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HomeMy WebLinkAboutClinton News-Record, 1953-01-08, Page 9You'll get on a SAFE CAR when you choose one from our selection. Pick one of these and be certain of many trouble-free miles: Your Westinghouse Dealers CLINTON ELECTRIC SHOP You Can Be Sure if it's Westinghouse D. W. CORNISH Thisiness Residence 479 55 * GOOD NEWS! THE PRICE OF D A TO THE GROCERY TRADE HAS • BEEN REBATE ON STOCKS PERMITS YOUR GROCER TO PASS ON THIS REDUCTION TO YOU NOW SEE BELOW A TEA BAGS 15's-- lc per bole 30's - 2c 60's - 4c It 120's' 0 ORANGE PEKOE NO CHANGE IN ?RICE BROWN LABEL lb, pkt. 4c per pkt. 1/2 lb. pkt. 2c 1./4 lb. pkt. lc " 2 ex. pkt, no change. TO THE GROCERY TRADE: Rebate forms are in the mail. Fill in your stock on hand. and return the form to SALADA. REBATES WILL BE AS FOLLOWSI- 6-404-4••-• +4+44- +4-4-6 4-0-A-0-11-4-1-e-4. YELLOW LABEL 1 lb, pkt. 11c per pkt. 1/2 lb. pkt, 5c per pkt. IBURSDAY aArlamt) 195s immiimmimispo RCAF Station and Adastral Park News PAGE NMI Editor: S/L H. W, KEANE, PRO M Phone 382 Local 252 Assistant; P/0 Helen Turner 09 Local 21,7 CLINTON NEWS-RECORD New Year's Dinner • Served by Officers The New Year's Eve dance held in the Roundel Terrace was at- tended by approximately 850 air- men and airwomen and their guests. The hall was gaily decor- ated and the customary hats, noise-makers and balloons com- pleted the setting. Refreshments were served and music was provid- ed by the Casa Villa Orchestra from Stratford. One of the most successful New Year's Eve Dinner and Dance was held 'in the Sergeants' Mess of RCAF Station, Clinton. Over three hundred NCO's, honorary mem- bers and their wives and guests ,.attended this very gay evening. For the occasion the' main din- ing room, sunporch and games room were arranged in cabaret style and reservations had been made for tables of six. Each lady guest was presented with a cor- sage of roses or carnations as she arrived for the dance. The evening's music was provid- ed by Sergeant Frank Hamon and the Musicares. Their dance music included 'a fine variety of popular dance tunes and others approp- riate for square dances. The Mess , was attractively dec- orated for the occasion and the many guests welcomed in the New Year with the traditional singing of "Auld Lang Syne" amid a set- ting of colourful balloons, noise makers, fancy hats and other novelties. During the course of the even- ing Group Captain and Mrs. E. A. D. Hutton visited the Sergeants' Mess for a short time and were accompanied by Wing Commander and Mrs. B. G. Miller; Squadron Leader and Mrs. G. Bury, 0 4-41-41-•-•-••••*"04' Laughing Through Cloud B R B y 'SEYMOU ROBERTSON A Story of the R.C.A.F. Copyright 1952 tion: "The Dun Mare. Point-to- 12th. Instalment Point Win n e r, Michaelmas, Colonel Rayley and his guest 1907." Worse and worse! The Canad- stopped before the great door of ian realized he did not know the lialebridge Manor, AS he glanc- English calendar let alone the ed up, Jack saw some figures vocabulary, What time of year carved in the keystone of the Was Michaelmas? Oh, well! The arch. The date "1558" was clear- Dun Mare had gone to her equine ly discernible, Valhalla years before either he "The newest part," the Colonel or Hyde had been born so he explained. "Now I'll go ahead could not be expected to know And find your aunt. She'll be in anything of her exploits in the the scullery, no doubt." And as. Graydon crossed the hunting-field. ' threshold, over flag-stones worn A moment later the door was smooth by generations of Hayley flung open and he was affection-feet, he Overheard his host's voice ately greeted by a stout, grey- from somewhere at the back of haired, motherly woman who the house saying: 1'.mention threw her arms about him and his eye . . . sensitive about it subjected him to a hearty kiss. . . . good stuff in the lad." His cheeks flamed, as, still clasp- ing him,, his "aunt" drew back 'Mere was the great oak stair- and he saw her eyes filling with ' way , and the carved panelling happy tears. This was too much! mentioned in the travel-book. He could not go through with this There were the old sporting farce. -- It was a despicable trick. prints on the walls. A tigerskin "To think of seeing you at last, ' was thrown with studied care- Clarry, after all these years!" lessness on the floor. On a small Mrs, Bayley cried. "You've • console table set In the curve of grown so tall and handsome I'd The stairway stood a curious ink- ' stand; it was of silver and seem- never have known you! Those 'silly little snaps We have don't ed to encase a horse's hoof. Jack begin to do you justice." She • picked it 'up 'to read the inscrip- Let's Go Hunting USED SHOTGUNS: 1 'only-410 ga. Double-hammer Gun $ 35.00 1 only-410 ga. Win. model 42, pump action loptater (like. new) 75.00 1 only-Tobin 12 go. Double hammerless 60.00 1 only-H & R 12 go. Single 20.00 1 only-Greener 12 go. Single 35.00 1 only-Remington 12 go. Auto Loader 127.50 1 only-Win. Model 12, 12 gauge, complete ' with Crandall Choke 149.50 '1 only-Win. Model '97; 12 gauge 49.95 1 only-Win. Model 12-heavy duck gun, com- plete with polychoke, 3." chambers, like new . 135.00 • ' We also hove new COOEY SINGLE I BARREL SHOTGUNS in .20 and .16 and 12 gauge at $21.95. - • While in our store, look over the .22 rifles, cleaning supplies; also the skates, cameras, etc. Sloefinfr gooca oAway CLINTON* ONTARIO • CLINTON shook a reproving. finger at him, "I've a bone to pick with Yett young man! Where's that proper photograph -you promised to send us?" "Oh-ee..-I haven't had one taken," Jack protested _feebly. "It's-er-bad luck you know, and-" "Fiddlesticks! I mean the one you got in Berkeley Street at-- Oh, dear! I've forgotten the firm's name. I'm to have one af- ter all. Your mother wrote and ordered 'one to be sent here, It hasn't come yet," "Thank God for that," Jack breathed fervently. "Now you'll want to freshen up after your journey," she went on. "Come, I'm going to put you in Peter's room," She led the way upstairs talking excitedly all the While. " . . . had to close off the east wing this winter , . . fuel shortage, you know . . . you'll be more comfortable in here." She entered the bedroom to draw the heavy curtains and once the windows were clear Jack had a magnificent view of the valley all the way to the towering crest of Appuldurcombe. "Let me see . . . an extra blan- ket . . towels . . soap-yes! We have some coals for your fire. Now, you needn't hurry, dear. Lunch isn't until one." Graydon drew a long breath. He'd better get it over with right away, "Mrs. Hayley," he began. "I'd like to thll you-" "Mrs. Hayley indeed!" was the indignant interruption. "My dear and only nephew, must I insist you call me 'Aunt Ada' I, know perfectly well what you're. try- ing to tell me. You don't have to explain why you've been so long getting to see us. You're here now and that's all that matters She gave his cheek an affec- tionate pat and hurried off to at- tend to her household duties. Once the door of his cousin's" room was safely closed, Graydon gave vent to a rzlong sigh of re- lief. For a few moments, in pri- vacy, it was safe to breathe again. "What a louse you are!" he told himself disgustedly, scowling at his reflection in the dresser mir- ror. This was no amusing masquer- ade. It was a despicable trick. He could not keep up the absurd pretence a moment longer. Not that he doubted his ability to do so, for Mrs. Hayley, apart from her expression of surprise at% his altered appearance, had readily accepted him as her nephew. Her insistence that he address her as "Aunt Ada" was sufficient proof of that and Colonel Hayley was so delighted at finding a recep- tive audience for his historical monologue that he was no long- er interested in any event occur- ring later than the 16th. Century. It was the cruel nature of the deception that disgusted Gray- don. The genuine warmth of his reception made further deceit quite out of the question. Blast that idiot, Hyde! He resolved to explain every- thing at the luncheon table when all the family was assembled. Then he'd return to the mainland that very afternoon; it was un- thinkable that he remain under this hospitable roof as an impostor. Once he got back to. Midlands OT U he'd get hold of Hyde and- Oh! Oh! Not se fast! After giving Hyde his promise he could hardly betray him without some warning. But he'd find some ex- cuse to get into the village that afternoon, where he'd get through to him on the phone and- No. That plan was utterly im- practicable. That very afternoon Flight-Lieutenant Clarence Des- mond Hyde would be standing hatless in the big barn-like room back of the NAAFI facing the five members of a General Court Martial, The Court, like all such, would drag on endlessly. And Graydon's message was not the sort to be relayed through any third party, not even old Uncle Grim. Jack took a long drag at his cigarette and cursed deeply. What a fool he had been to let Hyde get him involved in this mess! Blast Hyde! Hyde's mother- Hyde's mother! He groaned aloud. He began to pace the floor, shaking his head. Despite the shame that burned his cheeks every time he thought of the de- ception there was no course open to him but to go through with it. Could he do it sucessfully? So far he had met no insuperable obstacle yet it was all too clear that the biggest risk had still to come- that meeting with Barbara! What was she doing at home? It wasn't school holiday time. What had Cialonel Hayley meant when he spoke of her course? Pro- bably the word had a totally diff- erent meaning, in England. More likely she had contracted measles (Jack's impression of school kids was that they were always catch- ing measles or mumps) and, "cour- se" might mean some sort of sick leave. He shuddered. She'd be waiting all ready to pounce on him to plague him with a million un- answerable questions. • "You sure bought this one!" he muttered. And, with the air of one who was only ,postponing impend- ing doom, he began to inspect the bedroom. There might be some- thing in it which would help him to enact his distasteful role. Pet- er's old room, eh? What about Peter? Could be he expected ,to remember his cousin, who was about his own age? It was a typical boy's snuggery, doubtless not changed a whit since its occupant had quitted it for the Army. There was a bookshelf in one corner, filled with adventpre yarns of the sort that used to be given as school prizes or as birth- day presents. That looked like a cricket bat. Those were obviously a goal-keeper's leg pads. Jack shuddered, He knew nothing a- bout cricket. Peter, seemingly, had played the game well for there was a group photograph on the wall and among the flannel-clad figures it depicted was a lad named Hayley designated as capt- ain. Lucky it was Peter and not his cousin Clarence Hyde. There was another picture, one of a lad obviously not Peter. Gray- don took it down from the wall and turning it over, read the pen- cilled notation on the back: "Clarence, aged 10." In spite of RCAF PERSONALS W/C and Mrs. 0. H. McVeigh, RCAF Staff College, Toronto, were guests of S/L /and Mrs, G. Bury during the holiday season. S/L and Mrs. Hugh Miller, for- merly of AROS, presently residing in Toronto, were recent guests of S/L. and Mrs. D. G. Forrest at their home on Victoria Blvd. Mr. and Mrs. Cliff Briggs, Lon- don, and their children Lynn and Edward were guests of S/L and Mrs. G, Bland at their home on Victoria Boulevard over the New Year's holiday. RCAF Station Clinton's Wom- en's Bowling League is holding an open meeting in the Sergeants' Mess dining room at 8,30 p.m. on Wednesday evening, January 14. All members are requested to at- tend. -o Home and School Assoc. • Will Meet on Jan. 15 The'January meeting of the Home and School Association of AIV/M Hugh Campbell School, RCAF Station, Clinton, will be on Thursday evening, January 15, at 8.30, in the school. Parents of children attending the school are urged to be present. o NEW YEAR'S DAY DINNER The annual New Year's day dinner for the airmen and air- women of RCAF Station, Clinton, was served by- the officers and senior NCO's. During the meal, Group Captain E. A. D. Hutton ,took the opportunity of wishing,,all present a Happy New Year, and wholeheartedly thanked them for their cooperation in 1952. Airmen's Free Dance Enjoyed by Over 600 A Free Dance was provided in the Roundel Terrace on December 19 and was attended by some 600 airmen and airwomen and their guests. The highlight of the even- ing, was a "jive" contest. First prize of $20 was awarded to AW2 McGary and AC1 Simard. Second award of $10 was won by Miss Ruth Glew, Clinton and AC1 La- Chance. Miss Carol Gliddon, Clin- ton and AC1 Roger Martin com- bined to take third prize of $6. The music 'for the occasion was donated by Paul Cross and his 15- piece band from Stratford through the cooperation of Local No. 48 of the American Federation of Music- ians through a grant from the Music Performance Trust Funds of the Records Industries, The Music Performance Trust Funds is an extension of public service originated by the Recording and Transcription Fund of the Ameri- can Federation of Musicians of which James C, Petrillo is presi- dent. SEAF'ORTH HIGH SCHOOL ADDITION RECOMMENDED. James McIntosh, Tuckersmith Township representative to' 'Sea- forth District High School Board, told township ratepayers that en- rolment is expected to be 400 in five years and 'the Department of Education recommends an addit- ion. To make more room this year, changes cost more than $3,000. Records show that 14 and 15 are the dangerous ages for delin- quency; more than half the boys and over two thirds of the girls found delinquent by Canadian courts in 1950 were of those ages. Officers Enjoy Dance On New Year's Eve The annual Officers' New Year's Eve dance was held last Wednes- day night in the Mess of RCAF Station, Clinton. Some 175 mem- bers, honorary members and guests attended this 'event which welcomed in the New Year. A receiving line consisting of Group Captain and Mrs. E. A. D. Hutton; Wing Commander and Mrs. B. G. Miller; Squadron Lead- er and Mrs. W. L. Boynton; Squadron Leader and Mrs. D. W. McLean welcomed the many guests to the Mess. Among the guests attending this gala event were Mr. and Mrs. A, Y. McLean, Seaforth; Dr. and Mrs. F. M. Newland; Mr. and Mrs. C. Trott; Mr. and Mrs. H. C. Law- son; Dr. and Mrs. W. A. Oakes; Mr. and Mrs. Jack Gardner and many other honorary members and their wives. Visiting service guests included W/C and Mrs. C. H. McVeigh; S/L and Mrs. H. M. Miller, Toronto; Flying Officer and Mrs. T. Craw- ford, Summerside, PEI. 0 RCAF Station Officers Hold "At Home On New Year's Day The Commanding Officer and officers of RCAF Station, Clinton, held an "at home" in the officers' mess on New Year's Day from 2 to 5 o'clock in the afternoon. Group Captain E. A. D. Hutton and Squadron Leader C. E. End- ersbe greeted the many guests who called to extend compliments of the holiday season. Guests from Clinton included Mayor-elect W. J. Doctor W. A. Oakes; H. C. Lawson; G. B. Beattie; C. Trott; F. Fingland, QC; G. Rumball; F. McEwan; W. Robinson and a Englestad. Doct- of E. A. McMaster, Seaforth, also paid a visit. A representation from the Sec- ond Rifle Battalion, Canadian Army, Ipperwash was headed by Lieutenant Colonel H, V. Matt- hews, MC. The representation from RCAF Station, Centralia was headed by Squadron Leader E. J. St. Jean and Flight Lieutenant D. C. Mahoney. 0 NCO's Dinner, Dance, Held in Sgt's. Mess his concern he laughed aloud. "Gosh! That's supposed to be me! No wonder Mrs. Hayley said I'd changed!" To his great relief he concluded that neither did it resemble the Hyde he knew, There was little likeness between this innocent- faced little boy wearing the flat Eton collar and the pilot incarcer- ated under close arrest at Mid- lands. A chap did change in a dozen years! A third photograph, on the far- ther wall, caught his attention. "Hello!" he exclaimed. "I'll bet that's Barbara!" (To Be Continued) PI-IONE 42 4+ a 4-4.4-4+4-4 T 11 E Calvert SPORTS COLOUR Calvert DISTILLERS LIMITED AAINIRSIBURO, ONTARIO "Old Mr. 1952 hobbled into the room, lean- in heavily on his cane, for the Old Boy was nearing the end. Ile looked at sprightly young Master 1953, nodded appreciatively and said: "Fine looking youngster. Seems sturdy. He'd better be. It will be a tough year for him." "What's so tough, pop?" queried the • sprightly youngster. I'm looking for a high old time in sport." "It'll be high, all right" replied the Old Boy with sinister emphasis. "Everything was high in my time, particularly prices. You're a-comin' into a high year and a big year, boy," he said. "I'm open for suggestions"• said the young fellow. "What about the Grey Cup?" enquired the youngster. "East is east" said Old 1952. "The east has got too many good players for the west. Them guys from the prairies are game... I'll give them that. They can take it. They'll spend their money, put on a great show but the teams in the east are like the Atlantic Ocean." "How come?" said the youngster. "Depth, boy, depth" chortled the Old Boy. "They git there fustest with the mostest." "If I have my way" said the youngster firmly, "They'll play that Grey Cup as a two-game series in my time and give the west an even break. Or a three-game series, so everybody.can get a look." "Take it easy, lad" advised the oldster, "You'll get your- self ostracized in the best Toronto social circles making cracks like that." "The Stanley Cup's not far off" said the youngster, "who do you figure for that?" The Old Man broke out with a cackling sound, raising the balance of his voice in what he meant to be song, "Pretty Little Red Wing" he sang in a cracked and feeble voice. "That's the Stanley Cup song, boy." "Pretty awful" commented the kid. "The song, I mean, not the sentiment. You said you figure it to be a big year in sport?" "Big fireside year" commented the oldster. "That new gadget they call television, tell your friends to look out for that. Folks that were payin' their way in will be lookin' at the same show right at home, for free. Human nature is they Won't pay for what they can get for nothin' ". "You had a great runner in your day, this fellow Zatopek" said young Master 1953. "Think we'll get a look at him?" "Can you see through an iron curtain boy? If you can, you can see Zatopek. He's in there. Remember the guy who saved Stalin's life?" "Why did he?" asked the kid, artlessly. "We all make mistakes" said the oldster, as he prepared to vanish. "This guy was rewarded with any privilege he wished, so he asked the right to speak by telephone to his brother in New York. They limited him to one word." "What was the word?" asked the youngster. "Help!" said the Old, Boy, and vanished for keeps. Year comments and suggestions for this column will be wake:mead - by Elmer Ferguson, c/o Calvert Howe, 431 Yong* St., Toronto, &stet 7,4904. 1950 Ford 'Custom Sedan $1650.00 '1947 Ford Custom Coach $1050.00 1941 Mercury Coach $ 775.00 1940 Dodge Coach $ 675.00 and others to choose from McPherson Bros. FORD - MONARCH - FORD TRUCK Representative Front-End Alignment - 'Wheel Balqiicing Phone 492 Clinton 44-t-6-4-44