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The Center Of Living We all hustle about too much. We take on too many things to do. We try to accomplish our responsibilities too fast. It is a great thing to be alive and to be filled with health, vigor, and enthusiasm, but with that feeling goes a desire to be up and doing and the consciousness of plenty of reserve strength to make it possible. What influence is it that actuates us thus? Telephones and automobiles and planes, of course, are an important factor. They not only enable us to bridge time and distance and connect our affairs with a speed unknown in times past, but they inevitably pull our mental processes up to the same speed level. In this way, a spirit of nervous haste is engendered, which, in turn , ag- gravates the other factors. It is difficult to withstand this sweeping tide of hurry , hurry, hurry, which seems to belong to the age in which we live. Once in a while it is, nevertheless, essential that we stop and consider whither we are tending, slow down and take our mental and spiritual pulse, even though, after a pause, we may jump into the mad whirl again and go faster than ever. One would think that on "quiet" Cape Cod, our lives would not take on this attribute of speed. But Cape Cod is not quiet , except for those who withdraw and deliberately make it so; it is. rather , filled with intense activity. At this time of year, when we see vacationers arriving, we begin to think about leisure and play, relaxation and rest. We forget that for them a vacation is a break in their lives which ordinarily are as busy as ours. The very sight of them, however, calls the matter to our thought. An article in one of our familiar magazines a few months ago recommended doing nothing for an hour every day. We would hold up our hands at such a thought and think it im- possible. Surely, though, every one of us can strive for a new atti- tude , can withdraw in mind and spirit from a topsy-turvy world and have the quiet of solitude even in the midst of raging activity. No matter how busy we are, this can be done for a few moments every day. Not to do it is to run the risk eventually of nervous exhaustion. In connection with this thought, let us take into our being these words of wisdom: "Balk at it, as we moderns may, there is no solution of the inner problem of a unified and whole personality unless we come back to the insights of the great religious seers. So one of our modern Quakers puts it: " 'Strained by the very mad pace of our daily outer bur- dens, we are further strained by an inward uneasiness, because we have hints that there is a way of life vastly richer and deeper than all this hurried existence, a life of unhurried serenity and peace and power. If only we could slip over into that Center! If only we could find the Silence which is the source of sound! We have seen and known some people who seem to have found this deep Center of living, where the fretful calls of life are inte- grated , where No as well as Yes can be said with confidence. We've seen such lives, integrated , unworried by the tangles of close decisions, unhurried , cheery, fresh , positive. These are not people of dallying idleness nor of obviously mooning meditation' they are busy carrying their full load as well as we, but without any chafing of the shoulders with the burden, with quiet joy and springing step. Surrounding the trifles of* their daily life is an aura of infinite peace and power and joy. We are so strained and tense, with our burdened lives! they are so poised and at peace.' " Pen Points Cranberry Juice The breakfast menu on The Cranberrv must be kept sim- ple, but not that simp le. "Orange juice , doughnuts , and coffee" sounded all right enough and orthodox until Mr . Marcus Urann president of the National Cranberry Association , spotted a fear- ful discrepancy-orange jui ce on The Cranberry Special ! That u°?lu o al!" °range jUice is a11 rlSht for those who want it , but The Cranberry wants its cranberry red consistent. So, the menu has been amended. Cranberry jui ce has been added for breakf ast. "Danger Just Ahead" A card has come from the Massachusetts Civic League, as follows : Legislature now considering a state lottery. Experience has shown lotteries to be an iniquitous form of raising revenue Outlawed in all states 100 years ago because of regrettable ex- penences with them. Chances of passage are greater than ever to.SnW %Z6 t0 Ti!6 y°Ur State Senator ancl Representa- trves NOW. There must be active opposition!" E D I T O R I A L S — AT CAPE COD HOSPITAL June 20, a son to Mr. and Mrs. Stanley Buckler, Centerville. June 22, a daughter to Mr. and Mrs. Charles D. Gardner, Maiden. June 22, a son to Mr. and Mrs. Gardner L. Rowell , South Harwich. June 23, a daughter to Mr. and Mrs. Manuel S. Montelro, Hyannis. June 24, a son to Mr. and Mrs. Richard B. Lewis, Orleans. June 24, a son to Mr. and Mrs. Bruce K. Jerauld , Jr., Bnrnstable. June 26, a son to Mr. and Mrs. Carroll H. Dumont, Orleans. June 27, a son to Mr. and Mrs. Benjamin Pitman, Provincetown. June 27, a daughter to Mr. and Mrs. Seppo P. Soininen , West Barnstable. ELSEWHERE In Wareham, June 8, a son, Scott Densmore, to Mr. and Mrs. Robert Walker, Woods Hole. In Nutley, N. J., June 6, a daugh- ter, Rene Linda , to Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Sharpe. Mrs. Mary S. Bar- rows, Teatlcket , is maternal grand- mother. In Wareham, June 16, a daugh- ter to Mr. and Mrs. John Kenny, Silver Beach. In Boston, June 23, a daughter, Patricia Bacon to Mr. and Mrs. Richard M. H. Harper, Jr., (Anne Bullivant). Mr. and Mrs. R. M. H. Harper, Yarmouthport , are patern- al grandparents. In Norwood , June 21, a son to Mr. and Mrs. William R. Merrill , Chestnut Hill. In Wakefield , R. I., June 18, a daughter, to Mr. and Mrs. Warren Landers. Grandparents are Mr. and Mrs. Albert E. Landers, North Fal- mouth, and Mr. and Mrs. Chester Waley, Wakefield. BIRTHS In Sagamore, June 12, Mrs. John Carafoli , aged 36, Ronald Carafoli , aged 6, and Mrs . Alice Betts, aged 68. In Bass River, June 13, Henry E. Welch , aged 70, Springfield. In Boston , June 11, Mrs. Mary R. Oliver , aged 92, Waquoit, In Ostervllle, June 13, Mrs. Alice G. Delay. In Provincetown , June 15, Cap- tain Antone A. Joaquim , aged 81. In Shrewsbury, June 5, John B. Hawkins, husband of the former Olive D. Scudder of Ostervllle. In Hyannis, June 18, Robert W. Woodruff , aged 67 , South Yar- mouth. In Pondville , June 17, George B, Howland , Orleans. In Woods Hole, June 18, Jerome F. Kidder, aged 66. In South Harwich , June 17, Peter O. Becker, aged 74. In Attleboro, June 17, Mrs. Isa- belle Hinkhom , aged 84, native of Sandwich. In Durham, K. C, Mrs. O. D. Klrkland , mother of Mrs. Charles Moloney , formerly of Centerville. In WelWleet , June 16, Walter A. Taylor, aged 44. In Yarmouth, June 16, Mrs. Miller B. Bnssett, aged 26. In Sandwich, June 21, Mrs. Sarah T. Cook. In Provincetown , June 21, Man- uel Gomes, Jr., aged 27. ! In Pocasset, June 21, William | Schroeder, aged 77, father of Wil- ' Ham C. Schroeder, Falmouth. In Brewster, June 22, Walter M. Cotton, aged 68, Westbrook, Maine. In Putnam, Conn., Edward B. Albertin, aged 67 , formerly of Fal- mouth. DEATHS by Clara J. HaJIctt This is your local station , 213 Ocean No K. "Keep Cape Cod, Cape Cod" That is what old Cape Codders have been talking writing about for years, without success. It's easier said th done. Who are the people to do it? l Is It the old Cape Cod that is to be restored, for certainly some sections would have to be rebuilt altogether to sweep away what has already been done. Is there danger that it will be changed beyond recognition—it seems BO. Do we want to keep it a group of little country towns as It used to be or is it going to be allowed to expand in any old way with no pattern or plan? These are things that return often to disturb our minds. One thing is sure all kinds of inducements cannot be set forth to tempt people of nil nationalities, types and personalities to come here to make their permanent home or even a par-time home, If when they do come and want to build , they are told, "Oh ! no, you can't build here; you can't build there; any house must be in a Cape Cod style whether it's large or small." How long do you think they would stay here? This genera- tion wants what It wants, if It can- not have it—nothing doing. The only way to keep Cape Cod, Cape Cod, is to try to Induce people to come who love It as it 1B for their home, and are ready and willing to preserve its rare and salty charm by building to keep its atmosphere of wide open spaces all around, leaving its shores and dunes and wooded land as nature meant them to be. Many of our business organiza- tions are working to get people to come here In great numbers as long as they are not communists or criminal s and have money to spend. No thought seems to be given to their background or how they will influence our manner of life. I may be wrong about this, I hope so, but that is how it ap- peals to many interested people. An Idea seems to prevail that all Cape Cod was made up of little houses like those pictured in some newspaper ads, and that we want only that kind built. No so. We always had rambling old farm' houses with gardens, " " barns and outbuilding, all over the Cope. Some little half houses, some salt boxes, houses also of no special Btyle, with an ell added here and there to suit the growth of the I family. We had fishermen's shanties nnd quaint little buildings that artists loved to paint and large spacious hoiiBeB patterned sometimes after some of our sea captans have ad- mired In sailing around other parts of the world. Houses that will last for generations. "Old homesteads great and square Where your forebears and mine Grew up and worked and died. A place 'gainst which the storm Has beat—but still a place That's seem long days and fair." Year after year many strangers have come to Cape Cod who have built beautiful estates and come to love the Cape almost as much as a native born. These estates are not exactly Cape Coddle, but they are beauty spots and with gracious hospitality, the owners have opened their lovely gardens to the public from time to time. It has been a rare opportunity . for some of our people to see these trees, shrubs and flowers in all their glorious perfection. For this development we should be very grateful. The saying "Every dog has his day" is also true of human beings and places. Nothing can forever remain the same. Every generation wants something that former gen- erations lacked. There are not many of the old Cape Codders left. It is evident that Cape Cod like all of America Is now wide open to the world and our grip on it has almost gone. We bate to think of it as all congested like little cities or maybe with nudist camps, and our shores and beaches in summer like Atlantic City or 011, door washing factories and bill boards and advertising signs eve 1 where we look, but we have J' son to believe that it 1B what « will come to. The old Cape Coclfo will not be hurt by some of %, changes for which they can hi thankful. Wheels that are set ! Motion are often hard to stop t think we will have to let go ot 0 ' way of life. Parents cannot hold their children always, all ties at! often broken. Life must go on but it's never the same. Maybe that i« the way it is meant to be. We Cau still try to keep the best of 0m heritage Intact and let the othei go. The best of the past—in(w. porated into the future to Bhoy» that we have lived. Hyannis can never be like an old Cape Cod village again, but » large part of the lower Capj could be kept if we only had t Henry Ford to look after it and reproduce a little Cape Cod settlf. ment therein. Just now, I never saw the Capj as lovely as it is this delightful month of June. Everywhere yon go there are little new unexpected groups ot houses, sometimes en. closed with fenceB, and roses and flowers everywhere. The trees this year are wonderful so full of leaves that every road is cool and shady and in spite of the hen™ traffic they seem peaceful and re freshing. Maybe the children who are our hope for the future may be taught to love and preserve Cape Cod. They may come ti realize that country homes as needed, country air and life i needed to stimulate healthy living If all the earth became like a paved city our souls would suffer as if from a drought. Just now Cape Cod is the problem closest to our hearts, but what about "America, The Beautiful"? Uncle Sam Is stepping out, *e can no longer keep track of him. Since he began to engage in all of these entangling alliances any- thing may happen to him and to UB. From an economical Yankee he has become a great spendthrift, I hope he won't Bell America "short". If we have to share him with all the world we will be the little "Orphan Annies" of the world—America's Step-children. EASY-KITCHEN Work surfaces at proper heights, labor-saving equipment and walls finished with clay tile for ease of cleaning all help reduce fatigue in kitchen and lessen possibility ot accidents there. - Radio Beams -- Town of Barnstable Cape Cod June 30. 1949 Denr Theodosia: As long as I've been a member of it, 1 don't know as I've ever yet written you anything about a club I belong to .called the Rags and Bottles Club. It gets its name from the pet dog and cat that belong to one of the members. And since we all chum around more or less together, it seemed a natural name for our group. Our group has no special purpose for Its existence. It just happens that we are thrown to- gether for much of our living. First there's Great Aunt Susanna , and you know about her. Then there are Rebecca and John and you know all about them. And Cousin Jerusha. Of course, you know her. The others perhaps I've never men- tioned. My dear friend . Belle, spry as can be, although she doesn't get out as much as 1 do, even though her age is somewhate less than my own. But in her day, she's known the world , has traveled and done things. She keeps right up to date now on all the news, and will dis- cuss world eventB with you. Beth and Belle are great pals. They read together, philosophize , listen to the news on the radio and keep each other company. Beth is expert with a needle , and we all of us fly post-haste to her when we have mending problems. Another pal is Martha. Martha is such a helpful soul, being also good with her needle and In other practical ways, besides having a most help fti l spirit of doing good for every- one. Mary is a bit feeble but , in spite of her infirmit y, can still do every thing for herself. And as for her spirit , she is always cheerful . No one ever saw her down-hearted. She would put to shame many a person physically whole but men- tally downcast. Asenath keeps us all up to date on events in the news. She has a good deal of time und carries on a voluminous correspondence , and Is, besides, an omnivorous reader. When we are together, we have -our light moments. Don 't think for a minute that we are too sober- minded a lot. We do see whatever there is that 's funny in any situa- tion. In spite of our advanced age, I don't think you could call us old fogies. And I'm glad of that, be- cause I like to fit in with each gen- eration , as it comes along. I, of course, am by far the oldest of all these people, but 1 don't know as you'd realize that to look at me, do you? Now I'm glad I've told you about these cronies of mine , for, when I write any news about any of them, you will know whom I'm talking about. Now and then we enlarge the Rags and Bottles Club, but for the most part it stays quite steady, and the members remain the same. We have parties from time to time, when we have a great deal of fun together. I'll be writing you about our doings. Your loving AUNT JANE. A Letter From Aunt Jane To Her City Relations jmi **'¦;. The Barnstable Patriot Founded 1830 i , ——' , Published every Thursday at 14 Pleasant Street. Hyannis, Mass. By F. B. & P. P. Qoss TERMS i aa.00 par year In advance, sl» manias. >l.Qt> i DOROTHY WORRKLt.. Editor HICHAHD 11. 11A SKIMS , VublUher IRVING W. CARTER. Manager , _-_ — — ' The Barnstable Patriot Is entered as second-olass matter at the Hyannis Post Office under the Act of Congress of Maron 3, 1879. We assume no financial responsibility for typographical errors In ; , ! advertisements, but will reprint that part of an advertisement in which , ; an error occurs. ; : offlcei Patriot Bnlldlnf, Hyannla. Mass. T", "Pl, ^ l L" S°°'\' 4 IIIIIIIIII NIIIIUIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII | CAPE COD Real Estate Sales....Summer Rentals Evelyn Crosby _ Tel. 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