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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Clinton News Record, 1932-08-18, Page 2PAGE 2 Clutton News=record kith which is Incorpgrated TIIENEW ERA Terms of Subscription—$2:00 per 'year- in advance, to Canadian ad- dresses; 82.50 to the U.S. or oth- er foreign countries. No paper discontinued until all arrears. are paid unless at the option of. the iS publisher. The date to which every subscription is paid is denoted on the label. Advertising Rates'—Transient adver- tising 12c per count line for .first insertion. , Sc far each subsequent insertion.. Heading coupts 2 lines. Small advertisements, not to ex- ceed- one inch, such as "Wanted", "Lost," ` "Strayed," etc., inverted once for 35c, each subsequent in- sertion 15c. Rates for display ad:. vertisin gg made known on appiiea .tian. Communications intended for pub - /Ration nitist, as a guarantee of good faith, be accompanied by the name of the writer. 'E, HALL, M. R. CLARK, Proprietor. Editor. II.. A. RANCE wotary Public, Conveyancer Financial, Real Estate and Fire In. eurance Agent. Representing 14 Fire Insurance Companies. Division Court Office, Clinton. Frank Finglansl, D.A., LLB. Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Publio 'Successor to W. Brydone, K.C. Sloan Block -Clinton, Ont. CHARLES D. HALE Conveyancer, Notary Public, Commissioner, etc. Office over J. E. Hovey's Drug Store CLINTON, ONT. B. R. HIGGINS Notary Public, Conveyancer General Insurance, including Fire Wind, Sickness and Accident, Ante - mobile. Huron and Erie Mortgage Corporation and Canada Trust Bonds Box 127, Clinton, P.O. Telephone 57. DR. J. C. GANDIER Office Hours: -1.30 ,to 3.30 pan.. 6.80 to 8.00 p.ni. Sundays, 12.30 to 1.30 pm. Other pouts by appointment only. Office and Residence — Victoria St R. FRED G, THOMPSON Office and Residence:` Ontario Street — Clinton, Ont. 'One door west at Angliean Chureh Phone 172 - Eyes- Examined and Glasses Fitted. DR. PERCIITAL HEARN Office and Ttesidence: Huron Street -- Clinton, Ont. Phone 69 (Formerly occupied by the late Dr C. W. Thompson) lyes Examined anci Glasses Fitted DR. IL A. McINTYRE DENTIST ' EX RACTION A SPECIALTY Office over Canadian National Ex. press, Clinton, Ont. Phone 21 D. 11. MCINNES CHIROPRACTOR Electro Therapist Masseur c Office: Huron St. (Few doors west of Royal Bank). Hours—Tues., Titers. and Sat., aP day. Other hours by appointment Hensel! Office -!fon., Wed. and Fri forenoons. Seaforth Office --Mon., Wed. and Friday afternoons. Phone 207, GEORGE ELLIOTT Licensed Auctioneer for the County of Huron Correspondence prnmptly answered. Immediate arrangements can be angle for Sales Date at The News -Record • Clinton, or by calling phone 103. Charges Moderate • and Satisfactior Guaranteed. `T�c ®P 'THE I�II.I. MUTUAL Fire Insurance Coninany (lead Office, Seaforth, Ont. Presidest J. Bennewies, Btozhag ',en, vice-president, James Connelly, Goderich. Sec: treasurer, D. F. Me. Gregor, Seaforth. Directors: Thomas Moylan, R. R. No, 5, Seaforth; James Shouldiee Walton; Wm. Knox, Londesboro; Robt. Ferris, Blyth; John Pepper, Brucefield; A. Broaclfoot, Seaforth; G. R. McCartney, Seaforth. Agents: W. J. Yeo, R.R. No. 3, Clinton; Jahn Murray, ' Seaforth; :James Watt, Blyth; Ed. Pinchley, Seaforth. • Any money to be paid may be paid to the Royal Bank, Clinto • Ban c of •Conmerce Saa£orth nn at Calvin Cult's Grocery, Goderich. Parties desiring to effect insur- ance or transact other business will on lica, 'lie Promptly attendedto a p p ypp Lien to any of the above officers addressed to their respective post of- fices. Losses inspected by the dives 'tor who lives nearest the scene. .1 itift TIME ,TABLE Trains will arrive at and depart frena Clinton as follows: Buffalo and Goderich Div. Going East, depart 7.08 aan, ,Going East depart 3.00 pan, 'Going West, depart 12.07 p.m. /Going West, depart 9.39pm, London, Huron & Bruce 'Going South 3.08 pan 'Going North 11.50 a.m. THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD THURS., AUGUST 18, 1932. C3' AS ctJRT ".. GRACE ,CA Seventh Installment SYNOPSIS: Johnny Breen, 16 years old, who has spent all.his life aboard a ZTudson river tugboat :,plying near New York, is tossed into the river by a terrific explosion which shies the tug, drowns his mother and the man he called father. Ignorant, unschooled andfear driven, he drags himself ashore, hides in the friendly darkness of a covered truck—only to be kicked out at dawn --and into the midst of a tough gang of boys who . beat .and chase hint. He, esoapes into a !base- ment. doorway where he hides. The next day- he is rescued and taken into the hone of a Jewish family living in the rear of their second.. hand clothing store. He works in the sweat- shop store—and is•openly courted by Becka—ithe young daughter ... The scene shifts to the home of the wealthy Van Horns -on 5th Avenue where lives the bachelor—Gilbert Van- Horn—in whose life there is a hidden chapter. That chapter was an affair with his necth'et's maid, who left the house when he was accused. The lives of Johnny Breen and- Gilbert Van Horn first cross when Van Horn sees Breen win hisfirst important ring battle. Pug Malone, fight trainer, res- cues yotmg Breen from a crooked manager, takes him in hand, finds Breen cannot read and' starts him to night school. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY As he burrowed and grubbed and cellected and stored the kernels of fact he visioned a greater, vaster thing than all of the astonishments of the surrounding city. Hubert Malcolm, his teacher, met John one Saturday afternoon, quite by accident. They were in • Union Square, "John, I live over this way; when he hit Jerry, or he never wevld of pulled that punch." "What was yeti dreamin' about, John, when you soaked that Quaker ?" Malone asked as ''they -prepared the bed. "I was knocking .the whole prize fight game in the eye. I'ni through,•. Pug," John smiled sadly "I guess youle right." Malone agreed ;That crack was too good to be tree. Hell, wish- I knew what to do with you!" • "I'll leave," John stood looking eat of the window. "Net if I know it!" Pug jumped up and grasped John's: hand. "You stick around an' finish that school. I won't fight yon any more, •can't risk it. The next time some low -brow scrapper will trim you good. An' then where will I he?" So John Breen eontienecl to tend bar e'uring the day, to w+crk in the Sam. son Club gym, to live with Mao'lne. Another year drew its veil of .than, ges aver the face of the growing city: "Judge Kelly says they'll stand for snythin' an' th y 11 pay—pay 'well. The Mclelan/is looked (yellow and flabby in contrast with the trainer "If you work them guys rough they'11' fall for yen," and then, looking up at Pug with .veined bloodshot dyes, he Spcke vehementty "Kick 'eat. beat 'eat up sweat the liver Gut of 'em. Judge Kelly's watched you, Pug. knows what you kin do, an' he's lined up guys to turn the trick, three at a time. If yen set 'em up right it means a big thing for you, a damn big thing, I sholud say." "What joint diel you say it was?" "Greenlee -ugh Farts, a fancy place• I guess, up in Westchester. Kelly owns it: trot it handed to him, or somethin'." "I'll need Breen," Malone spoke az „p tele;; tired of this tr-ininr," said John, "the fight g:.:'+: •; rotten business," come in and have tea. Mrs Malcolm will be happy to see you. I've been telling her .cif your progress." it was a flat, so clean and fresh, so simple and pure. John dropped spoons blushed, stammered. Enid Malcolm Scented like an angel in her gingham dress, and the baby, tucked in a o^ib, curled its pink hands about his fing- ers. It had never occurred' to Jobe that a baby could be so clean and could seem so happy. Malcolm smoked a pipe, and John, like a wild thing, sat tongue-tied. "Are there many places like this?" he finaly asked, his tone harsh, Mrs. Malcolm overheard the question. "Millions of then," she smiled, "only t nl much nicer this." John knew the quiet voiced woman was a liar. For the rest of the visit he sat mut and illat ease, and then his mute 1 a e r c friend took hien to the Square and walked with him as far as Fourteenth Street Joohn BFeen headed back to the Bowery more bewildered than ever. John Breen had lost his interest in fighting, in the greater thrill of the fight far that unknown prize, the as tonishments always dying just ahead. He was spurred on by curiosity, and not by ambition. He was.,the primitive climbing to the tap of a mountain, not for food or treasure, but dor a better view. ban and prizes and 1r osper :- ity, as Pug Malone kept pointing out to John, lay behind the direction he +albtempted:.In several .clandestine bouts John Breen only held his lawn i .n with one, w th bhe Philadelphia seLapper Jerry 'Wilke, he almost lost, until, at the very ragged edge of his downfall, Pug pleaded with }rim, cried to him. implored him literally throwing the handlers from the ring, talking •anci arguing with John who sat sullen and peso ccu pi eod. The bell sounded and. John Breen, a sudden light in his, eyes, his face battered, stepped into the centre of the ring and knocked- Wi11oe bold with a .single perfect blow to the jaw. A tremendous howl of approval, greet- ed hen; admirers tried to carry him from the ring. "Leave him alone," •Pug cautioned, "That kid was tbinkin' of somethin' if to himself. "Take him. Ilim an' his beaks. No use fightin' that kid no mare—he's a dead pan; a bust. Aint he, Hannon?" "Yes, sir, yes sir," the immaculate Hannon chimed in. as Malone left the room, The 11icManus smiled genially. "That fixes Kelly on that," he grunted. "And I'll put Patsy in charge of the Corner," Greenbough Farm consisted of a fair acreage of rocky uneven land upon which a roomy comfortable old. house was sinking into gradual decay. Carpenters from the .city, working under direction of Pug Malone, con- verted the barn into a practical gym- nasium. A farmer •and his wife and sen were engaged to run the place, milk the cows, tend the garden, and the chickens, and'. c ok the mails. The farmhouse itself was given a through cleaning. The wall paper was stripped from the place, the plaster sized a withwashable tint. and coated n Floors were painted, and bed rooms were prepared on a model of Spartan • simplicity. Canvas cots and stools without backs, were placed near the windows and a small rag rug was added by way of luxury. Three pegs were driven in the doors for the hang- ing up of .clothes, and all closets were locked and nailed. There were no lights,'mirror helve o pic- tures, no s, no s, n pic- tures, Tbere was absoiutely nothing to distract from the business of sleep- ing, for which the rooms were design• ed. Pug also fitted the windows with cleats which prevented .theta fz'on+ closing by a foot at the top and bot- tom, and of course there were no shades. • "There's nothin' de luxe .about this place," Pug remarked to John wher . the work had been completed, a labor in which both John and the trainer shared with enthusiasm. The green country was a refreshment to John Breen. In those brief moments, be- fore : he dropped off to slumber, be seemed to set a.fading city, a, vast pile of tenetnoits flashing with lights ant' the jumbled voices and .cries of mil- lions, as if' he hall alighted in the midst of in suddenly, as had, and as if he Were then' standing on the rear platforin of a train,- whirling him away. The quick rumble •ol• the wheels of his ideas lulled hits, to sleep. And on !Saturday Gilbert :ran Horn Judge Marvin ITart and the great in- surance magnate; F. K..S'oatherland, cane under. the' strict regimen and spartan simplicity of Pug Malone's training farm. Van. Holm and Johnny Breen were thrown together and tmeonsciously became strongly' attracted to each outer. Two weeks after the arrival Of the trio the bags with their elaborate pro- vision for comfort, their toilet sets, silk pajamas, and fancy knickers, the -country toggery of city folk, were again out. the verendab. The three men, strangely sober, tough and clear-eyed , marded ftp, took their traps down to the waiting'huekboarct and then. of a sudden, they rushed back yelling like Indians. They -grab- bed the trainer, hoisted hint on their sh-ulders, carried him down the field and tossed him on a hay stack. "Boys, your better'n I expected," Pug shouted'• waving at them as they ran for the buckobartl. calling "good - by" to John Breen and Pug, while the grin on the face Of Charlie and the frantic apron waving fr;Yn the kitchen doorway, and the expansive face of the driver, told of . extraordinary largess by the. departing guest. Pug Malone became sole owner of the farm, for Judge Kelly, 'impulsive and liberal, sounded the full measure of his worth, and besides advertising it, he made easy terms for the trainer - Van Horn became a frequent visibct•, and bronght'many Of his friends; he seemed even more interested in John Breen than in the farm. E. K. South- erland said nothing, but sent Malone ci a check that almost took Inc breath away. John was approaohing twenty, Jae was -an indefatigable reader, his roost, on the top floor •of Green- ;bengh, was littered with books, and while the rigid rules turned lights out at nine, John's blazed far bite the night as he continued his explor atione. While John was massing haphazard progress in learning, the great city to the south the city that loomed up' on clear ,d'ays and glowed with a cold aura of light on sheep winter nights, added another million to the tally of its ieha+hitants. Van Horn, in his own way a lover of the city, took John Breen on long rides through the width of the metro- polis in his new high powered racing cat, a; second' French machine that sped over the poor roads with a soft purr of chains clielcing in giant sproc- kets. What was this damn thing, the city'? Van Horn, in arguments at Greeihough, with men such as Ran- toul, the engineer, attempted to fath- om its meaning. His ancestors had predicted greater things for it, and their faith had' been rewarded, but their dreams were already far behind the actuality that was the city in the year 1905. "It's simply a natpral coming to- gether for cheaper warmth and shel- ter and food. It's a result of special• izations in industry made possible by progress in the meebapnical arts." Ran- t+•ul looked upon the city as just ;be- ginning. "This building will never stop," Herkimer Pratt, the auctioneer, in. sisted. "Ten years, twenty, thirty, fif- ty, a thousand years. It will keep right an until --until--" "Until what?" asked Van Bern. i "Well. I guess it will continue un- til all the people of the world are as- sembled in cities." His vision was of a world .cut up in city lots. John Breen, listening, reacting, and appraising, sensed' the immensity of the city. John Breen had came rap through the difficult period of life with a rush. His childhood held on into man- hood, and his sudden crash from the shell of circumstances found hint em- erging into a world of delirious earn- estness. John was .twenty-two, and at he strode beside the rattier tall fignee of Gilbert Van Roan; on one of their long walks in early September, a gas• nal observer "might have pronounce? then father and son. Gilbert Van. Horn and John Breen had cone friends, close, yet miles' and miles apart. They talked ns they had long talk ed, -on many subjects. Van Horn's in- terest in the prize, ring and John's ab- ility and• knowledge gate therm e com- mon topic. The fights, many of which. they saw together. had long ceased to be an absorbing interest with John Breen. • "Gil." Ile paused for a moment. The older than was puffing• as they lifted over a rise of grouncl. "I'm get- ting ting tired of this training game, and I haven't fought in-the-r'ing since Pug come up here. Fact is I'm not so sure there is any teal fight in the business. G41, its a rotten business." "Right, Jelin?' "I've made up my ntincl to: break this training,. Gil." "I guessed you would, John." (Continued Next Week) BRUSSELS POST PASSES INTO ' OTHER HANDS Has been Operated under the Man- agement of the Kerr family for 52 Years The following appeared in the last issue of the Brussels Post. Messers W. 11. Kerr and son, J. Leslie Kerr, were known to many here, having for several years conducted the Clinton New Era, which was in 1924 purchas- ed by The News-dtecoed: With this issue, the Post passes into the hands of new proprietors and managers, Messrs. A. R. Kennedy and Son, of Stratford. From the beginning The Post has steadfastly aimed at being a clean wholesome paper going into the homes of upright, and intelligent people in all parts of the country. It has been in the hands and under the control of the Kerr family since August, 1880, when it was taken over from the late McGillicuddy brothers but the date of the first issue goes back to 1873 at which time the rail- way line came through the village. Brussels was then known as "Ainleyvilln" It wasgiven the new name, Brussels, at'the suggestion of the late Mr. John Leckie, who was. then Reeve of the village. The late W. H: Kerr, who, was for so many years Editor of the paper enjoyed the patronage and support of all parties and be gave to all a liberal measure of support. In the work of the church and all social institutions the Post Jia been an unfailing .friend and it has. been a warts supporter of every good cause. It was the will and effort of my son, J. ,Leslie Kerr, as the more recent Editor_ to make the paper worthy of •continued .support. To all who have extended their pat- ronage and loyal support through all the years, we offer a sincere tribute of appreciation. ., If those whose voices aro now silent could speak to all our friends, it would be to solicit continued loyality and good will: Our successors in the management of The Post will be found worthy iof confidence and esteem. Mrs. W. B`. Kerr ROBINS AND SQUIRRELS STAGE RING BATTLE you SHRINERS Guests at Jasper Paris Lodge were recently divided among themselves as half of them rooted' for two squir- rels and the other half cheered on two robins engaged in ludicrous battle in a tree shading the front lawn of the lodge here. Hysterical, chatter drew the attention of a group of Shriners to a pine tree. On lane low- er limb they spied a' squirrel cluck- ing left and right hooks delivered by a frantic robin. Batting her wings and chirruping madly the lady was hard set to protect her fledglings in the upper limbs. Her mate appeared and the two heat off the attack only to have the squirrel return with a partner. As the chattering , squirrels ad- vanced, matters looked bad for the robins until one of the fezzed or- lookers shook the tree in which the battle raged. The squirrels retreat- ed but behind them they left an argu- ment which was still proceeding when 300 Nobles and their wives waved Jasper good-bye after a two Ways' visit. They- were returning hone after their Imperial Cosmcil session in San Francisco, a eta.,1 tail s You know that a manufacturer -includes in the selling price of his product a percentage for press advertising—a percentage ranging from 3 to 5 per cent—sometimes, even mere—when consumer -resistance is great or when the gross profit margin is very large. So, when a manu- facturer spends 550,000 a year on press adver- tising, it can be assumed that the total annual sales .of his procloct amount to from 31,000,000 to 51,500,000. Now, if you are stocking a nationally -advert. tise cl'product—advertised in big citY d dailies and in nationally -circulated magazines, yell have a right to see this product also being locally adverb e —d s d n this netvspapei: Your total an- nual sales of the stoker's product, joined to those af its other local distributors (if there are others), entitle you to demand that the product, be locally advertised in this newspaper. If the maker or his representative talks to you about the advertising being done for the product in big city dailies and in national maga- zines, tell him that upwards of 90 per cent. of the families in your sales territory do Prot sub- scribe to a big -city daily or to a national maga- zine; and that, therefore, he is putting on your shoulders the burden of .creating and maintain ts! ing sales. Clearly, it is ane right that Sou should be re- quired to promote the sale of a precinct in the territory served by this newspaper, without re- ceiving from the manufacturer the sante kind and degree of sales assistance which he is giving retailers resident in cities where he is spending a lot of money on local advertising. Quite too often manufacturers rarers don't want to advertise in local; weekly newspapers, saying that it costs too much. They forget, however, that theiral s es in towns served by weekly news- papers provide an advertising fund which should be spent locally. Why should d the contributions from local sales to& the maker's advertising fund be spent outside the local sales territory? You have your business to build. up, and to the extent that you help manufacturers to obtain and retain sales in this territory, to that ex- tent You should receive local advertising assis- tance. You've got a first Blass case top ut before manufacturers n r f rs t vho want yeti to stock and push the sales of their product, then why n•ot present it; either direct, .or through the 'maker's repre- sentative when he calls? • (N.B --Cut out this advertisement, and show it to the represents- €eve of firms whose products you are asked to stock and push)