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ZURICH CITIZENS NEWS
THURSDAY, AUGUST 18, 10
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Labor
In the United States the Knights of
Labor fought for and won among other
things, a special holiday in 1894. That was
the first Labor Day in this part of the
world. The same year the Canadian labor
movement followed suit and from then on,
the first Monday in every September be-
came Labor Day.
No one could have imagined the hatred
sand bitterness that wouldfill the next 72
years in the continuing struggle of labor
and management in this so-called classless
society. From the beginning when the ad-
versary system of solving labor problems
was established with `the men" on one
side staring flinty -eyed across at "the
bosses", equally flinty -eyed and unflinch-
ing, there has been little else but open
warfare in the working field.
It is time we realized that the advers-
ary system does not work. Until labor and
management learn to co-operate and be-
come aware that they are both on the same
side, serving the same firm, the crippling
strikes will continue and both sides will
be the losers. We must devise a system
of granting a concrete share of the com-
pany to its working men so that they have
an interest in the welfare of their firm.
Day
NI .7 IMP Mill
Some companies have bonuses and profit-
sharing, it is true. But too often the prof-
its go to the foremen and supervisors and
not to the men who run the machines, the
girls •on the switchboard, or the elevator
operators.
If it truly becomes their company and
their product, the loyalty of the working
men will be strong. With the upswing of
the business cycle, their gains should in-
crease too, and they should have to do
without the extras when times are not so
good.
Unions do not call strikes if their
members are well treated in every sense
of the word. The indignity of punching a
time clock like a child does Tittle to lift
a man's spirit as he begins and ends his
day. The harshness of having to fight for
every benefit and every pay raise only per-
petuates the adversary system.
It is time companies were run in a
spirit of co-operation with shared interest
and responsibility for all. The class dis-
tinction of management and labor must be
eliminated if such a spirit is to flourish.
Then Labor Day truly will become a
day forr all of us who labor together for
our daily bread.
Be on Your Guard
Years ago. we learned that ideas •come
with people. The tramp printer revealed
to us many tricks of the trade. There is
something to be gleaned from every single
person. The inebriate teaches one not to
make a fool of oneself, and, in turn, the
prohibitionist makes an ass of himself. In
fact, we are rather fond of using the phrase
"a negative virtue is a positive vice".
It's like waving a red flag in front of
a bull to say to an editor: `Don't quote me'.
During the war there was a particular
directive issued to key business houses all
across Canada. This is what was printed:
Warning!—The sharp ears of enemy
agents are always listening for scraps
of information. Don't Iet your careless
talk help the enemy. Do not discuss
ship movements. defense plans, muni-
tion factories. troop movements, har-
bor facilities. aircraft production, sup-
ply stores. Be on guard.
At various public meetings there are
those mortals who. either through a fit of
temper, a desire to play to the gallery,
or some other design to attract attention,
say something they do not want in print.
They turn to the scribe: "Don't quote
me as saying ..."
In smaller communities, where every-
one knows—or thinks he knows—the worst
side of everyone. a weekly would not sur-
vive that printed all the statements made
on the street, at socials, or meetings of a
public nature.
Sometimes, we believe it would be pre-
ferable for community papers to campaign
against careless talk in public. Rather than
ask the editor (and even implore him as
one man did recently) not to quote you
after you said it, guard carefully what you
are about to say.
Warning!—The sharp ears of all pres-
ent are always listening. Don't let careless
talk hurt you, your society, or your com-
munity. Discuss your society problems at
society meetings, your town problems at
town meetings; Iet your teas and bees be
aids to an improved outlook, rather than
allow them to become dens of gossip.
What profits an organization when one
is maligned over a piece of cake or a hot
dog, and the sponsors receive silver in the
exchange?
"'Tis pleasant, sure, to see one's
name in print," wrote Byron. Yet how
unpleasant it would be to see your name
as a community saboteur!
Remember, the fellow next door who
is continually running down the preacher,
the doctor, the teacher, and the business-
men about him (God help them all) is a
mighty poor community man. Is it not then
a stringent necessity for people in society
or public life to be careful of what they
say- Careless talk helps defeat any or-
ganized purpose. Be on your guard!—One
Small Drop of Ink.
Your Get_Up_And_Go
Such is the talk—your store's about spent
'Cause your get-up-and-go has got up and
went!
No ad in the paper; competitors grin
When they think where your get-up-and-go
has been.
Your ad is your window, I heard what
you said,
But how can I see it, already in bed .. .
My ears on a tray, my teeth in a bowl;
Night cap and pillow, soft -bedded my soul.
Ere sleep shuts me down, I must read right
away;
Is anything better at the end of the day?
This interest on Thursday and all through
the week,
What others are scheming, the news col-
umns speak,
When I was a junior, a swagger and swish,
I went to the game, .a "sport" for my dish.
Though years have gone grey, my head
nearly bald,
I'II always remember what the umpire was
called!
I marvel at doings. police court, et al.;
I never ease up from winter to fall.
Now that I'm older, my slippers are slack,
I buy at the corner and puff my way back.
What's in the display ad is good for the
town.
I stick to our paper in the up and the down:
Shout at it, glower, laugh at it, true;
Still mightily proud—it's history, too!
So, Mr. Merchant, your store's about spent,
If your get-up-and-go has got up and went;
Your brain's a bit rusty, a hard thing to
say,
Adding red figures in your bank book this
day.
City's kept growing to skyscraper crowns,
Built up by small persons shopping from
towns ...,
A hopeless condition when merchants are
narrow,
Behind as a buggy or a wooden wheel-
barrow.
City's a lure for big bargains to clear.
You advertise not. What reasons! How
queer!
You'd rather let produce waste in home
ditch
For fear of just making some editor rich!
But fear not, my friends, it ain't in the
plans,
An editor's hell is in the copy he scans.
Men die so good, and the bride is so sweet;
Wedding and funerals so try his heartbeat!
He hears all gossip, prints birth of the babe,
Suffers long meetings lost in tirade;
He's harrowed and hurried, dirty with ink,
The one big disturber, making you think.
Don't be a piker. You're a bit out of place
To demand a big deal for a ten -cent space.
It's past nineteen hundred, `boys,'you must
know,
What once was a dime is now not even
dough.
Take notice, town merchant, take warning,
and now:
You reap through tomorrow what proce-
dure you plow.
Take .a tip from your neighbor and then
advertise:
Even one cackle can bring an egg for a
prize!—One Small Drop of Ink,
oh '; News
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From My Window
By Shirley
A SUDSY FABLE
Television commercials are as
entertaining as the programs
and twice as fictional.
I suppose every woman
dreams of being lovely. It is
also possible that husbands
dream of waking some morn-
ing to find their wives have
become raving beauties. Isn't
it lucky for both husbands and
wives that love has a way of
making the loved and the lover
handsome in the eyes of the
other?
That's the reason I get such
a charge out of the TV com-
mercials that promise the im-
possible. Face soap advertise-
ments are the classics.
Most of these feature a strik-
ing model who would be a
standout even if she wore a
bran sack and a pair of dirty
sneakers. Lithe and lucious,
this doll has a face that de-
mands your attention; the corn•
plexion is soft and supple,
probably has never known a
blackhead or a pimple, likely
wouldn't wrinkle if it was
soaked in:salt brine for a week!
Close, ever so close to the cam-
era, we are led to believe that
this flawless skin is a direct
result of some soap chuck full
of cold cream or lanolin or
estrogene or TBR or duck
grease . . . to prove it, that
gal strokes her cheek with a
bar of the miraculous stuff,
caresses her long slender neck
with it, teases her chin. In low
gravely tones, the announcer
tells us that if we wash faith-
fully with this particular soap,
diamond earrings will be spark-
lier, emerald chokers will have
more fire, silk will be softer
and wonders of wonders, hus-
bands will be more romantic.
Given half a chance, this 30
cent cake of soap is a cheap
Keller
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way to combat extramarital
horseplay and maybe even di-
vorce,
Other soap manufacturers
know the housewife is not taken
in by that kind of drivel, so
they try to convince her that
while she may not be Helen of
Troy, she can be just as excit-
ing. By using the correct face
soap, Myrtle Munster gets a wink
from the grocer, a sigh from
the paper boy and if you watch
carefully, a pinch from the dry
cleaner. Those brands of soap
could be dangerous and should
be used sparingly. If a few
washings with it drive men to
that kind of behavior, happily
married women should stick to
plain water for bathing. It
should be banned for girls un-
der the age of 18.
Then there are the deoderant
soaps for active girls. Miss
Muscles stands in the shower
just before the handball match.
She scrubs and rubs with such
xigor you wonder if a wire brush
would be of any assistance.
Fortunately for her, she can
ride her motorcycle all day
without worry . that other
90 per cent of her is fresh as
a daisy. Even in the evening
she can race her boy friends
all the way to the gymnasium
without embarrassing odor from
perspiration. I'm certain that
the average girl who doesn't go
out for such strenuous activity
could get by without washing
for two or three days! What a
time saver!
Not depending on any soap,
I find consolation in this
thought from Richard Need -
ham's column in the Globe and
Mail: Some women are born
chic and thin. Others, sur-
rounded by •calories, have to be
satisfied with love and a life
of happiness.
Letters to the Editor
2801 Ottawt St.,
Regina, Sask,
Mr. Herb Turkheim,
Editor, Zurich Citizens News,
Zurich, Ontario,
Dear Mr. Turkheim:
Once again my subscription
to your paper, "the Zurich Citi-
zens News", is due, so I am en-
closing a money order for $3.00
to cover same for one more
year's subscription,
I was in Zurich a few weeks
ago and intended to drop around
to meet you and pay my sub-
scription, but did not find the
time.
I still enjoy your paper very
much, The picture of Dr. B. A.
Campbell, George Hess, Elgin
Kckinley and the others whom
I also knew, which appeared in
the last edition, was most in-
teresting.
Dr. Campbell was our family
doctor for many years when we
lived in the old McBride home
(now owned and occupied by
Clare McBride) in Stanley
Township, and also in Zurich
where my parents moved in
1913. He was a very fine per-
son and a good doctor. It is
sad that such people have to
grow old, but time marches on
and we all have to accept old
age and march with it,
It is over 46 years since 1
left Zurich. A lot of changes
have taken place since those
good old days.
I am making a scrapbook of
the many pictures and interest-
ing articles which have appear-.
ed in your paper from time to
time, so keep up the good work.
Sincerely,
(Mrs.) Maude M. Schnell
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Huron County
Plans Mutual Aid
Officials from fire depart-
ments in Huron County are to
meet in Seaforth today to or-
ganize the county's first mutual
fire -aid system.
The meeting has been called
by the Ontario fire mars'hal's
office.
The new system will join
county volunteer fire depart-
ments with a total strength of
233 men.
Departments will come to
each other's aid in major fires
and provide standby protection,
BIGTIME IN THE BIGTOWN
Burning desire of most city
people in the blasting heat of
mid -summer is to flee from the
concrete canyons and ,head
north, where there is cool, blue
water and golden sand and you
sleep under blankets.
Well, we live in the north,
comparatively, and usualy it's
just as the city denizens pic-
ture it.
But this summer, after sleep-
ing under nothing but a film of
sweat for three weeks, we de-
cided to seek refuge from the
heat.
How do you get it? Head
farther north? Nope, you head
south for the city and check
into an air-conditioned hotel.
With a swimming pool.
It was done on impulse, with
no room reservation. We were
lucky. After four phone calls,
we found ourselves ensconded in
a fine big room, cool as a tomb,
overlooking the swank swim-
ming pool. And yet it was right
in the heart of the city.
Very pleasant. Free parking
and free ice cubes appealed to
my Scottish strain.
We called a few people, and
by 8 o'clock the joint was jump-
ing, room •service was on the
gallop, and the room was filled
with everything from teenagers
to a grandmother who had just
knocked off her 79th birthday
and was prepared to celebrate
the event till dawn.
Fortunately, cooler heads pre-
vailed„ and by 11 p.m. all had
gone their various ways. What
to do? Too late for dinner or
a show. Too early for bed.
My wife, who turns into a
Go -Go Girl when she gets into a
hotel room and hasn't any meals
or dishes or laundry to worry
about, suggested we hit the cof-
fee-house circuit. My daugh-
ter, whose foremost desire is to
do just that, but by herself,
demurred.
"Who wants to go there with
parents? And besides, I hear
they don't allow old people into
them."
"Waddaya mean, old people?"
chorused her Old Lady and her
Old Man.
When the kid realized there
wasn't a chance of getting into
that teenage jungle on her own,
she graciously permitted us to
go along.
And that's how we found our-
selves in famous, or infamous,
Yorkville, at midnight, with
about 4,000 young people stroll-
ing up and down the sacred
couple of block, on their
nightly pilgrimage
Within five minutes, we'
been spotted by one of my stu
dents, who seemed delighted to
catch Mr. Smiley in the act, so
to speak. We took refuge in a
cellar joint.
Maybe I'm getting old and
crusty. But the coffee houses
have changed greatly, and for
the worse, in the the five years
since I've been there.
Then, they were run by en-
thusiastic amateurs, you could
spend a whole evening for a
dollar and a quarter, and the
music was provided by young
folk singers, some lousy, some
good, but all serious and rather
sweet.
Now they've gone commer-
cial. There's a stiffish cover
charge, coffee is 50 cents a
wallop and rotten, and the
music, provided by groups
whose sole purpose seems to be
to drive you right out of your
skull, is one great blast of elec-
tronic noise and shouting.
Ironically, the places have be-
come too expensive for most of
the young people they were
originally intended for. Perhaps
that's why they walk up and
down outside in one vast, roll-
ing crowd that is always poten-
tially a mob.
Oh,well, it was a good week-
end. We had budgeted for one
night only. But we didn't wake
up until checking -out time, it
was still steaming hot outside,
and the girls came up with
some of that weird feminine
logic which proved that we
could afford it if we cut down
on something or other. So I
was hooked for another 24
hours of pretending to be a
millionaire.
We loafed, swam, watched the
real rich people spoiling their
kids, had an Italian dinner, and.
took in Eric Nicol's comedy,
catching three seats in the sec-
ond row by pure luck. Enjoyed
it, but I'm afraid it will hit
Broadway about the same year
I win the Nobel prize.
And home Sunday, up the
highway north, rested and re-
freshed, and laughing all the
way at those sun -burned, ex-
hausted
x-
hausted vacationers pouring
south, on their way back from
the sizzling north to the tropical
city,
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