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

1941-12-25 / 52. szám

December 25, 1941 Page S ed part of the Christmas manger in a corner of the chapel. When Mrs. Grega left the chapel and walked towards the kitchen, Sister Lucretia beckoned her. “Mrs. Grega, won’t you come into my office?” Mrs. Grega started towards the office. Did Sister Lucre­tia receive Mr. Wellington’s reply? Surely there weren’t other Grega’s—there couldn’t be. In the office Sister Lu­cretia asked Mrs. Grega to be seated. Then she went to her desk and took out a letter. “Mrs. Grega,” she started in a businesslike manner, “I have just received word from Mr. Wellington. Mr. Welling­ton states that in her will, which was made on her death bed, Marsha Victor mentioned her mother, Gre­ga. No location was given. She stated the money to be left to her son, and also left $1,000 for her mother. It was evidently her desire to have her mother take care of her son. Here is a portion of the will sent to me by Mr. Wellington: “ *... and so I desire to have my mother take care of my son ... to see that his education is furthered ... $1,000 will be her sum upon my ... locate her..” “Mrs. Grega,” said Sister Lucretia, “Mr. Wellington, as probably many lawyers, had no intention of locating anyone, although I do not judge his integrity. The locket which was found in Mrs. Victor’s possession is ample proof that Marsha is your daughter, since the locket bore your picture and your name under it.” Mrs. Grega was speechless. Nothing like this had ever happened to the old woman. This all meant that little Bobby, the little boy that she loved, was hers. And besides was the $1,000. My what a huge sum. All this joy over­shadowed Marsha’s death, and it was at this thought that Mrs. Grega lowered her head. “You know what this means, Mrs. Grega?” said Sister Lucretia. “You are Bobby’s guardian. What do you intend to do?” “I do not know,” breath­ed Mrs. Grega. “Has Bobby been told?” “No, I thought you had better tell him,” answered Sister Lucretia. “Perhaps we had better stay here,” thought Mrs. Grega. “We have enjoyed living here, and you have been very kind, Sister Lu­cretia. I am old. I could not take care of little Bobby.” “Mrs. Grega, you can not convince me,” said Sister Lu­cretia. “We can place you The Ferret Sez ♦ ♦ . BRANCH 429 — DEARBORN, MICHIGAN POME Private J. J. P.: Yo can’t scare me! —MEV in a warm room, give you food, but we can not make you stop that longing—that longing which all who come here have—that longing for home. You say you still have that forlorn, delapidated four-room house. The house with the tracks in back. The house with the ugly paint. Bobby is a little boy, and all little boys are bright; what you need for your home is a little brightness.” “Sister Lucretia,” said Mrs. Grega, “are you hinting that I go home?” “Yes, my dear woman. You know yourself how happy you would be with Bobby. And with the money you will receive—why you could fix the house a little. Why not try it? And do come to see us sometime, you know how lonely it gets here.” It was Christmas day and the bells were pealing. Christ was born. This was the day of joy. Mrs. Grega was very happy. She did not think old Mr. Santa would remember her. But a twinkle in her eye told you who Mr. Santa was—little Bobby. Bobby’s toys were scattered galore ’neath the Christmas tree. Mrs. Grega glanced out between the kitchen cur­tains. The sky was white, trimmed with blue. And one even thought on such a fine day the sun would come out. A tiny snowflake floated be­fore the window, finally vanishing on the window pane. We are very happy to welcome Miss Alice Arty, 300 Delaware Avenue, to Branch 372. As our newest member, Alice, you couldn’t have made a better or more thoughtful investment. Mr. and Mrs. Richard Pé­káré of 3106 Amherst Ave­nue are expecting a visit from the stork very shortly now. We hope it’s a boy, Richard. Mr. and Mrs. Michael Cha­­szar, parents of our secre­tary-treasurer, recently moved to their new home at 2043 E. 30th Street. Margaret Palagyi, sister of John Palagyi, our presi­dent, has returned home from California where she was employed. We are very glad that she has been VerKovayalc Labia I Wonder Why I wonder why people buy Christmas cards with “Scotties”; With ’planes up in the sky, Or black-spotted “kitties?” Perhaps they know dogs and pilots to send them to— But, then, I wonder just why, They also send them to people who Have no pets and who can not fly? Now I wonder why not, in place of these, Send cards with the shepherds or the Wise Men; Why not carolers, candles and wreaths, Or scenes of the Christ Child in Bethlehem I also wonder, why, everywhere I see On Christmas cards and advertising signs, “Merry XMas” or “Buy your X-Mas Tree”? That X it seems takes away what Christmas really means. There was “no room in the inn” for Him. Must we also be the same— And find no space on a Christmas card, Not even for His Name? IRENE VARGO. Branch 312, Idamay, W. Va. Mrs. Grega’s eyelids cap­tured a little tear of joy before it could roll down her cheek. There, there in the back yard was Bobby, Mar­sha’s boy, only Marsha’s boy was hers now. There, there in the back yard Bobby was jumping about and waiving his arms, trying to capture the tiny snowflakes in his mittens. transferred to our branch. The stork has left its little bundle at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Michael Kertez, 1848 E. 31st Street. Mrs. Kertez is doing very well as is the little baby girl. Miss Jerkovich has been very fortunate in accepting a position as secretary to the principal of the Whit­tier Junior High School. Mike Delcig has returned home after serving his full year at the army, but ac­cording to Mike he is sub­ject to call at any moment. Yours truly takes this opportunity to wish every­one a VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR. Fraternally, Alexander C. Petho, With the close of the year just around the corner, a final summing up of past events is due. Not very much of any­thing occurred in the annals of the branch, as a whole, until the Hungarian Sum­mer School in July, which was very capably handled by Rev. Desiderius Kozma. Thank you kindly for the fine efforts made in behalf of our Dearborn children. Then in August we had our huge celebration of en­tertaining Branch 395 of McKeesport, Pa., which even today is rolled on the ton­gues of the members with warm delight, as though en­joying a special bit of deli­cacy. That was really the RED LETTER MONTH in the history of the branch. Hope that we can make them feel as happy when we visit McKeesport next year. The bowling team was or­ganized in September to the enjoyment of those concern­ed, and with possibilities for next year exceeding all hopes. In October and November, events occurred which will probably reshape the his­tory of the branch—we had some grand meetings, which is very unusual for us. December rounds out the year with the Second An­nual Children’s Christmas Party, which we hope is a success. December also finally sees the visible appreciation of the tireless efforts of three grand ladies, Mrs. Anna Hor­vath, Mrs. Samuel Toth and Mrs. Mary Horvath. They are now designated as Hon­orary Members in the annals of the branch, having re­ceived their Christmas pre­sents of cash, a lovely pin, and lovelier letter from Su­preme President Darago, and the exemption of branch fees in the lifetime of these members, and as long as they remain with branch 429. As to personal events in 1941, I hope I leave no one out. If I do, it’ll be your own fault for not notifying The Ferret. For one thing, Mary Ra­­koczy became Mrs. Toth; Mrs. Steve Horvath became a mother and presented us with a new member; Albert Bercheny became a papa, with a new prospect early in 1942; several new members were added who promise to become active in the branch, among them Mrs. Anthony Magyar, Mr. and Mrs. Emlyn Holland, Mr. Jack Bores, Mrs. Henry Keller, Emma and Margaret Sara, Ethel Koy, Daniel Baki, and several old members taking addi­tional certificates; Marie Gallovich transferred from 356; then our only soldier lad, who is now stationed in Honolulu, Hawaii, and with war news being what they are, Albert Sara’s name is on the lips of every member, hoping that he comes back to us safe and sound; Mrs. Joseph László gave a sur­prise party to celebrate her daughter and son-in-law’s twenty-fifth wedding anni­versary in December, at the Verhovay Home. Mrs. Yuhasz doesn’t look old enough to be celebrating her twenty­­fifth anniversary, and credit is given to Mrs. Joseph Lász­ló for the lovely party given in her honor. The majority of branch members was pre­sent and a fine time was had by all present. Oh yes, and Mr. “Ferret” Lucas has a new job with the government, building bombers at Ford Airport. Hope enuf of you mem­bers come out in 1942 so that The Ferret can keep the Journal plastered with fu­ture events. Not a bad show­ing for 1941. Hello to all you fellow contributors, and thanks loads for the nice things said in my behalf. It would take me three pages, at least, to enumerate all your fine qualities, so I’ll leave that to an issue when I’m low, and just thinking of you all will perk me up. Hope you all had a nice Christmas, and may the New Year bring each and all of you your heart’s desire and all the happiness each of you can hold. Fraternally, THE FERRET, Publicity Agent.--------------O--------------­BRANCH 362 NOTICE Dayton, Ohio The final meeting of Branch' 362 for the year 1941 will be held on Sunday, December 28, 2:00 P. M„ at St. Emerick's Hall. Election of officers for 1942 will be held. All member» are kindly re­quested to attend. Fraternally, Dr. JOSEPH H. PRINCE President. ANNA MURIN, Secretary. ^Scratchint£^ For quick relief from itching of ecxeraa, pknpkq» sthlete’s foot, scabies. nahem and other bernaQjr caused skin troubles, use world-famous Cooling, antiseptic, liquid D.D. D. Prescription. Greaseless, stainless. Soothes vriUUM mad quickly stops intense itching. 35c trial bottle prores it. or roar money back. Ask yoor Ml ft«tar 9m B. ». d. ruicmrnm ECHOES FROM LORAIN — BRANCH 372 “Where Coal and Iron Meet” \

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