Verhovayak Lapja, 1940. július-december (23. évfolyam, 27-52. szám)

1940-12-12 / 50. szám

Page 2 December 12, 1940 Verhovay ak Lapja seem to bring dividends. Or are we just failing to fill up the Sport Page? One of the best ways to convince the of­ficials that the money spent on sports has not been in \ain is to contribute liberally to the Sport Page. Surely out of one hundred American branches there is enough Verhovay sport material to make one page twice a month. The Sport Page was created especially for the men and boys, the Children's Page for our Verhovay children, and the new Ladies’ Page for our women and girls. Soon the different branches will no doubt want sport allotments. How will it be easy to convince the directors who have eyes and who see a Sport Page that is often not even half a page. If it is found better, the branches should have their special sports writers who would concentrate their attentions on the sports of their respective branches. One thing is certain: that the Sport Page will always be a handy reference to the officials when sports allotments are sought. So do not fail to avail yourself of its ad­vantages. We should not fail to realize that the second and third generations owe a lot to their elders. In most things they have seen eye to eye with us. Today we have three directors who are members of the newer generations, thanks being due to the farsightedness of the later con­ventions. These young American directors who have been chosen to represent you and plead your cases are Albert B. Ari, who is for the second term director and also second vice-president, Doctor Joseph II. Prince, and Frank Brogley. You may rest assured that these men know your problems and are ever willing to cooperate to make things better and more lasting. But they must have your prac­tical loyalty. From the few facts above, my young friends, you see that our organization recognizes our importance, and we must show our gratitude by giving our undivided and whole-hearted support to them. I hope that one way you will show your appreciation will be by electing reliable publicity agents who will faithfully report on the activities of your branches. This will make the English Section Journal better, bigger and more interesting. I commend those branches which already have publicity agents, and of course the publicity agents themselves, and the “free lance” writers. I sincerely hope that the remarks above will help further the cause of better understanding and closer co­operation in our fraternalism. With best wishes, I remain Fraternally yours, FRANK BROGLEY Director. REGENERATION The crossing stormy, waters mined, For the perverse gods of war now bore Resentment that she left behind A war torn land, when leaving shore. Their wish, to wring just one lest tear, Her cup to be bitter to the end, The snow-capped leaves a thin veneer For death, where sea and sky both blend. When through the mists a gray form breaks With torch up flung for all to see, The past is dead and new hope wakes, Tangible hope of liberty. This whole med scheme of life anew And regeneration of the soul Begin, ’neatli skies of azure hue, A reclamation of war’s toll. A little seed-like object, hope, That flourishes until fully grown, A tree that can with all things cope, That bends not breaks when it’s ivind blown. Yes, she can now look down the years With the readjustment taking place, Down a corridor void of fears, Where faith again she may embrace. The seasons pass on in review, And she thinks of terrors she once braved, Melancholia smiles anew, A thankful smile for being saved. —Betty Carol Balegav (The third and last in the series of poems that began with “Melancholia—1940.”) Stamp Collecting in a Nutshell 'The tendency to collect was born within us; its in­stinct wind us up to go and make a living for ourselves. The only way our fore­fathers could survive was for them to collect every­thing they needed to con­tinue their primitive way of living. They had to live, so they hunted and collected for their very existence. With the development of civilization, education and commerce, man settled down and began to collect articles that were not essential to his livelihood, but out of sheer admiration, curiosity, etc. He had also in mind that a nonessential to him might be the means where­by he could secure his needs, by bartering and trading. The man of today, driven by the instincts of his fore­fathers and making the most of his education, col­lects. He collects pictures, stat­ues, minerals, plants, bugs, old coins, stamps, etc. Stamp collecting is one of the most fascinating hobbies! Hardly any other hobby can compete with stamp collecting, because of its educational sphere, its un­limited degrees and possibi­lities. Because of this hobby’s influence to educate, rulers, workers, professors, students, rich and poor alike share in its delightful ramifica­tions. If you look over the pages of a stamp collection, you discover quite a beautiful gallery of pictures—emper­ors, kings, personages, crowns, coats of arms, etc. Historical events, exotic animal and botanical life reveal themselves before your eyes. The many difficult names in geography mean nothing to the stamp collector, who has them in orderly fashion. Again, stamps open up your eyes to the world’s history, to the most impor­tant events, mythology, pyramids, idols, birds, ani­mals, explorers ad infinitum. Colonial history, changes of and in governments, the be­ginning of new countries, the falling of old empires, republics—all these are yours within the pages of a stamp collector’s album. Truly, the warehouse of education is a stamp collec­tion! * * * Stamp News Flashes A miniature sheet, cele­brating the reunion of Tran­sylvania, with a fact value of 1 p. 20, is reported. It is limited to only 200,000, which will make it quite a good item to be had in any Hungarian collection. Look for it! It seems that Hungary goes in for miniature sheets in a big way lately, because she also released a limited supply of the 20 fillér, plus 10 fillér, King Matthias is­sue in a miniature sheet, similar to the recent “Flood” sheet. A few days ago in the syndicated newspapers, in the "Stories in Stamps” column, appeared an article on the single Transylvania 10 fillér issue. The write-up was as follows: Hungary Stamp Merks Return of Territory! Hungary celebrates the restoration of Transylvania, former Rumanian province, with the single issue above (stamp shown), picturing the Crown and St. Stephen, left, and St. Ladislaus, right. Transylvania was ceded to Rumania after the World War. This plateau area, ap­proximately the size of In­diana, is rich in forests, from which its name, “Be­yond the Woods,” is derived. The region produces cereals, hemp, flax, potatoes and to­bacco. Stock raising and fruitgrowing are important. Valuable minerals, includ­ing gold, silver, copper, iron, coal and salt are present. Approximately one-third of the inhabitants are Hunga­rian ... At the end of his column, the writer makes this state­ment: "Hungary’s recent semi-postal issue honoring the 15th Century King Matthias, was philatelic­­propaganda for the return of Transylvania. The King was born in that province.” On what fact does the writer base his remark? I do not know. I have the complete set on cover, and just by looking at these stamps, they do not even suggest any propaganda. However, if it was propagan­da (?), it was good, because the upper part of Transyl­vania “came home” soon after the issuance of this set of stamps. I would suggest that Hun­gary issue another set of these "propaganda stamps,” so that the rest of Transyl­vania, which for a thousand years was Hungarian—and rightfully belongs to Hun­gary—be returned forth­with! —Albert Steinmetz Los Angeles, California. (Editor’s Note: Mr. Stein­metz is keenly interested in the development of the En­glish Verhovay Journal, and “TOPICS IN MUSIC’’ By JOE VARGO Branch 248 Lorado, West Virginia "MUSIC” Servant and master am I! Servant of those dead, and master of those living. Through me spirits immortal speak the message that makes the world weep, and laugh, and wonder, and worship. I tell the story of Love, the story of Hate, the story that saves and the story that damns. I am the in­cense upon which prayers float to Heaven. I am the smoke which palls over the field of battle where men lie dying with me on their lips. I am close to the marriage altar, and when the graves open I stand near by. I call the wanderer home, I rescue the soul from the depths, I open the lips of lovers, and through me the dead whisper to the living. One I serve as I serve all; and the king I make my slave as easily as I subject his slave. I speak through the birds of the air, the in­sects of the field, the crash of water on rock-ribbed shores, the sighing of the wind in the trees, and I am even heard by the soul that knows me in the clatter ol wheels on city streets. I know no brother, yet all men are my brothers; I am father of the best that is in them, and they are fathers of the best that is in me; I am of them, and they are of me. For I am the instrument of God. I AM MUSIC.--------------------O—--------------­SPECIAL NOTICE FROM BRANCH 333 Morgantown, West Virginia All members of this branch are urged to attend the December meeting which will be held at the home of Joseph Danish, Jr., Secre­tary and which will take place on Sunday, December 15th, beginning at 2:30pm. The election of officers for the coming year is to be held. Members not attending will be subject to a fine of 50c. Fraternally, JOSEPH DANISH, JR. Secretary. has written the article above to encourage a new item for the Journal, philately or stamp collecting—and per­haps numismatics or coin research. Mr. Steinmetz hopes soon to read a regular column thereon.)

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