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Home Demonstration Discussions Much has been said for and against home demonstration work in John ston Couny. • I hear t»hat the home demonstrator has been re tained, and maybe it will not b<#out S) place for me to say that I, like many others, have not had much benefit from that source. Surely we all should economize in every way possi ble and surely it seems to some of us lik(#i great outla^jof money for the few results some of us are getting, and our taxes are already so high it ©seems that we #el discouraged at times to think of adding any more worth while improvements to what little possessions we already have. For if we live fairly and squarely with our fellowmen, as any loyal country man should, t^re is little fear of getting over rich so far as money goes. But there is other wealth that we should strive for that we can nev er possess as long as we remain in the same old rut that we have become Accustomed to all these past years. It’s nnjtt or less inhabit with us to keep omtloing things in the same old way all the time and turning a deaf ear to those that try to teach us new methods. It is true the old-fashioned dish&STbur mothers and grandmothers used to prepare are hard to beat, and as I sometimes reflect over by gone days where good eats are discussed, an occasion flashes vividly through my memory of one of the best meals J ever remember eating. Early one cold, bleak Friday morn ing in the first days of December, mo ther, big brother and I started on a twenty-mile journey to visit Uncle J®r. Mother usually went to see him every four or five years. Old Dobbin was hitched to the rockaway and jostled off at a swift gait at first, but after a few miles he slowed down to a steady trot. Mother said, ‘‘He real izes that there is a long journey ahead of him.” He had been over that same stretch of road several times before. I remember how thrilled I was, so much so 1 could not eat any breakfast and before we got half way I felt almost famished. Mother said, k “Pig, I should have brought some V bread along, but I was in such a hurry, thinking we’d reach Joe’s by one o’clock.” It began snowing some time before we reached our destination and for once I had ridden just all I cared to. It seemed I’d never be able to stretch my limbs out again. At three o’clock we turned into the quarter-mile lane that led up to my uncle’s neat two room log dwelling. Aunt, good old red headed, freckle-faced Aunt Caroline, came waddling out to greet us, with a snuff stick in her mouth about six inches long, and that usual beaming smile on her face that always made one feel welcome. How much I dread ed to kiss her snuff-coated lips, as much as 1 loved her. Everybody loved sunny-souled Aunt Caroline. She seated us by the cosy stick-and dirt chmney fire-place, and of course iiiiiiiiimiimmiiilllllllllllllllll she and mother had to exchange snuff dips vv“th each other as their tongues flew like bell clappers, while I sat so hungry and empty I nad to hold niy sides together. Aunt re marked that she would sf# us up a bite of dinner as soon as “Joel” got back from making pig beds, so he could cut her some suitable oak wood to make some red coals to cook with. After ages Ujide Joe came back and of course he mad to sit and talk with Sis Soph a few minutes before getting any wood. Directly in came the wood in half fence-rail lengths which he arranged in the fireplace. Mother hap pened to think how hungry I was and asked Aunt Carrie if she would give me a cooked potato. She said, “Yes, Honey-child, excuse me for not think ing of my little girl. But I’m just go ing to give you a teeny-weeny one, just enough to stay your stomach, as I want you to enjoy my good hot dinner-supper meal.” That help ed some. Aunt Carrie then swung the lev ! er pat pole around over the fire and hung on a large iron pot with water ito boil while she prepared a fresh hog jole to cook down with turnips. A big oven of sweet potatoes was put on to steam bake, while another pot -rWas filled wijjl sweet potatoes to boil ofor custards. Aunt remarkljll that she would have to wait till her meat got .done before putting in her turnips i as Joel, while he liked boiled vegeta bles, never liked to taste the flavor on his meats. pother took a hand in the pie making ‘while Uncle Joel vol unteered to "churm”, as he called it. I The dinner was far enough on the way for the little old iron coffee ket tle to have a place on the coals and last but not least was the funny little bread griddle that sat on three legs and could be whirled around on a piv ot when the side next the fire was baked enough. I wish I had one of i those quaint little things myself. The putatoes, sweet and juicy, were lifted from the oven to make room for the pie baking which, one at a time, were put in the oven and new fresh coals 'applied to th**over every time one was put in till eight brown crusted, delicious looking pies sat in a row on the pie shelf. Aun^,lifted the cover three times each pifc-Yo see how they were coming on, and almost as often a big smutty snowflake or two land ed right kerplunk in the piuf* Aunt laughingly said, “smut was good for the stomach and what didn't kill ! would cure.” The^’ord. “Wash up for dinner,; Joel.” “Allright, Kelline,” was a sooth ; ing tonic for my appetite and as I sat 1 down to that never-to-be-forgotten repast. 1 was positive that such a din ' ner could not be improved on past, present or future. Now, I can with my mind’s eye see Aunt’s flushed face as 1 she bent over those red hot coals those three long hours and have changed my mind to some extent. I Stoves were right plentiful even then, | but Uncle Joe said he wanted to eat fireplace cooked rations as long as he | lived. He said that the quick snatch ed up, scorched over, stove cooked ra iiiiiiiiiiiiimimimmiiiiiiiitiiiillllillllllli © Tailoring Exhibit Monday & Tuesday February 2 & 3 A representative will be here with woolens in full pieces. Order your Spring and Summer clothes, on that date for present or future delivery. SATISFACTION GUARANTEED Austin’s “Everything for Everybody” I ■ III i tt 11IWLJJIIIII ItlllllllllJIllillllllUllllllllllllllIllllllllillMIliilllMtlllUlkllMll tions weren’t good for any man’s stomach; said he wanted to live a few more yegrs, and Aunt Caroline sanc tklned every word he said with a nod an^smile. «§ But to get back closer to my sub ject: Those old people were simply in a rut of the deepest kind but weren’t aware of it, and many of us today are in just as deep a rut as Uncle Joe and Aunt Caroline but too know-ally to try ari^ learn new' methods. met our home demonstrator last year and she invited me to attend one of her club meetings. I told her I would if possible, but felt like I nev er could lose the time for there wfas work every minute in the day. I could not keep up with my work and to lose a few hours meant work piled up. Curiosity got the better of me, ; though, and a big effort got me there. It was something entirely out of ray line of doing things and occasionally my mind wandered back to the work ' I had left undone at horn”, though I ; did enjoy it to a certain extent, I’ll confess. I tried to make up my mind to join. Then I would say to myself, “What’s the use? I have so much to do I just can’t attend regularly.” I did manage to go just enough to see that I did not know everything, and had been in a rut all these years. I had had just a peep out, and when I began to read in The Herald some< thing about the probability of dis continuing the home demonstration work, I began to sit up and take no tice and when the day came to decide I wasn’t there in person, but my mind was alert on the subject, and my hope was that this hard-working, self-sac rificing little rut-lifter be retained for the uplift of the whole county. And one of my resolutions for th enew 'year was to put aside some of my pet drudgery and attericl every meeting possible. The reason I, and many oth ers, haven't reveived any more re sults %om this work, is because we havt^gpever put anything in it, and usually we get out of a thing about what we put it it. day is gone forever for good things to be sent around to our doors just for accom modation and forced dowi@)ur throats whether or why. As I met up with this little co-work er the other day, I became very much ; touched as she related some of her ‘ experiences of that never-to-be-for gotten decision day. Tears flooded her eyes and she shook with emotion she expressed her sincerest apprecj ation for the interest her friends, both Republicans and Detr^ crats, had shown her— and most as suredly this home demonstration wor^ should have no party lines drawn across it, as it should be for the gen eral uplift of all. Right at that par' ticular day, she had received a letter from a friend of authority, who tolj her if this work was discontinued here, she wftild be very glad to place her in a higher place. Let’s quit kick ing the things that help round out and develop this old county)®state Unites States ancj^he world at®arge' Let’s co-operate with this tireless worker who carries an expression on her face other than for the love of money. GREEN CLUB MEMBER 26th Anniversary Sale Pender*s 26th Anniversary Sale YELLOW FRONT ECONOMY GROCERY STORES 26TH ANNIVERSARY SALE! * To show our appreciation of the very liberal co-operation we have received from the Public, once each year we put on our Anniversary Sale, which is more in the way of a Profit Sharing Sale. 192—STORES NOW OPERATING—192 Sale for Week Commencing Monday, Jan. 26 Butter PRAIRIE ROSE, Very Beet Tub, lb.. . 47c y4 lb. Prints, Pound-50c Sliced, Pound Carton .... V2 lb. carton_20c D.P. Half-Pound Can... . Van Camps Evp. 3 large cans for . SMALL CANS, each 4 Cents VAN CAMPS, No. 2 can, three cans for . Fig Bars, D. P. Quality, lb. 10c Sardines, Domestic, in oil, 5c Figs, Smyrna Layer, lb. __ 19c Figs, California, package, _ 8c Brooms, usual 50c quality, 43c D. P. BLEND COFFEE The World’s Best Drink One pound sealed package D. P. Coffee is absolutely the fines! product the world’s markets produce YELLOW FRONT COFFEE Delightfully Oood One pound sealed package .... ?v*y . 'iy <•)<• • • • • • © Q GOLDEN BLEND COFFEE The Old Reliable One pound sealed package . 40c 35c You save 10c per pound on all Coffees bought from the Yellow Front Stores 5 _ D. P. Cake Superior to any other offered on this market D. P. Pound. IL.JP. Light Fruit D. P. Layer. D. P. Angel, 9 ounces, each . 15c D. P. Famous Pound, 1-lb 6-oz, each. 35c D. P. Sponge, 1-lb carton.25c D. P. Ketchup, bottle-14c Large size bottle-23c Buckwheat Flour, Gold Medal, pkg._10c Pancake Flour, Gold Medal, pkg._10c D. P. Oats, 3 pkgs. for__25c Quaker Oats, pkg._10c Mother’s Oats, pkg. 10c Cream of Wheat, pkg. _ 21c Silver Cream, Wright’s 8-ounce iar_20c © Peas, Halo Brand can_ 12V^c HKMnHHHVPHHHHHKl Soap, D. P. Borax, cake_5c SNOWDRIFT 1- lb. can_ 2- lb. can_ 4-lb. can __ 8-lb. cjm _ _ _(__ _ 22c . 42c _ 80c $1.52 KLIM* 1 lb* 21/2 lb* 5,b- -flc can . I WV can .. .. tjl can .... tp <#•.!. C* KLIM can be used for all purposes in place of sweet mil^. KLIM i$jnilk with the moisture evaporated; add water and you have the equal of fresh sweet ntilk. 0 ® Tomatoes LARGE CAN 15c we
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