Week-end Chat

Hawke's Bay Herald-Tribune, Issue 184, 21 August 1937, Page 12

Week-end Chat

"A READER.33

"READER.33

"COUSIN

ROSE.33

C0UNTRY ANDl TOWN.

Dear Everyone, — I have many' iftterestings comments from readers. I must apologise to the Waipawa reader who sent in an excellent recipe some time ago nnder the pen-name of " Dim. 3 3 It was filed for nse, but was somehow missed. Those who imake this wholemeal bread seldom wish to eat white bread again, as they notiee the benefit to, their health so much through using wholemeal. Many thanks to the reader who sent the xeeipe and we hope to have another letter soon 'from her practical pen: — Take one-tEird of a cake of compressed yeast and soften in half a cup of warm water. Mix in one teaspoonful of borwn sugar till all the yeast is dxssolved; cover with k saiicer and let stand in a warm place 10 or 15 minutes. Put four or five large cups of wholemeal or wheatmeal (the differenee is in name only) in a .basin with a small desertspoonful of salt (in cold weather warm the meal). Make a well in the centre, pour in thje yeast and suffieient warm water br milk and water to mix to a soft sc'one consiA tency. Knead for a few minutes, cover well and keep in a warm place about two hours or nntil the dough is • well risen. Turn. out on to. a floured board. Knead' and mould and put in a greased tin or pie dish. Let stand for about quarter of an hoiir and bake in a fairly good oven for one hour. Any reader who writes brief poems will find there are many who will like to read them if they send them to this column. Brief, OTiginal, poems are always of interest if carefully written and really poetical. Now that the primroses are eoming out and daffodils showing gold nnder the trees in old Hawke3s Bay gardens, this poem of .spring, written by a frequent contributor to this page, expresses rather a joyous note: — ■.

SPRING SONG„ Black bird, yellow beak, Tipping on the wire, Let me share yonr spirit: Cairn my heart's desirc. Black bird, glossy ta-il, Fanning 3gainst tbe bhie: All my soul rejoiees For spring is here with you. Looking up to cloudless sky, Black, you stand, 3gainst blue: My heart wings as another bird To share the air with you. Another reader follows on the letter sent by "Libra" last week: Dear Cousin Rose, — A fascinating writer, less read than she ought toi be. is Mrs. J. H. Ewing. She has written many long and'shorfc stories. Some are folk tales, some translations from the German or Turkish — the best of them entirely English. Can I recommend to you 1 ' Lob Lie By the Fire,33 the household fairy whom Milton calls the "LnbberFiend33; or a longer one, "Jan of the Mill, 3 3 or the exquisite 1 ' Jackanapes',,? Mrs. Ewing was a botanist. as well as a gardener, which appeals to the ranks of modern-day gardeners. She writes with knowledge. Can anyone else profess a love for her writing? — Yours, etc., "STORY LOVER.33 Dear Cousin Rose, — I ara in eomplete agreement with "Libra33 as,to George Eliot3s place in literature. Her first book, "Scenes "from Clerical Life3' is1 one of her most moving, thongh less finished in style than later novels. I defy anyone to read of poor Amos Barton and his troubles with dry eyes. And, as a xe-, cord of the ways of living in those timesJ George Eliot3s descriptions are very valuable. Mrs. Glegg, urging her relatives not to be extrava: gant in entertaining the family— -"a boiled joint,. as you conld make broth for the kitchen; and a plaiq pudding with 'a spoonful of spice 3ud be more becoming.33 Imagine the contempt of the modern domestic help ! 3 3— -Yours, etc..

From Havelock North comes a com* ment on another letter: — Dear Cousin Rose, — One of the recent letters feferred to children who fear the dark and begged that they should be allowed a small light for as long as they . wanted it. We .solved this problem by presenting our nervous one with a small torch, so that she couid keep it nnder he'r pillow. With the knowledge that she could make a light whenever she desired, the dafkness ceased to trouble her. Other parents might find this plan helpful maybe.— Yours ete..

A Btrong argument was heard the other day chiefiy in support of the idea that baehelors, old and young, are selfish, and that they do not take their proper share in eivie life and " welf are work. What do others think? Are baehelOTS selfish? Write to:— -