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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron Expositor, 1972-11-23, Page 2Since 1860, Serving the Community First ANWieklied at SEAFORTH, ONTARIO, eize'ry Thursday morning by McLEAN BROS., Publishers Ltd. ANDREW Y. MCLEAN, Editor . Member Canadian Weekly Newspaper Association Ontario Weekly Newspaper Association and Audit Bureau of Circulation Newspapers Subscription Rates: Canada (in advance) $8.00 a Year Outside Canada (in advance) $10.00 a Year SINGLE COPIES.— 20 CENTS EACH Second Class Mail Registration Number 0696 Telephone 527.0240 (Nesbit In the Tears Aigonp SEAFORTH, ONTARIO, November 23, 1972, If milk why not pork ? The writer's medical knowledge of the beneficial health possibilities in- curred through consump- tion of milk is limited to the—fact that.numerous acquaintances resort to frequent use of the milk jug when an "ulcer uproar" takes control in their stomach. The lactic coat- ing, these people claim,, calms the savagely in the 'belt regipn of their an- atomy. The "great milk debate" now raging with regard to either free or subsidized milk for Perth County.,el- ementary school children, and the 'numerous claims - and counter-claims re- garding the beneficial use of milk are completely be- yond our medical terms of reference. It does appear, however, that benefits obtained through consump- tion of milk should not necessarily be at the ex- pense of the tax-payers. "The great advantage to the milk producers, other than the obvious upsurge of milk intake, is the To the Dear Editor, Why have a town council at all, Why not just„ let a regional government take over the running of our town. It is going to happen, and maybe sooner than you think. What's wrong with a regional government. you ask? It has happehed ,to other communities. Well, just ask some of the people who live under a regional government and you will find out. Higher taxes goes without saying. And you can count on it, Seaforth, be- ing the smallee t town in Huron county, would have the least influence and bene- fit 'of any town. Would you like to help pay the cost of a new industrial area in some Other town? If you h"aye a com- plaint abbut something In Seaforth would you want to wade through all the beau- rocratic red tape of a regional govern- ment? You wouldn't simply walk down the main street and unload your pro-, blem on one of the town council mem- bers. There would no longer be a town council! So" what's all this talk about re- gional government you say? Who says we're going to have a regional govern-' ment? Well folks, it's as sure as death and taxes - it will come! Regional government is bred by APATHY. It is bred by people in towns like ours • who don't give a damn. ' By people who complain about the way Seaforth is be- ing governed but don't do anything about it 'but complain. A perfect example was shown at the recent "town meeting." Eighteen people were sufficiently in- terested to attend, and four of the eighteen had reports to present. AP ATHYI! Explains Dear Editor • I am asking the privilege of reply ing to a letter in your paper 'of Nov. 16th and wish to state the facts as clear- ly as possible. Oh March 16th, 1972, the Huron County Board of Education received from Cal- vin ,Christian School Board a request to co-operate in transportation: This was referred to bur transportation man- ager, Mr. Bob Cunningham to digcuss with the Calvin Christian School Board anie area that could be beneficial to both Boards. After considerable study and meetings with the Calvin. Christian School Boar's Mr. Cunningham presented a recommend- ation for Board approval on Augiist 21st 1972. . "That this Board enter into a trans- portation agreement with the Calvin_ Christian .School Board for a trial per- iod from Sept. to Dee: 1972. To trans- port the students involved providing that the students live on Huron County Board Of Education routes and thereby no additional miles accrue and that the Calvin Christian School Board re-im- huge this Board their proportionate coet on the routes involved." At this meeting a delegation from Calvin Christian Moo' Board with Cecil BriiinSite as spokesman staled they were not interested in a cost sharing agree- ment but expected the Huron County board of Education to provide them with transportation free of charge. The fact-'that milk drinking can best be ingrained in personal habits by a regular diet of the-liquid. If the child is not re- quired to drink milk at home (and thus become accustomed to it as a regular beverage) he or She'could well acquire the habit at school. The advertising benefits of such a .scheme must be very apparent to all: With thit in mind, it would appear that any sub- sidization of milk in the school should be carried out at, the expense of those whi) stand to gain, namely the milk-producers. Otherwise, in all fair- ness,,why should the stu- dents, not get free pork sandwiches to A-id the pork producers ; free eggs to aid the egg producer, and so on ad infinitum? The past federal election proved rather conclusively that a great majority of the tax-payers have "had it'" insofar as "free" is concerned. (St.Marys Journal-Argus) Want another example? Take a look at our recent nominations for council. At five o'clock on the night nominations closed we had two people running for mayor; two fo r deputy reeve; one for reeve; and seven for council. By five o'clock the next day the field shrunk down to one for mayor; one for deputy reeve; one for reeve; and FIVE for council. To form a council we must have six. The only horserace is for the P.U.C. where three ,are going for the two man position. So what happens now? It's simple, another nomination has been called. But the damage is • already done. The five people (of whom I am one) are elected by acclamation. And of, the five, three are "green- horns". 'The citizens of Seaforth had a chance to decide who they wanted to. represent them on • the town coun- cil, but not any more. There won't be an election for mayor, or reeve, or deputy reeve, or councillors because there were not enough candidates. APATHY!!! Seaforth is a good town. It has a great number of good, well-qualified peo- ple who could very ably represent the citizens of the town. But where were they on November 13th? The word Apathy, is a dangerous word. Apathy can devour a town like Seaforth. It can only be stamped-out by you. Whe* our town calls for an- other nomination for the sixth council- lor, you can do your bit by submitting your nomination paper. It's up to you. Is it going to be a horserace or another ',councillor by acclamation"? Wayne Ellis Huron County Board of Education voted unanimously to reject this request. The echool act states that a Board ,may trans- port students to and from a school it operates. I also stated ;that It is costing the Huron County Elementary school rate- payers $28,955.00 because 193 students living in the county do not attend our schools. Provincial grant structure is such that the larger the student pop- ulation in relation to equalized assess- ment the larger 'the grant. Our grant for ordinary expenditure for the El- ementary schools in 1972 is 70.7 per- cent. U the 193 students were attending our schools our grant for 1972 would be 71.39 per cent. Our Elementary School budget for ordinary expenditures for 1972 is .,,.,$4,294,495.00. Add to this the cost of absorbing 193• students in our Sys- tem and subtract from this the dif- ference in grants and you will get a reduction to be raised by levy from the tax payers ot$28,955.00. In conclusion may I say that the Hur- on County Board of Education have, the smallest administration staff of any Board its size in Ontario. The ordinary expenditures per student for the Elementary Schools in this county are the 5th lowest in Ontario. Triisting 'this will clear up some of the misunderstanding- in the Minds of some people. John Broadfoot NOVEMBER 26, 1897. The other night a thief broke into No. 3 Stephen School and stole an over- coat belonging to the teacher, R. N. Creech. Messrs. Elliott & Mitchell of Varna have shipped 1800 barrels of apples to the Old Country this season. While John Livingston, of Staffa was threshing for Jonah Symonds near 'Far- quhar, a fire started in the straw which nearly destroyed the whole of the build- ings as the barn was on fire three times. James McMichael, Prepident of the Seaforth Bowling Club, entertained the members of the club at a complimentary dinner at the Commercial Hotel. On his right sat Mr. Robertson, the winner of the McMichael tankard and on his left R.S.Hays, winner of the Flanigan cup. The barn of James Lee, who resides on the Huron Road, east of Seaforth, was totally destroyed by fire, together with the season's crop. The only things that Were saved were a few implements and • the stock. - D. D. Wilson of town had shipped from BrusgeIs a car load of turkeys to the Old Country. While coming along one of the con- cessions on his way to town, James Sproat , one of D.D.Wilson's teamsters struck a bad piece of road. His wagon upset and his load of eggs was tumbled over the ground. The fine weather at Hensall, has given place to 'a snow storm and it now Seems as though we are going to have winter. The carriage makers have faith in a good winter's sleighing inkensall, as is evidenced by the large Tumber of cutters they are turning out. Messrs. Coleman of town have pur- chased the office fittings of Logan's bank and have placed them in their own office. NOVEMBER 24, 1922 The Grand Trunk station at Brussels was burned to the ground with a loss that cannot be estimated as yet. There were exceptionally large shipments of freight and express in the building and nothing was saved. The previous station was destroyed by fire on July Ist, 1899. Pat McGrath of St. Columban nar- rowly escaped serious injury. While attemtping to tie a bull, the brute turned on him, inflicting a wound on his leg, which required several stitches. Elton Heist, who has been in the west for the past two years has re- turned to Winthrop and looks as if the west agreed with him. A. A. Cuthill of Winthrop has had his house wired by W.R.Reid of Sea, forth, and George Sills is installing a furnace. The store keeper, W.C.Bennett at Winthrop is doing a great business in, the line of fowl this fall. The annual bazaar under the auspices of the Barbara Kirkman Auxiliary of First Presbyterian Church was held in the s old post office building and was an unqualified success. The • total proceeds amounts to $485,00. F. S. Savauge returned this week from a hunting trip in, the North Bay district. He brought a fine deer home with him, E. H. Close, the local McLatighliti agent, delivered a .very handsome McLaughlin „sedan to C. Aberhart. Peter Eckert of Manley has returned from his first hunting trip and was suc- cessful in capturing a bear and his other colleagues all captured a deer each. - Robert, Doig has purchased the farm of the late Wm. Chesney, Egmondville. Rueben Frost is erecting a handsome bungalow on East William Street. D. A. Cantelon, coal Merchant of Hensall, has been gladdening a number of homes by the delivery of mueh sought and prized coal. ' NOVEMBER 28, 1947. Among those Huron County Reeves who were returned to office by accla- mation at nominations this. week are, Reeve John Armstrong, Hullett; Reeve Cecil Johnston, Ashfield and Reeve Alvin W. Kerslake, Hensall. Approximately 350 persons attended the Huron County Federation of Agri- culture banquet in cardno's Hall. Rus- sel T. Bolton introduced 'the guests at the head table, as well as Mayor M.A. Reid, Seaforth, Reeve F.S.Sills, Rev. A, W. Gardiner of Egmondville United Church. The Egmondville ladies catered for the banquet. A special meeting of the Seaforth Council( approved the purchase 'of a new fire truck and pumper. The new truck replaces the vehicle which hag been in service for 25 years. Jarrott 'Bros. of Kippen; have de- cided to s convert the big brick "house at the C.N.R. station into an up-to-date apartment house and carpenters and plumbers are already on the job. The neighbors of Mr. and Mrs. Thos. Dignap, Kippen, who- are leaving for London met at their home and played progressive trokinole. The final prize was won by Gladys Chapman and the consolation by Mrs. H. Norris. Messrs. Alex McGregor, Cecil Pul- lman, Hugh McMillan and Wilfrid Tre- meet were in Toronto attending the Royal Winter Fair. Mr. and Mrs. John Scotchmer Sr. of Bayfield celebrated their golden wedding anniversary. They formerly -lived one mile south of Bakfield and later, moved to Fargo, N. Dak., returning five years later 'to the farm ,on,the Brcinson Line where they have lived for 43 years. The grounds of Leadbury school, south of Walton, are to be vastly im- proved. Fred Sinclair has donated some land to the school section, and it is the intention of rate payers to erect swings and other equipment. Clarence Ryan of Dublin, has bought the farm ,of Gerald O'Hara, McKillop Twp. Miss Mary Hays, bride elect of December has been honored during the past two weeks at. the following events: cup and saucer shower at Mrs. J.W. Free's home; kitchen shower at the home of Mrs. C.P.Sills; dinner party at the Windsor Hotel,-Stratford, when Mrs. J.C. Crich and Miss Anne Downey were hos- tesses and a presentation made. 'Also the following ladieS entertained for her, Mrs. Alex Bethune, Mrs. B:F.Christie, Mrs. Wm. Arrient, Miss Alice Daly, Miss Mabel Turnbull and Mrs. Harold Barry. Occasionally, I succumb to a great disenchantment with life. At those times I feel that some days are bad, and all the others are badder. Yesterday was one of the badder ones. It *.iga., e at 2 a.m., which I think anyone \OH agrke is a bad time to start a day. I had the Gallipoli disease. It's called this for two reasons. First, it- was rampant among the poor sods trying to capture Gallipoli in World War 1, when the Australians lost more men to dysentery than they did to Turks. Second, it keeps you galloping, back and forth, forth and back, until there's something like a tunnel ,between your bedroom and your bathroom. Eventually, you are so weak it's an effort to pick up a Kleenex .and have a honk. Enough to make a bad day, you'd k, say. Oh, no. It had to be badder. That's the 'way the gods work. When they single you out for a going-over, they're not going to be happy with a mere case of dire rear. After waiting for months for. me to organize some storm , window work, my wife had finally got cracking, which she should have done in the first place, and hired two young men to take off and wash and put back the storm windows. Four of them had been removed last spring .and sat in the patio all summer, ga- thering twigs and dead flies. The other's had never come off. The windows, that is. Looking through them was like having , a bad case of myopia. You could tell there was light coming through, but everything else was just a sort of blur. Anyway, she had hired two of the most unlikely window-washers in town, a couple of former students of mine. Personally, though I like the pair, I wouldn't hire them to dig a grave. For a cat. r However, as they weren't on welfare or unemployment insurance at the time, they leaped at the opportunity. After they'd checked on the going rate and agreed „0, it was adequate. Barely. Not that they were immature or any- thing . Oh, no. They'd done their Grand Tour of Europe. One had spent six Weeks in jail in the Netherlands. They'd had four or five jobs since, in such productive in- dustries as leatherwork and making health 'food. Well, they arrive to do the windows the day I am almost on hands and knees with the Gallipoli. Bright and early. Eleven This writer may be called many things, but never an insomniac. My husband tells me that as I'm getting into bed and my head is nearing the pillow, I'm already 90 percent asleep. That's a fair assessment of the situation, I think. I love to sleep. I always have. Our youngest son has many of my characteristics - he's lovable, gentle and kind. But when it 'come to getting up in the morning, he's exactly like his father - wide awake at the Crack"' of dawn and eager to get going at some- thing, anything, which will get him„ out of bed.ne One day last week,' our youngest ^son - aged six years - lost his first baby tooth. It was no accident. It was an act of Mother Nature, a perfectly nat- ural,process of growing older. In anticipation of the coming of the Tooth Fairy, our son placed his tooth under his pillow and climbed into bed 'at a very early hour. Do you think the tooth fairy will come?" I asked him, hoping he'd tell me he wasn't too sure about it. "Why certainly," he exlaimed in his most grown-up tone of voice. "He comes to other boys and girls. Why wouldn't he come for me?" I had to admit his faith was strong and lively. I also realized the Tooth Fairy was in for a financial fleecing: "How much is a tooth worth do you think?" I asked, trying to get an idea juSt what being the Tooth Fairy for a six- vyoelay. re old of an inflation era would in- "Oh, about five dollars," he said, matter-of-factly. "Five dollars," I retorted in utter amazement. "Boy,' that's a lot more, than the Tooth Fairy used to leave when your brother and sister were dealing with him. I hadn't realized inflation would affect the Tooth Fairy." For the first time, I saw my son's assurance slip a trifle. He winced a little and adjusted his sites a bit. "Well, maybe 25 cents is about all," he said, watching my face carefully for a reaction. • So as the bedside lamp was turned Out for the night, the matter was set- tled. The price was 25 cents --- and we both, knew somehow the Tooth Fairy was informed about the deal. ' It was 5 a.m. when I. heard the first rumblings from down the hall the next morning. Our 'son apparently was not surprised to find his tooth Missing and a bright, shiny- quarter in its place. In fact, he wasn't evep excited enough to report his good fortune to' the family. But he was too • excited to get back to sleep...or even to be quiet. Initially it was just humming. Then the singing began. Before long, it had built to a strong, rousing singing, clap- ping, stamping session that aroused the whole household. " When challenged about his noisy be- haviour, our son prordised to -be more quiet. He was. He began the awful tip-toeing routine, up and down the stairs, through the entire honse, into our bed- room to check on the clock, over to the whit' to look, for the first signs a.m. All I want to do is crawl into bed and feel forsaken. No chance. A brisk ringing of the doorbell. "Well, here we are", cheerily. A groan from me. They had a long ladder borrowed from a long-suffering father. Nothing else. I guess they were going to pry the windows off and wash them with the ladder. My wife mustered cloths and cleaning fluid. I dug up a hammer and screw-driver, which took me many minutes and many oaths., They set to work, and I nearly had a 'nervous breakdown. •I cowered in the living-room. They're right there 'at the windows, grinning cheerfully, smearing the dirt around on the panes. They need a step-ladder. Haul it up from the basement with the last possible ounce of strength. Retreat to the bedroom. There's one of them up there, perched on the ladder, shouting at me to whack the storm windows from the inside. I whack and shudder, waiting, cringing, for the sound of a six- 0 foot storm window shattering into tiny bits. Or the sound of the ladder crashing through the inside window. Or the thud of a body hitting the turf. Wonder whether I have insurance to cover, first, the glass, second, the body. No idea.. This went on for a couple of hours. Shouts, imprecations, poundings. I was in a state of collapse and the old lady wasn't much better. I was wishing I'd gone to school, even on a °stretcher. But I guess the gods, •besides torment- ing people like me, look after those who need looking after. Neither of them fell, even as much as eight feet. They finished the job. And they were there,, very business-like, 'for the cheque. They also had some terse remarks about the inade- quacy Of our cleaning 'materials and we felt properly guilty. Try it some day when you have the Gallipoli and a couple of nitwits doing your storm windows. A badder day. But it wasn't over. I finally .got to bed, whimpering with relief. 'My Wife came in and said she's been talking to our daughter, who has a great rip-off idea. She's going to Cuba, and has a plan. She'll write a couple 'of columns for me, free. All I have to do it pay her for them. Baddest. However, silver lining department. By staying at- home, I had missed a three-and-a-quarter hour staff meeting, which is an abomination on the face of the earth. , So, all in all, rnaybenot such abed day, after all. of daylight. And those 'whispers. -Those infuria- ting whispers. "When is it time for you to get up, mom?" he'd whisper, his lips right ag— ainst my ear. "Is•it soon going.to be morning?" Can't you be more quiet?" I asked several times. "Mammy and daddy are tired. Wp want 'to sleep. Go back to your bed.", Rejected and repulsed, our son left our bedroom to console himself in the kitchen. Before long I heard the frig door slam and sound of milk being pour- , ed. • Then there was the click of the toaster and the smell of bread getting crusty and brown. Soon it was the scrap- ing of the jam jar. Next the lip smack- ing. After that, the long high-pitched whine of the empty television channel as it waits to begin the day's programming. Louder and louder grew the whine as our son tried in vain to get some dia- logue or music. Then, with one sud- den burst or ear-shattering sound Of O Canada, brass band and choir. It was at this point I rose .from the bed and :descended to the downstairs. On my way I glanced at the clock which declared the hour was 6 a.m. I con- fronted our son. "Where's your library book?" I asked him, switching off the television. "I dunno," he answered, sensing My mood: "We"11 find it," I stated. "Look on top of the frig." With one swift movement, he was into the kitchen, up on the step-stool retrieving the book. ''NOw upstairs, into your room," I ordered, now feeling a surge of power. "Turn on your light and read your lib- rary book - quietly - with your door shut. I'm going back to bed and I don't want to be disturbed for at least one 0 • hour." He obeyed.. Two hours later at B a.m., a very sweet little boy softly stroked niy face. "Y ou going to work mom?" he asked, shyly. "Yes, " I replied, taking his •little hand in mine and squeezing it., "You'd better getupthen," he offered. "You'll be late." I agreed and began to stretch and yawri the way mothers izrespecially sleepy ones - do sometimes. "The, Tooth Fairy, came," he told me. "He did?" I asked. • "Yep, and he left 25 cents," he said, eyes wide open. "That's not much. Some kids get more. But It was -too early to spend it anyway. So I'm going to wait until Saturday. Maybe• I'll see something you would • like for Christ- mas. You vO .know •at I mean?" I knew_ what he meant. And if a mother has to be wakened from a sound sleep early in the morning, there's no- body nicer in the whole world to do it than one's own little son. Don't you agree? Sugar and Spice by Bill Sinil37 Editor: There is apathy in our town school bus decision O 4 4/ From My Window — By Shirley J. Keller — w.