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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1942-04-09, Page 3
THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE Thursday, April Sth, 1843 from fired muscles under gentle rubbing with Minard's, the 6Ckyoar-old remedy lor muscle strain, stiff or aching jqintB, Bpraina, twists and rheumatio pains. Rub the pain away with Minard’s! It’agreaso- lees; has no lips pleasant odor; dries quickly. Colds and ordinary Bore throat are relieved by it. Sore feet rejoice . ill its penetrating effective ness. Get a bottle al your druggist’s today. Keep it handy. 130 SHIPKA Miss Mildred Hicks is spending {her vacation at her home at Gen- • tralia. t Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Keys visited I on Saturday last with relatives in ! Sarnia. I Miss Alma Fatz, of Zion, is spend ing the. Easter vacation at her home here. • A missionary reading was given by Miss Lila Finkbeiner at the Sun- • day school last Sunday,| Mr. and Mrs. Wilfred Des jar dine I attended the Desjardine-Hord wed ding at Arkona on Saturday after noon. Mr. Borden Schroeder and friend, of Windsor, and Mr. and Mrs. Ernie Perry, of Exeter, spent Sunday at the home of Mr. L, Schroeder. Mr. and Mrs, A. Dinsdale, of Parkhill, and Miss Gertrude Dins dale, of London, visited on Sunday last at the home of Ml", and Mrs. Earl Fatz. Mi*, and family, of Mrs, Glen Southern Ireland, Green and Neutral, Lives in Constant Fear of Invasion This is the 15th in ft series of stories about a trip to London and return, taken by a" group of Canadian newspaper men at the invitation of the British Govern* ment* It is written by Hugh Templin, who represented the Canadian Weekly Newspapers Association. BRENKOLT—-BOSS A charming Easter wedding of Wide interest was solemnized in S. Water St. Baptist church, Galt, Saturday, April 4th, at 3.30 p.m. when Margaret Sarah Ross, daugh ter of Mrs. J. C. Ross, Galt, became the bride of Harold William Bren- kolt, son of Mr, and Mrs. J. Bren- kolt, of Mr. Hensail, Easter flowers. was at the console for the wedding music and the soloist. Miss Olive Hostettler sang “I Love Only Thee”. Rev. Alfred Price, of Orillia, was the officiating minister. Given in marriage by her uncle, Mr. Har old Ross, the lovely bride was charming in a floor-length gown of ©ink sheer with long net veil, and her headdress was a corqnet of sea shells. The bridal attendants were Miss Gladys Culley, of Ottawa, wear ing floor-length daffodil yellow with matching hat trimmed with violets. Miss Inez Durham, Ottawa, gowned in floor-length aqua mar ine, with hat trimmed with pink gardenias. Mr. Claude Schaefer, of Kitchener, was groomsman, and the ushers were Mr. Herbert Telfer, Brantford * and Mr. Wm. Kamiska. Following the ceremony the. recep tion was held at the home of the bride’s grandfather, 30 Bond St., Galt. For their wedding trip the ■bridal couple motored to Toronto ' and points 'east, the bride travel ling in a navy crepe suit dress, with pink -and navy accessories, plaid coat, flowered hat, and silver fox fur. Mr. and Mrs. Brenkolt will re side at 36 Cameron St. S., Kitchen er. Guests were present- from London, 'Ottawa, Orillia, Hamilton, Galt, Kitchener, Hensail. Attend ing from Hensall were Mr. J> W. Ortwein, Mr. and Mrs.^ James A. Paterson, aunt and uncle of groom. • Also present were Mr. 'ton Ortwein and Mrs. Lloyd wein, London; Lloyd Ortwein, N.V.R., Esquimalt, B.C. of Kitchener, and grandson . and Mrs. J. W. Ortwein, of The altar was banked with lilies and other spring Miss Ethelwyn Dawson the Mil- Ort- R.C. HARPLEY vis- Mrs. Rev, L, H. 4 Mrs. George Clarke and Thedford, and. Mr, and Brenner and family, of Grand Bend, visited on Sunday last with Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Sweitzer. A special Easter and communion service was held in the United church oil Sunday last. Turner, the pastor, was in charge and sang a solo, “That Stranger of Galillee.” Ladies’ Aid Meeting The regular meeting of the Ladies’ Aid was held on Thursday after noon last at the home of Miss P. Keys. The meeting opened by singing hymn “There is a Green Hill Far Away” and prayer by Rev,' Turner. Scripture lesson was read by Mrs. Matt Sweitzer. Roll was called and the secretary-treasurer’s reports were given. Several cards of thanks were read, after which an Easter program was given: A ■paper by Miss P. Keys, entitled “The Miracle of Spring”; duet by Rev. and Mrs. L. Turner; instru mental by Mrs. Milton Fatz and an Easter talk by Rev. Turner. Lunch was served by the hostess and the meeting closed by singing a hymn and the National Anthem. the . on Sunday. 'Communion was held ’ when five girls the church. and Mrs. Howard Kerslake and St. Mr. and for- and Ada last Mr. and MrA Herb Harlton ited on Sunday with Mr. and Joseph Hickey. Mr. and Mrs. Stan Keyes Geraldine and Misses May and odgins, all of Toronto, visited week-end at Mr. Mansel Hodgins’. Mr. and Mrs. Ross Love are mov ing to their new fai'm at Shipka this week. Mrs. Charlie Haskett, of Lucan, visited with the Sherritt brothers last week. Mr. and Mrs. Isaac Bestai’d and family attended the wedding of her brother on Saturday. Corporal Hardy and Mrs. Hardy, Helen and Frank, of Hagersville, spent the week-end with Mr. Man sell Hodgins. ZION Miss Alma Ratz is spending Easter holidays at her home. Mr. Charles Hern left on Monday for his home in Saskatchewan. Bobby Kerslake is visiting with Mr. and Mrs. Melville Hern. Mr. and Mrs. George Earl, of Exeter, visited in the community on Sunday. Shirley and Jim Dickinson spent the week-end with ; their cousin, Jean Brock. Mrs. H. Kyle, of Exeter, visited with Mr. and Mrs. E. Hern on Fri day and Saturday. Easter service was held in Zion church service joined Mr. spent Sunday evening with Mr. Mrs. James Earl. Mr. 'William Stephens, of Thomas, spent Saturday with and Mrs. E. Hern. Mr. and Mrs. Everard Miller Freddie spent Sunday with the mer’s parents, at Thames Road. W.M.S. Meets The April meeting of the W.M.S. was held in the Zion School on Thursday night. The men were in vited. The ©resident, Mrs. Warren Brock, took charge of the meet ing. Hymn “O God Our Help in Ages Past” was sung followed by a prayer by Rev. Laing. The Lord’s Prayer was repeated in unison and Mrs. Harold Hern gave the secre tary’s report; Mrs. Helviile Hern gave a reading, “Christ is Risen”; six of the young girls sang “The Old Rugged Cross”, followed by a reading by Ross Hern. Rev. Co.ok, of Granton, the guest speaker for the evening, gave a very interest ing address. Hazel Hern then sang “Carry Me Back to Calvary’s Mountain”, Marjorie Earl and Mrs. Edgar Baker played a piano duet and the offering was received. The Easter service “Fear Not” was read. The meeting was followed by a. quiz program and contests. Lunch was served at the close. * •«?»/fireproof » HOTELS LOCATED »tASV An editor of a paper was inter viewing* an applicant for a position of cub reporter, and, as editors i have always 'done, tried to give some practical advice, thermo re, a press himself is an idiot, stand me?” To which journalist replied: “Nd. tried to “And fur* man who Cannot ex So as to be understood Now, do you urider- ' Every day of the six weeks or more spent away from home seem ed to provide something new and different, but nothing was quite so unexpected as a two-day holiday id neutral Eire, or Southern Ireland. It was not by choice of mine. I would rather it had been Scotland, but in this short, peaceful interlude in the only part of the Empire which stays neutral, was not only inter esting, but I tlook back on it with pleasure. It was a Tuesday afternoon when I left London, along with seven other 'Canadian editors. Our hosts put us on the train and bade us good-bye, sending ius away with more presents-—this time envelopes with enlarged pictures of ourselves during opr travels in England. That night was never to be for gotten. Two huge German land mines floated down out of the air and arrived in Bournemouth at the same time as we did. The exper ience has' been discussed more fully in another of these stories. I was up early the next morning, having slept fairly well on a mat tress on the floor, in spite of the rasping sound of shovelling broken plate glass off the streets in the darkness. There was some diffi culty about shaving in a bathroom full of broken glass and with only a dribble of cold, rusty water from one tap, but the lady manager of the wrecked hotel had her staff well enough organized to give me the best breakfast I had while in Britain. The British Overseas Airways car picked me up at the hotel and drove through the streets of stores with out glass in the windows and past. English cottages looking out on the Channel, to Poole. The next morning, while under-; going one more lengthy customs examination near’ the docks at Poole, the air raid sirens began to looked on Air raids parts, and as many But I did not share their idea that these few Canadians were important enough for the Germans ■to send over raiders just to get us, Still, it did add a bit of excitement to be going out in a trim m'otor boat, through the waters of Poole Harbor, dodging the seaplane traps and mine fields, to where the wing ed battleship of the air, the Short Sunderland flying boat,"“Champion” rode at anchor. In the draw for seats, I landed in what meat in a gage was comfortable, and the steward came and served an excellent meal on light plastic dishes. But we flew for two hours and over what is probably some most interesting scenery, nothing at all were painted over with thick black paint I hadn’t realized, on the trip from New York to Lisbon to England, how difficult it is war-time Europe. Was little short of learned later, the had waved aside the difficulties on that trip. The return voyage wasn’t quite so easy. As I sat alone in. the spar compartment of the huge “Cham pion,” I read a little booklet is sued to wartime travellers by the British Overseas Airways, and mar velled that I had got out of Eng land at all. Dur good ship would refuel in Ireland and then take off for Portugal. The next morning I would be in Lisbon and by Sunday I I buses waited out- thing unusual' was company printed in English and the! of the Gaelic lan- then did I realize “we in two languages of twenty miles to were to spend, the wail again. .The natives us with some suspicion, had been scarce in those this was the second in days. was called the spar compart- of the ship. I was all alone fair-sized room, full of bag- and sacks of mail. The seat though a half of the I saw the two windows to travel around Ih 'a way that miraculous, as I British Council but when the examination took place, it was brief and informal. Men in green put a few chalk marks on my brief case and club bag, al ready decorated with an imposing array of airline stickers and of ficial seals. They made one more entry in my passport, None of u$ knew that we were to stay overnight in Ireland instead of going on to Lisbon. When an official broke the news, we did not like it. The countryside was green enough, but uninviting. Two modern side. The only the name of the two languages, strange old text guage. Not till ■that Southern Ireland was be-ling- ual. “Sure,’1 says an Irishman, can be illiterate now!” It was a drive Adare, where we night, but the roads were winding and narrow, with walls along each side, and plenty of stones still left in the fields. The tiny, white washed cottages were picturesque but poor. By the time we pulled into Adare, the speedometer must, have indicated 30 miles at least. Late that night, I walked with B.' K. Sandwell and the constable of Adare, past a thatched cottage, past an old Norman tower, now part of a Catholic church, past ancient trees with six-foot trunks, and on down the'main street of the village. The chief was full of Irish lore and a bit of a poet. He said that Adare was the most beautiful village in the whole world. Probably lie’s right. A Strange and Ancient People . I went to Ireland with a preju dice against the country. I had just come from England, where the people were fighting for their very lives and for the freedom of the world. Here, next door, was Ire land, not only neutral but refusing even the use of ports to fight sub marines. Yet these Irish still en joyed the privileges of Empire. I came away with the feeling that Ireland is beautiful and the Irish people are kindly, hospitable, but beyond the understanding of a Canadian with Scottish blood. Here in Sweet Adarer^ttie Irish people did not seem to 'understand what was going on in the. world today. They lived in the far past. One might have thought that Cromwell had come that way. just last year and laid waste the old Black Abbey and the Franciscan Abbey and the White Abbey, not forgetting Des mond Castle, down by the stone bridge over the river. Of course, De Valera boasts that Ireland will defend itself against any attack, from any source. It’s rath er pitiful. Down by the bridge there were some tank traps. At least, that was evidently what they were intended to be. A Bren gun carrier might have some difficulty knocking them down; a driver of a medium tank would hardly no tice them. In the. last two weeks in Eng land, the army had been on man oeuvres. The sight was impressive. In Ireland, too, the army held man oeuvres. Word had been sent to Adare to have food enough on hand on Friday for a couple of battalions, The follow- ____ -There Asked why they Friday, the colonel that day, so they exercises. Appar- drew up in front of a picturesque inn,. The Dunraven Anns, the sign said. What a tiny hamlet like Adare did with was something I learned that Dunraven and time to accommodate his hunting parties. Now it houses the.passen gers flying over the broad Atlantic. In the pages of its register there are many famous names. The inn was comfortable and. not too mod ern. Its lounge was full of easy chairs and chesterfields. Sitting in front of a peat fire, waiting for af ternoon tea and cakes, one could talk who and with that prised to meet a young American pilot, now taking planes across the Atlantic, who was quite familiar with the landmarks of my own little town of Fergus. He had flown over it often. * « I don’t suppose anything so lovely as Adare “just happened”. I sus pect that many Earls of Dunraven poured the profits of their Welsh mines into this village. I know that they rebuilt two of the ancient ab beys, presenting one to the Cathol ics, and the other to the Anglicans, And they laid out their “demesne” so that there were views down elm- lined streets and past thatched cot tages, with honeysuckle growing up the walls. I even suspected that the old thatched cottage that stood directly across the way from the inn could never have attained that appearance of extreme age and yet be so well kept without being plan ned that way. Whether the cottage was old or not, there were plenty of authen tic ruins. The ancient stone bridge ■over the Maigue river had been there for six hundred years or more, i No two matched vature, through Beside the river, just upstream from the bridge, were the ruins of Desmond Castle. I liked them .best of all. In the library of the inn, I found a book with the plans of the castle, dating back to about 1100. From jnside those walls, many a Fitzgerald or Desmond sallied forth to terrorize the countryside. Enough is left to be able to see all the rooms of the old castle, with the help of Lord Dunraven’s little signs on the wall, and the use of a bit of imag- a large inn like that of a mystery until it belonged to Lord was used in peace* With ferry pilots, with men knew Bagdad and Singapore could compare their airfields LaGuardia and Croyden, Ip little Irish village I was sur- of its seven arches quite the others in size or cur- though they had stood centuries. Troublesome Might Coughs Are Hard on the System It’s the cough that sticks; the cough that ia hard to get rid of: the cough accompanied by a tickling in the throat that causes the wve and throat wracking trouble that keeps you awake at night. Dr. Wood’s Norway Fine Syrup helps to relieve this coughing condition by Soothing the irritated parts, the aspiring young ■ ■ this COUghing condition Dy SOOtmng we lrrnau-u pmu , ,*.loosening the phlegm and stimulating the bronchial organs, and when this is done the troublesome irritating cough may be relieved. Dr. Wood’s Norway Pine Syrup has been on the market for me past 48 years. The Trade Mark “3 Fine Trees”. n Price 35c a bottlei large family size, about 3 times as much, 60c at all drug counters. Milburn Cd,, latnltcd, Toronto, Ont. would be home in Canada—or so thought. Truly the Emerald Isle It was early afternoon when the great Ship glided down to the water so carefully that there wasn’t even a noise in the ears. I stepped out into the daylight again. We were in the estuary of the Shannon Fiver at FoynOs, Ireland. On the river bank, two hundred yards away, was a big concrete and timber pier, with a neat little cus toms hind ings cars On both sides of the river were hills, just as green as over they had been Ireland! I never launches •Airways, utes to reach land customs house seemed unnecessary. house at the land end. Be that were two or three build- where a couple of railway were being loaded with peat. described. So this was Ceased to admire the fast of the British Overseas It took only a few min- The wait in the but they did not come, ing Monday, they arrived, was no food, didn’t come on sdid it rained postponed the _ ently the Irish don’t realize yet that modern wars don’t stop because it rains. But though De Valera may speak of repelling any enemy, the people of Ireland know their danger, and admit frankly that they themselves are helpless to meet it. I talked with two mothers at the golf course, and they asked if I thought Hitler was going ‘to attack Ireland. I VGi'y One of tlicni said she had three little boys at home. The constable, a veteran of the last war, said from Southern British Active away to Dister game and forget to come bacl? And down in the village night, Grattan O’Leary, of a pure blooded Irishman third generation in Canada, in the lore and poetry of waked eloquent on our last bight in the village. He said that Hitler was the Cromwell of today, going about burning churches. I missed that speech, but I know how eloquent Grattan can be and I wasn’t sur prised that he had the men of Adare all anxious to enlist at once against this modern destroyer of religion. The Most iPietttrosqtie I have said that the village stable thought beautiful spot in statement needs The bus that ■that 150,AGO men Ireland are in the Forces. 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They give quick relief, JPilliam Tracey, Toronto, Ont, “Sick For Years* In Hospital— Now Fine" 1 had a bad case of biliousness and constant head aches and back aches. I became so ill I had to go to a hospital. Noth ing I tried would Help until!started taking Frult-a- tives. In a very short time my troubles disappeared. Now I have no more headaches or backaches and can do my housework without help. Mrs, E. Dadsori, London, Ont, ination. One rainy afternoon, I climbed to the top of the tower, looking out through the loop-holes where archers once shot their ar rows—and stories like Ivanhoe, that I hadn’t • read since high school days, came crowding back. I pluck ed a tiny fern out of a crack in the rock and put it inside an envelope in my pocket. Back home, three weeks later, I found it, all dried out, but when it was planted again, it grew. There was just one thing in Adare that didn't seem to fit in the pic ture. That was the manor house itself. It. dates back 90 years or so, and looks something like a wed ding cake. On the front wall is an inscription which went something like this: “This goodly house was built without selling or borrowing oi’ going into debt.” And fortun ately, I thought, the goodly house is well hidden from view from the rest of Adare. Perhaps, if you’re Irish, you know the poem by Gerald Griffiths: “O Sweet Adare! O lovely vale! Oh! soft retreat of sylvan splen dour! Nor summer sun nor morning gale E'er hailed -a scene more softly tender.” LOCAL NEWS Mitzi Moffatt, of Toronto, is vis iting with Patsy Hay. Mr. Orville Snell, of Strathroy, 'with his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Clar is© Snell. Maida Routledge, of Toronto, is visiting with her cousin, Ann Marie Rivers, for the Easter holidays. Tpr, Maxwell Harness, of Ottawa, spent several days with his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Elmore Harness. Miss Pillippa Harness and Tpr, William Dixon, of London, spent Sunday with them. Misses Margaret Allison, Flor ence Southcott and Alta Harvey re turned to their studies at Wester velt Business College, Tuesday, af ter spending the holidays at their homes here. Mr. J. H. Hookey was at Strath- roy Wednesday of last week visit ing his son Ronald and family. Mr. Hookey is assistant superintendent of the Sommerville factory at that place. Volunteer today! Join the Farm Service Force and help Ontario farmers produce food fo£ Vic tory. Be a Farm Cadet or a Farmerette and make a rehl contribution to Can ada’s War Effort this Summer. Hun dreds of farmers have registered their need for help already, and more are registering every day. East year more than 14,000 young men iS and up and - young women 16 and up, pitched in and lent a hand. Thousands mote are needed this year. Get full particulars from your High School Principal, Y.W.C.A., Y.M.C.A., or write On tario Farm Service Force, Parliament Bldgs., Toronto. Volunteer TODAY! CREST: Farm Service Volunteers are cut tiled to wear this distinctive Vr Crest (right) supplied on application to the Ontario Perm Service Force.