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HomeMy WebLinkAboutClinton News Record, 1944-01-20, Page 2f°ACE 2 ab The Uinton .iN ewS-itecor.d with which is Incorporated THE NEW ERA TERMS, OF SUBSCRIPTION $1.50 per year in .advance, to Cum' .adianaddresses; $2.00 to the U.S. or, other foreign l countries. 'No paper discontinued until all arrears are paid unless at the option of the pub Usher, ,The date to which every sub- scription is paid is denoted on the label. ADVERTISING RASES — Transient advertising 12c per count line for first, insertion, 8c for each subset tutor insertion. Heading counts 2 lines. Small advertisements not to exceed one inch, such an "Wanted,", "Lost", "Strayed", etc., inserted once for 35c, each subsequent insertion Me. Rates for display advertising made known on application. Communications intended for pub- lication must, as a guarantee of good -faith, be accompanied, by the name of the writer. C. E. HALL - Proprietor Ii. T. RANCE NOTARYPUBLIC Fire Insurance Agent Representing 14' Fire Insurance Companies .Division Court Office, Clinton Frank Fingland, B.A., LLB. Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Public Successor to W. Brydone, K.C. Sloan Block .... — .... Clinton, Ont. H. C. MEM Barrister -at -Law Solicitor of the Supreme Court of Ontario Proetor in Admiralty. Notary Public and Commissioner `Offices in Bank of Montreal Building Hour's: 2.00 to 5.00 Tuesdays and Fridays. D. II. McINNES CHIROPRACTOR Electro Therapist, Massage Office: Huron Street, (Few Doors west of Royal Bank) Hours—Wed. and Sat,, and by appointment MOT CORREGTION es' Manipulation Sun -Ray Treatment Phone 207 THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD THERE/S71 THURS., JAN., 20th, 1944 • noon the chances were that she would her 49th year. have to drive' back in the dark. Mrs. Cockerill had been health 'for the past two years, B JOSEPHINE LAWRENCE. CHAPTER X , every-oee was too comfortable. Why; 'Waters acquisitive mind. Big` -hearted Sarah Daffodil acts in even the 'boys in camp had it far better then their daddies had—they every -capacity for the four -family did a heap less mar1iing for instance: house in Garset after here husband's A nieehanized army never would real- death. The frugal, elderly Mr. and ize what the infantry units in the last Mrs. Peppercorn anti the newly -wee war had endured, King told himself. Andrew and 'Candace Thane occupy a, .he let himself into his apartment. the two top -floor apartments. and be: "In the kitchen!" his wife celled. low them middle-aged Bert Fitts and TIe set down his burden with a bis wife—who is too engrossed in war'' She hadabandoned her needle- work, although she ' still bought thread and yarn against the day when she should resume her com- plicated patterns. The girdles she, so eagerly purchased would prob- ably never be worn since She went without corsets in the house and for the street preferred old, comfortable and shapeless foundations. with train- .ed curves. ' Her shelves of cosmetics. might have kept a beauty shop going ifor six months, but she bought lip- sticks' and rouge as in a frenzy and saw her own'madness re- 1 peated in the behavios of other wo- men, Mrs. Waters was not coo- pietely indifferent to public opine and the thought that she might unfavorably criticized occasional rankled. activities to care for her Dome—and Icing Waters, veteran of World War 1, and his wife 'Emma, a devotee of fine crocheting. King Waters, who is expecting to sign up for making speeches before young men's. organi- sigh of relief. Three dozen cans of pineapple'. juice were all he .had been able to buy. "The grocery manager made a fuss 'about giving me that much. Saicl he'd. have more in next week. I said, 'If that's the -case, Pll take these now without feel' nations to raise the morale, discusses that I'ni stripping. you.'" Andy Thane's draft status with Mrs. Waters. Mrs. Waters frowned. She had not been able to get the brand of can- ned peas they liked. All the best Ennna Waters said ,with unpre- canned •stuff, she asserted, was go - meditated brutality, "How could you ing to England! "If we starve, that's raise morale?" «Young men would Iisten to me be- cause my record shows that I didn't shirk. my duty in the last war. If I had a son I could look him in the face today and say, 'My boy, I didn't hesi- tate—why should you?' " "They say it's almost impossible mg all right. Or if we try to put aside a few cans of our- own to use, that's hoarding. I'm going to buy tomato' juice tomorrow, because I read they're sending that to England to take the place of the oranges they can't get." "We can't take all this stuff up in to get any more bobby pins." Mrs. one trim" her husband• objected, ey- ing the bags and boxes and tins on slide from her brown corduroy robe the kitchen table and in the opened to the floor. "That reminds me—I cupboards, must- get up to the cottage and look at our things. You never did get nee those locks you promised, Ring." He said that he would get them the next day. "I've been intending to pick up two or three secondhand She knew, Mrs, Waters sighed. "But I have to buy, when I can. The clerks are getting nastier all the time. That's because a flock of jealous cats have been complaining. People like the Peppercorns and padlocks from old Peppercorn. He Thanes have no place to store sup - has a drawer full of locks and keys, plies' so naturally they hate to see He may have sold them all. to that (°telex people stocking' up." junkman friend of his, though—the The Thanes wouldn't butt in, .King two of them are as thick .as thieves. Iclissented, the Peppercorns might, Mrs. Waters pushed hopelessly at I though as a rule they attended to her .hair which needed to be set. If their own business: "But let 'em talk they bad followed her peau when they if they do talk. Ws nothing to 'be had first moved into the building, ashamed of—we're' putting money' in- had would have been better off to Ito circulation Besides IV 11 stuff a day, she complained, It had always ;that , we'd buy eventually, anyway, This way web HAROLD JACKSON Licensed Auctioneer 'Specialist in Farm and Household Sales. Licensed in Huron and Perth Counties. Prices reasonable; -sates- ' faction guaranteed. Per information etc. write or phone .aroId Jackson, R.R. No. 4 Seaforth, I,hone 14-661. 06-012 DR. G. S. ELLIOTT Veterinary Surgeon been her policy not to know any of ' cY more at one time, the families in the apartment house all." ! Sarah where they might live and until they ; Daffodil did not view the took this place, they'd not had even a situation, quite as charitably as that, nodding acquaintance with their nideod `she .confined that is raised neighbors. "Now everyone knows our her blood pressure to observe the business, or would if I didn't use lily loading of the Waters' car every i head. You can't buy an extra pound Saturday morning, "They have a of sugar that someone in the house shack about ten miles otit and the doesn't eoinment on it. And since walls must be buldging now—I swear Pearl event into factory work, I've they've carted ,up enough stuff to thought of having Zither—she works feet) a garrison fora years seize, for Mi•s. Thane, yon now, But I don't And her apartment here is cram - dare. It was bad enough with Pearl cram- med to the gills with girdles, nail- foi' she told Toni Fitts everything she polish, cold cream, soap, metal curl - Phone 203 • Clinton Ont could, With Zither if she saw an • ers and God knows what all." extra bar of soap or a box of candles,; The shack in the country which or a dozen pairs of stockings pat Emma Waters had brought with the away, the .news would be all over the few hundred dollars left her by a house in fifteen minutes. I've got to sentimental aunt, was a two-roon get a perfectly strange girl and run cabin without conveniences and the 'risk of her stealing everything originally designed for a hunter's she can lay her hands on.' hideout. It had been the aunt's ex ERNEST W. HUNTER CHARTERED ACCOUNTANT 57 Bloor Ste. W. Toronto Ont. 'THE McXILLOP MUTUAL Jfire Insurance Company Head Office, Seaforth, Ont. 'OFFICERS—President, Alex McEw- ing, Blyth Ont; Vice President, W. R. .Archibald, Seaforth; Manager and Secretary Treasurer, M. A. Reid, Sea - forth, Ont. DIRECTORS — AIex McEwing;' Blyth, Ont„ W. R. Archibald, Sea - ;forth, Ont., Alex Broadfoot, Sea forth, Ont., Chris Leonhardt, Born- holm, Ont., E. J. Trewartha, Clinton, Ont., Thomas Moylan, Seaforth, Ont., Prank McGregor, Clinton, Ont„ Hugh Alexander, Walton, Ont., George Leitch, Clinton, Ont. AGENTS --John E. Pepper, Bruce - ;field, Ont., R. F. McKercher, Dublin, tOnt., 3. F, Prueter, Brodhagen, Ont., George A. Watt, Blyth, Ont. Any money to be paid may be paid to the Royal Bank, Clinton; Bank of Commerce,, Seaforth, or at Calvin Cutt's Grocery, Goderich. Parties desiring to effect insur- ante or transact other business will be promptly attended to on applica- tion to any of the above officers ad- dressed to their respective post offi- ces. Losses inspected by the director CANADIAN' TIME TABLE `Trains will arrive at and depart ;from(Cliaton as follows: !Toronto. and Goderich Division (Going east, depart ..... 6.43 'a.m. (Going East, depart - 3.03 ,p.sn. Going West, depart . , , ... 12.04 p.m. ',Going' West, depart 11.1D p.nx. London and. Clinton Division Coining North, arrive 11.20 a.m. Going South, leave 3.10 p.m. JICOBJC Pipe Toiiacco FOR A MILD, COOL,•SMOKE, King Waters slid expertly away. Pressed wish that her niece buy Evidently he ryas heading for the something "in the nature of a mein - grocery store, He said to a man held anal, a Perpetual reminder of ire. up with hien at the curb, "A few 1 love Inc her." Mrs. Waters had eon-. m privations, more or less, mean little veed herself that a little place in to Inc. I served in the last war and I the country was an ideal memorial, we did without practically every- The furnishings were scanty aro thing at the front. A sugar shortage 'Primitive, oil -lamps the only ilium can't down a man who's been with- illation and a two -burner oil stove out drinking water forty hours at a the only cooking convenience. But stretch." ' since -the declaration of war and tli. The whole trouble now, King Wat- subsequent rumors of shortages and ers thought, shifting his heavy restrictions, the value of the place M package to ease the weight, was that as a storehouse had risen in rs. U. Se Bombers; Smash Rumanian Oilfields Ori 1. 8. 43 U. S. Liberators carried staations, plants,andd boiler houses. out a mass low-level attack on the Picture Shows: During the attack on Rumanian oilfields and refineries the Picesti oil refineries—Liberators which are one of the major sources sweep in low against a blackcloth of Of supply for the German war ma smoke and flames. chine Direct hits were scored on in The road all the way to; Coatsvilie was in fair condition but ' at that hamlet Mrs. Waters was obliged to turn left and continue along a dirt road, badly rutted and bordered by second -growth scrub into which all the dirt and . trash of uncounted winters had been blown by tidy winds. There were only two houses between Coatsville and her' cabin and neither of these had ever tempted- Mrs. Waters to stop and snake the acquain- tance ofher neighbors. She glanced. now at the sagging farmhouse, set far back in' the stubble of the corn field she was passing. Each time she saw this house'a few more bricks had fallen from the chimney and more rags had been substituted for mis- sing windowpanes. Her own place didn't look much on better, she admitted to herself when by I she drove into the yard through a ly wide gap' in the disreputable picket fence. Mrs. Waters shivered as she stepped out of the ear and fumbled e in her purse for the key to the pad- lock. . e She opened .the heavy, scarred to door and stepped into the room ✓ which was a combination : of living • and dining room, kitchen and store- s room. For a moment her eyes blink- ed then they became adjusted to the en trim light. g- ' "Why—why for heaven's sake!" - she cried. aloud. e Something dark and swift ran across the floor and leaped to the t ,rafters overhead. She -made a bar- sh gain with herself not to look around ng until she had her fire built and had o brought in the supplies from the car 1 The inside shutters' were not closed, I as she had left them, but swung ep tipsily open. The clutter of dishes and pans on the rough hewn table ren • she had never seen before. The cup- board doors were unlatched --but there would be time enough to con- sider these things when she had a good fire going. It was not until she discovered• that the ashes in the fireplace were still warm that the possibility of someone hiding in the next room occurred to her. (TO BE CONTINUED) v Once she' remarked to Carideo Thane that she liked to think that she would be in a position to shelte her friends who might happen to b bombed. out. "People don't stop think that you can't feed a dozen o two emergency guests, unless yo have made previous preparations, she reasoned. - "But could ' you get : two doz people in a two -room cabin?" sug • Candace. "If you had blan kets, they could sleep out, I suppos —but it might rain." Candace asked Andy ±1 -he though that: Mrs. Waters did her lave shopping with the -thought of taki tare of the more unfortunate wh were not in position to hoard. mean those who can't stock up. hate to be uncharitable, but I ke remembering het six girdles." She might be planning to re them out, Andy offered amiably. "In the days when there are no girdl- es,a woman may be glad to rent one by the hour or week. About the food I'm suspicious. What 1 really think our neighbors intend to do is to set up a Black Market over here," I suppose it helps her to feel se- cure, to have all those things at hand," Candace admitted. "We all want security, but we don't all seem to spell it the same way. It's "safer don't yon think, Andy, not to set up things as your symbols of security?" "Like canned salmon?" She, smiled and understanding quickened between thein. Andy ran his • fingers through her hair, pulling the soft pompadour of her new hairdo down to her eyes. "The heck with canned salmon! It reminds nee too much, of Mr. Waters and his favorite war." Had they only known it, canned salmon held something of the same association for the boy at the cash grocery store and tl:e slim young cashier who presided over the money cage. A case of the tinned fish, to be opened and the cans arranged in place on the shelves, had been th- morning task alloted to Hervey, the boy, as an occupation Inc him in the absence of the manager. "Him and. his goidfisl.!" the cash- ier said scornfully. "Maybe I'M not tired of his stories.' The lad grinned, "They must have. a stock as `large as ours, by this ,' time. Kitty, from her cage, thought it likely. But she was growing tined she declared, of Mrs. Waters' com- plaints about the fresh vegetables. 'She conies in,. nearly every day to tell Mr. Locke that the stuff is wilt- ed, or:speckled, or just a plain mess. Why, don't you give het a break once n a while?" "Where do you suppose she puts all the food?" asked the boy. \ The Cashier decided that the Wat- ers ate the 'limp; lettuce and the wrinkled carrots. The canned goods and the dry staples they could hoard. "I hear they have a place, a hidea- way, up: the line. Lots of people -have got a' bomb shelter -or something-.. in 'the country, Hervey, which they're busy stocking with ripe olives, lob- ster 'paste, imported sauterne and other delicacies supposed to keep up e's onstrength under fire." • "Add sugar, tea and good. Scotch," Hervey suggested. "Speaking of the devil -isn't that King Waters' car, across . tete street?" They both peered oat, through the towers of cracker, boxes piled in the window, at the small' car parked be- fore the opposite drugstore.. Present- ly Mrs..Waters canny out, the drug clerk trailing after her with a pack- age. He stowed it underr the seat and to'Kitty and Hervey the car appeared' to be loaded to the roof with parcels: Across the street Mrs. Waters hes- itated,,considered the grocery, chang- ed her mind about buying annother box' of bacon, She was already late, if she didn't get up to, the' cabin by 91 Years Congratulations and best wishes are extended' to Mrs. Donald MacKenzie, who on Sunday last celebrated her 91 st birthday at her home on South Main Street. Mrs, MacKenzie has been an esteemed resident of Seaforth for 65 years, but is still young in everything but years. During the Christmas sea- son she .did her own shopping, on Main Street, and on Sunday morning, as is her custom, attended the service in Egmondviiie Church. In the after- noon and evening inany friends in town and district called at her home to extend congratulations. Mrs. Mac Kenzie's fancily of three sons and two daughters, Councillor J. C. Mac ' Isenzie, of town; Mr, A. R. MacKen- a,!e, of Oriilia; Mr. R. E. MacKenzie, of Toronto; Mrs. Montgomery •'at tick of Tuckersmith, and Miss Rena Mac- Kenzie, of Stratford, were all hone to celebrate the occasion with her, . —Huron Expositor. V Funeral of Mrs. J. Riley The funeral of Mrs, .fames Riley, who died in Vancouver on New Year's Day, was held from the home of her father, ,Tames Fulton, Mitch- ell east, Monday afternoon at 2.00 o'clock. Rev. Norman MacKay .of: Knox Presbyterian church officiated. B. H. Jeal presided at the piano for the singing of two hymns, "The Lord Is My Shepherd," and "Rock of Ages." The pallbearers were three brother- in-law, Joseph Flynn, Clinton; John Hazelwood, Londesboro; Bert Hog- garth, Londesboro; and J. Wright, Albert Baker, Albert Hudson, all of Seaforth. The beautiful and numer- ous floral tributes were borne by nieces and nephews, Lois Hazelwood, Jean Flynn, Enema Riley, John Flynn, Reggie Hazlewood. The body was accompanied from Vancouver by her husband and three ;children. Friends - and relatives attended 'the funeral from. Brussels,..Londesboro, Walton, West Monkton, Seaforth, ' Dublin, Cromarty, Kitchener, Stratford, At- wood,. Sebringville and Timmins. In ternient was made in Maitland ceme- tery, Seaforth. Clinton Native Dies hi San Francisco . Mrs. Alice Fawcett, Blyth, received the sad news this Wednesday that her slaughter, Mrs. William Cockerill formerly Elva 'Fawcett, had .passed. away in San Francisco, California, in n 111 Born in Clinton, deceased cane to Blyth as a child, where she spent her early life. She,nsarried Peter Cock- erill while in Toronto, and twenty years ago took up residence in the United States. - Besides hey husband, she leaves to mourn, two daughters, and twosons, one of them serving Overseas; also two grand -children. Also surviving are her mother, Mrs. A-, Fawcett, Blyth; five sisters, Mrs. Milton Lowe of Brussels; Mrs. Bert Potter, Cleve- land; Mays. Loughre, Mrs. Cuthbert and Miss Gladys all of Toronto; and one brother, Lance -Corporal Fred Fawcett, Overseas. Funeral arrangements were not known here as this is written. Blyth Standard, CALENDAR, January snowy, February fiowy, March blowy. April showery, May flowery, June bowery. July moppy, August croppy, September poppy. October breezy, a November_ wheezy, December freezy. Richard Brinsley Sheridan I SHALL We saki goodbye to our son last night, Our boy of the yesterday Who used to come toddling up to us To kiss his hurt away. I; was shaken a bit when he stooped down Iow And kissed his mother's tear, But I gripped his hand and smiled at him And he didn't guess my fear; "You'll take good care of her, won't you Dad? She's precious to me you know; It's mothers, sweethearts, and homes we love That makes us want to go;" I was proud of my soldier son last night, And thousands of others too Who have pledged themselves in the spring of life To see the battle through; And 1 swore by the flag that I honour And by our God Divine I shall produce for Victory Eaeis working hour of imine. This emblem I'm wearing so proudly, Burns deeply—a symbol bright, Keep 'the faith with those men of ours, Leading them through the night! If I should falter; if I should fail; Who knows but the bitter cost May mean a plane, or a ship at sea, Or a hard fought battle lost! The blood of a thousand men and one May mean a plane, or a ship at sea, I must give MORE than my "Nearly All" That Mankind may be free! Harold Wood—Canadian Poet. V The Steady Subscribers I3ow dear to my heart isthe steady subscriber, Who 'pays in advance at the birth of each year— Who lays down the money, and does it quite gladly, And casts' round the office a halo of cheer. She never says: "Stop it; 1 cannot afford it; I'm getting- more papers than now I can read;" But always says: "Send it; our people all like at; In fact, we all -think it a help and a need.", How welcome hes' cheque when it reaches our sanctum! How it makes our pulse throb! . how it makes our .heart dance!. We outwardly thank her; we in- wardly bless her— The steady subscriber . who pays in advance. —The Living Message. THE GRADE TEACHER. The teacher in high school works hard, we all know, But the poor elementary teacher --ole, oil She must know how to sing . and toain' and t p to dance, To make` a good bookcase 'and to raise lovely plants, To weave a good basket and make things of. clay, Po write a fair poem, to put on a DR. THOMAS. H. HOGG Chairman and chief engineer of The Hydro -Electric Power Commis- sion of Ontario, who has been named a member of 'the Public Utilities Com- mittee set up by the Combined Pro- duction and Resources Board of the United Nations. Britain " and the United States are also represented on this committee which will survey. utility needs .of allied nations and liberated countries. play, To umpire a ball game, to run track meet, To be yard police, a regular beat, She must see that each ` pupil is healthy and fed, ' And examine for vermin each un- tidy head, And of course she must teach them to read and to spell, To figure a little—they wouldn't do well At these humdrum tasks, no need do .them at all If they'd rather draw pictures or fresco the wall. She must know every subject tinder the sun And then she'll discover she has only begun. For where children's interest lead, who can tell? They may want to learn Hindu in- stead of to spell. With all arts, crafts, and skills in one addled pate The madhouse at last is the grade teacher's fate. V KISKA The following poem was written by one of the Canadian troops a short time ago. Maybe God was tired When He made this little isle, So He grabbed the things left over And put them in a pile. He dropped diem in the ocean And paused there for a spell, Then He said, "I'll call it Kiska, The earth shall have a Hell." And what a Hell this Kiska is, So mighty damp and drear; There's nothing grows upon the soil For there is no sunshine here. Where the fog rolls up the valley And the clouds drop o'er .the hill; Where the rain comes down in tor- rents And the wind is never still. Wherein your daily duties You flounder in the mud; Where the whirling', sweeping will- a-wa's Coagulates your blood. Where the dampness pentrates you To the marrow of your bones, Where you wake up 10 the mornings With aches and pains and groans, Whet•e in the dead of summer You shiver IA the cold, And the hardships -that you suffer Turn young men into old. Where there is no entertainment, No music, joy, os' Mirth. Oh what a place this Kiska is— It's really Hellon earth. Wheat, for Export It i5 harl,est time in Argentina and Australia and current estimates of the combined wheat crop total 388 million bushels, :or approximately the amount produced by these two coun- tries a year ago. The exportable surplus from such a crop would be 225 million bushels and this must be added to the carryover of old wheat which amounts to 153 million bushels in Australia and 122 million bushels in Argentina. This -makes a surplus over normal" domestic requirements' 01r . app oxnmately 600 millions bushels available for export in 1944. When the surplus of Canada is added, the supply available for export exceeds one billion bushels in three of four' major exporting countries.