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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1940-09-12, Page 3THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE THURSDAY, .SEPTEMBER 12, 1040 and then a beautiful white coltieJohnny Pinktoe Dr, I). A. Anderson ******** THE HEIGHT OF FOLLY May worked in an office Jack worked in a store They both took their vacation And went down to the shore. Jack met May in Swimming He liked her very much He told her all about his car And all his ‘dough’ and such. May kept up the good work And raved about her maid. About her gold and silver Aud her ring's with diamonds laid So they drove out to the parson’s And he tied them tight, you bet But when vacation days were over They hired a three room kitchen­ ette. Their wealth and fame had vanished And they went to work once more May back to the office And Jack back to the store. So remember gentle readers Don’t ‘Suppose’ too much in fun Or you’ll find yourself like Jack and May did saying: “Gosh, see what we’ve done.” —Shortfellow * * * Indiana has never had a native son elected to the high office of President of the United States — Benjamin Harrison lived in Indian­ apolis, Indiana when he was elected to the Presidency in 1889 but he was born in North Bend, Ohio. However, four of our 32 vice- presidents were from Indiana —• Schuyler Colfax who served under Grant; Thomas A. Hendricks who served under Cleveland; Charles W. Fairbanks who served un­ Theodore Roosevelt; and Thomas Marshall who served under Wilson. —also—• Vice-President nominee, Henry A. Wallace, was not the first candi­ date to be hissed by the delegates to his party’s convention. The other was Win A Wheeler who served un­ der Hayes - 1877 to IS81.* * * Canon Westcott says: ‘‘Great oc­ casions do not make heroes or co­ wards —’ they simply unveil them to the eyes of men.”* * * Wilkie wears eight buttons on his coat sleeves - 4 on each sleeve. Remember the game of naming buttons: “Richman, poorman, etc.?* * * Dines To a Gold Digger If I thought for a moment youi* kisses, Though frequent, were rated as free; If I thought that the road to your favor Was already open to me; If I thought that your eyes, with their promise, Were anything more than a sham; Do you think I’d be ordering roses In the prodigal way that I am? * * * We call Pullman porters ‘George’ .after George Pullman. * * * I only ask that honestly, hand in hand, A child and I might enter at Thy gate. * * * T. c. r. w. i strength A. man is strong in proportion to his ability not alone to resist temp­ tation toward unworthy and ignoble things, but also in his desire to be really helpful to others without ostentation.« * * I am not what anyone with an over-generous imagination might call a saint — and I am much too far along the road of life to turn back—but I do try to make other folks a bit cheerful. I try to make those near and dear to me happy. I like people — well — that is not all people but most people. I try to live each day so that if tomor­ row will be my last, I can turn the corner of life without being startled or afraid when I come face to face with God. The only boon I ask, dear Lord Is this - that I may help a child. I do not crave that I might stand Among those brilliant, wise or Pimples Kill Many a Romance Th® lives of many young people made miserable by the breaking out of pimples on the face. The trouble is not so much physi­ cal pain, but it is the mental suffer­ ing caused by the embarrassing dis­ figurement of the face which very Often makes the sufferer ashamed to go out in company. The quickest way to get rid of pimples is to improve the general health by a thorough cleansing of the blood of its impurities. Burdock ’ Wod Bitters cleanses and purifies the blood-—Get rid of your pimples by taking B.B.B. The T. Milburn Co., Ltd., Toronto, Ont. Ordained to dwell within a house of pain, Of humble circumstances and bit­ terness, We lifted our eyes to you, that you might bless, who hold the heights our stumbling feet would gain; And yet we grudge you nothing you have won, O, nobler builder of majestic rime; Your star is high a'bove the clouds of time, Beyond the shadows of the setting sun, And that is well, within your house of clay You suffered much! You were by men despised, Who scorned your youth, nor aught in you surmised Of worth or beauty, yet in this, your day, Where is the glory of those scrib­ blers blind? They are but dust, to death the night resigned. —Tcc # * * That Fur Goat Story — Another Variation A lady down south was attempt­ ing to dispose of a fur coat she had worn three or four seasons. It seems that fur coats in general and this one in particular conform very closely to the figure enclosed and accentuated the contours of the wearer. The lady in question offered to sell this coat to a negro servant girl at a price she thought was especial­ ly appealing. Naturally, the pros­ pective purchaser had some com­ ment to make. “Yessum, Miz Jones, dat sure is a fine coat. Hit’s got good skins, and hit’s mighty well put together an’ I sure, does like dat collar, but the coat — she’s rump-sprung.” Deponent does not say if the sale was made..* * * Character is the sum total of the mean things we might have done — and didn’t do.* * * An optimist is a person who fi­ gures that there wouldn’t be a rainbow if there hadn’t been rain.* * * A mosquito is like a little child; when it stops making a noise, you know it is doing something it shouldn’t.* * * When we consider that nearly three million patents have been granted by the United States since the first patent was allowed to Samuel Hopkins in 179 0 — a meth­ od of making pot and pearl ashes (the name then given to lye — we can begin to get some idea of the inventive genius of the American people and realize that individual initiative is what has built the United States to her present indus­ trial and commercial strength.I * * * A Successful Operation Physician, commenting on the present-day tendency of his con­ freres to ‘operate’ on patients for various sorts of ailments that to the lay mind would hardly seem to re­ quire surgical treatment, tells this story — A man visited a psychiatric clin­ ic and complained of acute ner­ vousness. The least littje thing annoyed him he said, and he was constantly biting his finger nails. He begged the learned specialists to do something to relieve him of so distressing a condition. They examined him from head to foot, in­ side and out, tested him with very s-t range-looking instruments and asked him innumerable questions. After consulting over his case, they ordered him to a hospital for an operation. There they gave him gas and extracted all his teeth. In a few days he was discharged as completely cured —- at any rate — r he didn’t bite his finger nails any I more.* * * No one can know great love •with­ out having experienced great sor­ row.* * * Reformer: A person so darned busy bothering about other peoples’ morals that he hasn’t time to amend his own.* * * Column paragraphing Is not so bad The monotony comes In when You tear the pages off The calendar pad. —the colonel I Hitler is attacking Scotland. We see his finish.******** SURPRISED At the last regular meeting of the Exeter Eligible Maidens ed. Why? Because he took the rosy road of filth and the sel- Canada between the ages of twenty-one and thirty-one. A commit­ tee is considering this untoward state of affairs. ******** IT HELPS When bad news keeps coming thick and fast And all the world’s looking glum, A pleasant smile and a lifted chin Helps some, my boy, helps some. CATCHING ON That was a fine little group of boys we saw at it the other morning. The biggest boy, approximately seven mature years, was standing straight and imposing before his six little chums. There the little chaps stood square and alert. “Shoulder Erms!” shouted the commander, and the “erms,” pieces of board and handles of hockey sticks were shouldered with a vim and precision good to see. Then away the squad marched with all the dignity of Earl Kitchener and Lord Roberts and Sir Garnet Wolsley. “Soldiers of t»e King! We shoul say. Power to your ‘Erms’ and a good lift to your bare feet, brave little heroes in the making.” ******** Becoming Grimmer Every day word comes of more terrible conditions in Europe. Our navy is chasing the Italian ships from the seas. The sub­ marines, both British and German, are taking heavy toll. German bombers are working ruin in England, the Royal Air Force is spread­ ing ruin all over the homes of the axis powers. Destsruction walks at noon-day and soon pestilence and famine will work in darkness. President Roosevelt talks of the menace to American shores while the R. C. M. P. keep hourly watch and ward upon Hudson’s Bay and the Arctic Circle lest some enemy airplane pounce upon Toronto or Montreal. No one knows what destructive event an hour may bring forth. Only the light glowing in heroic hearts keeps these hours from being the darkest this old world ever has seen,******** GOD’S ANVIL STANDS King Carol, of Romania, is again on his rambles. Red eyed with weeping unmanly tears, furtive glanced, escaping from his own folly as best he could, hated of his people and reprobated by all decent men and execrated of all reputable citizens of his country be fled like a hunted villain from the throne that he might have adorn­ ed. Why? Because he toook the rosy road of filth and the sel­ fishness that never has led any way but to ruin. So much for that way of living. Kings, statesmen, merchant princes, plowmen, all of them have tried this way of doing, in the fond belief that for them there was some royal road that would enable them to get by and do wrong, only to find that the moral law is more enduring than Gibraltar and that breaches thereof are visited with ruin from which there is no escape, let the practice be carried on beneath the ermine or under hodden gray. ******** SIMPLY FINE It was a common practice a short time ago to belittle modern youth. An editor of a great daily was accustomed to say that the old fighting spirit was dead. Youth, it was alleged, had lost its idealism and was living without initiative or power or capacity for sacrifice. Well the oafs of the wicket have proven the heroes of the battle field. Maidens accustomed to the tennis racket are now driv­ ing trucks and making munitions. The bridge table has been deserted for the making of bandages and providing necessities for struggling soldiers. Youth complain that they cannot get into the ranks of fighting men fast enough. Youth and maidens alike turn their faces to the East asking for but one thing—the opportunity to serve, no matter how difficult and severe the task required of them. Modern youth is sound to the core. Canada has need of them and well do they respond. While duty, calls or danger, they’re never wanting. ******** BEYOND ALL TELLING Britain’s conduct under the terrific strain of the past weeks, particularly, has been noble beyond all telling. She entered the present struggle with a heart purged of selfishness. Enlightened self-interest induced her to defend her shores, her business, her homes, her ideals and her religion. A belief in what makes life social, humane and Christlike impelled her to take up the torch for weaker nations and for the world. Under her three-cross flag, the emblem of righteousness and love, she has carried a burden the like of which never before was borne by any nation the sun ever shone upon. Despite the defection of allies and the indifference of some who saw a sinster motive in her undertaking, she has put her back into her mighty task and has wrought and battled and endured to an extent and with a severity that never will he known till the judgment is set and the books are opened at the final judgment. notz till the dead, small and great, stand before God in the last awful assize will it be known how well she carried the white man’s burden without hope of reward. All the world wonders at the magnificence of her moral and spiritual greatness. Her hay and stubble have been burned away. The pure gold of her worth to the race stands out without alloy. Lamport Reunion One hundred and sixty descend­ ants of the late Mr. and Mrs. J6s. Lamport, early 19th century pion­ eers, met at Spruce Grove, Centralia on Labor Day. Mr. Jos. Woodall had charge of a -much enjoyed pro­ gram. The President, Melvin King took charge of the election of offic­ ers for the reunion of 1941 to be l’eld on Labor Day at Spruce Grove. The election resulted as follows: Piesident. Jas. Mawhinney. Dash­ wood; Vice-Pres.. A. Brokeiishire, London; Treas., Mrs. Jos. Woodall, Crediton: Secretary, Mrs. M. Mc­ Donald. Ailsa Craig; Sports Com., convenor, Elva Lamport, Crediton; program convenor. Mrs. Albert Keys, Dashwood: table com.. Mesdames T. Yearley. J. Mawhinney. C. Sims, S. King. Mr. Will Lamport then held the attention of young and old with a good line of sports. Mrs. Wes, Jones, Crediton, received a prize for the oldest lady present, Albert King Crediton, was the oldest man and Baby Lawson, of Listowel, the young­ est member. Mr, and Mrs. Gordon Grundy, of Strathroy. had the larg­ est family on the grounds. The sports consisted of Peanut scramble il to 4' years; boys and girls 4 to fl years, Jim McNair, Elaine McNair; girls fl to 10, Evaline Hill, Velma Hill; boys 6 to 10, Edwin Grundy, Norman Clark; girls 10 to 11, Jean “Hello Robert?” u letter from Uncle peter.” “Read it what does it say?” Johnnie’s father got quite excited for he had not heard from his brother Peter for a long time and he was anxious to hear what Pete had written. So Johnnie’s Mother tore off the envelope and read the letter aloud. It could scarcely be called a letter for it .was only half a dozen lines, but it was enough to let them know that he was going to pay them a visit. He said he would arrive the following Saturday. You can imagine that all was hurry and bustle in Johnnie’s home for the next few days and they could scarcely wait for the train to come in that would bring Uncle Peter. But it did come, and he was met at the depot by the whole family. And oh such a greeting for everybody loved Uncle Peter. He and Johnnie soon became great chums. On the following Tuesday Uncle Peter said, “Well, Bob, I think I’ll run down to Roland and look up Hank for a day or two. (Hank was another brother). His real name was Henry but they had nicknamed him Hank when he was just a little boy. “Might I take Johnnie with me? He would enjoy being on the farm I for a few days.” | “Oh do let me go,” said Johnnie, | and so the visit was soon arranged.I They arrived at Uncle Henry’s house just before dinner. And oh! what a dinner — so many nice things from the garden, and best of all real milk, the kind you get from cows and not from bottles. Johnnie enjoyed everything — the little pigs and calves and he soon made good friends with old Carlo, the big dog. During the afternoon Uncle Peter and Johnnie took a stroll down to the pasture field to see the horses and little colts. As soon as they climbed over the fence they saw a little black colt, and they tried to catch it but away it went across the field and would not be caught. Johnnie, was feeling very badly about it when his Uncle began to whistle and beckon with his fingers came running i soon Johnnie back and the I with him as 1 just as much ■ up to him and verj was lifted onto his title volt walked off though lie enjoyed it as little Johnnie did. The whole afternoon was spent in the fields and among the trees, and when they had to return to the house Johnnie told his Auntie that it was the best afternoon he had ever had. And he scarcely ceased talking about the wee white coltie. Next day Uncle Peter said “Well, I Johnnie, I guess you and I will have to hike off home” and Johnnie said : “Oh how I hate to go.” Then Uncle ' Henry winked at Uncle Peter, for they both knew why Johnnie want­ ed to stay. So Johnnie’s Uncle said “Is there anything you have seen down here that you would like to , take home with you! Would you care for a turnip or a paper bag full of onions or something like that!” “Yes, Uncle,” said Johnnie . almost in tears. Then his Uncles winked again and Uncle , Henry said. “Pete do you think . Johnnie could put that little white 'colt in his pocket and take him home if I sent Jim down to the field ‘to get him.” ‘ Johnnie heard no more—he just jumped up and clapped his hands and kissed Aunt Mary. New Champion Fred Harburn, Cromarty, this week won the Dominion singles horseshoe pitching championship at the Canadian National Exhibition. He defeated last year’s champion 5'1-49. Mr. Harburn has been pitch* ing horseshoes since he was a child, A number of years ago, in company with the late Paul Boa, of Hensall, he won the Dominion doubles eham-' pionship at the Ex.—-Huron Expos* itor. PIERCES SHOULDER NERVE IN FALL ON STARE GRANTON—Iohn Knox had the misfortune to fall on an upright stake while going down steps out­ doors. The stake pierced a nerve in his shoulder. He will be off work for a month.. And if I hear that Johnnie got home safely with his pony, I’ll tell you some time how it grew and. whether the other children loved it as much as Johnnie did. C HILD WALKS INTO SWARM OF BEES Five year old Terry Thorne, who had planned a 'birthday party for Tuesday had to postpone the event when he walked into a swarm of bees on the lawn that day. His father, Dr. P. R. Thorne, seeing the child’s predicament, laid him on the ground and covered him with his 1 ody. The child’s face is badly swollen from the stings but his father, although stung many times suffered no ill effects.—‘Mitchell i Advocate. RESIDENT OF PARKHILL FOR 55 YEARS IS BURIED The funeral services for Mrs. Cor­ nelius Schram was held at the hom$ of her daughter, Mrs. Lawrencq Wade, West Williams. Mrs. Schra.nl was a resident of Parkhill and vic­ inity since 1885. She was 75 years old and was born in Wisconsin. She moved to Parkhill two years after her marriage to Cornelius Schram in 1883. For nearly 50 years she has been a member of the Parkhill Baptist church. Surviving are four daughters, Mrs. L. Wade, Parkhill; Mrs. R, Albrecht, Brooklyn, N.Y.; Mrs. C. Schram, Alberta; Mrs. Thos. Atcheson, Detroit, and one son, Ed­ ward, with the Essex Scottish Regi­ ment, Camp Borden. W. J. Prance, of Mill St. Parkhill, is picking his second crop of straw­ berries for the year 1940. Mr. Prance picked a paper bag full of lusious red strawberries, were just hoping Granny would remember and... King, Betty Mawhinney; boys 10 to 14, Wilbert Edwards, Hugh Wilson; young ladies, Edith King, Norma Wilson; young men, Hugh Wilson, Mr. McKenzie; married women, Mrs. G. Amos, Mrs. L. Noyes; married men, Orville Ford, R. Conner; three- legged race, G. McNair Margaret Lamport. Orville Ford and Elsie Mc­ Curdy; youngsters 3-legged race, Madeline and Edward Grundy, Stella and Esther Grundy; potato race, Sam King and Mrs. O. Ford, J. Maw­ hinney and Mrs. McCurdy; celery race. Russell King, Hugh Wilson; hooking apple. Gerald Lawson. Ag­ nes Lamport: macaroni race. Mrs. E. Lawson, Marguerite Lamport; egg race, Roy Sims, Laura Wilson: hang­ ing washing, Roy Sims. Members vere present from Exeter. Dashwood Crediton. Hensail, Forest, Straihroy, Centralia. Denfield, London. Mt. Clemens, Detroit. Aylmer, Waterloo, Chatham, Sault Ste Marie and Lis- tewel. “I’m all upset. We had to kill our dog this morning.” “Was he mad?” “Well, he wasn’t any too well pleased.” o - o—o Master (engaging new maid): “When I want you, Anna, I will ring three times." Maid: “But sir, I would be willing to come at the sec­ ond ring.” . . . and Peter really know her voice I ” That’s the real thrill of Long Distance. Voices come clear and distinct. Calls completed quickly. With rates so low (particularly after 7 p.m. and all day Sunday)., why wait for an excuse to call — there must be someone who would love to hear your voice to-night?