Verhovayak Lapja, 1940. január-június (23. évfolyam, 1-26. szám)
1940-06-13 / 24. szám
June 13, 1940. Page S Verhovayak Lapja LET TRUTH BE UNCONFINED Spring hangs her infant blossoms on the trees, rocked in the cradle of the western breeze. —Cowper. VERHOVAY BRANCH 503 Chicago, Illinois On May 26, 1940, the dance group performed for Verhovay Branch 37 at their American Flag dedication services, at the Magyar Ház, 917 W. 92nd Street. Members from the group in at tendance were Beatrice Sztanko, Anne Horváth, Kathryn Fury, Eleanore Sztanko, Elia Mészáros, Agnes Csontos, Elizabeth Szabó, Elizabeth Timko, Elizabeth Balogi and Marion Sztanko. Miss Fury also rendered the Hungarian Dance No. 7 in a fiery solo. Johnnie Bodnár and Johnnie Barnák were busy the entire evening and would not let Beatrice or Eleanor Sztanko sit out one dance. Between Agnes Csontos and Ella Mészáros there ensued a bitter dispute over a chicken, while they were eating. The subject was whether the chicken was a white (blonde!) one or a brunette! Secretary Frank Balogh, Sr., who was tardy at the affair came in a famished man. We can explain Mr. Balogh'» belated arrival, for the fault rests upon Tony Kovács who came with his car and picked up Mr. Balogh. But Tony insisted '' that he had to pick up another passenger, Anne Talaber, who lives way up north. In the meantime, Frank Balogh had to be contended to wait two solid hours, pacing his residence, from one room to another (and calling out Tony’s name in vain!). * * * Branch 503’s dance group also performed several csárdás numbers at our dance on May 18, at the Harmony Hall, 1639 N. Artesian Avenue. Mr. John Pétri, formerly with the Chicago Civic Opera, and now the instructor of the group, was on hand to see that the pupils went through • with their dances without an error— and they claim they did! In addition to those mentioned above present also were the three Pesik sisters (Sonja, Catherine and Rosemary), Rita Mika and Miss Marlovitz. The boys on the basehall team pitched in and served behind bars (where they sold drinks), waiter on tables, and did all othe? odds and ends, to the complete satisfaction of all the officials, says Mr. Balogh. Lefty Molnár, John and Bob Sanoshy did their jobs extra well—as they play baseball too! . .. Helen Cson tos generally does not say . much when she goes to a movie or dance, but she must have had some special reason to talk about her dinner dance on May 25, at one of the classiest Chicago’s downtown hotels . .. “Hi ya, Butch?”-—said a young man to one of the members of the dancing group (attired in male costume), only to find that it was Beatrice Sztanko who was attired in that dress. Is the young man’s face red! Anne Horváth is a busy young lady these days ... Take it easy boys, she attends evening school. (But one of her friends had to come all the way from Indiana Harbor, Indiana, to attend a classy formal affair.) Loretta Bartha and Margaret Miller (Molnár) seem to be very much occupied with other work as they have not been around to our meetings, or to the dance, for that matter. Won’t you girls give the boys a break? Two in particular have attended each successive meeting in the hopes that you would be there. “Sweet spring, full of sweet uays and roses, a box where sweets compacted lie’, says Herbert.” Beatrice Sztanko was overheard reciting this several times at the bar, with a bottle of pop as bracer. "Ah, heck, we don’t know howto dance,’’ exclaimed Louis Stefely, Charles Varga, Jr., and Joe Varga, Jr., when Secretary Frank Balogh almost fined them for not showing up at the dance.... Joseph Petti, a new member of our Branch, who recently arrived from Hungary, is mistaken for the former pugilist champion Jack Dempsey. The gals got their eyes on him when he goes out for a walk... Ed Novak, says a girl friend of his wife, should not be going alone to the dances. Mr. and Mrs. Vince Varga and a Mrs. Horvath (who lives on Byron Avenue) were attentive listeners when several Magyar songs were rendered especially for them (at their table) by kind Mr. Stephen Papp, who participates in many of our musical programs. Some of the songs were "A Vén Betyár,” “Dorozsmai Határban,” etc. * * * Pretty Margaret Marosvölgyi, who came from Vas Megye, Hungary, just several weeks ago, has already joined Branch 603 She attended the dance on May 18 and, although she sang “Csak még egyszer tudnék hazamenni,” she insisted that the music and atmosphere at the dance was such that she does not care to return home. She was lonesome but apparently not now ... James Radi and Tony Kovács were seen match ing each other with quarters; the winner would match Henry Miller (Molnár), and the final winner would then have the honor to dance with Miss Marosvölgyi. By the way, Miss Marosvölgyi celebrates her birthday on March 15, on the same day when the Magyar fight for independence is celebrated. Margitka certainly can recite with authority Petőfi’s immortal verses, which end with “Esküszünk, esküszünk, hogy rabok tovább nem leszünk!” —THE SCRIBE OF LENDVA-ERDÖ.--------------0-------------Vacation Time Again... The travel ads and folders are beginning to appear again as vacation time draws near. Each to his own taste the vacationers are making their plans. The fishermen are selecting the assortment of flies and plugs . . . the tourists are lanning the most interesting route ... the campers are trying to pick the best spot . . . and so on. Some people plan months ahead for their vacation, and get a big kick from the anticipation. Others plan vacations year ahead ... and, with the aid of Life Insurance, guarantee for themselves and those they love, vacations in future years. Life insurance helps them with these plans. VERHOVAY Insurance association 345 FOURTH AVE. — PITTSBURGH, PA. Branch 434 — South Bend, Ind. The 1st Monday of June saw us through another meeting to which we all looked forward to with pleasure. After minutes were read and all business taken care of, our conversation took on a new tune ... we’ll leave Oh Johnny out of it this ,ime ... Joe Hoffer suggested that a donation of $5.00 to the Red Cross should be made by Branch 434, and was seconded by Ann Vargo and President Joe Nagy. Now that the bowling and football seasons are over, how about concentrating on our baseball team? And what a team! Say, before you know it, they’ll be hitting every big league team out of existence, and we don’t mean maybe. ( Wonder where “Kis Sári” was during our meeting? I should say, Mrs. George Hancz. We missed Davy Orbán, Kath Szabó and N. Yuhas at the meeting, but I'm sure they’ll show up the next time. Refreshments are served at each meeting, and they S. F. NEWSREEL BRANCH 498, Aliquippa, Pennsylvania Hello, folks. Guess I’ll get busy. Come, come, Olga, is it that bad? Why weren’t you at the dance on the 30th? I didn’t have anybody to dance with. Frank Blizman better cut out the philandering. I mean he has my girl every time I want to dance with her. I wonder how Charlie and Mickey are getting along? Doing any dancing? ATTENTION, Ginger. — Might drop down that way in person. Say, J. B., where the blue blazes are all the girls you said you were going to show me? Snooper: I’ve been to Beaver Falls a number of times but never met you. You’ve been double-daring me to present myself, but you dcn’t. Where may I meet you? Until we meet again, —SILENT. are good. I think that the idea alone will tempt even nop-members to attend our meetings. Some women claim that husbands are just a stumbling block in this world of careers. Well, our secretary, Julie, hasn’t much to say on that subject, but when the meeting was over with she was ready to leave for home and forgot all about I her dear faithful husband j waiting patiently (?) for her. Now take me for instance, 1 don’t count ’cause all I ever do at meetings is hold down a folding chair, and that isn’t so much to write home about. The gang all had their hearts set on an outing so we got together and planned a “Wiener Rocst” for the Saturday evening of June 29, at Scout Reservation. We start from the hall at 6:30. All members who were absent front our last meeting can get any information from the President. M. Pilarski claims she won’t eat wieners. She wants 1 pork sandwiches ... Well, bring your own and I’m sure we will all do our best to help you eat them. Rose Ross is going to eat everything. What’s the matter, Joe, (President to you)? He said his wife could go... He would tend to things all by his lonesome—providing—he can take off any day he chooses—What’s on your menu of entertainment? ... Huh? Well, time is rushing by (but drags it’s feet during work) and I haven’t even eaten dinner yet. Imagine that, I’m going from bad to worse. “POETRY—THE GIPSY” Poetry is a Gipsy Queen A changing, fickle creature, Her moods, rebellious, stormy, gay, Reflected in each feature. She must be wooed quite gently first, For if she just suspects you Of trying to ensnare her heart, No longer she respects you. She smiles and lies as Gipsies do And promises all heaven, She laughs and leaves, and then you can’t Rhyme seven with eleven! Her feet are shod with Gipsy wings, Her moods change like each season, Elusive imp she comes then goes , Without a single reason. The dreamer has the most success In trying to detain her, With open eyes he sees her not, She’s hurt, and can you blame her? She hovers near this dreamer cold, She toys and flirts and blushes, Then starts a theme ’round in his brain Sweet as the song of thrushes. Unknowingly at first he hears Words sweet as dripping honey, Then head not bowed but tilted back He hears—the world is sunny! I And carefully he reaches forth A hand and pen to seize her— He holds her fast and writes his poem, And gently then he frees her! —Betty Carol Balega. J. Kenna, hope your wife will be feeling much better by the time our Wiener Roast date arrives, ’couse we want to see every one out there, including you and your better half. Wish to apologize to Lucille Nyers, Vivian Kemp and to the pupils of Jeraldine Ellis who participated in the Mothers Day program. Little Lucille was a baton twirler and we hope some day she will be leading our Washington School band. V. Kemp accompanied her on the piano, and the little Ellis pupils played Hawaiian music that was really soothing to the ears after all this swing we’ve been accustomed to. We thank each and every one of you. Till I find more news, —THE TERMITE.
