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The Huron Expositor, 1941-09-05, Page 211. • Tff,E WNW EXPOSITOR • SEPTEMBER 51 194i ft: (t" tar xpositor Itablished 1860 Orhail/MeLean, Editor. ted t Seaforth Ontario, ev Vrsday afternoon by McLean vertising rates on application. EAPORTH, Friday, September 5th What About It? Shortly after his arrival inEng- land Prime Minister Mackenzie King was booed by some of the ten thou- sand Canadian troops he was review- ing. Well, what about it? It may have been a little discourteous, but Cana- dian soldiers overseas are free, white and twenty-one, and very red-blood- ed. If they chose to express their :feelings in boos instead of cheers that was pretty much their own af- fair, even if it did bear a little hard on their commanding officers. The recent English incident was by no means a precedent. During the last war Canadian troops booed Sir Robert Borden and they booed the Hon. Arthur Meighen, And be- lieve it or not, more than once they booed the redoubtable Sir Sam Hughes. Just think of that! Ar.d yet,• at that time, no one thought much about it. Why should they? Every one knew that when those Canadian soldiers went over the top they would do a good deal more than boo the Germans. And everyone to -day knows our present Canadian troops overseas will do the • same thing when the time comes to contact Mr. Hitler and his Nazi troops, wherever and whenever that maybe. Some Ontario newspapers have been making far too much of the in- cident. Not, of course, on account of Mr. King's feelings, because Mr. King showed little Tespeet to their feelings when he went to Britain at the request of Mr. Churchill, rather than at the demand of these same newspapers.. Are these papers trying to put ov- er the insinuation that if the Prime Minister -Canada had been any-, one else but Mr. King the incident would not have happened? It looks a little that way at times, but if so -the country at large takes a very different view of the matter. It does not believe that the honor of Canada has been sullied through the medium of the Prime Minister. Not at all. Neither did Mr. King mind. He just took it in his stride, and the Canadian troops liked him all the better for it, and will show it later on. So what about it? ( • Where The Real Casualties Are Astonishment has become rather a rare feeling for the people of this sophisticated world of to -day to ex- perience,' but it is at least interest- - ing and enlightening to know that motor accidents in the United States are responsible for as many lives and cause twenty tithes as many in- juries as German bombs have inflict- ed on the British Isles. This fact has been brought out by a recent report of the Greater New York Safety Council which states that from June, 1940, to the end of April, 1941, which cover the months of the Blitz bombing of Britain by the Germans, bombing cost the lives of thirty-fivec\thousand, seven hun- dred and fifty-six , and forty-seven thonsand, eight hundred and fifty- six injuries in Britain. During the corresponding months in the United States, thirty-three thousand; four hundred and seventy people were killed and over a million Were injured in motor traffic. Even considering the fact that the population of the United States is three times as large as that of Bri- tain, these figures would indicate the necessity of some immediate ac- tion to curb this Careless driving, the necessity of removing unsafe ars from the roads and a more strict enfdrcernent of ,the brafile regula,- tie/I& And this, of dburie, includes the and near -drunk drivers, - a 'the'drunk and`'near-drunk **'t tell' are the tared ble rIpeFtion 'L mobile on our modern highways is potentially as dangerous as machine guns would be. OP course these are figures of United States happenings, but even allowing for the great difference in population, does anyone believe or can any one say that the motor cas-. ualty list in Canada is any smaller than it is in the United States, or any less serious? We believe not. • Aipolishing Space The repdrt of the British Ministry of Aircraft Production that a Brit- ish Liberator bomber, averaging ov- er three hundred miles an hour in sub -zero weather, had made a deliv- ery flight across the Atlantic in sev- en and a half hours, is an indication that space is surely being abolished. The 'four -motor land bomber not only made the two thousand, three hundred and fifty mile hop from Newfoundland to Ireland in seven and a half hours, but did it most comfortably for those who directed it, although the trip was made at such a high altitude the crew wore oxygen masks, and although the temperature "outside was thirty-two degrees below zero. The answer to that is, of course, heated cabins for the crew of five Who made the flight. Before this war is over, planes will be making even a faster flight than that, and following the peace which 'we all long for, there will be a revolution in transport and passen- ger traffic made possible by ever im, proving flying machines. • On Optimism In condemning the siren song of optimism, which, apparently, is being heard in Britain as well, as in Canada, Herbert Morri- son, British Home Secretary, in a speech to the South Hackney Labor party, said: "If I were an enemyln this coun- try instead of one of its sons ready to die fdr it as any other of the 45,- 000,000 of us --do you know what I would try to do? I would insinuate into British minds the idea that all' these world wide extensions of bat- tle were to Britain's advantage—. that the war 'was being won for us, that the , struggle was less deadly, that we could all slack off and take a breather. If 1 could get that vicious, deadly thought into enough British heads I would count myself well re- paid for heavy losses everywhere, for I would know that I had found the one weak spot in the armor of a tough artd terrible island." It is a common story, he said, heard every day, that Hitler will bleed his German army white, in Russia. Perhaps he will. But not to- day or to -morrow, or not thiS year, and, perhaps, not next. In the meantime it is well to re- member -that we are facing a tre- mendous enemy, one trained and equipped as no other army has been trained and equipped, and one which in the last war maintained a tremen- dous struggle on two fronts, for four years, and one which is even strong- er to -day. Faith in the ultimate result of this war we all have, or should have, but there is no place for the premature optimist. He is as dangerous to our war effort as a Fifth Columnist. • Signs Of The Times There can be no hope yet, that the revolver shots of a young French- man which wounded Pierre Laval and Marcel Dest, two of the most pro -Nazi men in France, are signals of an immediate revolt against either Nazi or Vichy control of that unfor- tunate country. But there are at least, signs of the times. Signs that show more con; elusively than even the large scale round up in Paris, which has requir- ed twenty thousand troops, that Frenchmen are becoming more des- perate, and More determined to throw off the Nazi yoke. Neither do the dating of. the Vichy Government that the trouble' is caus- ed by ,Comniunists and • Js hold ninth water,'hedatte of the' fadlthat reports froth hisOwn inVestiptorg have Awn Marl Petain thit ninety per cent: of the,Preneh,peeple are still Years Agone it Interesting Item. Molted Frain The Huron itepoeitor ef Fifty end Twenty‘five Years, Ago, . From The aliorpn Expositor , • September 8, 1916 For some moths drillers have bee drilling for salt on the 12th conce dion of Wawanosh, acmes the roa from where the old well in tonne tion with the Wingham Salt Work was. After drilling 1,100 feet the now have about 35 feet of solid sal At the recent examinations of th Ontario College of Art, Toronto, Mis Matilda Fowler, teacher of- Schee Section No. 13, McKillop, obtained he certificate as supervisor of art whic is the art specialists examination fo high school teachers. Mr. Francis Kettle, of Hullett, tha disposed of his handsome Glenra gelding for nearly $300. Mr. James Mann, of Constance while driving the team pulling th threshing machine into Mr. Nicho son's yard, was badly crushed agains the fence, and only through the pos giving way averted a more seriou accident. A sample of corn grown on th farm, of M. -James Dallas, 2nd coa cession of Tuckersmith, was brough into -The Expositor office and it mea sured,11 feet 9 inches in height. Mr. Reg Marks, of Bayfield, has r turned to Edmonton to resume hi duties as teacher after a oleasant si weeks' visit. Messrs. James Wamsley and Ile son Heard, of Bayfield, left on Satu day for the West. Misses Lulu Baker, Irene Bar and Lulu Davidson, of Bayfield, wen to London this week where they hav secured positions. Considerable excitement was cau ed in Clinton on Wednesday whe two cars ran foul of each other o Huron Street. Mr. Miller Adams, o Constance, was driving his Ford an met a larger and faster car driven b Mr. Hill, of Mitchell. They were no on the proper side for passing 'and i trying to get 'into position the ma chine's collided. Both cars were mor or less damaged. Dr. Rogers, of Appin, has sold hi practice there and will move to Bruce eldashortly. He has not decided ye where he will locate. Lieut. Duncan Aikenhead spent th week -end at his, home in Brucefiel He goes to Petawawa for training. Mr. William Henry, of Stanley, ha purchased the brick house now occu pied! by Mr. Binker and intends mov ing into Brucefield soon. Messrs. R. E. Coates and Thoma Elder were Toronto visitors this week Miss Olive Laidlaw. who has bee spending her vacation at the,home o her mother, Mrs. James Laidlaw leaves Friday to resume her proles sional duties in Boston. Mr. H. C. Box, of Seaforth, is at tending the pmention of the Cana dian Embalzpers' Association in, To- ronto this week. Mr. Wm. Somerville, G.T.R. agen here, sold 3.1:0 tickets to the Toront Exthibition, From The Hirfon Expositor September 4, 1891 Mr. Johnednof the Zurich flax mill, has completedhis fax 'pulling for this year. He had over 300 acres of it. Tyre heavy gale on Thursday night blew six men and a woman ashore at Drysdale in a small yall, only sixteen feet long. They had been exposed for .12 hours in: the ragingwaters and in an almost nude condition. Young Mr. 1VIcLaughlin, a Seaforth boy, who hired with Mr. Morrison of Chiselhurst, met with a serious acci- dent on Tuesday evening. While 'try- ing to secure the. wheel which lifts the load of grain( from the wagon, the brace flew out of place and knocked him down, a distance of 12 or 15 feet. Neil MCKellar, of Cromarty, lost a piece of bis finger in a hayfork acci- dent. compliance with numerously • signed! petitions from the people along the route, thepeat office department has decided to re-establish the old mail route between Seaforth, Bruce -- field', Varna and Bayfield, and Mr. Beattie, the present contractor for carrying the melte between the above mentioned points, has arranged to again carry the mails,. Captain Aggie Cowan, ••'ho has been manager of the the Women's Rescue Home ia London, under the auspices of the Salvation Army . since its es- tabLishment, gave a very interesting address in the interest of the work in the Barracks on Wednesday evening. The bridge at Silver Creek has been completed. Mr. R. Jamieson, of How - ick, was, the contractor. Mr. Thomas ' Jones, former hotel. keeper at Walton, has moved td Sea - forth and will start in the 'butcheting business in, the stand recently occu- pied by Mr. George Ewing. a. Before the Seaforth Band left for camp in St. Thomas, they were supplied with a handsome new brass drum through Messrs. Scott Bros., the ,Old drum having been burned in the old town hall. The volunteers, under command of Captain, Roberts, accompanied by the 33rd Battalion' Band, left 'here for St. Thomas to put in their annual drill. The battalion is under Command of Lieut. -Col, J. G. Wiliam We learn that Mna. Sage and- Miss Sage, the well-knoWn musicians' of. Walton, have made -a week's engage- ment to play at Deroit: They. have also made an engagenient to play in Toronto. They will play the musical glasses and bottle The fine new school Wilding in S. St No. 9, Tliekterstialtla will be formal- ly opened by a grand 'Musieal and !R- emy entertablinent on Wednesday evening net. Address, will be deliv- ered by Rey. StOtt„.CrOMartY; Need - halt, EgmOndville.; rthisgrove, 160; AiteltesOii; ICippen; HenctersOn, and r Dada Itobb, pUblie seboot lialtientOrr Xr. 01,11.4a Cooper, ot )401l0114, has atifitleittedi t6 lend Ow girf • circuit beatitiftit gi'oy 4afo1, f� tift$6,t "Tempt Mei" :JUST A SMILE OR TWO • Fred: "Your father looks very dis- tinguisled with his grey hairs." Eva: "Yes, dear ratan, I gave him those." Kind Lady: "How would you like a nice chop?' Tramp: "Dat all depends, lady. Is it lain, pork or wood?" • A Dutchman, was rerently expatiat- ing on the folly of giving women the vote. He declared that in Holland there was greater efficiency among the female sex where they did not possess ,that' doubtful privilege. He pointed to the efact that the Dutch woman sits with one foot on the spin- ning wheel or ohurn and with the other she rocks the cradle containing twins, with her hands she knits socks for her husband, while on her knee rests a book from which she is im- proving her mind by study. 'And all the while she sits on a cheese, press- ing it for market. • Mother: "After all, he's Only a boy and boys will sow their wild Pats." Father: "Yes, and I wouldn't mind that so much if he wouldn't mix so much rye with it." • Clerk: "A gift, madam? - Do you want it to be something useful or ornamental?" Shop/3er: "No, neither! It's a wed' ding present that I want." Osifer of • • Lazy Meadows (By Harry J. doRN" • The person who introduced the word "corny" to refer to something which is not so good, most certainly never lived on a farm. Anyone., who knows farming has a respect for corn. It is the one crop on, the farm that you can safely use the word majestic to describe because no other crop appears so stately in' its green- ness and so venerable in its frost - tipped harvest days. Have you ever watched a crop, of corn growiug? Waving , green tresses spring up in even rows out of the ground. Soon they grow taller and branch out as they do. That fresh, earthy greenness survives the blist- ering hot days of late July and early August when other crops begin to ripen and turn yellow and golden in color. By late August fringing tassels and cobs with dark whiskers stream- ing out of them have taken their places on the Slender shafts with the spreading, flat leaves. Have you ever tasted a delicacy better than corn on the cob? Have you ever seen a dish that looked more • appetizing on a table an the one piled high with steaming:, even toothed cobs of corn? Have you ever watched the melting butter slide and, spread dbwn the rows of kernels, and waste the salt and pepper along with it . . . and then as your mouth watered at the appetizing sight, have you had that supreme pleasure of letting your teeth crunch into the milky goodness of the corn? Han you ever walked through a corn patch in mid:August when a Far- alyizing sun made everything bake with its heat? t There are always whispers of breeze in a corn patch even oti a hot" day. Rustling leaves seem to rasp lightly as they touch. Above you the tassels catch the faint- est trace of a breeze,. The Spreading corn stalks protect Mother Earth the sun and in return 'she- seems to give out a stored cool moisture that she had been saving for just -such a time when the sun -powers hold the rain powers paralized in the skies. A corn patch is such a convenient place to hide in when there's work to slip out from behind the barn wihen we know Abet hoeing the turnips was on the list of afternoon work! Dodg- ing along the old rail fence with its chokecherry bushes around' the big stone pile in the meadow and then into the „corn patch always keeping some object between us and the view frOm the kitchen windowCrouching low so as not to leave a tell-tale trail of waving morn stalks, we made for the tenth end of the patch. Cushion down in the dust betrieen the reare we would lie and Watch the 66cas4Onal Vagrant cloud go slithering woes a ha, bille Sky and dreain of the days whim we would,be doing great Mugs or living in far-off atraptCtilaues Where they diet geot Woos: . irnS tv galantine* SO:Vents& end She-VVIOSPWW10814144etiii*etiiii , . , ; • ' , a. a.:t• in a gingh'am dress with trailing pig- tails of hair streaming down over her shoulders at that first corn roast when, the knowledge came home. It was an early Fall evening and there was a trace of chillness in the air. He saw her shiver and it took an hour for him . to work up enough courage to offer her his smock. He wanted to run home and exchange the smock for his one good coat . . . but she slipped the smock around her sficiuld- ers and smiled as if it had been a sable wrap. The others were laugh- ing talking and poking at the fire under the kettle and prodding the - corn with forks to see if it were crime. He wanted to slip around and sit beside her . . . but the tongues' of youths are barbed for boys who first sit' with girls. Be saw the crowd pair- ing off and finally when the corn was finished and the stories told and the crowd starting breaking up . . he saw her sitting alone aand pulling the smock closer around her shouW, ers as the. fire died down to glbwing embers. He slipbed around in the fringe of darkness outside the light; from the fire. He stammered and away with him. The rest o e crowd stuttereehut she got ,up. Titchlwalked laughed and said things . . . that were unheard. He tried for years to remember what he said as they walk- ed along and the moon slipped be- hind at.c.fbgey white cloud . . . but all th t he remembered was that she squeezed his hand as he took his smock to leave her at the gate and said, "I hope you'll be at the dance in the school -haute next Wednesday." Have you ever walked through corn stubble When frosty- moonlight gleams on the shocks of corn,l, and the pumpkins are waiting to be taken in? Dogs bay across sthe field and earth -clouds of 'mist lie like frozen pools around the swamps and the low land. The stubble crunches as your boots brush against it and the mist feels cool against your cheeks and makes your overalls stiff and damp. A half circle of moonlight pours down , . . and lights twinkle across the fields. A cow bell clanks soberly as a herd moves impatiently when the dogs get closer. Men's voices come across the night in snatches and a lantern flickers away off In the distance . . . and you know that a -coon has been treed: A. shot rings out sharp and clear in the swamp as a party of hunters stumble across a rabbit • . . or some other wild Creat- ure that they have had their dogs trailing. The cricket sYninhaarY is strident and clear on the crystal fall air . . . as if the orchestra had ,been rehearsing for their felt finale concert,1 A rabbit "lePpertity-lepps" aeroas the fields ahead of you and then fithii4 to look back and see If you are a Inenace to his freedOnt. The WhiSP- era Of night breezes that tall' 110 the leaves Of corn /tittle' hut Ule time with a inetittlie.riintf,%! fOr its. tur itha • t1 ttr' 44160E64 A Walk in the Morrdng Ottawa, August, 19, 1941. To the Editor, The Huron Expositor: Sir: --Walk down town In 4 the - morning, starting at seven or eight, taking plenty of time, even if you have a long way to walk. It is wond- erful. Try it tomorrow. The air is clear and cool. It seems to drift down from the Gatineau hill& caressed with the breath of the trees ----it flows through oae's clotheaa giv- ing the feeling of a bath in a sea of fresh cool air. Once,- oh many years ago,' I read these words in the visitors' book at the Museum in Banff, "Oh God, If only Pittsburgh had air like this!" I thought of it this morning when I saw a car with a Pennsylvania license— Pittsburg is in Pennsylvania isn't it? I wonder what those people thought of Ottawa on this morning? : The world is 'different in the early morning. It is just awakening—yawn- ing, stretching its arms, taking in the milk bottles, holding a dressing gown to its neck, picking up the morning paper, prying open its eyes—looking out at a new day. Two boys came out of a house, oldclothes, carrying paper bags—out on a picnic of their own— happy as we were at ten or twelve years of age. A dog sat on his haunch- es in the middle of the sidewalk. It never moved. They started to go around it. The dog wagged his tail. One patted hid head,, the other shook hands with him—he wagged his tail some 'more, sat down again in the. same sunny spot, turned his head and watched the boys 'til they passed' out of sight—thinking penhaps of the time when he, too was young. Only foul: people and a half a doz- en , cars were moving, from one end of Cooper street to the other—so far as 1 could see. A cat walked across the street, calm, unhurried, looking both ways. It trotted alOng the side- walk, came to a sunny spot, stopped, reached into the air, sniffed, breath- ed deeply, decided it was a good world, trotted off. Another cat on a door step washing its faee looked at me soberly, decided I was safe fbr democracy (the democracy .of cats) and kept on with its ablutions. Here and there, from house and apartment,:—, the radio talked, prayed, sang or merely blared. The street grew busier. As you move you are walkirig into, business —raore ears, stores 'opening here and there, ,breakfast for many. I paid a debt I owed to the newsboy at the Omer and bought another paper, sett- ling an internatiodal obligation, so to speak. Two soldiers passed. They were talking - hilariously, • imitating the voices of their officers, calling them humorous nicknames. The older people were abroad. Youth, hugs ite couch—age moves about. It is easier ta be up in the morning at six whea you're sixty than,when ,you're sixteen. There were" thirteen -.facing The Journal bulletin at 8.1a.m. this- morning—fwelve men and ,a; woman. She looked cold, pulling her hands up into the sleeves of her coat. Roose- velt, ChurehlW Stalin, war, hell on earth, and sky and airo .Clear—just a quiet city Vipping into second gear. Traffic increases. I crossed Welling- ton street and looked, , towards the north, "Unto the hills around . . . Thele are three lovely views, the glimpse between the Confederation Building ,and the Justice Building looking towards Hull, the Supreme Court, by itself, standing majestic and alone, and the view between the Supreme Court, and the first of the - temporary buildlings. Did you ever walk down in the morning? ,Try it tomorrow, just for the joy. of it. It conserves gas. Import- ant? Very! But it's such a trifling sac- rifice after all, so little compared to what some are doing. Thoughtful people do what without mentioning it—it's instinctive right conduct,. natural to gentlemen. Walk tomorrow for the joy you get out of it, for the things you see'and the new Vision it will give you of life, in a beautiful city; in the morning. R. J. Deachtnana • Should the Premier Side - Step? Toronto, August 27 1941 To the Etliter, The Huron Expositor: When on receipt of Mr., Haines' resignation, Premier Hepburn) remark. ed, "There will not necessarily be a bye -election -to fill this place. It raa9 not be filled ,until the next provincial election", he garb evidence of failure to grasp the real significance- of the event, and its relation to fundamental democratic usage. • It is an established British Parliam- entary procedure that if a member of a government' party finds himeelf in disagreelnent with the policy of the government or with some Particular thing they have done, if his protest is unheeded, the may, if he thinks the matter.' sufficiently important resign his seat. Under the British Constitu- tion, a: bYe-election folloWS and the Pe0016 whom the member represents declare their judgment on the eitua- Altai in the ertunfilig vote. This process. e tib only a ,check to an arrogant /64rib:tent, it keeps both nienaber and. government aware of the Will of the 0Solfie, the souree Under "the deasocra- tic &tin Of gaVerntheitt front& Ittatic137 all th�iffatal, fithiirsaftteetithr•tiltietilere tutty,be' 104016#' • 4. t 11. • rt°