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The office gobler is studying the calendar these days.
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The lawn mower smiles blandly at the snow shovel these days.
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Jiminy (the pest) Crickets stop
ped by our desk the otner noon when
we were out to lunch and laid a
contribution on our desk written
in his best bookkeeperish longhand.
‘Seven years ago a farmer living
only a few miles from the city hung
his vest on the barnyard fence. A
calf chewed up a pocKet of the gar
ment in which there was a standard
gold watch.
‘A short time ago, the animal, a
staid old milch cow, was butchered
for beef and the timepiece was
found in such a position between
the lungs of the cow that the re
spiration —- the closing in and fill
ing of the lungs — kept the stem
winder wound up, and the watch
had lost but four minutes in seven
years!’* * *
A true friend is one who knows
the worst about us but refuses to
believe it.* * *
Another Version
'Mr. Colonel: Your paraphrased
version of Whittier’s classic ‘pome’,
“Barefoot Boy", which appeared in
your column recently prompts me to
contribute another version:
Blessings on thee, maiden fair,
With your short-bobbed boyish hair,
With your jazzy little song,
And your skirts not worn so long;
With your eyebrows plucked so thin
And your silken covered shin,
Bless your cheeks so like a rose
And your little stuck-up nose,
Bless the dimples in your chin
And your cute ‘come Hither’ grin.
Girley, you are simply great,
Sure to be some fellow’s fate;
Boys may all poke fun at you
(They don’t know what else to do)
But, my girley, you may know
They’d just die to be your beau.
Old-time dames who rant (it’s true)
Are just mad ’cause they’re not
you.
Blessings on thee, you’re just great,
Pretty Maid, so up to date!
—Aunty Elma S. T.
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Tersely Told Tongue Twister Tale
Tangled tongue Tessy talked ter
rible tinkling twaddle to tease Tony
■Taylor that tiresome teetotaling
trifler. Tessie talked turkey till
Tony told thrilling tales.
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Violins
About 540 o fthe original Stradi-
varius violins are known to exist
today. But there are tens of thou
sands of comparatively worthless
violins into which forged inscrip
tions bearing the Stradivarius name
have been inserted.* * *
The efficiency expert is worse
than the statistician but he belongs
to the same breed. He will tell
you that if a farmer’s boy can pick
six quarts of cherries in an hour
and a girl can pick five quarts an
hour; the two of them together will
pick eleven quarts. But, any far
mer knows that the two of them to
gether won’t pick any.
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(Security and Success both begin
with ‘S’—but—so does Stupidity.
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Pro verbs of 1940
Familiarity breeds—promotion.
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To our Wives:
They married us willingly;
May we all be dead before
They discover their mistake.
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What Makes Millionaires
A well-known writer recently in
terviewed twenty millionaires—all
of whom had started from the bot-
tim.
,He wanted to find out how suc
cess is won—whether is requires
genius, luck, or any special gifts.
Here is what he toundf
NOT ONE .of the twenty could
have been rated more than average
in brains, personality or brilliancy.
Stubborn Cases
of Constipation
Those Who keep a mass of
imparity pent up in their bodies,
day after day, instead of having it
removed as nature intended, at least
«nee in every twenty-four hours, in
variably suffer from constipation.
The use of cheap, harsh purgatives
will never get you any where Os they
only aggravate the trouble, and in
jure the delicate mucous lining of the
bowels, and are very liable to cause
piles.
tf constipated take Milburn’s
Laxa-Liver Pills and have a natural
niovctncnt of tho bowels. Th^y' do
not gripe, weaken and sicken as
many laxatives do.
The T. Milburn Co., Ltd., Toronto, Ont.
NOT ONE had any special evi
dence of ‘‘lucky breaks”.
NOT ONE was different in his
make-up from thousands of others
not nearly so successful.
BUT EVERYONE of them had a
thorough knowledge of his business
—showed unusual ability to recog
nize opportunities—and knew the
principles of successful business
management.
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The Lark
A tiny throat the skylark has—
I often wonder why
The tones that tome from tiny
throats
Seem to fill the sky.
His voice is like a silver bell
So tuned and wrought with care,
It chimes with every wind that blows
And tinkles everywhere.
—P.K.A.
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Senator Glum Tells Us: What
is sometimes supposed to be the
concensus of public opinion is only
one man’s opinion plus public ap
plause by people unable to form
opinionh of their own.—Civiliza
tion is advancing...I attended a
hearing the other day in which a
well-known criminologist told us
that the’men in our penetentiaries
today are much better educated
than the old-time prisoners.
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From our Memory Book
The great actor, John Drew, sel
dom went on the ro«a. He usually
had a solid booking in New York
City. But, once when we were a
cub reporter, he played a ‘three
night stand’ in a theatre in a city
where we were learning the business
Of writing copy...and learning it
‘the hard way’.
The editor had assigned one of
the regular reporters to interview
Mr. Drew in his hotel room but
something changed the plans and
we’ were given the assignment.
'By way of giving us something to
write about, Mr. Drew told us a
story about another great actor,
Joseph Jefferson. The moral of
the story being that no matter how
big a man ,in public life might think
he is, there was always certain to
be someone a little bigger and more
important.
Once when Jefferson had made
his big success in “Rip Van Winkle"
he felt himself fairly important and
; believed that everyone knew of his
success...at the very least he felt
that he had put Washington Irving
on the map, with his Boucicault ver
sion of Rip.
One night after the theatre, as he
was going to his home in a Fifth
Avenue hotel, a stockily built man
with a grizzled beard got into the
elevator, and inquired conversa
tionally: “Are you playing in town
now. Mr. Jefferson?”
Jefferson, as he replied in the af
firmative, rather pitied the man
for his ignorance and his total lack
of understanding of what was go
ing on in the world. What a simple
ton he must be, who did not know
that Rip was having a record run.
When this man reached his poor
and got out, Jefferson asked the ele
vator boy: ‘‘Who was that?”
“Why,” said the boy, pitying Jef
ferson for his ignorance, “That’s
General Grant."
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That a certain young man is wise
beyond his years was proved when
he paused before answering a wid
ow who asked him to guess her age.
When he hesitated, she insisted,
“You must have some idea.”
(‘I have several ideas,” said the
young man, with a smile, “the only
trouble is that I hesitate whether to
make you ten years younger on ac
count of your looks or ten years old
er on account of your intelligence.”
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The Long Trail
The long trail, the gypsy trail
Calls stronger every day.
j “Come away while youth is kind,
•Leave convention's cares behind
To seek the beauty you may find
Half the world away.”
The long trail, the gypsy trail,
Take me out to see—
The flashing Curves of tropic
strands,
Treasure-troves of silver sands,
Palm-crowned heights of cameo
lands
Clean cut against the sea.
--Conchita.
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A mean man is a man with means
........and means to keep them.* * *
TODAY’S SIMILE—As popular as
a portable radio in a sleeping car4.
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Dear Colonel: If you print any
more Scotch stories I’ll quit bororw-
lug the paper.
-—Sandy
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Of a wet, snowy morning, the milkman finds life one long
round of joy.
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Prudence and speed characterize the Italian navy. Mussolini
is joining the kiddies in the chorus, “See how they run.”
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The Exeter eligible maidens were out in their best bib and
tucker the other Sunday morning. They are crooning sweetly
“Will ye no’ come back again.”
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The Greeks came upon an Italian Doster reading “Nothing
can stop the Italian advance.” The Greeks politely added these
explanatory words “When retreating.”
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Hitler is doing his terrible worst these days. He may well
fear that a defeated Italy may open the backdoor to an attack
that will prove his ruin.
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As dad tightens his belt and mother lightens her hand at the
sugar bowl, let us redouble our best endeavours to help Santa give
the kiddies the best of Christmases, Let’s be glad we have them
with us.
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NOT A BIT OF SYMPATHY
Italy has been getting a sound mauling at the hands of the
Greeks and nobody is a particle sorry for them. The Italian govern
ment was and is an unholy mixture of vulture and coward and op
portunist and is now reaping the reward they cried for. Mussolini
sold his soul to become the man of all works for Hitler and Hitler
is leaving him to wriggle out of the mess he got himself into.
Mussolini lay down with the dogs and an amused world is laughing
at him as he wiggles and scratches and bites.
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WHY THE AGE LIMIT?
Napoleon brought the greater part of Europe to his feet by
using one simple principle “The tools to the hands that can use
them.” Why should not those responsible for Canada's war ef
fort make serious use of this principle? Take the matter of mech
anical skill, for example. Just now there is a loud call for welders.
Yet this call is for young men. We know one welder fifty years
of age who is the incarnation of efficiency in this regard. Yet he
is over age and that is his only disqualification. In addition to
his welding expertness he is especially skilled in the working of
steel. A better shop head in this line t is difficult to find. Why
not enlist his services and the services of men such as he, irrespec
tive of age, efficiency alone being the standard? What is true of
the workers in steel is equally true of mechanics in all classes.
There is a very definite reason why young men should be employ
ed exclusively in some sorts of work, but when it comes to eiffic-
iency, age simply has nothing to do with it.
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THAT YOUNG WINTER
Yes, we have had the real thing in winter. The cold has not
been severe, but we have had snow and plenty of it. We mortals
are a droll sort. We 'assumed that the old-fashioned winter had
fled with the years and prepared ourselves for mild, snowless con
ditions. Why should not the weather accommodate us in our new
way of thinking and doing, we said in our superior way. Manu
facturers waved an imperious hand and, of course, cutters and
sleighs were waved into the ignominious past. We were to have
open roads and green Christmases and all the other pleasant
things. Well, we didn’t know a thing about it. The weather went
its own way and Dobbin got into his winter togs and we mosied
behind him. And we had our clothes made to .suit the open, mild
weather. Had we not heaters in our cars that allowed us to move
where we would amid the snuggest of summer conditions. Then
came Jack Frost and we must wrap up or suffer from frost bitten
shanks and frozen noses. Could we but have a good look at our
selves we’d have many a jolly laugh.
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OF COURSE WE ARE NOT AND OF COURSE WE CAN
Not much wonder we blundered in getting our forces into
shape. We were a peace-pursuing and a -peace-loving folk. Sud
denly we woke to find that we had lived in a fool’s paradise and
we jumped at getting ready for war. Come what might, we had
no intention of letting the Hitler gang .have their way. Men en
listed who’d have i been better on the farm or in the shop or busi
ness. We know that now. We had no way of sifting our volun
teers. Delicate handed experts of scores of kinds were set at jobs
for which they were in no Way fitted, much to the weakening of
our war capabilities. But we need not allow our mistakes to con
trol us. The men who can serve best on the farm and in the shop
should be released for the work they -can do best. Of course a lot
of} our .men got into the king’s uniform who were not physically
qualified therefor. Our civilian doctors, like the rest of us, had a
good deal to learn. Now that the physically unfit for War have
been detected, they may well set to tasks demanding less physical
strain. Of course we can get our men where they can serve best.
AU that is needed is to get rid of meddling politics and pompous
but destructively inefficient officialdom. Our citizens are capable
and willing 'but inexperienced. We’ll get over all this.
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THAT 460,000
Serious minded folk who are in a position to know whereof
they speak, tell us that there are 460,000 children in Canadian
schools who are under-nourished. For the most part this horrible
state of affairs does not pertain because there is a lack of food.
What makes this condition all the more alarming is that the
children of the well-to-do bulk as largely in this class as the
children of those who must scrimp along to make both ends meet.
Mothers of this class simply neglect their children, particularly at
breakfast. Some sort of engagement prevents the mother from
being up in time to -see that breakfast is prepared and that the
children eat that breakfast. Fathers are equally to blame in this
matter. Now that daylight saving i§ coming to be the order of
the day, this condition is becoming worse. For this neglect there
is no sufficient excuse to be offered. The little folk are helpless.
Unless a child is sufficiently nourished he is handicapped in every
way* He drifts into the inefficient class, He loses his self-re
spect. He is liable to steal. He is hateful with his chums and
becomes non-social and in a little while simply cannot carry on. We
suggest that the school teachers furnish the school boards with
lists of the undernourished and that the boards publish this list.
■Our remedy may seem severe, bitt if it were applied, there will,
soon, be no need- for its application, *
Dashwood
Red Cross
The Dashwood unit of the Red
Cross held their annual meeting
in the Red Cross room last Monday
evening with a fair attendance. Mr.
■E. Nadiger, chairman of the town
trustees brought the meeting to or
der. Rev. T. Luft was appointed
ch Mrs. R.
H. Taylor, gave a short talk com
mending the ladies on the fine re
sponse they have made to the Red
Cross, The treasurer, Mr. E. Na-
diger, reported the unit had raised
approximately $750.00 during the
past year. The secretary, Mrs. J,
M. ’Pieman, reported a summary of
the year’s work as follows: 405
pairs of socks; 75 sweaters, 21 bed
gowns, 60 pairs pyjamas, 53 quilts,
10 abdominal bandages, 16 slings,
31 hospital gowns, 21 pairs wrist
lets, 12 children’s slips, 3 pairs
Children’s panties, 3»3 wash cloths,
2 scarfs, '8 surgeons gowns, 8 sur
geons caps, 7 pairs broadcast
wristlets, 6 bed jackets, 12 child
ren’s nightgowns, 1 personal pro
perty bag, 1 child’s pyjamas, 20
blankets, 7 girls’ skirts, 6 girls’
Sweaters, 5 pairs half mitts, 1 aero
cap. 1 plain helmet, 2 Quebec hel
mets, 1 Balaclava helmet, 11 pneu
monia jackets, 2 pairs two-way
mitts, 1 pair seamen’s stockings, 2
pairs children’s mitts, 2 pairs sea
boots, 7 ladies nightgowns, 7 girls’
dress, 2 ladies’ dresses. In addi
tion to this a refugee shower was
held when 250 articles of clothing
were brought in. Mrs. Geo. Link
donated two beautiful quilts which
wrere disposed of by the Exeter
branch.
The election of officers resulted
as follows: Pres , Mrs. R. H. Tay
lor; vlce-pres., Mrs. H. Wein; sec.,
Mrs. J. M. Tieman; treas., Mr. E.
Nadiger; Messrs. J. M. Tieman,
Martin Lamb and Edgar Restemey-
er were appointed to act as a com
mittee to stimulate interest among
the men. The following commit
tees were appointed by the execu
tive: Sewing committee. Mrs. H.
Wein, convener, Mrs. E. Nadiger,
Miss Marie Kraft, Miss Ida Zimmer,
Mrs. Jack Wein; Inspection com
mittee, Mrs. D. Tieman, convener,
Miss Beatrice Graybiel, Mrs. Wm.
Kleinstiver, Miss Susan Willert;
Quilt committee, Mrs. P. Mclsaac,
convener, Mrs. H. Hoffman, Mrs.
R. Baker, Mrs. E. Bender, Mrs.
Henry Kreuger.
GRAND BEND HOME AND
SCHOOL CLUB MEETS
The regular meeting of the Grand
Bend Home and School Club was
held on Monday, Nov. 25, with the
president, Mrs. Harold Walper in
the chair. The meeting opened by
singing the first verse of “O Can
ada”. The president then read the
Home and School Creed. Ralph
Sweitzer recited ‘‘When I am
Grown”, and Murray Desjardine
“In Flanders Fields”. Mr. Douglas
Gill favored with a solo and Mrs.
McAllister gave an Irish reading.
Mrs. Walper read a fitting poem,
“Builders.” Dr Taylor, as the spec
ial speaker of the evening chose as
his subject, “Canada To-day and
Tomorrow.” As he made many
thought-provoking remarks he drew
attention to this beautiful and boun
tiful Canada of ours and discussed
conditions in Germany. He said we
take too much for granted. We do
not stop to think of the real mean
ing of democracy in our country.
“Democracy,” he said, “is the pri
vilege of the individual to live in a
community or his country on equal
rights with his neighbour. It is
• privilege to get out in public and
criticze the government. It s the
privilege of going to any church
and also of raising a family who will
be able to do things as we are. In
closing he said we must be fanatical
in our patriotism and our British
freedom.
Lunch was served and the meeting
Closed by singing the National An
them.
DOMESTIC HARMONY
Few people realize the extent to
which the colors in a home can af
fect family dispositions and make or
mar home life, writes James Rich
mond in the October issue of C-I-L
Oval. Not -only the tranquility of
the home, but the mental, physical
and even economic well-being of its
members may ibe profoundly in
fluenced, for good or ill, 'by the hues
which predominate in their sur
roundings.
Different colors have different
moods, says the writer. They have
the power to inspire corresponding
moods in sensitive people. This pow
er has been successfully used in the
treatment of neurotic patients, and
depressed people may regain their
•cheerfulness when they stay for
some time amid hues such as yellow
--a sunny, stimulating, happy color.
Over excitable patients, on the other
hand, have 'found peace in coolei4
shades of tranquil blue and green.
Bu.t normal homes are for normal
people, and the problem here is to
use the active stimulating colors in
such combination with their oppos
ites as to produce a harmonious ef
fect.
“Grandpa,” said a little girl, “I
saw something this morning run
ning across the kitchen floor with
out any legs. What do you think
it Was?”
Grandpa studied for a while and
gave up. “Water!” said the young
ster, triumphantly.
THUBSIMY, nKCJJMBKli nib, 1910
BOMB DEMOLISHES HOME HURON AND GREY
Mr, and Mrs. William Young of
Mitchell, have received news from
their son David who has resided
in London, England, for the past
fourteen years. Mr. Young, who is
a veteran of the last war, writes
that his home was completely de
molished by a German bomb. For
tunately Mr. Young was out at the
time and Mrs. Young was visiting
her two sons who were removed to
the country some time ago.
“Our Old Attic”
Rev. J, W. Down'
I stole into our attic, just to take a
look around,
My heart was stirred within me,
such sacred things I found.
Heirlooms old and precious were
lying in the dust,
Relics of the yesteryears were
growing red with rust.
Grandad’s big framed picture was
lying on its face,
And grandma's lying by its side,
tried hard to find a place.
’Twas sad to find them buried here
in such a lonely spot,
1 wonder if we put them hero,
that they may be forgot?
A homemade stand against the wail
had something on its top,
And when I noticed what it was,
I made a sudden stop.
Foi' here revealed before my eyes,
as by some cruel fate,
'I see our Family Bible, now closed
and out of date.
Yonder, lying on the floor, is some
thing old and black,
And when I hold it in my hand,
’tis Grandma’s mourning sack
There, hanging on the wall, since
eighteen eighty-four
You see a soldier’s faded coat,
■that Grandad proudly wore,
But grandam was a widow when he
went away to war.
High on the rafters overhead, there
hangs a rusty gun,
With which our grandsires used
to keep the red men on the
' run.
You should have heard the younger
fry, they nearly had a fit
When I brought from the attic,
their forebear’s fighting kit.
My father’s trunk stands over there,
a keepsake for his son,
Who took it to the Mission field,
way back in eighty-one.
I see some toys upon a shelf, they
are not there for show,
The playthings of our darling boys
who died long years ago.
Something gray hangs on the wall,
why, sure enough, ‘tis moth
er’s shawl,
In which, we kiddies used to sleep,
or coo, and kick and squawl.
1 saw a parcel in a nook, tied up with
tape and strings,
My heart grew tender, when 1
found dear Mother’s wedding
things.
Far back in the shadow, a frame
hangs on the wall,
It holds a picture of myself when
I was young and small.
I wonder when they hung me there,
sure I would like to know;
For I had that picture taken most
eighty years ago.
The things I saw have spoken, their
stories true are told,
Of sacred things forgotten, when
they are counted old.
Ancestral homes should plan to have
one spacious room or more,
Where heirlooms of our vanished
friends, are kept in sacred
store.
Mementos of our honored dead
should not forgotten be.
But treasured in each mind and
heart, a precious memory.
Now. slowly, down the stairs I
steal, scarcely sensing how
I feel.
Sadly nursing painful wounds
that, only time can heal.
The attic, now, is getting dark, and
very lonely too;
But we must try to not forget,
although we say Adieu.
COUNTIES LEAD
HONEY PRODUCTS
Four Western Ontario Sections Faro ■
Better Than Rest of Province.
By Harry J. Boyle
Honey production in the Province
of Ontario as a whole this year will
be lower. In fact apiarists in many
sections found that their bee colon
ies produced little more than enough
for wintering. Perth, Huron, Grey
and Bruce Counties have been much,
more fortunate, however, according
to Professor Townsend of the agri
cultural department of the Ontario
Agriculural College, in that their
honey production will be just slightly
below normal.
Huron and Grey Counties are the
leading honey producing districts.
Bruce County’s production ranks
next. Perth County is down a good
deal from the standpoint of the
colonies in active production. In
this particular section this year up
wards of a million and three quar
ter pounds of honey was extracted,
making the honey industry a most
important one.
Taking Huron County with its
9,590 colonies of bees as an index
the writer found that all has not
been clear sailing for the apiarists
of Western Ontario. Theodore C.
Haberer, of Zurich, county apiary
inspector and himself the operator
of 1,400 colonies of bees stated a
few of the trials and tribulations.
Infestation
'“We were progressing very well
with beekeeping up until 1925,”
stated Mr. Haberer, “when the
colonies of the district became in
fested with American foul brood.
The disease is a particularly bad
one and some apiaries were wiped
out entirely. I- was inspector at the
time and I can tell you we were
mighty busy destroying, diseased
colonies.
“Practically every apiary in the
County of Huron was affected by
the disease. The future for bee
keepers.’ didn’t seem, particularly
bright, but the apiary -owners co
operated in a splendid way. Some
owners had to have 75 per cent of
their colonies destroyed. That’s
quite a blow when you consider
that the frames and boxes must also
be burned. But we cleaned up the
disease and this spring out of 5,000
colonies which I inspected there
were only |12 diseased colonies.”
Mr. Haberer’s statement is borne
out also by Professor Townsend who
reports that in some sections of
Ontario the disease is completely
wiped out and others have less than
three per cent.
Production is down this year due
to rainy weather. The bee is one
worker who hates to go out in the
rain, and he was hampered this year
by a lack of bright sunshiny days
when he could range around and
find blossoms and pollen.
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HARTLE —RENDLE
A pretty wedding was solem
nized at the Grand Bend United
Church parsonage ny the Rev. J.
M. Beacom, when Jean Elizabeth
Rendle, younger daughter of Mr.
and Mrs. Howard Rendle, conces
sion eight, Bosanquet, became the
■bride of Edward Charles Hartle,
eldest son of Mr. and Mrs. Henry
Hartle of Greenway. The bride
was charming in her dress of sol
dier boy blue satin back crepe with
embroidered bolero, and black ac
cessories. She carried an arm bou
quet of Briarcliffe roses. Miss Ula
Ulens, of Greenway, was a pretty
bridesmaid wearing a street-length
dress of potato peel crepe with
trimming of gold and brown ac
cessories. Her bouquet was white
mams. The groom was attended
by his brother, Stanley Hartle, df
Greenway. Following the cere-
mony a reception Was held at the
home of the bride’s parents, con.
8, Bosanquet, for the immediate
relatives. Mr. and Mrs. Hartle left
for a short motor trip to Wheatley,
Windsor and points south. For
traveling the bride chose a dress of
apple green, flat erepe with black
accessories. They will reside on
groom’s farm at Greenway.