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tiece-e, .aenr''nd,, r, reic eere
teeripeeensatite and ateteC
who picked up their receivers
Toe °pet-jog wee-cis by the reireee
er e,ere- bright and cheery She informed
the pereen who artimered the telephone
cell :hat big thing:: were in etore if the
listener could unscramble the letters the
caller wce.ild recite. Supposedly these
letters could re-arranged to spei: out
the name of scene famous personage.
To those who were listening carefully
and te eing their heads it ec,on became evi-
dent that the. call nothing bet a gim-
mick to tre.lr the. householder lute the
:eereeeee Of magazine. suiescriptiens.
`urea' if a magazine is were reading,
'f it truly merits its existence in an age of
:That p competition, it sheaelci not be neces-
sary to eel; etibscriptions by trickery, If
it is a worthwhile exbiicetion legitimate
advertising end sFees rnertexis should be
enough to guarantee readership.
The telephone racket is not the only
one employee). A few weeks back a team
of ettractive girls, dressed in provocative
nvit
During a recent trip to southern Pen-
nsylvania we were tremendously impres-
sed by the appearance of the communities
in which we stopped. The purpose of our
trip, which was to search out some long-
forgotten family history, necessitated ask-
ing a lot of questions from a lot of peo-
ple and spending considerable time in the
towns and villages of Lancaster County.
Time after time we noted the tidy and
attractive appearance of the business sec-
tions of these communities. Store fronts
were tastefully decorated, in colors
chosen to complement those of neighbor-
ing buildings; window boxes on both
street and second floor sills added color
and beauty to the scene.
One outstanding community was the
town of Ephrata, where a particularly
wide main street offered special oppor-
Interesting and vital though business
and commerce may be, it is encouraging
to note two events which occurred recent-
ly in our midst—the Horticultural So-
ciety's first flower show, and the display
of arts and crafts at the Bluevale Wo-
men's Institute.
The flower show brought out a truly
beautiful display of blooms and served
as some indication of the keen interest
so many people take in making the most
of the bounty provided by nature. We
certainly hope that the event and the
Society which sponsored it will continue
to grow.
The articles on display at the Bluevale
meeting are a somewhat surprising sign
of the widely diversified interests which
exist in a wide variety of hobbies—all of
them with the basic purpose of making
versity training and the preparation for
adult life in whieh they wit! nave to
inure than average reejeeeeibil;..
free ege technel•
enenge puree, teeee 'ie.:4.el men •eed ier...-
e•iee in ii riartiCUI,r'rti !'r,v,;,rtr.vtr eie, for
eir :,heelder fei! the "-eerie!. 0'
iOrtTh'•1 tf-i^,1q7;! 11"-'7T*1 C`..,01•
efy are toie'e
e pert trees
.1., e rese.,.'t.
erri - eleedecizee
te ere' e eie ee gee. ti-eee
t\ o Sell
see cree:ie ti
re;eitej h ee ee. ere]
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v. uiat I41;:viyi...low., they liked
vra little or no saiee efirt
part; (nay v;ere merely the
;ast-ta1 i,ing young ealesthan
whp ve-V", TL.r11:11C•11 0c: ley whistle, 'iC ie55,
when the girls located householders wive
wetild eeeperete.
The sale, piton v.es sly toe. It steurci-
eci at the start like a real tnagazine bar-
gain, taut deter the e teitereer was suppos.
etily -hooked - the details began to
emerge as something le.:s thae an out-
ri ce ht gift.
The sales organize-- which special-
iee in Clie .,peaky promote :el re ly
upon the innate courtesy of nest people
to get the salesmen inside the doer, end
Upon the baeic mental slowness of most
of us to wind up the sale end complete
tee deal before we lieve l'gured out all
the angles. There is nothing illegal in
their ineTheci.> ---• their teetice are lust
tricky.
This is ene more argument for dieing
your buying, no matter what the service
or product, from merchants and salesmen
you know and can trust.
tunities for beautification. Here the stores
were fronted by green lawns, flower beds
and good-sized trees. In another place,
where the street was not so wide, trees
had been planted in open walks in front
of the stores—and in every case the store
windows displayed such attractive mer-
chandise that it was difficult to resist the
temptation to spend all the vacation al-
lowance in one place.
More attractive than the physical ap-
pearance of these towns was the spirit of
hospitality which seemed to pervade each
of them. Wherever our Canadian accent
was detected (we do have one, you know)
there were instant offers to assist us in
any way possible.
It was a pleasant journey to a part
of the world we certainly want to visit
as often as possible.
our surroundings more attractive and the
lives of the hobbyists richer and fuller.
The progress of any society from its
pioneer foundations is always interesting.
In the early days in Ontario few people
had time for any tasks which did not con-
tribute to the provision of the necessities
of life for the family. Mothers, fathers
and their growing children had to work
from dawn to dusk to eke out a living.
Today, however, our society is emerg-
ing into an era when comparative pros-
perity leaves time for contemplation of
the more cultural aspects of life, and
ample opportunity to develop our artistic
abilities, The true measure of any civil-
ization is not how many wars it has won,
not how much commerce it has genera-
ted, but rather for what good purpose it
has put its leisure time.
The Next Phase Opens
t •J .f,
oest. There
on we girls'
.Pouts for a
tion to Prosperity
The Finer Things in Life
THE WINGHAM ADVANCE - TIMES
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night as the,
the arena.
dancers wer •
PEOPLE nent e-go-go laet Ttiutsdiav
glob presented Virngnam Youth '66 at
„hakes and wiggles of some c; the been;
Nipici they defied the iocal press camera,
leaving snly a bu.ir 'en tee 1-i Ti-;;5 group le wet' ;fito
the spe,it of the evert az, If-e. 0:.:t a 7•.',1,ci
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—Adva nce-Ti metL Photo.
Surprise!
There's nothing more pleasant
than getting back to your own
home after a holiday. Unless, of
course, you've been spending a
month in a posh resort, and
your own home is that unpaint-
ed two-room shack behind the
town dump.
This week, we were looking
forward to it more than ever. It
had been hotter than Hades, and
our house, surrounded by oaks
and maples, is always cool. It
had been a long drive, and we
were tired. And while we were
away, with the co-operation of
our friendly banker we'd had
the trim painted.
When we pulled off the high-
way and headed down our own
street, we were practically pur-
ring with anticipation. A long,
cold drink under the oaks. A lei-
surely inspection of the paint
job. A quiet evening of idiot box
or reading. Luverly.
As we drew up to the house,
my wife squealed with delight.
It looked splendid, with the
shutters and trim whiter than
white against the rosy brick and
deep-green ivy. I agreed but
couldn't help noticing that the
grass was shin-high, and that an
oak branch, thicker than a
man's head and thirty feet long,
had been blown down and strad-
dled the fence, or what was left
of it.
However, after three hours of
dodging suicidal maniacs on the
highway, all I wanted to do was
fall into a chair and nuzzle a
cold one.
As soon as I opened the door,
my wife shrilled, "Bill, there's a
terrible smell in here."
"Nonsense!" My standard re-
ply. For one thing, my wife has
a nose like a bloodhound, This
faculty is allied with a vivid im-
agination. She frequently smells
smells that I swear are non-exis-
tent. She has even said my col-
umn stinks, on occasion. Ima-
gine.
But this time, "Dad she's
right," Kim backed her up.
"Yich. It's horrible. And look at
the flies, everywhere, Yid'!"
"All right, all right," I sighed,
as only a father and husband
can sigh. "Don't get excited. It's
probably just dampness from
the cellar, because the house
has been closed."
The old lady was distracted
for a moment by the pile of
mail inside the front door. She
pawed through it, looking for a
letter from her first-born. She
found it. As I staggered upstairs
With the suit-cases, she shouted
Two inches of blood on the
bottom of the fridge. Streamers
of what looked like coagulated
intestines hanging from the
shelves. I opened the freezing
compartment.
Six steaks, bought when they
were on special at 89 cent. A
five-pound roast. A two-pound
bag of chicken livers. Hamburg,
pork chops, frozen vegetables
and orange juice from burst
cans. All clinging together in a
soggy, stinking corpse.
I'd prefer to draw a veil over
the next few hours of domestic
discord. But I'll give just the
skeleton. Half an hour of bawl-
ing and mutual recriminations
disclosed that we were both to
blame, She had decided to de-
frost the fridge the day we left,
ten days before. I had insisted
we didn't have time. Finally, she
had agreed. But she turned off
the freezing unit and forgot
to turn it on again, in the confu-
sion of getting ready to go.
A trip to the town dump with
two garbage cans and 400 flies.
Two hours of scrubbing the
thing out with soda, vinegar and
good salt tears. Net result, zero,
All doors and windows open all
night but it was still like sleep-
ing in a slaughter-house,
Call next day to friendly in-
surance agent. No dice. We wer-
en't covered for stupidity. Visit
to friendly appliance dealer
whose eyes lit up even as his
head wagged dolefully, "You'll
never get rid of the smell,"
Dealer related various horror
stories from past experience.
Net loss: fridge, $300; food,
$50. Plus our planned trip to the
coast.
Oh, well. We couldn't afford
that trip anyway. But we'd prob-
ably have gone. Now; we really
can't afford it. So look at the
money we've saved. Or some-
thing.
O.P.P. SAFETY TIP
This summer we, of the On-
tario Provincial Police, ask this
question, "Why not make a
point to slow down and really
liver
Oat., • compromise by the of
..qx feel, which we feel is very
• Editor, Advanee-Tieees, teatair.
Wiegemn, Ontario, its you well know, a project
How would you like a of this nature definitely de-
excerpts from the letter, inter- C. sub station and pole yard • ...ablates :property, a steel-clad
spersed wih comments on the situated at your backyard? Up building .12 x '2i)* with a high
horrible smell. at Roland St. we ate going to wire fence around it, with an
I came down and headed for Le e ee one, and w, the rate- adjoin .in ing pile of posts is cer-
the refrigerator. Wiped my fore- payers don't want one and we tainly not an asset to ourneigh-
head, licked my lips and opened don't believe you would either. bourhood. It is very obvious the door. Even with my three . Although mere must be more that we are past due fur a plan- per cent, I was knocked flat on suitable sites other than a resi- ning board or zoning bylaw. my back on the floor. I hadn't
dential area, the P.U.C. is de- You may be the next victim. smelled anything like it since
the fields of Normandy, 1944.
Pure putrefaction,
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AUGUST 1917
A happy family re-union is
being held at the home of Mrs.,
David Campbell, Minnie St.
All her children are visiting her.
They are, Robert of Ingersoll,
David of Toronto, James of
Great Falls, Mo., Mrs. Annie
Dunbrook, Cleveland, Ohio,
Mrs. Hannah Thermus, Cleve-
land, Mrs. Maggie Hodgins,
Cayley, Alta., Mrs. T. C. Al-
lison, London, Ont. , Mrs. Lou
Davis, Windsor, and Miss Mary
who resides at home. The
Campbell family have resided
in Wingham for 56 years.
Recently there was a dem-
onstration of two tractors at
work on the Neilson farm, near
Toronto, under directions of the
Resources Committee and die
machines proved to be a great
improveinent on the old horse
plowing system. They plodded
along at a rate of inore than
two miles an hour, turtling over
three furrows as they went. One
of these machines, drawing a
two-furrow plow, can turn over
five acres of land in a ten hour
day, whereas by the old system
not more than one and a half
acres can be turned in the same
time.
termined to erect this mon-
strosity, regardless of our feel-
ings.
As quoted by the superin-
tendent, "I couldn't care less:
unquote.
Firstly, we petitioned the
P.U.C. to reconsider the orig-
inal plan. No answer. A ver-
bal request for a meeting with
the P.U.C. also ignored. Writ-
ten request and personal visit
to the P.U.C. chairman, final-
ly meeting granted with a re-
striction of four ratepayers of
the area present. Result! A
Reminiscing
Mr. and Mrs. Malcolm Ross
of Whitechurch, announce the
engagement of their daughter,
Kathleen Jemima (Kay) Terriff,
to Rev. Graydon Otto Cox,
B. A. , of Pangman, Saskatche-
wan, eldest son of Mr. and Mrs.
David A. Cox, Palmerston.
The marriage will rake place at
Westminster-Central United
Church, Toronto, September 5.
The marriage of Edna Isobel,
daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Arm-
strong 11. Musgrove, Winghain,
to Mr. Stanley S. Smith, of
Montreal, Quebec, was solem-
nized on Friday, July 31st, at
the home of the bride's parents,
by Rev. Sidney Davison, pastor
of Wingham United Church.
Please Turn to Page Three
AUGUST 1931
Messrs. W. H. French and
D. Geddes have purchased lots
at Point Clark on which they
will build summer cottages.
The congregation of Knox
Presbyterian Church has extend-
ed a call to Rev. David J. Lane,
13.A., of Wallaceburg, to be-
come their minister, to suc-
ceed Rev. R. C. MeDermid,
who moved to Toronto.
Signed,
The ratepayers,
Carling Terrace, Boland St.
and Catherine St.
D. Rosenhagen
M. Underwood
L. Noble
Don Robertson
E. Davis
Pete Hollinger
Colin Campbell
Ross Gordon
D. H. Pollock
Fred Templent an
Stuart Henry