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Nature abounds
Other than that, how's your Ford?
BATT’N AROUND with the editor
Bargains off beaten track
Coming from a land which offers
easy access to a rich variety of natural
settings, Canadians in particular tend
to take the wonders of nature for
granted.
For example, the most common
tree of the Canadian Shield, the black
spruce, is a marvel of endurance in the
struggle for survival in the wilds.
Everything around this unimposing
tree seems to conspire towards its ex
tinction. Squirrels clip off its cones;
spruce grouse eat the seeds it scatters;
matted caribou moss prevents the
seeds it does manage to spread from
penetrating the soil. High winds often
blow it up from its shallow roots; yet it
will grow on practically bare rock and
on the fringes of the tundra.
If a black spruce can propagate
itself no other way, its life force is
transmitted through its lower
branches. When an old tree falls over,
the branches send roots into the soil to
become new trees in their own right.
As familiar an animal as a por
cupine is a truly intriguing
phenomenon. The porcupine is a
typically tropical rodent from South
America which has somehow managed
to adapt itself to conditions as far north
as the Arctic tree line.
Perhaps its foreign origin is what
makes it so formidable. A grQwn por
cupine carries up to 30,000 quills with
which to repel its predators. The pain
ful shock of receiving a dose of these
quills causes an animal that touches it
to recoil, allowing the porcupine time
to waddle safely away.
Unlikely as it seems, the porcupine
is a killer. The quills can spell slow
death to the most powerful timber wolf
or the cleverest fox by dooming it to die
of starvation because it is unable to
eat, or by working their way into its
brain.
It is said that only one Canadian
animal can kill a porcupine with im
punity. This is the big member of the
weasel family called the fisher, which
has developed the knack of flipping por
cupines over on their backs and at
tacking the unprotected underside.
Why one creature alone should be
able to do this, no one knows — but
such mysteries are part of the endless
fascination of nature. It is impossible
for an intelligent person not to stand in
awe of its mysterious logic, which goes
far beyond human ken.
A flight of wild geese is a study in
aerodynamics. The leader of the “V”
formation breaks trail through the air,
and each bird thereafter gains “lift”
from the updraft created by the wing
action of the one in front of it. Being
the leader is not easy, and that is why
you will see the birds change the lead
position periodically, as if by pre
arrangement. It all works so smoothly
that spectators rarely stop to ponder
what a remarkable system it is.
Nature is full of secrets to tantalize
the inquiring mind. Many creatures
specialize in deception. The beautiful
copper-coloured butterfly may be what
is known as a monarch — but then
again it may not. The caterpillars of
the monarch feed on milkweed plants.
As adults they contain a poison from
the milkweed which kills predators
such as birds, frogs and bats.
Most predators have learned not to
touch a monarch. So nonpoisonous
butterflies like the viceroy “mimic” its
appearance to frighten their own
predators away.
Buyers beware
Buying a used car will be tricky in
several years, reports Canadian Con
sumer in its August issue. The reason:
metric odometers.
Since September 1977, the federal
government has required that all
odometers and trip recorders in new
cars must be calibrated in metric un
its. Since the kilometre is only about %
of a mile, the odometer on a late-model
car will reach the 100,000 turn-over
point more quickly (at 62,137 miles).
This means that a three or four-
year old car with 80,000 miles on it
(about 130.000 km) would only show 30,-
000 km on the odometer. Depending on
the cosmetic appearance of the car, it
might be difficult to judge if it were a
low-mileage find or a high-mileage car
about to need a major engine overhaul.
The simple solution would be the
installation of six-digit odometers,
which would register to one million
kilometres. Strangely enough, only a
few cars such as Mercedes-Benz,
Volvo, Peugeot, BMW, Saab and
Porshe offer six-digit odometers.
The North American and the
economy-minded import manufac
turers have simply fallen asleep at the
wheel.
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Geneva Non-Conventional
SYD FLETCHER
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Perspectives
With the devaluation of Canada’s
dollar, many visitors to Europe have
been returning home with tales of woe
about extremely high accommodation
and meal costs.
Bill Smiley alluded to that situation
in one of his recent columns, noting
that it cost up to $100 per night in some
hotels and that provided accommoda
tion not entirely in keeping with what
the price tag would suggest a weary
traveller should receive.
That column, plus some other infor
mation received by the better half
about lodging costs in Germany, had
her scurrying about arranging loans,
knowing full well that the writer hadn’t
taken that amount of money with him
and would probably be sleeping on
some park bench in Lahr ... or worse
yet, being forced to seek lodging with
some kind, young fraulein.
Ironically, the writer was living high
on the hog, finding that accommoda
tion costs weren’t even as high as the
conservative estimate we had been
given by officials who had helped
arrange our trip to visit Canadian
Forces Europe.
Prices for our rooms ranged from
$12 to $15 per night, and while that in
itself is a bargain, the price tag also in
cluded a sumptuous breakfast that in
most' cases could be considered a
brunch.
However, we should advise would-be
travellers that it is necessary to shop
around for such reasonable rates, and
it may be necessary to head out into
the smaller towns because the hotels
there are much cheaper than the plush
accommodation provided in major
European cities. But it is certainly
worth the effort.
The first thing to which you must
become accustomed, is sharing the
bathroom down the hall with your
fellow travellers. However, the mor
ning lineup isn’t held up by females
powdering their noses, because most
rooms are equipped with a sink and
often a shower so your external
cleanliness can be completed in the
privacy of your own facility.
While the rooms are generally stark
in comparison with hotels to which we
have become accustomed in this coun
try, they are always neat and tidy.
The one aspect that is difficult to
comprehend on first entering your
room is the pile of bed clothes neatly
piled in the centre of the bed. Suffering
from a mild dose of jet-lag, we fumbled
through the pile looking for the loose
ends and soon determined there were
none. The next step was to figure out
how one climbs into this European
sleeping bag.
Finally, we tired of the whole exer
cise and merely spread it out and
crawled under,
“That’s exactly what you’re sup
posed to do.” advised our veteran
travelling companion on hearing our
problem the following morning. The
pile, of course, was a feather tick, ap
parently a household item in Germany.
Another unpleasant experience in
Germany, is getting locked out of your
hotel. We hadn’t noticed any curfew
hours when we left to “hit the town”
and so were rather chagrined to con
template a night under the stars when
we couldn’t get back in.
Fortunately, the problem was rec
tified when we were advised that our
room key was also the key to the front
door.
One of the advantages of staying in
small towns, is that you are in general,
living with the natives, as opposed to
the large city hotels where one finds
the place brimming with English
speaking travellers.
With the benefit of having some in
terpreters in our group, we spent many
enjoyable evenings chatting with the
local residents. It was, for instance, a
memorable experience chatting for
almost three hours one night with Hugo
and Sep, a couple of bridge inspectors.
They too were overwhelmed with the
evening, and there were hugs and good
wishes all around when we departed.
The most overwhelming aspect of
the situation was the fact they delayed
their morning departure until we had
arrived for breakfast so they could
once again extend their joy at the fun
night we had enjoyed.
* * *
We ran into a similar situation at a
small hotel where we had stopped for
dinner on our first day in Germany,
and at that point we were without the
benefit of our interpreters, although
we found a smattering of French help
ful because we were close to the
French border.
The hotel owner attempted to explain
his menu, and when we asked for a
description of the house special which
he was obviously extolling, he excused
himself and headed for the kitchen.
Minutes later he came back with a
heaping plate and six spoons, so each
member of the group could have a sam
ple.
Due to his warm hospitality, one of
our group bestowed on him a Canadian
flag lapel pin. Well, that initiated a
chain-reaction that was almost un
believable.
He immediately pulled out his bottle
of favorite cognac and insisted we each
have a drink on him. That prompted
further exchanges of mementos, in
cluding a Canadian dollar bill from one
of our group.
Th'e hotel keeper was overjoyed (ob-
visouly not realizing how worthless it
was) and each of us had to sign it and it
was immediately pinned up in a promi
nent spot above the bar.
He advised that if we ever returned,
we must visit him and he guaranteed
that the dollar bill would still be there.
We really didn’t need the cognac to
have a warm feeling when we left!
Geneva, by all accounts,
is a magnificent city, blessed
with a breath-taking natural
setting and outstanding arch
itecture (not to mention
some of the world’s priciest
hotels). Most Canadians
would dearly love to vacation
in Geneva. But most Cana
dians can’t afford the trip.
Government officials, of
course, are not most Cana
dians. And they most assur
edly can afford the trip. Wit
ness the Canadian contingent
which has been residing in
the Swiss wonderland for the
better part of 1978, keeping
their hands in the interna
tional trade negotiations
commonly known as GATT.
We don’t really mind (al
right, we mind - but just a
little bit) the idea of our hard
working government folks
living it up in exotic locales
at public expense. What irks
us more is the futility of their
venture. GATT is designed to
plunder the lesser trading na
tions like Canada rather than
establishing a world-wide
equality in trade terms.
The GATT negotiations
are a form of economic black
mail. The big three trading
nations — the United States,
Japan and West Germany —
gang up to impose a univer
sal set of tariffs on the lesser
nations. The lesser nations
are not allowed to enter into
side deals concerning exports
and imports.
Suppose, for instance, Ca
nada found that there was an
advantage in shipping our
leather to Taiwan, using Tai
wanese manufacturers to
turn our leather into shoes,
and reimporting the shoes at
very low tariff rates. Accord
ing to GATT regulations, Ca
nada would be required to
allow shoes from all other
countries into Canada at the
same low tariff rate — even
though those countries might
not be using Canadian leath
er or helping the Canadian
economy.
This sort of all-for-one
philosophy works reasonably
well for the powerful coun
tries (GATT assures that their
products can get into all the
countries whicl^ are members
of GATT), better for large,
sophisticated high-technolo
gy corporations (which pro
duce unique goods that are
unavailable from other coun
tries) and alright for some
developing nations with arm
ies of workers willing to ac
cept pennies an hour (since
these nations have a massive
cost advantage that allows
them to compete no matter
what the GATT regulations
stipulate). But, for the lesser
nations like Canada, GATT
steals jobs from Canadians.
The world’s philosophy
about trade agreements must
change, John Bulloch told an
international small business
convention in Spain this
month. Bulloch, President of
the Canadian Federation of
Independent Business, argued
that countries must start ne
gotiating international trade
treaties in one-on-one discus
sions. Group talks, Bulloch
stressed, will always benefit
the most powerful trading
nations at the expense of the
less powerful traders.
GATT is an international
confidence game. Unfortun
ately, we have no realistic al
ternative to participating in
a new GATT agreement at
this time. But let’s recognize
GATT for the fraud that it is,
realizing that neither Canada
nor any of the other nations
signing the agreement will be
able to live up to the condi
tions. Meanwhile, let’s bring
some of our negotiators
home from Geneva; we can’t
afford the hotel bills.
"Think small" is an editorial
message from the Canadian
Federation of Independent
Business^
memory lane
I’ve seen all types of
cidents in schools. They’re
bound to happen I guess.
Children being what they
are they tend to push
themselves to their limits
with the result sometimes
that somebody gets hurt. If
there’s a tree to climb it gets
climbed, a stone to be thrown
gets whipped-just to see how
far it’ll go.
Schoolyards are no ex
ceptions. A teacher with
first aid training is con
stantly busy with the ban
dages and the ointment.
Occasionally the accidents
are more serious than the
scraped arm, ranging from
dislocated knees and elbows
to the student that lost her
eye in a snowball mishap not
too long ago. Despite all the
precautions you take these
things still happen.
I remember very vividly
the little girl who was in my
grade 4 class a number of
years ago. She was a quiet
dark-haired child, af
fectionate in her ways, who
worked hard but seemed to
find all of her work difficult
to handle.
Two years later I had left
the school but my wife
stayed there as a primary
teacher. She came out to our
car one day in a state of near
shock.
The afternoon recess bell
had rung and several
children ran up to the
fountain to get a drink, this
girl among them. Her drink
finished, she straightened up
and then crumpled to the
ground.
The closest teacher was
only a few feet away and
help in the form of mouth-to-
mouth rescue breathing was
quickly given.
An ambulance was called
but took twenty minutes to
’ get there because the school
was fifteen miles out in the
country. Artificial breathing
was carried on for all of that
time to the unconscious girl
whose face was almost blue
by now.
Although I’m not sure of
the technical reasons, she
had suffered from an attack
of rheumatic fever causing
her heart to speed up to over
two hundred beats per
minute just before she
collapsed.
At the hospital she was
pronounced dead upon
arrival, apparently having
died right at that water
fountain. Nothing whatso
ever could have saved her.
Even so, a pretty sad day
for that community, that
school, for her parents who
had no inkling whatsoever.
can be exhausting. ouring
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Absolutely my last column about
trips to Europe, cross my heart and
spit. Just a few final impressions and
some tips to those who haven’t done it
before. Travel to Europe, that is.
Holland is flat and flower-filled:
flowers everywhere. We visited a local
cheese factory and I was suckered into
buying a real cheese knife with a Delft
handle, and a two-pound cheese which
my wife maligned bitterly every time
she had to restore the peace.
Went up into a working windmill, of
which there are only a few left. An
awesome experience, with the great
stones grinding and the vast sails
whirling; like something out of the
middle ages. Saw the biggest flower
market in the world, where the lots of
flowers are wheeled in, prices flash on
a computerized board, and buyers,
sitting in a sort of amphitheatre, make
g their bids by pressing a button which
identifies them.
Holland was also a sort of memory
trip for me. Went within a few miles of
Gorinchem, where I was shot down,
and passed the city of Utrecht, where I
spent several days and made the Great
Escape (seven minutes duration).
Same in Germany, We spent a night
at Frankfurt, where I had passed three
days and nights way back then, in
solitary, at an interrogation centre,
waiting rather anxiously for the whips
and the thumbscrews. When I was
finally brought in for questioning, there
weren’t any, but there were subtle
threats: “You know ve haf vays of
making you talk.” They shook me a bit
by showing me a huge loose-leaf folder
with the numbers of most Air Force
squadrons, including my own, con-
jtaining a pretty good list of the per-
?isonhel. Don’t worry; I didn’t talk.
Didn’t know anything except how to get
a Typhoon off the ground and on again.
Innsbruck in Austria worth visiting.
Up, up through the Tyrolean Alps,then
down, down through them, everyone a
bit tense on the curves, to the beautiful
old city nestled like a jewel in a valley,
mountains all around, Olympic .ski
jump just up there. Take in an evening
of local entertainment, yodelling,
dancing, singing. Robust good fun.
There were about eighteen different
nationalities in the audience the night
we were there.
Don’t let your wife loose with a credit
card in Florence, where gold and
leather are beautifully worked and just
half the price of back home.
Venice stinks. Or so they tell me.
With my bashed-up beak I didn’t notice
a thing. The waterways are controlled
by the gondoliers mafia. There are so
many tourists in St. Mark’s square that
even the famous pigeons have barely
room to forage.
Rome is remarkable, a bit
frightening if you get off the beaten
track and the English-speaking guide.
After you’ve seen the Pantheon, St.
Peter’s, the Colosseum and the Vatican
City, relax. It would take two months to
do the city justice.
A good bet for some of that
relaxation is travel by express train
from Rome to Genoa, where Chris
Columbus was born. Train is fast, and
the
to that
you get great looks at
Mediterranean all the way up.
By bus along the famous Cote d’Azur
to tiny Monaco, rigidly ruled by a
benevolent dictator, Prince Rainier.
Took a look at the royal palace. Not too
impressed. Rather annoyed that
Princess Grace didn’t pop out to say
hello, but she was probably sulking
over her daughter’s marriage
old French guy, when momma wanted
Prince Charles of Britian for her.
Nice was nice, though men in party
all woke up with stiff necks from
craning to see topless bathers of the
international set. Very, very expensif.
Off to Switzerland, throughGrenoble
in France, another Olympics site.
Through the French Alps (not quite so
scary) to Geneva and the calm, peace,
cleanliness and beauty that Charac
terize that country. ’Twasn’t always
so. Saw the huge statues of Calvin,
John Knox and Zwingli, protestant
early birds, who got their kicks from
burning Catholics at the stake.
Then to Berne, the capital, whose
symbol i.s the bear; a fine, ancient
city. And so to Lucerne, a small, lovely
lakeside resort city, where you once
again have to put a leash on your‘wife,
because it’s famous for gold, silver,
and watches, the best in the world.
It’s up early for a long, long ride to
Paris. It’s all that is claimed for it. We
saw it from four vantage points: by bus
on the way through; blazing with light
at night on our way home from a party;
by bus and on foot next morning; and
from a cruise on the Seine in the af
ternoon. And barely touched the
highlights. I could live there for a year,
and still have things to see.
This is beginning to sound like a dull
travelogue. Its main purpose is to
suggest that when you do Europe by
coach, whatever the length of your trip,
you are really on the move. If you want
a relaxing holiday, stay home, or rent a
cottage. If you want the experience of a
55 Years Ago
The Ford travelling
caravan with power farming
machinery visited Exeter on
Monday and held a
demonstration on the farm of
Mr. Russell Hedden. In the
evening, moving pictures
were given in front of the
Ford garage.
Mr. William Andrew had
the misfortune to have both
bones of the right arm
fractured near the wrist
when the engine he was
cranking backfired.
One of the plate glass
windows in Jones and May
was broken on Sunday by a
passing automobile.
The post office site south of
the Bank of Commerce,
which is being fitted up for a
playground was levelled up
and seeded to grass last
week.
The floral exhibits and .the
cooking surpassed all former
years at the Kirkton Fair
this year.
30 Years Ago
The official opening of
William H. Sweitzer’s new
bowling alleys was held
Wednesday evening.
A reception was held on
Friday evening in Caven
Church for their recently
married minister, Rev. D. R.
Sinclair and his bride.
An urgent appeal to the
hydro users of Exeter for the
conservation of hydro power
is being made.
Grand Bend WI decided to
buy and donate a piano as
the Institute’s contribution to
the new town hall.
Red Cross packing day will
be held in the Canadian
Legion rooms October 8.
Keith M. McLean, editor of
the Huron Expositor, died
suddenly Wednesday of last
week.
20 Years Ago
Eight Exeter Lions Club
members with a total of 104
years perfect attendance
were honored at the
meeting Thursday night. Dr.
H. H. Cowen, a past
president, has the longest
record, 19 years.
Rev. Alex Rapson con
cluded his pastorate on the
Main St., Crediton and
Shipka charge on Sunday.
Sparked by the en
thusiastic support of Exeter
Legion a town committee
was organized Tuesday night
to investigate construction of
a swimming pool for the
community.
William Abbott, Victoria
St., reports he has been
enjoying strawberries from
his garden for several
weeks.
15 Years Ago
Exeter’s population has
increased 117, or almost four
percent, over the past year,
assessor E. H. Carscadden
reported to council this
week.
Grand Bend PUC is being
assisted by the Exeter Rural
Hydro gang in the task of
moving hydro poles on High
way 21 to make room for the
wider pavement which is
being laid next spring.
Chiselhurst UCW was host
to the second regional
meeting of the Huron
Presbyterial United Church
Women Monday at Hensall
United Church.
Three Exeter youths, Neil
Hamilton, Allan Thompson
and Mark Hinton have been
declared champions of the
SHDHS track and field meet
at the school Friday.
The CGIT group of Caven
PresbyterianChurch held its
mother and daughter
banquet recently with
president Nancy Strang as
chairman.
lifetime, take a coach tour.
Don’t listen to well-meaning friends. You’don’t need six
rolls of toilet paper, you don’t need clothes hangers (we took
naif a dozen and lugged them all over the continent).
Choose clothing with care: something for cold, something
for hot, something for wet, something for smart. You don’t,
even the women, need a new outfit every day. Take a perma
nent press stuff. ‘ 1
Arrange your tour through a reliable travel agency. It
„?esP J any more and could save you many a headache.
We aian t nave a single hitch, including fourteen hotels, five
boat trips, two buses, one train, one hovercraft and two
limousines.
So. Just arrange that second mortgage on your house, and
• away you go,foreign dictionaries in hand. Don’t blame me if
co,n Pse?n.9°l°^e a°d have to be shipped back in a box.
there II probably be an air strike, and you can raise a real
stink, even after death.