Tárogató, 1950 (13. évfolyam, 1-6. szám)
1950-11-01 / 5. szám
TÁROGATÓ 15 along the seashore. Benny wanted to see another blenny; but although he went blenny hunting many times, he did not see one of the littel creatures again. EDUCATE AGAINST IT Discussing alcoholism in the United States, Dr. Andrew C. Ivy, Doctor of Philosophy and of Science, as well as a physician, Vice-President of the University of Illinois, in Charge of Professional Schools, says: “The largest group (of the seven hundred and fifty thousand alcoholics) consisted of secondary addicts, or patients who became dependent on alcohol because of repeated social drinking. Prior to addiction, the patient was a reasonably well-adjusted social drinker. Then situations arose which were followed by heavy drinking and alcoholism. And, the simple fact should not be forgotten that each of the seven hundred and fifty thousand alcoholics and three million excessive drinkers began his or her experience with alcohol as an occasional social or moderate drinker. “There is no way to tell in advance which one out of every fifteen or twenty social drinkers will become an excessive drinker or addict; we have no way of predicting who is susceptible or resistant to the formation of the alcohol habit. Addicts come from among the educated and the ignorant, the rich and the poor, the clergy and church members as well as among criminals. “There will always be a liquor evil to educate against as long as profit is to be derived by making a drinker out of a non-drinker, or by converting a light drinker into a steady drinker.” ANY DOG WILL: SO WOULD YOU By Christine Campbell Ruth was looking around for something to play. More than that, she was looking for somebody to play with her. She could see nobody but old Rover sleeping in the sun. “Here, Rover,” she said, “get up. Lazy old fellow.” Rover did not hear. His paws moved a little, and he made little whimpering sounds in his sleep. “Wake up, Rover,” Ruth called and slid across the floor to him. She slid too far, crashed into the dog and fell over his head. t Rover, busy chasing a rabbit in his sleep, found himself smothering and hurt. He flew up snarling and snapping. Then, ashamed and sorry, Rover came rushing to make friends again when he saw who had struck him. But Ruth had run screaming to her mother. “I was only going to play with him,” she sobbed, “and he snarled and snapped at me.” Mother scolded Rover a little, but he looked so hurt and sad that she went and got him a meaty bone. Rover took the bone out under a tree. Then Bert came along. “Hi, Rover,” teased Bert, “better give me that,” and he reached for the bone. Rover tried to be polite but he growled to say he wanted his bone. Bert kept on teasing, Rover snarled, and at last snapped at Bert. “Rover nearly bit me,” Bert told Mother. When Daddy came home, Mother told him that Rover was getting cross. “Perhaps we should send him away,” she added sadly. “But I fell on his head while he was sleeping,” Ruth said then. “And I teased him when he had a bone,” Bert confessed. Daddy looked stern. “Then it’s time you both knew,” he warned them, “that any dog will bite if he is roughly wakened, or if he is bothered while he is eating. Rover is a good dog, but I will give him away if you think you can’t remember not to tease him.” “We’ll remember, Daddy; please, Daddy, we will,” promised Ruth and Bert together. A NOTE ON TUNERS Piano tuners have a problem. It isn’t the one they faced twenty years ago when they peddled through the country with their little black bag. Now they
