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SEAFORT11 - ONTTxl0
. Branch Office - Hennsall
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Phone 113 "" •. Phone 173
MEDICAL
STAN
.SEAFORTH- CLINIC
-DR. "'E. A. MCMASTER, M.B.
Graduate of University. of Toronto
The 'Clinic is fully equipped with
complete and modern X-ray and other
up-to-date diagnostic and therapeutics
equipment. ......... ..
PHONE 26 - - SEAFORTII.
JOHN A: GORWILL, B.A., M.D.
Physician and Surgeon
IN DR. H. H. ROSS.' OFFICE
Phones,: Office 5-W Res. 5-3
Seaforth
MARTIN W. STAPLETON, B.A., -M.D.
Physician and Surgeon
Successor to Dr. W. C. Sproat
Phone 90-W • Seaforth
-DR. F. J. R. FORSTER• •
Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat...
Graduate in Medicine, University of
Toronto.
Late assistant New York Optha_-
mei and "'Aural Institute, Moorefield's
Eye and Golden Square Throat Hos-
pital London, Eng. At COMMERCIAL
HOTEL, SEAFORTB, THIRD 'WED-
NESDAY in each, month, from 2 p.m.
td 4.30 p.m.;: also at Seaforth Clinic
° . first Tuesday of each month. 53
Waterloo Street South; Stratford...
JOHN C. GODDARD, M.D.
Physician and Surgedlt• •
Phone 110 ' • Hensall
46682E52
DR. F. H. SCHERK
Physicians and' Surgeon
Phone 56 • - Heiman
AUCTIONEERS
HAROLD JACKSON.
Specialist in Farm and Househo:d
:Sales: •
Licensed' in Huron and Perth Coun-
ties. • Prices' reasonable; satisfaction
guaranteed.
For information, etc., .write or phone
• HAROLD JACKSON, 14 on 661, Sea -
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Pure bred sales, also farm stock
and implements. One per cent.
charge. Satisfaction guaranteed. For
sale' dates; • Phone 28-7, Granton, at
my expense.
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Licensed Auctioneer
Household, 'farm stock, implements
and pure bred sales. Specfal training
and experience enables me to -• offer
you sales service that is most effici-
ent and satisfactory. Phone 90 r 22,
Hensall. •
4084-12
For, -..after aII contesaion4 itr 'it ' Ue was better drink than any liquor obz
good , for the soul, • donna no truer `tainedi, out of a possible
out of the heart or smoother ofd tie. Father Father Cassidy• tied. the Indre40 the
tongue .when 'yon make a rituals ed foot -scraper ,at the . bottom ofthat
service of it, if, indeed, as true gr• as broken flight of steps, and, knowing'
•smooth. Such statement as this, r the -habit of the, bell, the knob of
know, stamps plainer than any brand which protruded entioingiy from the
Pillar of ,the loon he knocked with
hie fist lipgn the panels
A moment later, Mrs. Slattery was
standing before him, just as he knew
Mrs: Slattery would stand beforq,visi .
tors at the open' 'doorways as long as
her legs would, tarry her ever-increas-
ing .proportions, as long as John Des-
mondfkept himself' out' of 'the' union or'
the foundations of Waterpark remlain-
ed as they were -.and all for a mat-
ter of. twelve pounds a year.
(Continued from last week) I tbsK' bdhIUld GtteSidy' "Pebris-hews
the heretic I am. Yet heretics, if they
do but stand with;w.arm hearts in the
crowd, can sometimes see the man in
one in whom the true believers be-
hold only the pries . of God.
So I profess to see the man' in
Father Casey, and am content if I
see no more.
. It was the man in him no doubt who
looked forward in pleasurable ex-
citment to those visits to Waterpark,
wondering what it could ,be there wash
to be told him, waiting, 'as one after
'another the tumblers were filled,,
when the .moment aofr confidence would
be reached in which he could hear
that confession for which he had been
expressly ,sent to learn. It was only
at • times , he raised his., 'hand against
it, and' then the priest 'in him ' it was
that interfered.
On the evening of the invitation, the
boy saddled the old mare that had
borne Father Casey on her back for
fifteen years, and had a history
stretching' away into a further past
than that. Indeed, there were old men
in the village of Portlaw who went
back to their youth to tell stories of.
Father. Casey's • mare, and these,
though they', had not a fraction of
truth in- them, merely served to show
how old the beast must be; since,
Without the semblance -of -possibility,
there' would' not have been one to lis-.
ten.tothem: ..
It can readily be ,supposed,,, then,
time r speculation ap-
tly
had good t ef -
.o p P
ori the events of the evening that lay
before 'him as he jogged, along those
• four miles out of Portlaw' to ' Water -
park. Arid 'en the occasion Where
this- story takes up again the narra-
tive of the princess -afar years at
least after that storm)+ night, when
the tiles were tumbling from the roof.
and • • the . spell of _her life was 'first
cast upon her -Father Casey came. by
the path. across the fields;atidl•'through
the shattered gates and crumbling
gaps in the loose Stone walls because
it' was the longest way, and he had
of the matter in his •mitid much tasty
food for speculation.
"Will ye come_ and say two words.
to me?" was the burden• of the note
he had "received that morning by the
boy;. now grown . in the service of
John Desmond tp a raw-boned man.
There was no more than• this, and
though his invitations were usually
of a brief and more emphatic nature,
tbey Were delivered by word 'of
mouth. This, scrawled hastily across
the first piece of paper he could find,
seemed ,tis convey to the mind of
Father Casey a prospect of deeper in-
terest than any summons that had
gone befere.
• So it was -he,, came by the, longest
'way, debating in his mind how he.
could persuade John Desmond to .ease
the burden of his soul in orthodox
confession,•if, as seemed highly prob-
able, the matter should need .,the ab-
solution of the Church._
It' was •, coming on to dark of an
April "evening as the old mare stumb=
led through a ragged„. gap .in one of
.the - ill=kept hedges protecting the
fields of. Waterpark. �•
John, Desmond farmed his land like
n{any .an, Irish'• gentleman,' as much
by the grace and mercy Of God as 'by
any endeavour of his own to •i?eap the`
virtues of the soil, Once, by the
chances of luck, he had bre) and sold
a horse for fotir hundred • and fifty
zp,ineas, and was ever living in; hope,
that Chance would come his way like
that again.
When .he was sober, he had 'no lit-
tle craft in his dealings With men ov-
er the sale and purchase' of .his ant -
mals, and could drive a good" bargain•
with a. -beast he knew was worth,- its
salt. But many a time bad he been
kaowri, in a ,moment of rage, and a
mood of disinterestedness, to -give a
horse away for, a mere song because
he disliked the looks of it, when an-
other than would have come out fifty
guineas the better from the ,bargain.
He dealt, indeed, as they said about
him in Portlaw, like 'a gentleman,
which Meant and means, antertgst
feinieri all over the world, like a fool.
'Wherefore, with such precarious liv-
ing as this, he staggered, deep in
debt, to keep his head above the sur-
face of the ugly water all about• him,
and made •both 'ends meet in Water-
park in much the same way as most
Irishmen do -namely, by cutting a
piece off one end and' tying. ft on the
other. •
Father Casey looked at the broken
hedge as . l,,e name through, the old
mare breaking it down still a little
more than the last beast that 'had
preceded her, and shook his head at
these-s'ad evidences 'of neglect.
"Sch! •sch! sch!" he said, aloud, and
adxled with a wisdom you will.wf[itd in
Ireland: "If it wasri',t the way, he
neglected his boundaries, wouldn't I
have ,to go round by the 'road and net
be leaving his hedges down worse
than they are 'already."
No one was there to take his horse.
Ile called "Hi!" mid "Bey!" but there
was ,no. boy there, the youth having,
eotne to that age when a glass of
porter won Mit of „>;...game Of.pitch aid
LONDON and CLINTON
NORTH
A.M.
London, Lv: 9,00
Exeter 10.17
Sensall 10.34
Kippen 10.43
Brucefleld 10.55
Clinton, Ar: .......... ... ..1 11.20
SOUTH'
P.M.
Clinton,"""Ly. 3.10
Brucefield .. ... .: 3.32
Hensall
Exeter
London, Ar
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3.44
. 3.53
4.10
5.25
C.N.R. TIME TABLE '
EAST
A.M. P.M.
Goderich 6,15' '2.30
Holmesville , .. 6.31 2.50
Clinton 6.43 3.03
Seaforth 6.59 3.21
St. 'Columban • 7.05 3.27
Dublin . 7.12 3.35'
-Mitchell ,7.25 3.47
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Mitchell WEST
10.33
Dublin 11.37 • 10.44.
St. Columban 11.40
Seaforth 11.51 10.56
Clinton 12:04
Goderi'ch' 12.35
11,10
11,35
C.Y.R. TIME 'TABLE
EAST
G8derlch,
Menenet •
Mega*
Auburn
Blyth
, Walton ....
McNaught •
Toronto)
7r
WEST
Toronto
,,,,McNaught ,
.t Walton
Blyth
Auburn
McGaw
Meneset 00dettab
4.35
4.40
4.49
4.58
5.09
5.21
6.32
9.45
A.M.
8,20
P.M.
12.04
12.15
12.28
12.89
18.47
12.54
::.►•..a•..a..f.rr - 1.00
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II
A DIGRESSION. CONCERNING AN
IRISH, GENTLEMAN
. It was into -the dinifig-room Father
Casey was_ shown, the same room in
which that memorable night had been
passed six years before,. when John
Desmond had given his oath union the
destiny of Patricia, coming at that
'moment into life through the very
gates of death.
To a casual observer, nothing in
its appearance had changed since
then. The same drab, • mustardacolor-
ed palter"lows on the walls as Mrs.
Desmond had chosen ten years before
-indeed, on that occasion when the
horse had been sold for,four hundred
and fifty guineas, and money was• as
loose as water in,that house for three
rponths /at least The same curtains
hung f om the heavy curtain poles,
the same .Brussels carpet was on the
floor, the same mahogany furniture
stood against the wainscoti,rng. Noth-
ing apparently had • c'ranged,and yet,
beneath all its changeleissnees, there
was lurking the odorous symptoms of
decay. Since Mrs Deamond's. death,
-even the curtains had hung' there,
with no more of a shaking than they
received at Mrs. Slattery:s hands
when she pulled them in the morning
or at John Deamond's when he pulled
them at night.
Things die, .like people; and though
by no computation can you reckon•the
life .of a wallpaper, yet 'there comes
a time when the odours of death are
'about, it. You may call it damp, but
it is 'death, and, until John Desmond
had lit his pipe of an evening this
was the prevailing odour throughout
the house.
He -was ;smoking• that evening when
Father Casey came into the room, but
the bottle of whisky,- the glasses, the
lemons, and the. hot water had' not
yet been brought; wherefore he greet-
ed his guest in •some sort of silent
welcome -the kicking out of a .chair
troy i 'finder -the tableeAlte stretching
out -of a friendly hand, • and' the nod
of his head, to the tobacco -jar.
Fill
yeer -pipe," said he abruptly,
"and, for God's sake, man! clean yeer
spectacles; I dunno whether ye're
looking at.me or not, 'for.ye're one
•of thim' fellas what says' more .with
yeer eyes than ever ye speak with
yeer''tongue, and theres• not a 'little
yell have to say this evening before
I've finished . with ye."
In obedience to this request, Father
Casey •sat down, .unhooked •his spec-
tacles from behind , his .ears, then,
drawing , a" large red pocket -handker-
chief from the tails of his; coat, he
set to a -polishing them in silence,
content,' moreover,, to maintain it un-
til such times as his host was ready
to begin:-
At
egin:At that- fading' hour of the evening.
when the work which he did in the
day was' over, and ween•, with some
cgnscious effort of Self-restraint, he
was putting off the inevitable moment
before he„rang th;e bell fol Mrs. Slat-
tery to bring in the whisky, John Des-
mond was a man o't few words. He
sat there alone in his • arnichair,
scarcely moving, -.his eyesfixedbefoie
him, as if he Were .daunting but the
abstemious minutes of his self -enforc-
ed temperance -counting them relig-
iously until flesh and blood could bear
it n' ger.. Then, with a swift move-
ment gs though some thought hae
suddenly vitalised him,, he would tilt
his chair on to is back Iegs and ring
the bell with a far-reaching arm.
From that instant. he lifted to livelier
spirts. From that instant the merest
acquaintance would have recognized
him as himself. '
Once in the years 'of her service,
Mrs. Slattery had made so bold as to
urge him fo temporary abstinence. It
had been after the death of ,Mrs. Des-
mond' when the habit of drinking at
night had settled more heavily upon
him; and .more than once • Doctor
O'Connor had had to be sent for 'to
handle him and be handled by him in
his deliriulm,'
"There isn't a man but himself
could stand -it," the little doctor had
told Mrs. Slattery in confidence; as 'he
came away on one occasion after a
mighty night of it; "'and one of these
times won't he get into his mad fits,
and neither God nor -four horses will
pull hifin out of .it."
r • ...
it irate her' cnato?nm,. to bring without
asking.
There she at (d at the doorway,
and' there- he sat,i,'t tl;e',cbair, lock
ing up at her in aitlazement.
"Yirra, what's on ye, woman! 1 he
had muttered in"his astonishment.
"What are ye standing therefor, with
:year hands settla' on yeer hips?"
"I've been with. ye now twelve
years, John Desmond " 'said she, "end
while the pore creature 'was alive,
didn't I' help yeer wife, and. ehe,.,giv-,
in' a troublesome birth to eight chil-
dren?„ z '
"Ye did indeed."
She had. taken • this information
tremblingly into her large heart, and,
deeply .pondering over it for, the next
two day's tit; She went about the how's,
had conte one evening; fa sumiilong to
that WI, with no tray in het hands,
with neither wlti'sky', nifr glasses; her
leinoti, i1or any of the paxaphet'nali'a
"Well, ;if 'twere'the way I was peer
pore wife now.-"
"Which ye are not," says 'John.
"And I Was after begging ye," she
continued, paying .,no heed to his in-
terruption, "to give, up the drink for
a little while, wouldn't yet listen 'to
me?„
"I would .indeed" he replied ser-
iouslyt for there is no doubt 'he knew
Ir: hiss own mind how near to the
wind he was' sailing. "I would in-
deed," he repeated; "for she was a
good soul, and I'nr, thinkin' 'teas
Keay, en was made for the likes of
her,"
In that moment he had looked, up•
at Mrs: Slattery, half of a mind 'one
way and half of a mind another,
when, whether it was from seeing her
.far-from-thereal proportions and ..com-
paring
com-
paring them with the slender figure
of his wife, or what it was, there is
no saying, but the 'moment of inde-
cision was soon gone.
"If "ye 'were the slender creature
she was,, standing there,'.' geld•,,he,
"and" 'tw'as her voice in yeer, throat,
and it saying, 'Give up the drink, John
-just the way she'd speak with a
flicker of her .eyelashes=yirra, I'd
break every bottle I had in the' house.
"Well!" said Mrs." Slattery, .and,.
doubtless too soon, there was the
glint :of conquest in her eyes.
"Well," said he, and there was the
twinkle' of humour in his, • "as It is,
ye standing there, fhe largest women
ever I seen in ;my life, I'll raise yeer
wages, hut.,P11 never 'give up me lit-
tle drop."
She had her retort for that, and
could spit it out. with the disappoint,
neri Was as ' in her ire Irta
doit't Want ye *M-
eer she +dried:• '+'i ill a; wouldn't I e
aatlsf[ed:it ye pard e n1 Brit 148 ruoe'
than" X' ,datn.'aee what pleasure' y`e'get'
pytt of tit • ileastly ,stU LP and :ye Styli)
11.0g crud'. ger' a?nira' two night'. gone
illY.';• tke,'w+* 00.0'4 be seen) •044g"e not
*ere,: ,•a�pd they- era wlth,' over „the bed-:
lthes.. What pleasure rs thdii
I'cl., lags to ktnow?"
�e•;Iodtied hack at ;her stlrail'htiy,
taM at " the sight ttirtber pofderou..s,
KflAcl?natllred" ,tkting stela, wtut, .''thxnwing'
'hRJelt heavily. ablol t in, :her emetion,.
the'twin'kkle of'hunrour ft Wargo.
er nett. ?ice►
"What pieasut'g? ` he repeated, and
chuckled In his throat,''. "Shure, when,.
ye Wok: . to bed; Its to lay, yourself
down and drop 'into "•a Sleep like the
dead, and •with no more entertain-
ment
ntertainment to it than yeer prayers; But
wasn't I satin' on me bed the other
night, and didn't the door , open, the
way .fifty vesselst'ud be comity' into
the room, and i^they akl in faultless
overlie: :dram, Would ye get as much
entertainment out of a glass of Water
as that? Ye would Rot" •
She looked at him, for,.some mom-
ents trying to keep as sober: a face as
the matter indeed demanded; but
whether it was that'•compeliing twin-
file
win•kle in his eye, or the irresistible hum-
our of the -.thing he had said, certain
it was that sheuddenly+ burst out In-
to a heaving fit df, laughter, and stood
there, hanging on to the handle of the
.door, until he assumed authority and
,demanded his whisky at once.
When Doctor O'Connor sent 'in his,
bill for the little natter of those mid-
night hours of attendance, there was.
one item that caught John Desmond's
bye. It was uo,.custom of his to re-
gard a bill one way or another, and
seldom .his habit to pay it, but this
had arreated his -attention.•
"For a new stethoscope," he read,
"ten shillings and sixpence." And the
,next time he..•toet the little doctor in
the Main Street of Portlaw, he had
asked him what he meant by •it.
"Shure, ye got hold of that night,"
'said O'Connor, "and nothing would
suit yebut ye must play the 'Boys of
Wexford( •on it, and 'if's never been
the: same instrutnent'=since;" •
(Continued Next Week)
More Milk
In the United States, although milk
production on the farms during 1945
was the highest in the. 21 years for
which estimates are available, the
number of cows on farms showed' a
sharp decline. The,.production per
cow averaged 4,789 pounds, an in-
crease of 214 pounds' on the '1944
figures.
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When lou Simi ' Sj rlrxg Clem r
Please "remember
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Cartons and .bottles are still scarce:
• Don't let -them ..take up ' needed
space when, they cad do a job on
the production line. •
Our home delivery service will
call for your empties if it is incon-
venieat for you to return them
personally. Callyour nearest.,
BREWERS' RETAIL STORE,„
4014/
Tie
Brewing industry
(Ontario)
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THE PROVINCE OF PROMTS,
ONTARIO, a thousand miles this way and a tjrousand
miles that; is the playground of Canadians and Americans alike.
' With its 'diversity inf climate, life and int?resit;' the province has
everyl*hing the"' tourist wants and • he .comes in his millions to
partake of it. Figuratively, the reception; accorrcmodation and ,
:.N
entertainment of these visiting millions set up waves of opportu-
nitytlled activities that affect every phase of the business life of
", Ontario. The impact ,of the visitor -industry is seen on every
hand . , . it is the wealth of al 1\ of us ... we are a permanent host
to millions.
Published by TILE BREWING INDUSTRY (ONTARIO)
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A CORNEIR•, ON TOURISTS "*
Annually,•by train, boat, bus and private
car, more tourists enter Ontario than all
the other provinces of Canada combined.
In 1945,' although gasoline rationing was
not lifted until August; 2,070,000 Ameri-
can motor cars came in fof ldsa-than-forty-.
eight-hour stays and 554,000 for longer
periods. Competent aufthcfr-
ities estimate Ontario's
yearly share of tourist kelt
nue'e " s 60% to 70% o0
Canada's total. The`pre
eih'ce expects at lease
'10,000,000 ,American vi"si-
tors in 1946.
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