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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron Expositor, 1942-11-06, Page 7LFAI4 eCCNNEi�'f1 HANS Be rristers,"8olicitorth Etc,trick D .Mcc.opneil .-' % •Ienn,Hays a. ON TII:1 .10Milo :174 ' I. IVIcLEAN. Bdrrkoter,, SSoliolti r, E# , . op -, e :. OhTTARI©. • Branco. Office .-- $entad 144011 •- 'Seaforth phone I.13.. , • Phone:17; MEDICAL :. SE4FORf1 , CLINIC DR... E. A. IM.cMAStER, M.B. Graduate of tJniversi#y of. Toronto PAUL L. BRADY, M.D.' . - Graduate of University of Toronto The Clinic is • fully equipped with completeand modern X rt y and other up-to-date diagnostic and therapeutics emnPneent. Dr. F. J'. R. Forster, Specialist in diseases of the ear, eye, nose and throat, will be at the Clinic the first Tuesday in every Month from 3 to 5 Free WelkBabp Clinic wilr.be held. en the second and' last Thursday in every month from 1 to 2 p.m. ( 8887. JOHN GORWI,LL, .B.A., M.D. Physician and Surgeon- urgeonIN INDR. H. H. ROSS' OFFICE Phone 5-W - Seaforth MARTIN W. STAPLETON, B.A., M.D. ° Physician and Surgeon , Successor to Dr. W. C. Sproat t Phone 90-W - Seaforth • • DR. F. J. R. FORSTE,R Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat Graduate in Medicine, tTniversity of Toronto. Late 'assistant New York Opthal- mei and Aural Institute, -Ml orefield's Eye and Golden Square Throat. Hos- pital, London, Eng. At COMMERCIAL' HOTEL, SEAFORTH, THIRD WED- 11FES•BA- in_each_month, from 2 p.m. to 4.30 p.m.; also at Seaforth Clinic /first Tuesdayof each' month. 53 • Waterloo Street ;South, Stratford.. 12-87 . ,AUCTIONEERS' - ,, 4,,,,.:, 10„,4 . ,1 A ,,, ,AGKBfJ'N. +Specialist in Farm and Household Sales. ' Licensed in Huroh and Perth Coun- ties. Prices reasonable; satisfaction guaranteed. ' ' For information, etc., write or phone Harold Jacksomi, 14 on. 661, Seaforth; R.R. 4, Seaforth. vas - EDWARD W. ELLIOTT Licensed Auctioneer For Huron Correspondence promptly. answered. Immediate arrangements can be made for Sales Date at The Huron Exposi- tor, Seaforth, or by calling Phone 203, Clinton. Charges moderate find satis- faction guaranteed.: 1829.52 LONDON and WINGRAM NORTH A.M. Exeter ' + 10.34 Hensal . 10.46 happen ' ' . . ' 10.52 Brucefield 11.00 Clinton 11.47 " SOUTH • P.M. Clinton ' - 3.08 Brucefield 3.28 , iKippen - ' - . ' 3.38 Hensall 3.45 Exeter - - 3.58 • C.N.R: TIME, TABLE . __ - EAST ' A.M. P.M. Goderichi .. ..... 6.15 2.30 Holmesville ' 6.31 ' 2.48 Clintoi,... , , 6.43 3.00 Seaforth ,.... - . 6.59 . 3,22' 8t:' Coittmban 7.05 3:23' Dublin ' " 7.12 3.29 iiiititchell' ..-.. , 7.24 3"41 • WEST Mifchell ... 11.06 ' 10.01` Dmiblin: _ 11.14 10.09 Reaforth • , .... , 11.30 10.21 Clinton •. 11.45 10.35. Coder -kb ' 12.05 11.00 C.P.R..TIIVIE TABLE P.M. 11odericli .................. 4.35 Meneset, " ............. 4.40 MOW • 4.49 At[bytrn.. • ''4.58 B1ith ......•...:...:•....-..... ' 5.09 rtK►'aitoit . +....•.............. 5.21 McNaup�iit ..... ..:... 5.32 Toronto . , ..-r 9.45 ' A.M. torbmmte ......#.. • 8.20 McN'�aa'•/,��� tyyy,yyyy�.pp.pp�., .. P.M.. $ itghU ..sa•i'..44e.ON. •Y•. 1•x,04 `tlY.tklli oil .... 3 ... s•.. r ..... . 1245 0y�� .:•...?. .3. ... r.. • •7:- 12.28 .r ir+l f� .....m..�..... :.... UM ,xw*� h; ,100 r� yi 4,' sxn�sc3 r. a�li+Gjy` 4!44 1 Y4 (Cozitiiue friPnL Tag$ 6j Sa dearly, xnol Qd a,w2 ,.,0,g1:4 n a night. - French' .nd Drit�is�li kmd_d all the ad vantage of the •de. z ye, yet the en- emy gained ;igi ar wide,• taklisg • even l'✓iontlr tie domipatzng; Height of Fiandere We ;could -not un= dexstaxid otic, :.we 1e?, that' iE tie b ttl of Ma h 21st thea ideen a de. CHAPTER, 7'WFN'P OiN, Dian and Bill were att'and3n$ in• the ,attic -like ati dio 'Melt Klan's. 441.2414 - father Weston had created for him- self. ' "NMI, what 'doe you. think of- it?" Alam, wanted 'to know. We . gat every it1ngi" said Bill. ."Listen, Dian. Only a man who was an artist at heart could have planed and created ' such a spot. Look at that .high north light! Honest; I fairly itch to sit down and get to work this very, minute." Dian'? heart. warmed' to him. "I used to sit over there on that old trunk," , she said; ,"and watch Grand- father paint. The light used to do fascinating things to his white hair, and I would think how nice it would be if some ,artist could paint him." Bill walked around the studio, tak- ing in its every angle. Then 'he• paus- ed before the tall 'window. He gazed through It to .where a strip .of inea- dowland lay peaceful' in the morning aun-a strip of land that was border- ed on •the far side. by an orchard of gnarled apple trees. Sunlight - Soft green .A sky of pale cloud - bless blue. He • turned back to face. Dian, - - ""The scene this window frames," he said, ""would: make a perfect paint- ing. 'Can'tVyou»just see it on a cal- endar?" "A calendar?" said Dian. Bill chuckled. "Don't look se hor- rified!" he said. "Some. of the most successful illustrators sell their stuff for calendars. They get darned good prices for them, too." "They do?" said.. Dian, "Funny," she admitted, "but I've always thought of the things on calendars+as cheap --you know, chromos, things like that." "Dian, my child," said. .Bill' with mock seriousness, "you. must . study up on your calendarology: I've sold some of my own things to calendar manufacturers. who ° knows .b u t there's' something- of your grand- father's' that's remarkable?" "O•h!" than cried. "I remember. one painting :in particular!" She ran to a stack of canvases 'that leaned against the far well. She began to look through them hurriedly. "Here it is! Look!" Bill joined her. ; Re picked up' the painting. He too it over'to .th light: Dian watched him. And ,her heart sank when she saw •his expression. He -didn't like it. She could tell. "It's nice," said Bill. "But - well' -net just what could be sold, I'm afraid." He watched Dian's face., "But let's have a• look at the others:" "Help yourself," Dian said,, sudden- ry "listless. -"There's. a pile of diem." ' Bill went back to the stack of paint Ings, He started going through them slowly, carefully, while Dian watched him. She lit a cigarette, and drop- ped down in a low chair. 'Painting after painting Bill uncovered, only to lay each one of them aside. On and on, while Dian wondered., if ever in her life she would have a real 'break -wondered if anything at` all con- nected with :her would ever . come out right. And then Bill made a little exclata- ation. • "Say!" he cried. ,"This is a lovely - thing! " ' ..What is it?" Dian asked. • "This painting of a little girl 'gaz- ing.up through the leaves of an apple tree in. bloom. " ' . "Oh, -that!,, ...: - ""If this doesn't make a: beautiful calendar," said Bill, "I 'don't kno'6'r what ° will.". He brought the painting over closer to the north window, stood studying it. . "It's • you, isn't it?" • Dian nodded. "'Grandfather did it the year I was eight," she said. "He always liked it, but I didn't." ."Why,?". "Oh, I don't know," said Dian. "Maybe my vanity +had something to do' with it. I always thought I look- ed plain est all git-out, with pig tails and my skinny. 1'egs." "Just a minute!" said Bill. "I won't have you talking that way about this little girl.' She's • sweet and adorable. Forget the pig tails, and the skinny legs -and look at the eyes. Dian, your grandfather caught something in your eyes -dreaminess; hope, the gen- uine 'look of a dear little ' girl of eight.", •"Do you really feel that way about IL?" Dian asked, suddenly interested. "I certainly 'do," -Bill. said. ,"Believe it or not, ,pian,. I'd give a lot t -o have caught that look in one of my paint- ings." He propped' ,the canvas against a pile of books upon -a cluttered table and stepped back to study it. "The tender green of the young leaves, the pink -tinted white of the blossoms - the sky -and you, in your little ging- ham frock, gazing up -dreaming." Dian got up. She too studied the painting. "I was full of dreams In those, days," she said. "And Granfather had just been •telling me about the Westons who first came to this coun- try -about how they crossed the oc- ean against great odds, how they set- tled • down here in. ginia-and I reckon he must 'hate Caught my re- ctions to those -stories when he painted me." - "He -did," said Bill. ""And he did a mighty fine job of it, too." "And you really' think it might sell to one of those calendar manufac- turers?" "I do." . • "Would you be willing to do some- thing with it for me -for a commis- sion?'"' "I'll de something with it for you - because •I think you're a wonderful. girl, ' Dian, and because' I think this little girl .ander 'the apple tree ought to go into . every home--ia America.°' Bill sat down, still looking at the pic- ture. ""She's the typical ,;Aniei"ica,n S�he''s: t.alt le girls us-. little girl., -'ti ,.. , ,'f ,-, ed to'be, and what litid Ys'`'"o "-M- Ida imi .'I've i'all$b in love wiffim mer." Dian watelte him She h'e" Meant all ,that he Wd, that it ea** straight straight from • bis heart. No cheap 'flattery, no trying to get of the good aide of her. • ""I' hope," Bill • went on, "that if I. ever have a little girl, she's look just like this 'one." . . Dian got up; "Shall! 'we took at some of the 'others?" she asked - "Not now," said Bill. "'I want 'to concentrate on this one l am sure I know just the market, for it-' He ginned' up at than.. "I'll go over seine of , the others later -that is, if you'll let me come out again." ' "Of course You • can come again," said Dian. • "You sort of-;-of-belong. I 'i°nean, you and Grandfather Weston. -having so much in common and---" She stopped' short as a 'horn honk- ed . outside. She ran to the window, and looked • down. "Oh, Lord'!" she said., "What is it?" Bill asked, joining her. "Jerome." • - "The banker?" • "Yes. I'll 'bet Aunt•, Martha -sent him out." .Dian sighed heavily. "Well we'll have to go face him. Do you mind?" "No," said Bill. "Only from .paint- ings of little girls with dreamy eyes to bankers s flute a jump. Just a moment, while I getthe painting. That is, if you really want -me to take it?" "Take it by all means," Dian said. "If you think that little girl will do any good in homes then' I want her to get into them as quickly as pos- sible." • CHAPrI2 TWENTY-TWO • • The horn honked' again, and Dian and Bill hurried down from the studio in the attic. • . "I'll take the painting into town," Bill said, "and see that it's properly wrapped for its trip. to New York." "Oh, I do hope it sells;" said Dian. "If it does, we ' may be able to sell some of, the others. Aunt Martha and I -could certainly stand having some of Grandfather's- things turned into cheques and greenbacks." 'When they reached the first 'floor Jerome Carr was at the door. Dian opened it to him. "Why, Jerome!" she 'said. "What on earth are 'you doing here?" 'Your--aunt-•-told me where -to find you," Jerome said. "And since I hadn't seen the ' oldplace in a long time, I thought I'd- drive out." "How nice!" said Dian. Then she introduced, the,: two men: "Mr. Rol- lins ;is goingto help me try to dis- pose of some of Grandfather's, paint- ings." - " Y ou don't mean's there's really a market for such stuff?" said Jerome. ."There is!" said 'Bill. "Defimiitely. I've found a painting I'm sure will find a market." '~ "That 'will be very nice for Dian and her aunt," Jerome said, "but let's be getting back to town.. I'd like you to lunch with me, Dian, at the Cham- ber .of Commerce Grill." ' "Oh-, 'I'd love to!",Dian said. "Mr. Rollins can- -come- along- with us. He's a New' Yorker; and is terribly interested. in Ardendale. You must let him see the Grill." She turned to Bill..' "Mr. Carr is president of the Chamber. of Commerce as well as the .Ardendale First National ban" Bill smiled. "I'd not want to in- trude," he said. "Some other time, perhaps." - - "No," - said -Dian: "Go- on, Jerome; invite Mr. Rollins to lunch, why don't you?" - Jerome was on the spot and' knew :t. "Delighted to have you, Mr. Rol- lins," he lied as gracefully as possible "Then it's all settled," said Dian. "You lead the way, Jerome, and' I'll fellow in my car with Mr. Rollins. I brought him out, and- it's only right that I get him back!" There was only one thing for Jer- ome to do -and he did it. He did just what Dian suggested. "He's not such a I bad sort," said Bill, as he got in beside Dian in her own car. "No," said Dian. "-Rather nice un- cle material, "But not so good as hus- band material; that is, in.my humble opinion." - Bill laughed. Dian started the car, and they trailed' Jerome back to town. An hour later Jerome and 'finis two guests, Dian and Bill, were seated at. a corner table in the Chamber of Commerce Grill. "Well," . Jerome - said with a ,sense of pride, "what- do you think of our little dining place?" "I like it!" Bill said. "It would do justice to a n'ipch larger town than Ardendale."-' • "Oh, well, Ardendale's growing. It'll catch up with the Grill before ydu know it." "Whoever "did those , Murals," Bill said, "had an eye for color and de= tail." 'Vire had at 'artist up from Rich- mond to do them." "Grandfather Weston supplied the idea, though," said Dian. "I mean, he suggested the Idea of having the mur- als show different Virginia historical scenes." " "Like that one over there by •t -he. door," Jerome said. "That's Patrick Henry making his famous declara- tion, 'Give -me liberty or give nie death'." .. "There's a siert of legend about that declaration," Dian laughed. "Grand= father said a friend of • his was in love with a girl named Elizabeth, and the girl was stubborn about marry -lug him. Grandfather's friend wouldn't, have anything to do with any other gl'rl, and 'Went around saying, !ONO me liberty dr give me Beth!'" "'Bich did he. get• eventually'" Bill Wanted to krlbw. petit;'t said than. "Site ,,flna9ly weakened:" •' "Ajiti'," 'said, Jerome, "the snail 104 '>,ii •131ert '�fi xi at � „ 1 e � ;ia f}M.a ?1,•. It ��r,. •"Wdi , Jereine t "hat a thing t'b dish �w "N'+it1;>,i1►g pe enai, :1)14111 `asanre You. They turned to 'their meal. .`hey were just begianmmngi ; , their entree when Claire and .Paul game• • "Oh, there ynu • area'.' said 'Claire; hurrying over to the table in; the cor- ner. "How •nice!" ' • "Hello, folks!" said Paul a little sheepishly. • - "We drove all the Waytrt to the farm to see fou, Dian," .0110e said. "Then I telephoned your aunt again, and she said she supposed I could' find you at the Grill,"' "Aunt Martha seems to 'be .a one - woman information '':'bureau nowa- days," said Dian. 'Wind if we join . yeti?" Claire ask- ed'. "But,. Claire," Paul !protested. "Th.s Is a luncheon party. We shouldn't crash it." ! - ' "Nonsense!" said Claire. Jerome swallowed a couple of times and then spoke. "Join us by all means," he said: Be signaled to a waiter. "Twe, more • chairs, waiter," he said. "I think five -Can lunch here. comfortably." - +' When the -two add'i'tional-ehaira-had- been placed, Claire and' Paul sat down. Paul looked a -lilt embai-ras§- ed, but. Claire didn't_. She was, the personification of animation and charm. • "Oh, I forgot!." she;; said gaily., "Jerome,' you rem+ember Paul Peters, don't you?" "Naturally," said Jerome. "How you. do, Paul?" "Fine, Jerome!" Paul grinned. "Jerome ought to remember me, since .he had'the extreme pleasure of firing me from his .bank." t'No hard feeling, I hope," said Jer- ome. "After all, you weren't cut "out for,':a banker.". . -"Gosh, .no!" Paul said. "I'll al- ways be grateful, to you. That was quite a lecture you gave me with my final pay envelope. But it forced• me into the sort of work 'I like -that of working with large construction com- panies.Thanks, Jerome! You -did mea good deed!" ' "How are you • getting on, by the', way?" Jerome wanted to know. ' "Splendidly! Building 'and construc- tion are booming. I've come 'back to -get -Claire " Ra„i laid -has hand -Auer Claire's where it rested upon the table. "I'm going to show her what. it's • like to Jive like pioUeers." • "So sweet of him, isn't it?" said Claire. • 'il•- "And," said Dian, "I will look just marvelloij, tropical setting. "Maybe," hink Claire "'a sort of "Well, what are you two• going'' to have?" Claire picked up a menu • and stu- died it. "Please understand," Paul said,,, "that we' aren't inviting. ourselves to be your guests, Jerome: It's 'nice sharing your table, but - 2-r - "I insist that you Iunch with me," Jerome said, ' and' he smiled at Dian as If for approval.' When she smiled back, he seemed to expand. "When the home -town boy' makes: good -and comes home, he should be welcomed properly. Paul, you and .. Claire are my guest., That's final." , "Oh, . Jerome, you're ' a darling!" said Claire. ' "Thanks," said Paul. "You're all r'ght, Jerome." "This," said Bill, "is what •I'd call the real old-fashioned southern ,obs pitality." "Convincing you; I hope," said Di-. an, "that it isn't a myth. after; all." "The real th'i+ng, said Bill. "And darned pleasant -AY , you ' should ask m e." . (Continued Next Week) • Needlessly Wastes Power Take k look around. Do the taps in the house continually drip? If this is the case make a point of re- pairing them immediately, for leaky taps are a •source of power- wastage, and in Ontario and Quebec no power should "go down the. drain" this way. Not only in the houses ,in 'to1rn, but on the farm, and even in, the"faotories and war plants which are springing up, •power is being wasted by leaky -taps and ' by 11 t left burnn- nebessarily. The water sup ly in r locality' is probably pumped electric power and every bit of water wasted means. less power • for the war plants. Some pumps are operated by power, which' is derived• from coal. If this? is the case, remember that the reserve sup- plies of coal are not very great this year. Not only at home, but at work ev- eryone can save power by making certain' that lights •fin storerooms and halls 'are turned out when they' are not needed, and 'by using only those lights which are necessary: .• At teat 20 per cent of the power used in 'similes can be a0,7ted,, slid a similar reduction should 44 the. aim of every portion workin '' ill' a " tvar plant "or office.- Those tieVings at 'home and at work will prq ,;ct tib war production of ' Ontariot(iebec: a e rc w teat tli ,t Flanders ;was b+3oming'. of disgrace an ' we itertained IQ`w„:. s ,opinipiu3: of the • divisitne Who, rW e ?Aho a� rtln being pushed "back, Sir Dou g ITh, i i .,,, .g. t113A� lfii ge issued. his "'•backrto-tbe=wall.'' . message bbr}t .did not seem to obtain proper re.- ruby•croute. :suits. 11a dlscam€9a Meanwhile the four •Canadian -.clivi-,. eiens were almost the -9141Y- intact por- tion of th$ British armi. We took over more and. more . ground to' -re- lieve men for the p?landei,s front un- til our Corps, !held all, the line from Neuville Vitasse to Bethune, one-fifth of the' total•British, front Then• In- deed our line was .thin' and we • be- came', apprehensive. On a -normal front we were sure • we could hold any attack, but if we could have only one Canadian to every hundred yards or so, 'we might get into trouble. ViW.hile the Flanders battle was in. rogress, however, we were let alone, and : )t came to an end in the third week of April, having. 'hurt British prestige ev- en more than' that of March 21st. The second position of our battery for that month was close to. Roclin- court, and here again' we dug our- selves in. We of -the staff found 'the entrance of a dugout which had been filled with earth. We set to' work on it and with --some days" labor cleared out the shaft to a depth of twenty feet and enlarged the space at the bottom for an office and sleeping quarters. In the process we iolnd the skeleton, of a 'soldier in cloth so badly rotted that 'we could' not con - lecture even to what nationality he belonged. We put the -'remains in a bag, buried them in a shell -hole at the top and erected a : cross to our unknown soldier.,, • We built bunks' 'in our dugout, in- stalled a brazier aid made ourselves at home. Three or four of, our num- ber who had good voices, like Nixon and Towart, gave us concerts in the evenings with •rag -time songs, "Down Texas. Way," '"Swanee River, "Jerry O'Connor Had An Automobile," - of ' course, "Beautiful Lady" ; and "Long, Long Trail," while at times curious gunners listened from outside. Fritz was not troublesome, but we had two casualties from stray shells. One gunner, Treleaven., had. started out alone from thebattery to the for- ward position.. Three hours later he had not arrived, and soon a search party found him -by' the road, a corpse. The other casualty I do not remem- ber:- emem- lrer: -_ - About April 12th our 'battery moved again, some distance to the left and took position not far from -the ground we had occupied a year before. Again we enjoyed the safety of commodious been made,• or some trick was being, deep dugouts and had a pleasant time. ' played on us. We sent • one gun forward below. the • ridge td'tiie"right of Farbus and pile, (C'ontinued Next Peek)' ed it behind the railway track, • It was close . to the front, about 1,2Q0 y'ard`s away .and ahead , in view ,of the 'Germans. We camouflaged-, it Carefully during the, day and -at night we fired in- rapid bursts on Fritz's trench junctions, mortars. and' mar chine -gun • emplagements, getting : rid of a large quantity of am. munition., With two others, I' 'did telephone ditty- at this gun, and we had aG goal : dug? out and made ourselves comfortable. A small party of our gunners, at, work 'preparing • a -pit near Toronto. trench, made - a 'public display of themselves and took a "bawling -oat" from the infantry for it.; but fortun- ately, no ill results accrued. daytime we ' hZWed over lama f land, the trenches of Willerval, the ridge and the ground between the- track and the slope which was::'now pitted with shell -holes from tee bat:.' tie of the 268th. We noticed one en- ormous hole, 20 feet deep, and sup- posed it the work of an aeroplane bomb. We could see that on the 28th the ridge and the plain, had been a spouting inferno and again, 'we Praia: ed the infantry who had endured ev- erything and withstood the attack. We occupied an- O.P. again. on the ridge, and once more looked out 'over the great plain, the trenches, the ruined villages, the towns ' in the distance and Douai lost in the haze, the pan- orma which never lost its fascination. Our' stay 'below- the ridge was brief,. however; we did not tempt fortune, and after a few days withdrew our gun. April ended and the. first days of May found us still holding the ridge. Then came a surprise;' an order to go out of the line on rest. Whatwe were to rest from, we could not im- agine, for we alone of the British-' army had seen no serious fightipg in spring. But the-.- .instruaiOns•.'. were explicit, and on May 3rd, an R. F. A.' battery took over our position while we went back to the wagon lines, wondering what it all was about and suspecting that some mistake had N'o " ensu ' was ever'; ed by. Mother as hY' JUStrce is tztl•th int;`! gY' at �rilnd b• pan tune,--eneca,d Never thinrr .that 'COO' "tic: l'el God's denials. True,. sf' Talent is that which is In.'S JnB power.-LowelL I Was never less alone . thami' w by`-e'lf.--41bben.- ; .. Life is sacred; keep :it so.' Geikie It is a sin to be a mocker. -Shake•, speare. Day by day must be our motto. --F. Perry. • Earnestness' alone makes life etern ity. ihrlyle., TORONTO. Aohol Waverbay Brasses Aga, ATTUI .an BAtEs eptougi1.ie is was !t!o[1BLi . i=.M se 1Ki 4auidWigb 1�l..tly,d>0l+u A MODIMN .. . can ... fi if 'Wu.& CONDUCTOR :3 CONVWIINilY LOCA HOTiiL ... Qa.. to Parliaort miai.ersy oi'Teorem s. Leaf Go dis% ! .. Bomar.. Thong* ' elmosIpee A. IL..'>l nisi? r 'last` • • Machines such as these, powered by electricity, produce .303 cartridges. DRYING CELERY To dry celery, parsley; Or ,inimit leaves.... ick, the levees from the thestems, wash, Pat dry 41 ;.4, toi1+'ef;' .40pea'd a abide sheet slid Tet dist' its'the'wrfrlltig obeli or viii fterf radistlfr ui ,'The leaved eta bt'1 tid,; 111reak, u• .4eatt'es by, 4#1•0� h rifd��.,... °' cb''��� rg)ited' • We have the men, and they have the courage and the will to win. What is needed now is a steady increase in production of the weapons • of war that will make'our forces invincible. Hydro powered machines in hundreds of Ontario's war . plants produce weapons to provide greater fighting power for our men at sea, in the air, on the battle fields. To train, equip, transport and maintain our armed Forces, each of us • must work harder, save a little more and lend alive can tet -Canada. The more Bonds we buy, the greater is,our investment in Victory. }' To safeguard• and conserve our vital supply of electricity -in our homes, offices and shops -is a paramount duty. There are opportunities every day., every night for each of 'tato save Hydro for our war industries, These 'j5lanfs need alt the .power they can get. E4ery Victoyy Bond you buy and every "bit" of electricity you save are contributions you can make to Vicforyl i ktf f