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SEAFORTH, ONTARIO, DECEMBERI9, 1974
The first census
Once upon a time, there was a
writer who liked to tell stories. Often
he would link up the events, in a story
with some contemporary happening.
The writer was a Doctor named
Luke. One of his best known stories
was about a pregnant girl at the time
of the first Census.
it was a peculiar kind of Census.
There were no mail-irl questionnaires.
No Census -takers knocked on your.
door. As a matter of fact, it was the
other way around - you knocked on
the door of the Census taker. If you
insisted upon doing that to -day, you
would likely scare the government out
of its Census.
However, the Census takers today
have sophisticated • methods for
collecting data and, feeding it into
computers along with pension
cheques and the time tables of high
school students. The government has
more reason than ever to be scared
out of its Census.
Canada has a popuation of over
twenty-two million. Accordinq to
archaelogists, the whole thing got
started by Asian tribes who migrated
agross the Bering Strait. The way we
treat the Indians and Eskimos (the
descendants of the Asian Tribes) we
seem to have lost our Bering.
The world population is about three
billion. Every month, we add another
six million. We're pretty good at
counting people but we're beginnin�g�
to get concerned about how we!?e
going to educate, clothe,, feed and
house them, provide medical care,
social security, employment and look
after their garbage.
In Bethelehem, right in the midst of
that first Census, a young couple had
a baby.
While the whole country thought
the important task was to count
people, this child came into the world
to tell us that people count.
Rt. Rev. Wilbur K. Howard
Minister, Ennanual United Church
Ottawa; Moderator, The united
Church of Canada.
Where's the peace and goodwill
Ours is not a world of peace and
gioodwill arrTong men. •_�. In Africa, rival races of blacks and
whites struggle ---in the open and in
secret, with and without violence ---
for dominance;
In the Middle East; great powers
escalate each other's• armament bids.
Fighting has become so
commonplace in some places that
newspapers hardly � report it any
more: Viet Nam, Northern Ireland,
Cyprus ... And the repression of an
entire continent is ignored - in South
.America an unofficial alliance of
=-m l`itary regimes tightens the screws
on a hundred million poor.
And in Bangladesh and India and
who knows how many more centres of
suffering, millions more die the slow
agony of starvation.
There seems to be something
incongruous about celebrating
Christmas in such a world. For
Christmas speaks of kindness and
Cove, pegbe and goodwill.
Yet we should remember that the
first Christmas was not a peaceful'
one. The baby Jesus was born into a
world of tyranny, of hate, of vicious
dictators and treacher,.ous politicians.
In an effort to destroy t11#I>hllp, a
pitiless Herod..slough#er,lF`J, ttFr
children of Bethlehem Oor Was ffe'
life of Jesus particularly peaceful. He
was always under suspicion, always
under attack. His life was a conflict
with forces of evil, forces which
eventually brought him to the Cross.
So in celebrating Christmas, we
should see in the one called Christ a
c'hallenge, not only to the Herods and
Pilates of 2,000 years ago, b ut to
those of every day, of every elation.
That was the hope, of. Christmas
then. It is still the hope, of Christmas
today. But we need to work harder to
realize that hope.
To the Editor
Help Santa, drive carefully?
Dear Sir:
Every year, my job in Canada becomes a
little bit harder, in spite of — or perhaps
because of — our vast technological
achievements.
You see; each year. I receive a larger
number of heartbreaking letters from
young folk who say they could manage
without Christmas p esents if only I could
send Daddy back. M� research shows that
Daddy was in a fatal: traffic accident, and it
is very hard for a little one to understand
]tow it is Daddy can go off to work. fishing,
shopping etc. right: as rain, but never come
back.
ask for the help of all the drivers in your
coverage area? We have just come through
Safe Driving Week in Canada, and
everybody has seen a barrage of safety
messages. Please remember them, not
only through the hustle and bustle of this
holiday season, but all ' through 1975,
Then. I will be better able to concentrate
on finding the kind of gifts that make up
the more routine requests from our
children. Let's have no more sad, desperate
faces at Christmas time.
Wishing you and yours a very merry and
safe Christmas ! Ho Ho Ho,
Ian the Years A.gone
DECEMBER 15, 1899
The village was enlivened by the arrival
of a special train from London, carrying N.
M. Contine for St. Joseph farm,
accompanied by 23 capitalists from
Montreal and Quebec, who had come with
a view of visiting many and starting up new
enterprises.
Miss Nettie Fulton of Hensall who has
been engaged with Mr. Procter, general
merchant, Zurich, has returned home.
A very pretty wedding took place at the
home of Mr, and Mrs. Wm. McGavin,
Leadbury, when their youngest daughter,
Miss Soohia was joined in wedlock to John
L. Kerr, a prosperous. farmer near
Seaforth.
Munn Bros. of Leadbury have got their
new saw mill nearly completed.
Geo., Rowe of Leadbury°has built a little
house on the border of the pine swamp and
intends, -keeping bachelor's hall chis winter.
W'.1Vaheeof'Fat'quli9r,1k4L1Ads building
a brick 'reside rree• nett' summer and''is 40W. •
making preparations for the same.
The young people from Blake
congregation drove to Varna'and presented
their ' pastor Rev. McDonald, with an
address -and a well filled purse.
The past master general has authorized
a daily mail to run between St. Joseph and
Zurich.
Samuel Dickson, Post Master in
Seaforth, showed the Expositor..A photo. It 1
was the picture of a log liWe off the farm
of,-*muel Carnochan in Tuckersmith. The
photo was taken by J.P.Henderson of
Seaforth.
B.B.Gunn of town has leased the store
formerly occupied by Geo. Baldwin and is
having it fitted up for groceries. He
will then have four stores.
A. W. Stobie, of town, has purchased
and shipped over seven tons, of. poultry
since November 1st.
Last week, Robert Winter shipped 142
lambs from the station here.
D. D. Wilson & Co. are shipping out the
last of their pickled -eggs this week,
A couple of Chinamen struck town a day
or two ago and intend embarking in the
laundry business,
John McAllister of Hillsgreen has sold a
fine heavy draft colt to T.J.Berry of
Hensall. The price paid was' $150.00.
J. Lee of Londesboro, while driving a
load of lumber from Goderich , had the
misfortune to slip off, breaking several of
his ribs.
R. J. Beatty, of S.S.No. 14 Stanley is
about -4o' make•..a change: The trustees of
S.S.No. 5. Tuckersmith have secured his
services.
Messrs. Jowett Bros. of Bayfield have
men engaged building a skating rink.
Geo. -Coates, of New York and a
graduate of'the Expositor Office was hers
visiting friends and relatives and has
purchased the Central Hotel in Wingham.
James Murray, of Grand Forks, Dakota.
a former graduate of The Expositor, was
here visiting his mother and brothers.
united in marriage.
A.D.Sutherland was in Clinton recently
giving an address on "How to run an Old
Boys Reunion". He was accompanied by.
John, Broderick.
At the municipal elections held in
Halkirk, Alta. Alva Westcott was elected a
councillor.
If the blizzard was an advance sample,
we are in for a real old time winter.
We have had more snow and more
sleighing than we have had for several
years past.
A host of friends join with the•Expositor
in extending congratulations and best
wishes to Thos. E. Hays who celebrated his
87th birthday on Dec. 17th.
The Salvation Army held a very
successful Christmas tree and entertain-
ment. The chair was occupied by Dr. Ross
Savauge.
The W.M.S.'at Staffa held a quilting at
the parsonage on Tuesday afternoon.
Mc..and Mrs.Neil Gillespie of Seaforth
spent a few dfi�s recently 'with Mr. James
Laing at Cromarty.
A keenly contested shooting match was
held near Hensall when a large number of
crack shots were present.
The concert held in Carmel Presbyterian
Church, Hensall, under the auspices of the
church choir was largely attended and
much enjoyed, The proceeds amounted to
$90.00.
Messf•s. Will. and John Craig, hensall,
are having some improvements made to
their dwelling on Queen Street.
DECEMBER 16,1949
W. P. Th ompson, former reeve of
Tuckersmith, observed his 80th birthday.
The day was spent quietly at the home of
Mr. and Mrs.Ed. Boyes' of Egmondville.
Over 300 persons availed themselves of
the opportunity to try for their Christmas
turkey or chickens when the Canadian
Legionsponsored a successful bingo in aid
of organized sports for winter and summer.
Charles Reeves, 38 year old employee of
the Seaforth Public Utility Commission
suffered a fractured right leg, when he was
trapped in a six foot excavation.
John McNabb was re-elected reeve of
Grey Township, obtaining a clear cut
majority of 73'votes over his rival, Clifford
Rowland.
A. W. '°Sillery was elected chosen
president of the Seaforth Branch of the
Canadian Legion.
Ribbon -snipping was the order of the
day by the Hon. Geo. Doucett: as well as
cutting the ribbon across the new bridge at
the Bayfield River. He snipped another
ribbon at the main intersection at Clinton
top open a new highway connecting link.
Something unusual in flower picking
transpired -when Ray Holmes picked some
pansies in full bloom.
While carrying out alterations in the
former Van Egmond home in Egmondville
Wilson C. Oke discovered a number of old
newspapers. included was a copy of the
Sun dated .tan. 12th, 1885.
The death occurred in Scott Memorial
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By ,fall Smiley
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In the so-called good old days, a great
many who are now middle-aged men were
in the newspaper business. That is, they
had .a paper route and made a bit of
spending money, even in the depression
years.
I was closely associated with a paper
route myself, although I didn't exactly
have one. My kid brother did" I was sort of
his business manager or financial adviser.
Every Saturday night, after he'd made
his weekly co)lections, I would inveigle him
into the bathroom, lock the door so nobody
could hear, and give him some sound
business advice,
I'd remind him that he was too fond of
candy and pop and other tooth -rotting
confections, that he had no willpower, and
that he'd only squander his hard-earned
fifty cents if he didn't invest at least part of
it every week.
He didn't know much about investments
and wanted to put some of his money into a
piggy bank. I'd tell him severely that that
was no way to make his money grow. H,e..
should give it to me and watch the interest
pile up.
He'd bawl a bit, but then he'd come
arourld'after a bit of arm -twisting, and see
the point. The point was that 1 was stronger
than he was.
I'd always let him keep part of it , maybe
twenty cents. I'd take the other thirty cents
and invest it. I invested it in the Saturday
night movie, a bottle of pop and a chocolate
bar.It was
a w se investment
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enjoyed enriched my experience of the
human condition, enlarged my vocabulary,
and added to my personal pleasure in life.
It took him about two years to`catch on,
two of the best years of my life. There was,
of course, a Confrontation. He swore I had
conned him out of at least sixty dollars. I
scoffed at this and told him it was only
about fourteen. But the little devil had
been keeping his books.
Last time I saw him, in G.ermany last
spring, he informed me that with .
compound interest, I now owed him
$44,000 and if I didn't come up with it, he'd
be interested in taking it out of my hide. I
am still an inch taller than he, but he
out -weighs me by forty pounds.
So we compromised. I told him that if he
paid all my expenses on niy trip, I'd dig up
the money somehow. He did. And thank
goodness 1 haven't seen him since.
All this has been brought to mind by a
recent development in the delivery of daily
newspapers. It is just another sign of our
affluent age, when even the kids have so
much money they don't have to works
For .years, I've taken 'two daily
newspapers, morning and evening. They
take opposite political stands, and both are
so warped that if 1 take a.,stand in the
middle of their polarized points of view, I
am right in the temperature zone, which 1
prefer."'
At any rate, it seems that these titans of
the press cannot, simply can not, secure
young carrier girls or boys to peddle their
papers.
The morning paper has simply .given up.
No delivery. The evening paper has hired
independent agents "operating their, own
vehicles." This means guys who drive
around.in their own cars and hurl.the. paper
out the car window in the general direction
of your house.
In the good old days of about six weeks
ago, I felt a little tingle of warmth when the
door -bell rang. "Ah, the paper boy," I
would remark wittily, And it was. The boy,
or sometimes girl, was faithful and loyal,
even in the foulest weather. I knew the
counrty was going to hell in a hearse, but I
felt that this was one hummock of decency
and virtue in a in orass of fniseries.
Now I feel a very strong tingle, not of
warmth, but of rageat paper -delivery time.
It is my custom when I arrive home after a
hard day on the assembly line at the
pupil -factory, to take off my jacket and my
shoes, and take on a cold beer before
proceeding to peruse my paper.
This entire routine has been spoiled, not
to say desecrated, by the new delivery
method. i still go through the first parts of
the procedure, but the beer tastes flat as I
stew around, waiting for the paper. It
arrives any time between four and seven.
That means 1 have put back on my shoes
and gone out in my shirt -sleeves in the
winter wind to search around in the snow
for my paper as many as four times.
This is not conducive to lowering a man's
blood pressure. At least they put the thing
in a plastic bag. But this is covered in three
minutes when it's snowing, which it always
seems to be when I go out to look for my
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