The Clinton News Record, 1934-07-12, Page 3if
THURS., JULY 12, 1934
THE CLINTON
NEWS -RECORD
PAGE a
What Clinton was DoingThe in Gay Nineties
DO YOU REMEMBER WIIAT HAP PENED DURING 'PPR 'LAST DE-
/ CADE OF THE OLD CENTURY?
Prom The News -Record, July 11 th, p From The News -Record, July 8th,
1894:
At St. Paul's garden party Mon-
day night some thirty-two tickets,
amounting in all to $1.60, Were pat"
sed by boys withoutvalue being re-
ceived. The tickets show quite plain-
ly that they belong to another
church and 'those using them should
make good.
On July 2nd ' Mr. Joseph Copp'a
"AllanWelkes" by Jay Bird captured
first money in the :400 trotting
stake at Brussels, .beating alnoug
others, Senator 2:261A,: Thisbeing-
his
einghis first start speaks well for Allan
Wilkes. back Kennedy's Lord Ten-
nyson also won first money" in the
2:50 pace, turning .the tables on Ins"
old opponent, "Brown Sam," which
is considered a good horse.
There was a very interesting
game of baseball last Monday be-
tween a picked team from Clinton'
and a nine picked from the summer
tourists at the River Hotel, Bayfield.
Clinton won the game 11.7.
The Clinton team was made up of:
J. MacMurchie, p; W. P. Spaulding;
c.; James Walker, ib; M. D. McTege
gait 2b; 1?. B. Crews, 31); L. Kent.
nedy ss; John Wiseman rf; James
Fair di Jos. Rattenbury, if.
From The New Era, July 13th, 1894:
Mr. Robt. Brown of Hullett start-
ed cutting wheat on Monday. This
is pretty early.
Me. Russell Manning of Exeter is
visiting his brother, Mr. W. N. Man-
ning of town.
Many persons thought a mistake
had been made when the cows were
prohibited from running at large,
but the Goderich papers are asking
for a bylaw like ours, owing to the
damage and nuisance of cows at
large.
The town council chamber will
shortly Fe lighted by electricity,,
Most of the Orangemen from this
section spent the 12th at Wingham,
as 300 tickets were sold here for
that place and only 20 for Parkhill.
Rattenbury street Sabbath school
and that of Willis will picnic at
Goderich. on Wednesday next. On-
tario street Sabbath school is ar-
ranging for a picnic at the same
place on the 26th.
One of the most amusing and ex-
). citing games of baseball witnessed
in Clinton was played on the park
on Wednesday evening between clubs
from the Mackay and Palace blocks.
The Palace players were: H. Hod -
gene, A. Holloway, Dr. Shaw, F. R.
Hodgens, R. Downs, A. Morrish, P.
Jervis, J. Fortune and Ad. Switzer,
Mackay Block: Wt. Harland, W. P.
Spaulding, John Harland, R. Irvin,
H. Holmes, G. Taylor, W. Shannon,
W O'Neil and II. T. Rance. The
game was a draw and the teams will
have to meet again and decide which
can win.
The following persons have been
elected representatives to the guars
terly board of Rattenbury- church:
Messrs. Manning, Fowler, Bean,
Beesley, Rumball, McMath and Turn-
er.
1909: ,
!lir, and Mrs, G. D. MeTaggart and
family have taken possession of
their summer cottage at Bayfield.
Mr. Fred Chantwent to Graven-
hurst on Monday to take a position
as bookkeeper.
The W, G. T. U. purpose serving
luncheon on the 12th ,of July in the
store formerly occupied' by Ford and
McLeod.
The waterworks contracts were.
let at the meeting ofthe town court
cul, Councillor Jaeissen said when
the report of Engineer 'Chapman was
being discussed: "We engaged En-
gineer Chapman . , we have con-
fidence in his report and in his
statement that the revised system is
an improvement over the one laid
down in the bylaw." At the conclus-
ion of the discussion the resolution of
.Messrs. Cooper and Gibbings (that
the report be received) was adopted,
Cooper, Ford, Gibbings, Jaokson,
Holloway and Taylor voting yea;
Wiltse and Graham voting nay.
WHEN THE PRESENT CENTURY
WAS YOUNG
From The New Era, July 8th, 1909:
Mr. Harry Baker received a tele-
gram front,his agent at Saskatoon
on Tuesday to the effect that the
sale was completed of a large block
of land to a party in Indiana. It
represents a substantial increase in
value since its purchase five years
ago and Mr. Baker has our congrat-.
ulations.
The third and final game was
played on the park on Monday even-
ing when the nines from Dohertys
and Jackson's factories met. The
game was called off at the sixth in-
ning owing to the darkness with the
score 15-14 in favor of Jacksons.
Murray MCEiyan acted as referee.
The following composed the teams:
Doherty, J. Cook, H. Fremlin, W.
Doherty, 3. Finch, J. Doherty, W..
Pinch, G. Cook,. W. Pickett, F. Cook.
Jacksons: G. Collyer, W. Johnson, A.
Alexander, Wt Collyer, A. Mitchell,
K. Wilkes, W. Conliff, W. Judd, W.
Hamlyn.
Citizens wereshocked when word
was received in town on Friday last
that Harry -13, Herr had died sudden-
ly at Wainwright, Alberta, Where he
had gone a month ago to work on his
homestead . . The body arrived here
Wednesday night and was accom-
panied by his son Walter.
There were thirty-eight Huron Old
boys and girls visited with the .fam-
ilies of George and Wesley Walker
of town over Sunday.
On Sunday last the Rev. T. Wes-
ley Cosens preached his introductory
sermons in Ontario street Methodist
church to large and well -pleased au-
diences. He is a fluent speaker and
delivers his message in a direct man-
ner . . . The New Era welcomes Rev.
and Mrs. Cosens and son to town and
hopes- their sojourn here niay be
marked by harmony, progress and
happiness.
The Doctor and the Contraption
(Condensed from "Afternoons in
Utopia.")
In the old fashioned days when a
man got sick he went to a family
doctor and said he was sick. The
doctor gave him a bottle of medicine.
On the bottle was written "three
times a day in water." The man
drank it three times the first day,
twice the second day and . once the
third day, On the fourth day he
forgot about it. But that did not
matter. He was well by that time.
Very often after the patient had.
gone away the doctor would sit and
smoke a pipe slid wonder what was
wrong with the man anyway. Some-
times the doctor suspected that the
man was really ill. ' But he never
said so. Only after the patient was
quite well again, did the doctor tell
him how i11 he had been.
When an uptodate doctor of today
looks at a patient he sees not a man
at all but a complicated machine con-
traption, probably running very bad-
ly. Naturally he wants to get at it
—the contraption sits huddled up in
its serge suit in the doctor's office
chair The poor thing is consumed
with something like panic, but it
makes as brave a show as it can.
"It's a little hard to say" says the
doctor, "just what the trouble is."
He has been making a feW prelim-
inary nivestigations by punohiug and
listening in.
"I don't know that I quite like that
heart," he adds and then relapses to
a reflective silence.
"Yes/' he continues' as he conies
out of lois reverie, "thele are snaps
toms there that I don't. like --< don't
Bice at all."
,Neither does the Contraption, but
he keeps quiet.
"There may be," says the doctor,
"an ankylosis there"
What an ankylosis is and what it
does, the Contraption does not know.
But the sound of it is quite enough:.
"It's just possible," says the doctor
as another bright idea omits to him
"that there's an infiltration into the
proscenium."
These may not be the exact medical
terms that the doctor uses. But that
is what they sound like to the Con
traption.
"However wo will !keep that under
observation till we see what we find,
You say that you'nexer had hydro..
pholeia?"`
"Not so far as I remember."
"That's interesting—the symptoms
seem to suggest hydrophobia or just.
possibly, hendiadys."
The doctor reflects a little more,
then he begins to write on little bits
of paper.
"Well," he says in a cheerful tone,
"we'll try it out aeyways."
He writes out little orders- for
Krays, blood tests, heart tests.
"Now," . he says, in conclusion,
"dan't be alarmed. You may blow
up on the street. But I'm not much
afraid of that, It's possible that your
brain will burst open at the sides,
ButI'm not alarmed if it does. If
your eyes fall out on the street let
me know,"
These are not his exact words:
But they give exactly the impression
that his words convey.
"I will," says the Contraption,
"And now," says the doctor, who
by this time has warmed up to the
case, and is filled with artistic inter-
est, "about diet—I think you'd better
not eat anything—or not for a month
or so—and don't drink; and you may
as well cutout tobacco and you'd bet-
ter not sleep,"
"And above all," he concludes with
a sudden burst of geniality, "don't
worry. You may blow up at any
time, but don't let that worry you,
You may fall dead in a taxi but I'm
not alarmed. If you do. Come back
in a week and I':11 show you the X-ray
plas.
Wheten the Contraption 'comes back
he finds the doctor beaming with in.
terest.
"Look at them," he says, holding
up' to the Iight some- X-ray plates
"You see that misty looking spot there
just,between^the encephalon and the
encycvlopaedia ?"
"What is it?" asks the Contrap-
tion.
"I don't know yet," the doctor
says. "It's a little early to say. But
we'll watch it. If you don't mind I
think wo will probably , open your
head and take a Look. They are do.
ing same wonderful things now in
the reomval of the brain. It's ra-
ther a nice operation, but I think I
may take the risk. I'll let you know.
Meanwhile, you're following out in-
structions, I hope, not eating any-
thing?"
"Oh, -not'
".`And nothing to drink or smoke."
"Oh, no." •
"That's right. Well, by now, in a
day or two we'll know more. 1'11
have your blood by that time and
then •I.think we'll begin to see where
we area Goodbye."
A week or so later the doctor says
to his lady secretary: "That Contrap-
tion in the serge suit, wasn't he to
have come in this morning?,"
The lady looks over a memoran-
dum book. "Yes, 1 think he was."
"Well, call him up on the phone.
He doesn't need to come.' I've had
all his hospital reports and they,
can't find anything wrong at all.
And, oh, by the way, tell him this, it
will amuse him. That cloud on the
X-ray plate that looked like a clot
on the brain turns out to be a flaw
in the glass. He'll ' have a good
laugh at that."
The secretary vanishes into the
telephone room and it is some little
time before she returns.
"I got his house," she responds,
"but they say the gentleman is dead.
He seems to have turned on the gas
in the bedroom an purpose."
"Tut, tut," says the doctor, sure
cidal mania! I forgot to test him for
that."
A PAIR OF GILT BUCKLES
(Continued from page 2)
proached with one of the voluminous
enveloping garments caIIed a haik,
which all Moorish women wear out
of doors. Realizing that it would be
useless to struggle or protest, the girl
submitted to its being draped about
her, covering her from head to foot.
The folds were then drawn across
her fade, leaving a slib for the eyes.
This done, and the folds secured
with eoncealed fastenings — native
women keep their harks secure with
the hand and use no fastenings—she
was led up the steps into the street.
Outside stood a small mule with a
sort of side-saddle on its back.
"Listen!" said the Ieader of her
captors. "I shall walk by your side
through the streets, Should you ut-
ter the faintest cry, or make any
other sign likely to arouse stupider:,
you'll be dead in less than a minute,
Understand?"
He thrust his right hand from be.
neath his cloak, and Angela saw that
it grasped a slender dagger.
One of the men helped her on to
the mule, and the Ieader took the
bridle in his left hand. In this man-
ner he could Iead the anima], and
et the same time remain quite close
to his prisoner.
Presently they left the mellah and
were passing through the chief mar-
ket place. And then suddenly she
caught sight of George Kendon ape
preaching from the opposite direc-
tion, as though he had come from the
north-west - gate. Her captor edged'
closer to her.
"Remember,, the slightest sound
will mean instant death," he whisper-
ed.
Kendon passed them. Then sud-
denly through the slit in the haik
she saw the man by her side collapse
as Brough struck with : terrific force.
While he lay still in a crumpled heap
upon the ground she was dragged
from the mule's back, to find herself,
half fainting, safe in Kendon's arms.
When, some hours later, the Avan
steamed out •of Saffi Bay, Angela
stood with the chief officer watching
the lights of the town disappear.'
"There was nothing very wonder-
ful about it," he was saying. "After
waiting nearly an hour at the gate I
gave you up, and strolled through
the marketplace. Then I ,caught
sight of n man leading a iiiule with
a veiled woman on it. And the wo-
man wore high -heeled shoes instead
of Moorish. flat -heeled ones, It was
so unusual that I, took another glance,
and recognized your little gilt buckles
--J had noticed them several times
on board. Well, I didn't waste any
time after that, but just sheered a-
longside the fellow leading the mule
and landed him a first-class sock on
the jaw. Then ; we]I, you know the
rest."
"I owe my liberty—even my life,
perhaps, to you," said the girl in a
low voice. "I can't thank---""
"Don't!" interrupted the man a
Did Songs Are Conie Again
Those, citizens who are alert to
observe all hopeful omens cannot but
be gratified to know that Edwin
Claude Mills believes the old songs
are even now in process of restores-
anon, says an illuminating article in
the Christian Science Monitor. Gent-
ly
ently but persistently the oIcl songs are
displacing, in their return; the less
than nieritricious croonings and cat-
erwaulings, the "hotcha"' vulgarism,
which have constituted of late years
no 'minor 'portion of our eo-caller`
popular music; And Mr. Mills, as
manager of the American Society of
Composers, Authors and Publishers,
voices this acceptable opinion -with an
authority well-nigh excathedra in its
warrant. Come now, distinctly, this
rejuvenescence , of the old songs
should fortify our faith in the event-
nal 'dependability of human nature.
Out in the garden the annual flow-
ers, that will not renew their blos-
soming, were shallow of root and un-
substantial, as befitted the briefness
of their tenure. But the perennial
plants, that withstand the north wine,
and yet shall come to bloom time
and again, even as they have 'hies -
seined, are deeply, firmly rooted in
their mother the earth. • It is not a
parallel, perhaps, but it will serve
in lieu of 'one. For so it is with
songs. Certain of them find constant
little hoarse. "I—I did nothing real-
"Nothing?" .echoed the girl with
gentle derision. "If you call what
you did nothing--- e
"Nothing to what 1 would do," he
broke in, carried away by his love
for her.
"For instance " she asked chat-
lengingly.
willingly die for you," he
declared. "1 --I'd—" At that mo-
ment the ship's bells sounded, and
Kenden started as though awakening
from a dream. "I must go. It's my
watch," he said.
"Tell me," she asked a little
breathlessly, and laying a detaining
hand on his arm, "would you—live
for me?"
"
Live for you!" he cried. Then,
as there was no one near, he caught
her in his arms. "Oh, my dear, my An Irishman has defined economy
dear!" he murmured inarticulately. as a reduction in some other fellow's
—London "Answers," salary.
nurture in our. hearts and all such
songs are.time'less. Nor; is it strange,
that this should be—for they have
beauty in their very fiber, and hap-
piness and human wistfulness, and se
are quite superior to those inexorable
laws which determine that a cheaply
popular song soon shall enter silence.
More than two centuries ago a
Scottish gallant, young 'Milian)
Douglas of Fingland, found himself
sighing for Sir Richard Laurie s
daughter, Annie, who dwelt in IYlax-
wellton castle, beside Cairn Water' ie
Dumfrieshire. .Such youths . must
fall to versifying as readily as any
thrush will sing in April, and so it
Was with Master Douglas. But the
verses he wrote ,to Annie Laurie lack-
ed something Yet for song, and when
Alicia Anne Spottiswoode chanced
upon thein in 1835, she who later be-
come Lady Scott, . revised the poem
and set it to music in the version that
is known wherever there is an Eng-
lish ' ,Heritage, How many, many
songs, indeed, havea been written since
that time and are forgotten. But the
song 'called "Annie Laurie" is as
youthful and as dear as when young
Douglas made his vow an a Maxwell -
ton brae.
In the middle of the last century
along cane Stephen Collins Foster, as
minstrel to an America that took its
sentiment seriously, and he gave us
the soul of the colored folk in songs
that ,are singularly triumphant over
time and vogue. And yet, how hon-
estly and of what simplicity are
these, haw seemingly.artless and un-
studied. They flow as gently as the
Swanee, where the •old plantation was.
As gently, as intimately, as dearly
as Robert Burns' own "Sweet Aton,".
where the stoelcdove served for mock-
ingbird.
But it is not wholly in accord with
the circumstance -to say that the old
songs are coming back to -us. They
have always been waiting their sum-
mons, under the gaudy litter of the
music rack, and so they never have
been really away—the tattered, be.
loved, sincere and wonderful old songs
that have their other residence in the
warmth of our hearts.
—B. H. L. in Musical Review.
Potential Buyers
' any noticeable appetite. for plain and
freg•al living Desire for those things.
Plenty
; which make life smoother and pleas -
in Plenty anter is as strong as ever though un -
i fulfilled.. '
reflection on the
age that no once
with power rias the knowledge or the
courage to break down the barrier be-
tween the producer and the ,consumer
and .restore the natural flow 'of trade.
--High River Times,.
At this time of the year most an 1s a curious
great brains of the
housewives survey their homes in the
stark clear sunlight, and think wist-,
fully of what they, would like to do
if only they .had the ` money, They
have been looking things over wist-
fully for the past three or four years
now, and either suppressing desires,
or getting by with temporary exped-
ient, always hoping that next year
will be better. Ft is quite safe to say
that in the past four years not 90
percent of the, housewives of Canada,
have been able to replenish or'
reno-
vate, 'as they would have done if
times had been normal. Each year,
their house furnishings have deter-.
ionated slightly, and have not been
kept up. Each year the needs in the
!way of curtains, rugs, linens, bed -
clothing, fueniture andrsa on, grow,
.more acute. And so far, only the
real necessities have been purchased.
Scarcely a hone at the present mo-
ment that could not spend hundreds
of doilars profitably and well in re-
pairing, renovating and retoring in-
doors and out.
•
In other words, the need for buying
grows more acute with each passing
season, but the lack of ability to buy
remains the same.
It is pleasant to speculate on what
would happen, if this potential buying
power were released by some un-
dreamed of means. If the spending
power of the country were restored
overnight, the goods that have lain on
the merchants' shelves would be swept
clear, factories would work incessant-.
ly for months to come before the ac-
tual needs of the average home would
be filled.. There would be such a
business as only_ four years of un-
filled wants could bring about.
And if the buying power of the
masses were maintained consistently
and uniformly over a period of years,
the rush of business would continue.
Because the last four years have
taught the majority of people how
quickly things deteriorate and how.
much purchasing is necessary to
maintain a reasonable standard of
living.
The grim experience of the innne-
diate past has possibly instilled in
people some spirit of caution on time
purchasing, but it has not developed
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Are You Among
Those Who SagAlwAw
"I never read
Aclvertisements"
To say "I never read advertisements" would
be mdch like saying, "I never use soap," or "I
never read newspapers," or "No one can teach
nee anything," or "1 know everything."
Many good—but not very wise—persons seem
to think that all advertisements are just the
vainglorious braggings ,of those who publish
them --designed to part fools and their money.
The truth is that most advertisements are in-
citements to their readens to do or be or buy or
use something for their immediate, or prospective
advantages Advertisers, to be successful and to
live long, have to offer something of value or of
desire—something really wanted or needed by
the public. Advertisers, to live long, must not
chest the expectations or confidence sof those who
buy what they offer or propose,
Here are 'some questions to be answered by
those who say "I, never read advertisements" -
1. What alarm clock would you buy if you
needed one?
2. What camera would you buy, for your own
use, or to give to a son or daughter?
3. What motor car possesses your favor?
4. What face cream or shaving soap 'or cream,
or teeth paste did you use today?
5, What laundry soap (or flakes) is in your
kitchen fight now?
6. Does the breakfast bacon which you like
best have a brand name?
7. The watch on your wrist—what name does
it bear?
8. Your shoes—who made them?
9, Your life insurance polity—what company
issued it?
10. The ginger ale which you serve to guests--'
what brand is it?
11. The tea which you buy regularly what
brand is it?
12. The soap and baked beans and the tomato
catsup now on your pantry shelves—what
brands are they?.
You see, whether or not you eonscionsly or
habitually read advertisements, you buy, by pre-
ference,
ro-ferenee, what advertisements have recommended
to your confidence and what experience has prov-
en, to be satisfactory.
The .thing's which we don't b'uy, and which
have a sickish life, are those which are not ad-
vertised, and which try to ride into public favor
on the backs of well -advertised products.
"IT IS TO ONE'S DISCREDIT TO SAY,
"I NEVER READ ADVERTISEMENTS."
DON'T FAIL TO JftEAD'TODAY THE ADVERTISEMENTS IN
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