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Co-op turn around
is encouraging sign
The Lucknow District Co-operative has had its second
consecutive year in which it recorded a profit. While it
can't be called a streak,'it is an encouraging sign the co-op
has a place in the community. The profit also has
by-products which, should make members feel more
confident of their co-op and hopefully do more business
with it.
Total sales have increased by over $300,000 and the
members have kept pace with that increase, doing enough
business to account for 77.5 per cent of the sales.
That, and a $20,000 recovery of income taxes due to
previous losses, helped push profits to $87,825 for 1985. It
also helped the members own more of their own co-op,
which is the goal, after all.
Now members own almost 40 per cent of the store, a
figure which Manager Dave Dawson obviously coveted at
the annual meeting Jan. 17.
It's a safe bet Dawson is going to have that figure after
1986 and, with advice from board members, United
Co-operatives of Ontario (UCO) and Ontario Credit Union
League, he'll likely get his 40 per cent and more.
That's another result of the good financial news.
The co-op has a financial institution, the Credit Union,
backing it now, perhaps the ' icing on the turn around.
There, are still, problems but they've been recognized.
The worst is in. the accounts receivable column.
In 1984, trade accounts totalled $484,444 with doubtful
accounts at $43,000 giving a bottom' line of $441,444.
In 1985, trade accounts came to $530,429 with the
doubtful accounts at $63,652 and a bottom line/ of
$466, 777.
While the trade accounts have increased by $45,985, the
allowance for doubtful accounts has increased by $20,652.
Clearly, it's something that should be addressed.
But nothing can take away from the success story. It's
certain 1986 will be a continuation.
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When Doctor Cameron rode into Red -
trees it was almost dark. In both the stately
new homes and the humble log cabins, the
warm glow of lanterns heralded an evening
of good food, rest and companionship.
These the doctor looked forward to after his
long day of visiting the sick. He .told
himself his meal would be all ready to place
on the table, and Rebecca would have dealt
with any minor illnesses which could be
treated in the surgery. Hopefully, he would
be free to fill his belly and sip at a glass of
whisky while he stretched his legs before
the fire. On this occasion, however, the
good doctor was disappointed. -
He arrived at his residence to find a
small crowd of patients requiring attention.
"Where is Mrs. Caiheron?" he asked
the housekeeper.
"If ye please sir, the mistress went awa
hours ago to the farm o' Sandy MacAlister.
It seems there was some trouble about a
birth!"
The doctor raised his eyebrows in am-
azement.
"As far as I know, ,Sandy is a bachelor.
He does not have a woman on his place
who is pregnant - at least, not unless he
has been hiding something from the com-
munity!"
The housekeeper blushed crimson with
embarrassment.
"Och, no sir. 'Tis no a woman 'tis a
horse. Yon Sandy's mare wouldna part wi'
her foal and the mistress went .tae see if
she could help."
The devil she did!" Cameron said, in
addition to several swear words he did not
usually utter. "Get me some water so that I
can scrub my hands. I can't leave all these
patients waiting while I eat my supper."
It was at least three hours before Doctor
Cameron was able to go to the MacAlister
place. He muttered to himself all the, way,
vowing to give his wife a piece of his mind.
It was true he dearly loved Rebecca, but
sometimes her 'actions were unpardonable.
There were lights in the barn jd high
pitched voices. Cameron pushed his way
through a group of men at the entrance to,a
horse stall, where a new born foal was
suckling its another. His wife was wiping
her bare arms on a piece- of sacking.' Her
long skirt was wet and soiled with birth
fluids, her hair unkempt, sweaty, and
sprinkled with bits. of chaff. ,$he was
startled when she became aware that her
husband was looking at her but neverthe-
less, she pretended to display pride of
accomplishttnent - trying to justify some-
thing which she feared he would not
approve.
"There we are James," she said,
pointing to the mare and her offspring. "It
took a long time - but we did it!"
"Do not say "we" Rebecca. It has
nothing to do with me. You know very well
what I feel about undertaking work above
and beyond our normal practice."
Doctor Cameron shood his head help-
lessly. In spite of the many times he had
told her not to be so philanthropic, she still
could not refuse help to anyone who asked.
But he could not rebuke her and his well
'rehearsed speech of remonstration evapor-
ated in the presence of such simple good-
ness. Seeing her standing there filthy,
tired, and begging f, r the crumbs of under-
standing, he did not have the heart to say
another word to hurt her. A lump suddenly
came to his throat and tears began to dim
Jiis eyes. So that she' would not become
aware of his sudden emotion, he moved
quickly towards her and regardless of the
onlookers, he took her into his arms.
"Oh, Rebecca lass, whatever shall I do
with you?" he whispered into her ear.
Wee Sandy MacAlister was anxious to
express his appreciation. "I'll always be
grateful frae the work your missus did," he
told the doctor. "Had it not been frae her, I
would hae lost both the mare and the
foal!"
"Don't think you can come to me or my
wife every time you have a sick animal,"
the doctor said loudly for all to hear. "We
have enough work to do looking after
people!" As an after -though he said more
to himself than his listeners. "Perhaps it is
about time welnvited a veterinarian to set
up practice at Redtreea."
The story of Sandy MacAlister's mare`'
was not forgotten in the Caledon Hills for
many generations. Right up until the time
that machinery replaced real horsepower,
it was not unusual for a farmer to name 6 -
mare or filly "Rebecca".