Verhovayak Lapja, 1940. január-június (23. évfolyam, 1-26. szám)

1940-02-15 / 7. szám

«9pp . Page 8 Verhovayak Lapja February 15, 1940. THE 376 HERALD JOHN “DIRK” FULOP, JR. THE DRAMA DEPARTMENT REPORTS— DEAR SIR: We just saw “Gone with The Wind” and think it’s about the greatest picture we hare ever seen. We could rave for hours about it (using all super­latives). But instead we earnestly urge you to see it, that is, unless you want to miss the most mag­­nificient cinematic production of our age. ... Sincerely, Your Cub- Reporter. PISTA—There is a slight tech­nicality to be cleared up. It con­sists in your calling Youngstown ,a “city” in the last issue. The proper cognomen is "village.” You also made a false statement con­cerning meteorological conditions here in Pgh. You stated that our fair metropolis is smoky. I assure you that that is a false rumor. Of course about twenty-five years ago there was a little smoke around (so I am told, I wasn’t living then), but now there is hardly any smoke at all. P. S. The Romans would probably have called your city “rus in urbe.” Following is the third and last of a series of articles dealing with the life of a man who is not one of the vast army of unemployed. He Í3 the man with the “tin banqueting cannister,” the man who must work for a living. III. There is a philosophy which originated, I think, in Germany. I would like to mention it here because I believe it has some bearing on the case at hand. It is not a very charitable, chival­rous or sportsmanlike philosophy but nevertheless is very fascinat­ing. Only through superhuman exercise of my magnificent will­power am I able to refrain from succumbing to it's intrigue. The philosophy is: To earn bread by the sweat of one’s “Frau.” There is another reason that I refrain from following this school of thought, the reason is because of the illegitimacy and illegality. If Divine Law, The Better Business Bureau. The Board of Human Relations, The Divorce Court, and the Humane Society did not exist then perhaps I would exercise thi3 philosophy. Well it’s two-thirty in the after­noon when we look in on me and as yet I have been able to pursue my labors undisturbed. But wait! do I perceive the boss approach­ing? Yes, it is the boss. Because of my age, date of birth, stature, social position and physical capabilities (magnanimous ambul ating appendages) I am elected unanimously to go on an errand for the boss. Hardly have 1 completed this mission and returned to my labors when I am again summoned to venture forth into the city of steel, stone and smoke. There is only one thing more varied than my itinerary and that is a woman's mind. I do anything from trans­porting a few tons of letters and packages to the post-office to getting a “slug of java” for some­one at the office. Of course they Save to “fork-over” a jitney or they “Don’t get the diluted tobacco­­juice.” I do more pavement-pound ing than a mail-man. One day “I picked them up and laid them down” so often I thought I had worn my soles down to my ankles. So great is my lassitude that I wouldn't mind nay, would even welcome, being hit by an auto on one of my sojurns. The happy thought occurs to me that if I am hit by seme motorized “lemon” then I will be conveyed to a hospital there to “Requiescat in ’pieces’.” My errantry terminates only when the hands of the clock as­sume a position that makes one come to the conclusion that it is four o’clock. At this time it is necessary for me to explore the entire suite of offices in order that I might accumulate all the mail that is to he sent out. All the mail is sent out by one secre­tary to avoid several complications which are unnecessary to enumar­­ate here. A have within my possession a container which I shall hereto­fore describe. The pigmentation is green. In geometric circles the structure would be described as a rectangular solid. In everyday vernacular, as shaped like a cigar box with the top off. The purpose of this container is to hold within its recesses the mail which is to be sent out. Wending my way thru the maze of desks that make up the con­crete habilimentation of the cor­poration I collect the various epistles inserting them in my re­cepticie. Everyone that possesses a watch has his own opinion as to what time it is, and everyone’s opinion is different. I mention this because when I come to col­lect the mail one tells me that I am late the other says that I’m early. Most of the time half of the departments do not have their mail ready on time and I have to come back later which delays the sending out of the mail. This is an incentive for the “mail-sender-outer” to cast mild vituperations upon me as if it were my fault. The result is that my meagre mental capacity at­tains a degree of befuddlement which hinders me from remember­ing where I have gathered the mail and where I have not. I could shove both fists into a meat-grinder and still have enough fingers left to count the number of times I had the mail in on time to the mailing-secre­tary. After running around like a bee in an artificial flower factory hunting nectar, for quite some time I finally have all the official correspondence herded into the sending-out department. This “mag­num opus” having been accom­plished, I am permitted to return to my labors. But only until the postal-communications are ready to be deposited down the mail­­chute. When it is ready I put it down the chute and it proceeds to its destination with my bless­ing, trade mark and stamp of approval (my finger prints) and with no small amount of senti­mentality attache*!- When the last envelope disappears down the chute I heave a sigh of relief and mutter: “Bum voyage”. I struggle on. till quitting time and then prepare for my journey homeward. The first three eleva­tors pass me up because they are over-populated and I just squeeze onto* the fourth one. When the elevator reaches the first floor it does so with such abruptness that I take a bite out of the shoulder of the person in front of me. Getting on the street car is an ordeal which I have already de­scribed, but getting off is another NEW YORK STYLE LETTER The natural shoulder line makes significant return,! and is a great relief after so much broadening. In coats and suits shoulders are to be simpler and smoother. Epaulets, simple ones, are popular, and give a soft but military look. * * * Woolens have taken to prints for mid-winter wear. Persian prints with wide, swirling skirts and for warmth and prettiness un­der your coat. They are new! They are different! And what woman doesn’t like to be the first with a new style. * * * The resort season of 1940, and the summer season too, show promise of some new thing. When the car approaches the stop which is three blocks ahead of mine I am experienced enough to start fighting my way to the front. I start out like a full-back “hitting center” but im­mediately afterwards feel like a man trying to push thru a stone wall. Having evacuated the car f nearly become a radiator orna­ment for the auto that is trying to pass the street car. Arriving home, I am met with the first course of my dinner right between the eyes, that is because I forgot to get something my wife asked for. She bounces the next course off my cranium and proceeds down the line until she comes to the coffee, I get this (still in the pot). It should have ended here but this one night she had dessert which she draped around my ears. Then she walks up pushes a chair in my face and I lay down. When I come to she is quieted down and opens a can of nutrition which I im­mediately masticate. Having eaten I strive to humor her with some jokes I heard at the office. I start out withT “Did you hear the one about...” “Yes”, Then, did you hear this one ...” “Yes!” “Well, how about...” “Yes”. So I give it up as a bad job. The evening passes away without further events and I pro­ceed to bed a tired worn man. My prayer is confined to one sentence, “Oh, Lord, you didn’t make the night long enough.” And I drop off into blessed slumber. THE END. I want to repeat that characters and associations depicted here are purely fictional and any resem­­blence to persons living or half­dead is entirely coincidental. * * * ATTENTION, RICHARD J. PHILLIPS, DETROIT Please excuse my narrow-mind­edness in commenting on your article in a recent issue of the journal. It never occured to me that there are many who never knew some of the things that you wrote about in your article. A thousand apologies. I honestly think your article “Christian De­mocracy vs. Pagan Totalitarian­ism” was excellent and the other article too. From Anne M. Griffin Peerless Fashion Service 121 West 19t£ Street New York, N. Y. and extremely chic bathing suit styles. Unpressed pleats breaking from a long mold­ed torso to give the popular wide hipped look, corselet styles with black elastic satin inserted to accent the wasp waist and ballerina fullness of a checked rayon suit. Back fullness and bustles will be seen on the beach, some extreme and others very modified, but there just the same. ❖ ❖ * At a recent show where a collection of lace fashions, from Paris, were shown, your reporter was greatly impressed with the beauty of the types of lace and the sil­houette. Many of the laces were sheer, while others had the appearance of fabrics and embroideries. Wool net, which we will probably be seeing later on, was shown to take the place of jersey for draped models. Long sleeved dresses for both day and evening were interest­ing and had a glamorous, feminine look. The French women are turning to the more feminine type of dress­es as a relief from a regi­mented life. At the same time French husbands, on leave from the front, like to find their wives looking sweet and lovely. * * * Thinking about your new spring coat? Of course you want the newest and smart­est style to top your pretty print and pastel dresses. Dress coats are dressier, softer and with more detail, and look very much like dresses themselves. Skirt fullness starts from the hips rather than the waist this season, and shoulders are more natural but still squared. Reefers, naturally, are in the fashion picture, and some of these are more formal than before. A navy or black reefer trimmed with satin binding or braid is as new a style as you could wear. Also, braid and but­tons give that military feel­ing, and pockets of all sizes, large knapsack pockets to small neat ones, will grace many a new spring coat. Gray is the big color, and a wise choice, too, because it is a practical one, but of course navy is still perfect. * * # Your lapel ornament will be something new and dif­ferent this spring. Flower sprays, birds, fish and ani­mals, either be-jeweled, enamelled, carved wood, plastic or metal, add a 1940 touch to your new ensemble. Pocket jewelry to clip onto the edge or the flap to hold it shut, decorate the new big pockets of the day. * * # Wear half a snood this season, but it will be called something else, you can be sure. In spite of the fact that there have been rumors of their disappearance from the fashion world, they have been cropping up on the smartest heads in Palm Beach this winter, and you know what that means. Paris is using them on hats, but calls them “little hair bags” and there are various other names for them right here in this country. The newest type that just holds your curls and is tied on by a ribbon, is a boon to the young who wear their hair long, and is very cute when it matches or contrasts with your dress. * * * All dressed up and some­place to go, on Easter, in your new bonnet. This year it will most likely be a sail­or, if you are wearing a suit. The new sailors are of all types and you are cer­tain to find one that is be­coming to you. Or, you may prefer a pillbox type. They are round, quite high and worn forward. Tricorners, off-face styles, profile brims in many different styles, and various dramatic brims are all to be seen in the Easter Parade. But, if you are a turban fan, you will certainly want one of the new types, a chignon. The fullness or bulky knot is at the nape of the neck. 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