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+=====Inside Information.=====
-INSIDE INFGPMATION
+Well, we have no engagements to announce this month, a sure sign that Spring is over, but we have two additions to the Junior Bushwalking section of the club.
+Lieut. Alan and Audrey Whitfield have acquired a daughter whom they are calling Helen Margaret.
+Mr. and Mrs. Ashdown (Jean Malcolm) also announce the birth of a daughter. Congratulations from the Bushwalkers to all these parents.
+What a pity George Dibley is not interested in talking parrots instead of having a passion for pigeons. We might then hear something about another little bird in whom George is said to be showing a deep interest. We do hope it is of the homing variety.
+The services committee had a very profitable evening Friday the 26th of this month. Mouldy Harrison saw to the financial side by circulating round the room optimistically thrusting an outsize in saucepans under everyones eyes with a very meaning look. Mouldy, not the saucepan had the meaning look. We believe the saucepan, together with auction and raffle yielded about £16.
+Our President gave her own Christening robe to be raffled for which, Hilma with an eye to the future perhaps, enthusiastically peddled tickets. We noticed that under her eagle eye even hardened bachelors bought tickets. The robe was won by Jess Martin and we believe in omens.
+Grace Edgecombe was behind the scenes nobly carrying out the jobs of Producer, Stage Manager, and Dresser, for the short sketches which were quite obviously enjoyed by the performers.
+As Androcles in "Androcles and the Lion" Alex Colley was quite a find, if he'll forgive us the expression, being an exasperaingly pious Christian which Malcolm McGregor as the Lion with leanings towards Vegetarianism, steadfastly declined to eat.
+Then just as we had finished blowing our nose and wiping our eyes over this story of the misjudged lion, Edgar Yardley came along and told us about another lion and a depressing child called Albert.
+Male Stars predominated in the show this year and an amusing Bridge party was played by Reg. Alder, Stan Martin, John Noble, and the first mentioned lion. This was played sotto voce quite unintentionally we believe.
+A set of quintuplets very commendably shot each other separately as each failed to reach the high note in their rendering of "I'll keep going my way" and shooting was too good for the chap who spoiled our last line in "Agatha end Farquar" by pulling the curtain across too soon.
+There was quite a roll up of S.B.W's and Rucksack club members who came to support the Services Committee's effort.
+"Frosty" was there with her husband John Forshaw who is in the A.I.F. He looks awfully nice "Frosty".
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+=====A Discourse On The Magic Of Eating Out Of Doors.=====
+===An Extract from Stephen Leacock.===
+I want in this chapter to talk about eating in the open air -- about the joy and exhilaration of it, about the health of it. I'm enthusiastic about it, I'm crazy over it and have been for years. I think that eating air is the greatest tonic, stimulant, restorative -- I can't think of enough words for it, but these will give a first idea.
+Here let's sit down and eat. Tasted good? Doesn't it? Digest it? Why, my dear sir with that fresh air blowing into you, you could digest a chunk of sandstone rock.
+You see, if I may interrupt myself to say it again, the point is, not that you are eating in the open air, but that you are actually __eating air__. As every chemist (every good one) knows, air is made up of equal parts of oxygen, hydrogen, nitrogen, iron and alcohol, with just a little touch of the saner elements of argol and gargol, though these last were only found a few years ago. Now these are the very things that support life, and these are what is found in fresh air. Only the air must be fresh. The ordinary indoor air that you breathe is filled with dust, feathers, dried ink, powdered leather -- heaven knows what. You need only to let a full streak of sunlight break into a room to see what the air contains. Now when you're out in the open, in the straight, clear open, you're breathing the pure oxygen, taking in argol and alcohol with every breath. Have you ever seen one of those muddy looking Highland gillies who spend their days on the windswept moors and the open braes and breeks? You haven't? Well neither have I, but I've seen pictures of them, in the Scotch whisky advertisements. That makes them ruddy? What makes them live till they die? The fresh air, the alcohol.
+....
+__Cooking out of doors__ -- over a fire made in the bush! How I would like to give a whole lecture on it! I'd like to get the Pope and the Archbishop of Canterbury and the Librarian of the British Museum -- I mean people who live indoors, and take them into the Canadian bush and cook them a steak! My! Wouldn't they be surprised when I showed them that the point is you don't make a big fire but a little fire! I'd like the Pope to watch while I laid down two small logs side by side. I'd like the Archbishop to say, "But surely the logs are made too green to burn and I say "No, no, you are, I want the logs green so they won't burn! Now, watch me cook the steak -- see it jump -- see those ashes falling-into the pan? That's what puts the taste in... Excuse me I must upset it once. Now Pope you're the senior, here's yours. Eat it on a shingle... Now watch me boil the tea, boiled from the cold water up... But stop! the Archbishop wants mote steak.
+So there's the topic, it is -- real as real and one of the greatest things in the world. __Eat more air__. Never mind vitamins, the air is full of them. __Eat the air__. Take it in with every bite, breathe it in with every morsel...
+Tell the doctors about it? You don't need to. They know it. Don't you know that every doctor, the moment he gets a few days off, beats it for the bush? Any time you go into the rough country, in the bush and round the lakes you find it full of doctors, eating steak beside a log... but you'd hardly expect them to bring their patients.
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+=====The Pelion Hut.=====
+We are publishing a letter received during the month by the Editor of the "Sydney Bushwalker" from John Harvey, now living at Sandy Bay, Hobart,Tasmania.
+'Dear Clare -- With reference to Dorothy Lawry's article on "Rumours and Facts", I do not think she nor Dot English need have any worries about the alleged reaction of the Hobart Walking Club about the loss of the Pelion Hut in Lake St. Clair Reserve, - I understand it is just over the border from the Cradle Mountains Reserve, and thus under control of National Park Board.
+I am now a fairly active member of the Hobart Walking Club and a member of the Committee, and since the occurrence I have heard only one reference to the fire; it was a casual remark by Mr. Jack Thwaites, a member of the National Park Board, that the hut was burnt down, and he expressed regret. No other remark was paseed, the S.B.W's were not mentioned, and there was certainly not the slightest suggestion of annoyance and hostility. The hut did not in any case belong to the club. The Hobart Walking Club is not a highly organised concern like the S.B.W's. - quite a small, informal, and friendly body, and it is impossible to imagine the members getting up in arms about something that was a pure accident, especially as fires here are very common in the bush, and do not seem to be looked upon as the major disasters they are in N.S.W.
-Well, we have no engagements to announce this month, a sure sign that
-Spring is over, but we have two additions to the Junior Bushwalking section of the club.
-Lieut. Alan and Audrey Whitfield have acquired a daughter whom they are
-calling Helen Margaret.
- Mr. and Mrs. Ashdown (Jean Malcolm) also announce the birth of a daughter.
-Congratulations from the Bushwalkers to all these parents.
-What a pity George Dibley is not interested in talking parrots instead of heLveleee a passion for pigeons. We might then hear something about another '
-bird in whom George is said to be showing a deep interest. We do- hope it is of the homing variety.
-The services committee had a very profitable evening Friday the 26th of
-thlee month. Mouldy Harrison saw to the financial side by circulating round
-the room optimistically thrusting an outsize in saucepans under everyones eyes
-,itil a very meaning look. Mouldy, not the saucepan had the meaning look. We believe the saucepan, together with auction and raffle yielded about e2,16.
-Our President gave her own Chrj,stening robe to be raffled for which, Hilma with an eye to the future perhaps, enthusiastically peddled tickets. We noticed that Under her eagle eye even hardened bachelors bought tickets. The robe was won. by Jess Martin and; we believe in amens.
-Grace Edgecombe was behind the scenes nobly carrying out the jobs of Producer, Stage nenager, and Dresser, for the short sketches which were quite obviously enjoyed by the performers,
-As Androcles in "Androcles and the Lion" Alex Colley was quite a find,
-if he forgive us the expression, being an exasperaingly pious. Christian which Malcolm.McGregor as the Lion with leanings towards Vegetarianism, steadfastly declined to eat.
-Then just as we had finished blowing our nose and wiping our eyes over this story of the misjudged lion, Edgar Yardley came along anef. told us about
-anoter'lion and a depressing Child called Albert.
-Male Stars predominated in the show this year and an amusing Bridge party
-was played by Reg.Alder, Stan Martin, John Noble, and the first mentioned. lion. This was played sotto voce quite unintentionally we believe.
-A set of quintuplets very commendably shot each other separately as each
-failed to reach the high note in their rendering of "I'll keep going my way" and shoeting was too good for the chap who spoiled our last line in "Agatha end Farquar" by pulling the curtain across too soon1
-here was quite a roll up of S.B.IAT's and Rucksack club members who came' to 4support the Services Committee's effort.'
-"Frosty" was there with her husband John Forshaw who is in the A.I.F. te looks awfully nice "Frosty",
-.
-. A DISCOURSE ON THE MAGIC OF EATING OUT OF DOORS An Extract from Stephen Leacock,
-I want in this chapter to talk about eating in the open air -- about the joy and exhiaaraLion of: 1t, about the health of it. I'm enthusiastic about it, I'm cve z7 ove.. it und have been for years. I.think that eating air is the creat-:Et tcnic, rJtimulant, res'orative -- I can't think of enough words for it, itthoc will give a first idea.
-Here L)4,7 Jf.,31 end eat, Tasted good? Doesn't it? Digest it?
-Why, my dear that osh air blowing into you, you could digest a
-chunk of Eandiono
-You sec, if I ma7 interi upt myself to say it again, the point is, not that you arc 0.AinfT, open air, but that you are actually eating air. As every cheT3F,t 0::ve2:; good one) knows, air is made up of equal parts of oxygen, hydrogen., Tito,m, iron and alcohol, with just a little touch of the saner elements of argol and gargol, those these last were Ir.,R:re only
-found a few years ago Now these are the very thingF. that supTort life, and these are what is found in fresh air, Only the air must be fresh. The ordinary indoor air that you breathe is filled with dust, feathers, dried ink, powdered leather -- heaven knows what, You need only to let a full streak of sunlight break into a room to 'see what the air contains. Now when you're out in the open, in the straight, clear open, you're breathing the pure oxygen, taking in argol and alcohol. with 'crery breath. Have you ever seen one of those muddy looking Highland gillies who spend their days on the windswept moors aid the open. braes and breeks? You haven(t? Well neither have I, but I've seen pictures of them, in the Scotch whisky advertisements, That makes them ruddy? That makes them live till they die? The fresh air, the alcohol.'
-Cooking out of doors -- over a fire made in the bush! How I would like to give a whole lecture on it! I'd like to get the Pope and the Archbishop of Canterbury and the Librarian of the British Museum -- I mean people who live indoors, and take them into the Canadian bush and cook them a steak! My4 Wouldn't they be surprised when I showed them that the point is you don't make a big fire but a little fire! I'd like the Pope to watch while I laid down two small logs side by side. O'd like the Archbishop to say, "But surely the logs are made too green to burn and I say "No, no, you are, I want the logs green so they won't burn! Now, witch me cook the steak--see it jump--see those ashes falling-into the pan? That's what puts the taste in .... .Excuse me I must upset it once. Now Pope you're the senior, here's yours. East it on a shingle...,. Now watch me boil the tea, boiled from the cold water up... But stnp! the Archbishop wants mote steak.
-So there's the topic, it is--real as real and one of the greatest things in the world, Eat more air, Never mind vitamins, the air is full of them, Eat the a7:r. Take it in with every bite, breathe it in with every morsel
--Tell the doctors about it? You don't need to. They know it. Don't you 0 know that every doctor, the moment he gets a few days off, beats it for the bush? Any time you go into the rough country, in the bush ane round thelakes you find it full of doctors, eating steak beside a log...., but you's hardly expect them to bring:their patients.
-THE =ION HUT
-^
-' We are publishing a letter received during the month by the Editor of the
-"Sydney Bushwalker" from John Harvey, now living at Sandy Bay, Hob-rt,Tasmania, - 'Dear Clare -- With reference to Dorothy Lawry' s article on "Rumours and Fe,ats", I do not think she nor Dot English ned have any worries about the
-alleged reaction of the Hobart Walking Club about the loss of the elion Hut in Lake St,Clair Reserve, - I understand it is just over the border from the Cradle Mountains Reserve, and thus under control of Nlti?nal Park Loard.
-I am now a fairly actilre member of the Hobart Walking Club e nd a member of the CCrie-te, and since the occurrence I have herd only one
-referenCe to the f!...-e; it was a casual remark by Mr.Jack Thwaites, a member
-of the Nationa2 leark Board, that the hut was burnt down, and he expressed regret, No other remark was paseed, the S.B.W's were not mentioned, and there was certvinly not the slightest suggestion of annoyance and hostility. The hut did not in any, case belong to the club. The Hobart walking Club
-is hot a highly organised concern like the S.B.W's.--quite a small, informal, and friendly body, and it is impossible to imagine the members getting up in arms about something that Was. a Puis aecideat,. especially as fires here are - very 'common in the bush, and do not seem to ,be.., looked upon as the major
-they are in N,S,W.
 I hope this will set at rest the minds of all concerned.'
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 IETTERS FROM TBE LADS BILLY DUKE (continued) ,
 This orderly carried the, for half a,mile - a might man is all I can say. We were packed like flies'orithe jeeps, I sat on the bonnet along with two other chaps. They're invaluable- up'this way.