Woman's Home Journal Vol. XVII, No. 12 (October, 1946)

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Fuentecilla Advertising Manager THIS MONTH’S ISSUE On Our Cover: MISS VICKY QUIRINO, daughter of the Vice-President of the Philippines, Elpidio Quirino. Miss Quirino, though young, has already stepped into her mother's shoes whose untimely dem ise everybody mourns. Still studying at t'he Sta. Scholastica College, she budgets her time such that she is always ready when protocol calls. l\TANILiA is no longer comfortable. It should be remade. But when? How?. Fiction writer and poet Pedroche who is now with the Planning Office and writes by snatches to help ease out the problems of economics which according to him be set him most acutely “along about the middle of the qulncena" exhausts the subject of our future city and takes the scoffers to task. Reading him, we feel that a new and better city is indeed pos sible. When Dr. Encarnacion Alzona sent us the (Continued on page 31) This Month’s Issue . . . . 3 Biography of Dona ^larcela Marino de Agoncillo '4 Encarnacion Alzona For A New and Better City 6 Conrado V. Pedroche Yeyeng’s. Story About Jan 8 Lina Flor Are You Having A Baby? 10 Emma Arce Dean of Filipino Doctoras 11 Sofia Bona de Santos Adoption or Slavery? 12 Ligaya Victorio Reyes Women in the Manila Police 13 Jose Arcellana Death of a Lady 14 Mario P. Chanco Mrs. Roosevelt, U.S. Delegate to the UNO . . 16 Stateside Moods (Fashions) 18-19 Bare Midriff. Two-Tone (Fashions) 22 Table Talk 24 Household Notes 26 Society Matron Endorses Air-Travel 27 Club Woman’s Bulletin Board 28 Woman’s Home Journal is edited and published by the Women’s Publishers, Inp., at 1055 Soler, Ramon Roces Bldg., Manila, Philip pines. Telephone: 8-64-23. Entered as second class matter of the Manila Post Office on July 10, 1946. Subscription Rates: One year P3.00; two years P5.00. OCTOBER, 1946 PAGE 3 By Encarnacion .Ehona THE WIFE OF FELIPE AGONCILLO, FILIPINO STATES MAN, HAS A SECURE PHACE IN THE HEARTS OF THOSE WHO HAD THE PRIVILEGE OF KNOWING HER IN. LIFE A GENTLEWOMAN, A LOVING AND LOYAL WIFE, AN EXEMPLARY MOTHER . .. SHE WAS THE EMBODIMENT OF THE FINEST QUALITIES OF FILIPINO WOMANHOOD 0|N ASCENSION DAY, 30 May 1946. in the picturesque town of Taal, Province of Batangas, passed away quiet ly one of the heroines of our revolutionary era. She was Mar cela Marino de Agoncillo, widow of the Filipino statesrhan Felipe Agoncillo. The Battle of Manila found her living with her five daughters in their home in Malate, Manila. The Japanese drove them out of their house and afterwards set it on fire. Family treasures and heirlooms and irreplaceable souvenirs of the Philippine Revolution and of their exile in Hong Kong were all lost in that fire. Mrs. Agoncillo was left with nothing but the clothes she was wearing; but this was not the first time in her pventful life that she bad Hn deprived of her worldly possessions as this brief sketch will show. Bom of wealthy parents in Taal on 24 June 1859, Marcela, Marino grew up into a beautiful girl. Tall and stately with an angelic face, fair complexion, and wavy black hair the people of her town bestowed upon her the appella tion of virgen, for they said she was as beautiful as the image of the virgin enthroned on the altar in their impressive church. Some times they called her Bubog, the Tagalog word for crystal, on ac counts her sparkling beauty. To catch a glimpse of this adorable beauty people would wait patient ly at the church door and patio for her appearance in the morn ings when, invariably accom panied by a maid or elderly re lative, she went to church to hear mass. Her natural beauty was enhanced by the exquisite pearlytinted pina blouse and the long, full skirt that she usually wore. As it was customary in her days for young ladies of good family to lead a cloister-like existence, rarely was she seen in public, except when she went to church for her devotions. Her parents were known to be disciplinarians, and when the time came for her to finish her education in Manila, they chose the convent noted for its rigid rules. This was Santa Catalina College of the Domin ican nuns, established in the Walled City or Intramuros as it was popularly called. Its board ing students were not allowed to take walks in the streets of the city for exercise as the students of other convents did once £ week or so in a body in the company of a good number of watchful nuns. For five years, young Mar cela remained in seclusion in that convent where she perfected her knowledge of the sonorous tongue and learned the accomplishments of a lady of quality. It was natural for a girl of Marcela's beauty and social stand ing to have many suitors. Indeed, even from distant towns came eligible young men seeking the hand of the pretty girl, but they met only indifference and the parentfs disapproval. There was one Wiung gallant, however, who was undismayed and pursued his suit despite her parent’s opposition. He was Felipe Agoncillo of an opu lent family of the same town. Handsome, wealthy, and a prom ising lawyer, he was without doubt a fair match to the beauti ful .Marcela. Nevertheless, young Mr. Agoncillo had to wait a long time to win her hand and to obtain her parents’ consent. - They were a happily mated pair. Mrs. Agoncillo bore her hus band five daughters. To comme morate these blessed events and as a token of his deathless love and devotion, Mr. Agoncillo pre sented her with a gold bracelet studded with five large diamonds, each diamond symbolizing one daughter. This precious jewel be came one of her most cherished possessions, for Mrs. Agoncillo had loved no other man. Her hus band was her true and only love. Since his death in September, 1941, she had been a most lonely figure. Her daughters found it ne cessary to put away his photo graphs, for at their sight, Mrs. Agoncillo could not repress her tears. She also gave up the room she had shared with him and mov ed to a smaller one adjoining his study on the first floor of the house. She would sit in. the chair at his desk, absorbed in thought. When she walked about the room, she would pause now and then before the bookcases that lined the walls, sometimes touching gently a book or so. For every object in that study summoned memories of the beloved husband she had lost. Once I paid her a call. She was sitting at her husband’s desk with the family account book open be fore her. She still kept an account of the household expenses as in the lifetime of her husband. Her daughter Maria, who was standing PAGE 4 WOMAN’S HOMfc JOURNAL Her association with the rich and privileged did not, however, make her target the poor. It was her practice to distribute every Saturday alms to beggars who came to her regularly. nearby, remarked jokingly: “Mo ther thinks that by noting in that book our income and expen ses she can multiply our money.” When Mrs. Agoncillo noticed me, she stood up, erect and majestic, though considerably thinner than when her husband was living. As usual she complimented me on my Filipino dress saying, “I believe that it is the most becoming and dignified cBstume for us Filipino women.” Her husband, I remem bered, held (the same opinion, and once told me never to give it up for any other costume. JMjRS. AGONCILLO was among those who kept alive the traditional Filipino hospitality. Every caller at her house was of fered refreshments, and .should there be callers at meal time, she insisted on sitting them at her table. In her house there was al ways enough food to serve unex pected guests. She was a charm ing hostess and a competent housekeeper. Under her command, servants worked cheerfully and efficiently. It was inspiring to see how smoothly things ran in that household. The Agoncillos formed a happy and harmonious family. Though she lived in comfort and abundance with servants at her back and call, she supervised the preparation of the family meals, and now and then she would prepare a special dish. She had a fastidious taste and only the best food could satisfy her. Even on ordinary days the finest Filipino and Spanish dishes and confec tions graced her table. Mrs. Agoncillo had known the privations of the life of an exile and a revolutionist. Her'husband’s Revolutionary leanings and act ivity brought upon the family the ire of the Spanish -authorities. Their properties were ordered con fiscated and they had to flee to Hong Kong for their lives. It was there that she made the historic flag that was unfurled in Kawit, Cavite, during the ceremonies of the proclamation of the First Phil ippine Republic on 12 June 1898. For the first time the Filipino na tion had an emblem to symbolize its noble aspiration for an inde pendent existence. It would have filled her with .pride and joy to see that glorious symbol flying alone as the Philippines at last became an independent country on 4 July 1946. How unfortunate that she did not live long enough to see that happy day. From 1895 to 1906 Mrs. Agon cillo remained in Hong Kong with her daughters, while the revolu tion against Spain and the sub sequent war against the United States made life in the Philippines insecure. Her husband’s diplomatic mission abroad left upon her shoulders the entire responsibility of keeping the home fires burn ing. Her youngest daughter Maria was bom in that British colony. She attended to the education of her other daughters, employing tutors to teach them at home. JJPON THEIR RETURN to the Philippines and Mr. Agoncillo’s assumption of high public office, Mrs. Agoncillo’s responsibi lities increased. She bore them all with dignity and charm to the admiration of all who came to know her. High government offi cials were oftentimes guests at her house, and thus she came to know almost every distinguished person in Philippine official and social life. Her association with the rich and privileged did not, however, make her forget the poor. It was her practice to distribute every Saturday alms to the beggars who came to her regularly. At the main entrance to her house, there used to be placed a tray holding coins from which beggars might get the amount they were pleased to take. She left to them entirely the responsibility of deciding how much they should get for them selves. The Agoncillo’s were known for (Continued on page 28) PAGE 5 OCTOBER, 1946 dfaiteJi fiu C. V. Pejrocke J’Dh.a Mew Jur leaders are envisioning a new and bet ter city . . . through the mist raised by the destruction of war. But when? If it does not come now for you—it will1 surely come tomorrow for your children and ours. A CYNIC said: A new and better city—a beautiful and efficient city, indeed! It’s all very nice to contemplate. But when? / ’ y T ’____ « • - your office* once. i "_ ___ But, my dear fellow, we want action, still a third: Planning? Planning? the word before ’ , _ since two years back, I believe? but when do you people begin? Another: Yep, I know all about it. . I was in All the plans in colors! Very decorative. When do we eat? And I seem to have heard of Let me see . . . Oh, yes, ■I mean, too often. Let me see. . . Oh, yes, I am not being impatient— The question is not so hard to answer. It is the attitude of the scoffers which may take some time to correct—and which we want to correct at once, because unless we do so all our ef forts to rebuild our city will prove futile. It is rather un fortunate that we have in our midst quite a few intelligent people who, although they most assuredly would want to see a better city arise from the ruins of Manila, still do not believe in planning, think it is all wistful thinking, and would rather speak lightly of our good intentions than lend a hand to hasten —if but for a day—the rebuilding of their city. First, what is a plan? A plan is a graphic representation, a pro posed method of action or proce dure. In city planning we have a general plan—sometimes called the master or comprehensive plan. This plan offers a basis for orderly growth. Within its frame work every reasonable enterprise Is given maximum chance to de velop and flourish. Improvements can proceed with comparative se curity. Through the general plan we are assured of the orderly de velopment of a more attractive living condition for the people of the city. In other words, with a general plan we know more or less where we are going—and why we are going there. Have you ever paused to con sider why there are slums in the city? Why there are traffic tangles, bottlenecks, accidents ? Alleys, general unhealthiness, crime, child delinquency, and con fusion? You may not realize it but most of the ills that beset our city today may be attributed to the many expedient measures that were adopted in the past to patch up the city without giving much thought to the future. As a con sequence we have now a bastard city of dust and slums, of narrow streets which seem to lead every where but in the right direction, of slimy and disease-breeding esteros, of fishy market stalls, of warehouses in the midst of resi dential districts, of public build ings and offices in business areas. PAGE-6 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL of schools and parks and churches where traffic is most tangled up and furious. We have a very con fused and confusing city, indeed —all because we did not have much planning in the past. How about the Burnham Plan? Oh, yes, of course. The Burnham Plan was the right beginning. No thing was fundamentally wrong with it—except in the execution of the details which were not geared with the changing times and changing standards. . The de tails were followed blindly, in other words, without thought of the problems that arose since Mr. Burnham did the plan. That is, people did not see far enough into the future which is today. None of the planner's fault, of course. So you see how imperative it is that we carry out our plan, not blindly but with intelligence and vision. We must not repeat the mistakes of yesterday. This is our chance ’and our opportunity: to determine today the kind of city that will be inhabited by our children and their children in their turn. TJETHY PLAN at all? But .one y V must know or at least have ah idea of where one is going. One must have some kind of a guide for future action—an itine rary of places one wants to visit, as it were, and of things one wants to secure. If we do not plan at all, the future will spread out before us like a desert—wide, uncharted,incomprehensible — and we would not know what direction to take and where to begin. The first and most important step in city planning is the deci sion to plan. Our government has made this decision in the creation of the National Urban Planning Commission. We must plan, says our government—and so we are planning. This is a bright and healthy sign for I don’t suppose there is much hope for a better and happier city unless we have decided to build one. We fiave decided. As a matter of fact we have gone a step farther: we are putting the finishing touches to the preliminary plans. And here is where the scoffers step in. They say we 'have the plans—and they believe we intend to rest after this. Do we realize, they ask, that city planning cannot stop with the drawings? Of course we do. Who says our work is done? Our work will never cease, for planning is a continu ous process. We have the plans about ready, yes, but it is not to be supposed that this is about all we intend to do. What then is the next step? First we want people to realize that Manila no longer provides fa cilities for good living and there fore it should be remade. We want them to realize that Manila no longer offers enough clean air and open spaces, parks and gar dens for its increasing population, schools and recreational facilities for its children. We ’want them to realize that Manila should be made over and that the time is now. So, do they have anything to say, any suggestions to make? In a series of public hearings the National Urban Planning Commission, with the help of the Manila Metropolitan Planning As sociation, a citizen and non-pro fit organization, proposes to pre sent these plans to the public in order that constructive criticisms and suggestions may be aired and, if found feasible and practical, in5 cooperated into the. final plan. Even at this early stage, you will realize that the task is tre mendous. First of all, planning involves a radical change in our ways of thinking. We have been quite indifferent about the development of our city. Plan ning calls for a direct and dyna mic citizen participation in the process of rebuilding the city. It means social control. We must try to substitute controlled deve lopment for free development. This means that the community must assert and exercise powers heretofore exercised by real es tate men and property owners. We must have a more conscibus (Continued on page 27) OCTOBER, 1946 PAGE 7 I WAS LOOKING out of the window one afternoon when I saw Yeyeng walking down the street. I hadn’t Been her since before the war and I hailed her eagerly. When she saw who it was, she unhesitatingly came over. I noticed several things at once, as soon as she entered the house. She was wearing a black dress whose only relieving feature was a narrow white lace collar, and her eyes were red from recent crying. I asked her where she had come from and she told me that she had just attended a funeral. I was about to ask her whose fu neral it was when she Baid, in a rather defiant way: “Tan is dead —and all my friends look askance because I’m shedding tears and sincerely grieving about it.” I still did not understand but she never gave me a chance to say so. Still in that defiant way, she began to tell me the story about Tan and why it was that she was morurning his death. Tan, Yeyeng said, was a China man.' He was not even a cultured kind of Chinaman; he was a low ly storekeeper. He started by sell ing odds and ends in a miserable corner in the market, and ended up by goipg into partnership with another Chinese and renting the ground space of a house located at the corner of two residential streets and converting it into a sari-sari store. The usual kind of store that hundreds, perhaps thou sands of Chinese ran all over the city before the war. The sort that sold all sorts of things, from nails to rice everything a housewife needed, without her going to the marketplace or the grocers to buy them. It must have been a small store to start with but by the time I met Tan, it was already quite large, having occupied two doors instead of the original one. Siofiy about Jan, ffy LLW FLOR In 1939, my husband was trans ferred to the main office of the firm he was working for and we decided to move to a neighbor hood that would bring him nearer to his work, so he could continue to come home for lunch the way he had always done. We went house-huntin'g and, as luck would have it, we found a nice one right away, located just three blocks from his office building, and with the sign “For Rent” nailed outside. Yes, it’s funny now, isn’t it, but in those days, people actually put out such signs and, what’s more, some houses stayed unoccupied for months before would-be tenants took over. Well, this house seemed to have all the advantages, aside from its being so close to my husband’s work. It was quite large and, un like our former place, which was the usual type of two-story accesoria, it had everything all in one floor, which seemed perfect for me. I did hate going up and down so many times during the day and now, the prospect of hav ing my sphere of motion concen trated on a single floor was a much-welcomed one. Also there was a Chinese store right under neath, on the ground floor, and, even without a servant, I’d be able to send any of my two little boys for anything I might need in my housekeeping, like patis or matches or a cake of laundry soap, for instance, without their having to cross the street. Al though, as I pointed out to my husband, it might also turn out as a disadvantage, this proximity to a sari-sari store: the children would keep seeing something they’d like to buy and pestering the life out of me until I got it for them! Anyway, we moved to this house just five days after we had seen it and its owner, and right that afternoon, while still in the th/oes of unpacking and fixing and nail driving and so forth, I made the acquaintance of Tan. Some fellows from the bodega of my husband’s office had come to help us move and, after they had been lugging stuff up and down all morning, my husband whispered to me to get them something cool to drink, to refresh them. The one servant we had was busy minding the two boys so they vould not get under everybody’s PAGE 8 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL foot while we tried to get organiz ed in our new home, so I went downstairs myself. I went down and there was this Chinaman grinning at me as if he had known me forever. I said, “I’m Mrs. Santos, the new tenant upstairs, and, as you know, we just moved in this morning and I still don’t know where I’d put this and that—everything’s so topsy-turvy still. So, will you pieage let me have ten bottles of sarsaparilla and some of your piononos and I'll pay you tomorrow when I can locate my husband’s wallet which I put away some where?” It was easy to say this, after that welcoming grin. The Chinaman grinned wider and said, “Sure, sure,” and start ed getting the soft drinks and the cakes right away. He 6aid, as he handed them to me, “You better take along our can opener, too. Perhaps you won’t be able to lo cate yours yet”. I gratefully ac cepted this offgr and, before I HIS BEING A CHINESE STORE KEEPER DOES NOT COMPLICATE THINGS ANY NOR MAR THE COM PLETENESS OF THE PICTURE OF A NICE GUY WITH A BIG HEART. went back upstairs, I asked him what his name was because, I ex plained, we were going to be neighbors from now on and we might as well be acquainted. “Peopie in the neighborhood call me by my surname.” he replied, still grinning amiably, “It is Tan.” I had caught sight of another Chinese in the interior of their store and I inquired if he were related to him. “He’s my partner,” Tan replied, "His name is Go.” I said, “It should have been Black. Black goes better with Tan; Go with Stop.” And although he did know what I was talking about and could have suspected that I might be making fun of him, Tan grin ned some more at my sally. I knew then that he was a cheerful, agreeable sort of a chap. That was the beginning, and it did not take long before my en tire family had become very, very much acquainted with Tan. Go was a less approachable person; he was a more serious, almost ta citurn type and he did not make friends very easily. When he was the one attending the store, fewer buyers lingered there. Tan was, it became apparent to us right away, the more popular of the two, in the entire neighborhood. So that when, after a time, Tan bought Go out and the latter moved elsewhere, no one missed him. In fact, some people were said to breathe a sigh of relief for Go was the harder-hearted of the two and was wont to refuse any form of haggling or some times, purchases on credit, where Tan was often generous and agree able to a fault. After Go left, Tan got a young Chinese boy who was a distant relative to assist him at the store. My children got into the habit of getting anything they wanted from the store and having Tan list them down in a very dilapid ated-looking notebook which he kept, hung by a piece of string to a nail behind the door that led to the back part of the store. Twice a month, after pay-day, I’d ask Tan to show me my account and I’d exclaim: “Oh, Tan, those children had been overstepping their bounds again! This sum staggers me, and there’s hardly anything here that I purchased— it’s mostly candy and champoy and dikiam! You mustn’t let them, Tan, or I’d go bankrupt'” Tan would just grin that grin of his and say, “You don’t have to pay it all now, Missis.- You can pay the rest later. Ahd as for the children—I can’t refuse them any thing. They’re so nice, they even help me sometimes.” “Help you,” I’d scoff at him, knowing that he was refering to the times when either or both of my little boys would enter the store and try to lend a hand in the selling, when there were more customers than Tan and his young assistant could handle. "Pester you, you mean!,” I added. But Tan always assured me that my sons were really a great help to him and never bo thered him at all. Early morning of December 8, 1941, as soon as my husband and I heard about Pearl Harbor over the radio, I went downstairs, shivering more from fright than form the season’s weather, and I told Tan, “War has started, Tan. It’s actually happened at last." For of course Tan had been among those who had been talking of nothing else for the past month. .When I said this to him, his face suddenly looked very grave. For the first time since I met him, he failed to grin at me. Then, seeing how frightened I was, he tried to cheer me up by saying gently, ♦‘Don’t be afraid, Missis. America will protect us. Japan will not be able to do anything to us with America protecting us.” I said, “Of course. But just the same, it’s an awful thing to happen, just now.” Tan had become such a close friend of the family, I didn’t mind calling his attention to my condition at the time. He nodded gravely and said, “That’s true. But perhaps, war will be over even before your baby is born. Missis.” Then, suddenly turning practical, he said briskly, “People will start buying and stocking foodstuffs, Missis. You better buy as much as you can now before the crowd starts com ing.” I hesitated and he guessed right away what was ip my mind. He said, gentler yet, “Don’t worry about your bill. Missis. You just get everything you need— every thing. the children need. We’ll talk about the payment later.” You remember that time when it was announced that the Japan ese forces would enter the city o/ Manila. You must recall how, one day before that, people went crazy,and there was looting and wrecking all over the city. When the frenzy touched our neighbor hood, Tan and his young assistant offered no resistance. They them selves opened the doors of their store to the mob that had gathered outside, clamoring and yelling and even threatening. Some of the men and boys in that mob must have felt some qualms of conscience, some secret shame in their hearts, even as they started to tear the store apart, while Tan and the Chinese lad stood aside to let them have their fill. For, before this madness took hold of them, they had been Tan’s custo mers. friends, creditors. And now, they were taking away everything he had. But they tried to justify themselves by proclaiming loud enough for Tan to hear: “It’s bet ter to let us have them, than let them fall into the hands of the Japs!” And Tan, trying his hard est to grin, nodded his head and agreed' that it was really better that way. My husband received his last pay envelope along with the an nouncement that their firm, which was British, would naturally close up. When I went to pay my bill, Tan shook his head, “No, Missis,” he said, “Don’t pay me now.' I don’t need the money. You will need all you’ve got for fodd and supplies from now on. Keep it and save it as long as you can.” I pro tested, “But, Tan, my husband is jobless now and I don’t know when he’d be able to work again. You better take the money while there’s still left of it. Otherwise, I mightn’t be able to pay you at Mil.” He shook his head and said more firmly, “No Missis. I can’t accept. You must save it—for the baby.” I could not even thank him then; my heart was too full. Without his grin and quite sad ly, Tan told me: “I don’t know how the Japanese will behave when they enter Manila, Missis, but I’m woried. This young boy I have with me, he escaped from a town in China after it was occupied by the Japanese army. He is scared to death now because, over there, they killed all the men, raped the women, burned the houses....” he broke off when he saw how terri fied I had become and added has tily, ‘‘But of course here it might he different because —well, tliey might treat the Filipinos differ ently,” he ended rather lamely. During the Japanese occupation, Tan managed, to continue selling some stuff in his store, although, for lack of enough goods, he was forced to close one door. My hus band was not able to find another job—he really didn’t -bother to look for one—and because neither of us had any knack of “buy-andsell,” we had to keep on selling everything valuable we owned, to be able to live from day to day. When my baby girl was bom, Tan gave me a large can of gen uine powdered milk—Klim, no less —which he had managed to hide during all that time. And he also insisted on giving me a ten-peso bill—Philippine currency, mind you!—which I couldn’t very well refuse because he emphatically said it was for the baby. All during the occupation, when our furniture became gradually re duced to the bare necessities and all my jewelry and my husband’s good suits had been sold, Tan would continue to give us one thing or another. Always over coming our protests by saying that it was all in form of a loan which we could pay back when the Ame ricans had returned. (Continued on page 29) OCTOBER, 1946 PAGE 9 covered by their particular health center' and encourage expectant Hu Umma Jree mother, to go to the center tor 99 pre-natal care which includes pe riodic examination of the urine, blood pressure and teeth. They are LOUD KNOCK at the door at midnight, a head at the made to attend lectures in which 1 a woman’s voice calls out, “Yes, what is are taught what food te eat and what things are to be prepared for themselves and the baby. If they need dental treatment, there is a dentist who will attend to their needs. Then shortly before they are due, the mothers are asked whether they would prefer to de liver in the hospital or at home. In any case, the. health center takes care of making the necessary arrangements. Home deliveries are discouraged when the conditions are liable to multiply the probabi lity of infection. However, such things cannot always be prevent ed and midwives and nurses of tentimes have to attend to deliAloud kno< window and it?” “Please come at once,” answers the man at the door. “My wife is about to have a baby.” “Okay, I’ll be down in a.minute,” is the reply. A few minutes later, the expectant, nervous father and the midwife are on their way to welcome a squirming bit of human ity. This incident is reenacted countless times, day and night, < in every district health center. And although midwives, nurses i and physicians find their work nerve-racking at times, yet they , are always ready to attend to a woman in labor pains. ; It takes a great deal of cour age and a deep sense of responsi bility to get up from a warm, comfortable bed and follow an unknown man in the middle of a dark, rainy night simply because he knocks at your door and says that his wife is going to have a baby. It also takes a lot of pa tience and understanding to do away with old customs and su perstitions; to make some mothers believe you when you say that unlicensed midwives (hilot) have brought about a great number of deaths among mothers and infants, or that keeping the placenta in a pot hanging in the middle of the house in no way insures that the child will never wander far away from home. But all this and more is being done by trained personnel of the health department who in their own quiet, unostentatious way struggle daily against all kinds of odds in order that infant mor- ‘ tality may be cut dovn to a mi nimum. Everything is done to give ex pectant mothers the best pre-natal care. Nurses canvass the zone verles under the mostrunfavorable conditions. Once a little boy of six knocked at the Sta. Cruz Health Center at noontime believing that it was a drugstore of some sort. He want ed to buy medicine, for his mother who was about to . have a baby. The mother, a laundrywoman who was new in the city, had no closer relation except her little son. The midwife got her bag of medicine and instruments ancl fol lowed the boy to a little shack situated in the middle of a kangkong pond. After balancing her self precariously over a long row of stones, the midwife was at last able to reach the door. With the help of some neighbors who built a fire and boiled some water, she attended to the woman with out any untoward incident.' Seeing the economic plight. of the • mo ther, the midwife requisitioned for QUIETLY, UNOSTENTATIOUSLY, A TRAINED PERSONAL OF THE HEALTH DEPARTMENT STRUGGLES DAILY AGAINST ALL KINDS OF ODDS IN ORDER THAT INFANT MORTALITY MAY BE CUT DOWN TO A MINIMjUM a layette which the government gives free to indigent mpthers. It usually consists of three yards of flannel, towels, safety pins, feed ing bottles and a tonic for the mother. Performing sutures under the beam of a flashlight, attending to a delivery while squatting on the floor, trying to boil some wa ter when the wood is so damp it does not bum, are all ordinary experiences of midwives and nur ses. Recently a midwife was held up by a gang of thieves. After she had told them her profession and that she was on her way to attend to a delivery, they allowed her to proceed without further molesta tion. It is possible that the rob bers’ hearts were touched by the nobleness of her errand. It is highly probable, too, that know ing that a midwife gets a basic pay of only 70 pesos a month, they preferred not to waste their time. It would be far from sur prising if, out of pity for the un derpaid woman, they had pressed a ten-peso bill in her hand and bade her godspeed. (Continued on page 34) PAGE 10 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL (boon. d^, Filipino Doctoras By SOFIA BONA OF SANTOS A GLIMPSE INTO THE CAREER OF. A PIONEER DOCTORA, ONE FELIPINA WHO OCCUPIES A NICHE IN MEDICAL HISTORY THERE ARE perhaps few Filipino women doctors who. in their girlish dreams of attaining medical renown, had not at some time fancied themselves in one woman’s shoes— Honoria Acosta Sison’s. And then, much later, with the re signation born of professional obscurity which usually follows the more natural and necessarily, inhibiting role of marriage, the wonder grows. It would seem that Honoria Acosta Sison is one of Fortune’s favorite daughters—a rara avis—with the power to fuse a topnotch record as a professional, and an equally Un impeachable record as wife and mother. Today, after 37 years as an obstetrician, she emerges with a spirit as vital and young as that of her own children. Dr. Honoria Acosta-Sison can be credited with a top-notch rec ord as a professional, and an equally unimpeachable record as wife and mother. She has the distinction of being one of the first two Filipino women to pass the pensionados’ examinations in 1904. The other was her husband’s sister. So that even from the first it seemed that her star and that of Dean Antonio G. Sison of the U.P. College of Medicine, were destined to unite. The Filipino pensionada today, despite the knowledge of America which an education patterned after American schools and actual association with Americans has given her, still views the transit into that country with not a few misgivings. Imagine then what it must have seemed to young Honoria in those early days of the American occupation. With an intrepidity which only her' youth and great ambition could have lent her, she enrolled in the Women’s Medical College in Philadelphia, which is 99 years old, and is the only women’s medical college classified under the American Association of Med ical Colleges. And the small brown-skinned Oriental copped the prize in Anatomy when she grad uated in 1909. For this the college — whose fair-mindedness and impartiality she still remem bers with pleasure—accorded her the privilege of practising as resident in the hospital. But this pioneer doctora felt that her sojourn in the States had accomplished its purpose. She yearned for her native Philippines not so much with the nostalgia of the expatriate, but with the impatience of the zealot who felt that her knowledge and energies .were sorely needed in the home land. And thus began a record of service unsurpassed by any other Filipina. She was appointed resident of the Philippine Gen eral Hospital, from which position she gradually rose to full profes sorship. In 1910 she married Dean Sison. The casual friendship between two fellow pensionados (Dr. Sison was at the University of Pennsylvania at the same time) had mellowed under the influence of a common goal and the intimacy of lonely countrymen estranged from home. But rather than limiting her professional activities as one would have expected, their union served to raise this medical team to even higher levels. It may be that this success was possible because the strain of motherhood was imposed upon her many years later, and by that 'time she was quite established in the profession. This woman who had brought the laughter of infants into countless homes now found herself, after eight years of marriage, ironically facing a barren childless future. With this great fear in their hearts the couple left in 1918 for Harvard Medical School to consult Dr. Reynolds, one of the world’s leading specialists on sterility. Arriving in Boston they learned Dr. Reynolds had taken leave to go to Europe. A little later they discovered that Dr. Reynold’s services would no longer be nec essary. They remained to observe in America’s leading hospitals and clinics, and two months after their return to Manila, their son, Antonio Jr. was born. If one should drop in on her during one of her rare breathing spells, she would be found in the little room in Ward 18 of the Philippine General Hospital, which now serves as home for this family of five. Their lovely house in Malate suffered the fate of most houses south of the Pasig during the liberation of Manila. One would find her relaxed on a straight-backed hospital chair with her little Scotch terrier, Bobby, on her lap, and perhaps listening to the garrulous chatter of her children. Doctora is gentle and softspoken, but she can be rabid over a minor breach of hospital routine. She possesses a sweet half-shy smile, and her face remains cur iously unlined despite her totally gray hair. She has an utter dis regard for style in clothes which her own children deplore, but which she dismisses with a dep recating gesture and the placid assertion—“But I am always so tired, and then, I guess I just don’t care.” Yet this woman, with her (Continued on page 23) OCTOBER, 1946 PAGE 11 I I The mass of skin and bones at left | crawled under a house to die. I Fate willed that he be found by I • | the Philipp'ine War Relief Mission j who gave him a new lease on life; i Now he is a regular rolly-polly who can: hold his own ini this best of all possible worlds. Wilt he be offered for adoption? tyaya Victcrio Keyed MIGUEL HANGOY, war orphan, was a miserable affair of. shrivelled skin and misshapen bones when the Philippine War Relief mission fouqd him under a house in Magok, Kiangan. He had crawled under the house to die. Now, some two months after, Miguel is a regular rolly-polly who skips and jumps, chatters and laughs, on his own power. He has put on not only flesh upon bones that had been massaged to strength and straightness, But also a sense of security which springs from the belief that this is a nice world to live in, rather than a miserable one to die in. The Philippine War Relief placed Miguel in a hospital and has spent Pl50 for the 10 weeks that it took charge of the orphan. At present, he is placed in a nice home, not as an adooted child but as a boarder. Mrs. Irene Murphy has olaced Miss Agapita Murillo, nurse, in charge of Miguel. Upon Miss Murillo devolves the duty of seeing to it that Miguel ex periences a happy family life. Tentative plans about offering what brain surgery is to medicine. Miguel for adoption had been When you graft a child’s life broached to the field represents- stream into a family’s life stream, tive of the PWR, but so far, she you attempt a most delicate thing.” has not seriously considered them. In America, Mrs. Murphy went “Adoption is a most delicate piece on, psychologists have discovered of family surgery,” Mrs. Murphy that a child who has experienced explained her hesitation, “It is a happy family life invariably, as , an adult, is responsible for a what meagre subsistence they get. ’’happy family life. Children who This strikes Mrs. Murphy as sur' have been raised in institutions prising. “In a country where childwhere they get no concept what- ren are loved with such care and ever of what a happy family life tenderness.” she said, "I did not is like, find it difficult to raise, expect a thing like this to be alin their turns, happy families for lowed. In my whole stay here, I themselves. Child welfare workers, have not seen an adult raise a hand therefore, who are charged with in anger at a child. I have observthe responsibility of placing insti- ed. too, that Filipinos are the tution children for adoption, do not most non-neurotic people in the dare place them with just any world. I have concluded that this family. They take pains to make is due to the fact that you have legal adoption beneficial not only had bred into you a strong sense for the children but also for the of security through your happy foster parents, and by constant childhood.” supervision, see to it that whatever piece of family grafting is Mrs. Asuncion Perez, director of done, works for the best. Public welfare, confirms Mrs. Murphy’s doubts about the sucHere in the Philippines, Mrs. cegs adoption here. She attriMurphy has observed that adoption butes ^his lack of success to a as practiced without the supervi- number of reasons. One of these sion of welfare organizations is a £ac^ that we have not yet rather deplorable affair. Orphans learned to be our neighbors’ keepwho are adopted into well-to-do erfl ««^e are prone to exploit our families degenerate into the nejgbbors’ children when they are wretched status of slaves, working for their keep over and above (.Continued on page 25) PAGE 12 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL Uhurum, in, iha, MANILA POLICE *«</ JOSE jmCEELAJVA WOMEN DOING POLICE WORK HAVE UNJUSTIFIABLY CAUSED SOME UNPLEASANT THOUGHTS ON THE PART OF THE PUBLIC. BUT KERENS THE TRUTH ABOUT THEM. WOULD YOU ENDORSE THE PLAN TO ABOLISH THE POLICEWOMEN UNIT? Supervisor of the Policewomen unit Sergeant) Susana Q. Gabini who works from 8 o’clock in the morning to 2 o’clock the following day, Sundays included. ★ Pride of the Manila Police is zhe policewomen unit shown at atten tion at left. They are university students, college graduates and plain wholesome nice girls who believe in work. * |N THE ANTE-ROOM STREWN with “tampipi” full of magazines, plastic belts, cigarettes and other toilet articles, you shall have stood for more th?n five minutes, towering be hind a crowd of girls and women whose ages range from 8 to 35, before the lady desk sergeant who is busy scribbling an swers in a questionaire, notices you. She says, apologetically and politely, she’s sorry, for not having noticed you right away. She has to attend to some 40 sidewalk obstructionists just fresh from a haul. Then you are led into an inner room and you meet for the first time the woman behind the policewomen unit upon whose disposition depends the detention or release. of female cases. Her table is half-buried in records, correspondence and a lot of other things. Contrary to your expectation, you find her amiable and soft-spoken and pretty, too. Sgt. Susana Q. Ganibi is the head of the policewomen unit of the Manila police department. Wife of Capt. An tonio P. Ganibi, chief of the criminal reports and records di vision, also of the MPD, she is the mother of five children. Before her appointment as po- working from eight in the mornlicewoman, Sgt. Ganibi was a re- ing straight up to one or two o'porter of the defunct “Manila clock the next morning. Of course Times" under Nick Osmena, “El she takes a bite in between. Comercio,” "Intelligencer," and the The best cooperation, under"Farm Journal." She has been standing and companionship yet with the Manila police since De- ever seen exists in thia unit. Becember 1937 on the first squad cause around 25 are students, appointed to compose the police- some are mothers, while the others women. She topped the civil ser- Hve too far out in the suburbs of vice examination given for that the city, Sgt. Ganibi has coordinapurpose. Out of 86 candidates on- ted their time and their work that ly 9 of them were successful. every one is happy. Rising from the ranks, she was given a break to head the unit. XTISS Teofila G. Daga is the desk This time she had to take the ser- sergeant during the* day. She geant's examination which was is 25 and had finished her normal given last year. She came out on studies even before the war broke top once more wherein 691 male out. During the Japanese occupaand female aspirants participated, tion she was one of the so many Sgt. Ganibi, from then on, has been (Continued on page 30) OCTOBER, 1946 PAGE 13 TERE IS still no sign of life from the two-story mansion beside the shell-pocked main road. The front gate has been demo lished by a large mortar shell and there are many, holes on the roof facing the north. Some sections of the hardwood walls on the same side have been pierced by shrapnel, and the multi-colored glass panes have all been shivered by the explosions of the guna which the Japs emplaced not twenty yards away. Otherwise, the house stands pretty much the same way not many days ago. It is inside that you discover the breath of war. All the beautiThey will have to wait. AN orderly spirit and a quick tongue were two of many characteristics of Dona Rosario. Shortly before the depression the land on which she later built her mansion was covered with small huts and light material dwellings. She bought the lot, had the ground filled up and commenced building a home which was to win several awards for being the most well-kept, the best managed res idence in Manila. In between she acquired several police dogs, three temperamental Angora catB, a loquacious parrot, and a reputa tion for being the sharpest tongued housewife in the neighborhood. Doha Rosario and the envy of the neighborhood. City officials con ducting a contest for the best kept, most efficiently managed homes went timorously up her marble stairs, peeped in awe at the elaborate furnishings and shyly partook of her strange, al' most aloof hospitality. They inspected the wide airy rooms, bounced on the luxurious uphol stery of many an easy chair, strolled through the trim, neatly kept garden. They listened to Doha Rosario's low, resonant baritone as she explained how this particular piece of bric-a-brac had entailed months of painstaking labor and search throughout the he had the best connections and had long made his investments reach a point whereby further activation would prove not only unwise but inexpedient he could afford to sit back and view his 59 years with something approaching smug sa tisfaction. This Doha Rosario would not permit him, and Don Roberto was glad to seek the haven of his large downtown office in company with other kindred souls. In the evening he would come home and listen to Madrid over the short-wave radio, then cower from instinct whenever his wife's voice rose over the corridors to berate some luckless servant who had found a new way of doing things ful rugs, the furnishings, even the large concert piano from which were once played Beethoven and Mozart have been looted. There are a few wardrobe closets left but they have been pushed down either by exploding shells or loot ers, and their boxes are scattered empty all over the floor. The expensive blue silk curtains have been stripped away. -A large Chinese vase which used to stand near the front doorway has top pled on the spacious sunlit porch. The three cleanly split pieces point to a Bhell or some large projectile. ^Pieces of shrapnel are embedded everywhere: on the dull brown hardwood floor, the walls, the ceiling, on the carved, hand made bookshelves where priceless first editions of old Spanish books have been neglected by the looters. Downstairs one of the three Angora cats is still rooting about the debris of the kitchen for the remnants of a meal inter rupted by the war. The family store of food was one of the first things the looters made away with. They have made away with about everything of any value and there is not much that can be found save a few broken down chairs and tables. There were two PCAU officials who came in two days ago intend ing to use the house as a tempora ry field hospital but they changed their minds when they saw the bodies on the ground floor. They have been lying in grisly state for many days now and the odor is enough to turn you giddy. Some have asked why the bodies have not been removed but there is too much work in the hospital with the wounded and dying. All the able-bodied men are either fight ing with the Americans or are evacuating their dazed families to the north. Don Roberto was the husband but in the stormy pattern of life that Doha Rosario followed he was a passive onlooker, a mere cog in a turbulent domestic machine that recognized only one boss—Dona Rosario. IN THE early thirties she brought her apathetic husband on a tour of vacant lots and pos sible residential places in South Manila. The site she ultimately chose was occupied by five nipa shacks and a light material house but the minute she came upon it her mind was made up. She bought the lot, tore down the houses, had earth brought to fill up the swampy ground. The long, dignified mansion that arose became the pride of world’s best markets; and were probably properly impressed when she told them how much her brand of housekeeping had' cost her thus far. They saw a bevy of servants go about a variety of tasks which one man could have done. They left her a bronze plaque awarding her second prize. Doha Rosario received the award with a non-committant shrug. Only second prize? What did these men use for eyes, anyway? To Don Roberto de Carballo, her wealthy, long-suffering Spanish husband, the matter was of little consequence. Housekeeping, after all, was a woman’s job. His task was to supply the money. Because wrong. Rosita, the petite little miss who played the piano, was having boy fever. Doha Rosario looked on and frowned but Don Roberto was more conciliatory. Privately he advised her on what steps to take in case of a too ardent court ship, then promptly subsided whenever Doha Rosario got wind of the matter. Carmen, the only other sister, was a studious sort. She kept mostly to her books, didn’t look up whenever Rosita had visitors. Doha Rosario consider ed her the more observant of the two and proclaimed loudly her virtues over the narra dinner ta ble but Rosita was never more than prudently polite. She knew she was still number one girl, all PAGE 14 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL contrary statements notwith standing. Came the war. In the tumul tuous pre-occupation days of De cember, 1941, Doha Rosario set a giddy pace for normalcy with her vociferous curses at her panicked hired help. With the entrance of the first Japanese troops the tem po abated slightly. Dona Rosario wanted to see how the wind blew. She found it not too different; the Japs were trying hard to convince 18,000,000 Filipinos of their divine mission in the Islands, but other wise they let the people pretty much to themselves. To be sure, quite a nun$ber of the old prewar privileges and liberties had been curtailed but that was to be ex pected. They had anticipated much worse. The first two years were rather hard on the rank and file of Fili pino citizenry. A number of Fili pinos were near starvation, food lege, came of a substantial family that owned extensive properties in the city and in the provinces. Merely to test him she began mak.ng it hard for him to visit Rosita who was then beginning to fall in love with him. Then she let the reins loose, began to invite sur prised neighbors to a wedding banquet of such Roman splendor that passing Japanese scaled her high walls to look over. If the^ had expected to be in vited they were disappointed. Do na Rosario looked at them coldly, turned her back and resumed her job of of feeding the vast, awed multitude. In September, 1944, the Amer icans led their first planes over Manila to disprove the Japanese contention in the puppet newspa pers that everything was pro gressing according to plan. Dona Rosario cared little about world affairs but she knew enough to suited the Chief, received the same answer. The next day a group of Jap anese officers called at the house. The interpreter had lived in Bra zil; in painfully fluent Spanish, he informed her that the Impe.rial Japanese Army had decided to occupy the block of which her house was a salient part. Al ready, they had driven out three families from their residents, and had commenced the construction of a concrete pillbox on the side facing the main road. It would be advisable, the interpreter his sed, for them to move while con ditions still permitted moving. Then he began recounting stories of the Japanese love for the Fili pinos, of their solicitude for the welfare . of the city population, and-----The answer floored the interpre ter. The officers merely looked Events moved fast after that. In January, 1945, the invasion of Luzon set things humming in the besieged city of Manila. Convoy after convoy of soldiere, ammuni tion and supplies went rushing by the main street bound for points south. The garrison was slowly augmented; and in the low bun galow to the left of Dona -Rosa rio’s mansion another platoon of marines arrived^ They began digging up the street corners, planting tank obstacles, cutting down the beautiful acacias for barriers. One of them passed by Dona Ro sario’s residence, noted the thick cement walls. Without ado he produced hammer and chisel, be gan to chip out loopholes. Other soldiers came with sandbags. They, walled in one corner of the yard while Dona Rosario looked furiously on. She wanted to HERE IS THE TRUE STORY OF A VAR IANT WOMAN, A RICH WOMAN IF ONE MEASURES BY WEALTH A1L0NE, AND A WOMAN RICH IN. COURAGE — THE LADY, THE DONA IN ALL HER UNTAR NISHED SPLENDOUR. YYlaJiw (P. Chanci) prices began to soar. In 1944, the situation rapidly worsened. Dona Rosario looked out Her windows at the rapidly lengthening queues of beggars, noted the long wearied columns of Jap soldiers being unloaded from transports that filled Mani la bay. As yet she felt no alarm. The family had enough money to meet any contingency and there were enough tasks to keep her workaday \yorld busy.' She still kept her servants, even took on another when the gardener plead ed with her for an extra ration of rice. “Bring him here,’’ she snapped. “If he wants to eat badly enough I can always find work for him to do.” Toward the end of 1943 a per sistant young Chinese began bad gering little Rosita. Dona Rosa rio looked upon him with suspi cion, then noted with grudging ad miration how faultless his beha vior was compared to the others who had come courting. He was young, had gone to coltell her that better times were coming. DON ROBERTO still went to his friend’s house to listen to news over a secret radio but there had been too many arrests lately. It was dot wise to risk one’s life with so much V stake. The trek to the provinces was just beginning. Don Roberto, list ening to the roar of anti-aircraft guns and exploding bombs, sought his stolid spouse and suggested that perhaps it would be safer in the provinces. Dona Rosario’s reply was short but emphatic: “No. We stay.” More and more ships began pouring in from battered Japan ese ports into Manila Bay. For tifications were being erected all around the city. Coming home from his deserted office one day Don Roberto saw Jap engineers boring deep into the Walls of Intramuros, placing dynamite charges under all the city’s big bridges. Worriedly he rushed home, conabout disinterestedly during the conversation, but when the con text of Dona Rosario’s reply was translated they turned coldly po lite. They stood up, executed a considerable number of bows, and left. The door slammed unkindly on their hurt faces. In two weeks they were back. Another family, the interpreter explained, had since seen fit to leave the block. Perhaps Dona Rosario would like to move now. The Imperial Army was ready to pay her six months rent plus tran sportation to any part of the city where she might care to go. The reply did not change. On the way down, one of the officers. saw the little calf which Dona Rosario had been tending with motherly solicitude for over a year. He unhooked the animal, led it to the waiting truck. Dona Rosario stood by trembling, her lips compressed. She opened her mouth to say something and then just as quickly closed it.' scream, to cry out, protest against this ruthless invasion of he? domi cile but even her narrow mind could see the futility of such an undertaking. It was not easy to argue with these Japs. You might win once, and then there was no telling what they might do later. But she withheld her tongue. Who could tell whether the forti fications were actually to be used ? People said the reason they were being constructed was to keep the guerrillas lying low. The Japs were going to move out as soon as the Americans entered the ap proaches. There would be a little fighting but as long as the people stayed indoors in their shelters they were safe. That was what Dona Rosario told her neighbors but privatel^ she harbored her own doubts. During the first three days of February she saw her worst'fears slowly borne out. Daily, the ex plosion of large demolition charges throughout the city sent her An(Continued on page 23) OCTOBER, 1946 PAGE 15 Mrs. Anna Eleanor Roosevelt, wife oj U. S. President Franklin D. Roosevelt, is a world traveler, writer and lecturer and long has 'been active in educational, sociological and political affairs of the U. S. She was assistant director of the U. S. Office of Civilian De fense in 1941-42. Her writings include a daily newspaper column, My Day, and the books, When You Grow Up To Vote, published in 1932; It’s Up To The Women (1933), and The Moral Basis Of De mocracy (1940). Bom in New York City, in the eastern U. S., on October 11, 1884, she was educated in private schools and married Mr. Roosevelt on March 17, 1905. Mrs. ROOSEVELT U.S. DELEGATE TO UNO F.OM A secluded cottage on the Roosevelt estate in Hyde Park, New York State, one of America’s most famous wo men continues to exercise the same ardent interest in public af fairs which for 12 years she demonstrated in the White House as the First Lady of the United States. ' When she—.Mrs. Eleanor Rodsevelt—.left the White House after the death of President Franklin D. Roosevelt on April 12, 1945, she did not seek retirement from the score? of diverse interests which had characterized her busy life. Rather, she envisaged broader .horizons and more time to devote to her writ ing, her lecturing, and the causes which she had so earnestly advocated for many years. These were myriaif. Social better ment of all races and all classes, better housing; maternal and child welfare: public health and education; industrial injustices; labor problems, rural improvements: youth movements; in ternational relations, home arts and native crafts., Often openly in defense of, al- poorest homes, to factories and to ways in behalf of, the projects mines to observe for herself the which she frankly cherished, Mrs. conditions which she believed Roosevelt appeared the length and should be corrected. breadth of the United States, in- Mrs. Roosevelt has had an equalvited by hundreds of groups and ly large audience through her organizations. She travelled writings. Her Syndicated column, thousands of miles—some 280,000 “My Day,” reaches millions of (448,000 kilometers), in the seven readers. In addition, she writes years preceding the war—to fill many magazine articles. During these speaking engagements, her first seven years in the White Probably no woman has ever been in so many places of bright splen dor and so many of dark misery as Mrs. Roosevelt, for she has made visits to asylums and to the House she sold 51 articles, wrote three books, planned two others, and help numerous other writers in publishing their works. These writings have often been “sandDelegates to the United Nations Conference on International Organization stand in silent tribute to the late U. S. President, Franklin D. Roosevelt, on April 26, 1945, one day after the confer, ence opened in the War Memorial Opera House in the U. S. Pacific coast city of San Francisco. Joaquin Fernandez y Fernandez, For eign Minister of Chile and chairman of the Chilean delegation, pre sented a resolution of the American republics which invited all of the United Nations “to render homage to the memory of Franklin D. Roosevelt? by adopting the “solemn purpose of fulfilling the great work he had done toward the establishment of a peaceful world," and to stand for one minute in silent tribute to his mem•fUo Members of the executive committee of the United Nations In terim Commission on Food and Agriculture gather about a confer ence table in Washington, the U. S. capital, for work on long range plans designed to bring about better food distribution in the post war world. The Interim Commission was organized by 44 United Nations and associated1 nations whose representatives attended the Hot Springs Food Conference in the U. S. in the spring and sum mer of 1943. Its major task was to lay the groundwork for the establishment of a permanent organization whose goal will be to raise subsistence standards throughout the world. PAGE 16 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL wiched” in between speaking and radio engagements, even done on trains, in hotels, or at any lastminute stop where a wire or air mail letter could be sent. Carries On Extensive Correspondence IN addition, Mrs. Roosevelt’s contacts with the women of the United States through cor respondence have been extensive. Throughout the years women have felt free to write to her on any question, of a personal nature or of national significance. These letters were received frequently at the rate of 800 per day. Con sequently, no woman in America is today better known to millions of other women than Eleanor Roosevelt—her favorite recipes; what she likes to wear; her favor ite books; her views on democ racy; on children, her daily com ings and doings. On the other hand, the ex tremely busy and eventful life which Mrs. Roosevelt has always led has called for perfect timing, systematic arrangement, and a business-like attitude. She has disciplined her mind and spirit to do whatever she has to do; with the habit of concentrating on the job of the moment.' She also has cultivated the knack of relaxation between jobs. Fortunately, Mrs. Roosevelt always has had splendid health and abundant energy, which she guards by a reasonable scheme of living: She plays tennis and rides horseback with her grand children, is an excellent swimmer, takes long walks in the country, loves nature, and the intimate associations of her family and home. (Continued on page 20) Representatives of the Republic of Mexico and the Commonwealth of the Philippines sit be side President Franklin D. Roosevelt of the Unit ed States and .U S. Secretary of State Cordell Hull in Washington, the U. S. capital, in June, 1942, at a ceremony which marked the adherence of the two nations to the Declaration of the United Nations. The Declaration was signed originally an Jan. 1, 1942, by 26 countries which promised to bind themselves together to defeat Germany and Japan, and to work together to establish a just peace for all the people of the world. Year, ly, on June 14, celebration of United Nations Day throughout the world marks a reaffirmation of the spirit of the Atlantic Charter, on which the Declaration is based. At the table are seated, left to right: Dr. Don Francisco Castillo Najera, Mexican Ambassador to the United States; President Roosevelt; President Manuel Quezon, who, until his death on Aug. 1, 1944, was president of the Philippine Commonwealth;. and U. S. Secretary of State Cordell Hull. Behind them are repre sentatives of the other United Nations, each standing before the flag of his country. Two administrative officers of the United Nations Interim Com mission on Food and Agriculture meet at the Commission’s head quarters in Washington, the U. S. Capital, to discuss its long range program for raising subsistence standards throughout the world through better distribution of foods. The United Nations Interim Commission on Food and Agri culture is working in Washington, the U. S. capital, on lang range plans seeking to insure better food distribution in the post war world. The Interim Commission was formed on July 15, 1943 by representatives of 44 United Nations and associated nations follow ing the Hot Springs Food Conference held in the U. S. in the late spring of that year. OCTOBER. 194b PAGE 17 A DRIFT of black net over taffeta . a bare shoulder neckline and a lone huge bloom, red as red, for the stunning evening formal beGENEROUS flaps for the peplum, a Vall banded in jet black sequins make ck dress a rare type. A jersey bandeau tiara of braids which are her very own. • CANDY RED stripes on white buttons that you’d feel like munching. . and a figure that’s got what it takes . all these make this enviable dinner silhouette at left. During her 12 years in the White House, Mrs. Roosevelt achieved unique distinction in her official entertaining and in her duties as First Lady. The tall, graceful woman with greying hair was known to people in all walks of life. Her warmth and ease of manner put every individ ual at ease in the White House, regardless of his station or pur pose. School children, soldiers and sailors, clubwomen, govern ment workers, educators and foreign visitors have known the cheerful welcome of Mrs. Roose velt in the great reception rooms of the White House, just as visit ing dignitaries of the highest caliber have known her gracious greetings at state functions. King George and Queen Elizabeth, Queen Wilhelmina of the Nether lands, the Crown Prjnces and Princesses of Norway, Sweden and Denmark, Madame Chiang Kai Shek, have all been her/guests. MRS. ROOSEVELT U. S. DELEGATE TO THE U. N. O. (Continued from page 17) It was typical of Mrs. Roosevelt’s individual approach that the state affair in Washington for King George and Queen Elizabeth was impeccable in its conservatism, but that the picnic given for them at Hyde Park included the tradi tional American “hot dogs” (smoked sausages) and the gay spirit always accompanying a Roosevelt outing. Mrs. Roosevelt exhibits the same individuality and character istic good taste in her clothes and her personal appearance. Gen erally her frocks, hats, and acces sories are practical, of warm colors, suited to the lines of her ’tall figure. She buys a number of things at once, and it is said that no woman in America can choose hats with such speed as Mrs. Roosevelt. The famous mil linery designer, Lily Dache, once noted in a news reel that Mrs. Roosevelt was wearing one of her hats with the back part in front. Frantically, she wired her concern ing the “oversight,” and Mrs. Roosevelt responded by asking for a hat with neither front nor back, so that she could 'see well while wearing it. It was not logical that such an individualistic First Lady could move so freely and widely in the public spotlight of American democracy without exciting a great flood of varied public opinion. Probably no prominent national figure, especially a woman, has been so warmly commended and so roundly criticized. by friends and foes as has Mrs. Roosevelt. Completely frank and self-confident in her actions and expres sions, and breaking many pre cedents to preserve the rights which she considered her own, she has frequently been the target of a barrage of public criticism. Much of Earnings Go to Charity rj these periodic outbursts Mrs. Roosevelt maintained the same calm • demeanor which character izes her under many trying situa tions. , It is now generally understood that thousands of dollars from her earnings have been turned over to charity, including aid for blind and crippled children, for the jobless and homeless, educa tion of deserving boys and girls, and in combating juvenile delin quency, and for community health and school /projects*. As for denunciation of her alignment with numerous “causes” and groups, Mrs. Roosevelt simply adhered to the principle which any American citizen might claim: That any person has the right to do what he thinks best for the public good. Her services and activities dur ing the war were, of course, in numerable. Her travels were limited, but when she did fill engagements within reasonable .'distance, she made no special de mands and accepted the cruih and emergencies of wartime trayel, along with the general public. Her concern was not so much “how” she might reach her destination, but simply to get there. She fre quently rode in day coaches, and one ef the favorite stories about her wartime travels is that she sat on a soldier’s suitcase in the aisle of a crowded train return ing from New York. Mrs. Roosevelt’s major wartime travels were in the Caribbean, Great Britain, Scotland, Northern Ireland and New Zealand. She mingled with American troops stationed in those areas, visited hospitals, saw the war work being done by women in the various countries, and made official re ports on her finding^ upon her return to the United States. Entertaining at the White • House during the war was ex tremely curtailed and on a s^ict rationing basis. She entertained informally at teas many groups of soldiers, veterans from military hospitals, and -representatives from numerous foreign countries sent to the United States on war time missions. Mrs. Roosevelt set the example to Victory Gard eners by encouraging and increas ing production on her farm in New York, where great varieties of vegetables and fruits were canned. Much of the White House supplies for wartime meals came from these stocks. Mrs. Roosevelt aided in Red Cross drives and campaigns for Allied relief, for clothing, and for the recruitment of badly needed nurses aides in hospitals. She was an indefatigable worker as an assistant director of civilian defense in 1941, arriving at the office of the organization, a mile from the White House, at 9 o’clock each morning. She constantly urged American women to do more and more in the war effort, point ing out that “we in the Western Hemisphere have escaped so .much of the destruction of war, we should never complain about the minor hardships we may un dergo.” Early Proponent of United Nations AS one of the earliest propon ents of the United Nations, Mrs. Roosevelt was eager and enthusiastic for the venture, and the full cooperation of the United States in efforts for a world com munity. She participated in numerous forums on the DumPACE 20 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL barton Oaks proposals, and took an early interest in problems of postwar significance—the welfare of returning veterans, better housing for the underprivileged, the care of children of working mothers, and public education, particularly in the rural field. Citizenship has always been one of her favored themes for educa tional programs. She endorsed during the war a year’s compul sory study for young people which would emphasize “knowledge of government and citizenship.” “I am totally opposed,” she pointed out, “to a complete mili tary program. But I would like to see the young people of the United States offered the opportunity of proper instruction to basic state and community service. Such a program should be free from political intent, and should enable young people to make up their minds intelligently on vital questions on citizenship.” At her morning press confer ence on the day of the President’s death, Mrs. Roosevelt had outlined a week’s busy calendar, including visits to hospitals and several women’s organizations, and the entertaining of foreign representa tives in the capital. At the tragic hour of the afternoon that calendar was, of course, abandoned. But Mrs. Roosevelt accepted this great catastrophe of her life with the indomnitable spirit and courage with which the experience of many years, many problems, and of many situations, not all of them happy, had endowed her. She went through the trying days following the President’s death with a determined peacefulness and repose, as she worked to clear the White House of the Roosevelt family’s personal belongings, and to have it in readiness for the new First Lady of the land, Mrs. Bess Truman. In keeping with tradition, Mrs. Roosevelt, on the day Mrs. Truman officially took over the duties of the White House as its mistress, accompanied her on a complete tour of the establishment, introducing mem bers of the household staff to her. Then, she took her leave of the 500 members of the staff, most of whom in 12 years had become as familiar to her as the members of her own family. This was the transition of Mrs. Roosevelt from the longest period passed in the White House by the wife of any President of the United States to, it might have Four delegates to the opening session of the United Nations Relief and Rehabilitation Administration conference met in Atlan tic City in the eastern U. S. state of New Jersey, on November 10, 1943, one day after representatives of 44 United Nations and. as sociated nations signed the UNRRA agreement at the White House in Washington, the U. S. capital. UNRRA is the first general in ternational organisation established by. the United Nations for post war cooperation and its overall objective is to provide relief and rehabilitation in areas as they are liberated from the enemy, and in the immediate postwar period. The delegates, who shaped the policies and program for UNRRA’s operation are, left to right: Joaquin M. Elizalde, former Philippine resident commissioner in ashington, D. C.; Ralph William Close of the Union of South Afri ca; Vasili Alexseevich Sergeev of Russia; and Henrique GU-Fortoul of Venezuela. been thought, her own life and pursuits. But actually, Mrs. Roosevelt is moving today in the same wide, busy circle of people and events which surrounded her as the wife of the late President of the United States. The de mands upon her time, her energy, her wisdom and sympathy have continued, and she is making just as zealous efforts to comply and cooperate with the numerous and complex problems of postwar ad justment, both on the interna tional and the domestic front. She exhibits the same interest in plans for better housing, for social improvements of all kinds, and for the care of veterans and their families. She fills many speaking engagements, writes her daily column, “My Day,” as well as numerous other articles. Has Broad Knowledge in Inter national Affairs BUT perhaps nearest Mrs. i Roosevelt’s heart is her active connection with the United Nations Organization, resulting from her long and earnest sup port of the Allied efforts to maintain world peace, and her broad knowledge of international affairs. President Truman last January appointed her the only woman delegate from the United States to the First Assembly of the United Nations which was held in London. ( Enroute to the London Assembly, Mrs. Roosevelt wrote in her column; “On the success or failure of the United Nations Organization may depend the preservation and continuation of our civilization ... The building of the UNO is the way that lies before us today. Nothing else except security for all the peoples of the world will bring freedom from fear of des truction.” In London, the long-established international popularity of Mrs. Roosevelt was an immediate factor in her contacts and duties in the Assembly. As a fellow delegate said; “Mrs. Roosevelt’s work did not end in the confer ence or committee rooms; she was constantly sought out by people for advice and counsel.” Mrs. Roosevelt was appointed as the only woman member of the Commission on Human Rights, which functions under the im portant Economic and Social Council of UNO. The work of the Commision is to be directed toward (1) an International Bill of Rights; (2) international dec larations on conventions on civil liberties, the status of women, freedom of information and civil matters; (3) protection of minor ities; (4) prevention of discrimina tion on grounds of race, sex, language or religion. In the responsibility of this Comrhission has to do with ‘ promot ing universal respect for, and observance of human rights and fundamental freedom.” It seems fitting that Mrs. Roosevelt can thus see her own life aims and ambitions reflected in these words of world leaders, who are charged with applying them for the good of all human ity. CHILDREN’S DRESSES are • COLORFUL • STYLISH . • DURABLE • LOW PRICED “ f’atrontzo Trades & /ndustne* < four Coumtymoi.-'-QUEZON OCTOBER, 1946 PAGE 21 EVENING Lags, whether gleaming gold, {/tinting jet black or multicolored sequins favor one pleasing shape, the pouch .shape. ★ HAVE YOU tried tying bright hankies end to end to use as a belt for your black dress? Let two of them dangle for good measure. ★ THERE’S a very adept hairdo that goes beautifully with your black dress. Wear your hair in braids fashioned like a double tiara worn high. Leave alone as is or cover with a turban expressly made for the purpose. The turban is black, can’t afford to be otherwise. AS LONG as it is sequins in the brightest hues, don’t vacilate to use childish applique motifs on your party dress. At the Congressional Ball, Mrs. Moran wore a white temo, its only embellishment four besequined figures of children at play—two on one wing of camisa, two on the drape of side hip. ★ SPEAKING of this vogue for sequins and glitter, any print dress looks an altogether different one when its design ts touched up with the called for glitter. PACE 22 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL (frtaih. (bsu/utc of A Lady @ (Continued from page 15) of Filipino Doctoras (Continued from page 11) gora cats whimpering to her. Fires began breaking out with monotonous regularity. People were banned from the streets; the markets began closing. Wa ter and electricity were shut off. Everywhere signs of the ap proaching battle were appearing. On the morning of February 5, Dona Rosario woke up to the ^noise of picks and shovels. She looked out of her kitchen window and saw the marines from the pillbox behind her garage break ing down her wall. This was go ing a little bit too far. Red with anger, she tramped downstairs. The marines merely looked at her curiously: then, when the fury of her speech became too apparent for passive listening, one of them stood up and hit her across the mouth. Dona Rosario stepped back. A cold fury began to well inside her. She took a step forward, then paused when the marines stood up and con fronted her menacingly. Help lessly she looked back at the house where the horrified family peeped from behind closed win dows. She closed her eyes, went hack. WEDNESDAY morning, the -V, marines came. They had noticed the chickens in the yard, and they wanted three of them. They had brought some sugar— would she care to trade the chick ens for sugar? Dona Rosario’s reply was any thing but polite. The leader smiled, bent down to catch one of them anyway. All the pent-up fury of the last few days finally found expression. Screaming, she flung herself on him, clawed at his face and pulled at his scrub by hair. The leader stepped back a couple of paces, executed a few deft movements. When they pick ed up the rest of the chickens Dona Rosario was still lying on the floor. At lunch time, Don Roberto found courage to speak to his bruised wife. “Hija mia,” he pleaded, “let them get whatever they want. Por dios, what are three chickens against our lives?” Dona Rosario made no answer. Her husband shook his head and hoped the incident was forgotten. In the evening, the same group of marines came back. This time they passed through the front gate, bowed politely when inside as though they had come for a friendly visit. There ' were no lights except a small lamp in a corner which failed to illumine the rifles and the length of rope which one of the marines car ried. Don Roberto took them in, bade them be seated. The rest of the family hovered fearfully in the flickering light. Dona Rosario came out of Her room like a raving avenger. It took just two shots to silence her. Rosita screamed, turned around to go to her baby and fell dead with several bayonet thrusts in the back. Don Roberto shrank into his chair, but not deeply enough to evade the wooden spear which repeatedly buried itself in his corpulent frame. One by one, like cats after mice, the marines hopped after the rest of the house hold. The servants ran around squealing like pigs, were shot or bayoneted and thrown to one side. Inside a room Rosita’s baby began to cry. A marine went in, pressed his rifle against the tiny body. The baby could still be heard cry ing the next day. AN explosion sounded not far off. As the marines went dawn back to their pillbox^ the light from a burning warehouse not three blocks away fell momentar ily on their blood-stained faces. From the north side of the Pasig River came the sharp staccato of rifle and machine gun fire. Less than 72 hours later the Americans had arrived. The tiny Angora cat passed through the rooms, looking for his master. manifold professional duties,, still attends to marketing and cook ing, and in the words of her hus band—“My children can’t cook as my wife does.” Than which no higher accolade! , She left for Europe in 1927 and returned as the champion and ex ponent of the low cesarean sec tion as a safer operation than the classic cesarean section. Obstetri cians of the old school severely criticized her, but today the low cesarean section has become the routine procedure in most hos pitals. In 1939 she was chosen delegate to the Convention for Obstetri cians and Gynecologists in Cleve land. She left on a German boat, but before reaching Japan, she learned that Germany had declared war on England. She returned to the Philippines. |C1|HE believes that religion and O science could always meet on a mutual ground. As an obste trician she has often had to make the tragic decision between an infant’s life and its mother’s, where to do nothing would have cost both. And always, in that indeterminate fringe which limits science, she has given the edge to God. Her views on birth control are consistent with this. She does believe—and her husband with her—that to have more children than parents could decently care for is objectionable. But the means they would recommend toward controlling this would find no quarrel even with the Pope. And then the question which all career women have asked them selves: Can one realy take mar riage and career in the same stride? Her answer, if vague, gives cry to eveay woman’s in dividualistic urge to rise above the shackles of her sex: “One could always adjust things. All I ask is to be allowed to pursue my work; It would be such a waste to study and then to abandon what you studied for.” When asked finally, what out standing experience has high lighted her career, she paused for a moment in thought, then, with the memory of thirty-seven years in her smile, she answered, “Why—having my children, I sup pose.” One could easily believe it. Antonicf Jr., who is a doctor (naturally!) and who has left for his father’s Alma Mater in Philadelphia. And Pastora, the 'youngest, who also—and again, naturally! — is on the way to be coming an M.T). And then, Nori, frail mystic blossom among these scolytes of Apollo, as if in her they had found requital for the too close contact with ailing flesh. And so, as Filipino women move forward in the paths of progress and enlightenment, some there will be who, having embraced medicine, the most exacting of profesions, will reap fulfilment or disillusion. In whichever case, Honoria Acosta Sison will have invariably been to them an inspiration and an ideal. OCTOBER, 194F PAGE 23 HERE ARE recipeg that would be •just your vehicle in the event you decide that there is nothing bet ter like a change of menu. For a change, there’s nothing these recipes. Try them and draw your own conclusions which we know will tally with ours, we who have put a few of them to a test with surprisingly pleasing re sults. Okra Creole 3 tbsp, butter 1 onion, chopped % green pepper, chopped 1 clove garlic, chopped 2 c. canned okra Melt butter, saute onion, pep per and garlic in ft for 5 minutes. Add tomatoes and okra (drain and sliced), season to taste with salt and pepper. Cover and .sim mer % hour until thick. Kidney Ragout 1 pound veal kidneys, uncook ed Flour Salt and pepper 4 slices bacon, diced 1 onion chopped 1 c. boiling water 1 c. mushrooms, or 2 c. diced, cooked carrots J^/iTOMATO JUICE LIBBY, McNEILL * LIBBY (PHIL) INC. FILIPINAS BLDG. like' move from pan and Trim kidneys and wash in vi negar water. Cut them in small dice, roll in seasoned flour. Fry the bacon and onion gently. Re brown kid neys in bacon fat. Add all ingre dients, then simmer until kidneys are tender, probably 30 minutes. Canton Salad 2 tbsp, gelatin % c. cold water 1 c. boiling water % c. sugar 1 pt. bottle gingerale % c. diced apple % c. diced Canton ginger % c. diced celery % c. diced pineapple Soak gelatin 5 minutes in cold water, add boiling water, sugar and gingerale. Chill. When mix ture begins to stiffen add diced fruit and celery. Chill in square or oblong pans. When set, cut in cubes and serve with whipped cream mayonnaise, on shredded lettuce. Beef Tongue Soak slightly corned, (pickted) beef in cold water for several hours. Place in a deep kettle, co ver with boiling water and add: 6 whole cloves, 6 peppercorns, 1 tablespoon vinegar. Bring to a boiling point, then reduce heat and simmer 3 to 4 hours or until tongue is tender. Let stand in water to cool, remove to platter, remove skin and trim the root end. Ripe Olive, Celery and Apple Salad 15 small or 8 large olives 1 c. cut celery 1% c. diced apple % green pepper, chopped % c. chopped walnuts Salt Salad dressing Cut meat from olives and add to celery, apple, pepper and wal nuts. Sprinkle with salt and add enough salad dressing to moisten. Serve on crisp lettuce. Baked Stuffed Fish One 3 to 3% pound fish Salt, pepper, dry mustard Clean and wash large fish. (If head is retained, remove eyes af ter cooking. Tail should be wrap ped in paper to prevent burning). Sprinkle fish inside and out with seasonings. Fill with stuffing, skewer or sew cut edges toge ther. Cut gashes on each side across the fish and brush with butter, or other fat. Grease bak ing sheet, place fish on it. Bake in moderate oven, 375°F., allowing 15 minutes to the pound, or until flesh can be easily separated from bones. If necessary, baste fish occasionally. Remove to serving platter, garnish with parsley and lemon sections. Chinese Cabbage and Oysters Shread the cabbage and parboil it in salted water for 10 minutes. Butter and fill a shallow baking dish with the drained cabbage shreds. Saute in butter 1 dozen oysters till their edges begin to crimp, then lay them on the bed of cabbage. Pour over them a thin cream sauce made with the oyster liquor top with crumbs browned in butter and finish by browning in a hot oven for 20 minutes. Rice Fruit Dainty 1 c. cut-up fruit 1 c. cooked rice 1 c. confectioners’ sugar 1 c. whipped cream Mix fruit, rice, and sugar thoroughly, fold in whipped cream, chill. Garnish each serving with red cherry. Ham Drumstick 2 c.‘ fine soft bread crumbs, packed 2/3 c. milk 2 tbsp, soft jelly 3 tbsp, prepared mustar d Paprika 4 slices smoked ham. cut thin for rolling Make a dressing of crumbs, n^ilk,' jelly, mustard and paprika. , Spread on ham slices, roll and fasten with toothpicks. Insert a skewer through the center to represent a drumstick. Brown in hot shortening, add a little water, cover, cook until tender. Shrimp Creole in Rice Ring 2 pounds raw fresh shrimp 1 pound fresh mushrooms 1 small bottle stuffed olives 1 No. 3-can tomatoes 4 tbsp, shortening 1 medium onion, sliced Salt and pepper Plunge the shrimp into slightly salted, boiling water, simmer them 15-20 minutes. Drain and plunge into cold water. Remove shell and black intestinal vein. Saute onion in shortening, add mush rooms and cook o'ver slow flame until mushrooms are tender and lightly browned. Stir while cook ing. Add shrimp, tomato and seasonings, simmer 20 minutes. Add sliced olives 5 minutes be fore serving in the hot rice ring. Hot Rice Ring: Boil 2 c. washed rice in large kettle of boiling salted water, until tender. Drain, season with salt and 3 tbsp. Place in well-greased ring mold and set in warm place until ready to serve. Unmold onto large serving plate, fill center with shrimp mixture. Noodle Ring with Salmon 4 oz. egg noodles 1/1*4 c. white sauce 2 eggs well-beaten Cook noodles until tender, in salted water, drain, mix with sauce and eggs, pour into ring mold and bake 45 minutes in moderate oven, 375’F. Turn out, fill center with Creamed Salmon: 4 tbsp, butter 4 tbsp, flour Cream Sauce 2 c. salt 1 tsp; vinegar 2 hard-cooked eggs, chopped 1 pimiento, chopped 2 tbsp, parsley, chopped Lamb A La King 4 tbsp, lamb fat 4 tbsp, flour 1-3/4 c. lamb broth or gravy 2 c. cubed, cooked lamb 1 tbsp, shortening 1 medium onion, sliced 1/2 c. peas 1 pimiento, chopped - Make a cream sauce of the lamb fat, flour, and gravy. Sea son to taste. Add lamb and heat gently. Melt shortening and fry onion until lightly browned. Add to lamb. Add peas and pimiento. Serve on pastry or toast points. PAGE 24 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL Hollywood Beauty Secrets (Continued from page 32) • ADOPTION OR SLAVERY > large number of women regularly victimize their pocketbooks and their beauty by failing to observe this one simple principle. Analyze your own natural com plexion colorings and govern yourself accordingly in selecting make-up shades. Regardless ' of what new developments may be made in the creation of make-up, this time proven theory of color selection must continue to govern the creation of superbly glamorous cosmetic application. Certain shades of powder, rouge, or lip stick just naturally complement the beauty of a blonde much more perfectly than they will those of a brunette. And redheads, bru nettes, and brownettes can be beautified in shades which won’t fiilly serve this purpose on a blonde, and so on. HAIR STYLING Also bear in mind that your hair styling should afford a care fully planned frame for your own individual facial features and face shape. Never regard this styling as something which is entirely sufficient unto itself. A coiffure which may be very attractive in itself can very easily be not at all flattering when viewed in combi nation with your own facial struc ture. Your contemplation of your hair styling and your finally com pleted facial grooming should' al ways go together. Finally, always remember that a superb degree of cleanliness and tidiness always has been and al ways must be the real base of all feminine beauty and glamour. The importance of this one point simply cannot be over-emphasized. placed in our care,” said Mrs. PeL rez. “We exploit even our own children. Unscrupulous parents, both foster and real, treat their children like servants and make them do sometimes impossible sa crifices for them. “We treat our children like this not because we are really* cruel,” went on Mrs. Perez. “It is merely that we have not arrived at that point where we can be more self less as parents. Advance in wel fare work is an index of advance ment in a country’s culture and charity, and we cannot yet respond to welfare work as, say, Ameri cans do. The war has set us back a little further, bringing to the surface as it did our atavistic ten dencies and predatory instincts.’’ Because of these reasons, the bureau of public welfare treats all applications for adoption with a measure of suspicion. Since the liberation, and in spite of the great number of war orphans now placed under government care, only one has been released for legal adoption.' This is a girl, now almost four years old, whom The newest in footwear is thick soles and very very high heels. In blouses, almost anything novel goes: (Continued from page 12) a nurse had mothered since the child was an infant. The papers of adoption were approved only re cently, after about four years of trial guardianship. To make sure that an orphan will be treated right before he is given entirely into the power of any family, the bureau has adopt ed a guardianship policy which is subject to its own supervision. Applicants fbr adoption cases file their applications with the wel fare authorities, giving their rea sons for wishing to adopt children, and their capability for taking care of them. Welfare workers in vestigate these claims, and when the investigations establish that the foster-parents-to-be are not only economically secure but mo rally upright and therefore fit parents for strange babies^ the applicants are invited to apply for guardianship of the children they have in mind. The guardianship somethimes take as long as four years or more, during which pe riod the welfare bureau can dis cover whether the adoption would work out or not. In case of “hitch es,” the children are returned. Only total orphans are sent out for these trial guardianships, ex cept in cases where the relatives of the orphans themselves inter cede for a family in which they would like to see these orphans fed and clad. This removes the possibility of complicating claims from relatives. After a successful guardianship period, the welfare bureau gives its blessings, and the adoption papers are signed. At present, the bureau of public wel fare allows 160 guardianships as preliminary to legal ' adoption. And so it ^oes for the Miguel Hangoys of this world, the or phans whom the war and the ele ments have left to their own mis eries. Sometimes, mercy missions and welfare agencies discover them, and .bring them back to 'health and that happiness which only loving attention to their wel fare can induce. In the majori ty of instances, they are left to fend for themselves in a world where we have not yet learned to be our neighbor’s keepers, and where adoption and slavery are perilously interchangeable. Hama a# EVERSHARP in iha phitippHtoAf * All the thrilling pen and repeater pencil styles that are distinctively EVERSHARP’ • • up-to-date streamlined stamping of your name in gold on your EVERSHARP or on your gift of an lEiFELRSIffARP which you wish to person alize. .. the expert repair set-up back of the EVERSHARP guarantee—right here in Manila—which you have a right to expect to keep your EVERSHARP in continued good working order ... all this, pilus the traditional courteous service which has al ways made shopping a pleasure in our spacious store, bespeak welcome to you at the “Home of EVERSHARP in the Phili ppinea”—at PHIUPPINE EDUCATION! OCTOBER, 1946 PAGE 25 was a limp doll UMM A WONDERFUL SKIN BLEACH Your mirror will truthfully tell you of its beautifying vir tues. After the use of a single Jar you will have a lightertoned complexion and a love lier and softer-textured skin so desired by all women. At the Better Storei Sole Importers BOTICA BOLE olta 450 San Vicente your initials on the of your low, low neckline. Sometimes they hang like pendants from a necklace, if not invisibly attached to the edges of the far-flung neckline. was a limp doll that lies down obediently with your clothes or hangs without a squawk in your clothes closet. But there's a catch, the scent has evaporated. HAVE you tried using cott-m moisture with a bit of water and cologne for dampening clothes while you iron? If you haven’t TOO often, at the first sign of you are missing something. This wrinkless on the forehead or on the temples and around the eyes, a woman's immediate im pulse is to style folds of hair down over these areas to hide them as completely as possible. This is all WRONG. For all ages hair should be used as a frame for the facial features. Using it as a screen behind which to hide impending or actually apparent wrinkles naturally tends to ruin the hair's value as such a frame, and does not bring about any such youthful effect as the camouflager undoubtedly has in mind. IT'S been proved many times over that warm water and salt work like a panacea for all ills. It's even a good dentifrice, if you are tired of tooth pastes. Warm water and soda also make a good substitute. OUR sybarite friend has clip ped this from a clipping which a friend had clipped from some where. It says “if you are just back from Reno, the perfume propre is Tornade, another Revillon Parfum. This wicked essence of sophistication is a cunning bou quet of precious wood oils, a jun gle redolenece imprisoned in an extract from the gland of sables. Apply it not to your hankie or grown, but touch it sparingly to six places on your skin. Then off to cocktails and may Allah protect you.” CIpMEONE we know touches O’ perfujne profusely to her shoulder pads when she isn’t wearing her favorite sachet on them. Speaking of sachets we came across a very clever bit in one of the shops downtown..—, it baked-in scent is something real ly quite especial. ♦ ♦ * THIS rain has wrought havoc on our one and only imported veil. It is limp and, for a while, we thought we would have to use just a hankie to church, until a friend suggested: “Put veil in be tween two pieces of waxed paper (the cold store has plenty) and press with warm iron.” We did. Our veil is fixed as good as new. DO YOU know that fresh milk makes a good shoe polish? For black shoes especially. A few drops on a pieqe of cloth applied to the leather works wonders. DON’T look now but is our slip showing? It is the height of slop piness to have your slip show es pecially nowadays when slit skirts require very short slips. DO YOU know how to keep your jewels looking as if “they’ve just been stolen from a coronation ceremony?” To clean diamonds, use soapy water and an old toothbrush, and remember to scour the > back of stones and settings. Then dip in alcohol and dry in jeweler’s sawdust (obtain able inexpensively at any good jewelry store). Jewels that have been seriously neglected may re quire stronger measures dike boil ing them for a few minutes in half water half ammonia. Then dry by first dipping in alcohol then in sawdust. * ♦ * YOU’D be surprised but taking good care of your pearls means just wearing them every so often. Wear makes them mellow, gives them life and a sparkle that’s al most human. Neglect gives them spots which are very hard to tjt move. IF YOU are a blouse girl, here's a tip: be feminine with ruffles of lace for yoke, a bit of swirl for sleeves and leave neck plain as plain for jewels and doodads and gewgaws. DO YOU prefer onions raw for appetizer? Try’ soaking it in the -juice of sweet pickles instead of in plain vinegar. A GALLANT at the wheel was once heard to say to the young things in his jeep that his dex terity depends upon the mood of his passengers. If they are reck less in their mood he gets reckless too with his driving. Don’t you think this is food for thought in these days of alarming jeep acci dents ? TWINKLE TOES (pedicure to you)'' the Mayfair way unfolds' thus: Nothing can stand neglect, and your feet are no exception. Worry about them as you do about your hands. Clip your toe nails straight if you don’t want to suffer from ingrown toenails. Then, if you value your stockings even if they may npt be Nylon, smooth all rough edges first with the nail file then with the emery board. Massage nail cream if your nails are dry and brittle. Next apply the cuticle remover and work carefully to remove all softened skin. Smooth on cuticle and nail oil, allow to dry, then buff from the tips backwards . . . this is supposed to encourage nail giowth and smooths down ridges. Lastly, apply nail polish. Final touch should be the quick-drying coating of colorless polish. PAGE 26 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL FOR A NEW AND BETTER CITY (Continued from page 7) begin executing them ? Aha, the ■ cynic will shout. I thought so. I knew there was a catch to it. So the responsibility is mine, eh? Of course—yours and mine ... ours. Is that better now? For, you see, whether the planners plan for us or not, we shall build any way—and is not it better to build according to a well-considered plan which you and I helped to per fect? Answer me that. But, of course, that is not the important thing. The important thing is: Let us not be selfish. T-he scoffers and cynics may not live long enough to see even the beginning of a new and better city. But this should not dis hearten them. They should real ize that we are trying to build not for today but for tomorrow, not for ourselves but for those who shall come after us. After all, it is our responsibility to the future. Do you want your chil dren to 6ay—as we are now say ing of our forbears—that we did not have courage and vision enough to plan for them? Do you want your children to say. to their children: Sorry, .but your grandpa was too busy with his . pile of gold or something else to - nave been able to help plan a bet ter city for you. Or do you want to hear them say instead: Thanks to the vision and foresight of our fathers we are now living in a clean and efficient city. To the scoffers and cynics then let us say: Lend us a hand, please, lend us a hand—not so much to hasten the millennium but in order that we might come upon the answer—if only a day sooner—to the question: When? If it does not come now—for you, it will surely come tomorrow— for your children and ours. That is, if you do your share intelli gently instead of sniping at our efforts. and intelligent participation in the planning of our city. We must know what kind of city we w*ant and act accordingly to secure our end. We must not wait for pro tit-makers to shape our city for us. So much of the control of our urban development in the past rested in the hands of private en terprises. If they built a factory % our midst we said it was all , tight. The factory was a sign of progress. A street was construct ed here, through this playground. Well and good. We shall have an other street. Two streets were ■better than one. So we thought. We were wrong, of course. We cannot let things happen this way. We realize this now. It is not too late to profit by what we have learned. We want to have a hand in the building of our city. This is what we want to hear from people, this is what we want to hear them say and towards this end our campaign is directed. We have all the rights in the world to shape that city in whatever form we want it and in the best form our purposes, our vision, our culture, our intelligence and rea son will allow us to shape it. But the process is long and te-*-' dious. We must not mistake exe cution of the plan with planning. It is true that planning must be comprehensive and broad and elastic but it is the execution which will take more than a life time to accomplish. As a matter of fact, as long as a city lives, the execution continues. It is an evolving process, like life forever seeking perfection. BUT WHEN can execution be gin then? It may begin now —whenever we shall have the ma* terials and the means to do so. The responsibility is yours. We have the plans—are you ready to “THE MAN WHO CAN NOT CHANGE HIS MIND GIVES EVIDENCE OF PROFOUND IGNORANCE.” — WOODROW WILSON MATRON ENDORSES AIR-TRAVEL Mrs. Lola Grace Buda thrilling as first dance, enjoy travelling with always near, thanks to recalls first airplane trip as “The woman of today can the assurance that. home is air-travel,” Mrs. Buda says. few days start and I caught up with him in San Francisco a day after his arrival. Thru the courtesy of some close friends of ours in the Navy I took a navy bomber in that trip. Mrs. Buda reminisced that her first trip was thrilling and as exciting as her first dance or her first date. Mrs. Buda was among the first women passengers who tried the international trips recently in augurated by the local air lines and was favorably impressed with the conveniences offered by our local air lines. She recently made the trip to Honolulu. Asked how our local airliners compared with those in the United States, she asserted that excepting a few minor things which the local com panies do not have they are just as good and as efficient. Mr. and Mrs. Buda might be the latest addition to our local cosmopolitan community of Ma nila since they intend to stay here indefinitely. They are con sidering making Manila their permanent residence for business reasons. Mr. Buda is the Far East Representative of a big busi ness firm the head office of which is in Los Angeles, Califor nia. WE HAVE come to an age where time and distance are no longer impediments of travel at will and at ease. Time there was when a woman could hardly make up her mind whether to make a trip or not no matter how urgent it was because of the parennial inconvenience that is attendant to being so far and for so long a time away from home. But today, things have changed for the better. The woman of today can enjoy being abroad with the comforting thought that the huge distance from home is only a matter of hours thanks to our present air liners. Such are the views of Mrs. Lola Grace Buda who perhaps holds the distinction of . being the most air traveled woman in the Philippines today. The young wife of a business executive, Mrs. Buda has made all her trips thru the air lines some times alone and sometimes with her husband. As a matter of fact in the first long trip she made in her life she took the plane. “It was in 1940,” Mrs. Buda recalls, “when I decided to surprise my husband who made a trip to the mainland. (Mr. and Mrs. Buda used to have their residence in Honolulu). He had a OCTOBER. 1946 PAGE 27 For the benefit of the newly organized club or clubs who have not received the NFWC circu lars issued by the President, Mrs. Legarda( we are hereby publish ing extracts from them. We shall publish in the future all the cir culars issued by the NFWC head quarters. Circular No. 1 (Copy attached as corrected) (Circular No. 2 (Copy attached as cor rected). I wish to avail myself of this first opportunity, since my elect ion as President of the National Federation of Women’s Clubs, to thank you for your trust and con fidence reposed in my humble person, by elevating me to the highest position within our or ganization. It shall be my parti cular endeavor to try to live up to the exigencies of the position, and to work primarily for the benefits and improvement of all the Women’s clubs affiliated with the Federation, and for the inte rest and welfare of the Filipino home, women and children. With our country in ruins,-our people in many places still in dire need of food, clothing, medicine and housing facilities, our clubs disorganized, our own Federation completely stripped of everything, including its records, we have quite a task before us, but I am confident that with your loyal sup port and the able assistance of the comprise our Board of Directors, group of excellent women who we can soon make a starting headway out of which we hope to rebuild a stronger National Fe deration of Women’s Clubs. It i$ taken for granted that we rallied .under the banner of the Federation inspired solely by a love for service to our people ir respective of what part of the country we come from. Conse quently, Tn our actuations, we should be guided only by the fact that we are all Filipinos trying to render some kind of service to fellow — Filipinos and to our country, the Philippines. If we can have this thought always be fore us, there can be no dvubt that we'can accomplish some thing. Our headquarters is now locatnila, at 1011 R. Hidalgo, Quiapo. If you hapen to be in the city, ed in the heart of downtown Mawe will welcome a visit from you and your friends. CIRCULAR No. 2 We are aware that most of our clubs have no funds with which to start their projects. But this does not mean that we are going to remain inactive. It gives me pleasure to report that, after a meeting of our Board*of Direct ors on how we can revitalize our Women’s Clubs, the following" plan of activities was approved: 1. Food Production: There is vital need for more food produc tion. In many parts of the world today, people are starving by the thousands from under-nutrition and starvation. While apparent ly in the Philippines, there is no food shortage felt right now, still Mr. Frank Gaines, manager of the UNRRA, has warned that within 90 days or 3 months, we will be gin to feel the pinch of food scarcity. The reason is obvious. We are so dependent on outside countries for most of our food supplies, including rice, our pro duction of which is 40% below our normal quota. The United States is diverting much of its surplus food stock to the starv ing millions in Ftirope and Chi na, thus decreasing the Philip pine import. It is necesary, there fore, that all Women’s Club3 si art home-gardening and poultry raising without any further de lay. II. Memorial Trees: This is in line with our Town Beautiful movement. The idea is to incul cate in our women a more fer vent love for plants arid trees. The Women’s Clubs are given an excellent opoprtunity to plant their first memorial tree on the occasion of our Independence on July 4, 1946. The tree, to be call ed, the Independence Tree, should be planted in some public square or park. The planting ceremony can be made part of your Inde pendence Day celebration in your town. The Women’s Club will se-' lect what tree will be most suit able to plant in your town, and will care for the tree and build a suitable fence around it. Another Memorial Tree can be called the Quezon Memorial Tree, to be planted on August 19, the late President Quezon’s birthday. Still another could be the Josefa Llanes Escoda tree, to be planted in Sept. 24, Mrs. Escoda’s birth day. These are only suggestions. (Continued on page 32) Biography of DONA MIARiCELA DE AOQNCDLLQ (Continued from page 5) their charitable deeds; but once Mr. Agoncillo spied from the win dow of his study a strong, healthy man receiving alms from one of his daughters. After he had left he summoned his daughter and asked her: “Did you give alms to that man?” “Yes, Father,” she re plied. “‘He said that he has heard that we are kind and charitable,” she added. “He has heard that w£ are fools,” Mr. Agoncillo rejoined. When Mr. Agoncillo retired to private life, it was a great. relief to his wife. Without the social res ponsibility that was the indispen sable accompaniment of high pub lic office, Mrs. Agoncillo was able to lead a tranquil domestic exis tence with her husband and daughters for which she had al ways longed. So happy and con tented was she that it seemed to an observer that it never occured to her that the day of separation might come. Nature had her own designs. In September, 1941, after a pro longed illness, Mr. Agoncillo de parted from this earth. He left be hind him a disconsolate wife and five daughters. Since then Mrs. Agoncillo’s health began to decline, despite the attentions lavished upon her by her dutiful children. For her the days seemed to drag along, monotonous and meaning less. Though she survived the Battle of Manila and she saw the return of peace to her ravaged country, her health did not improve. An additional loss that she had to bear was the death of her young est daughter, Maria, who had been ailing for years, which occurred in April, 1945. After this sorrow ful event she began to pine for her hative town Taal. She wanted to be taken back to the old, rambling house of her parents, and it was there that she passed away. Her body, however, was brought to Manila to be interred beside her husband in the Catholic Cemetery of La Loma. Mrs. Agoncillo, has a secure place in the hearts of those who were privileged to know her in life. A gentle woman, a loving and lo yal wife, and an exemplary mo ther she was the embodiment of the finest qualities of Filipino womanhood, in •fact of the wom anhood of any Nation. PAGE 28 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL O/uf&ngiL, SioJiy. dbojuL Jan. (Continued, from page 9) In December, 1944, I icontracted pneumonia. I thought I’d sure ly die, for sulphatiozole cost a fortune per tablet and we no longer had anything of value that we could sell. But Tan gave my husband enough money to buy the medicine with, and furnished me with eggs and precious sugar when I was recuperating, to help me regain my lost weight and strength. During that time, my husband would be away, trying to barter some last remnant of good cloth ing for rice, walking all the way to Bulacan to do it. Tan would cook our lugaw for us then, and feed the children and serve me my own share of the food in my own room afterwards, because I was still too weak to move about. He really took care of us all during those days just before the Ameri cans came. During bombings, he would herd us all downstairs to the air-raid shelter he and my husband had built behind the store. And I remember how care fully he would lay thick blankets on the flooring for'me to lie upon, because I was still far from well. And when the Americans finally did come, when everybody in the neighborhood went crazy with joy and ran out to meet them, he call ed out to me: ‘Me careful, Missis! Don’t run so fast — you’re still sick*”—because both my husband and I had forgotten and I had started to race down the street to join the others who were running like mad. Yeyeng paused for breath. She had been talking very fast, spe cially toward the last part, with excited motions and gestures. But she suddenly subsided and her voice, when she spoke again, was very low. “And now—Tan is dead,” she said, more as if she was talking to herself now, and as if she could not quite convince herself of the fact, “He is dead— and all my friends think I’m crazy for carry ing on this way. One even tried to dissuade me from attending the funeral, saying that people might mistake me for the widow or something, the way I’m looking so cut up about it. As if I care what people would think or say* As if that would make any difference about my regard for Tan!” And she suddenly looked very indig nant than ever. Wanting to change the subject, I safd, “But where’s your husband, Yeyeng?” She answered, “He remained be hind at the cemetery to take charge of the final details regard ing the tombstone. We are spend ing for that ourselves, you see. Thank God, my husband is now working again and earning quite enough for us to be able to afford this. It’s pretty expensive, you know—and some of our relatives think we’re ‘exaggerating’. They think that my husband is a fool to take charge of the tombstone, just as I’m a fool for being chief mourner at the funeral. They say, ‘Can you imgaine those two— and all over a Chinese store keeper!”’ # SHE KNOWS HOW TO KEEP A STRAIGHT FACE by BRIAN YOUNG There is one girl in Hollywood who won film success because she was able to keep a straight face. You all know her, she is Virginia O’Brien, past mistress of the art of delivering a comedy song with a “frozen face.” Yet Miss O’Brien more or less stumbled onto the formula that was to prove such a box-office success. She had always wanted to study for the stage, and had taken some vocal lessons, though her family expected her to pursue a law course. A friend suggested that she accompany her to an audition for a Hollywood stage revue, “Meet The People.” Miss O’Brien decided to go, but when she arrived, she was so nervous that she was hardly able to move a facial muscle. At this inauspicious moment the director picked her out of a group of candidates and asked her to do something in front of a micro phone. She went through the motions of singing a comedy number, but was too self-con scious and tense to produce’ even the shadow of a smile. The di rector, intrigued by a sudden Scene in "Rape of Intramuros” starring Fernando Poe and Flora (the body} Mirasol. Paquito Bolero’s “Kaaway ng Bayan” is having the run of the brand-new sound-proof studio of Sampaguita Pictures these days. He started shooting this picture, which is co-starring Carmen Ro sales and Leopoldo Salcedo for the first time in the history of local movies, very much later than Lorenzo P. Tuells’ “Mayiiila” and Octavo Silos’ “Guerrillera,” but to date Bolero has already shot idea, asked the newcomer to try another number. Then he coach ed her on trying that expres sionless, purely accidental style of delivery before an audience. It caught on like wildfire. Vir ginia O’Brien had overcome some of her nervousness by the time of the opening of the revue, “Meet The People.” She could INTERIOR DECORATION & HOME EQUIPMENT DIVISION Antonio Ferrer — Amalia R. de Pastor Decorators MANILA TRADE EXCHANGE 200 Calvo Building, Escolta For window displays, offices, private homes, screen and stage settings, restaurants, banquets, ball rooms, etc. almost the same number of scenes that Tuells and Silos have done on their respective pictures. Chipopoy, who did some memorable acting as a tragi-comedian in “Death March,” is a member of Bolero’s cast which 'also includes Luis Vizconde, Oscar Keesee, Dick Tuazon, Federico Roque, Er nesto Gonzales, Armando Garces and Cesar Gallardo. even have mustered a smile or two, but she rigidly refrained from doing so. The formula work ed like a charm. The audience demanded more, and almost over night the new "frozen-faced” comedienne was being -written up in the papers as a brilliant dis-' covery, a girl with a unique and immensely amusing technique for selling a comedy song. OCTOBER, 1946 PAGE 29 MANILA Women Im The MANILA POLICE (Continued from page 13) stranded students in the city be cause she could not go back home to the north. She worked as a clerk at the Manila police up to the present when she thought of joining the policewomen unit. Now, she is enrolled at the FEU after noon classes to finish her BSE. It is hard to believe but it is true that the policewomen unit has something to he proud of. One, is Miss Adoracion Martinez, who is .just 21. She is taking medicine in the University of Santo Tomas. She has all her classes in the morning. From four o’clock in the afternoon up to 12 o’clock mid night, she is with the intelligence division of the policewomen unit. She claims she is doing fair in both her studies and her job. In the midst of the policewomen unit is Miss Jovencia Pancho. She is 27 and musically inclined. So when you go visiting inside the municipal jail don’t be surprised if you hear somebody singing, for Miss Pancho, guard of around 80 female prisoners, must be the one. She is studying voice and piano every afternoon after her work. No one would ever like the idea of sleeping away from home much less if it is some place near a jail compound. If you ask Miss Honorata Ador who is barely 23, she will tell you for sure that it is all right and she likes. Miss Ador is studying education in the morning at FEU and is on duty at the San Lazaro jail compound as guard from 4 o’clock in the afternoon up to 12 midnight. How can she go home then when her residence is in Pasay? When the question of law ari ses, the policewomen unit has also its. own authority in the person of Miss Margarita de la Pena of the intelligence division. She takes up law in the morning and is on duty from four up to 12 midnight. And there is Mrs. Emilia de la Pena who is finishing her com merce At the FEU soon. No one is surely interested in knowing any particular driver. But this is one driver, one would be wanting to meet. Mameng S. Nicolasa, 23, is the driver of the lone jeep which the policewomen is using whenever they go out raiding. Mameng is studying commerce at FEU and she says she can take anybody to any spot in town—dark or bright. Long before the outbreak of the war, this unit was unheard of. At the former Luneta police station at Bagumbayan, there were four women employed as jailers at the women’s detention cell. Due to the alarming upward trend of vices especially prostitution, the municipal board of Manila through the recommendation of the com missioner of public safety in 1937 created positions for policewomen. After the liberation of Manila, last year, the surviving members of the policewomen unit were re called and processed by the CIO. Under Col. J. P. Holland,* as the drive for prostitution was inten sified, the policewomen were in creased. Present requirements for new comers are that they should be not less than 21 nor more than 30 years old, more than five feet two inches tall and more than 100 pounds in weight. Although mar ried women are preferred, they should be free from such handi caps as pregnancy, puerperal and nursery state, dyameorrhea and all distressing genito-urinay dis orders. Mdthers whose youngest child is not yet two years old are also disqualified. They must at least be high school- graduates. After passing the requirements, they next undergo a rigid physic al-medical examination and last ly the inspection division screens them and gives the final-O.K. AS a part of the training of the policewomen, they report every Sunday to listen to lectures given by Sgt. Ganibi pertaining to police matters. Special orders issued by the Chief of Police are also read after which they have close order drills. The policewomen before they were centralized last August 10 were divided into three shifts and distributed as follows: 3 in pre cinct No. 1; 4 in precinct No. 2; 3 in precinct No. 3; 3 in precinct No. 4; 5 in precinct No. 5, 4 in precinct No. 6; 4 in the detective bureau , one in the criminal re ports and records division, 2 in the criminal investigation labora tory, one in the office of the de puty of police, 11 in the munici pal jail compound (Bilibid), 8 in the municipal jail compound (San Ia’fcaro), one in the inspection di vision, one in the uniformed diviPAGE 30 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL This Month’s Isisue (Continued from, page 3) picture of Dona Marcela de Agon cillo nostalgia became so thick our vision dimmed for the moment. Look at the picture on page 5 closely and you’ll , know what we mean. Lina Flor has been threatening of late to go to a hospital to sleep for days and weeks on end. . . but up to now she is still very much about, wilting articles and short stories which no desk could reject, one sample of which is Yeyeng’s Story About Tan, p. 8. Sofia Bona de Santos, a medic herself has always wanted ttf .do her “model doctora" but had never found time for it (what with the research project she is in deep now) until just a few days ago when like'a bolt the ma nuscript materialized, somethinf she herself couldn’t believe. EBULLIENT enthusiasm charac teristic of the clubwoman set our ..telephone ringing madly one siesta hour. “Look what the Sunday Times said about the Woman’s. Home Journal. It’s a coded com pliment,” urged the voice. Yes cod ed is the word. Because the club woman is not mineral or vegetable. She is woman. She also belongs to that class of people credited with the capacity for Vrhat is vaguely called “general interest.” Sometimes she likes people d admit that she, too, has a “man’s mind.” In their magazine the clubwomen want to read something else besides club news and club circulars and tree planting. They, too, revel in the thought of doing their hair differ ent every gow and then, and are not averse to cuddling with a Short Story about the races when they find the leisure to do so. We are feeling a little guilty over some thing. Ip the rush and hurry* over printing in the last issue we omit ted to mention in the imprints for Mrs. Mendez her all-embracing work in the National Federation. When the Federation spoused the cause df suffrage and left no stone unturned to make the campaign a success, Mrs. Mendez prepared mostly all . the educational and propaganda materials. She was the jecretary. of the Federation when the late Mrs. Escoda was president. To date she is the second vicepresident. MISS PEPITA ERANA makes possible for the Woman's Home Journal a fashion page of unusual appeal. She is a very adept model, to say the least. She had no soon er touched American soil than she longed to go home. And home she went where “there are better things.” —PTG Safa TauJuan daxdxmu Founded in 1933 ' DRESSMAKING ’ MEN’S TAILORING EMBROIDERY HAIR SCIENCE BEAUTY CULTURE FLOWER MAKING Day and Night Classes ENROLL NOW! fala £ckc(4 TYPEWRITING CLERICAL COURSE STENOGRAPHY BOOKKEEPING PENMANSHIP IGNAUIA T. YAMSON DEAN OF DRESSMAKING U. S. GRADUATE (Bld?. No. I) 634 Isabel, Satnnaloe, In front of U.S.T. PACITA RUIZ DEAN OF HAIR SCIENCE U.S. GRADUATE (Bldg. No. II) 1C«9 R. Hidalgo Manila GALA FASHION ACADEMY 63'4 Isabel, Sampaloc, Manila Please send me a copy of your prospectus without any obligation oa my "part. Address....................................................._........-............................-............. (Woman’s Home-Journal) 300QOQOOQQOOOOOOOOQOOOOOQOOOOOQOQOOOOOOOOOQOOOOOO i To HONGKONG & SHANGHAI ; Via FEATI’S “SKYMASTER” REGULAR weekly flights Reservation for Passengers and Freight MANILA-SHANGHAI P-450.00 MANILA-HONGKONG P-300.00 sion, one in the firearms section. They wefig_^detailed at places near •their residence and they followed thejr corresponding platoons, ender eight-hour duty and per form reserve duty when the need arises. Police women were also assigned at the war crimes trial to search women witnesses, they maintained order in the courts during session. They were also assistant juvenile officers in their tour of duty. The policewomen unit is under the supervision of the chief of the uniformed division. They are es pecially charged with the investi gation of cases involving women Jnd children. They have to be present during investigations by male peace \ officers when a wo man is involved. The policewomen?* accompany female prisoners when in transit, for they are held res ponsible for their safekeeping. Of late people in the higher brackets are contemplating the abolition of the policewomen unit. Just in case they surely will com mit a big blunder, for’ the police women proved themselves indis pensable in handling all cases of juvenile delinquency, in the police drive to cut down vices in the city particularly prostitution. The policewomen without doubt have been doing fine in their job. They have been busy all around clear ing the sidewalks of vendors dur ing the busy part of the day and they arrest vagrants who loiter around places late at night with no reason or business at all. It is with great pleasure that FEATI announces regular air service to Hongkong and Shanghai via our newly-acquired Douglas Four-Engined DC-4, popularly known as the Douglas “Skymaster.” Reconverting these planes for its international lines, FEATI has spared nothing for the comfort and safety of the passenger. Luxurious chairs have been Installed, as well as other improvements designed for safe and comfortable air travel. GO BY AIR ♦ • * SEND IT BY AIR FEATI TERMINAL Paterno Building Foot of Sta. Crux Bridge Sta. Crux, Manila r ' $hc. J AIRPORT Grace Park Rlxal Avenue Ext. Manila ooooeooooooooccxxx)cccMXX>ooooccx20oococx>oocccocoooo OCTOBER, 1946 PAGE 31 CLUB WOMEN’S BULLETIN BOARD (.Continued from page 28)You can plant as many memorial trees as you like to honor the prominent citizens in your town. III. Volunteer Work for the underprivileged Children and Wo men: This will mean that each member will have to devote at least two hours in one week to work on some project for under privileged children and mothers. The best day probably will be Saturday when the school-house is free for you to use. You can sew diapers, panties and simple dresses for the very poor, or make dolls, toys, scrap . books of colored pictures (animals, flowers, child ren of other countries, aeroplanes, ships, etc.) If you can begin actively right away, you can have quite a supply by Christmas. IV. Nursery Classes: This was one of our pre-war activities. We need to resume it in order to give busy mothers a change to rest while they have their children in capable hands. V. Circulating Library; In order to keep the members of your club abreast of the times, you might subscribe to some of the most^ important magazines and newspapers, buy a few books and distribute them to the members on a rental basis. In this way, you can start a small circulating library. VI. Adult Education: This too is a pre-war activity, but we need to take it up now more than ever. The last elections have shown that we have a very small voting population (cut of eighteen million only a little over two million voted). This situation may be attributed to two things: (1) in difference . or lack of civic . con sciousness as to our duty in cast ing the ballot; and (2) illiteracy. Whatever the cause may be, our Women’s Clubs can help remedy this situation. Our people can be made more conscious of their civic duties, especially now that we are going to be independent; but specially, we must help to teach the masses to read and to write. If every member of your club can teach two adults (men or women) to read or write, it will mean a big thing. These are the activities which we can carry on right now, even if our clubs have no funds. ABROAD: One of the letters from the North Carolina Federation of Wo men’s Clubs sent by Mrs. Frances E. Bishopric, president, spoke very highly of Mrs. Pilar H. Lim who represented the NFWC in the Chicago Convention. She wrote, "I cannot tell you how happy twelve women who went from North Carolina to the Chicago Convention were to meet and closely associated with Mrs. Pilar H. Lim for nearly four days. We agreed that we had never met a more interesting, charming, and altogether lovely Christian lady than Mrs. Lim, and each of us wants all North Carolina Clubwo men to have the same opportunity to meet her if it is possible for her to attend our 1947 Convention next June............ ” “..... We were all very happy to hear at the Convention other states are interested in joining the General Federation in a plan to assist you in rebuilding your club house. While our part in this cannot be so large in the sum of money, I believe it will be a cause very dear to North Carolina Fe deration until it is completed...... ” “..... The Chairwoman of our Foreign and Territorial Commit tee, Mrs. S. B. McPheeters, will be writing to you again soon about her program of friendship which I hope will be participated 1h by many individual women from your and our Federation......” ------oOo-----The International Alliance of Women whose president is the same Katherine Bompas of pre war days, sent a letter addressed to Mrs. Lim who it seems is still the NFWC president in their re cords. “I do not know whether this let ter of mine will reach you since I realize what destruction and disorgnization your unfortunate coun try has suffered. It would, how ever, be a very great pleasure to hear from you again and to know that for women also a pe riod of reconstruction and new hope has dawned.” “The Alliance has succeeded in carrying on throughout the war, though with many difficulties and restrictions. I do not attempt to send you any papers or detail ed information in this first letter. If I have the great pleasure of hearing from you I shall look for ward to resuming our inter change of information. MANILA: Visitors at the headquarters were: Alicia Leveriza, Irene M. Loyola, and Mrs. Adelaida A. Alafriz of Pasay, Rizal; Victo rina Picar, San Andres Subdivi sion; Miss Maria L. Cosme, Las .Pinas, Rizal; Mrs. Leonards Jua rez de Guia, Councilor Natividad Javier, Mrs. Luz B. de Guzman of Bacoor, Cavite; Mrs. Josefina 0. Zialcita of Maasin, Leyte; Mrs. Josefa Borromeo-Capistrano of Cagayan, Misamis Oriental; Miss Lourdes E. Catig of Pasig, Rizal: Congressman and Mrs. G. C. Tait of Bontoc, Mt. Province; Mrs. Ampdro de Francisco of Morong, Rizal; Mrs. Nena S. Fuentes of Manila; Mrs. Concepcion M. Trias of Cavite; Mrs. Josefa M. Ferrer and Mrs., Perseveranda C. Ferrer of Galas, Quezon City; Miss Ro sario Trinidad and Mrs. Encarna cion M. Ticzon of Malvar, Batangas; Miss Angela M. Valencia of Tanauan, Batangas; Attorney Pe dro de Guzman Jr. of Mangaldan, Pangasinan; Mrs. Leonards J. de Guia of Bacoor, Cavite; Miss Do rothy Marcelin Nanze of Grace Park; Mrs. Hilaria Reyno-Uy and Mrs. Dorotea P. L. Mejia of Kamuning, Quezon City; Mrs. Basilia B. Asisten of Alaminos, Pangasi nan, and Mrs. Germans R. Patriarca of Las Pinas, Rizal. Col. J. Gonzales Roxa3, chief surgeon of the Philippine Army was most profuse in his gratitude for the visit the members of the National Federation of Women’s Clubs paid to the patients of the 1st. General Hospital. The NFWC made the first visit that initiated the series of visits made by the others women’s organizations. Col. Roxas wrote: “In behalf of near ly 2000 Philippine Army patients at the 1st. Generah Hospital, PA, Mandaluyong, Rizal who were greatly honored by your visit last Saturday, please accept my sincere thanks and appreciation. I wish to express the hope that this visit, acquainting you as it did with the plight of our disabled soldiers, would give you added impetus end determination to solicit the aid and cooperation of all wo men’s clubs affiliated with your organization. It goes without saying that un less our own efforts are bolstered by the cooperation of your club or similar charitable civilian or ganizations, there is not much more we can do now to help these veterans whose problems have (Continued on page 14) HOLLYWOOD BEAUTY SECRETS BY MAX FACTOR) * A S the years go by new and XX] improved beauty aids and mkae-up techniques make their appearance. However, after not ing and accepting this fact, don’t make the mistake of assuming that these new beautifying refine ments are intended to supplant any time-tested basic principles of previous make-up practices. Here, for instance, are some of the principles which will always be sound, and which you should consequently continue to follow regardless of what new beautify ing developments may become ap parent: Don’t try to duplicate the beau ty scheme of some other woman, no matter how glamorous such a model may be. Always seek to empphasize the beauty of your own individual appearance.' The appearance of another person, re gardless of how much you admiTe it, may present a type of beauty entirely different from yours. MINIMUM MAKE-UP Keep the apparency of your cosmetic applications at a mini mum. Today, more than ever before, ifc should be remembered that thick, heavy and obviously applied make-up cannot provide the perfect and glamorous in cos metic application. Beware of over-exoti^ make-up effects, unless you have definitely determined that you are the ap pearance type who can profitably effect such extremisms. The dum ber of women who can present stylisms of this sort to glamorous advantage is very limited, with but one out of about ten being the ratio according to my obser vations here in Hollywood. Don’t apply your make-up in public, if you would be truly smart and glamorous. These are very disillusioning processes. The entire object of making-up is the creation of a beautiful illusion, so don’t provide,any degree of disil lusionment by allowing the pro cess to be witnessed. PRIVACY Avoid make-up or grooming procedures which have in an ap peal based on a tricky novelty idea, rather than on sound con structive principles. Also, base your make-up preferences on the known merits of what may be* contained in a package, rather than on the ornateness of the package itself. A surprisingly (Continued on page 25) PAGE 32 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL Even when they are home ‘ and supposed to be off duty, these nurses and midwives have to ans wer calls. If they refuse for a reason that is not considered va lid,Ithey are subject to a reprim and. J7hen everybody is ready to cooperate with the midwife or phy sician, everything usually goes on smoothly. It is when people ar© stubborn and cling to old ideas that things get pretty messed up. A physician was telling of a case where she was called because the placenta was not yet out two hours after delivery. ‘Seeing the color of the woman’s face and her prof fuse sweating, the doctor suspected internal bleeding and- proceeded to give her an injection of camp horated oil. The woman refused to be injected and her three .child ren helped her by covering her up everytime the doctor approached I i I Republic of the Philippines Department of Public Works and Communications BUREAU OF POSTS Manila SWORN STATEMENT (Required by Act No. 2580) The undersigned, AGUSTIN C. FABIAN. Business Manager, of WOMAN’S HOME JOURTi'ATa published monthly in English, i?t Manila, after having been duly sworn in accordance with law, hereby submits the following state, ment* of ownership, management, circulation', etc., which is required by No. 2580, as amended by Commonwealth Act No. 201: Name Post-Office Address Editor: .................................. ......... . ......... . .......... Managing Editor: MINERVA G. LAUDICO Business Manager: A.'C. FABIAN ............ Owner: WOMEN’S PUBLISHERS, INO. ...... Publisher: WOMEN’S PUBLISHERS, INC.... Printer: RAMON ROOES. INO.............W____ Office of Publication ........... ............................. If publication is />wned by a corporation, stockholders owning one per j cent or more of the total ■amount of stocks: RAMON ROCES URSULA B. UICHANGCO-CLEMENTE TRINIDAD F. LEGARDA ASUNCION A. PEREZ M. PAZ MENDOZA-GUAZON Bondholders, mortgagees, or other security holders owing one per cent or more of total amount of security: NONE. In case of publication other than daily, total number of copies printed and circulated of the last issue dated September 16, 1946: 1. Sent to paid subscribers .................................:.......... — 3,503 2. Sent to others than paid subscribers ...................... 8,|Jtt5 Total ............................................................................... H.848 (Sgd.) -AGUSTIN C. FABIAN Business ManpP«r Subscribed and sworn to before me this 10th day of September. 1946, at Manila, the affiant exhibiting his Residence Certificate No. A-98j>434, issued at Manila on February 28, 1946. MONICO BUMANQUAG Post Office Inspector tyou Jtcwinq a faxhyl (Continued, from page 10) with the syringe. The husband who ' the baby’s head. Closing his eyes, seems to be thoroughly henpecked stood around helplessly. The doc tor then called an ambulance but the woman said she preferred to die rather than go to the hospital. She was finally taken to the hospital but she expired shortly after. Fathers are usually very coope rative. They are not really as ner. vous and helpless as in moving pictures where they are shown pacing up and down the waiting room biting their nails. Except in a few cases and almost always with first-borns. A nurse laughingly related how, on two separate occasions, her work was made doubly hard be cause of the would-be father. She had asked the father to help her because there was no one around. Everything went smoothly until the father - else on satf i 1055 Soler, Manila 1055 Soler, Manila 1055 Soler, Manila 1(65 Soler, Manila 715 Calero, Manila 1055 Soler. Manila he fell unconscious on the floor. The personnel in the health cen ters are very strict about post natal care. After a delivery, a midwife or nurse visits the mother and baby every day until the um bilical cord is off and the navel dry. When the mother can go around, she is asked to take her baby to the center for periodic weighing and checking. Somehow, after one has seen the pre-natal and post-natal care of mothers and the way they are attended to at deliveries, all giv en free, one wonders why many women still prefer the services of unlicensed midwives whose un scientific methods have often brought about puerperaf infection in mothers. Out of the 8,931 births registered in the city of Manila during the first months of this attended to by wives which is one-fifth. It' is but a decided ____ that of 1921 when unlicensed mid wives attended to 75 per cent of deliveries. four year, 2,185 were unlicensed mid24.4 per cent or still fairly large improvement on Act I The city health authorities are doing a fine job educating mothers in order to reduce the high rate of infant mortality and maternal deaths. During the first half of 1946, the percentage of maternal deaths was .37 per cent while inJ fant mortality was 10 per cent. 1 In 1915, infant mortality rate in ; Manila was 39.6 per cent. With the establishment of puericulture I centers, it was reduced to 23.4 per i ' cent in 1921. and further reduced to 18.8 per cent in 1940. At present the city health de partment needs more maternity houses, more personnel, ambulan ces, X-ray clinics, milk and medi cine, to mention a few. Its present employees, like most government servants, are underpaid. Yet in spite of all these handicaps, it has been doing good work, Women can cooperate with the health depart ment in its task of combatting infant and maternal mortality by refusing to have anything to do with unlicensed midwives. They should avail themselves of the services of the trained per sonnel of the city health depart ment in spite of their grandmo thers'. advice to the contrary. QuoinA. We give our troubles a shaking for fear they may go to sleep; we run them around the square that they not grow weak from lack of exercise; we air them constantly lest they die for want of oxygen; we massage them and train them to keep them fit; we bathe them, shampoo them, marcel them, /iress them, brush them, and do all our power to keep them al ways presentable; whereas a little wholesome neglect is what they really need. Ala Baptist.tn Homemaker. Happiness in this world, when it comes, comes incidentally. Make it the object of prusuit, and it leads us a jvild-goose chase, and is never attained. Follow some other object, and very possibly we may find that we have caught happiness without dreaming of it; but likely enough it is gone the moment we say to ourselves, "hermit is” like the chest of gold that the treasure seekers find. Nathaniel Hawthorne PAGE 34 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL MISSING PAGE/PAGES