Verhovayak Lapja, 1941. január-június (24. évfolyam, 1-26. szám)

1941-06-12 / 24. szám

Page 4 WHEREVER YOU ARE, JOIN THE FOUR CONTESTS The Verhovay Fraternal Insurance Association this year is seeking a greater membership thru the novel ar­rangement of holding four big membership contests in one. The four contests, all being held at the same time ami subject to the same general rules, are divided into four large districts embracing the entire Verhovay field, and are led respectively by the cities of Chicago, Cleve­land, Detroit and New York, and named the Chicago Dis­trict, the Cleveland District, the Detroit District and the New York District. Among other rules, members must remember that they must join the contest of the district to which they belong, and can not join another district or several at one time. Prospective contestants can secure all the infor­mation necessary by writing to the District Secretaries or to the Home Office, and of course, by reading care­fully the Journal, in which appear the advertisements and rules of the various Districts. This year’s contest is different from the contests of previous years. It is more localized. It is more personal. It contains a much greater variety of prizes. And it has many more awards to offer. It is particularly appealing to housewives, yes, to husbands too, as it offers re­frigerators, electrical appliances, furniture, and many other household necessities which take a long time to pay. Why not join one of the contests and get one of these big prizes, say a refrigerator? You members should one and all join the contests, for you all know that there is no great difficulty in sell­ing Verhovay. Just lay your cards on the table, explain the facts, show why Verhovay is more than just additional “cold” insurance and you will surely sign up a new mem­ber. GET BUSY NOW — ALL OF YOU! BRANCH 366 Cleveland, Ohio June 12, 1941 Verhovayalc Lapja______________________ Folk-Tales from the Szekely Country By JULIUS ORTUTAY Branch 366 will hold its Annual Picnic Sunday, July 6, 1941, at Kalo’s Farms, Forbes Road, Bedford, Ohio, with music by the well known Primrose Orchestra of Cleveland. There will be all kinds of games—races, b a s e b a 11— everything a picnicker de­sires. We are having a picnic al­bum, and are asking the branches in and near Cleve­land to help us by placing advertisements in our al­bum. Please address your communications to Miss Frances R. Schwartz, 3358 East 146 Street, Cleveland. Ohio. We are a young Ame­rican branch and are sure any help will be appreciated. 35c is the grief. * * * * The regular meetings of Branch 366 are held the FIRST Friday of EVERY month. Please pay your dues in advance, and, if you please, place your address on the back of both stubs so that If you have moved we can check same every month. Fraternally, THE RICH FARMER'S - SON Once upon a time there were two rich farmers. One had a son and the other a daughter. The parents want­ed the young people to marry each other, and so they were married. So long as the old people were alive, the young ones prospered as well; but one day, the old people died, and the young couple were left alone. Neither of them knew how to work; possibly they had no such desire. One day, however, there was nothing left to eat, and something had to be done. The young man said he would drive the two oxen to the fair and sell them. On the way he met another man going to the fair, who was dragging a cart. “Hullo, Uncle!” he called out, “won’t you give me ’ your cart in exchange for my oxen?” “Ol course I will. Here you are.” At once the exchange was made. The man took the oxen and handed over the cart. Then the young man thought he must have a hatchet, for how else should he cut.wood, with the cart. He dragged the cart along and presently met another man who was carrying a i hatchet to the fair. “Hullo, Uncle!” he said, “won’t you give me that hatchet?” “Why of course,” said the other, “I am taking it to sell. Let’s make an exchange and you give me your cart.” Then and there they struck the bargain, and the young man was left with the hatchet.' He soon realized, however, that he had nothing with which to sharpen it. Pre­sently he met a grinder. “Hullo, Uncle!” he said “won’t you sell me some whetstone?” “Of course I will,” said the other, “that’s why I brought it along with me.” “Give it to me in ex­change for the hatchet,” said the young man. “Of course, with pleasure.” Then and there they struck the bargain, and the young farmer was left with the whetstone. He decided to go home and tell his wife the good news of how he had succeeded in selling the oxen. On the way he passed by a pond in which some wild duck were swim­ming, and he thought he would try and hit one of them so that he could have it for dinner. Immediately he threw the whetstone into the pond. It reached the bottom, but not a single bird was hit. Then he won­dered what he was going to take home, and decided that he must get back the whet­stone. He undressed on the edge of the pond, left his clothes on the bank and went to look for the whet­stone in the water. While he was searching for it, his clothes were taken away, and he was left naked. What was he to do? After all he had to go home. He went off home, and managed to get into the cellar so that his wife should not see him. He thought that it would be a good idea to have a drop of wine, and then that it would perhaps be better to eat something first. He went up into the room, took a piece of bread, and put it down at the en­trance to the cellar. He pulled the bung out of the cask to get some wine, but as he did the dog ran up and took the bread. He threw the bung at the dog, and all the wine ran out into the cellar. Then he wondered what he should do. He lay down on the earth floor, muddied by the wine, and covered himself with feathers. A duck was down there too, hatch­ing out some eggs. He took her off the nest ánd sat on the eggs to hatch them. Pre­sently his wife went down to see whether the ducks were not hungry. When she saw a big feathery creature there, she began to shriek, “Good Lord! What can it be?” “Don’t be afraid, my dear,” he said, “it is only I.” “Well, and where are the oxen?” “I sold them.” “And where is the money?” “There isn’t any.” “Well, go off at once, and bring either the oxen oi the money.” Where could he possibly find them?.“Here is a little brandy,” she sad, “and a roll. Go and look for them.” The young farmer went off. On the way he met Death, and they began to talk. The young farmer ask­ed Death to go with him and help him look for the price of the oxen he had sold. “Look here, my friend,” said Death, “I am Death. You go into this town here. There, there is a royal palace where the princess lies ill. When you arrive, an­nounce that you are the world-famous doctor. Then they will call you in to exam­ine the princess, and there you will see me. If I am standing at the head of the bed, she will recover; if I am at the foot, she will die. In this way you will be able to tell what will happen.” The young man went into the town and announced: “Here is the world-famous doctor.” Then the King call­ed him to examine his daughter. When he entered, he saw Death standing at the head of the bed, and so he told them that the prin­cess would recover. The King was delighted, and asked the young man what he demand­ed for having examined his daughter and having brought consolation by saying she would recover. He answered that he demanded nothing, but that he would leave it to the King to give what he thought fit. The King or­dered two oxen to be brought, and a cart which he filled with gold and silver. The young man took it home, and he and his wife lived happily as long as it lasted. Whether there is still some left, whether they are alive or dead, I don’t know. —The Hungarian Quarterly. Editorai Note: The Ferret has been clamoring tor Hun­garian folk stories. We have come across a few and will publish them for the benefit of The Ferret and the other readers. Joseph J. Horvath, Secretary. STABILITY PROGRESS Careful, conservative and sound investments assure the STABILITY of Verhovay’s fui ds and securities, thereby giving full confidence to members and prospective members. With its assets making sizable gains yeai after year and its membership increasing by leaps and bounds, Verhovay sees before itself a definite future which spells PROGRKSS SOCIABILITY rather than frowned upon is regarded as essentia) to the well-being of Vc.r bo ray life and activities. Verhovay's encouragement and promotion of social movements within and among its . branches is in keeping with the spirit of true FRATERNALISM. SOCIABILITY FRATERNALISM Q) VERHOVAY FRATERNAL INSURANCE ASSOCIATION 345 FOURTH AVE. PITTSBURGH, PA. Now In Our th Year A milestone at which we are grateful for the steadfast confidence and good will that mark day-by-day relations between members, field force and Home Office staff. An anniversary in which we are striving to be worthy of continued leadership as one of America’s oldest and strongest fraternal in­surance association. VERHOVAY FRATERNAL INSURANCE ASSOCIATION 345 Fourth Ave Pittsburgh, Pa.

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