold cologne.
—•—
That old out-of-date bathtnb can
be given a modern touch with a
little painting. Use the proper
bathtub enamel, a special prepa
ration which has expanding and
contracting qualities. It does not
crack or peel, but costs a little
more than ordinary enamel. If
the tub is in very bad shape re
move all of the old enamel en
tirely.
—•—
One can make a wood stain sim
ply by dissolving a piece of roof
ing tar in gasoline or other petrol
solvent. The shade can be varied
by using more or less tar.
Grandma <
SPEARIN'.,.
Good many people spend too
much time teachin’ children how;
to behave toward their parents.
Seems to me lots of parents
ought to be taught how to be
have toward their children.
Bless my soul, there ain’t nutb-
in’ easier than makin’ sure ye’re
gittin’ a top-quality margarine.
Jest look fer the words “Table-
Grade”. Nu-Maid Margarine’s
Table-Grade. Sez so jest as plain
as the nose on yer face right on
the package.
"When you see somebody let suc
cess go to their heads, you kin
be mighty sure there was a vac. j
uum there to start with.
• • •
When I want my cakes or plea |
to be extra-special, I alius use a
Table-Grade Margarine . . . one
that’s got a nice mild, sweet
flavor. Nu-Maid Margarins’a
Table-Grade.
Table-Grade
MARGARINE
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