Verhovayak Lapja, 1941. július-december (24. évfolyam, 27-52. szám)

1941-09-11 / 37. szám

September 11, 1941 Verhovayak Lapja Page 11 LADIES' PAGE Continued Echos from Lorain — Branch 372 “Where Coal and Iron Meet” Westward to Beautiful California (Continued from Page 3) fiction to relax, I don’t want to be troubled with the likes of that! Love to knit... but hate to sew using an electric sewing machine because I can’t even sew seam straight even if it had been marked with red ink! Knit so many sweaters for Bundles for Britain, that my other brother, Edward, objected . .. said it was soon time I began on Bundles for the Balegas! Hence ... he has a new sweater, too! But so on and so-so .,. it’s lots of fun finding out just how contradictory your nature is. .. try it some time! The 376 Herald (Continued from Page 3) place they were all taken into the house of The Fer­ret’s mother, where they bathed and brake bread, and were feasted in a man­ner befitting a king. After they had through the pro­cess of mastication disposed of the sumptuous repast they rested, and when the weariness and fatigue of the journey wore off they set about sight-seeing. And then they were taken t.c a large gathering out in the wilderness, where the apostles of the Verhovay, the worthy Joseph Darago, John Bencze and Coloman Revesz, and many disciples and a great multitude of fol­lowers, were gathered to­gether to celebrate Verhovay Day. They spake, and girls garbed in the traditional dress of the ancient and noble Magyar race sang and danced, and there was much feasting and merriment and lacerating of ye olde tapestry, and throughout the rest of the day many wonderful things came to pass which can be read about in another part of the Journal. And still before those who had journeyed from Pitts­burgh was the long weari­some trip homeward to their loved ones, and The Ferret stayed with them to the last. And the noble Kuiitar, lead­er of the Branch of 429, was kind from first to last. When they had departed they all began to slumber. And somewhere along the road one of they strayed and became lost, one Elmer the Fisher, and he followed later in another bus. After being in Detroit, we don’t think it is much dif­ferent from Pittsburgh. All it has are automobiles and Joe Louis, a pile of wrecks and one wrecker. ____ ____ • Before we end this ... the Herald wishes to extend its official and personal thanks for a swell time to The Ferret. The good ol’ Summer is ending, She is bidding adieu to all, She is making her final stand to give— A colorful rendezvous to fall. A. C. P. It is with the greatest pleasure that yours truly is returning to the line-up af­ter a short and hurried va­cation which was enjoyed not in the far off states or distant cities, but right here in the old home town. Though I had the oppor­tunity to enjoy a distant trip to practically anywhere I chose to go I sacrificed the privilege because of the fact that I wanted to undermine the historical background and highlights of our na­tionally famous little indus­trial city—Lorain. At first, I wasn’t quite certain as to how or where I should begin, but after a little thought and conside­ration, I decided to prepare a day’s menu in my boy scout knapsack, don hiking clothes, and be off to the beautiful shores of Lake Erie, which constitutes the northern boundary of our fair little city. At six o’clock in "the morning, I was on my way, heading briskly North. The cool breeze blowing into my face and the whistling of the birds seemed to inspire me on. Often I would hasten my pace and breathe deeply of the refreshing morning air, and even then did I re­call that the very ground upon which I trod was once the direct route by which the slaves were hurriedly smuggled from the under­ground tunnels at Oberlin, Ohio to the northern shores of Lake Erie to be shipped to other markets and trad­ing posts. I stopped for a few min­utes to relax and briefly re­capitulate mentally the history. of the slave-trading era. It was a satisfaction to know that I once not only studied the issue through the medium of history books, but have the oppor­tunity to stand upon the very ground where once that inhuman business had taken place. I soon cast the gruesome thought aside and was again on my way. Some minutes later, I reached the extended beach near the bath house where I decided to sit down in the warm sand and study the beautiful scenery very care­fully. As I looked out over the lake, I could see the huge lighthouse situated about a mile from shore. The large reflector seated at the very tip of the roof glistened as a thousand diamonds in the early morn­ing sunlight and the weath­er beaten walls stood as a commander to the ever on­coming waves. The beacon light is not in operation during the day, but I knew that it had for years and yeprs guided mariners and the greatest lake freighters safely into1 what is acknowledged to be the best harbor on Lake Erie. I withdrew my field glas­ses and focused them direct­ly out over the lake. It was very foolish of me, but I thought on such a clear day I might be able to get a glimpse of Canada which is approximately thirty miles due north. Were the horizon not so overcast with heavy fog, I believe one might with pow­erful field glasses, be able to see the Canadian shores. I scanned the horizon further, -and I noticed about the foundation of the huge light house tiny specks bob­bing up and down with the rythmic playing of the wa­ter. It reminded me of the little cork I used as a bobber on my fishing line in the creeks hereabouts some years back, when the “gang” used to make an impromptu fishing expedition without the consent of the parents. The specks I am refering to, were small row boats piloted by expert fishermen, out for their daily try for pike, bass, pickerel, etc. It was at this very mo­ment that the thought of that ruthless monster the Tornado, pierced my solemn, restful mind. Tears came into my eyes as I sat there thinking how that ungrateful twister near­ly demolished our beautiful little city seventeen years previous. (To Be Continued) Fraternally Alexander C. Petho Publicity Agent.---------:o:--------­BRANCH 5 NOTICE Maynard, Ohio The next regular meeting of Branch 5 will be held on Sunday, September 14, 1941, 10:30 A. M., at Csajka Grove. This will be the last of our meetings held in the open, and subsequent meetings will be held in the K. P. Hall, at 2:00 P. M. The members are urged to attend the important Sep­tember 14 meeting. he was to go to work in the morning and would not be able to see me off the next afternoon. Albert and Mrs. Steinmetz, and that darling little Manci, were very kind to me and did everything in their power to make my visit as happy and as complete as possible. The next morning, July 18th, I thanked Mrs. Mor­­ganella for her kindness to me and bade her good-by. This most pleasant vacation was all too short, but withal well spent. In the very early afternoon Mrs. Steinmetz and my best girl Manci drove me to the Union Station, where I was to board the Santa Fe’s famous streamlined “El Capitan” at 1:30 (Pacific Standard Time). Soon it was time to follow one of the roped lanes leading through the long tunnel to the platform. I shook hands with the very attractive Mrs. Steinmetz and gra­ciously expressed my deepest gratitude to her for one of the most enjoyable times of my life. I wanted to kiss and hug Manci good-by, but somehow my old backward­ness took hold of me and I lost my nerve, and all I did was press a dollar bill into her hand. Manci, too, was suddenly- bashful. At this point I hurriedly turned around and hastened toward the train, looking back with deep emotion and waving lusty good-bys. (To Be Continued) NEW YORK 394 DEFEATS WHEELS, INC. M. Nagy, J. Vaught, and N. Zelen Stars On Friday evening, Sep­tember 5, 1941, the New York Branch 394 defeated Wheels, Incorporated, of the Auto­motive League, by a total of 66 pins, in a three game bowling match series. This contest was played at the Roxy Bowling Center, on 50th Street, between 6th and 7th Avenues. With the help of J. Vaught’s and N. Zelan’s 201 each in the first game, Wheels, Incorporated, took the lead by a total of 76 pins, by rolling the high game of the evening of 885 agaipst New York’s 809. In the second game the New York 394 returned the defeat to Wheels, Incor­porated, by 46 pins with the powerful rolling of J. Toma’s 189 and M. Nagy’s 185, while on the losing team C. Pedersen’s 175 and J. Vaught's 182 were well rol­led. Wheels, Incorporated, col­lapsed in the third game with the score of 729 against New York’s 825, with M. Nagy’s high 193. M. Nagy takes honor for the evening by rolling high­est series of 566 pins. The following is a list of names of members that were on the cheering squad root­ing for both teams. Those members who have not paid their interest for this year are kindly re­quested to do so as soon as possible. Fraternally, JULIUS SHADI, Secretary. Mrs. H. Johnstone, Miss A. Scher, Mr. R. Mason, Mr. J. Bell, Mrs. Toma, Mr. L. Gil­den, Mr. Al Ibos, Miss E. Vaught, Miss A. Golfusz, Mr. J. Sharkoszy, Mr. and Mrs. J. Girlock, Mr. J. An­­dorko Mr. G. Haberman, Miss M. Floria, Mr. C. Wolth­­mann and Mr. E. Burke. The score is as follows: BRANCH 394. NEW YORK Name G 1 2 3 Total J. Fitzgerald3 172 138 143 453 J. Gedeon1 119 . ---— 119 J. Toma3 146 1S9 169 504-T. Vaught3 154 168 161 513 M. Nagy3 188 185 193 566 J. Emody2 — 167 159 326 Totals 15809 847 825 2481 WHEELS. 1INCORPORATED Name G 1 2 3 Total C Pedersen3 173 175 115 463 C. Baaden3 149 143 139 431 H Johnstone3 161 156 164 481 J. Vaught3 201 182 141 524 N. Zelen3 201 145 170 516 Totals 15885 801 729 2415 Fraternally, J. Vaught Team Secretary.--------:o:--------­BRANCH 361 NOTICE Cleveland, Ohio The Women’s Division of Branch 361 will hold a card ! party on Wednesday, Sep­tember 17, 1941, 7:30 P. M., at the Verhovay Home, 8637 Buckeye Road. The hostesses of the oc­casion will be Mrs. Pierman, Mrs. G. Sonkoly, Mrs. J. Ga­­zsonyi, Mrs. Faum and Mrs. Merk. You are cordially invited to attend. Fraternally, Mrs. GABRIEL SONKOLY Publicity Agent

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