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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!"
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