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J. HOWARD AlTket11 — General Manager - •••
yitorial comment'
Unholy 'havoc
Police Chief Lloyd Westlake rightly
praised the majority of Clinton young
people for their behavior Hallowe'en
night, A party at Clinton .Public School
gave many a place to have fun in town.
Others returned home after their
trick-or-treat rounds.
Only a few saw .Hallowe"en as an
occasion for vicious vandalism and it is
sad that so few have turned what once
was a hallowed evening into a night of
destruction.
Hallowe'en this year may have -been
quieter than in some paSt years, but the
fact offers little solace to the owners of a
Goderich Township farmhouse set afire
Friday night or to the man whose gar
window was smashed or to the families
whose windows were shattered by rocks.
Yes, it was relatively calm. But is it
necessary for a town to prepare for siege
in order to have a semblance of order and
peace?
Must firemen risk their lives every
Hallowe'en because arson is someone's
idea of a prank?
If the shoe fits, wear it.
The following was first printed in the
Drayton Community News but we feel
that the message also, in part at least,
holds true anywhere. It is directed to
those who find a delight in using their
tongues as swords to cut others into
"pieces."
Thou shalt not gossip
Drunkenness, we suppose, is a vice in
' every town and township since the
invention of strong drink, and we have
our share of it in Drayton... no more than
in any other town, but a little more
dangerous because we have to drive out of
town to get a drink, and we have to drive
back to town to sleep. The driving makes
Drayton people a little more susceptible
to danger.
A drunkard has always been the
subject of scorn, ridicule and ostracism,
The earliest book we can cite for
reference is the Bible, where in Leviticus,
wine and strong drink is denied the person
who intends to visit the tabernacle.
Present-day scorn takes the form of
barbed wit such as, "He's suffering from
bottle fatigue", or "his wife is sticking to
him through thick and gin", and "He can
empty a bottle as quick as a flask,"
But we have, in Drayton, a vice which
is worse than drunkenness and which is
not nearly as often exposed. Drinking, for
instance, is not forbidden in the Bible,
while the vice of bearing false witness
against one's neighbour is singled out for
special attention in one of the Ten
Commandments. The latter vice is the one
which this article means to condemn: the
vice of gossip.
Gossip is rife in this town. Thanks to
local telephone lines, it spreads faster than
twitch grass. Gossip, according to our
dictionary, means "idle talk", But the
dictionary is not explicit enough.
Gossip—the kind we're referring to—is talk
by a person who knows only alraction of
the truth, and who adds from his
imagination and suppositions, enough
fiction to make his story a detriment to
the person he's talking about, and then
states his newly formed opinion in such a
way as to make his listener suspect the
worst.
This kind of gossip is a heinous crime,
and it is indulged in daily and hourly by
many people in our town. This kind of
gossip is unadulterated hatred, oozing,
seething and venomous... and it comes
from between the lips of some of the
most righteous and supposedly unsinning
people in the community. This kind of
gossip constitutes a combination of
hatred, jealousy, envy and covetousness.
The person' who gossips is invariably
found to be hateful, jealous, envious, and
covetous.
Great minds throughout the ages have
written ten times as much about the
malice of gossip as about the vice of
drunkenness because gossip is the greater
evil. of the two.
Both are caused by illness — illness of
the mind. The person who is filled with
malice and hatred is sick just as surely as
the one who needs to escape into an
alcoholic euphoria.
But it little becomes one cripple to
throw bricks at another.
Legionnaires day off
There's nothing more boring
than listening to a group of old
sweats talking about "The
War," unless you yourself hap-
pen to be an Old Sweat; as we
old sweats are called. Then, it's
fun.
This year, I was asked to
speak at two different Re-
membrance Day banquets. I
was unable to accept either,
and was genuinely sorry about
that. There's nothing like a
crowd of old sweats lying
their heads off on Remembr-
ance Day.
Don't think of it as a brood
of middle-aged and elderly
men sitting around all day,
Nov. 11th, "remembering"
their "fallen comrades" lugu-
briously.
Oh, they do that, but it takes
place in the morning, at the
cenotaph, at II a.rn,, when the
guns stopped firing in World
War I and the stunned survi-
vors looked at each other and
every man alive could scarcely
believe it,
And there's nothing lugubri-
ous or mournful about the cer-
emony. There's a certain pride
as the oldsters step out in
something resembling their old
quick march. There's a poig-
nancy as the colors dip and the
Last Post sounds. There's a
lump in the throat and the odd
contorted face, and a few tears
in the two minutes' silence.
But then there's the trium-
phant, jaunty sound of Reveil-
le
And off they swing, purged
Once more, and ready to get
down to the serious observance
of Remembrance Day. Back at
the Legion Hall.
A few of the smart ones, the
timid ones, and the wife-scared
ones go home for lunch, but
most of the old sweats have
planned to make a day of it,
even though they might need
plasma the next morning.
I don't mean it's an orgy.
Far from it. But it is a shuck-
ing off of the daily rut 'and
routine, a once-a-year get-to-
gether where you can retell
old stories with fresh embroi-
dery, and laugh a lot, and re-
capture, fragmentarily, the
feeling that you're 20 again,
not 50 or 70.
Psychologists, v et e r a n 's
wives, and other non-old
sweats may well look down
their noses and call the whole
thing childish. Of course, it is.
But there's a bond there (and
it doesn't matter which war
you were in), that you can't
find anywhere else.
It's not nearly as childish as
university class reunions, at
which a lot of middle-aged peo-
ple who never did know each
other very well, get stoned and
maudlin and nostalgic trying
to recapture something they
never had. Nor is it as childish
as business conventions where
a lot of people get drunk and
try to capture something they
never will have.
That's because these men
did have something and they
retain some part of it, even
though it might be 50 years
old or more,
Lice, mud, snotty officers
and a military system of in-,
credible stupidity could not
quench them. The only thing
that could do that was death.
And they licked death.
So they have something to
lie about, and laugh about
and bandy insults about, and
just plain celebrate.
Canadian Legion celebra-
tions have nothing -qttasi-milit-
ary about them. There are no
officers and other ranks. There
are just legionnaires, whatever
their color or creed.
There is no linking of arms
and singing old' war songs, as
you might find in a German
veteran's organization. Any-
body who tried to sing "It's A
Long Way to Tipperary" would
proably he slung out into the
alley.
There's only one thing that's
beginning to cast a shadow
over it. They're beginning to
let the women in on it, This is
going to enrage the ladies of
the Legion Auxiliary, hut,
girls, why don't you just get a
big dinner ready, clear out at
6 p.m., and come back and do
the dishes in the morning.
Even if your husband is a
little green around the gills
next day, and you don't speak
to him for two days, I think
he'd appreciate it.
Taking women to a legion
party is like taking your moth-
er on your honeymoon.
On Remembrance Day, re-
Member, it's only once a year.
Give the poor old devil a
chance to be 20 again, for a
few hours.
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10 YEARS AGO
November 5, 1959
Mr. and MrS, M. Wright and
Mts. Lily Ruston, all of Midlhnd,
have spent the past week with
Mr. and Mrs. Alvin Betties and
family, ClOcleriCh Township.
I-tarry b. 13all, 187 Raglan St.,
has severed active connections
with tall,Mataulay Ltd, and is
now sales engineer'with
Sewer Tile Ltd.
Mrs. D, Murray returned to
Toronto last week after having
Visited her daughter, Mrs. 't
CaStle, Bayfield.
Work was begun this Week on
the addition to the Clinton
District Collegiate Institute, The
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about $296,000,
Seaforth
4 Clinton.. News,-Record, Thursday, November .Q„ 1909
My editor suggests that an
occasional book review might
add a note of class and this
explains why, at last, I've finally
got around to reading St. Elmo
by Augusta J. Evans Wilson,
which is about as classy as I am
going to get.
St. Elmo, as it happens, is a
19th-century novel and I have
had it almost that long, a gift
from my favorite English
professor. But what with one
thing and .another (debt, dentist
appointments, worrying about
atomic testing and such) I've
been putting it off. Now I wish I
hadn't for I've found that very
old novels are the very best
novels.
I'm not sure exactly when
Augusta., J.,. wrote
this, but it,,ean't have been *re
recently than a centu ago'Since
the action takes place in the
1860's and Mr. W's style and
dialogue would seem to be of no
later a period.
It was 'a time when
melancholy and gloom were
really enjoyable — fashionable,
in fact — and a fair sample of the
author's delicate, dolorous
affinity for the blues is revealed
in one of the numerous death
scenes.
"The light of life, the hope of
all future years is blotted out,"
it goes, exquisitely sad. "Clouds
of despair and the grim night of
an unbroken and unlifting"
desolation fall like a pall on
heart and brain; we dare not
look heavenward, dreading
another blow; our anchor drags,
we drift out into a hideous Dead
Sea, where our idol has gone
down forever — and boasted
faith and trust and patience are
swept like straws from our grasp
in a tempest of woe"
There's just something
perverse in me, I guess, but I
find there's nothing more
soothing, when my own anchor
75 YEARS AGO
THE CLINTON NEW ERA
November 9, 1894
James Cassels returns in a few
days to Ontario, Cal,, and the
probabilities are that he will not.
return alone; there will be a
good deal of joy on the return
trip; he is a steady industrious
young man and is likely to
succeed in that Western country.
A new industry has sprung up
in town, known as "the horn
table" industry. Cattle horns,
formerly considered of little
value, are now in great demand.
We are told that a certain
farmer near here, who had more
horses than he wanted to winter,
and found it impossible to sell
them, actually turned three out
on the road the other day, with
the hope that they would
Wander away, and thus he would
be saved the expenSe of feeding
them; but they came back to
him.
55 YEARS AGO
THE CLINTON NEW ERA
November 12, 1914
Elisha Townsend has been
Ordained a deacon at the recent
session of the Holiness
Movement of the Ottawa annual
el:inference held in Ottawa,
giving him the tight to
administer the sacraments and
e and pure
happens to be dragging, than
some good, honest, vintage,
bittersweet doom.
Erudition, too, was the 19th
Century novelist's most reliable
tool, just as sex or brutality is
today.
The most humble of the
characters in St. Elmo ,is
incapable of taking the stage
without reciting four or five
u n paragraphed pages of
cross-indexed literary references
and a fast smattering of stanzas
from the classic poets.
Even the heroine, Edna Earl,
.the little orphan girl, is a
compulsive conversationalist.
("You' forget, Mr. Leigh; that
Matnimmedanism is nothing but
I a Ituge eclecticism ,..") St
Murray,' the hero, himself; ,
I even ,vacate the room, witlio
well-turned phrase ("I am going
to that, blessed retreat, my den,
where, secure from feminine
intrusion, as if in the cool
cloisters of Coutlournoussi„ I
surrender my happy soul to
science and cigars ...")
It thus takes a deal of time to
get to any plot and, happily,
there isn't too much.
The story concerns the almost
interminable redemption of St.
Elmo through the love of little
Edna, the loquacious fondling,
who, in spite of her delight in
small talk on the comparative
merits of the Solonian and
Lycurgian codes, has a strong
appeal for the boys.
All of Wilson's characters
were one-dimensional, but St.
Elmo was one of the great
mixed-up kids of literature.
"His features were bold, but
very regular," we are informed.
"The piercing steel-gray eyes
were unusually large and
beautifully shaded with long,
black lashes, but repelled by
their cynical glare; and the
finely-formed mouth, which
might have imparted a
ni&
ordinances of the church and
conduct public worship.
The 31st Ontario Provincial
Winter Fair will be held at
Guelph from December 5th to
10th. $21,000 in prizes to be
distributed among owners of
horses, beef cattle, dairy cattle,
sheep, swine, poultry and seeds,
which should afford progressive
farmers a chance to capture
Some of the many premiums.
Several Clinton bowlers were
on the green on Monday of this
Week. The bowlers have had an
excellent year.
40 YEARS AGO
November 7, 1920
Mr. J. E. Hervey, Dr. J. C.
Gaudier and Rev. A, A. Holmes
are spending a few days duck
hunting up in the Bruce
Peninsula thiS week.
Mrs. Furniss and her two
sons, Messrs, Carl and Norval,
left Monday for London, where
they intend embarking in a
bakery business. Mr. Link will be
their baker.
Miss Bessie Sloman, who has
been home nursing her nephew,
Henry Sloman, during the past
few Weeks, has returned to New
York, Mr. Sloman is now
improving nicely,
Miss M. J. Moore, , who has
been hi Tokoritto for some tittle,
is in town visiting her sister, Mrs,
Govett,
wonderful charm to the
countenance, wore a chronic,
savage sneer. The fair, chiseled
limeaments were blotted by
dissipation and blackened and
distorted by the baleful fires of a
fierce, passionate nature."
As a love story, St. Elmo is
very low-pressure on the libido,
yet there. is a certain suspense
just langorous enough to keep
you content for a long winter's
night.
Edna doesn't dig St. Elmo
("God help me to resist that
wicked magnetism! I will crush
it -7 I will conquer it! I will not
yield!") St. Elmo, in turn, is
pretty darn mean to Edna.
"Some day," he reflects, "those
'same : humbly,
— *fitly crave "Iny, • pardon
herifEdna Earl, I,,Shall,take
my , revenge and you will look
back on this night and realize
the full force of my parting
words - vae, victim!
Happily, 'everything works
out. Edna capitulates. "He is my
king! my king!" she cries. "I
have crowned and sceptred him
and right royally he rules!"
St.' Elmo's dissipated features
become unblotted and, dropping
his chronic, savage sneer, he
proclaims his devotion. "I
solemnly swear," he swears,
"that I love but one woman,
that I love her as no other
woman, was ever loved; with a
love that passes all language, a
love that is the only light and
hope of a wrecked, cursed,
unutterably miserable life and
that idol which I have set up in
the lonely grey ruins of my heart
is Edna Earl!"
It was all I could do, believe
me, to smother a small cheer.
Instead, such is the nembutal
effect of the book that I
smothered a small yawn and the
next thing I knew they were
calling me for din-dins.
25 YEARS AGO
November 9, 1944
Mr. and Mrs. Cree Cook are
visiting relatives in Deerborn,
Mich.
Miss Helen Groves, Miss Betty
Falconer and Don Switzer
attended the graduation at No. 5
S.F.T.S. Brantford last Thursday
when P.O. M. I. Nott graduated.
Ruth E. Dale, United States
Marine Corps, WR, Arlington,
Virginia, furloughed at the home
of Mr. W. Arthur Dale, Huron
Road East.
Messrs. Ford Johnston and
Kenneth Brandon, who went
west on the harvest expedition,
returned to tayfield last week.
15 YEARS AGO
November 4, 1954
Mr. and Mrs. T. C. Cooke,
Timmins, are visiting with Mr.
and Mrs, C. V. Cooke.
Mr, and MrS. Lawrence Wise
and their two daughters, Mrs.
Jack Yeack and Mrs. Oren
Barber, Sault Ste. Marie, Mich.,
Spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs.
Charles Wise, Kirk Street.
Among the guests at a
reunion party at the home of
Miss Daphne 8talb, Woodstock,
on Sunday Were Miss Janie
IVIOffatt, Prest Seaforth; Miss Shirley
Sutter, on; Ms. and Mrs.
Donald A. Deas, London; Elwin
Merrill and Mr. and MrS, Benson
When romance was tru