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The Huron Expositor, 1975-09-18, Page 11It IT'S TIME AGAIN WE WILL LOOK FORWARD TO SEEING YOU AT SEAFORTH FALL FAIR Sept. 18 & 19 . • McGAVIN FARM EQUIPMENT 527-0245 WALTON 887-6365 WE STAND BEHIND EVERYTHING WE SELL ... EXCEPT THEMANURE SPREADERS E. Wawanosh reeve Simon Holahan plows at county match Area funerals LOUIS EISLER • Louis Eisler, 79, formerly of Logan Township, died at Smith's nursing home in Mitchell. He had been in ailing health for the last six months. Born in Logan Township, he was a son of the late John Eisler and Amelia Kahle. In 1919 he was married to the former Amelia Horn who died in 1971. They had farmed in Logan Township all their married life. Surviving ' are: a brother, George, of Windsor; a sister, a Mrs.Edith Beuermann, of Seaforth. He was predeceased by two brothers and two sisters. The body was at the Lockhart funeral home in Mitchell where the funeral service was held Friday with Rev. Vernon Threinen pfficiating.. • Burial was at Knox Presbyterian cemetery,. in Mitchell. GRACE ISABEL CAMERON The death occurred at River- dale Hospital Toronto on Sept- ember 13 of Mrs. Grace Isabel Cameron following a long illness. She was 79. Born in Brussels she was a daughter of the late Mr. and Mrs. William John Walker. As a child she moved with her parents to Seaforth Where she attended Seaforth Collegiate.. Gradating,., as a nurse she was married to in Toronto January 6, 1923, to, James G. Cameron who pre- deceased her in 1937. She is survived by a sister Mary R. of Seaforth and was predeceased by, two brothers Samuel T. and John R. A funeral service was held from the R.S. Box Funeral Home on 7 Monday afternoon conducted by Rev. G. Nelson of First Presby- terian Church., Interment followed in Brussels cemetary when pallbearers were John Walker Michael Walker, Paul Walker, George Hildebrand, Jack F. Scott and Glenn Smith. Flower bearer was Joey Marzi. JAMES F. CLUFF The depth occurred at Wood- ' stock General Hospital on Sunday September 7, 1975, of James F. Cluff of 657 Glencoun Ave., Woodstock in his 59th year. For 35 years on the staff of the, Ontario Hospital at Woodstock he had retired last February. For a number of years fie had been associated with the widely know Woodstock choral group "The Chorolaires". He served for some time in the armed services during World War II. Mr. Cluff is survived by his widow the former Alberta Coles of St. Thomas by sons Capt. James (Pat) of Canadian Forces Ottawa, Robert D (Bud) of Banff, Alberta, Peter D. Scarborough, daughters Mrs. James (Frances) Myers, Stratford, and. Ruth Ann at home. He also is survived by a brother Thomas R. Cluff Mon- treal and sisters Mrs. Nelson (Jean) Aubry, Thunder Bay, Mrs. Lloyd (Bess) Hoggarth and Miss Ruth Cluff of Seaforth and by eight grandchildren. Funeral services were held at the ' M.D. Smith funeral home Woodstock on September 10 at 2 p.m. conducted by Rev. Ross Bailey of Chalmers United Church of which Mr. Cluff had been a member. Dr. Douglas H. Stewart of St. Andrews Presby- terian Church Toronto and a life long friend of Mr. Cluff assisted in the service. Interment followed in Oxford Memorial Park Cemetary. RAYMOND JOHN PEPPER Raymond John Pepper, 59, - R. R s5s Clinton ;+ died at his residence on September 3. Boin in Stanley Township he attended school there and in Clinton and farmed in the township. He is survived by his widow, the former Grace Dalrymple, to whom he was married in Brucefield in 1948 and by sons Jack H. Pepper and Rod L. Pepper, both of R.R. 5, Clilnton and by daughters, Milda of Ottawa and Janice of. R.R.5, Clinton, Vera, Mrs. Frank McGregor and Cleta, Mrs. John McGregor of Clinton. The remains were bequeathed to medical science. MRS. ALMA F. COWAN Mrs. Alma F. Cowan died in Detroit on September 3, 1975. The former Alma F. Fisher, she was a daughter of the late Joseph and Ellen Fisher of Seaforth. She was 90. Until five years ago when she moved to a convalescent home in Detroit she had resided with a daughter Helen, Mrs. Robert C. Stockton at 15144 Grandville, Detroit 48223. She is survived by her daughter. She was predeceased by brothers Joseph, Dwight and Louis Fisher and by a son Edward Cowan. Funeral services were conducted September 6 from Ross B. Northrop & Son funeral home, Detroit, conducted by Rev. Raymond W. Lumley of Monteith Memorial Presbyterian , Church. Interment followed in Grand Lawn Cemetery. ROBERT JOYNT A long time Seaforth resident Robert Joynt died in Stratford General Hospital on Tuesday. He was 83.. He had been in poor health for some time. Born in the Seaforth area he had lived here all his life and for a number of years was employed in Seaforth furniture factories. He was custodian of Seaforth Public School prior to his retirement ten years ago. He is survived by his widow the former Lillie Pethick and by a daughter Miss Ruth Joynt of Toronto. A son Leo predeceased him. Funeral services will be conducted Thursday, September 18 at 2 p.m. from the Whitney- Ribey Funeral Home by Rev. E.: G. Nelson of First Presbyterian Church. Interment will follow in Maitlandbank Cemetery. Seaforth girl runs program in Nevi Brunsvgjck Seaforth native Alice Bannon was featured in a photo in the Moncton, New Brunswick ,Times and Transcript recently. Alice, who is the daughter of Mr. and Mrs.Peter Bannon, Centre St., is therapeutic co-ordinator for Moncton's Recreation and Parks Department. She organized a five week recreation program for handicapped children, with funding from a provincial Department. of Youth grant, and hopes to repeat the program next summer. She is quoted as saying that the project was a fine way to mark the 100th anniversary of the city of Moncton. 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TPASEPTEMBER 18 Sugar and Spice by Bill Smiley B --..14E4411.04ndittiCciONT Apgisteo.dRetkOmePtilonitinim Income Tax 0,edueiehle Reglelekeed 6 ItOccni,*A1240 "I'°P4EPi;ESNITSP Co Sun Life ASurs:inc n mpciry of can° • TEMPIIONg ;27.9410 117 GODERICH lig4,010/1. E) "I wonder what the poor people, are, doing today?" murmured my fishing mate, as we lay back on a bed of rnqss, our bellieS stuffed with fried fillet of pickerel, looked up at a huge blue sky and lit a cigarette. We had just finished a shore dinner, prepared by our guide, and had nothing in the world to do but have a little rest and go back and catch some more fish. No wives nattering, children squabbling, telephone ringing, tires squealing, newspapers blatting headlines. No decisions to make; disputes to handle, compromises to make, people to get sorted out, problems to solve. It may not be paradise, but Northern Saskatchewan makes a pretty fair approxi- mation to it, if you like fishing, and cleah air,and a complete lack of tension, noise and „ "pollution. Some of the weekly newspaper people had elected to go on a fishing trip in some of the best fishing country in the world. It was like asking a boozer to go on a wine-tasting trip through Southern France. We were guests of the Saskatchewan Department of Tourism and Renewable Resources, quite a mouthful. And fine hosts they were. They supplied transportation, accommodation, boats and guides. All we had to buy was our food. Don't ever tell me again that Saskatchewan means endless miles of prairie. More than half the province makes up some of the most striking wilderness in Canada, thousands of square miles of lakes and forest. And theyre not just bragging about that fishing. I had read of it, and seen some of it on television. It's real. Time and again you'll see two, or even three people in one boat, all with a fish on the line. Some of the fish-hogs from Ontario were literally hysterical after half a day's fishing. It begins like this. The guide takes you out to a spot, and you troll slowly. In five minutes you've caught a pike that would have delighted you back home. "Better throw it back. Let him grow up," mutters the guide, laconically. You are ready to clutch that four-pound pike to your breast and cry, tearfully: "Nobody's gonna get this baby away from me." Too late. The guide has unhooked the fish and let-it swim away. In the next- 10 minutes, you've thrown back four, about the same size. Suddenly, your fishing partner ties into a good one, and with a lot of reel-screeching and general excitement, he lands one about nine pounds. "Yea, we'll keep dat one. He's not bad," says the guide gloomily. And so on. Same with pickerel. If you hit a hot spot, you can "fill up," that is, catch your quota for the day, in, half an hour. Quotas are generous, and there ar e no fewer than 12 species of game fish in the province. So much for the fishing. It's so good that a four-year-old chimpanzee or an 84 year-old senile grandmother could catch fish. I know,. I caught one over nine pounds. He was only seven when we netted him, but he's been growing steadily since. Aside from the fishing, there is the magnificent feeling of being away from it all. Miles and miles and miles of clean water and thousands of acres of bush, arid little old you right in the middle of it. Most of the northern lakes have only a few outfitters located on them, and the government, to cheers from me, is not leasing more shore property. Without government intervention, I can see these beautiful, lonely lakes ravaged by motor- boats, ringed with cottages. and soggy with pollution in a very few years. . With 20-odd assorted bodies, men, women and children, and a most congeniar group we were, I was dropped off, after a bone-rattling, seven-hour bus ride , at Jan Lake. We were all pretty pooped, and I hit the jackpot. It was my first experience of that renowned western hospitality. My hostess, Mrs. Jean Martin, showed me to a fine, modern, log cabin,' completely outfitted with everything including indoor waterworks and sleeping room for eight. I had it all to myself. It was like walking deep into the jungle and being shown to a room at the Ritz. The Martins couldn't do enough for me. They don't serve food at their camp (you cook your own) but insisted I eat all my meals with them, and refused any payment. Garnet, the husband, and Bernard No. 1 son, fixed me up with a cap, a jacket, a fishrod and tackle, and Mrs. Martin insisted on making a shore dinner for me. Highlight of my whole trip, perhaps, was an hour's flight over the area, at fairly low level, with Bernard Martin at the controls. He flies an ancient but sturdy Aeronca, and it was my first flight in a small , light aircraft for many , a year. My wife would have had a stroke if she'd seen her old boy climb into that. It was quite a thrilling flight, with a view of lakes and islands as far as you could see. It was made even more exciting by the facts that I had no parachute, there was only one engine, there was no place to land if the motor conked , except on a lake. And we had no pontoons. One other circumstance made the whole trip a good one. My fishing companion was Barry Wenger of Wingham, a friend of 25 years. It was just by accident we were thrown together, but I was glad. There's nothing quite so harrowing as spending two days in a boat with someone who gets on your nerves. Barrie and I had a great time, ,talking about our grandchildren, and agreeing that we get bigger fish than. this back on the Bruce Peninsula.