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HomeMy WebLinkAboutClinton News-Record, 1960-09-01, Page 2I have a profound statement I feel I must make, If move people would hang a sign on their front doors, "Gone Fish- ire " and take it for its literal meaning, there might be less world wide tension, I lost any I ever had some weeks ago, when. I offered to help a friend of mine out of a spot, She had promised to take charge of her eldest grand- child when his mother was birthing her third baby. Sche- duled to take place over a weekend, everything seemed to be going smoothly until the new heir refused to arrive on time, This threw the family for a hassle, especially the grandmother, who is a hard- working weekly newspaper edi- tor. Because our friendship has the strength of a Damon and Pythias relationship, I stepped into the breach and offered to take charge of young Pete, age six. I didn't realize what I was in for. My conceit, that all you have to do to control any obstreperous youngster is to be pals with him, took an awful beating during those hours before a certain weekly newspaper was put to press and one demon was delivered to his lawful grandmother's lov- ing care, The morning I picked him up was a glorious day. In a chir- py, cheerful tone I asked my small guest what he would like to do. "Fish", he said laconic- ally. This seemed like a good idea so we dug for worms, cut pol- es from the willows' in the swamp and attached bent pins to long pieces of baker's twine. I knew a dandy spot, a small creek that runs under the rail- way trestle on the outskirts of our town. We settled ourselves on the bank of the little stream and immediately swarms of black files settled themselves on us. For some untold reason, Pete was' oblivious of their sting. In the beginning of our adventure, I was too revolted at the thought of attaching worm to bent pin to notice the rocky mountain ridge that was being raised on my brow through the thirsty industry of gnat-sized insects. This knowledgeable Isaac Walton informed me there must be no talking. We sat there like statues waiting for our first nibble. I began to pray for some kind of an in- terruption that would throw Pete off his determination to 'fish". Then it happened'. A small Scotty pup came around the cement 'abutment wagging her funny little tail and pranc- ing •about like a ballet dancer. She dashed into the water, grabbed' Pete's line and return- ed to shore in great glee, Pete jumped up and down in rage, The water was all mud- died up and the spell broken. I told him to sit still and I would walk the dog up the highway to lure her away, When I returned, Pete was en- tranced again with line sus- pended and that blissful, vacu- ous look 'all fishermen acquire, on his funny little elfin face. Then a train came rumbling over the bridge, again disturb- ing the tranquility of the day, Pete blew a fuse, The only way I could appease him was to of- fer to take him to a nearby school where the 100th anni- versary of this place of learn- ing was being celebrated. The teacher' had arranged •a fish- pond for the pupil's delight and when she offered Pete a pole and asked what 'he would like on the end of his line, this one-track minded child demand- ed "a perch". His frustration knew no bounds when he found a comic book on the end of his line. However, he refused to give up the pink crepe paper-wound fishing pole. We left the school with one rather feminine look- ing pole, one disappointed child, one comic book, but no fish. Pete was to get his wish, if not for a perch, at least for a fish, On our way home we saw three men fishing under the trestle. Pete yelled for me to stop the car and he dashed up to one of them. I couldn't hear the conversation, but the in- struction must have been good, for soon his line was jerking out one finger-length carp af- ter another, as he attempted to control the unrolling of frilly pink paper decoration from his pole. The fish ended up in a death struggle, flapping around on my cellar floor. Apparently Pete's only interest in "fish- in" was in the thrill of 'the catch. He hated the slimy, wiggly things once they were out of the water. By the time I had dug their last resting place in the garden, I had for- gotten all about any worries I ever had. That is, other than to keep a small boy busy while his mother laboured and his grandmother wrote copy. 0 When parents are able to an- swer the children's questions it's a sign that the kids are growing up. 40 Years Ago CLINTON, NEWS-RECORD Thursday, September 2, ,1020 The News-Record advertised for a smart, intelligent boy to learn the printing business in- cluding operation of the linos type. Earl Steep was expected home after spending a year in Regina as constable in the Roy- al Northwest Mounted Police, Miss Edith Stewart returned home from a holiday spent at Blyth and Londesboro. Miss Gilchrist had charge of the telegraph switch during her ab- sence, While at work on 'the Rich- ardson farm in Stanley Town- Ship, Nathan Sundercock was kicked by a horse and rendered unconscious for some hours. After the accident, Mr, Sunder- cock's neighbours gathered the crops. Mr. and Mrs. A, T. Cooper and Willis Cooper were in To- ronto for 'the week. Miss Jennie Robertson, of the Molson's Bank staff, left for a two week's vacation in Brant- ford. 40 Years Ago CLINTON NEW ERA Thursday, September 2, 1920 Ernie Walton, of the Doherty Piano office staff, is attending Toronto Fair this week, Mr. and Mrs. George Cooper are in Toronto for the Fair, Moffatt Aiken, Allenford, motored to Clinton over the weekend. His wife and young son who had been visiting at the home of the former's' bro- ther, George Crooks, returned home with him. At a meeting in Benmiller school, the question of consoli- dating three sections of Col- borne Township was discussed. The Benmilier school would be used, after putting in a good basement and otherwise fitting it, up to comply with the reg- ulations for a two-room con- solidated school. The eight year old daughter of Mrs. J. Corriveau, Zurich, had her collar bone broken. The little girl was engaged in milking a cow which kicked her. 25 Years Ago ()LINTON N,EWS-RECORD Thursday, August 29, 1935 Postmaster Counter moved to the residence he recently purchased on William Street from Mrs. R. Marshall, TheEver Ready Mission Circle of Wesley-Willis Church held a hamburger roast at El- liott's Beach, The Women's Association of St. John's Church, Varna, held their monthly meeting at the home of Mrs, Beatty. Chief prize winners at the Clinton Horticultural Society's annual flower show were W. S, R. Holmes, A. Inkley, G. D. Roberto., W. 3, Cook and Ross MbEwart. Mr, and Mrs. Morgan Agnew and Miss Agnes were in To- ronto over the weekend. John Hellyar returned to Scudder, Pelee Island, where he resumes his teaching duties next week. Mr. and Mrs. Milton Wiltse accompanied Mr. and Mrs. J. T. McKnight on a motor trip to Niagara Falls and the United States. 10 Years Ago CLINTON NEWS-RECORD Thursday, August 31, 1950 Bruce Bartliff's new resi- dence on Whitehead Street is making good progress toward completion, and also Wilbur Martin's new house on Princess at Raglan. Mr, and Mrs. D. E. Glidden and daughters Marie and Eileen, Holmesville, enjoyed a motor trip through Sarnia, Windsor, Chatham and other points. A rash of break-ins has local and provincial police on the lookout for the culprits, whose clumsiness seemed to indicate that 'amateurs were at work No less than six local places of business were entered but the sum total of loot was. small. Dr. and Mrs. D. B. Palmer have returned from their wed- ding trip and are 'becoming set- tled with Miss Ruby Irwin, Victoria Street. Miss Luella Walkinshaw re- turned from a vacation spent with friends in Toronto. From Our Early Files Business and Professional Directory mer course this year. But next year, for sure, I'll take it, and we'll be sitting on top of the world." "Uh, yeah," she said. And that was the start of the whole thing, four years ago. And if that's' the top of the world we're sitting on, it must be made of snow, be- cause it's melting rapidly from under me. Or, as the little polar bear said to his Mom: "My tail is told." OPTOMETRY J. E. LONGSTAFF Goderich Street—Near Clinic Seaforth: Daily except Monday Wednesday, 9 a.m. to 12.30 p.m. Thursday evening by appoint- ment only. Ground Floor,. Parking Facilities PHONE 791 SEAFORTH Clinton: Above Hawkins Hard- ware—Mondays only-9 a.m. to 5.30 p.m. Phone HUnter 2-7010 Clinton G. B. CLANCY Optometrist — Optician (successor to the late A, L. Cole, optometrist) For appointment phone JA 4-7251 Goderich REAL ESTATE LEONARD G. WINTER Real Estate & Business Broker Hight Street — Clinton PHONE HU 2-6692 PUBLIC ACCOUNTANT ROY N. BENTLEY PUBLIC ACCOUNTANT Goderich, Ontario Telephone Box JA 4-9521 478 RONALD G. McCANN PUBLIC ACCOUNTANT Office and Residence Rattenbury Street East Phone HU 2-9677 CLINTON, ONTARIO INSURANCE J. E. HOWARD, Bayfield Phone Bayfield 53 r2 Ontario Automobile Association Car - Fire - Accident Wind Insurance If you need Insurance, I have a Policy INSURANCE "HAL" HARTLEY Annuities — AU Types of Life Term Insurance CANADA LIFE ASSURANCE Co. Phone HU 2-6693 10-tfb K. W. COLQUHOUN NSURANCE & REAL ESTATE Representative: Sun Life Assurance Co. of Canada Phones: Office 11U 2-9747 Res. HU 2-7556 Salesman: Vic Kennedy Phone Blyth 78 THE McKILLOP MUTUAL FIRE INSURANCE COMPANY Head Office: Seaforth Officers: President, John L. Malone, Seaforth; vice-president, John H. McEwing, Blyth; secre- tary-treasurer, W, E. South- gate, Seaforth. Directors: John H. McEwing; Robert Archibald; Chris Leon- hardt, Bornholm; Norman Tee- wartha, Clinton; Wm. S. Alex- ander, Walton; J. L. Malone, Seaforth; Harvey Fuller, Gode- rich; J. E. Pepper, Brucefield; Alistair 13roadfoot, Seaforth. Agents: Wm. Leiper, Jr., Lon- desboro; V. 3. Lane, RR 5, Sea- forth; Selwyn Baker, Brussels; James Keyes, Seaforth; Harold Squires, Clinton. • 4 A. M. HARPER and COMPANY CHARTERED ACCOUNTANTS 33 HAMILTON STREET GODERICH TELEPHONE JA 4-7562 year PAYING TRIBUTE to labour, and the great contribution which the working man has made to 'the prosperity of the nation, Cana- dime next Monday will celebrate a special holiday. Labour Day marks the end of sum- mer holidays for students, and the end of "living at the lake" for many hundreds of families. This up-coming long weekend means a great deal of moving to and fro, for motor- ists, and for holidayers. Many are travelling THE INCIDENT on Saturday afternoon, when two cars were badly battered, was the result of thoughtlessness on the part of many. We do not feel that it was entirely the fault of those two oars involved, A similar acci- dent could have happened to any other car in the scores that rushed out to the fire. Hard to- explain, much less understand, is the particular type of hysteria which seems to 'strike people when they hear a fire alarm. Do they go to a fire to help? Doubtful. After all the fire truck has already left, with trained and paid firemen aboard. Fire fans wait until the truck goes so they know where the fire is. Do they go for the spectacle? Surely not. In any case, such a fire as occurred on Satur- day is often cluttered up with smoke, 'so that the spectacle part of the scene is really not worth going for. DURING THE. PAST WEEK Toronto daily papers carried reference to a remark made by an. Ontario government official about a new cure for the dangerous habit of "tail-gating". Most dirti.vers are aware of the hazard which is involved in driving too close to the rear of another moving vehicle, but apparently there are still plenty of offenders in this regard. Faced with the fact that it is very dif- ficult to get convictions in such offenses, the official in question is credited with the state- merit that the onus would be upon, the person charged to prove his innocence. We can only hope' that the man has, in- deed, been. misquoted. Any attempt to so deny the basic concept of our British institu- tion of justice deserves instant and most strenuous opposition, Throughout the entire structure of our legal framework runs the most importance of all our theories of freedom—that a man is innocent until he is proven guilty. Practically all our laws which have to do with personal offenses against society are governed by that underlying protection. If the state, as repre- sented by its' officers of the law,, charges a man with a punishable act, then the state must prove beyond a reasonable doubt that the charge is justified. There have been other instances in Cana- JOHN STEINBACK in the Saturday Re- view: I am constantly amazed at the qualities we expect in Negroes. No race has ever offered another such high regard. We expect Negroes to be wiser than we are, more tolerant than we are, braver, more dignified than we, more self-controlled and We 'even demand more talent from them than from ourselves. A Negro must be ten times as gifted as a white to receive equal recognition. We expect Negroes to 'have more endurance than we in athletics, more courage in defeat, more rhythm and versatility in music and dancing, more controlled emotion in theatre. We expect them to obey rules of conduct we flout, to be more courteous, more gallant, more proud, more steadfast. In a word, while maintaining that Negroes are inferior to us, by our unques- tioning faith in them we prove our conviction that they are superior in many field's, even fields we are presumed to be trained and conditioned in and they are not. If there is racial trouble, we are convinc- ed that Negroes will not strike the first blow, will, not attack in the night, will not set off bombs, and our belief is borne out by events. We expect Negroes to be good tempered and self controlled under all circumstances. But our greatest expectation is that they will be honest, honourable, and decent, This is the most profound compliment we can, pay any man or group. And the proof of this shows in our outrage when a Negro does not live up to the picture we ordinarily have Of him, Finally, let me bring it down to oases. I have children, as many as you whites who read this have. Do you think your chil- dren would have the guts, the dignity, and the responsibility to go to school in Little Rock knowing they would be insulted, shoved', hated, sneered at, even spat upon day after THE CLINTON NEW ERA Est, 1865 020 a to the lake fora last fling at summer-time fun. Hot weather will drive many more out of the cities to farms and cool parks, At the same time the hundreds of people at summer resorts will be planning to come back to their homes in town and city, In order that this is not the "last" holi- day, but just the last one this summer—drive carefully, The life you save may be your own. Do they go out of curiosity? Doubtful, again. If they do arrive at the scene in all one piece, there is really •no one to ask about the details, Firemen are too busy. Owners are too busy, and women and chil- dren 'too tearful. The best details available are often no better than rumours. What, then, is the reason for the mass exodus from town and country at the sight of smoke, and sound of the fire alarm? It would seem to be an inherited trait and probably has no more reason than why men climb mountains, or chickens cross the road. Because it is there, they go. The siren's wail arouses the primitive in us, and the call to run is heeded. With heavy horsepower cars at the command of everyone, this urge to rim is translated into a heavy foot on the gas pedal. The result can only be trouble in some cases. da where aims of proof has been shifted to the accused—and not one of them is justified in the slighest. degree. Perhaps you, as an individual cannot see toe much reason in getting all warmed up over this apparently slight alteration in the application of justice. However, if you hap- pened to receive a summons stating that you had been driving too close to the rear of a moving vehicle on the highway you might search in vain for 'any method of proving that you were not guilty. By the same token, a young or over- zealous police officer could easily stack up for himself a most impressive list of con- victions, simply because those he charged would be unable to prove the charges false. Is the government official we have re- ferred to not aware that it was by these precise methdds that a Gestapo grew and eventually strangled the free nation. of Ger- many? Have we not learned within the past few months 'that right in our neiHtbouring province of Quebec a police force could grow care-apt when it was not required to bring in sound evidence to support all its charges. Surely our freedoms are sufficiently threatened by missiles and armed strength. Must we throw them all away in' our own courts of justice? day, and do it quietly without showing any anger, petulance', or complaint? And even if 'they could take it, would they also get good grades? Now I a ma grown, fairly well educated —I hope intelligent—white man. I know that violence can produce no good effect of any kind. And yet if my child were spat on and insulted, I couldn't trust myself not to get a ball bat and knock out a few brains. But I trust Negroes not to, and they haven't. Perhaps some of the anger against Negroes stems from a profound sense of their Superiority, and perhaps their superiority is roolted in having a cause and an tmenswere able method composed of courage, restraint and a sense of direction. PA'S SHORT CUT'S Sometimes when we're out driving And headed in for home, Pa's foot must get to itching And he gets the urge to roam. "I think I'll take a short cut Out over by the hill." I know just what will happen So I hod and just sit still. So off we go down some side road That dwindles to a track A-winding by a little stream To someone's chicken shack! Pa turns the car around again And heads it whence we came, And then he has another try But it turns out much the seine, We've seen a lot of places Tho' I've not yet been to Nome, BLit I won't give up hoping While Pa takes the Short cut home, —By G.F.H. SUGAR and SPICE (By W. B. T. SMILEY) People keep asking me how I got on this school teaching kick. "Didn't you like the newspaper business?" they query. Sure, I like being a weekly editor, I am also very fond of pickled pigs' feet, but I don't want them for break- fast, lunch, dinner and: bedtime snack, every day except Sun- day, It wasn't a sudden abbera- ton, just one of those wild im- pulses a man has when he hits the 40-year mark. It was care- fully reasoned out. This col- Limn, written four years ago, is proof of that. Here'e the way I told it back in '56. * * * The other day I was sitting in the heat, feeling sorry for myself, watching the tourists waltz past the office window. They looked lazy, car efre e, healthy. I started worrying abe out how hard I work, how scanty are the holidays, how. many thousands of words I had to produce in the next few days. "What a pity," I thought, "that an intellect like mine should be chained to a 50-year- old Remington-Rand when all these other clods are having two weeks with pay," * * Just then one of our local high, school teachers sauntered past in Bermuda shorts, licking an ice-cream cone and looking as happy as a beach-comber. Inspiration struck me so vio- lently that my odd swivel chair almost went over backwards. Everybody knows there is a great shortage of teachers. Why couldn't I take one of those summer courses and ob- tain 'a teacher's certificate'? Then I'd get a job teaching at the local high school—provided I changed, eight or ten of my personal habits. * ,, * Then I'd hire ' some smart kid just out of journalism school, as editor. I'd make enough money teaching to pay his salary and have some over for smokes. And—get this—I'd have two months holidays out of the deal, I went over the scheme a couple of times, checking the logic of it. I couldn't find a flaw. It was fool-proof, the great escape. * * I went happily home to lunch, practically drooling as the simple beauty of the plan sank he Eight-thirty to four, five days a week. Holidays Christmas. Holidays 'at Easter. Two glorious months in the summer, Wow! Teaching and I were made for each other, • * "How would you like to go 'to Europe next summer?" I propositioned the Old Girl when I walked in. "Fine," says she, getting out the can of, soup. "How would YOU like to go out 'and bring in that lineful of clothes?" Boy, that makes me mad. Always those .smart-alec answers when, I have the world by the tail. To take her down 'a peg, I outlined my scheme about tea- ching. She just looked at me, dead-pan. "That would be love- ly dear," she observed. "You'd be able to get a lot more done around the house, if you had Saturdays free." I felt a slight chill, as though a corpse had just lifted the lid of a casket and winked at me, "Well," I temporized, "actually, I thought I'd drop down to the office on Satur- days, and kind of poke 'around and check on things, and write some editorials, and sort 'of tidy up loose ends, and you know .. . "She nodded thought- fully. * * "It will certainly be good for you to give up smoking and swearing and making re- maeks like 'look at the lungs on that' and drinking beer," she pointed out in a kindly way. "Now hold it a minute," I returned hotly. "School teach- ers aren't like that any more. That was in the good old days, When we had the species under our thumbs, and as teacher couldn't even have a snort of dandelion wine without turning Out all the lights in the house ,and locking the door," * * "It's an excellent idea," she went on, "Of course, you'd have 'to study hard all sum- mer 'to get your certificate. No fishing or golf. No pleasant cool drink when you come home from week. No swims with the kids. No home-cooked meals, But we'd all have to make sacrifices." * * "Uh, yeah," said with a little less than exube'ran'ce. "I'm sure you'd be able to cope with those delinquents, in tchool," she puesued inexorably, "Yoe can't de a thing with your own children, but I know You'd have no discipline pro- blems with teeneagere I 'think there's a lot of exaggeration in those stories about' sWitch- 'blade knives and all that stuff ',.way r, * "tih, yeah," X said. "You know what?" I Said, "Mt a little late to get en that sUlnA Page 2--.-clifiters News,Record---"Thersdayf Sept. 1, 1960 4001.11•10,101101.1•1 Editorials ... LAST SUMMER HOLIDAY 410 0 (AO' FIRE FANS -- A STRANGE BREED IS THIS REALLY CANADA? (The Wingham Advance-Times) WHAT GREATER COMPLIMENT? (Uxbridge Times Journal) Clinton News-Record THE CLINTON NEWS-RECORD Amalgamated 1924 Eat. 1881 Published theory Thursday at the Heart of Huron County Clinton, Ontario -- PopUlatieit 3,000 0 0 a A. L. 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