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NEW YORK, Dec. m’. women who have outside jobs and still do all their household duties mnke the happier wives. if they are to be judged by statistics gathered at Columbia. University and made public today. Of 632 women, rep~ resenting so cities. whose ion was asked. most said that outside work gave them an outlet for en- ergy and and self-expression and brought pleasant outside contacts. flair the women also beleived that their jobs made them more stimu- iating companions for their hus- bands. _ woricing wives, the survey dis- closed, also have an effect on hus- bends. some of whom-were spilrrcd to greater ambition, partly through the example set by the wives and partly through the natural desire of husbands to take entirely upon themselves the task of supporting their families.

The majority of the married women with jobs agreed that they would advise other warren to marry

even if they could not get along withput continuing their employ- men .

ABSOLVED FROM BLAME

(C.P. By Guardian's Special Wire) SYDNEY, N. s, Dec. s-lsywn Blue of Glace Boy, driver oi a truck which struck and killed Ar- thur Lainey. 8'! year old New Wat- erford miner, was absolved from ail blame in connection with the fa- telity by a coroner's Jury which returned a verdict of eociden‘ l death at an inquest today. Referring to the driver, the jury stated that "everything possible was done under the circumstances."

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In Saint John By

Fbllowlng is the text of the clo- querrtgsidrees delivered in 8t. John. N3» at the 5t. Andrew's my celebration in that city by the Rev, .1. st. Clair Jeans, time, whose departure shortly from this Province ll l matter of genera.) regret: , l

I anwociate the privilege or be. lnoyourglseshandffeelit an honour that you should ha“ m. "lied me to Novena to the ancient and glorious Toast. When your President invited me to speak to you I felt suro that there ouyht to be men in this Oity capable of

‘blunt! the immortal theme with

an eloquence more fitting than mine. But a second thought told me it would b8 n pleasing ndvgntur-g for a married man to be the speak- er oi the evening for once, so I came. And again it occurred to me

' that since in all likelihood r am go-

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1118 to be a citizen of Saint John in the near future, 1 had berm- teke the opportunity now. before you got to know me so well that you wouldn't ask rne at all.

Now I srn sure thero are good members of this Society who are wondering why a man with a name like mine should be standing this table. A man with e. name like mine and an accent like mine ought to carry his birth certificate about with him. Some of you are, per- haps. thinking that before you know it. the President will be in- viting someone with a name like “IVBn0vlt0h" to speak to the great Toast next year. But, really. my name is as scotch as Elgin and

history can make it. In the little kirk-yard of St. Andrews, near Elia-in, there's many a stone bearing the name of my Hugenot forebears. And. I was born in Glasgow with the fog in my throat and the thun- der of the Clyde hammers in my ears. And in Glasgow smoke was I brought up, and in Glasgow mud did I kick out my boots, and in Glasgow rain did I go to Gilmore Hill where the gray University looks out on the roaring town. And the rein, and the mud, and the smoke. and the fog of that deer. dirty. kindly place are part of me now-and shall be part of me until I die.

Now that I have set your minds

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Fine Address On icotland

Eloqaent Response To Tlnie Honored ToastAtSt. Andrew ’s DayBanqziet

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brother Boots. you have invited

‘the MacIcans-where the Ooolins

strain and the ober is tossed

the dancers deface. at a rung: liinsthatlhscameronof Fort William in 190i put the 1s m, m” a distance of t8 feet and no OLym. gilt: charépion has. Qqugflqd m‘;

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Ml"! Memories

Then come with me to the west through the land of mighty pm; and wwrlnx elem-through the land of the deer forests and the abandoned homemade-to where "19 neat mountains run down sheer into the sea and tiny villages nestle Plwlflillllly at their feet-the land of the MacRses and the MacKin- nons and the Macuods and the hfladPhails and the MadDonalds and

me hero m m“ on swnuut m, stab the sky-where the Atlantic thirteen year-g 1 hive not “m bu. thunders on Ardnamurchen-and shore; for thirteen w,“ I h“, see t-he enchanted fairy tangle of hm 11m, gpportunlty to “Pr,” , the Isles. Canns. and liligg and Rum, what I feel to a Sympathetiq ‘M. Mull and Ooll and Tiree. when the fence. But tonight I sin some to "Imam" 01 may a mm here

M the years.

three hundred years of Morayshlre‘

let myself go. And if any man] Finley me. Mr. President, let him be condemned to eat a second por- tionofhazgisafterhchsssethia affairs in order.

I 8908i. tonlghhio men who are not all of Scottish birth, but who‘ have within them the old, good. blood. and carry the proud and‘ ancient names. You may not hovel seen the 18nd, but the land is in YOII- H01‘ wng and he;- story awake strange and nameless stirrings in your hearts. You may not have seen the land. but ancestral voices whisper to you tonight of far-off thingsrwhisper to you oi wind- swept places where the calms of your deed are standing; whisper of some little lone isle washed by I-le- ‘bridean sees: whisper of Highland and lowland and ‘Ibwnland, and You will understand, you will under- stand. es I {neck tonight of the things I see through the mists of

l I see again the Leigh O’M'oray glying beneath the summer suns. Lwhere the Spay an the Findhorn and the Nalrn go singing to the sea. And there is no land lovelier in all the world than that North Oountrce. and no folks kirrdiier than the folks who speak of "loon- ies" and "quinies" and "speldirrgs" and "crowdy" in their soft, easy drawling tongue. I am a boy again ‘on the High Street of Nslrn, that old town that saw Bonnie Prince! Charlie march out to Culloden’ Moor. And the Links 0'Nalm lean

to the sen. and the river O’N’e.im l

laughs beneath the bridge; and the wee lanes turn. and the cobble- stone closes beckon", and the fisher wifie with her creel on her brck says “Any speldings today?" I re- member the dark and windless woods where Cawdor lies, low roof- ed and sombre, where they show you the room where MacBeth murdered King Duncan. Or I go to

Culloden Moor and the rain is fall- s" Emil "mid Roth”! Bly-

ing. dripping dreary and slow on heather end whin and broom. and on the cairn that tells oi the last

fer Ibhata." I emernber slipping past

It not. let me proceed» This l!» t-hebrlana of the Scottish clans. And in Scotsmenb night or manta-end I that haunted desolation a ghostly speak more especially o! th= Bwt plbrcch walls on the wind, and you abroad. It is not the time for iron- “magma you he“ that great my o; ical comment and superficial clevsr- calm-on '0; mum“ ranymg the

ness, but the time for warmth and geniality, and brotherhood and ex- pansion of the heart. It is our night and the rumor of it goes round the world. Only a few short hours ago the skirl oi the pipes playing in tho haggls awakened the echoes in the foothills of the Himalayas. Only a few hours ago it tingled to the skies beneath the Southern Cross. It has sent the tOm-tOmS rumbling in the Afdcan jungles- Everl now there's Scottish song ringing from the windows of e. Buenos rwres club through the hot. sultry night. And up in the Arctic some lone proepecto is hat-angu- ing his unfortunate dog team with the speech of the evening. "Never: an isle so little, never a sea so lone.

Yes, the Scot u everywhere. and he carries his love of country and pride 0f race with him. I-lld $116 warm expansion of St. Andrew's night. Did you read that most il- luminating thing that General smuts told at one of the Scottish Universities not long "o? On his father's farm in South Africa thero was an old battle-scarred Hcttentot. And young Brnuts, who was about fourteen, used to listen with en- thralled interest to this retainers stories of the tribal wars in which he had been engaged. The South African war had Just started and young Smuts asked the I-Iottentot,

English the greatest people in the world?" asked the boy. "No," re-

ranirs; Cameron of Locheil leading 'the centre; Cameron of Iaocheil and his men in‘ that mad, wild, glorious charge 0n certain death. The High- land regiments have shed their blood on many a foreign field since then. and the wind of their name has swept the ultimate secs, but that last great stand of the Scot- tish clans. when the finest fijhting men in Europe flung their desper- ate velour in vain against artillery fire, is c. story that will not die out amongst men. Long ago it happen- ed, but even today there is no name greater in the Highlands than "Cameron of Locheil” and no more honoured than that house amongst Scottish families. And what songs are there that sing their wsy so well into the crannies oi High- land hearts but the songs of Bon- nie Prince Charllie and the gay and gallant l that follcwzd him. "No more we'll see such deeds again, Deserted is each Highland gl:n, And lonely calms are ower the men Who fought and died for Charlie."

Invernces

‘Iilen come with me to Inverness when the dusk is falling upon the Castle Hill, upon the storied streets, llnverness, heart of Highland rom- ‘rance, and watch the lights begin to

‘twinkle from the Islands m the

who, in his opinion. would wln- The river, and listen as 1 listened once and native replied that he thought thelmm u, the pipes crying 1n the 0n _ English would win. "And are mG-glogming, crying out the ancient 8K6 dOWB. 0n

wrestled for their scanty living, and built up that sturdy Highland nature that stands you in such good stead today. I remember one mwnllkht nlshl on Tobermony Bay and there came to me over the w! a girl's voice singing “ha; s

limrven where “gently, gently rims the tide that bears one far from Fllflilfy!’ I remember the mists above Moidart where they came for Bonnie Prince Charlie when the great adventure ellied. I rement- ber Iona in the rain-where Ooi- urnba planted the Cross-where so many of the royal deed oi Scot- land are ‘ _' --I remember—- but I must stop. I remember them in mist and in rain. in sunlight and in shadow-the see. washed tangle of the Hebrides. "From the lone shieling on the misty island, ' Mountains divide us and a waste of seas. But still the blood is strong, the heart is Highland, And we in dreams behold the He- brides."

Oniofilasgow

And now there is the Glasgow steamer lying at the pier in Chan. 'I‘a.ke her and come round the Mull of Kintyre and up the Firth of Clyde. And you who are Clyde bo."n and gone in other clays to Dunoon and Rothessy and Miillport and Larks, will you ever forget the tune he bands play as the boat leaves Rothesay pier?

It's a bonnie bay in the morning, And bonnier at the noon,

And bonniest when the sun drops, And red comes out the moon, When the mist creeps up the Cum-

brace

And Arr-en's are gray, And the great black hills like sleep-

Kings

And so to Glasgow, past Dun- barton. past olydebenk. past Govan and Par-tick, past. John Brown's where they launched the i534 the other day-Glasgow dirty, grey. muddy with a pail of everlasting smoke-Glasgow, built up by liow- land grit and Highland seal-Glos- gow, that has n0 beauty that a stranger should desire her-but, Glasgow. mother of shins and mother of men. putting a spell on her sons that the years cannot re-' move. I am a Glasgow man and as all Edinburgh men know, a Glasgow man is reluctant to speak about Glasgow. But let me simply quote from "The British City" a book by Fredefic Howe. an Ameri- can observer of some 20 years ago. I-le says in effect "I went to Glas- gow, a city of a million people,‘ which has carried public owner-‘ ship, in every conceivable pulfic utility. further than anv city l“ the world, and makes it pay. I found e. government of taxpayers, for the taxpayers, by the taxpayers. I found a city where public cor- ruption is unknown. where the first passion of each councillor is‘ the welfare of the municipality,‘ and the dearest desire of every citi- zen-lct Glasgow flourish."

The Burriera Down

Memories come crowding back fer too many for utter-ems tonight. Memories of Dumfries where Rab- ble Bums lies sleeping, memories of the "Dowie Dons cyan-ow" and the Border country, memories of Edinburgh that queen of beauty

of story, but I carmot tarry. st. Andrew's night the hamlets 5t. Andrew's night

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Like certain other small no: in their day-like Greece, like r..."- ence, like Venice, like Holland- Scotlsnd hes flowered, and flowering is a thing o. the very recent past. And the bloom is still there. To vary the metaphor, the life force of the race seems to have surged up in a great tide during the last hundred years-and that tide has not yet started to ebb. ‘This Scottish exuberance, this ‘in- gcnium perfcrvidum Scotcrum" has made itself felt everywhere where civilization runs and even where :ivillzation does not run. It has ex- pzessed itself in an extraordinary manifold activity, in an unrestlng energy, in an insatiable desire to know, to explore, in e. determina- tion to lead. It has found in this age of applied science the natural outlet for its particular genius. The first engineer of an ocean going steamer controlling the "mightiest engines that run-tirere is your type. The head actuary of a huge insurance company-there, is your type. The chief surgeon of a great hospital-there is your type. Think 0f the Scottish names the last cen- tury has thrown lip-Simpson, dis- coverer of chloroform-Ross. con- queror of malaria, Maxwell, discov- 0N1’ of the properties. of electrical waves, Kelvin and the transatlan- tie cable, Murdwh and illuminat- in! 8M. Bymlngton, inventor of the steamship, Nasymth and the steam

Arrol, bridge builders to the world, John Baird of Dunhartcrr who is even now perfecting television,

that Dunlop and the pneumatic tyre, S,

Wilson, inventor of the shaft.

Yes, that is Scotland's glory- a glory especially of the last 100 years, a, glory cf giving, giving, giving something to the world. And they call the Scots mean! What othrr race in these modern days h4- ziven so much in proportion to l. numbers? And you are part of that great tide of Scottish vitality that touches every shore in the world today. You are conscious of it and proud of it. That p_ide of blood is a good thing lf you use it well. It is to feel that you belong to a race that refuses to be defevted by life: it is to feel you are of a breed that should not stoop to dishmor; it is to feel that you are of a house that is prepared to lift more than its fair burdrcr. And so in old St. John, this city by the river-gate and the sea- gate, with the mists around her head and the ships of the world around her feet, you can go to your wosk, remembering. that. if you are proud of your Scottish blood. you must show by your ccwtribution to the strength 0f this place. by the quality of yflur life. by the high heart that you take to the m~nifrid difllcultics of this time, that you are worthy of your inheritance.

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plied the Hottentot. I greater race still. '.l‘hey live in the shaken farthest north land in the world. in‘ ma; B9115 0g M55 shire, shad- and the munch m rreltlv l-"lldowy and dim. the dull gleam of a of them. They l“! (‘@1194 lhfiloch in the distance as it caught ‘Boots?’ Bu. you m. the truth h" the afterglow, and at my feet the penetrated into darkest Africa- I! river whispering by-cnd that old alums My; the Mflm is bldl- lament, lifting, falling. indescrib- werd. you should rcnvdlltc the ably desolate, the voice of the old suggestion indictment-Ir. Be say North. the voice o! Oulloden and have his mnnncfll 119 my l!" Glencoe and older battles still, the

of discernment‘ and discrimination. iwm foot gone from the corrle, for f the days and the lads that are no ‘two Mall Elements

mom, no more at all. ‘ ButthesceneshiftsandIamat What are the elements that oorn- or» Northern Meeting of mvemessl hlne to make this day w widely the principal athletic gathering in r.“.....v“:.~*::.*'"v..-*r.....r..r “e reel-r:- "were “u: Q W01‘ ‘ Ill V ryan 6 awn land where men of couture birthlthe skill of the North meet to- taliild Scottish him lpeet? "1 tnlnkfgethsr. And tlrere-the lWllIl of a: erearetwom semen :rlrst.'ult. the crowd, the coour. isomesickness~the heart runner oillnovementi ‘And the Chiefs of the