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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Clinton News Record, 1940-08-22, Page 3' 11URS-, AUGUST 22, 1940 THE CLINTON '[NWS -RECORD PAGE S. WHAT CLINTON- WAS DOING IN THE GAY NINETIES Do You Remember What II append During The Last Decade Of The Old Century? FROM THE NEWS -RECORD, AUGUST 23rd, 1900 The collection of photographs sent to the Paris exposition by Mr. Frank Jackson of Barrie has been awarded a bronze medal. Photographer Jack- son is an. old Clinton boy, a son of citizen: John Jackson.. The firemen are practising for the tourna hent in Stratford' on Labor Day and count upon at least one quarter of the purse. Mr. Frank Bovey occupied the Anglican pulpit in Seaforth at both services last Sunday and next Sun- day will take the work of Rev. W. J. Doherty at Hensel' and Staffa. Mr. James Fair has won the silver trophy put up by Mr. J. P. Tisdall for competition among the veterans of the Bowling Club. His final game was .with Mr. John Johnston, one of the most enthusiastic players in the club. A rink competition is now on, in which • the most experienced skips will play in some other position. The sermons of Rev. Laidaw who is now occupying the pulpit of Willis church during the absence of the pastor, are highlyspoken of by the congregation. He appears to be the most acceptable supply Mr. Stewart has yet secured, at least for some time. Mr. George Sage began to work for the Ransfords at the opening of their salt block at Stapleton, over thirty years ago and, with the ex- ception of five years, has been in their employ ever since. This is the BARGAIN FARES TO TORONTO EXHIBITION In effect From many points in Ontario SINGLE FARE FOR THE ROUND TRIP GOOD GOING AUG. 22 -SEPT. 7 RETURN LIMIT - SEPT. 11 CHURCH DIRECTORY THE BAPTIST CHURCH Rev. A. E. Silver, Pastor 2.30 p.m. -Sunday School 7 p.m. -Evening Worship The Young People meet each Monday evening at 8 p.m. ST. PAUL'S CHURCH Bev. A. H. O'ivef, B.A., B.D. 10.00 a.m.-Sunday School. 11 a.m. Morning Prayer. it 7 p.m. -Evening Prayer. THE SALVATION ARMY Lieut. Maclean 11 a"m.-Worship Service 3 p.m. -Sunday School 7 p.m. -Evening Worship very best of evidence that he is not ehangeabla Mr. Sage looks after the derrick and has it ,bring up its full quota of brine every day. The News -Record is pushing ahead and gaining a wider -spread popular- ity than any other local paper. To keep pace with :the news of Huron a perusal ofthe columns of the News-Reeord is now a necessity. When The ''resent Century Was Young ONTARIO STREET UNITED Rev. G. G. Burton, M.A., B.D. 10.00 a.m.-Sunday School. 11 a.m.-Divine Worship 9.30 a.m. Turner's Church Ser- vice ervice and Sunday School 7 p.m. Evening Worship WESLEY-WILLIS UNITED Rev. Andrew Lane, B.A., S.D. 11 a.m.--Divine Worship 7 p.m. -Evening Worship. Sunday School at conclusion morning service. FROM THE NEWS -RECORD, AUGUST 26th, 1915 Mrs. A. Ginn left on Tuesday after- noon for Foam Lake, Sask., to make her home with her daughter, Mrs, John Henry. She journeyed via Coch- rane and. the National ,Transcontin- ental. • Miss Annice Bartliff of the staff of nurses in Victoria hospital, Lon- don, has returned to enjoy her holi- days at home. Miss Rena Pickett of the post of- fice staff is now enjoying the first week of her well-earned vacation. Mr. Wm. G. Smith left by the harvester excursion on Tuesday to visit his two daughters at Saskatoon, Sask. When he left he expected to be away two or three months or may- be until the end of the year. Mr. George Wise of Cleveand, Ohio is over on a vsit to his two brothers, Mr. John Wise of town and Mr- Ed- ward Wise of Godericb township. He is a contemporay of Tom Jackson and Joe Rattenbury, and there is a great recalling of bygone events which might otherwise have almost passed out of recollecton, when the three get together on Mr. Wise's al- most annual visits. Mrs. W. T. Hawkins and her two little daughters and son, Madelaine, Harriet and Hugh, returned on Saturday last from a three weeks' visit in Hamilton. • Mr. W. Jackson, C.P.R. agent book- ed the following to western points on Tuesday: Miss Jennie Millar to Moosejaw, C. Forbes to Edmonton, H. Dowding, John. Flynn, Owen R•eyn- nolds and Fletcher Young to Winni- peg. W. Simpson to Lawson, W. G. Smith to Saskatoon, Alex Morris to Viscount and Bert Wiltse to Elbow. Miss Luella Walkinshaw returned on Set i:day from a fortnight's holi- day at Kincardine and Wingham and has resumed her duties as stenog- rapher in the Royal Bank. of PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH Rev. Gordon Peddle, B.A. Sunday School 10 a.m.• Worship Service 11 a.m, 3 p.m. Wbrship Service at Bayfield 2 p.m. -Sunday School, Bayfield. : CLINTON MISSION ”h. W. J. Cowherd, Supt. Services: Monday 8 p.m. Young People Thursday 8 p.m. Prayer Meeting Sundays 11 a.m. Prophetic Studies 2 p.m. Sunday . School. 3 pen. Fellowship Meeting 8 p.m. Evangelistic Service. NO DISCRIMINATION r� 1 rte x Did you ever think that the less you have, the more resourceful you are apt to be? Nq. But that's true, though. You see, I'd always had things' pretty easy. I'd lived in the city, until my husband died. And then, alinost right away, my income went clown. Anel the rent went up. And I was terribly frightener. No, it wasn't just the money part. (Although I was worried about that too). Et was about the children' Suppose something should happen. to me? What would become of my. children? I had no power over life and death. Suppose I should be tak- en ak en away from them, too'? I felt as thought -well, as though I had to prepare them somehow, Make them able to look after them- selves. But I didn't know how to do it, with children so young. All three of them. Yes, they were young. David, my eldest son, was. nine; Warwick was eight, and Alan, five. Well, as I told you, the rent had gone up. And we. had to move any- way. And then of course, we had this farm, down on the St. Lawrence River. We'd always had it. We could go there. You know, this farm was part of the original grant of )and given to my father's people by King George III.. That was 'way back in 1784. And the whole place was forest, then. We loved to read about them coming up the, river in the little open. boats. And itwas spring, then, too. And now, here we were, this spring, going back to the very same place. The children were wild to go. They hadn't ever known anybody who'd gone to live right on the bank of the St. Lawrence River. Of course, we couldn't have the Homestead. The old stone house was rented with the farm. But there was another - sort of cottage. Pretty ramshackle and tumble-down. Imag- ine how T felt. Nobody'd lived in it for years. My grandfather'd built it for the hired man. But it was in the orchard. The orchard was awfully run down. I figured I could learn to run it. Grow apples, an' berries an' things. And so we took. over the orchard, an' the house. Altogether about -t-. About 'seven or eight acres of land. Of course, we just love it now. But -the day we got there! I wish you could have seen it. The porch had fallen down. There was the shingle roof, lying right on the ground, like a Moor. And it was pouring rain. We had to crash through the shingles. They were alt rotten, and we had to sort of wade through them to get the house. It seemed just, well, sn sordid - to me, then. And I was sure we'd all break our legs. It is imperative that no distinction be drawn between the men called for training and the other men in the Canadian militia. They are to be wel- comed into the Canadian army and they have every right to feel that their country honors them for the service for which their training will help to fit them. Many who are called for training will have already offered themselves for active service in one or other of the special services --air force, tanks, etc. They are now awaiting this op- portunity If they are not absorbed. before their class is called they will train the same as every ono else. No Specialization The plan may not seem to be suf- ficently comprehensive because it will give to the men Who are called only basic infantry training - physical training, squad drill, small arms,'gas and anti-tank training -and discip- line. The grim lesson of the war to date is that specialized services -- tanks, tanks, artillery, armoured ears, mach- ine guns, etc. -are all-important. But as should be remembered that initial military training is common to all arms; specialization comes later on. It has been thought best to give this initial, training to all the men called, After they have absorbed something of the spirit of the army, they will have instinctive preferences With res- pect to the branch in which they de- sire to serve. There is an obvious ad- vantage in allowing individualism full play, These men will return each year for further training and specializa- tion will follow naturally. Besides in. ease of necessity these men can be isiatantly called for duty and asa re- sult of their training knowledge of military matters and discipline will without confusion readily fall into the wanks of their own regiment. Should a local emergency arise such, as sab- otage or civil disturbance they can immediately be called for duty. Should Canada require them for the defence, of its territory they will be placed on service. There is ne intention of treating these men "as so many human units to be put through a stamping mach- ineand turned out as military robots. Every opportunity will be taken to cultivate our Canadian endowment; of in resourcefulness and self- reliance. Well, we didn't break our legs. The boys thought it was wonderful. Just another adventure, to them. (There was always that tohelp ine along). They dashed all over the place. Our things had come on ahead of us (furniture and stuff), end the first thing I knew, the children had it ail unpacked. Ail my linen, and clothes, and everything -all spread out in the dirt. Remember, I told you the house hadn't been lived in for years and years. It was awful! I went to put a window up - and it came right out in my hand. But. 1 must tell you about the win- dows. We had loads of them. It was just like a bower. The orchard around us. The apple -buds had had, a sort of dimity -look against the river. And even in the house, in the rain, we could hear the birds. I never felt the squalor half so much after that. Even though we could see the sky through those zig-zag cracks in the wall; and there wasn't a cup- board, or a shelf, or any conveniences -even in the barn; and a. creek was running through the cellar. take your children, with ' you, whet you moved to a new Monne?'" -We'd got a yellow collie dog. Soma baby chicks. And Warwick came in one day with a calf just a few day old. I let them have any animal they would promise tolook after. I figured that if they could learn to look after something, they'd be learning per- haps a 'little of what I : wanted fel them most. And at first they were simply won. derfui about it. They built a pet for the calf, and a 'chicken coop, and a dog house. Rough, you know, bus they did it themselves. And I thought, they were simply marvellous. But - it didn't last very long. The school was about a mile and a half down the river. And I guess they were pretty tired walking al; that long way home, and all. But - well, pretty soon I had the chickens. and the calf, and the cat, and the kittens -all following me every place. I went. (I never minded the dog). And the house just drove me crazy I tried to keep doing a little, fixing it up. And I did, too. Bit by bit. The paper was hanging in ribbons so I scraped it off. And by the way, there were three layers of paper on the kitchen walls; and one layer was newspaper. Well, we finally -got the paper off, and about a million holes filled up with plaster. And then we started painting it yellow. (I was for having a cheerful kitchen anyway). I'd got an old couple. Well, they lived in a sort df shack farther down the river. They called each other "Old Man" and "Old Woman". Every- body called them that. It was this old woman who warned me not to stay. It was dangerous. She told me she'd often heard of a woman being murdered with her children, in her bed. "And you here alone," she said, "with money in the house." It made me feel pretty gruesome. Because I had heard people around in the night. I used to be terribly frightened at night, sometimes. That's why we got the dog. Well, this old couple came up, and helped me settle. I'd work, in turn, with each of them. Part of the time, in the house, painting with the old woman. And then outside, with the old man, trying to get a garden started. I'd got a farmer from the Home- stead to plough me a piece of ground. It was pretty rough land, but he ploughed it for me, after persuasion. And that was one thing I couldn't understand. Everybody seemed to be wanting to discourage me. They said I couldn't grow a garden here. They discouraged me about the orchard, too. T'd written to the Ex- perimental Farm about the orchard, telling them I wanted to learn to von it. And they'd sent me their circulars and things; and the Agri- cultural Representative had come up to see ane. And the first thing he said I needed was a spraying ma- chine. It would cost me about $300. It seethed the apple trees ought to be sprayed right away, unless I wanted to have scab all over them. Well, the outcome of it was that I had to pay a neighbour to do the spraying. We often wondered, especially at meals - we'd get talking about the pioneers. Wondering what they'd. done about it, their first year. And how smart they'd been, And haw much less they'd had, to do with, than we had now. "Why, we'd never have been able to grow this carrot," Warwick said, "if they hadn't cleared this land." And David thought perhaps we ought to be doing something. We ought to be doing something for our grand-. children, like that. "WeIl," I told them, "we could plant some forest trees back in the What did we cook with? Why, busk. We keep using 'it up, you there was a stove. An old rusty know. It's, getting pretty thin." range somebody'd left. An awful old There's only a thin strip of bush left, thing. But all set up, ready to go. And, for wood? You remember the fallen -down porch. Well, we used that. I sent ' the boys over to a neighbour's to buy some milk and eggs. And for supper, there was the rest of our lunch, and we boiled the eggs over the shingles from the tumble-down roof. it's funny, now. But I can tell you, it wasn't so funny that night. Trying to clean by a little coal -oil lamp. And then I stood there, wond- ering where in the world to empty my .cleaning pail. Well, I'd brought the water in, and I had to take it out, evenif it was pouring rain. I used to thing about my pioneer- ing, great -great-grandmother fairly often, those days. Here, in their great, shadowy forest. The giant trees. Cutting them all down, so that they could farm the land, Making a place so that we could come here• and grow our food. And all these apple trees, now. With the same. river running by at the foot of the hill . . Well, of course, the children had to start to school, That was the first thing. And if they didn't hate to go -and: leave the animals: They'd got a cat.. They'd come in with a cat, about the second day we got there, And then they produced a whole basketful of kittens they'd'. 'way at the back of the farm. It was too late to plant them now. But we could get them from the Govern- ment Nurseries next spring. We could put back, for our grandchildren, what . what our grandparents had taken off, for us. FACE TO FACE Along the lines passes King George, face to face he was me eting Australian troops, men from across the world, shine of the ever-growing streams of British Empir e manhood that pours into Britain. The children were so sweet. But sometimes, I'd get awfully discourag- ed about them. They were forever talking about getting themselves a job. They'd rush off. And Pd never know where they were Looking for a job. And leave me with all my own work, and theirs too. One clay, when. I hadn't any idea where they were, I went outside. And there sat the dog. Ile had a sort of funny look on his face. Just as if he was trying to attract my atten- tion. And he was, too. He had a message for me round his neck. There was a note wired to his collar. It said: "We are over at the Milford's." I was tickled. They were certainly getting thoughtful of me. Of course, they were so young. And there did seem to be a lot of things, on a farm, for boys to do. There was always the wood; and the water to be pumped. And they often for- got, being children. But -they al- ways knew there were these things to be done. And when they did re- member --I tell you, that was some - been given too. : Which I told them thing! they could take right back - until One thing I noticed particularly David asked the' sternly: "Dichi't, you Was that they never asked me to buy them anything any more. Of course, there weren't any stores, and they didn't see things to buy. At Christmas time they wanted to give presents, but as soon as I told them we had no money for presents, instead of coaxing, or whining, as they would have done in the city, they started right in to make things for everybody. That's what this life was doing for them. It forced them to make what they wanted, you see. Out of what was there. And then one day they did a thing that I thought was really resourceful. It was on the day before Christ- mas. And Pd promised them that they could go back to the bush, by themselves. They wanted to go, to pick out their own Christmas tree. Cut it down and bring it in, without me or anybody to help them. Well, it got to be noon. (They'd started off good and early. I had dinner all ready, and still they hadn't come home. .But I was busy. (Yon know-all that Christmas stuff). But when it -you know the way it gets clack so early, around Christmas time 7-1 really commenced to worry about them, I kept going to the window. The snow was coming down, and I knew they were in a hurry to get back, because they'd left all the Christmas tree decorations out ready. It got quite dark. And still they hadn't come, And I was awfully worried. I began to imagine all sorts of things. Wild animals and every- thing. An so I locked up the house and started back after them. It was snowing like anything. But I hadn't gone very far, when I saw then coming, As soon as they saw the, they started to wave their arms, and leap, and shout. They had the tree. They had the tree all right. Roped to their sleigh. And their faces - well, they were just flaming with excitement. I -I couldn't understand a ward they said. But they'd met a man. A farmer back there. And this farrier wanted to have his barn cleaned out. If they'd clean his barn, he said, he'd let them chop their Christmas tree out of his bush,- instead of out of ours. And they'd been eleaning the barn all clay. That's why they were late. They'd bad to earn .the Christmas tree be- fore they'd chopped it down. No, I hadn't any power over life, or death. I couldn't prevent things happening, to them. I couldn't pro- tect them at all. And yet I could put my children in the way of being resourceful; of learning how to take care of what they hacl. I was terribly proud of them. And right that minute, standing there in the snow, I knew we'd done the right thing, to come here. THE TRUST ;Can we, in this ultra -scientific age, have a simple trust in God like the author of the shepherd psalm? With casualty lists appearing in the pa- pers, can we still believe in God's care of individuals, of others, and of ourselves? If a poll to discover opin- ions were conducted, it would assur- edly be found that the majority of people confess to a directing power overruling their lives. They have made their own choices but there has been a higher providence. Coineiden- ces, opportunities, evil turned into good, strength for sacrifice, Ieadings in things great and small, have given assurance to the conviction that God has dealings- with us, every one. Our lives are in God's hands and we would not have it otherwise, The daily round of light, air, health, work, home, joy, sleep, duty, forces us to live in some degree in line with the will of God. We are on a spiritual level, and it is not all of our own. doing. Finding aur peace in the will of God gives us release from fear and worry. We look up as well as in and out. Clinton Collegiate Institute UPPER SCHOOL RESULTS FORM V Arthur Aiken -Trig. c; Phys. III. Ray Bentley -Trig. c; Bete: Phys. c, Layton Bray -Eng. Lit. II; Alg, II; Geom. II; Trig. I; Bot, II; Zool. I; Phys. I; Chem, I. Alfred Butler -Hist, I; Alg. I; Geom. I; Trig. I; Phys. I; Chem. 1; Fr. Auth. I; Fr. Comp, H. Mary Clark --Eng. Lit. II; Alg. c; Geom. I; Trig. II; Bot. II; Zool. II; Fr. Auth. I; Fr. Comp. II. John Clegg -Eng. Comp. e; Phys. II. Goldie Cross -Eng. Comp. II; Fr. Auth, c; Fr. Comp. c. Dorothy Deitz-Hist. c; Bot, c; Zool. II; Phys. IL Valente Elliott-Alg. I; Geom. I; Trig. I; Phys. I; Chem. II; Fr. Auth. c; F'r. Comp. e. Jean Fairservice - Trig. III; Lat. Auth. c; Lat. Comp. III; Fr. Auth. e; 1+r. Comp. III. Margaret Heffron - Eng. Lit, e; Geom. c; Fr. Auth. c; Fr. Comp. c. Louis Herbert -Eng. Comp. 17; Eng. Lit, e; Geom. II; Bot. c; Zoo). e; , Phys..11; Cheri. I1. Irene McCallum - Eng. Comp. III; Geom. I; Trig. I; Bot, c; Fr, j Conip. c Helen McKenzie-Georn, II. Kenneth Passmore - Eng. Lit. II; ! Hist. 1; Chem. e; Fr. Comp. IL Anne Phillips -Eng. Lit. I; Hist. II; Geom. III; Trig, II; Bot. T; Zool. I; Fr. Auth. I; Fr. Comp. III. Marie Plumsteel-Geom. II; Trig. I1; Fr, Auth. III; Fr. Comp. III. "YOUR HOME STATION" CHNX 1200 kcs. WINGHAM 250 metres WEEKLY PROGRAM HIGHLIGHTS FRIDAY, AUGUST 23rd: 8,00 aan. Breakfast Club, 9.00 Piano Ramblings 7.15 pen. "Eb & Zeb" '7.30 King's Hawaiians SATURDAY, AUGUST 24th:. 9.30 a.m. Kiddies' Party 10.30 Shut -Ins' Program (3.15 p.m, Harry J. Boyle. 7.45 Barn Dance SUNDAY, AUGUST 25th: 12.30 p.nr. Harry J. Boyle 1.00 Freddy Martin Drat. 1.30 Melody Time { 7.00 St. Andrew's Church MONDAY, AUGUST 26th: 1.00 p.m. Gene Autry 6.15 Harry J. Boyle 7.15 "Eb & Zeb" 8.00 Sarah & Freddy TUESDAY, AUGUST 27th: 8.00 a.m. Breakfast Club 11.00 Pialio Ramblings 12.45 p.m Songs for the Soldiers 7.15 "Eb & Zeb" WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 28th; 8.00 a.nt. Breakfast Club 10.00 Harry J. Boyle 1.00 p.m. Polka Band 7.15 "Eb & Zeb" THURSDAY, AUGUST 29th: 11.45 ami. Lawrence, Welk 1.00 p.nt. Bob Wills' Playboys 7,30 Richard Roberts Helen Shaw -Bot, e. Fraser Thompson -Eng. Comp II; Eng, Lit. I; Hist. I; Alg. I; Geom. I; Trig. I; Lat. Auth. c; Lat. Comp. III; Fr. Auth. I; Fr. Comp. II. Frank Trewartha-Eng. Lit. II; Alg. II; Geom. III; •Trig. 1; Phys. II;. Chem, c; Fr. Auth. I; Fr. Comp. II. Ivan Turner -Arg, c; Geom. c; Bot. e; Zool. e; Fr. Auth. c; Fr. Comp. c. Wilma Watson - Eng. Comp. III; Eng. Lit, III; Alg. c; Bot. c; Fv. Auth. c; Fr. Comp. c. FORM IV Florence Aiken -Eng. Comp. o. Juen Brandon -Eng. Comp. e; Eng. Lit. I. Clara Cleric -Eng. Conip.. II; Eng. Lit. I. William Cook -Eng. Comp. III; Eng, Lit. II.. William Counter -Eng. Comp. II. Sean. Hearn - Eng. Comp, 1; Eng. Lit. II. Helen Herman -Eng. Comp. II. Sybil Keys --Eng" Comp, II. John Levis -Eng. Comp. a Ross Merrill -Eng, Comp. e" Kathleen Middleton -Eng Comp. III; Eng. Lit. 1I. Maxine Miller -Eng. Comp. c; Eng. Lit. c. Rolfe Monteith ---Eng. Lit. c. Lorna Plumsteel Eng. Comp. c; Eng. Lit, e. Katherine Turner - Eng Comp c; Eng. Lit. e. WISCONSIN LIARS CLUB HAS TOUGH COMPETITION Burlington, Wis„ world capital of tall -story tellers, faces competition. Liars of Osage, Okla., have chal- lenged Burlington fibbers to a "lie - telling session with no holds bar- red." "To prove we rate in the eham- pionship class," wrote Glenn G. Gates of the Osage team, "here's one an Osage kindergarten pupil tells: " I was getting dinner one clay when I accidentally dropped a very sharp knife. It cut our old cat's tail: off up close, clean as a whistle. He looked so exposed and embarrasses. that I decided to build luau a new tail of wood. I threaded the tail stub an made matching thnieads on the wooden job and screwed it an. The cat looked proudly at it a moment• and then scampered out into the yard. "The next thing I saw was our old cat hiding behind a tees near which all the rats in the neighbor- hood passed, When a rat stucic his head out our cat would switch its tail and knock the rat dead. "'The next emeniing the cat had. everything organised. He had an- other cat sitting on a fence as look- out, 16 cats dragging off thp1 dead rats, 15 digging holes to bury them in, and 25 more covering them up• A pussy was keeping score,'"