This World of Ours

Radio Record, Volume XII, Issue 24, 25 November 1938, Page 2

This World of Ours

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JOHN

GUTHRIE

Is there salt in their blood that makes him thirst the more he drinks? Ernest R. Tratiner: ‘‘ Most ‘people are akin to the old theologian who said he was entirely open to conviction, but would like to see anybody who could convince him.’’ a6 st % HILE sorting letters at the Potgietersrust (Trans. vaal) post office, an official felt a hard eylindrical object in an en|velope addressed to: The Reichs-

‘Successful Operation 3 chancellor, Herr Adolf Hitler, Germany. Cylindrical object was a small-bore rifle cartridge. Postal authorities have held up the letter-because it was understamped. Yo-heave ho! THE Yacht Club boys are going round just now with their chests out and a manly look on their faces. Sometimes while you are chatting with one he will break off fo fling a hand to his brow and look out into the Straits with keen and piercing eyes. All this comes from the speaker at the opening of the Yacht Club last week having said that yachting has a community value ‘because of the vital importance to the Empire in general, and Australia and

New Zealand in particular, of keeping open the sea routes in peace and war. The yacht club boys say they hadn’t thought of this before, they just looked on the game more or less as a means to the fine old sport of getting away to a quiet bay and sinking a couple of dozen of malt and hops, and no questions asked beeause you just sank the bottles in the sea afterwards. But now they’re looking for enemy cruisers to sink. ‘‘Tive marines, not deud ones,’’ is the motto of the: yaching boys henceforth. . % % by Croak that off OUNG Norwegian, in his first term at an American school, was asked to write an essay on ‘*Frogs.’? He produced the following effusion: | ‘What a wonderful bird the frog are! When he stand, he sit, almost; when he hop, he fiy, almost. He ain’t got no sense, hardly; he ain’t got no tail, hardly, either. When he sit, he sit on what he ain’t got, almost.’’ oa

Little Lucy HAPPY idea, of somebody to add a touch of real life to the Centennial Exhibition is to have groups of students from the four: teachers’ training colleges in New Zealand giving the public an idea of what the teachers study at the eolleges. With mouths open, with parched throats and weary limbs, and with that well-known and relentless pain in the small ot the back known as exhibitionitis, most of us who have been whooping it along among the butter and turnip exhibits will give a glad ery of joy to come upon these flesh-and-blood artists, these boys and girls doing such practical work in arts and crafts as lino-eutting, printing, bveok-binding and metal wok. Tittle Inuey Eyesbrighty however, tells us she could |

give the public @ better treat than that, if only she can persuade the education authorities to let her put on a little show of what SHE studied at Training College. Little Lucy Eyesbright says that she was never much of a one at the college for studying metalwork or the history of the Aztecs or toying with quadratic equations. Intile Lucy Eyesbright says she took a hint from wise ald Pope and got it carly into her pretty

blonde head that the proper study of mankind ts man. Litile Lucey Eyesbright says a litile learning is a dangerous thing and the girl who is bespectacled never got her nectacled. Irritating UCING husband Edward for divoree in U.S.A., Mrs. Sarah Sanders explained to the judge, ‘While he never actually struck me, he would go around slamming his fist against doors and saying, ‘I wish it was you.’ ’’ % 3 % During the making of "Marie Antoinette" in Hollywood, directors ordered that an exact replica of the Versailies Palace should be built, regardless of expense. Research workers discovered that if the replica was exact, only about 500 dancers coulé be crammed into the Galerie des Glace. New orders were issued. M.G.M.’s Versailles is twice as large, twice as magnificent, as the original. * cd Cousin Wildflower T a jolly Ukrainian wedding feast in Saskatchewan, reported in the cables last week, a political argument revived a

family feud and _ the wedding became a brawl in which thirty guests were wounded and the house wrecked, wedding presents being used as weapons. This little fracas recalls the curious wedding of Cousin’ Wil- . fred Wildflower some time back when much the same thing hap- . pened, Cousin Wildflower himself starting a terrible argument over the respective merits of the Labour Party and the National Party which culminated in the guests seizing the presents and batting them over one another’s heads until all the presents were destroyed. Cousin Wildflower was very pleased about this. ‘‘What else was I to do?’’ Cousin Wildflower said afterwards. "There I was on the verge of being landed for life with 12 toast-racks, 8 electric hot-water jugs, 6 trons, 7 crystal vases and old Aunt Emily de Waldorff’s set of antimacassars. I had to get rid of the dashed things somehow. Of course, I got them well insured first.’’ Only one really regrettable incident occurred, Cousin Wildflower told us. That was when young Arthur (‘‘foad’’) Bupple, a nice boy . but a bit temperamental, iw the heet of the moment thoughtlessly took Aunt Emily de Waldorff’s well- known features for ax antique gargoyle doorknocker and began biffing into them with the leg of a chair. "What are you doing young man?’ said Aunt Emily.de Waldorf sternly, thus possibly saving her life and causing young Bupple afterwards to sign the pledge. Cousin Wildflower says it was really quite amusing to see the way young ‘‘Toad’’ Bupple dropped the leg of the chair and made one dive out the window with the piercing shriek: "‘My goodness, it’s alive!’’