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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Lucknow Sentinel, 1985-01-16, Page 6Lucknow Sentinel, Wednesday, January 16, 1985—Page 6 Immamounnsmaingannamman SENT "The Sepoy Town" Established 1873 The`Lucknow Sentinel, P.O. Box 400 Lucknow NOG 2110 Telephone: 528-2822 Pat Livingston - General Manager Thomas Thompson - Advertising Manager Sharon Dietz - Editor Joan Helm - Compositor Merle Elliott - Typesetter Subscription rates in advance oo Outside 16. Canada 145°O Senior Citizens 113 so Outside $43.00 - Canada Second class mailing reg- no. 0847 . Advertising is` accepted .on the condition that in the event of a typographical error, the portion of the advertising space occupied by the erroneous item togetherwith a reasonable allowance for signature, will not be charged for, but the balance of the advertisement will be paid at the applicable rates. BLUE RIBBON AWARD 1984 Article mentions Ripley couple ° To -the Editor: No doubt you wilj be surprised to receive these few lines, also a copy of our weekly Paper. On page 5 there is a column which 1 enjoyed reading and am passing it on for you to see. As I was born and raised in the Sepoy Town and haven't been back for, a few years, I am sorry to read of my fellow students passing away: I art.) starting on my 31st year with the St. Lawrence Seaway, operating two jacknife bridges at each end of Lock #8 here in. Port Colborne. This is a guard lock for Lake Erie with a lift of four to five feet on all operations on automatic although manual can be used when necessary. All vessels from, around the world pass through here and it amazes me that a school boy with grade 8 education is holding this position as today a , college degree and possibly it will .be necessary to be bilingual in, time to qualify. Lucknow has many memories and I look forward every week to the paper to keep the home news coming. • 1 am related to. Armstrong and Tillie Wilson and i had a brother, Wilson Arm- -,strong, who passed avray suddenly in December', 1970. Wishing you and yours the best for 1985. Would like to see a school reunion for 1940 students who are left behind. J. R. Armstrong, Port Colborne, Ont. Farm Style Holiday By Owen J. Going The seeds ,of an idea for a farm holiday were planted last year. They germinated slowly and unexpectedly showed green, Turn to page 74) Stop the madness West Wawanosh Township Council 1932 This picture of the 1932 West Wawanosh Township Council was submitted by Albert Taylor of West Wawanosh. Front; from the left, are T. B. Taylor, auditor; Thomas Webster, councillor; John McQulll u, councillor; William J. Stewart, reeve; Albert Gammie, councillor; Cairns Aitchison, councWor; D. B. Murray, former reeve; back, from the left, Charles Alton, collector; Ross Murray, assessor; W. I. Miller, auditor; James .Pardon, road superintend- ent; William Webster, treasurer and Durnln Phillips, clerk. The Geneva agreement between American Secretary of State George Schultz and Soviet Foreign Minister Andrei Gromyko sets the stage for a return to nuclear disarmament nogitatiuns between the super powers and it is encouraging, It is time to stop the madness. We already have enough weapons to obliterate mankind. What is not so encouraging is the waffling Canada seems to be doing on the subject of disarmament: A month ago Caa.ada joined the U.S. and 10 other countries in voting against a nuclear freeze by the supers powers. Four of our NATO allies, Norway, Denmark, Greece and Iceland voted for it and we should have had the, courage to do the same. The continued testing of the • cruise missile over Canadian territory is a very escalation of the arms 'race our politicians say they want to end. The. Canadian government should reverse its policy on the cruise now. Meanwhile our foreign affairs minister Joe Clark seems to be abandoning the peace initiative undertaken by former Prime Minister Pierre Trudeau and appears to be supportive' of the U.S., intention to militarize outer space. Indeed Schultz won. a major concession from Gromyko when the two talked in Geneva. They reached an agreement despite Shultz' refusal to put the "Star Wars" project on the negotiating table. It is time for ordinary people who are concerned about the future of their children to speak up. Enough is already too much and it is time ordinary Canadians tell the politicians to stop playing games with the fate of earth itself. Ordinary people an no longer afford to remain the silent majority. We can make a difference if we speak out. Canada's hypocrisy on the issue is intolerable and it is time our politicians' stop the nonsense. In one of his .philosophical mom- ents, the Reverend Duncan MacLeod said: "Neil MacCrimmon is like an egg. On the surface he appears to be hard, but inside, he is soft and full of goodness!" Not everybody in Redtrees saw their leader in this light. Some resented his tendency to interfere in their personal affairs and sarcastically joked about "MacCrimmon law" - "Do it my way, or else...;."" • But Netil was fully aware that his "iron . hand" methods would cause resentment and on numerous occa' stons openly declared: "I am no, gettin' paid tae :ead the council, and I am no runnin' a popularity contest. Any time one. of ye thinks he is a better man than me, i'll be mare than happy tae hand over the reins." Needless to say, nobody too( up the challenge. One evening, a woman called MacRorie came to the MacCrimmon cabin. She was carrying a young baby and was obviously greatly distressed. A Flora's cheerful "Come awa" answer- ed the woman's knock but Mrs. Mac- Roriewas afraid to show her face. There was a swelling around her left eye and she waited until Neil came outside to talk. "It's about my man, Mr. MacCrim- mon. He's no been home since the morn, and.l.,am afeared what might have become of him." Neil looked at the pathetic face and the little boy which trembled with. anxiety. He pointed to'the large bruise on her cheek. "Di lan gi' ye that?"' The woman turned away, ashamed at her appearance and reluctant to admit the truth. "Ye'd.best tell me, Mrs. MacRorie - i intend tae find out anyhow.", The woman nodded her head. "And where do- ye think he is now?" MacCrimmon asked. "I canna be sure," the woman said sadly. "But I think he will be in that new hotel by the sixth line. He's been going there quite often lately." A look of anger flashed across MacCrimmon's face,and he shouted to his wife. "Look . after M'rs. MacRorie, and gi' her a bite tae eat. , I've got a little business tae attend to, but I'll no be long before I'll be back." MacCrimmon hitched horse to his small cart and set off down the road towards. the "Shamrock Hotel". The last time Neil had entered a tavern was in Halifax, and at that time he had left in a hurry after beating up the owner. He was a not a habitual drinker, and had no desire to visitsuch places. There was a doorway labelled "Tap Room" and on entering, he game into a dimly lit interior heavily laden with the smell of beer and tobacco smoke. Without paying any attention to the patrons, he strode up to the bar and confronted its owner, Fatty Flynn. REDTREES by Don Campbell "Where. is Mr. • MacRorie?" he demanded. . ' - Fatty pointed to a dark corner where a manwas slumped in a drunken • stupor. over a rough wooden table. "Is he a , friend or a relation of yours?" the' fat one asked. "No, he is not. But I hae an interest. in him; and since he does'na hae any money, I'd like tae "'know how he got • sae much tae drink." ' • Fatty Flynn smiled in a crafty way. I advanced him a littlebit o', change on a gold 'wedding ring." "So, you are in the pawnbroking business too, are ye?" MacCrimmon asked with a menacing look on his facer "I advise ye mister, not tae • involve' my people in ye blood sucking schemes." "None o' your business my boyo," Fatty said in an offended tone. MacCrimmon reached over and grasping the fat one by his shirt neck, pulled him halfway across the bar. 'Ye'il find out it is my business if ye do any mare loan transactions wi' my people. My name's MacCritnm"on; and don't ye forget it. If ye do, I'll come back and take this place apart, plank by plank!" Turn to page 76