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SEAFORTH, ONTARIO, JULY 24, 1969
Of Course It's Worthwhile
Among the millions throughout the
world who watched Sunday evening as
Neil Armstrong set foot on the moon
there were many who questioned wheth-
er the lunar project was worth while.
There were many who went' further
and didn't -hestitate to suggest the bil-
lions of dollars involved were being
wasted.
, When Columbus made his voyage five
hundred years ago undoubtedly there al-
so were people who wondered whether
it was worth while.
Of course it was worthwhile. Any
movement into new fields is worthwhile
and this forward step is but a first
milestone on the way to other discover-
ies as was the. sighting of land by Col-
umbus a first small step to a whole new
world.
Neither. man nor nation can stand
still any more than can towns or cities.
Certainly there are urgent problems of
today that must be met and this is re-
cognized particularly by those who at
the same time have the vision to look
forward. A nation or an individual for
that matter who concentrates on the
present at the expense of all else can
have no future. Generally too, it will be
found those who work out a balance be
tvveen the requirements of today and
the possibilities of tomorrow are doing
the better job.
It is too early to know what precise
results will flow from this latest tri-
umph of man. Certainly they will add
memorably to our knowledge of not only
space but the world in which we live.
The first man on the moon put it this
way when he said, "One small step for
man, one giant leap for mankind."
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Municipal Erosion
The erosion of local municipal re-
sponsibility which has caused such con-
cern among municipal representatives
across Ontario in recent months' upsets
even the staunchly conservative Toron-
to Telegram.
• . In an editorial entitled 'Municipal
Erosion' it states :
"Ontario Government ministers have
been publicly proclaiming their desires
to strengthen the positions of local g
ernments in recent months while, at th
same time, initiating programs likely to
have precisely the opposite result."
The editorial goes on to list some of
the areas that have been lost from local
municipal control.-
Education to country school boards
- Assessment to the province
- Air pollution to the province
. . . The GO transit service re-
presents Ontario Government invasion
of a field that used to beakconsidered a
municipal responsibility. Darcy, Mc-
Keaugh's regional government plans
will inevitably mean the death of many
small municipalities and concentration
of power in large centralized bureau-
cracies . Municipal representat-
ives are wise to fight : the erosion of loc-
al authority."
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From The Huron Expositor
July 28, 1944
Dr. B. P. D. Hurfordc Rector
St. Thomas Seaforth, has been
appointed Rector of Christ
Church, London.
A reception was held in the
hall in honor of Mr." and Mrs.
Kenneth ,Beattie. George Hab-
kirk read an address and Oliver
Pryce and Harold Dodds present-
ed each• with a purse of money.
The music for dancing was sup-,
plied by Thomas Shannon, Wil-
liam Johnson., George Love,
James Neilands, Robert Dodds,
George Smith, Reg and Glenn
Pryce, WS' Russel Bolton and
Miss Mae Campbell.
H. R. Spence and son made
a single shipment of 30,000
,pounds of dressed and boxed
chickens.
The many friends and neigh-
bors of Mr, and Mrs. Doug Law-
less of Walton, met in the Com-
munity Hall and presented them"
with a purse of money. Rev.
Hazlewopd read the 'address and
Douglas Fraser made the pre-
sentation. Kirkby and Sellars
furnished the music for danc-
ing.
Mrs. H. Wilbee has reeei d
word that her sons Pte. Willi
and Lac Thomas Wilhee he
arrived t their desti4ations.
Mr. and Mrs. John. MacTavi0i
were in Melton attending e
graduation excercises of the
C. A. F. when their son S t.
Oban received his wings as a
navigator.
Approximately 4,500 people
thronged the Lions Park for a
final nights enjoyment of the
Lions Club tenth Summer Car-
nival, One of the main features
was the presence of. the Ipper-
wash Army Pipe Band. Miss .
Lenore Habkirk, talented 'Sea-
forth girl gave an 'impromptu
tap dance.
In the Years Agone
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INJUNS ON THE WARPATH
• "Bar' the door, Matilda, and
close them shutters! Henry,
look to your flintlock? The In-
juns are on the war-path!"
Let's hope it doesn't come to
that, but the Indians of Canada,
a quarter-million of the natives
of this vast continent, have
blood in their eye, Whether" it's
a product of politics or bean
wine.
And they don't need toma-
hawks, bows and arrows, and
rusty muskets this time. They.
have two weapons which bring.
them right into the nuclear age.
One is the white man's guilt
complex, with which they be-
labor him at every opportunity.
The otheris the mass media,—
which they are using with a
skill that would make a public
relations man .turn green.
There, are some facts that
have led up to the current con-
frontation. First of all, the In-
dians were victims of one of
the-greatest con jobs ,in -history
when the various treaties were
drawn up.
Have you ever read one?
They sound great, full of poet-
ic stuff like, "As-long as the
rivers run to the sea and the
grass grows to the sky and the
mountains do not fall down . .
etc., etc." Then comes the
crunch, in the small print. As
long as the Indian stays on his
reserve, and out of the -white
man's hair (especially the scalp)
he and his children shall re-
ceive an annual bounty from the
Great White Queen across the
Big Water. .
For a whole Indian band, it
might be 1,000 pounds sterling.
Not cash annually, but only the
interest thereon. Figure ont
sometime what the interest is
A promising secretary
had better make good, at
least on the, filing, if she
wants to keep her job.
by Bill Smiley
on 1,000 pounds sterling in 1969.
Yes, inflation has caught up
with the Indian, too.
Treaty Day, according to old-
timers, used to be a real fair
at the 'reserves. Each Indian
family received its share of the .
loot and avaricious merchants
gathered' from miles around to
separate the Indian and his
treaty money as quickly as pos-
sible. Today, he might be able
to buy a few bottles of wine.
Setond, the Indian culture, or
what's left of it, is quite dis-
similar to that of the White
man's. It is based on communal,
rather than cut-throat, society.
The romantic refers back to the
"noble' red man". The pragmat- ,
ist calls him "a shiftless buM".
Neither is anywhere near' the
truth, He is a human being. He's
neither red nor any more noble
than the rest of us.
Third, the paradox exists that
the Indian has special privi-
leges (medical care, free educa-
tion, no taxes on the reserve,
etc.) and yet he is underprivi-
leged (inferior housing and edu-
cation, plus plain old discrimin-
ation, social 'and economic.)
And now, the Federal gov-
erninent, with a cold logic that
seems to seep down from Mr.
Trudeau, says,"Put up or shut
up. If you aren't happy about
the Way we run things, do It
yourself.." This, after years of
treating reserves with all the
largesse and benevolence usual-.
ly associated with an °Than-
age.
The Federal government pro-
poses to dump the Indian prob-
lem on the provincial govern-
ments and the Indians themsel-
ves, all in the course of five
years, then fold its tent and
steal off into the night. The
provincial governments want
the Indian problem like they
want the Black Plague. So do
the Indians.
For the latter, the Canadians
government's new policy is a
smoke-screen to cover failure.
For., the young Indians, dissolu-
tion of the reserves is like burn-
ing your boati behind you. For
the middle-aged • and elderly, it
is terrifying.
Indian leader Wilmer Nadji-
Won of Cape Croker put it suc-
eintly, if over-sitnply, when he
said the new legislation would
atm" an Indian to sell' his prop-
erty for two bottles of wine.
That doesn't solve a problem.
It creates one.
The Indians don't want as-
similation. They want help to
get on their feet and some re-
dress for 200 years of being
considered second-class Cana-
dians.
Some reserves are worthless,
mere slum areas. Some are ex-
tremely valuable as potential re-
sort areas. How does everybody
get a fiir share if these lands
are handed back to the, Indians
themselves, for disposal as they
see fit?
You're not going to settle
that one in five years, Pierre
Elliott.
EverY once in a while it gets
to be one hour or so before col-
umn deadline time 'and I still
haven't decided what I should
write ,about.
It usually happens when my
mind is preoccupied with other
thoughts which seem more
pressing. To be perfectly frank,
I don't know how in the world I
can write anything coherent this
week at all. I'm absolutely flab-
ergasted by the happenings of
the past week or so,
I used to think the Kellar
family was a pretty stable group.
For almost one decade of our
married life (it has now been
15 long years since we took the
fatal step) we were settled in
one spot, expecting to live out
our days in that same location,
So certain was I that we were
permanent fixtures at that ad-
dress, I planted a gorgeous
flame red climbing rose bush. I
had hoped it would crawl around'
the front porch and someday,
when my grandchildren admired
it I would say to them, "Yes
dears, I planted that .when your.
daddy was just a little Tyke like
you!"
' Well, just when the rose bush
was at the peak of its blooming
season, our farm property was
sold. We moved on into the vill-
age where sweat and tears (and
several thousand dollars in cash)
produced a fine, one-storey
house. It had everything I'd ever
From The Huron Expositor
July 25, 1919
The barn on the farm of
Liam Rathwell, Goshen Line
Stanley Twp. was destroyed by
fire.
August Guhr has started his
dreamed of, except a rose bush.
So, I planted another flame
red climbing bush. I nursed it
along like a baby in the not-so-
hot soil in that area. My efforts
were rewarded with another
beautiful rose bush. But alas,
during the second year of its
bloom the property was sold.
We moved down the street to' a
small • but attractive home my
husband had painstakingly re-
scued from abandonment.
I was determined I wouldn't
plant a rose bush, particularly
not a flame red• climbing, rose
bush. There was just, too many
memories connected with the
culture of roses as far as I was
concerned.
But out behind the house un-
der some old rubble I discovered
a few shoots of a plant that
faintly resembled a rose bush, I
dug around it the first summer
and was rewarded with some
fresh shoots.
The next summer the shoots
grew healthier and stronger.
had to tie them up on a makes-
. shift' trellis I found in the gar-
age. This spring, the rose bush
leaves were sleek and satiny
and there were literally hun-
dreds of buds on the plant,
Two weeks ago they burst
forth in glorious deep pink col-
or, Such a mass of flowers you
have ever seen! The very next
day, the house and the rose
bush were sold.
dredge in the Maitland river at
McGregor's in Hullett and has
been doing splendid work.
Sgt. W. T. Hays and Mrs.
Hays, both of whom have re-
cently returned from overseas,
were guests of Mr. and Mrs. T.
E. Hays.
John Dorsey has purchased
the interest of his partner in the
grocery business which they
have been carrying on, in the
Campbell block.
Misses Ella and MaberTurnbull
and Miss Olive Rankin have
passed their examinations in the
School of Faculty.'
At, a most enthusiastic meet-
ing of the citizens held in the
Carnegie Library the following
officials were appointed for the
Veteran 's Day celebration.
Chairman, R. S. Hays; secretary,
A. D. Sutherland, Treasurer,
James G. Mullen, executive
council, C. P. Sills; Charles
Stewart, A. F. Cluff, W. P.
Grieve, F. Sills," Chas. Aberhart;
decdrating; John Broderick,
Elton Umbach, D. F. Buck, Har-
ry Pierce; parade, W, P. Grieve,
John Beattie, J. D. Hinchley,.
Harry Stewart, Robert Smith;
sports; M. Broderick, Dan Shan-
ahan, Joe Sills, Charles Barber,
Harold Turner, George Eaton,
Frank Keale.
A reception was held, at the
home of Janies Scott, Cromarty
near the village to welcome
home Thomas Laing and Lieuts.
Howe and Mahaffy.
James Hill of Stratford visited
with his parents, Mr. nd Mrs.
George Hill, Brucefield. His.
wife was a passenger on the
Grampian when the vessel struck
.an ice berg and was badly dis-
abled. The passengers.were put
aboard the Empress of England
and again sailed for Liverpool.
From The Huron Expositor
July 27, 1894
While engaged at road work
on. ,the 18th concession of Grey
the men found what is supposed
to be a boar's jaw and tusk in a
good state of preservation in the
gravel pit on Harry MeNaughts
farm.
D.-D. Wilson has sold the eat-
Our new home is not new at
all. It is an old white brick two-
storey structure in another towp.
'The place is in need of renovat-
ions and my handyman hus-
band is anxious to get the job
underway.
While he carefully examin-
ed the structure of the place. I
strolled out to the yard to look
for rose bushes. I wasn't dis-
appointed. Although the .garden
has been left to grow wild for
several years now, I recognized
the signs of a scrubby little rose
bush struggling to breathe amid
the grass and the undergrowth.
Almost from habit I bent down
to clear away the debris to give
the valiant bush a chance to
thrive., And then I stopped, re-
membering those other rose
bushes at those other homes. I
really didn't know whether I
wanted that little plant to sur-
vive.
So 'now you know why I'm in
a muddle. We're getting ready
to move again and the precious
stability we once knev)eis wither-
ing with the rose bushes. We're
becoming real nom ds and I'm
afraid to plant or pamper any-
thing that resembles a rose bush
in ease it gets worse.
Actually I don't.mind moving
around. It keeps ohe from going
stale. I only wonder why roses
play such a significant role in
lay destiny . and if I should
remove all traces of them from
my life, just in ease.
meal mill to Walter Thompson,
the former proprietor.
Charles Bartliff is erecting
on his property on John Street
one of the handsomest residenc-
es in town. Mr. Joseph Keating
has the contract.
New Beal telephones have been
placed ip the Town hall, the
water-works, and in E. Dawson's
liquor store.
Henry Monteith, 2nd, concess-
ion Tuckersmith, has the honor
of being the first to deliver
wheat of this season's growth
into the Seaforth Market. This
was delivered 'to the. Ogilvie
mill. It weighed 63% lbs. steed-
Messrs, Robb Bros. had a bad
runaway. John Robb was on the
Roxboro Rd. near Garrow's place
and was shutting the gate when
the horse took fright and start,
ed to run. He was finally caught
in a barbed wire fence.
The Children, teachers and
_friends of First Presbyterian
Church Sabbath schools of Sea-
forth and Roxboro, had their
annual picnic at John Scott's
groye, McKillop Twp.'
From My Window
— By Shirley J. Keller