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The Huron Expositor, 1972-08-03, Page 2In the ing indica fore long boundaries stood the generation away by th creasing c expressed, in the sma of the pro Typical is that co recent iss Marys JoUr the editor say: -, "0n several occasions, St. Marys has let its ,views be known on the sub- ject of regionalism. Willy- nilly, few doubt ,but what this so called ."more ficient method of muni- cipal government will be foisted upon us. Under - what terms depends upon how lciud and long, we "beller" for an even deal under the new regime. "The rather -frantic efforts of County graups to reform under the new regionalism with,a new name for an old concept has about the same hope for success as an air- conditioner in,Hades.-In regions already formed,., old boundaries have meant face of grow- tions that be- the' municipal that have test of time for s will be swept e provincein- oncern is being particularly ller-tommunities- vince. of the comment ntained in a • ue. of the St. nal Argus when. had this to In the, Years. Agone Kneel Or sit low in a canoe, If upset, HANG ON to the canoe until help arrives, Sugar and Spice by 13111 Smiley From My Window- - By Shirley J. Keller' — tam Niro fxpositor Since 1860, Serving the Community First TubHailed tut SEAVOR'lli, OVARIO, emery Tkursday morning by McLEAN BROS., Pubtishens Ltd. ANDREW Y, McLEAN, Editor Member Canadian Weekly Newspaper Association Ontario Weekly Newspaper Association and Audit Bureau 'of Circulation NewspaperS. Subscription Rates: Cariada (in advance) $8.00 a Year Outside Canada (in advance) $1Q.00 a Yea-r SINGLE COPIES — 20 CENTS EACH Second, Class Mail Registration Number 0696 Telephone 52?-0240 *CNA p Somehow I can't get too excited' these days about Senator McGovern. or Bobby Hull playing against the Russians, or any of the other hysterical events in the presS. Trouble is, we're staying for a week at Grandad's, which is not conductive -to at Exeter. swarm is now Safely in a hive. When a belt flew off a pulley and caught in an adjoining machine, which in turn upset on him, Gilbert Bechtel, Sea- forth, suffered a badly crushed foot and anklewhile employed at Excellence Flour Mills' on Sunday. • Mr. and Mrs. J. W. Balfour of Cronparty, opened their home for a post nuptial shower in honor of Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Dalrymple, newlyweds of Brucefield. Miss Annie Simpson of Seaforth had the misfortune to fall and fracture her hip. Messrs. 11. E. Smith, M. McKellar, Lorne Dale and John Beattie were in London attending a bowling tournament. Wm. Campbell of town left to resume his duties on the steamer, Halifax, as marine engineer. Some forty friends and neighbors Met at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Andrew..IVIc- L,allan, Egmondville, when a' surprise kitchen shower was held in honor of their daughter, Helen Doreen, who has married Frank Thomas Rutledge of Brussels.. Dublin girls won the girls softball tournament and the St. Marys Recreation Trophy at St. Marys when they defeated the St. Marys Shells, who too were final- ists. John B. Forrest, well known Hensall resident passed away'at his home, follow- ing a two weeks' Illness.. In his 75th year, he was born in Hay Township where he farmed successfully for many years before removing to Hensall. Mrs. Louis Bolton of Winthrop enter-' tained many little friends of her daughter, Dianne, in honor of her birthday. absolutely nothing. "The visible success of the St. Marys Area Re- creation group and the St. Marys Fire Area points up the fact that a wholesale conversion to a new level, of-government within the. present outlines of the High School area .-rs not only practical but has alS9 hOW-e of effecting some economies. "Re gionalism in the form off county-wide asses- 'sment de iinly no partments has cert- t actomplished any- thin5 of economical nature. The seas on-i$—$Amply that these ar eas are too large to •admin ister in a .reason- ,ably eco' nomical fashion. The buil d up af-bureaucra- cies ben efitS, in the light of past experiences, does to ease the load nothing g roaning tax-payer. "To be blunt about the mattex, the average re'sidgnt of St. Marys and area is not at all enthus= iasttc about any forff of regionalism. However, if we must have it, let us at least make itoplain that it will be on our terms, not those of government "Whiz- kids" playing with a com- puter."' the spring the rainbow dome up it to spawn. Half a mile away, where the stream flows into the bay, the rainbow trout fish- ing would bring,tears to the eyes of a city boy who has never caught anyth'ilirbut a perich. Hundreds of rainbow are taken is improving , because the local- anglers have done a lot to preserve the spawning females. Across the road from the house, there is a pasture and beyond It a wild apple orchard where the partridge like to feed. A couple of years ago, I was looking that way. Out of the orchard, across the pasture and right up to the fence came a buck and a doe. They were perhaps seventy yards from' me. We stared at each other in mutual admiration (at least on my side) for about five minutes until they turned, flipped their white tails and gazelled back into the woods without panic. A memorable experience. A friend of mine, who runs cattle'on the adjacent property, was out counting his beasts one day when he saw a black bear amble across the property south of this, stroll up the fence line and disappear. uite a layout. No wonder I can't get excited about world affairs in a locale like this. You'd have to be nuts to ge crazy here, while it's very simple te, do so in most "civilized" areas. Grandad leads a simple but fulfilling life. He cultivates his garden, as Vol- e taire suggested we do. He doesn't even have a gardep, but he cultivates his own small plot of life. He hag a deep faith, loves nature, hurts no man, and has an utter integrity which is rare to find these days. Up at seven, he reads his Bible, makes his breakfast, pokes about doing chores; weeding, digging, mending some- thing. He's ready for lunch and dinner. Enjoys food, though he doesn't eat a lot and weighs about 98. He drives a fairly gruelling rural mail route (I went with him yesterday, and that's a column in itself). He is the township treasurer, and enjoys working on his books. He has a nap. He gives the house a lick and a polish. He lives alone but is less lonely than the great majority.' He likes to talk religion, politics, pollution, what have you? He doesn't give a hoot about money or acquiring "things". He has one arm and will be 80 this month. Tomorrow, he must' take a driving test. He's been driving since 1914 and never had an accident. He's studying for it right , now. He'll pass. Why can't we all live like this, and be' like that? ' AUGUST 1897. Robert McMillan of Hullett has had an artesian well drilled on his farm. John A. Jackson. of Egmondville left for London, where he will take a course at the Military School., John Cluff, while working on his father's planing mill, got,one of his hands caught ie a machine. The thumb and first finger were cut and bruised. The frame store on Main Street occtip- led by James Graves, has been removed, and excavating and other work is under- way preparatory to the erection of a brick building. This • frame store was moved from Harpurhey and was used as a shoe shop by James Hatt. Miss Hattie Soole of ,the telephone exchange has gone to the Queen City, Toronto to enjoy a few holidays. Robert Winter, Seaforth's veteran cattle dealer, is shipping large numbers* of fine cattle to Montreal and the Old Country. There are few men in Huron' -who keep mord mor,ey in useful circulat- ion than Mr: Winter. • The choir of First Presbyterian Church and their friends held their annual outing at Hayfield. B. B. Gurin of town is making pre- parations to erect another large addition to his store on Main Street. •John Grieve V,S. of, this town, has a brother in the Klondike gold region. We hope he will be among the lucky ones. Sam Dickson is making extensive im- provements to the pest office building. When these are cOrnpleted it is expected he will have one of the neatest and most convenient offices in the county. 'Market Street, 'in town, has been graded from the old market square to. Louisa Street and, the sidewalk built outside the trees. ' Mrs. Wm. Allen of Egmondville, fell on the door step spraining her wrist and otherwise injuring herself. James Wanless of Varna has started aulifre creani AUGUST' 4', 1922. The brick work on the new manse at Walton is nearly completed. A very happy gathering was held at Knox Church, Londesboro, when the Sun- 'day School and 'congregation bade fare- well to Mr. and Mrs. W. H. Ball, who'have recently taken up their abode in Clinton. Wm. Strong, who is well known as a school teacher, is now busy decorating Edgar Butt's residence and store with a coat of paint, The garden party. held in Victoria Park under the auspices of the Seaforth Fire Brigade was the most successful affair of the kind ever held. Very fine selections by the Highlanders Band and local talent included: male quartette, John Beattie, George Israel, D. F. McGregor and J. G. Mullen, Fred Willis, E. W. Bateman, R. E. Bright, Dalton Reid, Mona Sills and Geo. Daly..' The accom- panists were Mrs. O'Connell, L. T. De Lacey and Miss Hazel Reid. Angus More of McKillop gave a selection on the bagpipes and accompanied the Highland dancing given by Beatrice Eber- hart, Margaret Kerr, Helen Beattie and Frank Hogg. They. , were trained by Miss Mabel Hogg. Miss Dorothy Hutchison, who taught "the Roxboro School last year, has accep- ted a position on the staff of the Port Arthur school. Joe Eckert of town has given. his 'Gahm, -14couveA There is nothing like- a crop of ripening wheat to give' August days that golden glow. Although i western Canada s better known for wheat voduction, Ontario did produce• 405,000 acres last year, This softer4ype of grain is required for cake and pastry flour. (Photo by the Ontario Ministry of Agriculture and Food) At the risk of repeating myself, I'd like to outline -some observations"1 made one day this summer while sitting on my front porCh. Otir home is located On 'a busy highway. Many tourists make 'their •way past our house during a summer.• In fact, I'd wager that one-third of the tourists who travel in-Ontario any year pass my doorstep -in July and August. And -that's a fair. number of tourist- Sometimes I just like to stretch out on my, front porch and look, all the time letting my imagination run wild. I try' -to link the cars, their passengers, their direction and the driving habits into a kind of, pattern that tells me a little bit about where they came from, what kind of people they are and 'where they might. be heading. It is a fascinating game which has infinite variations and absolutely no end of excitement. The scene which spread out before me the day in_ question was a little bit diff- erent. It involved two hitch-hikers pass- ing my house - and a wedding going on at the church across the street. Framed in my view was the picture of one young pair of romantic nomads superimposed upon the scene involving another couple of lovers. The - bride and the gallavanting gal :by the side of the road were about the same age. , They had the ,same long, flowing hair parted in the middle, the same lithe figure, the same , youthful appearance. Yet one was gowned in pur- est white on her way ban from the altar. The other wore blue denim.' shorts cov- ered with patches, a thread-bare halter, no shoes going anywhere. The bride's face was smiling and rad- iant; the thumber's face WAS' sullen and hard. The bride walked with confidence and grace; the thumber's shoulders were bent and she trudged with all the ease of a whipped boxer. Both young men were protective. The groom hovered round his new wife, look- ing dOwn at her with the kind of adoridg 'eyes that only g husband can have for 'a loving mate. The: other boy's, arm `cir `eta 'th'•waist--of:-his chick, Leading ;her ahead Into 'another night of sleeping in ditches, eating fries and beans and experiencing life as some kids will tell you, the way it was really meant to be lived. • The bridal pair had the Support o f proud parents who greeted their child- ren and • their guests 'with gusto. The hitch-hikerS parents were probably far away, and if they were like most moms and dads, eaten up with worry and heart- ache for their offspring. Both couples left my view in cars. The newlyweds were wisked away amid the shouts and laughter of family and friends. The wandering two hoisted their bedrolls over the side of a beat- up convertible, the gar climbing into the rear seat with a huge dog and her . "escort" settling himself beside the sym- pathetic motorist who may or may not have had motive for his pity. What 'does the future hold for these four young people? Your guess is as good as mine. If you are , like me, you'd put ybur money on the newlyweds, not because they were legally bound to- gether by , a man of the cloth, that's got little to do with marital happiness as most of us will admit but because they chose to take the adeepted route, the tried and proven route, the route judged the most likely to succeed after centuries of trials agd temptations. I let my mild daft into the future - say 20 or 30 years hence. I tried to imagine what would become of both cou- ples. Would each pair still remain true to each other? Would each pair look back on their youth and say, "yes, yes, it was ,good. We would have done noth- ing different"? Would each couple have children, a home, roots? No readers, I don't believe I'm a pru- de in the true sense of the word. I would not press my moral convictions on anyone for it would do little good. If "getting it on" with this one and that one outside of marriage brings lasting contentment and fulfillment - not to men- tion happiness - for some, youwill not find me too shocked or offended. I sitnply wonder though, why each new generation insists that sex and mor- als are non-compatible and put them- selves through such hell before learning one is no 'good without the other. SEAFORTH, ONTARIO, August 3, 1972 Problems of regionalism threshing .outfit a thorough overhauling and has commenced the season's work. Mr. and Mrs. E, J. Dinnen have moved into their new home in Egmondville, which they recently purchased from Mrs. E. McMurray. Mitchell Bros.' and F. Koehler of IVianley are making their rounds of harvest threshing to make room for the spring grain. Id .response to a largely signed pe- tition of the business men cl Heneall, the council has decided to pave Main Street and are now considering the acceptance of one of several tenders. Brussels Continuation Schbol has sustained its old time good reputation this year. In the first and second forms 35* pupils , wrote and all passed. Miss Taylor, the Principal and„ her assistant, Miss Geddes are being congratulated to- gether with the pupils. James Robertson of Hensel', has the frame of his new dwelling up and a good foundation of cement under it. AUGUST .8, 1947. The tender of the Drury Construct- ion co. in the sum of $39,270 for the erection of the Broadfoot bridge was accepted by Tuckersmith council., Reeve Arthur Nicholson presided and.all mem- bers were present. Consideration was given the installation of additional street lights in Egmondville and council instructed .E.^. P. Chesney, clerk, to obtain estimates of the cost from theli.E. P.C. Women clutched their skirts and ducked into convenient doorways while men not anxious to publicly portray their concern attempted to keep their eyes turned in every direction when a swarm of bees' took control of Main Street. The swarm alighted on a chimney above G, A. ., Whitney's store. Mr. Whitney, however, didn't settle down as did the bees and he was busy ,seeking help. • Claire Reith, eaforth„. ,apalrist did the job and the getting excitZ7raboat* y there in the sprite and fall, and the fishing There's a radio and television set and a party-line telephone, but nobody pays much attention to any of them. On the other hand, there is no roar of traffic, no paper-boy ringing thb door-bell at 7.00 a.m., demanding his week's pay, no honking of horns or squealing -of tires, no raucous sputtering of lawnmowers. - Nor is there any reek of exhaust fumes, factory smoke, melting asphalt, rancid fish-and-chips, or polluted water. ,The 'reason is simple enough. Grandad lives in a handsome stone house about sixty yards from a quiet country road, which you can barely see from the house, hidden as it is behind, trees and hedge and shrubs. About four cars and maybe a couple of small trucks and one tractor go by each day. No blatting motorcycles, snarling buses and grinding big trucks. The nearest lawnmower, and nearest neighbours, are two hundred yards down the road, out of sight and sound. No daily paper, so no cheeky paper-boy ringing and ringing. The only sounds are the • breeze in the trees, the somehow comforting mutter of a firmer mowing his hay, birdsolgs, the buzz of an odd fly, and my wife talking incessantly to her father. The only smells -are roses, 'fresh- mown hay and what's cooking for dinner. Along with the cleanest air this side of heaven. The road is gravel, so there's no stink of asphalt. The nearest fish- and-chips are four miles away. The nearest factory is twenty miles away. And the nearest water is a huge bay, deep, clean, cold and unpolluted. I'M sitting typing this at Grandad's desk, with a window right in front of me. Looking out, I see nearest a magnificent bed of roses, red and 'white. Beyond that a lute maple tree. Beside it an old apple tree with a swing dangling for the greedchildren. And beyond these the solid • of other ees. king oil, the other window, to my here's a mass of flowers, then a ice, tht 1 a huge hay-field, often r.liag horses, then a line of trees and beyond and below that, a vast expanse of 'blue, blue watet, with white eliffr xi the other side of the bay. Three hUndred yards down the road, there is a Cold, fast-flowing stream, with a real waterfall. 'I've taken some nice speckled and rainbow trout out of there. In • a 0 1.4