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LETTER OF APPRECIATION
Re Christmas Seals
The following letter speaks for
itself. Mr. Pryde was abairman of
the local committee:
Mr. Thomas Pryde,
Exeter, Ontario,
Dear Mr. Pryde;
I am desired by Colonel Ibbot-
son Leonard, President of the Lon
don Health Association, Mr. Arthur
R. Ford, Chairman, and the hiem-
bers of the Christmas Seal Com
mittee of Queen Alexandra Sanator
ium, to express their deepest grati
tude to you, the members of the
Exeter Committee, and the people
of Exeter* and Huron County for
the splendid response to our 1940
Christmas Seal appeal.
Notwithstanding the many other
appeals this year for increased giv
ing, the seven counties of Western
Ontario, Middlesex, Lambton, Elgin,
Kent, Oxford, Perth and Huron,
contributed the sum of $16,670.99,
an increase of $2,357.16 over 1939.
{Exeter also did splendidly, re
ceipts amounting to $99.75 as
against $81.30 last year.
Our warmest thanks are also
due to the Times-Advocate, Lea
vitt’s Theatre, the Milk distribu
ting’ companies, the Boy Scouts and
all who helped make the Campaign
so great a success.
Chir earnest hope is that all in
Exeter and Huron County will avail
themselves of the services of our
Travelling Clinics which monthly
visit the Goderich Hospital, in or
der that * the spread of that devas
tating scourge, Tuberculosis, may
be curbed.
Yours sincerely, ’ ♦ •
.Francis B. Ware,. Sec.,
Christmas Seal Comm,
EXPECT PAVING TO
ALBERT ON BLUE WATER
GODERICH-—Indications are that
the Blue Water Highway from God
erich to Port Albert airport, a dis
tance of 10-miles, will be hard sur
faced as soon as the weather per
mits; although 'no announcement
has yet been made.
Department of Highways engin
eers are now on the ground making
a survey and contractor’s trucks are
laying a base of crushed gravel.
Under existing conditions, with
traffic exceptionally heavy, this
road is not only unsatisfactory blit
expensive of maintenance.
At its January session the Coun
ty Council petitioned the Govern
ment to paye the Blue Water from
Bayfield to Kincardine ahd a depu
tation waited on the minister of
highways in Toronto last Friday
asking that the stretch from For
est to Grand Bend also be paved.
Enlisted as Armorer
J. H. Scott, well-known Parkhill
grain merchant and president of
the Middlesex branch of the On
tario Crop Improvement Associa
tion, has been enlisted in the
R.C.A.F. as an armorer. A.C. 2
Scott is at present assigned to No.
1 Manning Depot, at Toronto. Dur
ing his absence, Charles A. Ban
nister, of Ailsa Craig, will be act
ing president of the Crop Improve
ment Association.
“Was- it you who said I was a
thief?” “No sir!” “Who could it
have been, then?” “Why, I’m not
the only one who knows you.”
Worry Saps
The Nervous System
Worry* over business or household
duties, sudden shock the insane
quest for pleasure, the foolish at
tempt io put a week of normal life
into twenty-four hours, feverish ac
tivity, the demand for sensational
literature are all conducive to the
aggravation of wear and tear on the
neivous system.
If you are tired, listless, nervous,
and worried why not give Milburn’s
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They ate a body building, nerve
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In A London Air-Raid Shelter
The following story was taken
from “Come Wind, Come Weather.”
written by Daphne Du Maurier,
author of “Rebecca”.
Mrs. Bromley is a Londoner born
and bred, and proud of it. She liv
es near* that famous old “pub”, the
Elephant and Castle, and has done
fco now for eight years, Her hus
band was in the fruit trade and
fought in
1914-1918 war.
just before the Armistice and came
back to her a sick man. He found
her greatly changed from the smil
ing girl he had married. Four years
of anxiety had brought lines to her
forehead that had not been there
before, and the air-raids had wok
en fears in her that she admitted to
no one, not even to him.
When he died seven years later,
he left her alone with no relatives
to help, no pension, and three child
ren to bring up in a callous, “every
man for himself” post-war world.
Mrs. Bromley was not one to give
children, and
should have
if she broke
It was then
long arduous
“charing”—sweeping of-
Flanders during the
He was wounded
way. She adored her
was determined they
every chance in life,
herself in the process,
that she started those
hours of
fices and scrubbing floors. She
would go off at eight in the morn
ing, trudge back to cook the child
ren’s dinner, and then set out
again, often not returning till half
past ten at night. It was little
wonder that she became thin and
pale and that the fight for her
children’s existence should make
possessive, jealous, even resent-
at times, as they grew older
therefore less dependent upon
love and 'care*. She had given
g in life for them, and
her
ful
and
her
up everythin;
often she felt they gave her little
in.return, they took it all for grant
ed.
It seemed to her that the final
blow came when Nellie married
against her wishes. She would not
listen to advice. She insisted on
going her own way. Mother and
daughter had many a bitter scene,
and though Mrs. Bromley knew that
young Bob was a ne’er-do-well, that
he drank, that he never kept a steady
job, Nellie went to him.
“I’ve slaved for Nellie all these
years,” Mrs. Bromley told herself.
“I’ve brought her up so, that she
could marry well and have * the
chances that I never had-—and now
it’s wasted, gone for nothing.”
She felt as though she had
all faith and meaning in life,
became thinner still, and paler,
a little more hollow-eyed.
A few months before the present
war broke out Mrs. Bromley went
to work in a new office. Scrubbing
and, cleaning was a mechani’cal pro
cess to her now, the old individual
pride in her work was a thing of
the past. She nevei’ noticed her
employers, and they nevei’ noticed
her. She was only “the char”. In
the new office, however, the people
seemed different. They stopped to
say good-morning, and treated her
as a person and not as a machine,
and even asked her if she had a
family.
One girl-typist in particular, just
about Nellie’s
first day that
fice tried to
team, “You
listen to God about our work.”
» Nothing more was said for some
time, but Mrs. Bromley, usually
sharp and on the defensive, little by
little began to relax in this new at
mosphere. She began to talk about
her life, and about her children.
She told the typist about Nellie.
Very gently, very tactfully, the
typist showed her that Nellie, too,
must have her point of view. The
possessive .mother makes the re
bellious daughter. If Mrs. Brdmley
had sympathized with Nellie instead
of scolding hei’, if she had looked
for *the best in young Bob instead of
the worst, she might have started
the young couple on the right road
to mutual happiness, instead of
making both of 'them suspicious
and resentful.
“I know and Understand,’ said'
the typist shyly, because I have
been through the same thing my
self.”
Mrs. Bromley went home from
work that day feeling strangely
moved and humble. She felt she
wanted to start all over again, and
love her children in another way.
She wanted ’to help Nellie and Bob
and the baby that was on the way.
As she turned the corner of the
street she saw a newsboy, and his
flapping, waving poster “Nazis
Massing on Bolish Frontier”. It was
the twenty-seventh day of*August,
1939.
lost
She
and
age, told her on the
the staff in the of-
work together as a
see,” she said, “we
$ * #
The first year of the present war
passed, and Mrs. Bromley was still
working in the office in the West
End, She was happier and more
cheerful than she had been the year
before, in spite of rationing, and
black-outs, and the rise in prices,
“It’s because the family seem clos
er to me, somehow,” she told the
typist. “NOW I’ve Stopped nagging
at them and worrying about them,
they come and tell me things of
their Own accord. Funny, isn’t it?
As for Bob-well, we Seem to get-
on better now. Nellie loves him >
and he loves her, that’s the main
I
*
shouldn’t be silly, but he’s the im
age of my husband all over again.”
“So your troubles are solved?”
smiled the typist.
“Looks like it,” said Mrs. Brom
ley-
And then the air raids started,
Mrs. Bi'Qmley’s street near the
Elephant and Castle was among the
first to be hit. That night she and
the boys went to a crowded shelter
under a warehouse, The noise of
the exploding bombs was terrifying,
The people were huddled together,
men, women and children. One or
two women became hysterical and
the babies cried. The old terrors
of the last war were born again, as
Mrs. Bromley listened to the
bombs, her heart thumping, her
mind distracted. She felt helpless,
frightened, there was nothing she
could do. If a bomb fell directly
on the warehouse they would all
be caught, like rats in a trap.
Next morning she arrived at the
office, white
friendly typist
brought her a
had passed a
She seemed unshaken. *
Mrs. Bromley told her what
had suffered and told her how
old fears of the last war had crowd
ed upon her once again.
“If I have to go through many
more nights like that, I shall put
an end
ately,
One
of the
some from districts as badly bomb
ed as the Elephant. They all had
a smile for Mrs. Bromley, and a word
of encouragement. She began to
get back her balance. She turned
to ’the little typist, Nellie’s contem
porary. “How do you keep
calm?” she said. “What is it
do? I want to be the same.”
The typist smiled, “I only
God to take care -of my fears
worries, my family, my home,
my whole life. And when I’ve
en myself completely I know He
won’t let me down. He will ’tell me
what to do.”
“Would He tell me too?” asked
Mrs. Bromley doubtfully, “I’ve nev
er been one for church and such
like, maybe God wouldn’t take no
notice of me.”
“Why not try, to-night?” said the
typist.
“Maybe I will, Miss,” said Mrs.
Bramley, “maybe I will.”
It was just, after half-past• nine
when the siren wailed. Mrs.
Bromley’s first instinct was ’to cry
out and rush to the door. Then
she remembered her conversation
of the afternoon. She sat down, and
prayed for the first time for many
years.
“Please, Lord,” she said, “show
me what to do.”
For a moment she was aware of
nothing but her own beating heart,
and the screaming siren, and then
the sound died away, and a still
ness took its place. She felt calm
er, steadier, and a thought came
into her mind. ’“I must collect the
boys and go quietly to the shelter at
the end of the street. Never mind
about myself. Other people are
frightened. I must help them. The
babies were terrified last night. If
the wardens moved them into that
' inner room of the shelter they would
sleep soundly, away from the noise
of the grown-ups.”
Mrs. Bromley got up, and put on
her overcoat, and slung her gas
mask over her shoulders. “I’m not
afraid,” she thought triumphantly,
“I’m not afraid.”
The boys joined her, and Nellie
and the baby, and they went to the
shelter. The first thing Mrs. Brom
ley did was to put hei’ idea about
the babies to the two wardens.
“That’s a brain-wave, Missus,” said
one of them, “we’ll get it done right
away, before Jerry starts his
sense.”
The babies were moved,
Bromley helping the mothers,
^vhen they were settled comfortab
ly, the.first bombs began to fall.
“We. can make a cheerier sound
than that,” said Mrs. Bromley,
“What about one of the good old
Cockney songs to start off?” Soon
the whole pgi’ty were Swinging out
“Pack up your troubles in your old
kitbag”, Song after song echoed
through the Shelter; then Mrs.
Bramley struck up one of the old
hymns, and It was as they were
finishing that the crash came. The
lights went out. A girl started
screaming, and there was a rush for
the exit. One of the wardens shout
ed from above, “All right, don’t
move, anyone. A bomb has hit one
wing of the warehouse, Don’t
move, I say.”
Mrs. Bromley held the screaming
girl in her arms. “Don’t he afraid,”
she said, “God’s looking after us
whatever happens/’
Slowly tho chatter and hubbub
died away, The girl ceased crying.
Someone in the • shelter produced
two candles and a box of matches.
There was something reassuring in
the tramp Of feet above’ the shel
ter and the wardens calling dlrec-
tiorfs.
Mrs, Bromley, who had looked
into the inner room, came back
smiling. “The babies are all sound
asleep/’ she said. The faces stared
thing. And than balky-™-well,
know he’s my grandson and
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Phone 38-3 Granton, Ont,
back to her ip the dim candle-light..
“Thank God,
oddly jerky and strained
was silence, and then away in
distance, high and steady,, the
Clear sounded.
The Elephant and Castle has
bombings since then. Every
for a month at least one
has fallen within a hundred
of Mrs. Bramley and hei*
Every morning she goes up
said a man, his voice
There
the
All-
had
£IQN
1
I
and shaken,
made her rest,
cup of tea. She
wretched night,
The
and
too
but
she
the
to myself,” she said desper
by one the other members
firm arrived at the office,
so
you
ask
and
and
giv-
non-
Mrs.
and
■'I
many
night
bomb
yards
home.
from hei’ shelter into the crisp air
wondering if her house still stands,
Bdt she is not afraid. “We're none
of us going to give way, not down
our street,
the office,
proof and
Yes, and
Some silly
pamphlets,
all right.
‘“Go on.
in the same boat this' war.
get bombs on Buckingham Palace
same as we do here, The King and
Queen have to trust in God, and
that’s what we’re doing at the Ele
phant and Castle.’
“And
typist, ‘
up he'll
where,
the world wonT stop just because of
that, and if it’s my turn to go West
—why, 'there’ll be work for me
somewhere alongside of my Jim, I
know that.”
When the typist passed down, the
passage five minutes later, just af
ter -the first siren of the day had
sounded, she saw Mrs. Bromley
with a pail of soapy water with a
gigantic scrubbing brush starting
work on the long flight of stone
steps that led from the basement
to the attic. Her hair was screwed
back, and hei1 mouh was pursed.
Those steps were going to be clean-’
ed and cleaned as they had never
been cleaned' before.
She began to hum, “There’;
ways be an England.”
’ she told the typist at
“our shelter is bomb
panic-proof these days,
propaganda-proof, too.,
chaps came round with
but we saw them off
I told them, ‘we’re all
They
anyway," she added to the
'even if my house is blown
find a place for me some-
His plan for the family and
'11 al-
Mrs. Garnet
has returned
Mr. Hiram
WINCHELSEA °
Mrs. Sherwood Brock spent a few
days last week with her daughter,
Mrs. Goldwin Glenn of Brinsley.
Mb- and Mrs. Harry Murch and
family of Elimville spent Saturday
evening with Mr. and
Johns.
Mrs. Jack Delbridge
home after nursing
Shapton of Exeter.
Mr. and Mrs. Jack Kirkland and
Malcolm, of Thames Road, Mr. and
Mrs. S. J. Pym, of Elimville visit
ed on Sunday with Mr. and Mrs.
George Davis.
Miss Joy Whitlock, of St. Thom
as, spent a couple of days the past,
week with her sister, Mrs. Free
man Horne. <
Quite a number of the ladies of
this community attended the show
er held at Miss Dorothy Johns home
for Miss Ina Ford, bride-elect.
Quite an enjoyable evening wa:
spent on Monday night of last week
when the neighbors of Mr. and
Mrs. Sherwood Brock gathered at
their home to celebrate their twen
ty-fifth wedding anniversary. The
evening was* spent in cards and
dancing. Lunch was -served
ladies.
Mr. and Mrs. Sherwood
visited with Mr. and Mrs.
The monthly meeting of the Zion
Mission Circle was held at the home
of Mrs. Angus EarJ, The meeting
was -opened by singing hymn 500,
followed by a prayer by Jean Brock,
The minutes and roll call were read
and adopted. The business was dis
cussed, followed by the worship
service- Rybin 6 0,5 was then sung*.
The study book, “Linking, East and
West” was given by Alma Ratg. Ha
zel Hern then sang a solo, Hymn
502 was sung followed by the Na
tional Anthem, The meeting was
closed by the Mizpah benediction.
Miss LaUrene Hern spent Sunday
at her home.
Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Dickenson
and family, Mr. and Mrs, William
Stewart, Mr. George Stewart and
Miss Hazel Stewart visited on Sat
urday with Mr. and Mrs. Warren
Brock.
Mr, and Mrs. Ross Hern visited
on Tuesday with Mr, and Mrs. Chas.
Kerslake, of Exeter.
Mr. and Mrs, Malcolm Spence
visited on Sunday with the latter’s
parents,. Mr, and Mrs. Melville
Hern.
Mrs. Harold Hern spent Saturday
and Sunday with her parents, Mr.
and Mrs. ’George Earl of Exeter.
Miss Marion Parkinson visited
with Mr. and Mrs, Melville Hern
last week.
The Community Club was held on
Friday evening’. The meeting was
opened bsr singing "O Canada”. Ar
thur Hern read the Community Pa
per followed by a dialogue by Mrs.
Alvin Pym and Mrs. Wes. Jacques.
The school 'children sang and Anna
Brock recited; Hazel Hern sang a
solo, after which Miss Alma Ratz
spoke on the subject “What the
Teacher Expects of the Parents”.
Mr. William Johns, of Elimville,
followed Miss Ratz, speaking on
“What the Community Expects of
the Teacher." Both of the spea
kers were very interesting. Lloyd
Cowdry ’ gave a recitation; Mrs.
Thomas Hern and Mrs. Clare Towl
gave a guitar selection, followed by
a dialogue. The Committee then
gave a number; Ernest Knowles
rendered a mouth organ selection.
Sides were chosen and a spelling
bee was held. The business was
discussed, after which lunch was
served. The next meeting will be
held on March 28th.
War Savings Promises
The number of *pledges reported
In the War Savings Campaign up
to Saturday, February 22nd, are as
follows:
Bruce County
Chesley ............................
Kincardine ................■......
Lucknow .............
•Mil dm ay ........................
Paisley ...... ....................
Port Elgin .......................
Southampton ............
Teeswater ........ ................
Walkerton ..................
Wiarton ...........................
Tara .......... .......
Two centres unreported,
Huron County
Brussels ..............,..........
Clinton ...........................
Exeter .......................... .
Goderich .........................
Hensall ................... ........
Seaforth „.X....?...............
Wingham ..............,...........
'Zurich .............................
Two centres unreported.
Perth County
Listowel
Milverton s
Mitchell ..
St. Marys
Stratford „.
.1,046
445
212
., 85
Ill
„ 396
.. 300
205
,. 670
360
96
46
256
370
546
322
374
218
126
.. 338
.. 456’
.. 305
.. 810
.,.3,642
Auntie: ‘‘When I was a child,I
was told that if I made ugly faces,
Little Pam-
say you
I would stay like it.”
ela: “Well, you can’t
weren’t warned, Auntie.”
* * *
Motorist: “I had the
way when this man ran
yet you say I was to blame.” Cop:
“You certainly were.” Motorist:
“Why?” Cop: ‘^Because his father’s
the mayor, his brother’s the chief,
of police, and I’m engaged to his
sister.”
right of
into me,
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new energy, allows proper nourishment to reach,
your Hood, When your liver gets out of order*
food decomposes ip your intestines. You be
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For over 35 years thousands have won prompt
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UNFORTUNATB MISHAR
■ GAUSES LOSS OF EYE
An unfortunate accident- befell
Mrs. Harold Smith, Water St,
St. Marys, Monday evening, costing*
her the loss of her left eye. Mrs*.
Smith was bending over to adjust
the wall chain which regulates the
furnace, when her head struck the
back of a chair. Either the impact
or pressure from the ed'ge of her
glasses caused her left eye ball to
be cut; A doctor was hastily sum
moned and she was removed to
the Stratford General Hospital,
Medical examination showed it
would be impossible to save her
eye. The same evening she under
went an operation for its removal,
She is reported to be doing veyy
well.—St. Marys Journal-Argus.
An Antitoxin for War Rumors
If your lips would keep from slips,
Five things observe with care:
To whom you speak, of whom you
speak,
And how, and when, and where.
The funeral of the late Mrs. Alex
ander Watson, of St. Marys, a for
mer resident of Avonbank, was held
Friday of last week, The deceased
was in her 82nd year.
THERE’S A
¥ TRADE
Sun-
4
HEVRQLET
by the
Brock
Luther
Rowcliffe of near Exeter on
day.
-Mr. and Mrs. Albert Scott
Audrey, of Farquhar, Mr.
Mrs. Ray Fletcher, R(onald
Norma spent Friday evening
Mr. and Mrs. Clarence Fletcher.
with
and Mrs. A. F. Hess and son
Miss Ethel Hess and Mr. 'and
George Hess were at South
Ind., where they attended the
ZURICH
Mr. Oscar Klopp, of Zurich,
turned home last week following his
recent operation in London. Mrs.
Mary Stephen, of Hillsgreen, also
underwent an operation in London.
Mr.
Fred,
Mrs.
Bend,
funeral of the former’s Sister, Mrs.
Q. Taggart (nee Elizabeth Hess).
Charles Bossenberry a former re
sident of Zurich, died recently at
Vancouver B.C. For many years
he lived at Calgary. He is surviv
ed by his widow, the former Bella
Lehman, of Zurich, two sobs, and
two daughters.
Miss Margaret Hey, who has been
at London for some time, spent last
week at her home here. She left
the latter part of the week to com
mence her new duties with the Bell
Telephone Company of that city
$50.01 FOR WAR VICTIMS
Hockey fans attending the Sea
forth-Waterloo game in Seaforth
on Wednesday night contributed
$519.01 to the British War Victims’
Fund. The collection Was arrang
ed by E. C. Boswell and during the
second Intermission a blanket was
carried around the ice by Mr. Bos
well, X G, Mullen, Dr. F, “
ely,
into
ed»
X Bech-
J. A, Stewart and J. F. Daly,
which eontributl-ohs wore toss-
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