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

1941-07-31 / 31. szám

ENGLISH EDITION

SECTION TWO

VOLUME XXIV. JULY 31, 1941 NO. 31.

SPECIAL NOTICE TO THE SECRETARIES

All the secretaries are hereby requested to send as soon as possible to the Home Office the MILITARY addresses of those members serving in any branch of the U. S. armed forces; also the addresses of those who cash surrendered their certificates before they were inducted or before they joined the U. S. armed forces.

The Verhovay Fraternal Insurance Association desires and intends to send to the above gifts which are very appropriate at this time.

Parents, other relatives, and friends and acquaintances are asked to lend their kind cooperation to the secretaries, so that the gifts may be sent out as speedily as possible.

JOSEPH DARAGO, Supreme President.

Voice of the Regiment

By Private Frank Dudash Battery B. 69th C. A. (AA) Camp Hulen, Texas Member of Branch 310, Lynch, Kentucky

Sleep

Oh, blessed Sleep that steals away all care From mind fatigued by worries of the day, 1 She lifts my spirit from this shell I wear, *

And sends it soaring, winging far away.

The wond’rous Sleep whose magic can perform The miracles that all the ancients shield, *

Her star-tipped wand fust brushing can transform Your counterpane into Elysium Field.

Sweet Sleep companioned by dark girdled Night, Around the world go hand in hand to seek The tossing mortals wearied by Life’s fight,

Close heavy eyes, and gently calm the weak.

A stroke across the fevered brow of man With tapered fingers dipped in dewdrops cool,

Ambrosia made since Time itself began Of stolen droplets from Moon’s silver pool.

Oh sleep, to woo and win thee gives release To souls chained to this earth before you smile,

So come, fair maiden, have all sorrow cease,

With open arms I've waited all this while.

—BETTY CAROL BALEGA, ^

Introducing ...

WILLIAM B. YUHASE

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Among our newest yet best and most valuable contributors is William B. Yuhase, author of the two highly interesting and educational columns, “Stamp Notes” and “Our South Land,” which appear rather regularly in our Journal.

Those of our readers who had occasion to read “The Young Magyar-American.” unfortunately now not in publication, will recall that Mr. Yuhase was its stamp news contributor, as he is for our paper. Mr. Yuhase has also written for several well known publications, among them “The American Weekly,” and even now he writes for the Richmond newspaper.

Mr. Yuhase lives in the sunny South Land, in Richmond, Virginia, and though not yet a member intends to Join our Association soon.

It is very interesting to know that Mr. Yuhase has not forgotten his Magyar ancestry, in spite of th'e fact that his people have been settled in this country for about 119 years, and can speak, read and write slightly in Hungarian, which is indeed a credit to him.

1 We are happy to have the intellectual and cultural contributions of William B. Yuhase, and we sincerely hope that he continues with us.

Some young men join the Army for adventure, livelihood, education or divers other reasons. I did not. I volunteered for the Army because I believe it is every loyal citizen’s duty to prepare himself to fight for his country, if necessary, for an unprepared soldier or an unprepared nation, no matter how courageous, will find that courage or conviction alone can not compete with modern warfare methods.

The morals and principals the American people hold are at stake in many parts of the world today. We must be prepared to defend the Western Hemisphere, if need be, in order to preserve for ourselves and the future generations those ideals and principals our ancestors so valiantly fought for. We must not feel falsely secure and contented because we are separated from the present war by the Atlantic Ocean.

We must not let this feeling of isolation blind us as to how the outcome would affect the lives of our people. Assuming the totalitarians powers be victorious, would they try to sow the seeds of Hitlerism in South America, would they institute a barter system which would give them domination of South American trade? Still worse, would subjugated Nazi Europe go off the gold

standard, leaving The United States holding two-thirds of the world’s gold supply, which would be worthless? If this happens I think I’ll stay here the rest of my life.

At the end of the present struggle in Europe The United States may be left alone and friendless to protect the present status in the Western Hemisphere. She needs all the man power, all the resources at her command. Let every citizen prepare himself to protect The United States in her hour ol peril. Let’s keep faith in our great country. Let freedom forever ring, so that the “government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.”

This is my reason for being proud. And I do speak loud. I don’t think, 1 know!: America is here to stay— America forever.

CORRECTION

In the last “Sunkist Southern California” series, issue of July 10th, by Albert Steinmetz, Béla Lugosi, Hungarian movie actor, was erroneously referred to as the “Frankenstein” movie character, portrayed by Boris Karloff, fellow horror player. It should have read “Dracula,” legendary Transylvanian count who remained in deathlike sleep during the day and arose at night seeking the blood of his victims, which role was portrayed by Béla Lugosi.

ACES

(A Verhovay Member)

To some people the Brodicks were a model family, but to the Brodicks themselves they were just a happy and devoted family. If some people liked their style of living, all well and good, and if others didn’t like it, it didn’t bother the five Brodicks.

For thirteen years the Brodicks had enjoyed a ritual that was never allowed to be postponed or delayed. Each evening, at precisely 0:00 p. m., with the simplicity that outshines pomp and plumage, Mrs. would place the pot of tea, crackers, butter and other such necessities on the table. Summoning Mr. Brodick and the three children, she would begin this elegant table ritual.

For thirteen years, each evening, until the night of Mr. Brodick’s departure. With tears in their eyes and the whispers barely escaping their lips, the three children gently pressed the hand of their father. Kissing his pale lips, they took up their vigil on the steps outside his room. The lump in Mrs. Brodick’s throat seemed to

increase in size each time she swallowed.

Then, with the grim finality that marks such a sad occasion, Mr. Brodick squeezed his wife’s hand. As she kissed him for the last time before his long mysterious trip began, he whispered “Good-by, darling, take good care of the children and yourself.”

To the sorrowing wifé, that whisper seemed to float in her mind for hours on end. To tiny Marie, who persistently called for her father and the daily ritual, her mother couldn’t explain to the young one that her daddy had gone away. How could she explain that mysterious trip, when all the telegram had said was: “Report to FBI headquarters. Plan to stay for 24 hours”?

TO OUR CONTRIBUTORS

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