HIS GARDEN

Radio Record, Volume I, Issue 22, 16 December 1927, Page 6

HIS GARDEN

My lover lights the world for me, His eyes are dawn upon the sea, His smile the sun; The sun that maketh all things grow, Sweet seeds that time has helped grief sow, One after one, Within my heart, that garden. space Lit by his face. Grow, secds, and come to fruit and flower! © haste the hour When he shall pluck from each small seed . . Flowers for his joy, for need,

Mary Carolyn

Davies

¢ e- 2 From a Cynic’s Cyclopaedia. Athlete: A fellow who is not strong enough to work. Baronet: A man who has ceased to be a genileman, but has fallen short of beceming a nobleman. Cannibal: A person who is honest im, his love for his fellow men. Evidence: The same facts detailed differently to suit the different detailers. . fe &

Mincemeat. ljlb. chopped apples, Ilb. beef suet, llb. stoned raisins, } nutmeg (grated), Ub. currants, Ilb. sugar, Ib. stoned dates, 1lb. sultanas, rind and juice of 1 lemon, $b. mixed candied peel, rind and juice of 1 orange, 4oz. sweet almonds,. } to 4-pint brandy. , Method.-Put the chopped or shredded suet, apples and sugar into a bowl, add the stoned and chopped raisins, minced dates, cleaned currants, sultanas, chopped peel, blanched and chopped almonds, grated nutmeg, lemon and orange rind, strain in lemon and orange jnice, and add brandy. Place in jars ind keep air-tight.-Mliss M. Christian. 2YA. , * % e Strawberry Short Cake. , Ub. flour, db. butter, 2oz. castet sugar, strawberries, cream. Rub butter into flour, mix in. the sugar, beat eggs and stir into the other: ingredients. Mix all together into a paste, turn it out on to a floured board and knead until it no longer clings to the hand. Roll it into a rather thick round, and hake in a moderate even a light brown. ‘Take the stalks off | some strawberries, mash them with a. fork, sweeten to taste. When the pasity is done, let it cool, then split it in lialf, cover the lower half thickly with the strawberries, put the upper half of the pastry uron them, cover the top with more of the strawberries, whip some cream, ond cover over with it.Miss M. Christian, 2YA. & 2 2 Mr. America, An American dry goods store ptt. prietor (retired) was doing England, He was with a party visiting a house in which Milton once lived. The guide was enthusing: ‘"This house was _9tcupied by Milton. On this seat Milton sat." The American went over and kissed the seat reverently. The snide went on: "Here Milton wrote ‘Paradise Lost’ ‘Then the Asmerican interrupted: ‘Say, who d’you say lived here?" ‘Milton.’ "Oh!" was the rather disgusted reply, ‘T thought you said Lipton "