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Title: Woman's Home Journal
Description: Official Publication of the National Federation of Women's Clubs of the Philippines
Issue Date: Volume XVII (Issue no. 13) November 15, 1946
Publisher: National Federation of Women's Clubs of the Philippines
Language: English
Subject: Women's periodicals.
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NOVEMBER 15, 1946 WOMAN’S Home Journal (Official Organ of the National Federation of Women’s Clubs): Board of Editors Trinidad Fernandez-Legarda Paz Policarpio-Mendez Geronima T. Pecson Enriqueta R. Benavides Managing Editor Minerva G. Laudico Associate Editor Paciencia Torre-Guzman Advertising Manager F. A. Fuentecilla THIS MON 1’HS ISSUE iTUUSS MARIA LUISA VILLARAMA, the Red liT-L Cross Girl on our cover took two afternoons off from her classes at the Assumption College to grant us our request. Mrs. Villarama, on the second afternoon, brought along a bamboo pole inside their car. This, we agreed the after noon before, would be used as a pole for the Red Cross flag. Once at the studio, however, we decided that thumb tacks would help the cause better. Photographer Bob looked at the guide illustration for the cover once and knew right away how to make subject and camera give. The result is our cover for this fortnight. THE miniature which generally adorns this space has been shifted to page 8 as title illus tration for Mr. Whisler’s article. The Red Cross manager and his charhjing’ wife played hosts to newspaper and radio people just before the opening of the nation-wide fund drive. There was weighty talk covering down-to-earth plans to bring the Philippine Red Cross into the consciousness of each and every Filipino. The knock on every door and the soft plea “Would you like to help your own Philippine Red Cross?” would be something new in the annals of Red Cross drives here in the Philippines. The 'drive has set a goal of eight hundred and fifty thousand pesos and we are told that this amount will set the PRC well on the road to in dependence. Eight hundred and fifty thousand pesos from eighteen million Filipinos cuts the project like a pie showing each one his share of the burden—and what a very light burden. Need we say then that you ought not to wait for the knock at your door? TO BE either on the giving or the receiving end of any nagging project like “The Trouble With Men... The Trouble With Women” is not a very felicitous process. We were not surprised, then, when our “contacts” kept letting us down. One unpredictable male of the species at first promised. When the deadline came he sent or chids instead, by way of an apology'. Mr. Mangahas sent us a sermon together with his little piece. Mr. Moran-Sison came across readily, but not without a catch. He exacted a compliment ary ticket to one big charity affair. Lt. Archi bald was prompt because (Cont. on page 34) Vol XVII, No. 13 November 15, 1946 Contents This Month’s Issue ................................................ 3 TheT'rouble With Men . . (A Symposium J . . 4 Paz Policarpio-Mendez—Feminist, Educator Josefa Jara-Martinez—Social Worker Pura Santillan-Castrenca—Writer What s Wrong With Women? (A Symposium) 5 Federico Mangahas—Writer Carlos Moran Sisoni—Lawyer, Columnist Lt. Fred Archibald'—Officer-in-Charge “Daily Pacifican” Where Now He Walks Alone . . . ...................... 6 Clemente M. Roxas Help The Helpless .................... 8 Glen A. Whisler Axe To Grind ...................................................... 9 Florencio Z. Cruz Sergeant Nelson’s Truth ........... 10 Darrel Huff New Formula: Wife Should Be Older .» . . . 11 You Can N»ver Be (poem) . 11 Hernando R. Ocampo Anonymous ............................................................. ]2 Pia Mancia Don’t Be Ashamed To Cry ........... 13 W. A. S. Douglas When President Roosevelt Wept 14 ' Bess Ritter Yesterday, Another World ......... 15 Romy R. Bullo So k Heard ............................... 16 Lina Flor Woman of the Month: Geronima T. Pecson 17 “Princess of Charity” (Fashions) 18-19 Household Notes 20 Hollywood Beauty Secrets 20 Varied Recipes: Spanish Dishes 22 American Dishes 23 Tips To Teenagers ............................................... 24 Club Women’s Bulletin Board 26 Which Is The Greater Love? .... 27 Lourdes C. Reyes Keep Ca|m With Candy .......... 27 Silhouettes (Fashions,) 30 Pauw Newsettes 31 Movies 34 The “Woman’s Home Journal” is edited and published by the Women’s Publishers. Inc., at 1055 Soler, Ramon Roces Bldg., Manila, Philippines. Telephone: 8-64-23. Entered as second class matter at the Manila Post Office on July 10, 1946. Subscription Rates: 1 year (24 issues) P6.00; 6 months (12 issues) P3.00; 2 years (48 issues) P11.00. For foreign countries double these'rates. He HM& M Ufa By Paz Policaipio Mendez Feminist, Educator By Josefa Jara-Martinez Social Worker, Executive Secretary, YWCA think costs quite And JpRANKLY speaking, I don’t find much trouble with men. I they are a gallant lot, especially when their gallantry them nothing beyond nice, beautiful phrases- They can be generous, too, to the point of hurting their families’ exchequer, they can be soft as gelatine if you know when and how to approach themWhen and how to approach them, ay, there's the rub! The frontal attack is seldom, if ever, successful. It is almost like a stab in the back. A man doesn’t relish being taken unawares nor sudden|y. One has to adopt a circuitous route which turns out to be the shortest cut really- To put a man in the proper mood, encour age him to talk about himself if he is a bachelor—that will inflate his ego. Praise his wife and children, if he is a husband and father: THE TROUBLE with the Filipino men today is the trouble with the men all over the world. They have had too much war and this has, without doubt, thrown them out of kilter. On their own momentum, they should try to get back to normal. They should take again their places as men. They should assume once more their responsibilities as head of the family, as protector. A little of the old gallantry and less of the actual present detachment, less of this callousness that is so painful to the ones concerned... this might indicate the symbols for a formula for men in this critical period of recovery. It should take them comparatively less time to be them selves again if they were to gear all senses to achieve their end. that will give him the illusion that he is doing well by them- Feed the brute ambrosia if he is middle-aged; tell him Robert Taylor has nothing over him when it comes to sartorial elegance and that Pon ce de Leon should have consulted’ him for an authority instead of combing the wilderness for the elusive fountain of youthWhat I ajm trying to say is that men are vain. Vanity is not a bad quality at all, I want to assure you, but the common notion that women are vainer than men is a lie. The phrase, remember, was coined by a man- Was there ever an old woman who believed she could snare a young handsome bachelor into marrying her? I know of only one, an octogenarian who had no illusions about her self and clearly knew she was “buying” a husband. She did not expect faithfulness from her young bridegroom either. And yet watch a man- The older he grows, the more negotiable he thinks he becomes. And when he falls hard for a “young thing,” he honest ly believes it’s the lady who should be congratulated and that he has a right to expect implicit fidelity from her(Continued on page 29) By Pura SantUlan^Castrence Writer, Instructor [g^EFORE I tackle this ticklish subject, let me say, in all solemnity, that any description of person or circumstance which vaguely or remotely suggests anything about my husband is purely coincidentialI view the whole situation from a definitely academic perspective, from the detached vantage point of the observer and not the perform er. And let me hope my husband believes this short preface. The trouble with him — I mean, with mgp, — that’s my topic, isn’t it? — is that they are so obvious- I could not help listening to a professor in English who occupied the next room to mine in sfchool as he elucidated in his rich carrying voice, to his students that the reason chivalry was dead in the Philippines was that the women were no longer ladies. “The reason the men do not get up to give their seats to girls is that girls do not know how to acknowledge favours”, explained my esteemed colleague- He decried the -modern ways (Continued on page 29) PAGE 4 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL Thrift ? By Carlos Moran-Sison By Lt- Fred Archibald Lawyer, Columnist Officer in charge, Daily Pacifican 'J’HE FIRST wrong, of course, is that they are women. To be a woman is wrong enough. And as a proof of this, no man in this world would sincerely wish he were a woman; while countless women find themselves wishing frequently that they were—man. It would not be so bad if the present-day women should free themselves of the vanities of their ascendants of old. But not con tent with doing the contrary, they multiply into a thousandfold the vanities of the pastRight now they have bare-midriff, bare-bosoip, bare-back dress es; their ^perfumes are numberless; their lipsticks vary in hundred shades; their manicure has more color than rainbo,w;—and even their eyeglasses vary in hundred designs. And what of the way they spend their time? They have a wonderful way of frittering it away on non-essentials. They would rather shop than read; go to the beauty parlor rather than think; write about what somebody wears rather than what that somebody thinks; and order a new dress rather than buy a new book. (Continued on page 29) By Melchor P. Aquino Evening News Staff Writer TN SO FAR as I am concerned, the only thing wrong with women is that I do not know what is wrong with them. And it is just as well. For, as Aldous Huxley would say, women, for reasons as inscrut able as ttfeir origin, have taken their place among the gods. And, ordinary mortal that I am, I admit, not out of weakness, but out of a sense of realism, that it is not good form to take issue with a de faulting god. By Federico Mangahas Writer, Scholar ’^/'ITH a world war just over and another believed to be pending, I do not see the wisdom of encouraging even a minor holocaust im mediately in the neighborhood by presuming to point out the trouble with the women- I am distressed that women leaders of thought, espe cially editors of women’s journals, should incite a mere private citizen like myself to start trouble this way on the suspicion that I lack a worthier preoccupationI must firmly state that I have no complaints against the women. On the whole I have found them quite agreeable. Even when they are not wholly accomodating or satisfactory, they are good education. I dare, say, for the inspiration of actual or potential pawns, that the women can and do provide sufficient basis for a gold star or at least a citation to heroic citizens whose earthly happiness is not complete unless they have a decoration. FAR as I can see the basic trouble with women is that they are completely different from one another. Moreover, it ap parently is their desire to be entirely dissimilar. These two factors combined do a most admirable job in making the women a baffling mechanismThis being is a myriad of ’moods, a maze of thoughts, and a multitude of unpredictable reactions. All of these things evidence themselves in fashions, conversation, and in fact, all phases of every day lifeAs I try to analyze and unscramble this creature on paper, I be come completely engulfed in a labyrinth of ideas and thought all of which lead to a dead end. To make a long story short, I’m confused! However, I’ve come to one conclusion............ it’s a wonderful way to be confused. On the positive side it is wonderful enough for the women to carry on manly with the tremendous burden of bearing the race, although occasionally we see a few unhappy defection on their ranks. They are not to be judged by these few recalcitrants. (Continued on page 29) NOVEMBER 15, 1946 PAGE 5 Before a vague form lined against the sky, he paused. He stood there for sometime,.looking at the indifferent outline of the house that was his home. He stooi there, painfully reluctant to take another step, knowing that once the gate was crossed and the flight of stairs scaled, a door would lead him into a world of bitter emptiness. But the night pushed him on. Arid so, at long last, he crossed the gate, marked every step that led him up with leaden footfalls and finally, and with great effort it seemed, laid a hand on the door before him. The door-knob turned and the door creaked as it yielded and ushered him into a lifeless room. He closed his eyes, trying to drive away the big darkness that followed him. And as he stood, with his eyes lost in the cup of his hand, he seemed to hear a woman’s gentle voice softly cal ling out to him: Is that you, Ariel ? For it was like that as far as he could rfemember how his mother would call out to him whenever he would come in late in the night. HE TOWN was his but now he felt as though he was a stranger on its roads, as if he never belonged to it. He grew up in this town. He had never been away from it long enough so that its faces were the same familiar faces. There were still the boys he played with in childhood, grown now, all of them, as he had grown. And there were the girls, too, the girls with whom he had spent hours of young and innocent laughter. They, too, had grown now—beautiful and ready to be taken. The hig war did not change his town. He left, but when he re turned, everything that was of the town seemed .the same. It was the same lovely small town that it had always been. Even the stones that jotted out in that part of the road were still there. And the road, except for the growth of wild green blades along its sides, still wound northeastward, until the long white shore halted it near the old municipal building. And the houses were the same. No new ones altered their uniformly scattered setting. And as he stood at a modest corner of the street, he still felt sure he could point out the houses of his friends — the houses of those whose nearness and warmth he had lost now, but still he wanted to call his friends. II HE. CAME in the night and found the town peacefully as leep. He did not knock because it was his; it had always been his town. Or so it seemed, for in a strange land far away from this town he had always longed for the day he would come back to it, longed like one would long for his mother, like one would long for his wife. And so he walked into its heart, along in the big darkness but with the feeling of nearness to someone dearly held. Along the road, as his weight fell fully upon the pebbles under his feet, in their soft rustle he seemed to hear a voice laden with familiarity and friendship. He walked on, his ears strained al most-listening. In the marshy portions where the camias chal lenged the big darkness a frog would croak time and again. Oc casionally, a dog caught in the inky web in the streets would bark. And again its voice would helplessly merge with the still ness. That was three years ago, mostly on moonlit nights, when he was' sixteen and a girl began to mean so much joy in his lite. For that voice meant moonlit nights with Luz, the girl in the house opposite theirs, glorious moments spent under paim trees in the beach. It was three years ago that he last heard that gentle voice. Home now, it was lost for ever but in a memory cruelly clear. And so it was that he felt the emptiness of the room with pain ful bitterness. He felt about him in the darkness. A rocker met his hand. He felt weak and tired and lost. He sank into the rocker, his mind fiercely shouting: I am here mother. I am here now, mo ther. I am here ... Ill Yesterday he went to the cemetery. It was a Sunday. There were many graves there, and some people were there to weed out growth upon the graves. He saw rows of well-tended mounds. And there was Luz bending over the grave of her mo ther. Herman stood beside her. Ariel passed them. Luz and Herman were on the right side of the trail that led to .the graves of Ariel's father and mother. Ariel Where Now He Walks Alone By Clemente HI. Roxas A LONELINESS POIGNANT AND FUTILE MIGHT FIND SURCEASE WHEN GREEN) G^ASS GROWS UPON THE GRAVES AND TRUTH BLOSSOMS FORTH WITH A VEN GEANCE. could not but pass very near them. And yet they did not even try td look up at him. And Ariel felt sure they knew he was there. And he had known them all the days of his childhood. He had played with them and laughed with them. This Herman was his closest friend. They had been together all the years that he was in his town. This Herman was the same Herman who said it would always be as they were—two boys that had grown so fond of eaah other. And it was also Herman who said: Nothing could break our friend ship:—nothing. This Luz. was the only girl that meant something In his young life, the girl who taught him the joys man finds in a woman’s touch, in a woman’s caress, in a woman’s whispered promises of devotion and care. Yes, this boy and this girl who seemed not to notice him now. Were he a flitting shadow, he thought, their eyes would have followed its flight. And so he walked past Luz and Herman. He walked past them as would a perfect stranger. He felt sick and heavy with loss in his heart. He just passed them by. He did not dare look back because to have looked back and find them as cold and indifferent would have caused him deeper pain. IV rl A FAR corner of the ceme tery, Ariel found the graves marked with wooden crosses. There were no names written on the crosses but he knew; the porter told him the first grave was his father’s and the next his mother’s. And the porter’s voice was not kind when he told Ariel PAGE 6 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL He took to the road again, the loneliness slowly ebbing from his heart although he knew that the days of darkness and the empti ness of the house that was his home icould be long! this. It was as though to tell Ariel the location of the graves of his parents were a sacrilege. The graves were isolated from the *well-tended mounds. Lustily the weeds fed on them he barely believed. they were graves at all. They could have been mere ground protrusions that could be seen anywhere, made .pronounced by the green growth upon them. The graves were not far apart. And as he stood motionless and silent before them, moments fleet ed by unheeded. No tears filled in his eyes, but in his face the cloud of loss and loneliness was heavy and ominously dark. At length he kneeled, extended his hands and ran them against the mounds like one caressing a well-beloved face. And as he did all this he said to himself: I am here now. Do you hear me, mother? Oh, father, would you know that I am here ? Would you ever know? Shall we ever meet again—you and mother and I? Already the sun was lo6t be hind the ghaut. Upon the ceme tery fell the pointed silence of some going. Shadowless, the graves, well-fenced and weedless' and flower-decked, rolled in rows. But for all these, the earth and all that was of earth could have been just another dream that had spent itself. I shall finally go And if God is kind to us. No longer Ariel stood up now, remember ing. In a letter, his mother had said: I feel certain it will not be long from now. also. we shall meet again, here perhaps, — but definitely someplace. V KASIA was old. This Kasia lived with the parents of Ariel. When Ariel was bon^ Ka sia was among the first to see and hold . Ariel in the arms. Kasia nursed him in his childhood. Morning after Ariel arrived, Kasia came. Oh, my boy! Kasia cried. They are gone now. There were tears in Kasia’s eyes. Ariel was silent and mo tionless. Kasia talked on. First it was your father, she said. And then your mother. Ariel’s was a substantial and prominent family. His father was mayor of his town when Ariel left, appointed to the office by the Japs. In his town a resistance orga nization was formed. His father identified himself with this movemenf. He helped feed and finance the outfit. Somewhere in ’43 a split occur red. The organization was di vided into two warring factions. Petty jealousies and a thirst for power and glory among the leaders developed the feud which involved deaths on both sides. They took your father in the night, Kasia said. They who rule this town now took him. He never came back. The leaders of this faction said your father worked actively with the enemy. They said your father was a spy. Our people were made to understand that your father sold the town to the Japanese. They taught our people to hate your family. They convinced the people that the only punishment fit for traitors is death. And kill fliey did your father. Ariel remained silent and mo tionless, his eyes thrown blankly against a wall in the roond. Kasia did not see his face; he was seated with his hack to the old woman. And Kasia was looking down while she said all these. tain, face It was a long way to where they killed your father. Your mother and I found his body at the bank of a brook in the mounHe lay on his stomach, his pushed deep against the earth, his feet dangling by the bank of the brook, barely reach ing the water. I knew he was long dead. The smell of his body was not good anymore. Kasia paused. She looked at the in front of her. He was young and handsome her heart filled with pity for him knowing how hopeless his life seemed now. And then she went on: A few months later, your mo ther died also. It was a lonely death, her death. And if I did not offer good pay, nobody want ed to help me bury her. Our peo ple really learned to hate your family. They believed your father was a traitor. I don’t... VI FOM the modest comer of the streets where he stood, he watched his people pass him by. He thought: My father is not a ti*bitor. I know my father. He is a great man. He had done so much for this, my town. Where he was made to stop, I shall pick up the thread of his happy dream for this, my town. And then, as the years go by, I shall regain my people’s faith, painstakingly per haps but certainly. And then it shall not be sad to go also. He took to the road again, the bitterness slowly ebbing from his heart, although he knew that the days of darkness and the empti ness of the house that was his home would be long. NOVEMBER J5, 1946 PAGE 7 Above: Miss Maria Luisa Villarama, our cover girl. IttL HELPLESS Below: Last September 30, President Manuel A. Roxas proclaimed the period between October 28 and November 30 as the campaign period for the Philippine Red Cross this year. Photo below shows His Excellency signing the proclamation in the presence of Dona Trinidad de Leon Roxas, Doha Aurora Aragon Quezon, Philippine Red Cross Chairman, Mrs. Manuel V. Moran, Ernesto Ruflno, Cam paign vice-chairman, Modesto Farolan, Malacahan Press Secretary, and Glen A. Whisler, PRC manager. Far right: The First Lady of the Land is the honorary chairman of the 1946 Red Cross Fund Campaign. She is shown here conferring with Placido Mapa, campaign chairman, Ernesto Ruflno, campaign vice-president, and Dr. J. H. Yanzon, Philippine Red Cross assistant manager, regarding plans for the drive. By Glen A. Whisler Manager, Philippine Red Cross y’HE RED CROSS is only 83 years old but the idea behind it is as old as human morality—this idea is typified by the spirit which animated Henri Duriant, Florence Nightingle and a host of others who believed in the sanctity of hu man life. The impulse to help the helpless has moved sinner and saint alike—from the Samaritan of Jericho Road to St. Francis of Assisi. During the last several years this spirit has burned low in many parts of the world but it has never been entirely extinguished. The Red Cross idea was born 83 years ago. It was in 1859, during the war between France and Austria, when a bloody battle took place at the village of Solferino in Austria. Al though the Battle of Solferino remains in the history of war fare as one of fhe most costly in human life, it probably would be forgotten by most people had it not been for the fact that this battle was witnessed by a young Swiss idealist, Henri Dunant. At that period in military de- Henri Dunant was profoundly imit was not the custom pressed by this experience, and he of armies to make adequate pro- wrote his reactions to it in a little vision for the wounded. The book entitled “UN SOUVENIR DE wounded lay where they fell un- SOLFERINO,” which achieved wide circulation in Europe. He spent the next three years visiting the capitals of Europe and urging upon the governments an idea which he developed as a result of this experience. He argued that if all the nations would join to gether in the establishment of a neutral international organization, this agency would be able to serve all the wounded on the battlefield even while the battle was raging. The idea appealed to the rulers of Europe and in the following year, 1863, the Geneva Convention was held in Geneva, Switzerland. The first convention outlined the regulations which would be followtil the battle was over, and then the victorious army took care of its own men. In many instances, the wounded of the defeated army were left to die. This wanton waste of human life shocked Henri Dunant and he decided on an ac tion which has become characteris tic of the philosophy of the Red Cross. Although he had no supplies, no personnel, no plans, he felt that he had to try to meet the emer gency as best he could. He went into the village of Solferino and rounded up the older men and wo men who were available, organized them into units and actually went onto the battlefield to do the job ed in taking care of the wounded, of first aid, as well as they could. (Continued on page 32) WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL PAGE 8 fafL. Jo fyund. By Florencio Z Cruz, M. D., M. P. H. Field Supervisor, USPHS Secretary, National VD Control Council FAMED AUTHORITY ENJOINS CIVIC — MINDED WOMEN TO INCLUDE IN THEIR AGENDA THE DISSEMINATION OF PRI MARY KNOWLEDGE FOR SAFEGUARD AGAINST THE CURSE OF THE AGES. y W C/1 women, shown with the First Lady and Mrs. Eu genio Perez, put their heads together to raise funds for much needed rehabilitation. At left, society women equal ly busy over the project for disabled veterans. Can’t these noble souls, asks the author, take up one more ate for them to grind? T1HE WOMEN’S part in the progress of our country is clear-cut. In the social, economic, educational, religious and moral activi ties for the upliftment of the lot of the masses, our women, are al ways in the fore-front unmindful of the discomforts and personal sacrifices that go with their labors to be able to help in giving sun shine to the clouded lives of the unfortunates. Just very recently, the humanitarian efforts of the women’s or ganizations in aiding the Filipino war veterans are worthy of the highest commendation. Their aims are worthy, the methods prac tical and the results tangible. Lately, however, a new field has been opened whereby women can help a lot since it is practically within the very sphere of their influence. • This field of activity promises generous results. This ist nothing more than the dissemination of pertinent useful information which the general public should know about the evils and dangers of contracting social diseases and the permanent bad effects they leave in the victims. These infections, known as venereal or genito-infectious diseases, cause not only death but life-long miseries to the individual patients, their spouses and offsprings. Gonorrhea and syphilis are the most common of these offending diseases. More than a decade ago, go- wards these diseases is the right norrhea and syphilis were being one to assume. They should not mentioned by the laymen only in be thought of as any different whispers and behind . closed doors, from other infectious ailments Even physicians spoke with trepi- like typhoid fever, dysentery, indation when discussing the sub- fluenza, measles and others. In ject, ahd they were nevei’ con- fact, people should be more curious sidered fit topics in polite society, and should know more about goIt was only in 1936 when Sur- norrhea and syphilis so that in geon General Thomas Parran of validism, sterility, insanity, unhapthe United States Public Health piness, self-reproach and death Sendee set tradition aside by pub- may not be their lot as a result of lishing in a lay magazine, “The ignorance. Readers’ Digest”, an article about Causes and Sources of Infection, syphilis. Since then, the cloak of —Sexual promiscuity is considered secrecy surrounding these di- the most important cause of these seases has been dropped and it is infections—gonorrhea and syphilis, no longer shocking when one hears The brothels and prostitution of syphilis and gonorrhea being houses are the main sources of mentioned even among the so- the maladies. The infections may called elite. be contracted innocently, but they And this’impersonal attitude to- (Continued on page 28) NOVEMBER 15, 1946 PAGE 9 Sergeant Nelson’s TRUTH By Darrell Huff TN THE SERGEANT’S code a lie was a lie—a thing to be killed as quickly as possible. But when he tried to tell his home town about its war hero, he learned how a lie can be a very fine thing. TF a soldier is lucky, he may A come home very fast. That is one of the everyday miracles of modern air transport. Two for tunate aerial hitchhikes brought Sergeant Steve Nelson home so rapidly that he was able to keep his anger boiling all the way from Okinawa to the village of Kelland in a valley lying east of San Fran cisco. Kelland was the village in which Steve Nelson had been born and had grown up. The late Private Bill Kemp, against whom even in death Steve Nelson’s anger seethed, had also lived most of his life In this village. Almost anyone In Kelland would agree that it had not been a useful life, until the war. As Sergeant Nelson climbed off the train he almost forgot his anger. He stopped to catch his breath, because it was quite literally breath-taking to be back home after nearly two years. But as he walked down the street, favoring his left leg a little, the anger flared up again and the back of his neck was red under its tan. There were just two things he wanted to do, he told himself, before he settled down to enjoy his furlough. The first to look again at the miserable shack in which Bill Kemp had lived and which the wife and son of Bill Kemp no doubt still occupied. The second thing—Steve Nelson put his hand into his pants pocket to reassure himself that he still carried the evidence of truth there. It crackled under his finger, the official statement of what really happened In that isolated bit of action on -Okinawa, It was important to have that paper ready. He would show it to his mother and. she would be de lighted. She would phone the newspaper. The editor himself would come to see it, because on so small a newspaper the editor is also the reporter. And then truth would be published in irrefutable, wide reaching type. It was for this that he had ob tained the paper in his pocket. Sergeant Steve Nelson had been lying In the hospital when a friend had come to tell him that Bill Kemp was dead. It was from the friend also that he had first learn ed of the storv Bill Kemp had told around: a hysterical, wishful story of things as Kemp would have liked them to be. It was this distorted tale that had reached the newspaper correspondents and, through them, the papers back home. So when Steve Nelson came out of the hospital he did one thing before he left on his furlough. He rounded up witnesses and had them write down on crisp official paper a concise description of what ac tually had happened. His com manding officer signed it. This paper he carried in his pocket now. Steve Nelson cut across Pine Street at an angle, just as he had done four times a day In the years when he was going to high school. That seemed long ago to the soldier who fought on distant islands and seen many men die. It was twenty-six months ago. Yet Steve Nelson was pretty much the same person he had been then. He believed that if a thing was so, it was so. That black was black and white was, white, and that was all there was to it. A lie was a lie, and this lie he would kill tomorrow. Steve Nelson thought of the shack in which the Kemps lived. It was just around the corner now. It had been a decent enough little ONE CRUEL DESTRUCTIVE TRUTH THAT MUST NEVER OUT. ONE MAGNIFICENT LIE THAT MUST KEEP. PAGE 10 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL NEW FORMULA: wife should Be older DR. CLIFFORD R. ADAMS who conducts a marriage cli nic for the Companion insists that girls who marry men younger than themselves consistently have the happiest marriages. His rea sons ate so logical, one wonders why women would rather pine away than marry a man several years younger. In a full length exposition, he says, “When the wife is older the couple is much more likely to be happily adjusted in physical inti macies, because a woman’s sex drive tends to reach its full strength several years later in life than a man’s. A girl who is younger than her husband may be so far behind him in her sexual house until the Kemps moved Into It, a little while after their mar riage. Then it had become a scandal of the neat neighborhood, dirty, out of repair, bulwarked with empty cans and all the un identifiable trash that settles around a house when the people who lived in it do not care. The girl Kemp had married had been one of the prettiest seniors in the high school when Steve Nelson was still in the grades, but a few years of marriage to Bill had turn ed her into a hopeless slattern. And their Kid—Steve Nelson remem bered him only as a smudged face, hair that was rarely combed or cut, and a voice that was a self pitying whine. Steve Nelson turned the corner and saw the Kemp house. For an Instant he doubted that it was the same house. It had changed so much. New people evidently were living in it, for there was evidence of an effort to make grass grow in the front yard. Flowers were be ginning to bloom in a border along the front of the house. The new people must have moved in re cently, Steve Nelson decided, since the white paint on the cottage glistened with newness. If Mrs. Kemp and the kid had moved out right after word came of the death of Private Kemp, that would time it about right. A LITTLE boy came out and beA gan to dig weeds out of the flower border with a trowel. Serg eant Steve Nelson called to him. “Mac,” he said, “can you tell me where the Kemps are living now?’’ “We’re living right here, mister,” development that she becomes frigid or otherwise maladjusted. When the wife is older the couple will come closer to living their full lives together. Life insurance companies have found that the 7/oh Can Mrjmji fa By HERNANDO R. OCAMPO You can never be completely anywhere, Not the whole of you, Darling— Not for always, anyway. | You can never be completely here, For any appreciable length of time. For there are melodies, Darling— Melodies of yesteryears lingering in air; Disturbingly complete With specific And healthy man-odor. Out of the most unsought moments Our old songs shall intrude and linger At the base of your neck, At the small of' your back, At the vortex Of the micro-dimples behind your ears; And with their nostalgic melody Part of you shall be transported Inexorably from one world to another. Thus, wherever you are, darling. You can never completely be. said the boy. “I’m Billy, Bill Kemp, Junior,” he added proudly. Steve Nelson looked at him close ly. It was hard to see in this child the ragged boy he had known as Bill Kemp’s kid. This boy was dif ferent, not so much in neat clothes and almost clean face and well brushed hair as in something Steve Nelson could not quite put into words. But, whatever it was, it showed itself in shining eyes and a head held high. The soldier realized that the boy was staring at him very hard. “Are you—” the boy began. He hesitated and continued, “Are you Sergeant Steve Nelson?” “Yes,” the soldier said. “You re member me?” The boy’s eyes were bigger now. "I wasn’t sure. Oee, then you’re the man my father saved from the Japs, aren’t you?" average woman lives three and a half years longer than the average man. And*in the average mar riage, the husband is more than three years older than his wife. Thus she is likely to be a widow This was an awkward question. Steve Nelson felt that it put him into the same unfair position he had been in since the incident back in Okinawa. He believed in telling the truth, no matter how harsh it might be. But with a little boy— Well, let them wait; they'd read it soon enough in the paper. Steve Nelson said merely, “Your father and I were in the same out fit from the time we left here until —well, until he died.” “I know all about it,” the boy said with pride. “My mother read it to me out of the paper. My father and you were trapped by the Japs. You were shot in the leg. Then in the night my father carried you on his back. . . ” The boy went on talking, eagerly, as though it were a story he had heard and told many times. Steve Nelson’s thoughts were carried back in the last seven years of her life. The wife who is older is more apt to be accepted as an intellectual equal and as a real partner. A man is likely to be skeptical of the intellectual powers of a girl his own age or younger. He is likely to seek and respect the opi nions of the girl who is somewhat older than himself. The wife showing her age eventually is an unreasonable worry because the difference in the partners’ ages will be less visibly apparent with every passing year. And most of the differences are imaginary be cause the man who marries an older woman is usually mature beyond his years—or else she is extraordinarily vital for hers.” to Okinawa, and his fingers clench ed on the paper in his pants pocket as he remembered what had hap pened. His leg was numb right after the sniper’s bullet hit it, but soon It began to throb. There were sounds in the brush all around where he and Bill Kemp lay, and It was ap parent that the Japs would be on them before morning. He had said something about that, as one men tions the obvious, and at the words Bill Kemp had broken. There had been nothing to do for it but slap Bill out of the giggling phase of his hysteria and drag him across the flat exposed stretch to safety. In* the flurry of meeting the counter attack that followed, It was no wonder that Kemp’s version of the affair had been accepted by the newspapermen and that they had promptly made Kemp out a hero. A shell from a heavy mortar had killed Kemp a few days letters. Steve Nelson wrenched his mind away. “Your house—It looks nicer than it used to,” he said to Bill Kemp’s son. “Yes, sir,” said the boy. “My mo ther says we have to live up to my father’s memory. We’re proud of him and I guess the whole town is, too.” The man and the boy heard, a voice from the door of the cottage. “I guess I got to go to dinner now,” the boy said. ’Good-by.” Sergeant Steve Nelson walked away toward his own house. From his pants pocket he took truth and looked at it. With strong brown fingers he tore it into little pieces. NOVEMBER 15, 1946 PAGE 11 Anonymous By Pia Mancia WHAT’S IN A NAME? IT’S THE DEED THAT COUNTS. THE LADY HAS A NAME. IF YOU ARE AWAKE TO THE LITTLE THINGS THAT MATTER, YOU CAN’T FAIL TO KNOW HER. SOME PEOPLE can't just leave well-enough alone. They I must do something about it. While others shrug their shoulders and say that it is none of their business, these people would just make whatever problem is on hand their business. She prefers to be anonymous, this person I have in mind who must always do something about it. I' do not feel that I want to honor her request, but there is such a thing, unfor tunately at times, as ethics. So she remains anonymous, until you guess who she is. She has not enjoined me not to describe her activities, so that I feel free to do my worst. That means telling what she has been up to all this time. During the Japanese Occupa- along in the streets, in groups or tion when the schools were closed in pairs, on their way to a party for a time, the young people in or back from a party—or just Manila (and perhaps in the pro- ambling along. You saw them on vinces, too) had nothing to occu- moonlit nights holding hands, py their minds, their hearts, and whispering softly to one another, their hands. You saw them ambling You saw them everywhere, in tri cycles, in carretelas—the rate of the kids pairing off, love-struck juvenile romance really reached a eyes, soulful attitudes, absentnew height then. minded ways, queer, husky voices, I was in the Bureau of Census pretty dresses and well-pressed then, in the Division of Vital Sta- pants, new coiffures and pencilled tistics. Part of the function of the eye-brows. Bad signs, these, my Division was the issuance of mar- friend thought, boding no good riage certificates. Many was the to anyone. time when I was requested to The next thing I knew was that stand as witness to a young she had organized in her neigh couple’s marriage. And when I say borhood— and soon the idea young, I mean young. The ages spread farther than her neighranged from fifteen to twenty-one borhood alone— a youth society or twenty-two. For some there called Kabataan ng Pagasa, whose was parental consent, for a few purpose was to foster interest in there was trouble. It was all a music, literature and general culsad mess. The debris of that mess ture. The young people had monthis still seen in the unhappiness ly programs in which latent gifts and incompatibility of those hast- were discussed. There was a young ily-arranged unions. The divorce boy, unusually good in declaiming law of the Japanese Occupation who gave renditions of Tagalog era “corrected” a few mistakes, poems or rhymes in a manner Many will remain, thanks to our which was striking enough to have deeply ingrained idea of the per- a great artist who had travelled manence of marriage, uncorrected extensively abroad say with con-, forever. viction: "They have nothing like I have not digressed. I still this in other countries. This is have in mind my friend with the purely ours. Let’s go on cultivatpenchant for anonimity. She saw ing it.” the situation in her community— (Continued on page 14) But, she, too in her philantrophic role, prefers to remain anonymous. The lady ift the picture has no relation to the lady in the article. PAGE 12 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL (bon 'i (Be (l&hamed Jo By IV. A, S. Douglas BRAVE TEARS OF GRIEF AND OF PRIDE. WHAT TWO BETTER EMOTIONS GOULD MEN INDULGE? AND WHAT BET TER WAY TO INDULGE THEM THAN THE OLD EST WAY KNOWN TO MAN? Tears sprung to General Mac Arthur’s eyes when he said good-bye to aging President Quezon at Corregidcr episode. BACK in the middle '20, when I was a reporter for the Baltimore Sun, I was sent to Pittsburgh to cover a murder which had its start in the mysterious disappearance of a young and beautiful married woman. She was finally traced to the apartment of a bootlegger with whom she had been having an affair: he had killed her and fled town. When the police found her she wasn’t at all the pretty thing she had been in life. The girl’s husband, a plain hardworking person who had had complete faith in his erring wife, was brought tq the apart ment to identify the body. Describing his reaction in the story I wired to Baltimore that night, I wrote that the griefstricken young man “broke down and cried like a baby,’’ I thought this was a fine line, and was still congratulating my self when a colleague brought me a telegram signed by my managing editor. Bill Moore. “Use expression quote broke down and cried like a baby Un quote just once again,” read the wire, “and you go off this pay roll. Women may cry like babies and for no reason, as do babies. But when a man cries he has something to cry about, as you saw today but failed to under stand.” Returning to the home office, I brought up to Moore his observa CRY tion on tears. “Suppose," I asked “that I had written ‘he broke down and cried like a man’ ? What would you have done with the copy?” “I’d have let it run,” he replied, “and the paper would have gotten lots of letters telling us we were crazy. We would have planted a thought-provoker and, finally, we would have had to publish a pow erful editorial on why men smit ten by grief should never be ashamed to cry. Why should they?” During the past half-dozen war years I thought a lot about that long-gone conversation. I have come to realize that tears from the eyes of men, open tears un ashamedly shed, have been more frequent of late than ever be fore. The reason, as Bill Moore put it in his telegram, is that they have had something to cry about. I have seen Winston Churchill weep. The record is that he has done so many times — tears of grief which at the same time were tears of defiance. But the tears I saw in his eyes were those that fell on the reading desk as he addressed the Congress of the United States shortly after our entry into World War II. He re minded the legislators that his mother had been an American, and then he said that his cup would indeed have been full to overflowing had she lived to see him /so honored by the country of her birth. Then two tears, no more, glistened under the shaggy eye brows. I have seen our only living ex President, Herbert Hoover, shed tears unashamedly—and the con sensus among those who know Mr. Hoover is that he is not given to emotion. The scene was along the banks of the Mississippi dur ing the flood disaster of 1927. Mr. Hoover, as Secretary of Com merce in the Coolidge cabinet made a special trip down the great river to study the damage and to make recommendations. A village above Natchez had been obliterat ed. A boy in his teens was telling the Secretary how the angry wa ters had wiped out his parents’ homestead, drowning all the fam ily but himself. Mr. Hoover did not blink his tears away; he took out a handkerchief and openly wiped his eyes. I saw General Smuts weep be fore the mighty men of the world — the mighty men of the 1918 Armistice and of shortly there after. This was in the Hall of Mirrors of the Palace of Ver sailles. Smuts wore the uniform of a British general; barely two decades previously he had been fine of the leaders of his tiny South African nation in its war against the British Empire. The famous Boer soldier was pleading the cause of the little people of the world, just as he was again to plead their cause at San Fran cisco in 1945. I wasn’t at San Francisco, but I saw Smuts’ tears fall at Versailles. As a boy-soldier in the British army, I was always impressed, along with my comrades, by the toughness of its then command er-in-chief, Lord Kitchener of Khartoum. You couldn’t think of Kitchener in tears. I was too young to be at the Battle of Omdurman, in which Kitchener broke the pow er of the Mahdi in Lower Egypt, but my cousin, then a lieutenant in the inniskiling Dragoons, fol lowed the conqueror into Khartoum and always told how England’s hardest-boiled soldier wept at the grave of “Chinese” Gordon, who had died defending the city and whose remains had lain there for fourteen years unwept, unhonor ed, unsung, till Kitchener’s tears fell. (Continued on next page) NOVEMBER 15, 1946 PAGE 13 I have seen the late Genera! Patton weep while welcoming a new army, while bidding good-bye to an old one. Field Marshal Montgomery’s tears fell unres trained when the people of his na tive Ulster hailed him as the prov ince’s greatest living son. And I will never' forget the tears of a fairhaired young man as he star ed, almost unbelievingly, into the fearful squalor and misery of an unemployed Welsh miner’s home. He was then Prince of Wales, soon to be, for a brief time, King Ed ward VIII of England. Something has got to be done! he said as he stared at the whim pering, starved, barely clad chil dren. Then his feeling got the better of him and the tears came freely. During this last war I saw many men young and old, in tears in France and in England, in tears here in train depots and near docksides. Some were tears of joy and some were tears of parting. In the Battle of Britain I often saw mantears—of both grief and defiance — shed by many others besides Winston Churchill. And then, too, there was the fright ened Aineiican boy in Norman iy. I was on Omaha Beach four hours after our initial landing on D-DAY. We had not yet been able to operate armor, for the German • DON’T B!E ASHAMED TO* CRY (Continued, from page 13) 88’s were knocking over our LST’s with uncanny accuracy as they nosed into the beach. The sand were a litter of human and me chanical wreckage. I came upon a young sailor—not over twenty —from one of the smashed land ing craft. He had got hold of a dead soldier’s machine gun and was blazing away at the Germans. As I came close I noticed that he was weeping noisily. “What’s the matter, son?” I asked as I sidled alongside. “Scared?” I was scared, and I figured he was.too. "Scared, hell!” he shout ed while the tears streamed down his cheeks and his gun rattled on. “I’m just worried sick about Ma. She’ll hear about this mess and she’ll figure I’m in it, and then she’ll carry on terrible..." That is the nearest instance I can recall to refute Bill Moore’s When Preaident Roosevelt Wept generally correct theory tjiat no men—even young men—can cry like mother—conscious babies. And yet, without any intention of belittling men to whose eyes tears come now and then, there is a somewhat lighter side to the fash ion—one from which benefit may be derived. Many a distinguished physician has given it as his op pinion that all of us should cry occasionally for our health’s sake; and one eminent doctor at Johns Hopkins stated that the average male cries to himself about once every two years until he reaches senility. Then the tears come more easily. This medical expert claimed that once every two years is not enough; that a good cry once a week—the average, I am told, for women—would do men a lot of good by bringing out the latent sympathy which those of us who consider ourselves strong, virile and hard-boiled are at such pains to conceal. Surely there is some thing to be said for the theory. Meanwhile, masculine tears will continue to fall, intermittently. Frazier Hunt, the correspondent, tells this story of Douglas MacArthur: “When the constant bomb ing of the Philippines appeared to MacArthur to be ruining the health of President Quezon, the General insisted that Quezon be taken to another island. Darkness had covered besieged Corregidor when the General half-carried the aging sick President to the gang plank, where the submarine await ed. Tears sprang to his eyes as he said good-bye. When the sub marine disappeared, MacArthur returned sadly to his quarters, to wait for the help that would never come.” There was another incident in the Philippines. “I felt the tears welling up in my eyes,” wrote General Jonathan Wainwright of the last salute he received from his starved and exhausted men before the Japs took him away from Corregidor. Brave tears — of grief and of pride. What two better emotions could men indulge ? And what bet ter way to indulge them than the oldest way known to man? ANONYMOUS (Continued from page 12) The musical performances were nothing to get wild about, but they meant weeks of preparation and study. The talks which the advisers gave were the usual pep'lectures, made attractive here and there by little object lessons from the day-to-day happenings. All in all the Kabataan as it came to be called affectionately for short, served its purpose. There was no marriage among the young boys and girls who were mem bers of the group. You see, there was no time for much tomfoolery. This busybody friend I am talking about saw to it that her young wards always had something to do. It was not music or poems, it was to help serve the poor people in the com munity with gruel and fish; per haps it was to take things to the Filipino veterans housed in the Neighborhood Home. Walter Winchell once saw President Franklin D. Roosevelt weep. It happened when ex-Congressman Lambertson and others were criticising the war record of his sons. Mr. Roosevelt was miserable about a letter that came that morning from one of them. It concluded: “Pop, sometimes I really hope one of us gets killed so that maybe they’ll stop picking on the rest of the family.” When he read it, F.D.R.’s lower lip started to quiver, and the tears came. “Will you please let me tell that Sunday night?” Winchell asked. “No, you mustn’t, the President said, and changed the subject. —From the real FDR—edited by Clark Kinnaid. Then one day she conceived of the plan of staging Rizal’a Noli Me Tangere. All the talents, hid den and unhidden, had to be used. "Who will be Maria Clara?” "Is Johnny good enough for Ibarra?” “‘Let Emy be Sisa—No, Flor—yes, Emy.” Finally it was staged. It was all right. Again, it was nothing to tell the neighboring countries about, but it was certainly good enough to elicit uncondescendingly favorable comments from various Manila circles. For one thing it showed the Japanese that we were thinking of Rizal. Then came liberation. The glow, the hysterical Joy—then the pro blems. Our girls went wild over the blond beauty of their tall li berators, the young boys began toting guns. Prostitution, V. D., ju venile delinquency. My friend was perturbed again. No sooner perturbed than action followed. What, this time? Noth ing startling of course, for she never was that kind of a fellow. A series of lectures in different schools was staged—on the The Need for Spiritual Rehabilitation. Values were set aright, reminders were given, examples illustrated precepts,—the lessons were made graphic, alive, clear. Results: we don’t know, we can never give its pound of flesh at once for money spent. Now she is working to help send a deserving student abroad. One day she told me rather disheartenedly—an unsual mood for her— “People are still hard hearted—it’s still the effect of their past sufferings.” Then she added brightly, “But if they don’t give, I will.” That is Nanding— no, ladies, she said, anonymous. But that’s her first name. And this is a true story, not a mere essay. PAGE 14 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL ed baby. I could see you then that pie to make the world—people born day, standing apart from the other with prejudice in their hearts and USO crowd, where I was serving as bred in their souls, people made a junior volunteer, so miserably with the stuff that put fear into lost, so painfully shy. I found out one’s heart and hopelessness in later on that you Just came over- one’s eyes, and people bred with seas about a month ago. We be- tolerance and kindness glowing came friends that night. from their very being. I do not We didn’t Intend to fall in love, ask you more than this: Believe No, that was hardly possible. The me, my darling, when I say that disparity of our ages can not be I love you and I want to keep and overlooked. You are young, the I want to keep that love with me world is before you. Nineteen is forever and always. such an age where the interlude Nights there were when I rcstbetween growing up and has grown lessly tossed in bed1 and could not up is keenly felt. It is an age sleep over that sweet recurring where deep impressions are made pain seaAng my very heart. They and falling in love is one business were beautiful nights too, my dar that should be taken seriously. I ling, when my thoughts turned to do not wish to hurt your feelings you and I tried to lock my heart by referring to your age for I know from those torturing, haunting how sensitive you are about it. I nights. I closed my eyes in an efdo not wish to impose my age on fort to stave those painful thoughts By Remy R. Bullo A FILTPINA WHO CARRIED THE TITLE “GI WAR BRIDE” WITH LOVE AND PRIDE, CROSSED OCEANS TO JOIN HER HUS BAND. ASHORE IN A FOREIGN LAND, SHE REALIZED THAT “YESTERDAY WAS ANOTHER WORLD.” rpiIIS IS a story of people in love perfumed with the delicate fragrance of mingled feelings—the pangs of loneliness, the pain of heartbreaks. This is a simple story for simple people, for you and I are simple people, my darling. As I write this I could see the beautiful hazy skyline of San Fran cisco in the distance which you have talked to me about so vividly —its brutal magnificence against a background of picturesque moun tains. It awes me quite a bit for it is different from the city which I had left behind me. Here, there is no destruction, no misery, no suffering. There is joy. There is laughter. It echoes even in the rip ples that persistently strike at the ship’s sides: it is in the very wind that blows into my face and ruffles the pages before me. Los Angeles is not so far now that I am here. In whatever direction it lies, I feel like shouting at the top of my voice: I am here, my darling, so very close to you now. Can you hear me? We have passed the Golden Gate Bridge and the boat might dock in any minute now. I am afraid. It’s silly of me to feel this way, be cause I know you will be there. Everyone is excited. There is con stant chatter and the familiar hub bub of a ship nearing a port. But to me, the mists of San Francisco gave way to the mists of my city and memory, being a funny thing, touched that vein that set me thinking back into the last few months... The first time we met I thought to myself: How young he Is. The youthful lines in his face is still there. When I looked into the blue of your eyes, I seemed to see the sky of my city in one of its moods —like the blue of a lazy afternoon with clouds scudding low before the west wind. Your fair hair remind ed me of the curls of a newly bathyou because I, like you, am sen sitive about the fact that people might make disparaging remarks about us. So I tried to impress deep in your heart and in your head that it was impossible for us to fall in love. Tried as we could, we woke up one day, to find ourselves looking at each other in a different blind ing light. Wherever women loved they know how to give with it de votion, gaiety and comprehension. I closed my eyes to the world’s bickerings to soar dizzily into that space where I saw only a world peopled by you and I. Awakening would be like lifting the window shade to a bright and shining morning, feeling warm sunshine full upon my face. That would be the glaring world—the world where you and I actually live. How often did I ask you to be lieve that it takes all kinds of peoirom seeping into the deep recesses of my mind. But painful tilings In life are the most treasured ones, aren’t they? ^OMEHOW I went back to those years when I was happy and sad at the same time. The kind of sadness that was haunting like the strain of some forgotten song. It was something tangible, something within one’s grasp and yet it took courage and will to make another step knowing that feeling of doom. So we narrowed down our vision to that ultimate goal which is the only goal that people like you and I would want to reach. It may sound funny to you, may darling, if I put my feelings Into written words in stead of saying them out right. You see, I could not find the cour age to say what I want to say. I could not find the will to stand up to you and look you straight in the eyes and say: Now, my darling, is the moment when I must choose NOVEMBER 15, 1946 PAGE 15 between what my heart says or what my head dictates me to do. I must follow my head, my darling, and it is so very contrary to what my heart says. I did not find the courage to say those because I am a fool, a big fool. Because I am in love, so terribly in love with you. I must attribute all these r fail ings and weaknesses to the bare fact that my heart is like myself. Too emotional, too foolish. My heart does not carry enough sense to last me all my lifetime. My heart Is without directions, irreparably beyond loss. I do not wish to be mawkish. For that is a discredit to myself. I do not wish to trifle with your affec tions. That would be unlike me. But would I lose favor in your eyes when I say this: Darling, my head Is more brilliant than my heart? No nonsense. Nothing like being sensible and realistic. I know what your comeback would be and It would sdUnd like this: Stop feed ing your head with more and more restrictions. I am here. Isn’t it enough that I love you? Of course, I would say this: But, my darling, is love enough? Is that everything? Is it enough for two people in love to live within themselves? Yes, people in love will say this: My world is complete with you beside me. Could any thing be more Important than having you? Because we were In love we went around. We _ found little eating places where food was excellent and prices reasonable. We went swimming when the weather called for bright fires and warm blankets. Dancing. Little picnics with peo ple who understood the way we felt. Little shows where we would have ____ ... .. _ .. the chance to hold hands without shoulders tight with the kind of people looking with disfavor at us. vehemence brought about by fear We ventured into a world full of that I might say no. I remember world how your mouth became a thin line slashed across your sensitive face and the softness that stole surreptitiously into your eyes. looked at me, the way you said the words, the way you gripped my youthful dreams, into a where life is sunshine and only love rules supreme. Find me that world, my darling, and I would gladly give you my hand and fol low you. One night—I remember vividly— you told me something about your self which you have never told anyone. We were sitting quietly on my front porch with only the stars for company. Does it matter, my darling, if you are a child of di vorce? That you were raised up in tolerance, the seeming How strong are you to stand un der the pressure of intolerance? People will always talk. You are a man and you can stand the gaff. I am just a woman. 7”—. darling, must you always be be- wants'your way”of Hfe7evenJthe fore me to shield me from all the very air that you breathe is totally fore me to shield me from all the y72y U-JJZZL hurst, the disappointments, the in- different from mine. Only on the ------- __ " the seeming kindness grounds of love that we meet soa “Home?” Love and affection are ^at people are wont to give? Must Cja]]y and equally. It is the only not synonymous with an orphan- always be you to fight my bat- ]anguage that you and I can unThat accounted for your shy- ^cs? How could I win your res- derstand. And even then, we do ■ ----- " were P^. 11 1 let you do that? No, my not speaK lt perfectly. age. ness and diffidence. You - starved for love and I was the only aarling, I must stand for whatever thing that you can call your own. f’5"" - thing that you can call your own. rl8ht3 I possess—for the right to You reasoned out with me eloWith me, all your gnawing hunger l°ve y°u without the usual trim- quently. I was firm and adamant for affections, were satisfied and mln«s of a lau«h behind your back, in my refusal. You pleaded with you were thankful to me for every- for the principles of decency that me and appealed to my love. I thing people in love must forever fight, looked at you then and somehow I What justice Is there that should could hear my resistance breaking Eventually, you asked me to be fought if I am a coward, hiding down somewhere back of me. I marry you. I remember how you behind the cloak that you placed fortified that resistance with So I Heard By Lina Flor A girl who used to sing over the radio some years ago, was walking with a friend when she met an old acquaintance. After an exchange of greetings, the latter went on his way. Watching him depart, the girl said to her companion: You know, the reason that man remembers me so well is because I was the one who sang at his wedding ten years ago.” Remarked her friend: “Ah, I see. You struck the first dis cordant note in his married life, so to speak!” A certain woman writer, wearing a violent red dress, met an advertising friend of hers one day. The latter did not notice her at once, for he was busy talking to someone else. When he finally did so, the girl said reproachfully: "Here I am wearing the loudest dress there is, and you didn’t even see me!” The advertising man replied brightly, “Oh, I’m sorry. I just didn’t HEAR it!” Whereupon she retorted: “You must be COLOR-DEAF!” Coming out of a downtown theatre one afternoon, a young married couple decided to have a late merienda before going home. The wife, who was socially-inclined, suggested the fa shionable and expensive new tea room next door to the theatre, saying, “It is the nearest.” “Yes,” sighed her husband resigned ly, “Nearest and dearest!” At a party of young marrieds, a certain husband had taken more than his share of drinks, to the frowning disapproval of his wife. Becoming hilarious and at the same time sensing her frozen look in his direction, he went over to where she was sitting, his arms around her neck and proclaimed loudly: “I love my wife, I’ll love her until death...” Struggling to free herself from his hold, the wife snapped back: “Bell, you>don’t have to strangle me to death to prove it!”... around my shoulders? But my head insistently say: sensible. Curb that longing someone whom you can never your own. Throw that beautiful love to the winds and make it only a memory. That is my head talk ing. But your love is so beautiful and it could never hurt. Be for call What more can I say, my darling, when my heart is full of love for you? What more can I do when the things that I have treasured most in the world are in conflict. Then, my with yours? Your ideals, your thoughts of another yesterday, of another instance when I made a complete fool of myself. Remember I told you once how I love desperately? A kind of hope less, tragic love which I have paid with lonely tears. He was the type that will forever hurt. He would forever see women cry. He was made that way and I thought I was strong enough. I was sadly mis taken. Then you came along. I was still hurt and on my guard. I was still afraid. I had to gather the vestiges of my courage around me that day I met you. Remember I was still bruised and beaten, completely dis illusioned. You must have heard the thin sharp crack of my heart breaking for you understood what it was to be hurt. The substratum of sadness was still with me, un derlying everything that I said or did, but without the overwhelming stab of grief that I had known at first. That good-natured chaplain that married us looked at me compas sionately. Perhaps he understood what was ahead of me. And as we stood before him, my yesterday was slowly but surely fading into a me mory. The evenings were coming early, blue as smoke; there are no sunsets, days faded away. Another day is before me. We are going to fight our own battles, my darling. Could we hold off everything that is sacred and beautiful like conventions and res trictions? For every human being whatever his color or creed or sex, has certain inalienable rights which other human beings has no right to violate. The usual fight for preju dice and discrimination will never be over. If we fight these and come out glorious and victorious, I owe it to you—for the struggle between your conscience and your heart. For you see, it takes all kinds of people to make the world and dearest Bert, we are a part of this world. We are all going ashore now, my darling. I have all my fingers crossed until the moment when I can feel your arms around me. . . . On the back of a SAN FRANCIS CO EXAMINER which merited on ly a small space on the last column on July 4, 1946, this item appeared: UNCLAIMED GI WAR BRIDE DIES Mrs. Maria Louisa Jacobsen, 22, Filipino, died of self-inflicted wounds at the reception center where she was staying, until her former GI husband would claim her. It was believed that the sui cide was caused by failure of Mr. Robert L. Jacobsen of Los An geles, to claim his war bride. PAGE 16 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL Woman of the Month: ^)£jionima J_ fiac&on LADY WITH A SMILE. YOU NEVER CATCH MRS. PECSON UNSMILING. HER S IS THE SMILE THAT IS THE OUTGROWTH OF A1 LIFE-TIME OF FRUITFULNESS, SERVICE, AND ACHIEVEMENTS A M INTERVIEW, per se, with Nene Pccson, we have susA' peered all along, is one of those things that can neve* really happen. The implication is not to the effect that she refuses to be cornered and pumped with questions to draw out among other things, birthplace, childhood ^memories, pet peeves and dreams, if any. because she easily promises to sit down for a few minutes while you try to get a line on her. But when is the schedule for this event is entirely another story. 1 hert being only 24 hours in a day is a handicap to one occupying the position such as Geronima T. Pecson holds today. As Ma-lacanan Social Secretary, this onetime principal of the Gomez Elementary School. Treasurer, for 18 years of the erstwhile Associated Charities. Member of the Board of Di rectors of the National Federation of Women s Clubs and the YWCA, and currently Chairman of the Manila-Rizal Junior Red Cross Chapter—this tireless woman has not a minute to spend leisurely. Hers has been a lifetime of. vital participation in all lines of endeavor wherever the women were called upon to do their bit. mily. Let there be. occupational' produce to meet current demand, preparation for those on relief Let the market be right there to and let them feel productive and facilitate distribution. On this alive. As for the veterans now grand scale, nothing can fail. Ditlanguishing in the hospitals, I am to for the Poultry-raisers, the for getting them out from that Truck Gardeners. Why not a site invalidating atmosphere. Let for Baquia Factories, Abaca Slipthem go home and, with proper per Factories and, for that matter, guidance, they will soon know Bayong and Mat Factories, Igorhow to get going though arm- rot Carvings, the weaving of sinaless or sightless.” may, of Ilocano cloth—why should The revival of, home industries these be abandoned now ? on a cooperative basis is envision- AND HERE’S where the clubed by the Malacanan Social Sec- women come in, Mrs. Pecson beretary thus: Let there be a com- lieves. As a NFWC executive munity of shoemakers living in she knows whereof she speaks, their special domain. Let them (Continued on page 25) women were called upon That she can not contain her views on the pressing problems of the day may be gauged by the cir cumstances in which the opinions she sets forth came to be entrust ed to us. She was rushing to the airport and we came just a split second on time to be whisked into her car. The car broke down on the way but we made it. An hour later back at Malacanan, she picked a nook in the kitchen where nobody would think of looking for her. Then she really let go, thinking out loud on the muddle that.is today. Uninter rupted, she touched on every con ceivable subject. Nearest her heart is ‘the lot of the indigents”. Recalcitrants, she believes become so from despera tion. Suffering gnawing at their vitals seems to engender a grudge which they must pay off on some one, on the Have’s, on the gov ernment. “There should be a bridge of understanding between the Have’s and the Havenot’s.” Let the first have a big heart edness that comes only from the blessed. Let the latter be equipped with generous under standing. On the subject of reTief, Mrs. Pecson says with vehemence, “I do not believe in direct relief. I am not for giving out doles. Proper investigation will determine who need direct aid. Let there be a scholarship plan. Send the chil dren of veterans, war widows and indigents to school. Give them training that will make them at once the bread-earner of the fa Malacanan Social Secretary Geronima T. Pecson seen with U.S. Ambassador McNutt and daughter Louise and other guests at a Ma. lacafian tea. PAGE 17 NOVEMBER 15, 1946 • Two short dresses that go places. Very inspired, this black two-piecer above.-, its tunic flecked and scalloped in white lace. Above right: White washable sharkskin. Vivid red and black monopolize whole of left bodice making an otherwise prim white dress very exhuberant. r UAVE ^foLICITOUS LLUKll^G ted Hutt. MALAYAN ROSE n cuvctnaticn wr. HAVE always maintained) that the housewife isn’t min eral or vegetable. She is woman. Her world, then, is infinite. She may read “Forever Amber” but she relishes, too, passages like those from Henry Brooks Adams, for example, on the teacher. “...a teacher affects eternity; he can never tell where his influence stops.” Also this: “When women are ladies, men are gentlemen.” Iron out Your I La 1111 d? ring THE COLD weather has made overtures. Before we know it, it’s here. Discard all plans to make mops or rags out of your worn-out blankets. They cTon’t clean anyway. Make them into comforters, instead, by sewing layers together and then cover ing with nice print cotton or, bet ter still, flannel which abounds now in the stores. SAYS ONE who has been bak ing cakes for the last 50 years: Cakes and icing are most delicious when iced while hot or warm. This/ way, moisture in the cake is easily preserved. HOLLYWOOD BEAUTY SECRETS MAX FACTOR, JR. (Famous make-up advisor to the screen stars) GLAMOUR-STEP BY STEP Analyze each step of your beaut ifying practices. See if some could n't be more thoroughly and expert ly done, and then conduct your future beautification according to these findings. You must realize that knowing and practicing the broad principles and basic rules of make-up are not in themselves enough to always guarantee the command of perfec tion in this art. Aside from these basic principles of procedure, there are many detailed "final touch” steps which are essential to com plete perfection in the made-up appearance. These final touches often constitute the principal dif ference between a merely ordinary make-up and a superbly glamorous one. Such solicitude over cos metic detail largely accounts for the exquisitely groomed beauty of any outstandingly glamorous screen actress whose image come to your mind. What Out Failure to remove surplus lip stick is a cosmetic detail which is altogether too frequently overlook ed, and which can greatly detract from the command of the ultim ate in appearance glamour. Another frequently apparent lack in make-up detail is supplied by those women who apply lipstick only to the outer surfaces of their lips. Then, when their lips are parted to speak or to smile, there is immediately visible an un attractive contrast between the made-up outer lip and the un made-up inner area. Lipstick should be extended at least slightly in be yond the area which is visible when the lips are pressed together. Failing to smooth face powder applications offers another flaw in detail which often prevents make up from being perfeot. A powder brush offers the best way to com mand this smoothness. Such a brush is not only effective in re moving surplus powder, but also makes it practically impossible for an uneven, streaked power surface to become apparent. This cannot be said of the powder puff when it is used for smoothing. The Manicure Fingernails which stand in need of manicuring, or which should have their enamel replaced, also 6ffer a serious small detail hazard to feminine appearances. A sur prisingly large number of women, who are otherwise completely pro ficient in their grooming, err in their attitude toward their finger nails. Their reasoning apparently is along the line that people will be looking at their faces, their hair-dos, or their costume effects, and that these onlookers probably won’t pay a great deal of atten tion to such a minor detail as fingernails. They overlook the fact that the .hands are regularly and frequently in motion, and that onlooking eyes are thus inevitably attracted to them, so don’t neglect the conditioning of your fingernails. Such neglect won’t be overlooked. Aids To Vision The wearing of glasses brings about another often overlooked problem in make-up detail. If glasses have lenses which magnify to any great degree, the apparency of eye make-up should be diminish ed to a corresponding extent. Also, women who wear glasses should see to it that any eye make-up appli cations are reduced and smoothed to such a degree that no surplus re mains to flake off on the glasses. Thickly applied eyelash make-up frequently does this. PROBLEMS with these ELECTRIC IRONS Frensh shipment just arrived! Medium Size .... P14.80 Large Size.................. P18.90 64 Escolta, Opposite Crystal Arcade YOUR delicacy about lip rouge should extend, above everything else, to the color of lipstick you use for evening. Do you like it black? Because that’s the way it looks to this observer at least. One looks cold and frozen around the lips in these dark shades. Personally we’d rather look pale in daytime shades. EVEN if you may'have all the leisure to pull out stray gray hairs and note that you have a mole on your chin, take the advice of leaving moles alone. The same goes for any peculiar-looking le sion of the skin. Physicians say that a harmless mole that is ir ritated throughout the years can become cancerous. IF YOU are thin of leg, flatheeled shoes, whether you like them or not, will help you a lot. So will light lustrous stockings. As well as skirt that falls in soft gracious folds. Swimming, bycicling, tennis are also well-known exercises which help develop skinny legs. Distraction also helps. By this, we mean distract the spectator’s attention away from your legs to your nice hair do, to an intriguing lapel pin or best of all, to a love of a dress. WHO ARE we to blame you if you don’t believe in cheek rouge? After all, there is a smart look to the no-rouge technique. But a faint flush has never been known to hurt anyone. As the phrase goes, try it sometimes. SHOPPING GUIDE for buying pots and pans: (1) Look for sturdiness. Cook ing utensils that are too light will warp, dent, and become wob bly. (2) Try them for balance. Pots and pans that tip over, es pecially when they are empty, have no balance. (3) Know the suitable shape. Cooking utensils should cover heating units. Toosmall utensils waste heat. Toolarge utensils may cause enamel to crack. (4) Tight-fitting covers are a must for pans. When they fit snugly, food cooks quicker. (5) Pool' handles can bring di saster to any well-achieved dish. Consider the tragedy of a dish that falls to the floor because you happen to “let go”. PAGE 20 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL complexion colorings. Try it. PAN CAKE MAKE-UP 00 IRENE DUNNE. Metro • Qoldwyn -Mayer When you’re Matyac&tyed you know you’re glamorous ... for then your make-up is prescribed individually for you .. .just as it is for Hollywood’s alluring screen stars... in the correct shades to enliven, enhance, and harmonize perfectly with your natural FACE POWDER COLOR HARMONY MAKE-UP AT LEADING DRUG STORES AND BAZARS NOVEMBER 15, 1946 PAGE 21 SPANISH DISHES, TANGY AND RICH, HAVE ALWAYS HAD AN ATTRACTION FOR ANYONE WHO LOVES TO EAT. THE INTRICACY WITH WHICH THE CONDI MENTS ARE MIXED, THE ARIT THAT GOES INTO EACH STEP IN THE COOKING, AND THE AROMA THAT PROMISES DELElCTVaried ABLE EATING MAY PARTLY EXPLAIN WHY SPANISH COOKING REMAINS A FA VOURITE. and pepper. When ready to serve, put the two egg yolks beaten with lemon juice. Heat the vegetables in this sauce and serve at once. CAULI FLOWER A LA tongue. Add wine and olive oil. Cook slowly until tender. Add mushrooms and pour olive oil to the mixture. Keep cooking until liquid is reduced to a sauce. 2 abierpoons butter '/« teaspoon pepper 3 tablespoons flour % a No. 2 can M cup Libby's Evap- Libby’s Peas, Carorated Milk di* rots, or Stringiest luted'with ' Beans U cup water 3 hard cooked eggs H teaspoon nit 12 slices bread, coasted Melt butter and add flour; blend. Add di luted milk gradually. Cook, stirring con stantly until smooth and thick. Add sea sonings, drained vegetables, and diced hard cooked eggs. Cut bread with large cookie cutter; toast and butter. Use two toast rounds for each serving. Place creamed mixture Between and over toast. Sprinkle with paprika and garnish with parsley. Large baking powder biscuits or cornbread squares may be split and MACEDONIA I)E VEG ETA LES A LA ROULETTE 1% cups cubed carrots l/i cup turnip 1’4 cups fresh peas 3 tablespoons butter 3 tablespoons flour % cups water where the carrots were cooked Yi cup milk 2 egg yolks ’/i tablespoon lemon juice After washing and scrubbing the carrots and the turnips, cut them in cubes or in any fancy shapes. Cook them separately in boiling salted water. Drain, add sweet peas. Prepare the sauce -thus: Melt the butter. Gradual ly stir in the flour. Pour threefourth cup of the liquid where the carrot was boiled, the milk, and a little water, stirring constantly, until it thickens. ScascA with salt POLONESA Remove the leaves from the cauliflower. Cut the stalks and soak in cold water. Cook in a liter of water with one-half liter of milk and a tablespoon of salt till tender. Drain and put on a platter and spread on top finely chopped hard-boiled eggs mixed with a tablespoon minced parsley and bread cubes toasted in but ter. LENGUA ESTOFADA Tongue of a cow Garlic Canned tomatoes Mushroom Vinegar Onion Wine (Jerez) Olive oil Clean tongue and soak in vine gar, salt, and garlic. Then fry in deep lard. Saute garlic, onion, and canned tomatoes. Add the COCIDO Beef (punta de pccho) Pork Chicken Potato# Onions Tomatoes Paprika Bananas (Saba) Chinese gabc Squash Cabbage Pechay Garbanzos Ham (Chinese) Beans Spanish bacon Spanish sausage Beans Camote Clean and cut into convenient pieces beef, pork, and chicken. Clean and cut the vegetables in to uniform sizes as big as the pieces of meat, except the bana6 hard cooked eggs (deviled) 2 tablespoons butter .4 tablespoons flour 1 cup Libby's Evap orated Milk di luted with 1 teaspoon salt Vi teaspoon pepper ’A a No. 2 can Libby’s Peas, Car rots, Stringlcss Beans, or Mixed Vegetables Vs cup dry bread crumbs 1’A tablespoons butter or fortified margarine Cut hard cooked eggs in half, remove yolks and prepare in usual manner for deviled eggs (mayonnaise to moisten, salt pepper, paprika, and dash of mustard). Refill whites. Arrange eggs in a flat cas serole. Make a white saute as follows: Melt butter and add flour; blend. Add diluted milk gradually. Add seasonings. Cook stirring constantly until smooth and thick. Combine white sauce and vege tables; pour over eggs. Top with crumbs mixed with butter. Bake in a moderately hoc oven (?75’F.) for approximately 20 minutes. Amount-Serves 6. CORNED BEEF DELICIOUSLY FLAVORED . . READY TO SERVE/ is easily sliced for sandwiches or cold salads and casserole dishes. ground with cooked potatoes, onions Corned Beef—there’s no finer brand! • Once again you will soon be able to flavor. Chilled, Libby’ Corned Beef This tempting favorite will soon be back! buy Libby’s famous brand of corned beef. Only fine quality beef is chosen for this delicious meat. A special Libby recipe guides the curing that gives this corned beef its rich,- tempting platters. It adds hearty goodness to and seasonings, it makes a flavorsome hash. Ask your dealer soon for Libby’ PAGE 22 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL American Dishes Easily Prepared SUPER SALAD OF CHOICE VEGETABLES 1 package lemon flavoured ge latine 1 cup boiling water 2 tablespoons vinegar 1 teaspoon salt 1 cup chopped celery '/'z cup grated raw carrots Yz cup chopped pineapple 1 green pepper chopped Dissolve gelatine in boiling water. Chill. When slightly thickened add vegetables and season with salt, pepper, and vi negar. Remold on lettuce and chill again. Unmold on lettuce leaves. Garnish will cornucopias of cooked, cold ham with mayon naise and sprigs of parsley in each cornucopia. Pick over and wash the peas, put in a kettle with the bones, water, and'2 slices of onion, and simmer for 3 or 4 hours or until soft, then rub through a sieve or mash with a spoon. Melt fat, add ’A cup carrots and 2 slices of onion, diced, stir and cook for 5 minutes; add the flour, cover with hot water, and cook for 10 minutes or until soft. Add the strained pea soup. Dilute with hot water or milk, if too thick, a<W more seasonings if needed, and serve very hot. MACARONI FRUIT SALAD 1 cup of elbow macaroni, cook ed and chilled 1 small can of sliced pineapple, cut in tiny pieces 3 bananas, diced 6 marshmallows, halved Toss the combined ingredients into the following pineapple dress ing: Juice from one small can of pineapple Yz cup sugar 3 tablespoons of corn starch 1 cup of whipped cream Mix the corn starch with the sugar and stir into boiling pine apple juice. Cook, stirring, in the double boiler for twenty minutes. Cool and fold in the cream, whip ped. Top each serving with marachino cherry. LETTUCE AND ASPARAGUS SALAD Use a white head of lettuce, pare off the outer green leaves, remove the core, and wash and drain in a wire basket. Split and pull the leaves into quarters and place them in a large bowl and chill, if you do not have refrige rator, by surrounding the bowl with cracked ice. Mix a pinch of salt, a dash of pepper, and a pinch of sugar in a bowl with 2 na which will be used whole. Put the meat in a big kettle. Cover with water and bring to a boil until fatty bubbles appear on the surface of the kettle. Remove this dirty fat. Add the ham, sausage, bacon and let boil. When about done, add all the vegetables. Fin ish cooking. In a separate pan, saute garlic, onion, and tomatoes, chopped very fine. Add paprika. Let meat without vegetables stand in this sauce, cover, and allow to simmer for about twenty minutes. Then add to the cocido. Pour in the rest of broth. SPANISH MEAT LOAF 2 cups cooked meat 1 slice bacon or salt pork 1 cup stale bread crumbs 1 cup milk 1 teaspoon poultry seasoning Yz teaspoon salt 1/6 teaspoon pepper lJ/2 stewed tomato well-sea soned or Yz can tomato soup and Yz cup water Chop the meat and bacon or salt pork fine. And the bread crumbs soaked in milk, salt, pep per, and poultry seasoning. Turn into an oiled square pan, spread the cooked rice over the meat, then pour the tomato and bake for half an hour in a moderate oven, 350 degrees, F. spoons of vinegar and 4 table spoons of olive oil. Pour this dressing over the asparagus tips from a can around the side and in the center of the bowl. HARVARD .BEETS 3 cups cooked cubed beets 2 tablespoons butter 2 tablespoons flour 1]4 cup sugar 1|2 teaspoon salt 1|8 teaspoon pepper 1|2 teaspoon vinegar 1(2 teaspoon hot water Melt butter, and flour, and blend to a smooth paste. Add the liquid and sugar. Cook until thick, stirring constantly. Pour the sauce over the beets, reheat and serve. DRIED PEA SOUP WITH VEGETABLES Bones from pork Yz cup dried peas 4 cups water 1 onion 2 tablespoons fat */< cup carrots, diced 2 tablespoons flour A pinch of pepper POINSETTIA SALAD ....Prepare a lemon gelatine mak ing it stiffer than in the usual re cipe .and tinting it red. Pour in a flat? pan to the thickness of % inch and set to harden. With a cookie cutter, form stars of the hardened gelatine and arrange them on lettuce bordered plates. In the center of each star, form a rosette of whipped cream salad dressing or cream cheese balls topped with pistachio "nuts. Serve very cold. FRUIT PUDDING 2J/2.cups flour *4-tsp. baking soda 3 tsp. baking powder Yz tsp. salt Yz tsp. nutmeg Yz tsp. cinamon J/4 cup beef suet, finely ped Yz cup melted butter 1 cup molasses 1 cup raisins, floured */2 cup currants, floured Yz cup citron, sliced 1 cup milk Sift dry ingredients twice. Add other ingredients in the order given. Pour in greased molds or pans as desired; steam 2 hours. Serve with any desired pudding sauce. CHICKEN CROQUETTES 2 cups chicken meat, chopped Yz cup walnut meats Yi teaspoon celery salt 1 teaspoon lemon juice 1 teaspoon chopped parsley 1 cup white sauce (thick) A few grains of cayenne pep per nutmeg and a few drops of onion juice. Mix the ingredients in the or der given and mold into cork shaped croquettes, using a heap ing tablespoon of the mixture for each croquette. Roll in bread crumbs, dip in egg and fry in deep fat. Drain on tissue paper. PINEAPPLE SALAD For each person place a slice of pineapple on lettuce leaves, put grated cheese on top, add very thin strips of pimientos. Pour mayonnaise over it and sprinkle with paprika. Beat egg yolks until thick and lemon coloured. Make a syrup of sugar and water and pour grad ually on eggs, beating constantly. Put into small individual molds and steam for one hour. When cold remove from molds. MEXICAN BEEF 2 cups cold cooked beef, cut in cubes 3 tablespoons fat 1 onion 1 sweet red pepper 1 clove garlic 3 tomatoes 1 teaspoon table sauce Salt Melt fat in saucepan, add onion finely chopped, and cook until the meat is brown and the onion is yellow. Add peppers finely chop ped and garlic chopped. Add to matoes peeled and cut in pieces. Cook gently for 15 minutes, add seasonings, salt, and pepper, if necessary. Serve with a border of molded rice or mashed pota toes. 2 teaspoons unflav ored gelatin 2 tablespoons cold 1 cup Libby's Evap orated Milk di luted with 1 cup water 2 eggs, separated % cup granulated sugar % teaspoon salt 2 tablespoons sugar 1 teaspoon vanilla 3 slices Libby's Pineapple Soak gelatin in cold water. Heat diluted milk to scalding. Beat egg yolks, sugar, and salt together until light. Slowly add milk. Cook over boiling water, stirring constandy until mixture coats a spoon. Add gelatin and stir until dissolved.'Chill thoroughly. Fold in the egg whites beaten stiff with 2 tablespoons sugar, and vanilla. Pour into 6 individual serving dishes. Chill until firm. Garnish with 3 slices Libby's Pineapple, cur in quarters, allow ing 2 quarters for each serving. Libby's Peaches, Pears, Apricots, or Fruit Cock tail may be used. Amount—Serves 6. NOVEMBER 15, 1946 PAGE 23 WHEN YOU’RE a teen, it seems as if you’re always either too young or too old. Mom says you’re too young to wear grown-up clothes and make-up, sis ter tells you not to act like such a baby. It’s all pretty confusing, but there’s something you can do about it. Be your age. Naturally, when you begin to outgrow the little-girl stage you want to wear clothes that look, high school and not like kinder garten. Of course everybody wears sweaters and skirts and they are really ageless. The problem becomes more acute when you se lect date dresses, hats, shoes (no high heels, please, in the early teens), suits and coats. You are smart and smooth in appropriate teen fashions, whereas you look ri diculously out of place in sophisti cated “misses’ ” styles. The dif ference between the two is subtle, but important. On the other hand, even if you are small for your age, you don’t need to wear kid 'DRESSMAKING-HAIR SCIENCE-TAILORING-COOKING EACH COURSE UNDER FAMOUS PHILIPPINE INSTRUCTORS 5EHDDL EQUIPPED 5CHOOL t til FREE PROSPECTUS dark powdei' and powder base ing, clean hair that needs only show up like a sore thumb, and that’s certainly not the idea in using make-up. As one grows older, the skin usually changes in tone and the darker colors in make-up then give a warmer, more natural effect. But you won’t need to worry about that until you’re nearly thirty! As for how much in the cosme tic line you need, that’s an in dividual matter but this is a re commended complexion “diet” for teeners with normal skin, provided it has the green light from your family. Aside from the usual cleansing and soothing preparations, you may use a powder base of either the cream or the lotion type. This may be used with or without pow der—it’s high fashion without powder, for that slightly shiny, very clean look. If you use pow der, get a fine one, just a shade or two darker than your skin coloring. Lipstick, if it is being used by most of-the girls of your dish clothes; you’ll find your size especially styled in the teen de partment. Make-up is another matter about which there’s room for discussion. As you become more conscious of your appearance you want to dress up your face, too. Mother’s apt to say firmly, “No lipstick,” but what she probably means is no dark colored lipstick, no laid-onwith-a-trowel effect. An artistic job with a light, natural lipstick will, quite likely win her ap proval and Dad’s, especially if the other girls you pal around with use it, too. You won’t want to use it anyway if it’s not “the thing” with your crowd. You know, the manufacturers of make up items like powder, lipstick, and powder base put out a variety of shades so that every woman and girl may choose those which blend best with her own coloring. Young girls, who generally have light skin tones, need pink or light red make-up tints. Purplish reds and age in your town, but only in the light, clear red shades previously mentioned. Eye make-up? Defi nitely no, with the possible ex ception, for important parties, of a tiny bit of brown fnascara and eyebrow pencil if you have ^he kind of "white” lashes and brows that look as if they weren’t there at all. This must be applied very delicately; better leave it off than look blotchy around the eyes. Careful attention to the nice ties of good grooming s^ows bet ter than anything that you’re stepping out of the baby class. So see that your clothes are neat, hang properly on you, your ac cessories are selected with care, your make-up, if any, is expertly applied—and not applied in pub lic. When it comes to hair-dos, you shouldn’t envy the sophisticated “set” styles some elders wear— they envy you the youthful charm to which soft, simple hair-dos are so becoming. Well-cut, shinPASAY BRANCH:ROCOR BLDG.,OPPOSITE ARELLANO COLLEGE -551 RIVERA ST.. PASAY- ALONG TAFT AVE. brushing, combing, and a minimum of “setting” is for you. And not only are unpretentious styles more becoming, they are also lots more suitable for the kind of life you lead. Remember that those gla morous ’dos you can see in the movies are turned out by expert hair-dressers on the spot, not run through with a hasty comb. Of course there’s another side to this picture. What about the teener who’s a little younger in years than the girls in her class, and maybe a little big for her age ? Should she continue to dress for her real age or should she go into the styles worn by her older classmates? Well, we recommend a compromise — simple classic styles that are neither obviously young nor old. Yes, grooming that is neither too young nor too old always brings out the best in a girl! —By Louise Carlisle (Calling All Girls) SMAJLL FRY TRENDS Apples and pears, candies and,'pets all go into this little princess’ dress these days. Appliqued or embroid. ered, they make the little one feel very self-sufficient. PAGE 24 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL Morong Women's Club Active At a meeting held by the Morong Women’s Club, during which the club president Mrs. Amparo Francisco reported the activities of the year, over 250 members including representatives from the barrios were pre. sent. Mrs. Francisco has turned in the biggest number of subscriptions to the WOMAN'S HOME JOURF ” The Morong Women’s Club held a meeting last Sunday, at which over two hundred fifty (250) members were present, including representatives from the Barrios of San Guillermo, Lagundi, Maybangcal and Bombongan. The President of the Club, Mrs. Amparo Francisco, reported the activities of the Club during the year. The Puericulture Center is doing splendid work, especially in giving aid to the nursing mothers. Dr. Mauro Atendido and Miss Juana Francisco, the Center’s physician, and nurse respectively make periodical visits even to the different barrios. Nursery clas ses have been recently opened by the Club. The President of the Club personally campaigned for subscriptions to the Woman’s Home Journal, which is the offirial organ of the National Fede ration of Women’s Clubs of the Philippines, of which the Morong Women’s Club is a member. She has already turned in almost one hundred subscriptions. Contribu tions for the War Veterans were collected from the members, and the amount collected was handed personally by the President of the Club to the First Lady of the Land, Mrs. Manuel Roxas. The Club also gave contributions to the Morong High School for the purchase of musical instruments. The present officers of the Club are: Mrs. Amparo Francisco, President; Mrs. Elpidia Raymundo, Vice-President; Mrs. Gregoria Patag, Secretary; Miss Mercedes San Juan, Asst. Secretary; Miss Emilia Salaw, Treasurer; Mrs. Estelita Atendido, Asst. Treasu rer. The Morong High School Or chestra furnished the music dur ing the meeting, which made it very lively. Ice cream, and plen ty of it, was served. The mem bers went home very satisfied and more enthusiastic than ever. Morong, Rizal, October 23, 1946. • WOMAN OF THE MONTH (Continued from page 17) The clubwomen, individually or as a body, can be the best agency for creating the proper attitude towards these movements. Through them the government can make itself ‘ understood to the people. The women’s clubs can bring into the homes guidance and understanding necessary to peace and order. The masses must un derstand and appreciate what the government has done, is doing and hopes to do. Narrowing down to details, there is the small mat ter of Puericulture Centers which very few fanjilies seem to have heard about. Especially barrio folk who need the services of these centers most. Lectures and visits by the Clubwomen will cover this phase. Lately, Mrs. Pecson ob serves, clubwork seems to be confined in Manila alone. Club work in the provinces should start urgently soon. Before telephone calls and mes sages and slips of paper bearing names of waiting Palace callers finally found their way to our kit chen nook, Mrs. Pecson managed to answer our query on whether social secretaryship in Malacanan over the war years was different. “Naturally,” she answered. “Then, there was that tension, there was the underground work to do, and you know what that meant.” That through her foresight in assembling and guarding with her life the provisions for a contin gency such as the liberation bat tle brought, Malacanan was ready to receive the wounded from thhe spearheading American Forces. This fact! Mrs. Pecson is human enough not to belittle. She recalls how beds, clean sheets, bolts of dressing, medicine, cof fee and cakes Malacanan had plenty of when the time 'came.. Her eyes shine as she recalls how Malacanan looked as an emergen cy hospital. The liberation for ces could not bring in any of their medical supplies in the beginning. It just couldn’t be done at that stage of operations. Those bode gas of supplies were originally in tended for the internees and their eventual release from the intern ment camps. Part of the yield from this emergency cache was ..... .. .ant for a hospital which Father Buttenberk, a Jesuit, was secretly organizing somewhere in the vicinity of Cubao. While posing as a civilian hospital, this unit was supposed to be strate gically within reach of. guerrillas. Father Buttenberk was caught and executed before the plan could work. But the supplies left in the Malacanan bodegas didn’t come to naught. Able Mrs. Pec son lost no time in answering the call of the needy. NOVEMBER 15, 1946 PAGE 25 FOUNDED SINCE 1933 AUTHORIZED BY THE GOVERNMENT EMBR01DDRESS MAKING BEAUTY CULTURE FREE FLOWER MAKING MEN’S TAILORING SCIENCE YGNACIA T. YAMZON Directress PACITA RUIZ Dean of Hair Science RICARDO VILLAREAL Master Cutter Enrollment Anytime Mt Sdwol TYPEWRITING STENOGRAPHY BUSINESS ENGLISH BOOKKEEPING MAIN BLDG.: 634 ISABEL, SAMPALOC (IN FRONT OF U '-.T.i ANNEX: 1089 R. HIDALGO Pleas© send a copy of your prospec. tus without any obligation on my part. Add it (JOURNAL) TIE MOST outstanding activ ity of the NFWC last month was the official initiation of the planting of trees and shrubs in the Quezon Grove located in Que zon City. Mrs. Henares, the com mittee of one in charge of Me morial Trees secured the coopera tion of the Bureau of Forestry, the Bureau of Plant Industry, and the People’s Homesite Corporation which donated the two hectares of land for the Grove. In simple but impressive cere monies Mrs. Trining Roxas, the First Lady of the Land, planted a beautiful shrub oil the eve of her birthday, October 3. She was assisted by Mrs. Henares and by Miss Nini Quezon. The plant henceforth to be called DONA TRINING, is from the Moun tain Province and success fully domesticated at the fo restry nursery at Los Banos. This plant is unfque as it is the only plant in the world belonging to the Mussaenda family with glori ous vermillion-colored flowers. Others who planted trees in the Quezon Grove on this occasion were the NFWC. The following helped Mrs. Henares: Mrs. de Joya, Mrs. Cuerpocruz, Mrs. de Veyra, Mrs. Ortigas, Mrs. Rodriguez, Mrs. Pecson, Mrs. Martelino, Mrs. Benavides, Judge Almeda Lopez, Mrs. Catolico, and Mrs. Bautis ta. Mrs. Concepcion Felix-Rodri- , , , . , „ „ . »< . . Plant Industry. Judge Almedaguez and Mrs. Concepcion Marte- _ , TT ,, , . , , . , H ,, Lopez for the City Hall, and Mr. lino planted a tree for the Manila • . TT w , „. , Hilanon Henares for the AMEC. x..... ..... -......... — ------------- ..— omen s u . Hundreds and hundreds of trees na Memorial Hospital. Others ----- ,, ~------ „ Arndt, Mrs. Filomena A. Carpio, Mrs. G. Ballesteros, Miss Maria Calimlim, Mme. Kollerman, Mrs. Felicidad Bautista, Mrs. Juliana E. Castro, Mrs. Arsenia Maximo, Mrs. Rosa rio S. Biglangawa, Mrs. Emilia D. Salaw, Mrs. Esperanza S. Ange les, and Mrs. Maria Ubaldo. the Philippine Army Band. Miss offer a very good shade, and pro Manuela Gay and Miss Felicidad tection. The wife of the Speaker, Silva for the Catholic Women’s Mrs. Consuelo Salazar - Perez, League. Mrs. Francisca T. Beni- planted the tree which was blessed tez for the Philippine Women’s by Father Arcilla, a Philippine University. Mrs. Sofia R. de Veyra and Mrs. Clemente for the P.A. Veterans. Mrs. Pura V. Kalaw for the League of Women Voters. Mrs. Ligaya Victorio-Re yes for the League of Women Writers. Mr. Florencio Tamesis for the Bureau of Forestry. Mr. Felix Maramba for the Bureau of Army chaplain, who was one of the beneficiaries of Mrs. Escoda’s work in Capas. Some of the visitors at the headquarters were Mr. F. S. Malbas and Mrs. Marina K. Malbas, president of the Filipino Women’s about Tree-planting at the First Lady is shown to throw spadeful earth to cover roots of the newlyplanted tree. Quezon Grove. The the of the Club of Salinas, California, who was accompanied by some NFWC personnel in her visit»to the V. LuThe YWCA was planted by Mrs. are sti11 needed to fil1 the Grove were Major George SJosefa J. Martinez, Mrs. Cuerpo- 550 we are inviting all the mem- » A uuseia j. iviarunez, xvirs. — ------------------° cruz, Mrs. Pecson, Miss Catherine Tl Owers, and Mrs. Ronquillo. r’""" Miss Maria Zenaida Quezon ’ planted for the ILAC, the Doha J Aurora, a close cousin of Doha • Trining. Mrs. Consuelo Salazar-Perez and Mrs. Mariano Garchitorena planted a tree for the Congres- ( sional Ladies Club. Secretary Mariano Garchitorena planted one < for the Cabinet of the Republic } and another for the People’s ■ Homesite Corporation. , The following are those who ] planted other trees: 1 Mrs. Concepcion Gonzales for i the Girl Scouts of the Philippines. < Mrs. Adela Planas-Paterno for 1 cially those in the provinces not to fail to contact the NFWC head quarters (1011 R. Hidalgo) for the tree that they should plant in the Quezon Grove for their club. On the occasion of Mrs. Esco da’s birthday a caimito (star ap- The Pandacan Woman’s Club pie) was planted on the left side headed by Mrs. Severina Lozano of the f/ont entrance of the for- donated fifty pesos to the NFWC mer NFWC building at the cor- to help depay expenses for tl\e ner of California and San Marce- planting of the Josefa Escoda Melino streets. According to Mrs. morial Tree. Inasmuch as all the Henares, acting NFWC president, expenses were shouldered by Mrs. the caimito was selected because Henares, the amount was set it closely symbolizes Mrs. Esco- aside tor the NFWC building da—it will bear fruits at an ear- fund. ly age—its leaves and branches ----------PAGE 26 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL Which is the Greater Love i'I'HE answer to this age-old question lies in the heart of man A himself. His wife's love starts t-he time it discovers kinship with his own; his mother's dates back even before his birth — when she first feels the tender throb of the new life within herself. The former is dominant, dynamic, inextricably merging with his own, and lasting his life time unless uprooted by overwhelming cir cumstances as the interference by a third party to the eternal triangle; the latter is serene, sublime, transcending time and ad versity — its prayers and benediction reach him beyond the grave. The first looks toward the future involving him, her and their offspring, exacting a full measure of his devotion; the latter hopes and labors for the future too but in its selfless, second-place way, giving itself fully though overlooked or actually repaid in thoughtless ingratitude. While a wife’s love openly asserts itself in the forward move ment of the race, a mother’s humbly prays that mankind’s march be Heaven-blessed. It.r a wife’s attachment to her husband find its satisfaction in the fulfillment of its natural destined role; a mother's aliection tor her son cierives its reward in the happiness it affords her soul. COMING: ONLY A MILLION by Yay Agustin. .. THE CHILD AND HIS LANGUAGE by Dr. Antonio Isidro. .. ONCE WITH A KIGHT HAND by Manuel Viray. KEEPING CALM WITH CANDY TTAVE you been beating your wife lately? Been boorish to the ±1,children? Told off your boss? Your trouble may be that you would like more sugar! Some folks land in jail on charges ranging from homicide to ringing in false fire alarm, merely because they crave sweets. Take the case of a hunter who shot to death a woman he’d never seen before. The cause? Well, the man had less than ninety miligrams of sugar per one hundred cubic centimeters of blood, the essential average. Why are parents cruel to their own children, even though they love them? It seems they cannot help themselves—they are starved for sweets. Sounds fantastic?. Perhaps—if more than 81 million dollars can be wrong. That’s what we Americans spend each month in pur chasing jelly, candy, cake and pie. Many times more than Grandma did; probably a hundred times as much as little George Washington, did; for all we know he may have chopped down the cherry tree be cause he needed candy! • Big business isn’t blind to this — they’ve found their workers quarrel less, and produce more, with candy. And artists, writers, show-folk display less temperament if their sweet tooth is satisfied. So—look within your conscience and check these off; Are you meaner to the children.than you want to be? Do you nag your husband? Do you dodge too many lamp posts when you drive the car? Do you jostle intentionally when • in crowds? Are you snippy? Do you quarrel violently one minute, then a second later won der why you started the whole thing. DR. F. E. KLEIN I OPTOMETRIST OPTICIAN ! Formerly with CLARK & CO. I Best materials are exclusively used I l From 9—12 and 2—1 P.M. » I 317 REGINA BLDG., ESCOLTA I BEAUTICIAN'S SUPPLY No other adornment could match the enhancement a beautiful hair imparts upon personal appearance. Look first to your hair...make sure it meets the approval of even the most critical eyes- Specify these time-tested products for your next perma nent. ^O.ckl<fysa'rio EXCLUSIVE PHILIPPINE DISTRIBUTORV ' ■ - . , ^ICARUAOA Cb'tt.. Wltt-klCOROlA, MfiMIU.NOVEMBER 15, 1946 PAGE 27 ‘ (hut, Jo fyhind. (Continued from page 9) always come from an infected in dividual who has either been cri minally or. shamelessly negligent. In either case, he or she is guilty of spreading the disease. Recognition of the Disease.— Any itching or pain inside or out side of the external genital tract, especially if accompanied by a dis charge, should make one sus picious of gonorrhea; and any sore around the organs of reproduction, in the lips, and other moist sur faces, may be a primary lesion of syphilis. The appearance and occurrence of symptoms and lesions described are danger sig nals which must compel any in dividual to seek the advice of a competent physician or consult any government clinic dedicated to venereal disease diagnosis and treatment. is even worse because it makes the victim a living death unless efficient treatment is administered. Treatment of Venereal Diseases. —With the advent of the wonder drug — “Penicillin” — the medical management of gonorrhea and syphilis has been shortened from months and years to a matter of days, nine (9) days to be exact. Gonorrhea is treated by three in jections of penicillin—50,000 Units per injection at intervals of two hours each, the whole duration lasting only for four hours; or by one single injection also of peni cillin, but this is in oil and the amount is 240,000 Units. With either of these two methods of penicillin administration, 90% to 95% of gonorrhea cases are ren dered non-infectious. lation—The Army and the Navy, as controlled disciplined groups of individuals, have accurate and re liable data about the incidence of venereal diseases among them; but among the laity, it is rather hard to gauge the occurrence of the in fections. So what was done was to re quest the authorities concerned to get blood samples from the prena tal patients consulting in the dif ferent health centers in Manila (38 of them) for serologic tests. The study was began in April this year and it is to be continued indefi nitely. Serology test of all preg nant women is an imperative pro cedure in any sound public health work relative to prenatal exami nations. The figures hereunder shown are very illuminating in the sense that the subjects studied may be said to represent the median level or cross-section of the female po pulation—practically all of them are housewives belonging to the middle class in the City of Manila. The laboratory method used in all these blood specimens is known mediate attention, not only from our medical men and health work ers, but also from our educational, socio-economic and welfare groups. The Women’s Role in the Con trol of Genito-Infectious Diseases. —As has been mentioned hereto fore, a syphilitic mother almost always begets a syphilitic child whose chance of survival is prac tically nil. What will then be the line of attack to be taken to pre vent such a lamentable calamity? There is only one course open, and that is a militant and intensive campaign to educate the mothers (and prospective mothers, too) about the extreme necessity of thorough prenatal examination from the third month of pregnan cy, the examination to include a blood test. This practice is in vo gue in all advanced clinics in Ame rica, and there is no reason why it can not be done especially here in Manila where such facilities are obtaining. A plan is afoot where•by a laboratory will be installed and equipped in every province in our public health program. When such plan can be put into execu tion depends on the will and desire of our high government authori ties. Complications of Gonorrhea and Syphilis. — The most important complication of gonorrhea in the female is sterility resulting in the ascending infection which causes inflamation of the Fallopian tubes. These canals, when infected, may become constricted or may be re moved surgically as a consequence of pus formation, and either one of these is enough cause for the patient to be unproductive and barren. Other sequela of gonor rhea is the inflamation of the joints which become swollen and painful, excruciating in character, and agonizing to the patient. But what is more revolting and un desirable effect of the disease is blindness, especially affecting the newly born babies of infected mo thers. Statistics in the United States show that 50% of the total blindness among children can be traced to gonorrhea. Syphilis takes months and years to show its devastation, but the end is just as frightful—it eats away the vital organs of the body like blood vessels, the heart, and nervous system, leaving the patient a miserable .invalid or a hopeless insane. A syphilitic mother seldom begets a live child; and if an offspring is ever born alive, it is always tainted with the disease—congenital syphilis, which TO ALL EDUCATORS AND STUDENTS We are happy to announce that the WOMAN'S HOME JOURNAL is included in Bulletin No. 5, s. 1946, issued September 5th, which lists all magazines approved for use in the public schools under the Bureau of Educa tion. All principal teachers and students can there fore take advantage of this opportunity to subscribe to the only magazine of its kind published in the Phil ippines which is officially recommended by the Director of Education. — Circulation Department WOMAN’S PUBLISHERS, INC. Syphilis less than four years old can be successfully combated in 80% to 85% of cases by the em ployment of the so-called “9-day treatment” in which penicillin, mapharsen and bismuth are simul taneously used within a period of nine days after which the patient is no longer a menace as a source of infection to others. Incidence of Gonorrhea and Syphilis among the Civilian PopuThe women’s organizations for one can move towards the accom plishment of any project for the promotion of the welfare of their sex in particular, and of the whole nation in general. Surely, diseased parents with infected children can never be an asset to any communi ty—they are a liability to their re latives, to their friends and to their neighbors. Why not prevent such an eventuality since it can be prevented if there is the will, the effort, the foresight and the de termination to do it? The wo men’s clubs, the sororities, welfare societies and ladies associations can do much to accomplish this end. Social hygiene Instruction and family counsels to their own sex will help a lot in rehabilitating broken homes wrecked by diseases. Teaching the wives and mothers how to take care of themselves; giving them hints on the elements of hygiene, especially sex hygiene; indoctrinating them on the import ance of mental and physical health —more so if they are in the family way; stressing to them that free dom from diseases is a prime'disederatum in begetting healthy off springs—all these, and others too, will lead to a happy contented, divine Motherhood which is the goal of every family. as the “Kahn Test”, which is the approved and accepted test'for syphilis. It is to be admitted that in Yaws ("bubas”), and taking it for granted for the sake of argu ment that one half of these posi tive cases are suffering from yaws (which is already a maximum al lowance considering the fact that yaws is never prevalent in Mani la), 8%-9r/ of pregnant women found suffering from syphilis is in deed an amazing figure; and this factual finding necessitates imWOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL PAGE 28 • .By PAZ POMCABPIO-1V1ENDEZ (Continued from page 4) • By PU1RA S. ‘CASTRENOE (Continued from page 4) rer seen ugly pock-marked woman expect a hand-of women _ ala« x . . On the other hand no ugly man believes his looks wbat t .. . . , . x \ng to see any bright side in are a bar to the acquisition of a beautiful female. Z a ve^JZ \ ** haS made him become’ Then take the man who has sowed his wild oats far and wide; <.b f f .S.18” Un °r unate deterioration. I could not see why, he expects to marry none other than a virtuous girl. As for Tlf . 1S 8”'^ u ®nts- They must have shown the guilt of the philandering husband, he thinks his wife should be patient Gri- . . 0 . ’ as loned friend of a professor had brightened k. so pro(tecSain^ any Yles^Tom0 HttiebSehaerrtstOyobue can takp siirh crnnJ __ ti, mi , f Have you ever seen ugly pock-marked some husband? C ” ” ’ ’ ’ selda even though he is always out being willingly “pick-pocketed” by a notorious gold-digger. The average wife almost always for gives an erring husband for the first offense, but the man who does not cast a stone at his faithless wife has yet to be born. If this is not vanity, what is? Another off-shoot of man’s vanity is that he can’t quite take a woman as his intellectual equal, let alone superior. Many intel lectual women are languishing in t.„.. ____ -----—- —— cuaiut which can be assigned to domestics, but their husbands won’t hear of early their going to work outside the “home.” 7’ ’ ’ ' ” many families could definitely improve if only the husbands were not too proud to let theii’ wives work for money. Strange to say, these husbands offer no objection to their wives’ “working” at bridge and mahjong tables. -- - i---- ungHLcneu ,7/' T-21’ A 1 1S not l°st. ladies. We men do not bother to be finv mnvo hononcA PaJ U1___ _____ 1.1, 1 , - ' -- ~ JTVUA hvuc ixcurcs, you can take such good care of yourselves!” That, of course, is the reason not necessarily of the death of chivalry here- (For there is no such death, there is only a lessening) for the Filipino man’s taking for granted that his wife or his sister can generally wriggle herself of any situation, however difficult- nersen ., Men are so thoughtless. I have a girl-friend doctor who is mar„ J ,, , ' •” —...... .. “ .“Viave practice, Deing P«rlvein y able phy,sicians- Each goes to his or her work eailv in the morning and comes rather late in the afternoon. Belet alone superior. Many intel- • . . „ .. , ° ’ ----- “ uwiur wno is mar their homes doing menial tasks cosider avery active practice, being . i f r • - y 1,1 Lne moving and comes rather late in the afternoon Be The standard of livmg of fore the woman leaves> she tQ y only the husbands were the home-he reads the papers. When they come back"she maJes I i’ust• thfltf°hr tthe kvCh3" ,be.cause h®r lord and husband wants his soup just that hot, or his fish just so brown, his fish just so salted And he goes wrong say, with the children’s grades, or the maid’s temper, or the immaculate, whiteness of his doctor’s gowns. Then my poor The tragic interlude of the inequality of the sexes becomes very loo^s °r ®Yea articulate complaints of inefapparent when »e east our eye, at tbe many important positions In the government filled by lesser lights while capable women have to clinic during the whole day and is as little to blame for the untoward go practically a-begging for even minor jobs- One be-degreed Fili- happenings in the home as he. Can anyone blame a man for forgetting ? pina once said to me, “The situation in the Philippines is very dis couraging for strictly career women.” valedictorian of her clSss; she died wi er than an assistant professor at the state university while her male classmates kept a race being fiscals, judges, justices and cabinet sec retaries. ” I know a bright woman, the the trouble with men _ vithout reaching a position high- bc summed up so easily _ I could go on and on—for the instances are legion, to talk about h men. But why bother? The whole situation can ( ------ — --u - the trouble with men is that they are So many women topnotchers in various government examinations are “going to waste” because their abilities are nowhere else recog nized but on paper." Men, you see, haven’t quite learned to take women seriously. What is worse, they take us too much for granted. And why not, they’d probably say, wasn’t Eve formed from Adam’s rib? Who are the women indeed to question the soundness of man’s judgment? Don’t the marriage rites precisely enjoin wives to honor and obey their husbands? Doesn’t the law Allow the husband to dispose of the conjugal property without the consent of his wife?. Well, may a man say to his bride at the altar- You and I are now one and I am that One• By FEDERICO MANGAHAS (Continued from page 5) Considering the pain, it is amazing indeed that the women, as a rule, are content to continue the breed—even if the net results every so often are bigger and better world wars, in which, after all, democracy is made to prevail each time. To this end, the women exhaust all the available arts and sciences to get the boys to cooper ate. God bless them, the girls. If the worst comes to the worst, that is, when they get bored at home, they can always fall back on charity work. As we all know, this comes handy after every big flood, earthquake, or fire and dur ing the periodic economic depressions induced by the capitalist sys tem to soothe the humors of its contradictions. Or they go into journalism and needle inoffensive citizens into distributing appropri ate tribute• By CARLOS MORAN-SISON lContinued from page 5) And they only improve their taste, not their intelligence. Many of them can combine colors which would remind you of a beautiful symphony; but let them combine thoughts and it would be a riotTheir only virtue lies in their patience- But, then, they are only patient because they are not strong. And when they are strong, can they bambozzle! Look at any man who is under the thumb of his wife and see for yourself to what terrible extent a strong woman can make a mockery of the provision of the Constitution against in voluntary servitude. They are incapable, too, fighting for a cause wherein their per son or property is not involved. And if they ever fight for a cause it’s only to satisfy their vanity. Since liberation day, it is time, they have engaged in charity work but there must always be appended to such a party or a ball where they can display the latest fashion, the newest coiffure and the modernest step. And it is not true that they change their minds at a bewilder ing pace- What they only change is their method of approach. But their military objective remains the same. In the search for a husband, for instance. They would flit from man to man until they find at last someone who is most satis fying to their taste and vanity but the flitting is merely a variation in the general theme of pursuit- Men might change their minds about getting a wife, but women never change their minds about get ting a husband- Marriage has been the objective of women since Eve and up to now it still is. They never really change. That’s what is wrong with women. The trouble, if any, with the women is that they are, like men, What’s wrong with women? Heck, what’s right with them— human beings- And to uncompromising men like Mr. Jonathan except that they make this world a better and happier place to live Swift, that is trouble enough. Otherwise they pass- in? NOVEMBER 15, 1946 PAGE 29 SILHOUETTES Salvacion Lim from Albay sent us these three sketches here of the panuelo - less as she likes it. For the sleek black she plans long sweeping fringes in white. The neck line is askew. The camisa wings arc de cored in the same mood. There’s a new twist to the panuelo-l^ss attire. The idea is. to have a bona fide evening dress, fairly sleeveless naturally, and nicely draped at bodice and skirt. Then have ca misa sleeves go on or off according to plan. This is made possible by attaching camisa sleeves to an elastic band which is attach ed, no, not to the dress —but to your slip. Credit the ingenuity to Mrs. Balbinita Lacson. _Sweet and cool, this sheer polka dotted scheme. The skirt boasts 1 o w ruffled flare. For the camisa bows of self material heightened with color. Have you seen the pa nuelo that looks like the regular thing in front but vanishes at the back? The tri angle frames the face, goes over the should ers to flatter the cami sa wings — and ends very diplomatically right there. The panuelo-lcss has also taken on a rather substantial scarf—not the will o’ wisp that dangles from one shoulder apropos of nothing. The afore said scarf is worn in tile good old fashioned way: over shoulders and camisa sleeves to flow long and freely down the skirt. Fabulous embroidery achieved in beads, rhinestones, s e q uins and jewels run riot on this draped . panueloless. I ^inhibited, this terno can get away with it too, when worn at the psychological moment. PAGE 30 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL PAUW NEWSETTES so importhave you ? “The Lord loveth a do not miss, this ever cheerful giver,” and if we are ant afair will be held at the third waxing Biblical, it is only because floor of some Far Eastern Buildyer of thanks: be- beneath our deliberate flippancy ing, where Mrs. MacArthur was i.. u.i-— xi.-,. once sponsor for an inauguration before the war. . ve sincerely believe that no 1U1V1LU HCdOUltl VX Herminia Ancheta, amount of generosity can equal the nobleness of the gestures of But then, we really FIRST, a praytx ... —...... — cause ever-eficient treasurer of the PAUW, I..*...... - .............. and member Consuelo Banag suc cessfully pulled through the pe- those b°ysriod of danger after having met do not mean to be corny. EXTRA: T*" D"~";a jeep accident somewhere in EXTRA: The Baguio chapter Mandaluyong. If you, ladies, of the PAUW was recently organhave no idea how vitally import- ized with Dr. Amansia Mangay as ant Miss Ancheta is to the club, president, try collecting members’ fees be tween office and leisure hours and you will have an idea. Her ef ficiency as treasurer, however, is secondary in relation to our pray er of thanks. What is primary is the fact that Hermie is one of the few and far-between girls who, in her own quiet, almost obscure way, can be really nice, down deep. SECOND, a cheer or hurrah: Mrs. Consuelo Salazar Perez is the USMOIL, Ricarda Sian, donating a radio IN THE NAME very obligingly stood the deserted OF THE ASSOCIATION * ‘ Shakespeare, therein lies rub!) for the war veterans. Now to settle down to good, impersonal, objective, no-snipingfrom-the-rear (let’s hope!) re porting: The last meeting of the Philpine Asociation of University Women was held at the home eco nomics department of the Univer sity of Santo Tomas at four o’clock. .Hostesses for the after noon were the Tomasites: Adela Suaco, sister to Angel Suaco of who (Ah! deck at the front gate, in order the to usher in the guests into the winterland of the building, Mrs. Demetrio Belmonte, also one of the hostesses, failed to come due to a proverbial headache. There was no guest speaker, be cause after the Yuson affair, our president decided that, perhaps the women do have too much steam to let off and should, there fore be given a chance to do be fore something really cataclysmic, Committee, happened. So there was held sent lawsJ ine Iatner Jg Q d . u . instead a regular business meet- to acknowledge his natural cbild JJ*noJamiy’ wh“* ?S the bulwa^ ing, and the women talked them- only (1) .<whcn there esistg indu. of the nation, will be endangered; selves sick (we hope.) Quite a bitabie xvriting» and (2) ..when tbat tbe legitimate childrens number of important matters the child ig in continuous posses. share.of the •"heritance will be were decided upon, the most im- sion of the gtatug of a natural diminished, portant being a tea reception to chiId of the defendant father> jug. be given by the Association for tified by direct actg of thfi fa. the members of both Houses and ther himgelf or of hig family „ .... Where therefore> a bachelor or a widower has shown no predispoTHIRD, a peal of bells, merry bells: Conchita Gil after a pro longed absence, (extremely un justified we believe because after having known her presence we know in turn what we missed during her absence — if you can figure that out( was triumphant ly elected to the Board. She and Mrs. Perez are the new comers, to take the place of Elvira Llanes (now in the good old U. S.) and Patricia Montemayor (now hiber nating in. Davao). Pahati — Alvendia, their respective ladies. This so cial event is (oh! but surely you FOURTH, a resolution of thanks for the Tomasian hostes ses, especially Ricarda Sian, who was collector of internal revenue, and Caring who with her home economics staff members, prepared the de- niust know!) in conjunction with licious merienda, consisting of ^*e attempt of the association to sandwiches, fruit salad, macaroni, increase pressure on the legislaseveral kinds of boloney, and ice tors to stoP quarreling over party cream. differences and pass once and for all this brilliant, lofty, regal, AND LASTLY, a loud cry from super-some-alienating, encumberthe umalahocan: do not fail to as- ing or in other words, selling semble at the CENTRO ESCO- down the river the conjugal proLAR UNIVERSITY on Sunday, perty without the consent of the October 27 at 2:30 p. m. for the wife. (The moral to the story PAUW delegation visit to the war is: if the wife agrees with the Two weapons-carriers husband to sell down the river through the patrimony of the sons, that is Laudico. their own look-out-we mean, the or what sons’!) If our uncanny instincts veterans. will take the members, the courtesy of Minerva Bring books, magazines, We are in receipt of copies of Senate Bills No. 5 and 80 sent to us by Mr. Antonio Zacarias at the request of Consuelo Perez. Sen ator Francisco’s bill provides that “Illegitimate children who do not possess the status of natural sition to own his child, he can get away with his wild oats. On the other hand, a woman can seldom hide her sin because the fact of delivery is quite obvious. Just in case you have a nebu lous idea aoout wiio are natural cniidren, the law defines them as li.ose born out of wedlock of palenis who could have married at the time of their conception. The Tagalog equivalents are anak sa dalaga or sa pagka bagong tao or anak sa pagka balo. Under our laws, they are entichildren, whose paternity or ma- tied to inherit the equivalent of ternity is duly acknowledged, shall have the same rights with respect to support, legitimation and suc cession as natural children legal ly acknowledged. . . Acknowledg ment of the paternity or maternity of an illegitimate child who does not have the status of a natural child may be made or established in the same manner as that of a natural child.” one-naif of the portion of a leg itimate cniid not bettered. The inheritance of natural children, like tne legacies and the bequests, are to oe taken from the free portion (one-third of the spouse’s share 01 tne conjugal property wmeh a’ testator can dispose of in any manner he pleases) and will in no way impair the inher itance of the legitimate children, which is supposed to be twothirds of tne estate. We believe th^t there is no ground for objecting to the Cuenco bill; as a matter of fact, our ■ committee on laws long ago rec ommended a similar provision to the “seemingly defunct” Code Senator Cuenco’s S. Bill (No. 80) provides for the admission of additional evidence in obliging the Over Senator Francisco’s bill, father to acknowledge his natural there seems to be differences of child or to give him support. opinion. Several ladies are -quite adamant against it (among them Consuelo Perez) while not a few social minded members like Asun cion Perez, Doreen Gamboa and Flora YJagan are inclined to fa vor it. The opposers argue that the bill tend to reward rather than _ vuc Min lciiu iu icwaiu ranter man You see, under pre- punigh i!legitimacy. that the Fili. hp Tnrhpr ic nnli<rc»d .. ... sent laws, the father is obliged to acknowledge his natural child only (1) “when there esists indu bitable writing” and (2) “when matters tbe cbjid Jg jn f. sion of the status of a natural of the fa Those who favor say that the sins of the parents should not be visited on the children, that the (Continued on page 34) ★ ★ For a fit that would do justice to figure, see ¥ * your if MV IHto J Where styles are exclusive : i ' 'i • 1025 RIZAL AVENUE NOVEMBER 16, 1946 PAGE 31 and authorized the organization of a neutral agency. It was neces sary to develop a name and emblem which would provide pro tection for the personnel during combat. As you know, the Swiss flag consists of a white cross on a red background. To honor Swit zerland and one of her distinguish ed sons, Henry Dunant, it was de cided tb reverse the flag; giving us a red cross on a white back-* ground and providing both the name and the emblem for the or ganization. The nations of Europe im mediately began organizing their national Red Cross societies. In the years which have followed, the international development of the Red Cross has become a tremen dous force for good and has, in the last two wars, rendered vital ser vices to prisoners of war and to '• HELP THE HELPLESS (Continued from page 8) "'One of the most significant achievements of the Red Cross this year was the donation of 156,740 ampules of morphine sulphate to the Philippine Republic. Photo above shows Dr. Antonio Villarama, Sec retary of Health and Public Welfare, receiving the gift on behalf of the Republic. The drug was donated by Schering Corporation, represented in the Philippines by Reuben Levy. civilians. The League of Red Cross societies now represents the Red Cross organizations of 60 na tions which also take part in the work of International Red Cross Com mittee. There are not many least com mon denominators in human life. The ones we know are in the realm of instinctive reaction. There are the things we do and say because we are people. We cannot agree on religion, on pol itics, or economics, or even on moral concepts. There is one idea, however, which is acceptable to everyone — humanitarianism. There is one flag which is recog nized and accepted all over the world, the Red Cross flag. This symbol has somehow been recog nized as representing the simple, fundamental desire to do good. We have, therefore, a tremendous mechanism for converting this im pulse into constructive action. The Red Cross is an effective mixture rff realism and altruism, of ideal ism and science. It is a way of doing good, well. It actually is possible for an in dividual to give himself and his efforts to a worthwhile work and still have himself when the work is finished. In fact, he has more than he did when he began, be cause unselfish volunteer service has. an ennobling effect on the in dividual. One leader, plus a group ’ of indifferent or passive people, will produce a sum larger than the total of the parts. The Philippine Red Cross, added to the Filipino nation, will produce results larger than the original investment. The progression is geometric. It is a stone thrown into still water—the ring of reaction wijl reach to the farthest shore. It is like cell di vision. It'is not possible for man to live wholly unto himself. He soon finds that life is a hollow shell unless he share some of the responsibilities of others. The Red Cross ex presses this highest human instinct of selfless service. It is an im portant basic fact that there is a human hunger for individual sig nificance, for a' sense of contribut ing to the social order, for a feel ing of being necessary to some thing larger than the individual. This desire underlies Red Cross volunteer service. It lets the vo lunteer earn his self-approbation and lets society have the benefit of his work. The Red Cross is only 83 years old but it is a po werful world movement because it simbolizes this ancient axiom. WE ARE now face to face with action which will determine our position for many years. The umbilical-cord relationship between the American Red Cross and the Philippine Red Cross will soon end with the birth of a new entity—an independent organization in the scheme of social advancement. W« have worked hard to nourish and develop this new body and to bring it to the world, strong and healthy. Very much more needs to be done. It was Thomas Huxley who said that the rung of a lad der was never meant to rest upon but only toehold a man’s foot long enough to let him put the other foot somewhat higher. We should not review the advancement we have made since liberation with smug self-congratulation. We have indeed opened chapters, installed efficient paid staff, established va luable programs and we have seen the beginnings of inspired volun teer leadership. These are only the beginnings. These are the mi nimum items of equipment. The hope for the future lies not in these modest things but in the mighty surge of volunteer interest which will be shown by the mass of the people. The responsibility for the work of the Philippine Red Cross must be placed in the hands of the people, from the Central Execu tive Committee to the smallest committee of the most remote barrio. Let us realistically face the facts. The American Red Cross spent four million pesos in civilian relief activities in the Philippines following liberation. At that point, it was felt that the civil au thorities of the Philippines, with the assistance of UNNRA, would be able to meet the relief needs of the people. In the reestablishment of the Philippine Red Cross, the American Red Cross spent P550,000 during the first fiscal year. The proposed budget for this fiscal year is Pl,340,000 and the Amer ican Red Cross has expressed its willingness to supplement our re sources in meeting this budget. The Philippines is now an inde pendent nation and under the pro visions of the International Red Cross, the American Red Cross will not be able to continue its sup port here. This independence of the Philippine Red Cross will take place sooner than most of you ex pect but it must not be sooner than 'you are ready — that is your pro blem. The coming fund-raising campaign of the Philippine Red Cross will determine when the in dependence of the Philippine Red Cross will take place—it has never been a matter of if the indepen dence will take place. The post-war world, and any in dependent nation needs a sense of individual responsibility. When we get into the habit of making the welfare of the people a res ponsibility of the individual, we PAGE 32 WOMAN’S HOME JOURNAL will have gone a long way in re habilitating the nation. The ac ceptance of volunteer responsibility by the Philippine Red Cross workers will help bring stability to the nation and reduce some of the unrest which now exists. In all the history of the Red Cross, there has never been a si tuation which parallels this one. This is a unique adventure in so cial organization. What is being done here in the Philippines is be ing watched in Washington, in Geneva, in London and in Paris— by Red Cross leaders, in what is literally a world-wide arena of friendly interest. They are wait ing for the Philippine Red Cross to prove its right to join the in ternational family of Red Cross. Everyone of you has a remark able chance to make his name live in the social history of the Philip pines. To have led the fight, to THE CLUB WOMAN’S BULLETIN BOARD (Continued from page 26) Mrs. Rosario Kalaw Roxas was unanimously elected president of the Singalong Woman’s Club, which was recently reorganized by Mrs. Paz M. Catolico and Mrs. Solita Bautista. The officers were inducted into office by Mrs. Henares. On this occasion a me morial tree for Mrs. Escoda was planted in front of the Singalong Health Center. Mrs. Mercedes Llanes, Mrs. .Escoda’s mother was the guest of honor who planted the tree. The other officers of the Club are: Mrs. Felicidad Lopez, vice president; Mrs. Fely R. Zarhave pioneered the movement, to have shouldered the load success fully during this exciting period, will entitle you to admission to that select circle of key Filipinos who helped substantially in the building <?f the Republic. Our new Philippine Red Cross will soon be born into the adult responsibilities of Red Cros inde pendence and it will have the most noble birthright of them all—a thousand generations of men and women of goodwill are ready to leave you the fruits of their la bors. The Philippine Red Cross will start its adult life with the hearty best wishes and practical cooperation of 60 other indepen dent Red Cross societies, and it will march proudly with them un der the emblem which symbolizes a noble and imperishable ideal— man’s humanity toward man. 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Board of Directors: Miss Felicidad Me neses, Mrs. Margarita Amante, Miss Trinidad Caro, Miss Nieves Dimayuga, Miss Carmen Teodoro, Dra. Cecilia Abeto, Mrs. Nati'Layos, and Miss Felisa Dalupan. The occasion of Mrs. Escoda’s birthday was the'occasion for the planting of several memorial trees and the program sponsored by the Bautista Woman’s Club, Pangasinan. Miss Maxima S. Francisco, the president of the woman’s club secured the help and cooperation of Father Desiderio B. Sandoval who gave the in vocation, Mrs. Tranquilino Banaga, the principal school teacher gave a speech, Mayor Vicente Paningbatan who likewise delivered an address, and Mrs. Felisa B. Almerol, president of the Club, mas ter of ceremonies for the occasion. Other participants in ‘the program were Miss Cecilia de Guzman, Miss Nenita Casilang, Miss Basilisa Camacho, Mr. Antonio Gatchalian, Miss Leoniza Brillante, Roberta Bergonia, Gregoria Belar mino, Mrs. Rizalina P. Gomez, Ro berta Talo, Miss Carmen de Guz man, Mrs. Rosario A. Sison, and Miss Paula Mencias. Memorial trees were planted for President Manuel L. Quezon, Mrs. Josefa LL. Escoda, Pilar Chaves del Ro sario, and for Independence Day. Mrs. Matilde L. Cortina was re cently elected president of the Woman’s Club in the Mallig Plains Project No. 1, sponsored by the National Land Settlement Admin istration. FORMULA FOR 100 GMS.—Sulfa Thiazole 2 Gms., Salicylic^ Acid 8 Gms., Lanolin anhydrous, Ammo niated Mercury 4 Gms., Bismuth Subnitrate 12 Gms., Oil of Eucaliptus 12 Gms., White petrolatum aa q.s. 100 Gms NOVEMBER 15, 1946 PAGE 33 Linda Estrella and Fidel de Castro in a scene from LVN’s "Dalawang Daigdig.” The new picture co-stars Rogelio de la Rosa and Mila del Sol. WAR VETERAN JOINS CAST OF MICKEY ROONEY FILM Flying ‘ the Hump” from India into China, posibly as many times as any other American pilot dur ing the war, gave Dick Simmons premature grey hair over the temples, but in turn landed him his first screen .“break” since his return to civilian status—a lead ing role in Metro-Goldwyn-May er’s UNCLE ANDY HARDY. His more mature appearance was the deciding factor in winning him the role of Mickey Rooney’s rival for Bonita Granville in the new Har dy Family picture. Simmons was signed to an act ing contract by M-G-M in 1:'42 while riding for a ranch, where he was noticed by a studio execu tive He appeared in SEVEN THIS MONTH’S ISSUE (Continued from page 3) we kept after him, and this (as you can imagine) has earned us the reputation of being “singletrack minded”. Melchor Aquino still aspires to a seat in Congress and if he proved docile enough it’s purely politics. Mrs- Mendez ac quiesced because she was on the spot, but later on changed her mind and wanted to withdraw her (‘illegitimate baby”. Mrs. Marti nez had her hands full of the jeep race over at the YWCA and we had to catch her thinking out loud to piece together her contribution. Mrs- Castrence still writes at the drop of a hat- We heard she was confined in the hospital but we sent her a note just the same ask ing her if she could “please rant against the men”. Before we knew it her copy was on our deskGuilty of conscience, we apolog ized- “But I thought you were sick” She laughed and froze us with "Time flies.” —P.T.G. SWEETHEARTS, THOUSANDS CHEER and THE YOUNGEST PROFESSION. Then, just as his future was looking rosiest, he jomed the Air Transport Service. UNCLE ANDY HARDY, which also marks Mickey Rooney’s re turn to pictures, will be produced by Robert Sisk, with Willis Goldbeck as director. It will reunite once again the entire Hardy Fa mily—Lewis Stone, Fay Holden, Sara Haden and Rooney. EX-SOLDIER GETS IMPORT ANT ROLE IN “UNDER CURRENT” Thanks to a newspaper story, a telephone call, and Katherine Hep burn’s memory, ex-soldier Dan Tobin has a major role in MetroGoldwyn - Mayer’s UNDERCUR RENT. Out of the service only a few months, actor Tobin read of the actress’ return to Hollywood to co-star with Robert Taylor. He telephoned her to say he was out of the Army and to wish her luck in her new role. Miss Hepburn remembered his portrayal as her male secretary in WOMAN OF THE YEAR, and his appearances with her on the stage in THE PHILADELPHIA STORY. She also knew M-G-M was seeking someone to play a college professor who competes with Taylor for her hand in UN DERCURRENT. She suggested Tobin, M-G-M casting officials also remembered his work, and he was handed the plum role. Vincente Minnelli is directing UNDECURRENT’ with Pandro S. Berman as producer. FRED ASTAIRE GIVES UP GLITTER OF HOLLYWOOD When Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer’s ZIEGFELD FOLLIES opens with a gala premiere in Hollywood, Fred Astaire, one of the stars of the musical revue, will have a private showing of the film on his plantation in South Carolina. A print of the musical is being shipped there by the studio. Astaire evidently meant it when he announced he was retir ing from pictures. He has bought a plantation near Aiken, South Carolina. From now on the glitter of Hol lywood is behind him, he says. When he’s not on his plantation, he will be on his ranch in EnciniMOVIE News From HOLLYWOOD breaking 4% minute musical num ber in the new film, FIESTA, tas, California. Th" number “Fantasia Mexicana,” was adapted by Johnny “LA RASPA” WILL BE PER- Green from Aaron copelan’s “El FORMED IN “FIESTA” Salon Mexico,” and plays an imThe finale of FIESTA features portant part in the script. Dia dance number predicted to rival rectly following his recording of the rpmba. It is “La Raspa,” fa- the number, Previn signed the vourite new dance of Mexico, and contract which goes into effect so . exciting that world-famous June 1. theatrical producer, Billy Rose, FIESTA, directed by Richard has offered to write lyrics for its Thorpe, is filmed in Technicolor music, gratis! and stars Esther William. Jack Rose, visiting in Mexico, wired Cummings is the producer. • PAUW NEWSEfITES ~ (Coninued from page 31} portion of the legitimate children will not be impaired, since the in heritance of the illegitimate chil dren will come from the free por tion (which can be given to any body anyway) and that the fami ly will not be threatened. They add that if men know (and women for that matter) they can be forced to acknowledge, to support and to endow their illegitimate children, (now and hereafter) they will probably toe the line more strictly. That, of course, remains to be seen.) The PAUW almost missed be ing represented at the tree plant ing ceremony at Quezon Grove the day before Mrs. Roxas’ birthday. Conching Henares (one of ’ our “promising” members and acting president of the NFWC was in spired at the last hour to invite representatives from other wom en’s organizations to plant their own trees. Pacita Mendez could his offer to Producer Jack Commings, after seeing “La Raspa” danced in all the leading cafes and cities in Mexico, and urged Cummings to incorporate it in his Technicolor musical. But the Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer producer was a jump ahead of Rose’s wire. The cameras were already turning on the number when it arrived. Cummings, however, is taking Rose up on his offer and for ad ditional scenes, will have Cyd Charisse sing a verse to the ex citing dance — lyrics courtesy of Billy Rose. ANDRE PREVIN, PIANIST SIGNS CONTRACT WITH M-G-M Andre Previn, sixteen-year-old pianist, was signed to a long term contract by the Metro-GoldwynMayer studios following his ama zing performance as soloist with the G-M-G Symphony Orchestra. Young Previn,. who appeared briefly in HOLIDAY IN MEXI CO, was re-engaged to do the pia no concerto section of a recordnot go and delegated the job to first ‘vice Asuncion Perez (who probably never got the note) and Sent another note to Adela Planas-Paterno to pinch-hit “just in The PAUW plant is a Caimito which we should visit one of these days. What do you think Adela got in addition to her job of tree-planting ? An invitation by the First Lady to dine at Ma lacanan that very same day! Adela, who has been appointed manager of the PAUW visit to the veterans is turning every stone to make it a success. 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