Tárogató, 1940-1941 (3. évfolyam, 1-12. szám)
1940-11-01 / 5. szám
4 14 TÁROGATÓ deeper into the clothes. But under an awful crack that seemed to bring the house down upon his head, Sam, in a fright, threw back the clothes over his head. The room was all ablaze with light. The remit jumped up and bolted through the door, and in a few minutes the house came tumbling to the ground, and nothing was left but ashes. Sam went moaning through the village. The fire had robbed him of his house. He had no relatives to take him in. And, besides, he did not want to live with anybody else. What could he do? In this way he appealed to the people’s sympathy. The people were poor, but they got together in the spirit of charity and good will and decided to build a small two-roomed house for the hermit. Some gave lumber, some gave nails, others felt, and those who could gave money, and in three weeks, by free labour, Sam’s little house was finished. Sam went into his new home all smiles, the happiest man in the village. He is quite satisfied with his tworoomed houses built by the kindness of the people. He once had a chance to be married, he says, but now he is getting old, and declares he will never marry. Not Fair! By Elinor Lennen Do you ever make this lame protest when some of your mistakes catch up with you and begin to punish you? When a teacher or a parent embarrasses you by recognizing some wrongdoing which you thought you had hidden carefully, perhaps it seems only natural to try to make someone else your scapegoat. However, even though another person did share in the trouble, perhaps having a larger part than yours, you err badly when you complain that punishment for mistakes is not fair treatment. The moment you break any law, you put yourself in a class with all lawbreakers. You cannot expect fairness or justice to plead your case when you join such company. Wrong-doing and unfairness belong together. Wrongdoing is unfair, and attracts to itself similar attitudes. If you wish the protection of the law, you must live within it, upholding it instead of trying to outwit it. If you claim the privileges to be gained by breaking laws, you must expect to pay the penalties without saying, “That isn’t fair!” You turned your back on justice and fairness when you chose to break laws. If you were to receive what you actually deserve, probably you would experience something worth complaining about! One maxim in the study of law is that, “He who would get equity (or justice) must give equity.” If you say concerning punishment for your wrongdoing, “That isn’t fair,” probably you confess your own failing, that you have been saying “no” to things that are right, then expecting them to say “yes” to you. —from ‘Teens. Smiles Count We are told that there are many dialects in China, and the Pootung man rarely understands his brother from Shanghai, but there is one language which all understand—the language of the smile. This brings them together just about as well as would an understanding of each other’s dialect. And the same remark applies to foreigners who may not understand the spoken word but who can interpret quite easily the language of the smile. The genuine smile betokens friendliness, and it is so interpreted. We wonder sometimes how people get along without this open sesame to the hearts of their fellows! A forced smile is of little value, and in fact may be a downright detriment to a person, but the smile which springs from the kindly heart is worth a great deal to any man or woman. It is possible for a man who is poor in purse to be rich in the true riches—the honest kindly heart. —Onward.------------------------T3--------------------Indians Aid Red Cross About six hundred Cree Indians, living in the vicinity of Nelson House, Manitoba, a remote trading post more than four hundred miles north of Winnipeg, are making their contributions to Canada’s war eflort in traditional style. These natives are conducting a drive in aid of the Red Cross. Each In-
