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The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 11, Issue 9 (December 1, 1936)
He Dare not Move in Bed — Nights Were Torture Through Lumbago
He Dare not Move in Bed
Nights Were Torture Through Lumbago.
Kruschen Rid Him of the Pain.
Only those who have suffered from lumbago know how excruciatingly painful it can be. And when they discover a remedy for this complaint, they are anxious to pass on the good news to other sufferers. Let this man tell you how Kruschen cured him:—
“I had a bad attack of lumbago. When I got into bed I had to stay in that position—I could not move for pain. I didn't know what to take or what to do. I was advised to try Kruschen Salts and I am very grateful I tried them for this reason. After taking a few doses I felt relief, and after taking one large bottle, I am glad to say that my lumbago has entirely gone, and I have not had the slightest trace of it coming back. I will recommend Kruschen Salts to all who I know have that terrible complaint called lumbago.”—G.A.V.
Why is it that Kruschen is so effective in keeping lumbago at bay? Simply because it goes right down to the root of the trouble, and removes the cause, which is an impure blood-stream.
Kruschen is a combination of six natural salts which stimulate your liver, kidneys and digestive tract to healthy, regular activity. They ensure internal cleanliness, and keep the blood-stream pure. New and refreshed blood is sent coursing to every fibre of your being. Lumbago, rheumatism, headaches and indigestion all pass you by.
Kruschen is taken by the people of 119 different countries. In none of those countries is there anything else quite like it—nothing else that gives the same results.
Kruschen Salts is obtainable at all Chemists and Stores at 2/6 per bottle.
page 76Vagaries of climate might call for care in choice of clothing, and remember, pneumonia can be contracted in the summer just as it can be contracted in the winter.
Don't forget what we said about your picnics. Protect our beautiful bush, and take care of the properties upon which you are privileged to picnic. There are few countries in the world where such freedom of access is granted to picnic parties, but this freedom may be greatly curtailed if we abuse it.
Finally, we wish you all the happiness you can get this Christmas, and what might mean even more, we wish you the very best of health, so that you may enjoy it. In fact, when the toast goes round, we'll not forget you, and we'll drink, and drink well, to the health of you all.
The Kitchen.
The drudgery is steadily going out of the work of the kitchen, and instead of pitying the woman who spends a certain amount of time in cooking (as well as in housework), we are inclined to envy her and wish that we, too, had the opportunity to use the fascinating labour-saving devices that can now be obtained.
Compare the kitchen of to-day with that of even a few years ago! Then there was the old-fashioned dresser on which were rows and rows of plates, rows of cups on hooks—all dust collectors if not in daily use—also plenty of wooden benches to be scrubbed, the lids of saucepans to be polished, and fires to be continually stoked. A pleasant enough picture, no doubt, but alas the work it entailed for the housewife! Going, too, are the old-fashioned coppers, which seemed to take such a lot of fuel and attention to bring the clothes “to the boil.” Peeping around the modern kitchen, we find gas or electric stoves, or other modern cooking appliances, built-in bins for sugar, flour, et cetera, crockery out of sight, and numerous gadgets for speeding on the work, and an air of placidity instead of the almost feverish rush of “the old days.” Now we are looking forward to the time when each kitchen will have its refrigerator.
Christmas cooking has no longer terrors for the housewife of to-day, as there is not the grind for weeks ahead to prepare for the festival season. No longer do the raisins have to be “stoned” and the lemon or orange peel cut up into infinitesimal slices for the cakes, or the suet shredded and chopped up for the puddings! It is therefore quite a simple matter to prepare the mixture for the cake, and here is a very good recipe:
1 ½ lbs. flour, 1 lb. sugar, 1 lb. butter, 10 eggs, level teaspoon baking powder, essence to taste, about 3 lbs. mixed fruits.
Cream butter and sugar, add eggs—one by one—beating well all the time, then add flour and, lastly, the fruit. Bake for four hours.
Mincemeat.
½ lb. each of raisins, sultanas, currants, 1/4 lb. mixed peel, 1 lb. brown sugar, 1/4 lb. chopped almonds, 1 lb. apples, ½ lb. suet, 1 dessertspoon mixed spice, ½ teaspoon salt, grated rind and juice of 1 orange, and 1 lemon, 2 glasses of rum or brandy, 1 glass sherry.
Clean the fruit and chop the raisins. Peel and chop the apples. Have the chopped peel ready, also the suet shredded and chopped up. Mix all ingredients very well. Cover and stand until next day; add wine and spirits, pack closely into jars, cover in same way as jam. Make two or three weeks before using.
Orange Sweet.
Cut as many oranges as required into thin slices, and place in a dish. Arrange in layers, sprinkling each layer generously with castor sugar and desiccated coconut. Place a layer of sliced bananas on top and sprinkle with corn flakes.
Banana Snow.
Six ripe bananas, slice and mash as fine as possible. Add juice of one lemon, white of an egg, and whip to a cream. Add two tablespoons castor sugar, and beat again until sugar is dissolved. Decorate with walnuts and cherries.
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Whipped Jelly.
One packet jelly, 1 ½ cups water, 1 egg, 1 cup milk.
Dissolve the jelly with boiling water. When nearly cold, beat in the egg and milk.
Broom.
It seemed so easy then,
Green-ringed in magic on a hill apart,
Pressing the coolness to my throbbing heart,
To own myself again;
To know I could go down,
Down to the dimming blue of towns and seas,
Holding within myself the strength of trees,
And the dark mountain's frown.
Stark as the rock I turned,
Firm as the woody pith, but by my way
The molten petals of the broom-flower burned,
Flowed through and o'er me, drowned me, swept me clean,
And of my self's dark fortress that had been
Left nought behind.
I, that had been away,
Came back in humbleness and flowered
simplicity to what I'd spurned.