Verhovayak Lapja, 1943. július-december (26. évfolyam, 26-53. szám)
1943-07-29 / 30. szám
Fage 3 July 29, 1943 CHILDREN'S PAGE — Continued “You eat with us,” the woman insisted. The Merrys welcomed the opportunity to rest, for they Were tired and hungry and hot. The meal was simple, but tatty. The flat cornmeal cakes were the pride Of the women; and the visitors did full justice to them “The Hopis are members of the Pueblo tribe of the Shoshone Indians,” Dad said, when they were on their way into the desert. The sun grew hot. The sky seemed to stretch ahead endlessly. Soft white clouds floated above in the intense blue The air was so hot the landscape seemed to shake with a slight and tremulous motion, while the desert sands glared with red-gold and brown color. The dunes added a touch of beauty to the waste-land. Here and there were mesquite-spiny, prickly-leafed trees or shrubs; sage-brush that were hoary undershrubs; and giant cacti, With fleshy stems and branches with spines instead of leaves, i Odd-looking animals moved side-wise over the hot sands. A lizard crawled from under a shrub, and went to sleep in the sun. Late in the afternoon they found the Sun Shrine, the huge stone altar erected so long ago. They climbed the stone steps up the side of the structure. The desert stretched far before them, a sea of glaring colors. “This is a sacred place— for here the Indian communed with the Great Spirit,” Dad said. ‘There is an aura of glory about this shrine,” Mother spoke, softly. “The sun—source of light and heat,” Sue said, in an awed voice. “The heavenly body — worshipped by ancients here on the altar of the Sun Shrine!” Sally’s voice was reverent. After a while they descended the steps and retracted their way to the village on the mesa; where they ate their evening meal with the Indians. When the sun neared the west, the shadows of, the desert trees and shrubs lengthened. The Merrys were on their way again, riding the trail in the dusk. One by one the stars appeared and gemmed the evening sky. The twins were tired when they reached the Wonder- Land. Mrs. Toby met them at the door. “No need to ask how you enjoyed your trip; I can see in your eyes you had a wonderful time,” she said. “How did Cotton behave during our absence?” Sue asked. “Very well. We became friends,” Helena said. The girls went upstairs softly and entered their room. They found Cotton sound asleep in his bed. Says JOE CSIKÓS -M -------------AKTLESS SYMPHONY A cat and dog Sat in the fog; It was raining — Their eyes straining. The dog gave a bark; Kitten sat on a mark, Ready to get a-go, From the dog, o-ho! Lightning struck, Out of luck, It hit a rock, —* What a shock! The cat with bright eyes, Began to rise, Tail out to the sky, Away it did fly! t The dog after it, To tear it to bit; No one could see — They were hid by a tree!--------v-------NUTZY NATZY ’ Scene: Aboard a junkers Over England. “Now, Hans, you der target spotin’, und I der bomber will drop and bangin’ make.” “Not so fast, Karl Schmellenhorst! You der target spotin’, and I der bangin’ make. You make der bangin’ on Friday.” “You are a piece ui cheese.” “And you a meanie cat.” Third voice; (nastily) Neither uf you will make der bangin’, see? Because der sargeant forgotten to put in der plane der bombs!”--------v-------YES, GO! I have to go, I have no freedom, No freedom, no mo’; So, I’ll just hum — Ta dum, ta dum; Don’t moo like a cow — The army’s got me now,. HEADLINE A recent headline in Russell's newspaper read: “Gremlins has been seen. Report their whereabouts to the editor.”--------v-------DID YOU KNOW? A Victory Garden helps you and a soldier, too? RIDDLES 1. What has a “mouth” but never uses it? 2. What did one ink spot say to another? 3. What did a strawberry say to another strawberry? ANSWERS 1. River. 2 Pops in the “pen” finishing a “sentence”. 3. Pops in the jam. JOE CSIKÓS, Age 13, Br. 91, Akron, Ohio. --------------v--------------LOCOMOTIVES AND GUNS Verhovayak Lapja Historians will find a strange paradox in German military preparations. Hitler, who conceived war on wheels and in the air, failed to lay the foundation for such a war, a strong rail system. If Germany collapses rather than retreats inch by inch, it will probably be due in no small degree to the crumbling of her railfoads. As the magazine New Republic recently observed: “After four years of war, the German transport system — already so heavily taxed — must soon pass its first decisive test. This test will come with invasion, when other fronts on the European continent are added to the eastern front. Will Germany’s transport system be able to cope with these gigantic new tasks?” The world is anxiously awaiting the answer to that question. Millions of lives hang in the balance. A quick Nazi collapse or months of stubborn struggle may be decided by the strength of German railroads. If the German railroads are so vital, what of our railroads? The world doesn’t have to wait for an answer. Our railroads are strong and the whole world knows it. The nation has recognized the job the rails are doing and appreciates the efficiency with which they are doing it. With the lesson of Germany before us, every effort should be made to meet the requirements of our railroads for necessary equipment. Locomotives are as important as guns. STAMP GALLERY Several weeks ago a Spanish philatelic journal arrived in New York, wherein is illustrated a new series of portraits of great Hungarian statesmen of the past. Some of the reproductions are small, in fact so small, that only on three of the stamps are the names capable of being deciphered. The first ruler of the old Magyar race, Arpad, is pictured on the one-filler. History relates that Arpad established the house named after him in the ninth century. He had moved westward with his nomads, and settled in the fertile valley between the three rivers Pruth, Sereth and Dniester. The original tribes numbered seven, of which the Magyar was the strongest and largest. It was Almos who first led his tribes from the east, but it was his son, Arpad, who conquered Hunnia and founded the Magyar nation. The men comprising the seven tribes, elected Arpad as their prince because they considered him the wisest man among them. The tribes united and gave evidence of a harmony in federation. It is said that Arpad grew up with the sword. Legend tells us that the seven chiefs of the tribes cut their veins and put their blood in a vessel to confirm the election of Arpad as their leader and to symbolize their unity. It is difficult to determine just when Arpad was born, but some historians claim it was between 840 and 845. His transition occurred in 907. It is probable his election to prince of the tribes was in 905. His father, Almos, brought the tribes as far as the Carpathian mountains, but he was old and feeble and passed away before he could lead his people into the new country. So it was Arpad who undertook the task of leading his tribes into the rich, fertile land that has had a thousand years of existence. The Magyars made the new land their permanent home, and they were wellprotected from their enemies by this region suited for defense by its formation. In 1301 Arpad’s house came to an end, and the successor was Vajk, who founded the present kingdom of Hungary. Under the name of Stephen he christianized his people, discarding the old pagan religion of worshipping the sun. The Arpads’ emblem was a legendary hawk, which the early Magyars called turul; and this legendary bird has been designed many times on stamps of Hungary. In a new series of stamps, Francis Rakoczy II (1676-1735), is depicted o n the 8f. His picture was also used on stamps in 1935 to commemorate a centennial since his transition. He was a prince of Transylvania who became a hero struggling for Hungary’s independence, while under the yoke of the imperial Hapsburgh family of Austria.----------------v---------------WHILE THE BOMBERS ROAR Twice within a generation it has been tragically demonstrated that the days of sailing ship isolation are gone forever. Wars are no longer bound by mountains, climate nor seas. The last echoes of isolation have been drowned in the roar of the bombers. With recognition of the fact that isolation is an impossibility and that this country cannot shut off from future wars no matter where they may occur, it becomes a matter of sheer self interest to help prevent wars. The surest way to prevent war is by taking a hand in world affairs and stimulating international trade. Only through trade can the prosperous and fruitful world envisaged in the Atlantic Charter be realized. 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