Tárogató, 1943-1944 (6. évfolyam, 3-12. szám)
1944-03-01 / 9. szám
TÁROGATÓ 13 OUR ENGLISH SECTION. RED SKINS AND WHITE SOULS When labouring in the Peace River country I had just concluded a service in a large log house where the new Alaska Road runs. A few of us sat around the wood stove, and for an hour we swapped stories. The best came from a young Swede who had recently returned from a logging camp on Lake Winnipeg. His story was as follows: Our mill closed down late in the fall and a companion and I set out with our knapsacks to trek into Winnipeg. It was early morning but as the day developed the temperature suddenly dropped, and by late afternoon a blizzard set in. We were forced to take to the woods for shelter and soon lost our bearings. We plugged on till we hit a faint trail and came to an old ramshackle place. It was the blinking of a light that led us up to this cabin, for now night had fallen. We knocked at the door, and when a shuffling footstep came and answered, there appeared a big Indian fellow with a face like a battle-axe. We told him our plight; then he went back and brought his squaw—she looked even worse. After mumbling together, they beckoned us in. There was a wonderful smell of fried goldeye on the stove, and we were given liberal portions, which went right to the spot. We were tired out, so asked if we could go to bed. Our host then showed us ladder fastened to the wall, reaching a hole in the floor to the attic. The attic was covered with snow, but we soon swept that aside and laid down our blankets and prepared for sleep. We decided to sleep turn-about, in case our fiercelooking hosts should visit us in the night. However, we were so fatigued by the day’s tramp that we both fell fast asleep. It was twelve noon when we awoke. What was our surprise to find that a huge buffalo robe had been placed on us in the night, making us so comfortable that our sleep was long and sound. We came downstairs feeling refreshed and again the fish was ready for our dinner. We asked the old fellow who had done that kindness to us, and he just said one word, “Squaw.” Before we left we found out that we had been entertained by Christian Indians who had training at the United Church Mission School at Norway House. Behind those terrible-looking countenances there were kindly hearts and Christian spirits! At the close of his story, this young Swede said: “‘There have been times when I have said unkind things about Christian Missions to such people as Indians, considering it waste of time and money. Never again!” SIX IDEAS FOR PEACE An important factor in the shaping of opinion is the Federal Council of Churches, which represents every Protestant faith in the United States. The Council has now sent a statement on a just and enduring Peace to fifty thousand ministers, declaring that the Peace must do six things. 1. Provide a political framework for the continuing collaboration of the United Nations and in due course of neutral and enemy nations. 2. Make provision for bringing within the scope of international agreement those economic and financial acts of national Governments which have widespread international repercussions. 3. Make provision for an organization to adapt by treaty the structure of the world to the changing underlying conditions. 4. Proclaim the goal of autonomy for subject peoples, and establish an international organization to assure and supervise the realization of that end. 5. Establish procedures for controlling military establishments everywhere. 6. Establish in principle, and seek to establish in practice, the right of individuals everywhere to religious and intellectual liberty. —“Onward”. PEACE ON EARTH Children of nine nations, representing the Allied and enslaved nations, have been living happily together at Drumtochty Castle, in Scotland, in a miniature International League. Since the fall of Norway, Drumtochty Castle has been the centre of Norwegian education in Scotland, and here live the children brought over by their parents from the Lofotens and other raids. The camp is known as a Nansen Camp after the great explorer,
