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The Wingham Advance-Times, 1942-01-29, Page 7ONTARIO. REPAIR FARM MACHINERY NOW/ MORE TOOLS FOR VICTORY MEANS LESS STEEL FOR AGRICULTURE Avoid costly break-downs and loss of time and labour during seeding and harvest, Check your machinery for necessary Parts and repairs. Do it at once while parts are available. PLACE YOUR ORDER FOR REPAIR PARTS IMMEDIATELY SAVE LABOUR WITH MACHINERY Use custom equipment where Exchange work and implements necessary. with your neighbours. Co-operate with neighbours for Plan your crop programme to greater use of power equip- extend the period of haying meat in your community, and harvest. Your Agricultutal Representative and your County Agricultural War Committee will co-operate with you. MAKE THE BEST POSSIBLE USE OF WHAT YOU HAVE ONTARIO DEPARTMENT OF AGRICULTURE P. M. DEWAN, Minister W. R. REEK, Deputy Minister r. "Thursday, January 29, 1943 WINGHAIV1 ADVANCE-7'1=S Archbishop Resigns or leave school for agricultural em- ployment. Those who may obtain permission to leave school, not earlier than April• 17, are candidates for departmental middle or upper school certificate, in- termediate certificate, secondary school graduation diploma, secondary School honor graduation diploma or a public or separate school, They must, however, be employed on a farm or engaged in a creamery, cheese factory, or canning or packing • plant, must present satisfactory evi- dence that they enlisted for service be- tween April 17 and June 27, and must be recommended by the principal for marks of not less than 50 per cent on all papers, WAR ON THE . HOME FRONT wed kow spoitelimpn -APPROVED BY THE ROYAL CANADIAN AIR Qfi This is the fourth of a series of articles dealing with the operations of the Wartime Prices and Trade Board. It is devoted to a considera- tion of the price control measures as they affect business, with part- icular reference to retailers, PRICE CONTROL AND THE RETAILER •11•11.10.1.11111.041111104.11•00.11.011100.11111.... Most Rev. Cosmo Gordon Lang, archbishop of Canterbury, has re. signed his office to make way to! a younger man. The archbishop, now 77, has' held the pffice sinca 1928, and is only the second Arch. bishop of Canterbury to resign th4 post in nearly 1,400 years. "Conditions In Great Britain and Other Countries As seen and written by ••Hugh Templin, Editor of the Fergus News-Record. 1.111.0.=001111004...M•0111.0.641•NIIMID04=1.01 0.M.M11,04M10111116 DEFINITELY in the class of the "heavies" is the Armstrong-Whitworth Whitley and despite its unorthodox appearance is for its purpose a most efficient and successful aircraft. It has taken' a large and important part in the raiding into enemy territory ever since the war started. Primarily it is used for night operations owing to its relatively low speed, and its high load capacity of almost two tons. Whitley's wing span is almost 85 feet, With an overall length of 70 feet. It is of all-metal construction, with retractable landing gear, and powered with two Rolls- Royce Merlin liquid-cooled engines of 1,030-h.p. each, giving a top speed of 245 m.p.h.. with a range of 1,250 miles at cruising speed of 100 miles per hour. It is easily distinguished by the lop 1-4 box-like shape of the fuselage and the twin fins an-I rudders. Machine-guns are mounted in power-opz:•nt7d trrrets in bpth the nose and tail. The normal crew consists of five—two pilots, operator. navigator and bomb-aimer, a rear gunner and radio :From These Operations One Of Our Fighter Planes Failed To Return This is the eighth of a series of articles describing a trip to Great Britain, written by Hugh Templin of the Fergus News-Record, rep- resenting the Canadian Weekly Newspaper Associiation. He was ,a guest of the British Council while in England. the supplier will have to go to the 'manufacturer or importer to get some reduction in his costs. Perhaps the i manufact.urer or importer will have to go to the Government for help in the I forin of a subsidy. But in any event !the retailer cannot raise his price •— ! except for a few exemptions such as fresh fruit and vegetables, most kinds fish, animal pets and furs. So the re- tailer should negotiate for a lower price. If he cannot conduct these ne: gotiations by himself the Wartime Prices and Trade Board's officials, the . Regional Prices and Supply Rep- resentative or the Retail and Whole- sale Trade Administrators, will co- operate to see that everyone gets a square deal. If necessary, they will . compel adjustments, On the ground that the first place to look for help is to oneself, the Board will expect retailers will take any practical steps to reduce their operating costs. They will be expected Ito cut out unnecessary frills in their operations. So, too, will other busin- esses all along the line. However re-• tailers can be sure that they will not have to bear more than their fair share t of reduced income. This, I found dur- ing my visit in Ottawa, is a funda- mental policy of the Wartime Prices and Trade Board, , By Bruce M. Pearce' If you were driving an automobile at CO miles an hour you would not by choice jam the brakes on suddenly.' However if you found yourself headed for the brink of a precipice you would put them .on just as hard as you could rather than plunge to disaster. That,' roughly, is what the Govern- ment did when it decided upon the Price Ceiling Policy. It saw rapidly rising prices swinging into the disas- trous inflationary spiral. It's economic advisers said; "This upswing of prices must be halted now—in its tracks! If you temporize the battle against in- flation will be lost before you can ever begin to fight it." So the brakes were applied — Hard! The highest, prices charged in the basic period, September 15th to October 11th, were set as the ceiling. Retailers Are Co-Operating The Price Ceiling Policy meant in-. conveniences to practically all busin- ess and industry and losses for many trades And industries. The retailer was 'in the front line and so was among the first to feel the impact of fixed prices. The loyal way inn which retailers are complying with the law proves they are just as anxious as anyone else to make any necessary sacrifice; they realize as fully as anyone else that inflation would harm the war effort. That is the mainspring of their co- operation. They realize too that in- flation would bring disaster to many of them. They remember that after the inflation of• the last world war small businesses failed by the thousands. In one year there were four times as many bankruptcies . as in a normal year. Losses Must Be Shared The mechanism of the Price Ceiling Policy provided the retailer with pro- tection from undue hardship. He must of course bear some of the "squeeze" between his ceiling prices and higher replacement costs for some of the goods he sells; but he is riot expected to-carry more than his fair share of the burden. That is a fundamental policy of the Price Ceiling and to safe- guard him hi this respect. Retail Trade and Wholesale Trade Administrators have been appointed. Whenever possible, the retailer is expected to wirk out his own arrange- ments with his suppliers to share or "roll back" the "Squeeze". When he cannot arrange this he is expected to feet up, protecting the bombers down below, dropping their eggs on Ivraz- ingarbe, The German came at them from above, out of the sun, They opened .up their formation. Corbett peeling off to the left and he to the right, "just exactly like in practice." The German missed them both, The Squadron Leader got in his shot first and then he, McClusky, finished off the Messerschmitt, He saw it go down with a long trail of smoke behind it, Just above the clouds, Ire 'saw the German pilot pump loose and float down with his parachute, He was glad of that. He didn't want to kill the German pilot; not the first time any,- way. I could have listened to more of his enthusiastic detail's, but some ofi the other chaps in the squadron be- gan to make rude remarks. Appar- ently one isn't expected 'to give inti- mate details of a fight like this to an outsider who happens to come along, At first their jibes didn't register, but at last they penetrated and Sergeant Pilot McClusky left me to go and put in his official report. The other Hurricanes were coming in one or two together, Nearly all had been in action. The men on the ground mentally tallied them off. At last.they were all in but one. Pilot Officer 'Gra- ham was absent. One Plane Didn't Return There was an air of anxiety, but not without hope, Quite often, fighter planes run short of fuel and come in at some other drome nearer France, We would go to have tea: by that time he would probably join us. We drove around the field, past the Hurricanes, already dragged into their pits, Armonrers were scrambling over them, removing the empty cartridge belts and replacing them with fresh ones, full of long lines of glistening bullet noses. Mechanics were going over the motors and refuelling. If an alarm came, those Hurricanes would be ready to take ,the air again if bombs dropped, nothing but direct hits would damage them. The Commander showed me to his own bedroom, with a glistening mod-' ern bath in the next room. This was an old house, recently modernized by a wealthy Owner. In front, roses in long beds curved around the drive. At the back, vegetables grew between the rows of dwarf apple trees. We sat down to tea at a long table in the dining room. I answered ques- tions about the training in Canada and they told about the way the fire power of the Hurricanes was being stepped up. They' were interested in the Clipper flight across the Atlantic: I was interested in these men who live dangerously, day to day. Every few minutes, the noise of a passing plane caused someone to rush to the long French windows, but al- ways there would be a shake of the head. Pilot Officer beside me showed me a picture of Pilot Officer 'Graham. "A damn good fellow,' he remarked. Graham's home was in the 'Maritimes, it seemed, But there. was hope. Plenty of planes landed at other airdromes to refuel. Flying over England, you saw one of them every three or four Min- utes. Since I came home, I read a letter from my friend in 402 Fighter Squad- ron. They have moved now and the new quarters are not so comfortable. To them went the honor of testing the new dive-bombing Hurricanes with 12 guns and a bomb under each wing. They had been successful. Pilot Of- ficer Graham never came back, He has been listed as missing. Sgt. Pilot MoClusky was badly injured while making a landing in England. He died in the hospital. One of the other of fivers I met crashed into a cliff in France while trying out the dive bombers. It is some time since Prime 'Min- ister Winston Churchill said it, but it is still as true as ever: "Never before was .so much owed by so many to so few." develop matters through the nearest Prices and Supply Representative of the 'Wartime Prices and Trade Board or directly with the Board's Admin- istrator of Retail Trade and its Ad- ministrator of Wholesale Trade, who have offices in' Toronto's :Metro:pal. itan Building. E. G. Burton, who knows- the retail business from A to`Z and who is serv- ing the Board without rei'nuneration, is the Retail Trade Administrator. R. F. Chisholm, another young executive, who is an authority on wholesaling, and who also serves voluntarily, is the Wholesale Trade Administrator. These two executives regard themselves as champions of a square deal for all parties. Their philosophy is roughly this: "You cannot undertake so ter- rific a job as halting inflation in its tracks without hurting someone. It is our responsibility to see that a normal flow of essential goods is maintained and that no one suffers undue hard- ship," "Rolling Back" the "Squeeze" Suppose a retailer finds himself badly "squeezed" between his retail selling price and the price he has to pay his supplier for goods. His first step should be to take the matter up with the supplier , who may be al?le to reduce the price to him. Perhaps , TOUGH AUSSIES AND ARTILLERY WHICH GAVE JAI'S A SHOCK PHIL OSIFER OF LAZY MEADOWS By H. J. Boyle A WARM STABLE Neighbor Higgins has those bright, glaring, electric lightt, in Iris stable. Just press a button and *enough light comes flooding on to make the cob- webs hanging from the beams almost wither up and disappear. Higgins is is mighty proud of that stable of his, Wheri you go in he spends about fif- teen minutes flipping ou the various switches. He's real disappointed if you don't say something about how bright a stable lie has. Speaking frOlTi a modern stand-' point I suppose his stable is mighty efficient, By the same taken when it comes to comfort you can't beat the one at Lazy Meadows. I notice that Higgins never stays to chat very long hi his own stable. It always seems like being out in the Centre of a light- ,'bathed street in the city when you tit down in his stable. He dropped in last night after ehore-time. I had just finished putting and commissioned officers and ser- geants were quarteredt in country houses nearby, one of them owned in the far past by Anne Boelyn, one of the wives of Henry VIII. Because we were late and the first of the Hurricanes was due at any moment, the Station Commander cut his address of welcome short and we hurried out to the landing field. A Flight Lieutenant was waiting for me and after asking my name, took me to meet a group from Ontario— Flight Lieut. R. R, Burnett of Dur- ham, ,the Medical Officer, Pilot. Offi- cer Jimmy Thompson of Listowel and Ian Stewart from my' own town of Fergus. As we talked, the first two Hurri- canes came tearing in. I had never seen one at 'close range While in the air. I knew that they Were tiny little planes, but their speed took the breath away. They dived down over the field, waved their wings 'and were away to the west, turning into the wind and landing at 90 miles an hour or so. There is no room in the plane for anyone but the pilot. The 'first landing he makes in a Hurricane or a Spitfire must be life's greatest thrill. The two Hurricanes were followed by a Spitfire, no larger,, but with oval wings and some slight differences in contour. It belonged to an' R.A.F. squadron farther north and had come in for more fuel to take it home. As the third and fourth Hurricanes dived low in salute, one of my' friends said: "That's Corbett and McClusky. They've both been in action." I wondered how he knew, but, as they taxied in, I could see for myself. The cloth that covers each of the twelve machine guns had been shot off, Their gun's had been fired. They led me over to meet Squadron Leader Corbett as he climbed out of his plane. "You've been in a fight?'/ He didn't seem excited. "Yes," he said, "The air was full of Messerschmitt 109's today: We met them two or three at a time, all the way." • Squadron Leader' Corbett comes from Montreal. He had been in fights before. His story had all the coolness at an official report. The Ali-Canadian Squadron had escorted bombers to Mazingarbe, where there is q power station and chemical plant. They had reached their objective When they were attacked by 100's, He. got in a burst at one of. them and Sergeant McClusky, coming behind him, 'had finished it off. He did not know if any R.C.A.V, planes had been lost but he saw none in trouble. Conversation After Battle' The f6tirth Hurricane had pulled in alongside and the pilot was climbing out. His guns had been used, and as two of the ground Crew helped him out, I heard his voice, all excited. I. was introduced to Sergeant George McChtsicy of Kirkland Lake, "I know the editor of your home- paper arid other people its Itirkland Lake," I said, "I'll be reporting for the Northern News when I go back, Have you a Story for me?" Had he a story? That was all that was necessary, I listened as 'this On= Wier boy gave me a first-hand story Of an air battle that had been fought less titan an hour &fore. It Was his, first flight and he had won. X never SW itiote pleased fir eleited youth. He was flying just behind and along, s`de the Sqttatitork Leader 'about 18000 the Maley Peninttile, :ewe dispatches state that these tough fighting Men have scored local StletebSet of more than passing insportance on a number sectors on 'the 'Malay tetatiettle This 'tetetit photo Made by the 11/arch of time Catietaftiati, MOWS itieSSecl field artillery of an AUStgelitin regiteent, at it prepared to leave the Island fattest at sitlizototo to 'Meet the kitinetteSe hoe On ,down hay for the morning and was leaning over the stall heads looking at the two steers, Blacky and Whitey, when he came along. I could hear his boots crunching on the frosty snow and his hand fumbling on the frost- bitten catch of the horse stable door. He did a lot of stamping and panting and gruntingly acknowledged when he came through from the horse stable to the cow stable, "Feels nice and warm in here." We sat down on the two half filled chop bags that I keep at the end of the cattle passage next to the chop bin as a matter of convenience, Con- trary to fire marshal orders we start- ed smoking, Neither of us said much at first, being warm and comfortable, and it almost seemed as if we didn't want to disturb the perfect peace of the moment. The lantern hanging from a spike over the centre of the cattle stable cast a pale, yellow glow over every- thing. It put a glimmer, gossamer look on the cobwebs that serve as ceil- ing decorations throughout the stable. It Was reflected from the inside of the frosted window panes and it gleam- ed in the .tigerish eyes of a kitten nimbly picking its way across a pole over a pen where a brood sow was gruntingly grumbling at her frolick- ing family. She was in a mood for sleep and they were determined to slide down her fat sides. Sir Timothy, the red bull, rattled his chains fiercely a few times at the pup taking time out to bite at a tick- lish tail. The rhythmic sound of the cows chewing their cud and the black steers rubbing on the rough board of the stalls seemed to blend together. From the direction of the turnip pile there came a frightened "meow- ing" as Tabby losing her footing for a minute oil a rolling turnip catapulted down to where the turnip pulper stood. Two dozing cats on the chop bin look- ed up in an interested way and then with a flick of their tails as if to dis- miss the whole incident they burrow ed their chins in their paws and went back to their wheezing sleep. Three hens, preferring the warmth of the stable to the hen house had managed to get in, some time around milking tine. They sat roosting on the turnip pulper, When Tabby had her escapade they squawked into life in a sleepy', half-hearted way and then went back to their dozing, shifting ar- ound a little and tucking their heads back under their wings, The horses stamped around their stalls, noting in the oat box arid going deep down for the last of their hay. The. brindle cow bumped against the stall post sending a minattire avalanche of dust spilling down from the barn floor above her, A calf bawled from the opposite end of the stable,. It was- n't a hungry bawling because he was just fed, He seemed to be practising, /The smoke from our pipes circling around in the steamy warmth of the stable eddied out through a small 'crack in the window above our headS, I like a stable on a frosty winter night when lantern light seems to add to the comfort of the place, , SCHOOL LEAVE FOR WAR SERVICES The Provincial ndpAttitiOnt Of Edu- cation issued information regarding tonclitions wider which secondary, public and separate school pupils rimy enlist for Service in the present war Before leaving Canada, to fly the .Atlantic to Lisbon and England, I had -visited many of the training centres .and schools in Otario connected with 'the British CommonwealtlhAir Train- ing plan. I had followed the young -men through their courses of train- ing here and was particularly anxious -to see them on active service in Eng- ,. land. It was a beautiful, bright, sunny -Morning about the end of September when I left London in a car provided 'by the British Council. The car was new and capable of doing 90 -miles an boor on a broad road. The driver -was interesting. He had acted as a 'chauffeur for the British Government -officials for years. When Ramsay,Mac- Lonald was Prime Minister, this man had driven his car. He knew London .and its suburbs like a book. We headed for the East Coast, the last car in a group of four, each df -which flew a Canadidri ensign over :the radiator. I sat in the broad back seat with a large-scale map on my ' 'knee. In doing so, I probably brake some of the most stringent regula- tions in wartime England, but the map had been given to me by an officer at the Canadian Army Head- -quarters the day before, so I took a chance. With its aid, I was able to 'trace our course accurately: there is no other way in England now. Every signpost and place name between London and the coast has been delib- crately obliterated. „Lest In Rural England Perhaps it was just- ast well that I had the map. The drivers knew the city, but as we got away from main toads of the coast, they got lost. I had noticed the leading car 'take a wrong turn in a busy town but our driver had to follow till the leader decided he was lost, Then the map came in handy, We arrived at a city on the Thames estuary only a few minutes late for luncheon. The owner of that big seaside hot& gave us a royal welcome. Over the stairway leading to the dining room, Ire had a huge Canadian flag. As we walked Upstairs, the strains of "0 Canada" came from a* side room. The City Fathers came around after the luncheon and. requested that we give them a few minutes of our time. 'They had a drive on to sign up wo- ttien, recruits for war work. We went to the recruiting centre, where a loud speaker over the door blared con- tinually and girls sat inside the plate glass. windows assembling wireless transmitters. Some of tts Made brief personal appearances in the 'window, but.doubted if that helped much. . Visiting a Fighter Squadron Number 402 Itoyal Canadian Air Force Fighter Squadron Was station- ed not fat froth the. East 'Coast in those days. The 'buildings were more than comfortable. "LuRtitioili" Might 114 a better word.. the Offices Were in what was probably .a new brick school '