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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Clinton News Record, 1936-07-02, Page 2'PAGE 2 THE CLINTON NEWS-RECC J 'The pinton News -Record With which is Incorporated .THE NEW ERA. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION (1.50 nor year in advance, to Cana- dian ,addresses. $2.00 to the U.S, or other forerun countries. No paper discontinued until all 'arrears are paid artless ak the option of the publish- cr. The date to which every sub ecrintion is paid is denoted on the ADVERTISING RATES —' Tran- sient'advertising 12c per count line for first insertion. 8c for each .sub- eequent , insertion. Heading counts 2 lines. Small advertisements not to exceed one inch, such as "Wanted," 'Lost," "Strayed," etc., inserted once for 35c, each subsequent insertion 15c. 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. G. E. I-IALL, M. E. CLARK, Proprietor. Editor.` H; T. RANCE Notary Public, Conveyancer Financial, Real Estate and Fire In- surance Agent. Representing 14 Fire (insurance Companies. Division Court Office, Clinton Frank Fingland, IBA., LL.B. 'Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Public Successor to W. Brydone, K.C. Sloan Block Clinton, Ont. D. 11. 1VIcINNES CHIROPRACTOR • • Electro Therapist, Massage ,Office: I•Iuron Street. (Few Doors west of Royal Bank) Hours—Wed. and Sat. and by appointment. FOOT CORRECTION ' y manipulation Sun -Ray Treatment Phone 207 GEORGE ELLIOTT 'licensed Auctioneer for the County of Huron 'Correspondence promptly answered Immediate arrangements can be made for Sales Date at $he News -Record, Clutton, .or by calling phone 208. Charges Moderate and Satisfaction Guaranteed. • 111EMcKILLOP MUTI5AL Eire Insurance Company Head Office, Seaforth, Ont. Officers: President, Alex.' Broadfoot, Sea - 'forth; Vice -President, John E. Pep- per, Brumfield; Secretary -Treasurer, .111. A. Reid, Seaforth, Directors: Alex. Broaclfoot, Brucefield; James -Sholclice, Walton; William Knox, Londesboro; George Leonhardt, Dub- lin; John E. Pepper, Brucefield; James Connolly, Goclorieh; ' Thomas Moylan, Seaforth; W. R. Archibald, 'Seaforth; Alex. McEwing, Blyth. List of Agents; W. J. Yeo, Clin- •tot, R. R. No. 3; James Watt, Blyth; :John E, Pepper, Brucefield, R. R. No. 1; R. F. McKercher, Dublin, R. R. • No. 1; Chas. F. Hewitt, Kincardine; Tt. G. Jarmuth, Bornholm, R. R. No. 1. Any money to be paid may be paid to the Royal Bank, Clinton; Bank of Commerce, Seaforth, or at Calvin •Cutt's Grocer,, Goderich. Partied iiesuuag to effect insur- ance or transact other business will 'be promptly attended to en applica- ion to any of the above officers ad- dressed to their respective poet off/- •ees. Losses inspected by the director -who lives nearest the scene. CANADIAN NA ZONAL Al 'WAYS TIME TABLE Trains will arrive at and depart from Clinton as follows: Buffalo and Goderich Div. 'Going East, depart 7.03 a.m. Going East, depart - 8.00 p.m. 'Going West, depart 12.02 p.m. (Going West, depart 10.08 p.m. London, Huron & Bruce 'Going North, ar 11.34. Ive 12.02 p.m, Going South 8.08 p:m. WHAT IS A FARMER? J. farmer is: A capitalist that labors. A patriot .who is asked to produce at a loss. A man who works' eight hours a day twice a day. A man who has every element of nature to combat every clay in the year. A man who is a biologist and econ- omist and a lot more ists. Who gives more and asks less than any other human' being, ' Who takes unto himself for his own substance and that of his family, •those of his products that other,peo- ple will not utilize. Who gives his boys and girls to the big cities to infusered blood into society that is constantly decadent, and whose only lY salvation is the viri- lity that it th aws from rural sections. Who is taxed more and has less re- presentation than any, other citizen. Who sells his products for what the other fellow cares to pay for them and who buys the other fellow's products at what the other fellow charges for them. Who is caricatured . on the stage ;and in the daily papers but who can come nearer takinghold of any busi :,mess and leaking it go than any other ;tman alive and in captivity. "That's what a farmer is. —St. Petersburg Times. THURS., JULY 2, 193 SYNOPSIS Young, ambitions an cl eft:i:lel Donald Fisk, of New York, enginee and key field man fora small otl corporation, is sent into the deem' heat oil El Centro, S.A., to bring in paying wells in a very promising field. }Ie takes his young wife, Glor in, with him and together they endure the soul -trying heat and dust in the blazing desert. Against great odds the drilling has progressed until Fisk is certain that oil will be struck, so he makes steamer reservations to take them 1161116 and away k - 3i!oni the hard ships his 'oung wife has endured' so bravely. Gloria is beside herself with joy and days too soon starts to pack luggage theatres. He'd show Gloria Chat he wasn't merely a machine eternally rt thinking; ,talking, dreaming,. living oil. He'd prove that he was the wild- .' the. most extravagant, the most NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY Gloria regained control of herself with an effort and her flower-like lace broke into a Stifle. "'I'll be pa- tient. Only don't `let anything hap- pen." As he left the house, -Donald-told himself • with a pang that he had. a sick girl. on his hands. GIoria was sicker than she had peianitted mint to realize and it had taken this brief flicker., of animation at the prospect of going home to show him just how Weak she really was. She was fra- gile, bloodless, the life and the laugh- ter had gone out of her: As a mat- ter of fact, he had watched it go day by day for months and he had tried vainly to check it, but never before had . he appreciated to what extent she had failed. If anything should happen to her—Don closed his eyes and refused .to face such a thought. Only ten days more, then they would go north to those green fields and cool waters of which she was forever wistfrlly speaking. Ten days wasn't long. This certainly was not a woman's country. Least of all was it a coun- try for a lovely high -bred creature like Gloria. But, Don reflected, it had been this or nothing. Gloria had been willing, nay eager, to manly him, even against her :family's advice, and even though it had meant exile. Nor had site once coMplained, at least not until today when it was all over and she could voice her hatred of this life without hurting him. That was like her, to fade away, if need be to die by inches at Isis side, without com- plaint, One thing was sure—without Mor - la's love to strengthen hint he would never have had the courage and the pertinacity to win his fight/ against the desert. The mere fact that his' ewe money and that of his friends' was sunk in the El Centro field would not have been sufficient to keep hint trete. Not by any means. ,But with a wife like Gloria, a man couldn't quit; lie couldn't tolerate failure of any sort.' .11 he and Gloria'had been able to get away; once in a while it ,would not -have been so bad, but money from the wells which he had somehow managed to drill had gone into new equipment, into storage tanks, tank cars, drilling rigs, leases, and the like; for in order to live,at all in this business it had been necessary to ex- pand, and as a result production had not quite kept pace with expendi- Pedro halted the groaning truck and called out something in Spanish. tures. It had been the old, heart- breaking story of most so-called suc- cessful oil enterprises—just enough• encouragement to render it impos- sible to let go. But the company bad veal holdings . now, •.and' with the Homestake r sante r nakiu g five thousand barrels a day, yes, or even one-half of that, it would be out of the red in no time and its stock would be worth a lot, It.would be worth so ninth that Gloria could well afford to give her family .the, laugh. Something I like a trillion dollars, that's what it would mean to them. And Home- stake couldn't miss. El Centro' wea- n t asn't that kind of a pool. 'Once inside the Iimits, a man was as safe as if his money were in the Bank of Eng- land. . Ten days more, then New York with its shops and its lights and its devoted lover the world had ever seen. The things he would buy fo her the love, the tenderness he'd shower upon her! He'd repay her for the faith and for the courage she had shown. Ten days in ae! Gloria ate but little -supper that night. She attributed her'lack of appetite to excitement, to. the antici- pation of leaving, but as almatter of the way; with fishing ;jobs. Donn maintained this hopeful atti- tude; in his wife's presence he con- tinued to be cheery,`' but' out at the ljonsestake, where he spent twenty out of every twenty-four hours, he r was anything but optimistic. Nor was he. a pleasant person to get a- lonog with. Under ordinary circum- stances he would have refused to be unduly perturlied by the oil game ane/ grappling blindly dor a bit stem in the bottom of a steel -lined shaft' a quarter of a mile deep is slow work at hest. Sometimes it takes weeks. truth, Francesca, the one , servant they could afford, had been more than usually shiftless that afternoon and the young wife herself had been forced to prepare the mealex- ertion of late left her` upon the rag- ged edge of utter collapse. Donald's sympathetic remonstrance Was' interrupted by old Pedro, the water man.• Pedro, halted his groan- ing truck outside the house -and called something in Spanish that took Fisk away from the table and out into the road, ' Gloria had mastered only a few words of the language this ell- mate robbed women, of energy ;both physical and mental—hence she could not understand What was being said. When Den returned, he forestalled her anxious query by announcing: "McKay's in some sort of trouble and I've got to•run out there again. Don't wetly—it's nothing much." "What kind of trouble?" Gloria's tired face was suddenly drawn with apprehension. "Some kind of a fishing job —• Pedro didn,t know just what." Fisk 1canie around the table and kissed his (wife. "Don't fret, and don't wait up for me. You know how long every- thing takes around a well I may not get it fixed before morning," He milled reassuringly and playfully pinched her ear. "Can't afford .to els]: any delay for the sake of a lit- tle sleep?" • But circumstances were not orcin ary. Gloria's heart was set on catch- ing that boat, the clays were slipping past, and' Don could no longer blind 1himself to' the truth that she was ser- ionsiy ill and ought to go. And yet there was nobody b dy here he could send ' with her, nor could he leave until the well was in. The directors wouldn't stand for that, even if he. could bring himself to do such a tiling. It so hap - 1 pended—ab it usually does happen that no -time in the entire history of 1 the company's operations could have / been more unpropitious than the pre- sent for a mishap .such as this. The i treasury was low, there were bank loans soon to be met! Nothing less than _big new "production" could a- vert a serious crisis: If he ldet the Homestake, the company was wrec- ked. - Fisk drove his men without mercy, but it was maddeningly futile work, this blind grappling, this intermin- With sinking heart Gloria watched him go; for there had been some- thing in his voles that belied his cheerful words, This hateful oil busi- ness! • Its hazards were never end- ing; there was a malignant genius in the wells that took delight in wrecking huuman plans and killing high hoped, however well founded. Don returned for breakfast, hot and tired and dirty; be began gruffly: "I was afraid of McKay! He dropped a tool in the holo." "What does that mean?" "Ile didn't setup his joint proper- ly, I presume. Anyhow, it nieans we've got to fish it out." • "Is that a --a long job?" "Not necessarily; depends on how the stem is cocked and things like that. We're going to take a picture of it—you know, lower a soap mold and take an impression. While they're doing that I'm going to get a few hours' sleep—I haven't been off my feet all • night Lord, it's hot!" Fisk Iay on his bed all that morn- ing', and he perspired in Ins sleep. Meanwhile his wife went on with her packing and • her. unpacking. There was indeed 'very little to get ready and it was a foolish waste of effort, but she had to do something with her hands and this occupation gave her the same pleasure she had derived from folding and unfolding her doll's' clothes for imaginary journeys. She had loved to play that game when she was a tiny girl and she was becoming very childish of late. Don left again during the most cruel heat . of the afternoon; he re- turned about midnight and Gloria gathered from what he told her that these fishing jobs were tedious at best and that the crew was getting al along as well as could be expected. For two days his nightly report was the same. Had the accident oc-11 Burred earlier, he would have pro- ceeded, upon failure to grapple tile. troublesome bit stdln, to sidetrack then obstruction, so he explained. In oth- era words he would have drilled past it by allowing the second 'bit to be deflected'by the first. ' The lost tool was in reality a forty -foot shaft standing in the bottom of the hole, and it weighed many hundreds of pounds. Inasmuch as it was tipped so that its upper end rested against the side of the well, it was not easy to get hold of it. This new drilling would have resulted in a' crooked hole fifty' or sixty feet deep and would have left the obstruction tool stand- ing. upon a shelf of rock. By explod-1 ing a small shot a few feet below this shelf the lost bit could have s been dropped into the pocket—side- p -racked—after which the old shaft'' could have'been carried on, j a But .P Fisk t i declared he was afraid to attempt this maneuver so close to 1 e structure. Other oil men had warned hint against doing so. Twice t something of the sort had been tried in the El Centro field ,and in:each nstance•a ruined well had resulted. The shots had'seared the rock—due perhaps to some peculiar character- istic of the formation. Again' he told his wife not to worry; new fishing' 'l 11 be franit with' you,"said the tools' were on the way up from, the young man when the embrace,was coast; McKay might have the• ob-oyer. You're not the first girl 1 struction out, before they arrived—lever kissed." in fact; he' might get hold of that "And I'll be frank wtih you," she bit stem at any moment. That was answered. "You have' a lot to learn" "Honey! Honey girl!" her hus- band cried in agony. "Don't take it like that!" ; able experimenting with one device after another. He became irritable and jumpy; his hands shook when Ise wiped the stinging sweat out of his eyes; he cursed the desert aloud when its heat rendered the work'doubly hard. 1Vorking on that derrick floor was like working upon a bed of cioals Every piece of metal that flesh fell upon was hot enough to blister; the stale water that he and his men swilled down their throats Wits tepid, and. even in their sleep they were thirsty. Fisk told his wife grimly one day that they could not make the boat. She tools the announcement much as she would have taken a blow in the face. It left her pallid and stricken with something infinitely worse than pain. She crept away, and a few minutes later he found her weeping. She, made no sound, there was no ex- pression of grief upon her face, but tears of utter exhaustion were cours- ing down -her cheeks., "Honey! Honey . girl!" her hus- band cried in agony, "Don't take it ikc that!" She tried to senile. "I'm' so tired, Don! I've .been Manning so. Oh, Don, I haven't strength left to stand another disappointment!" "We'll catch the next boat, sure." "I've been thinking so much about the green grass and the cool waters! I'm so hot -so tired!" Fisk nodded; his face was: working. "I know.ABut I can't leave. I can't —without throwing away everything we've fought for. The company will go to smash — you understand! I'd chuck it all if it were thine but - the crowd relies on me, They'd never for- give me. I'd be a 'quitter!" "I- suppose so:" Gloria tried 'un- uccessfully to check the tears. "My eople, too! We wouldn't have our riumph, would we? You mustn't nniind me. I'm such a baby! 1'11 be 11 right " as soon as I et keine." e. g Day after clay the work at the well went on. Many times Fisk was empted to blast, but the men talked him out of the idea_ • ti a th (Concluded next week) • / AN AMATEUR • DOINGS IN TIHE SCOUT WORLD Ten thousand young trees were planted this spring by Galt, ,Ont., Scouts on their newly acquired camp site, Peacehaven, near Drumbo. Sea Scouts Build a 27 Foot Whaler The building of a 27 -foot whaler has been eoiupletecl by the Rover Sea Scoots of the Pointe Claire Yacht Club, Montreal: The boat, probably the largest ever turned out by Cana- dian Sea Scouts," was constructed during the past winter, under diree- tion of a professional builder. It is a sturdy, roomy craft, and will permit of lengthy training cruises. Scadding of Moose River a Scout Leader Alfred Scadding, of the Moose Riv- er.Mine tragedy, was formerly As- sistant•Scoutmaster of the ist Queen stop, Ont., Scout Troop. "He was a titan• who could meet any emergen- cy," states a Queenston correspon- dent in, the "Niagara Falls Review." The lighting of- the smoke signal fire which first informed rescuers that the men were still alivewas attribut- ed to Scadding's •Scout ,signalling in- genuity, • A Coast Guard Station For Hamilton Sea Scouts Hamilton, Ont Sea Scouts will shortly become the happy possessors of a coast guard station, in the form of alt old excursion steameii the "Brockville," permanently anchored at La Salle wharf, through the co- operation of the Hamilton Harbour Commission. The boat will be equip- ped with telescopes and wireless, to be used in discovering and assisting with mishaps on Hamilton Bay. The "Brockville" formerly plied between the city of that name and a summer resort, Butternut Bay. Three Rivers Scouts' .Folklore Festival A successful Folklore Festival, which included the singing of old river songs of the St. Maurice River Valley, was an achievement of the Jacques Cartier Troop of Catholic Scouts of Three Rivers, Que. In pre- natation for the festival a party of older Scouts was. sent up the river to interview old folks of the district and secure the words and tunes of old time chansons, and the steps of nearly -forgotten dances. The Jacques Cartier Scouts were congratulated by the City Council upon the success of their ,venture. The, Folklore Festival may become an :annual event. JACKSON =DODDS, General Manager, Bank of Montreal. W. A. BOGG, General Manager, Bank' of Montreal. BANK OF MONTREAL ISSUES are also described. BOOK OF INFORMATION' There is much about bank methods and practices that is 'a mystery to the ordinary man and woman. They know about savings accounts and cheques, but they know little about numerous other services that the. banks are prepared to give them. To enlighten' the public on .the subject, the -Bank of Montreal has. jest issued a. new -edition of its book -1 let entitled "Your Bank and How You May Use It". Prepared "for the ptupose of setting forth the many ways' in which the hank can serve the l individual", this' booklet is really a most valuable' manual on. Canadian) Banking. One of the surprises it provides for the reader is t h e extraordinary range of services which the bank of-' fens to the public. Something like a scoreof these services. is listed, and not only is each service explained inn language that is easily understood;• but the correct methods of procedure! In the latter connection, the book- let is illustrated by reproductions of . various bank forma correctly filled out, and mach points as- the difference between "Order" and `Bearer" cheq- ues are e,xplained and Illustrated. Among the subjects dealt with is that of borrowing money from the bank—a subject that is of timely -in- terest and of particular importance. The booklet may be had for the ask- ing at any branch of .the Bank of Montreal. SCOTTISH VERDICT "Pardon me," said the stranger, "ate you a resident here?" "Yes," was the answer. "I've been here goin' on fifty years, What kin 1 do for you?" "I am looking for a criminal law- yer," said the stranger. "have you any here?" • "'libel]," said the other, "we're pret- ty sure we have, but we can't prove 14." " Somebody to see you 11 IF EVERYBODY with something to interest you should cone and ring your bell,, what a nuisance it would bet Think of the swann- ing, jostling crowd, the stamping of feet on your porch and carpets! Every week we know of callers who come to see you. They never jangle the bell—the up Y don't take your whole day trying to get your attention. . Instead, they do it in a way • that is most con- sisierate of your vipracy and your convenience. They advertise in your. newspaper! In this way you have only to listen to those you know at a glance have something that interest you. 'They make it short, too, so you can gather gnicicly just what you want to know. You can`re- seive and hear them all without noise or confusion in a very few minutes. In fairness to yourself look over all the advertisements. The smallest and the largest --you never can be sure which one will tell something you.really want to know. Tho Clilitoll Nows-R000rd A FINE MEDIUM FOR ADVERTISING—READ ADS IN THIS ISSUE. PHONE 4