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Great Reading
WE HAVE JUST had a look-in on Bavin’s
great book, ‘The Balance Sheet of the Future’,
Mr, Bevin has done humanity a great service in
telling, first, of the appalling plight of Great Bri
tain in the days of Dunkirk. The month from
May to July was fateful beyond all telling.
Imagine the way the nations of the world thought
of her* when they urged her not to scuttle her
navy! Could her fortune have reached a lower
ebb? Yet from this zero point she rallied under
God. She called upon her sons and daughters
.to rally to the defence of liberty. For an awe
some year she stood alone) doing her bit in
simple greatness. She exercised no compulsion
upon any citizen. She made no unreasonable
claim. She paid her way in every deal and gave
full wages to every worker. She saw that no
toiler was submitted to unfair treatment. She
heartened her people. She gave them the best
shelter she could provide. She kept her eye on
the battlefield. She saw to it that no worker
suffered injustice. She guarded the health of
every worker. She proved faithful to every trust.
She cultivated no spirit of revenge. Magnanimity
marked her every effort. She sought no advan
tage in the present hour at the expense ot to
morrow’s welfare. We know the result, in part.
We recommend this book to our readers.
Outside of Holy Scripture it is the best tonic we
know for this present hour with its lights and
shadows, its hopes and its grave anxieties, and
its- bitter, bitter griefs and sore bereavements.
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That Western Front
WE HAVE heard a good deal of clamour
for a Western front in the present global
struggle. With this cry we are in sympathy. A
strong thrust on the part of the Allies on the
Western front would mean a great deal to Russia.
But that western front has opened up. What
else can mean the bombing of those German and
ether centres ? Germany cannot feel* comfort
able when her cities are being blown to smither
eens. Then what but a western front can those
■Convoys mean that are being got through with
£aid to Russia? What but a western front can
mean the food, and arms given to Greece and the
work done in the Pacific? We have no memory
of an eastern front in Britain’s trying Dunkirk
day in 1940. When the story of the recovery of
Britain is written, men will marvel that she is
where she is in this day of grace. Belgium had
withered like J onah’s gourd; France had crumpl
ed like an eggshell; Holland was no aid; Den-
«»marl< was done for. Her own military equip
ment was left behind her as booty for the Ger
mans, Her workers at home wore disorganized.
Her politicians were thrown into discard as worse
than useless. A new government had to be creat
ed. Everything had to be built, from clearing
away the rubble to the setting of every man
happily 'and fairly to work with a will to win
and the hope of conquering. But surely all this
is building a western front with a vengeance!
Navies are not built in a day. Air forces are not
brought into fighting trim by rubbing some mys
terious lamp. Yet Britain again holds a proud
place in the ranks of the world. She has opened
the Western front after it had been closed in the
darkest midnight in all her history. Het heart
aches because she is not doing more, but what
is needed she will do, Let no one have any
doubts on that point. She is not asleep. Britain
does not need to be urged to do what she has al
ready undertaken.
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Seeing a Red Light?
HITLER. IN HIS onward inarch to domina
tion of Europe, appointed a puppet premier for
Norway. This elegant gentleman forthwith set
out to exemplify German culture in that country
by knocking the church about. Bishops ' were
ruthlessly deposed and puppet creatures of Ger
man abomination put in their places. Church
people were kicked around like yellow dogs.
However, the ruffian Germans found that things
were not going well for them and the poor, craven
puppet premier was recalled to Berlin to listen
to a nice talk from his masters. Lately the
mannikin returned to Norway to tell the Nor
wegians that the church was too small a baby for
the Germans to whip. This and that offer was
made to the church, only to receive the reply
that Norwegian churchpeople would have noth
ing to do with the new offers till the German
puppet bishops had been kicked out. Well done,
Norwegian church! You "have shown Hitler a
red light,
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What An Hour May Bring Forth
HE WAS BUSY that evening with hammer
and saw, nails and ladder. He was looking af
ter odds and ends of roofing and fencing and
such duties as must be got through with if a
place is not to go backward rather than forward.
“You see,” he explained, “Em one of the young
er married men. I have a hunch that I’ll be
called to the colours soon and I'm getting every
thing into shipshape. I may be away quite a
while.”
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The Way Things Are
“Where's Tom?” we inquired the other eve
ning as the drive was on in the beet field. “He’s
out with his dad in the beet field,” the mother
replied. A fine combination, we’ll be bound.
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Preparing for Winter
GOSSIPS HAVE IT that Hitler intends hav
ing his army spend another winter in Russia. We
say another winter when we should have said
that Hitler intends having another of his armies
spend a winter in Russia, as the former army
that spent a winter in Russia has been for the
most part wiped out. General Winter knows
pretty well what to do with invading armies. We
are safe in leaving it at that, Meanwhile, as the
German armies spend the winter under the pe
culiar nurture of the bear, the United States and
Great Britain will be doing some things that are
likely to interest the world in general and Ger
many in particular.
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A? Grim Winter
THE APPROACHING winter .promises to
be terrible, not only for Germany, but for the
world. Every day we'll read of some new re
strictions being placed on our way of living. We
don't like to hear of the potato rot that has ap
peared in a good many potato patches. We
sympathize keenly with folk who must ration
their heat. Our farm women will be making too
many trips to the barn to suit us. A good many
cooks will be counting the drops of gasoline.
Our streets of a night are likely to be decidedly
dull. Social gatherings will be watched for an
exemplification of the judicious use of electric
light. Parties will be fewer and the entertain^
ment will not suffer from elaborateness. How
ever, we’re out for victory and nothing else
matters.
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Note and Comment
Those amazing Russians! •
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And those deep apple pies!
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/Hats off and three times three for* Russia!
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These are great days to say nothing and to
saw wood.
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We didn’t like the way that fat porker sniff
ed at us the other day.
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We like the way those Exetei* juiiiors are
" helping out with the farm work.
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Things are looking somewhat better in the
various “over there’s” of this terrible war,
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Brother farmers, do have a heart and let us
have some really good, juicy meat. We’re not
a bad lot, if you only knew us a little better.
Don’t tempt us too far. We may be obliged to
go out some stilly night and eat our beef on the
hoof.
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Why sigh we all and moan and wail?
Why tell we all the same sad tale?
Why fall our tears like wintry hail?
We can’t get beef.
The dog mopes round with dragging tail,
No blithesome song rides on the gale,
Our shanks are weakj our cheeks are pale—*
We can’t get beef!
A small section of the estimated 7,600 persons to witness the opening of the new $1,500,000 S. F, T. S. at Cent
ralia, referred to as the “last word in flying schools.” Here with a tower of the new school in the background
are some of the thousands who attended the official opening. From the tower in the background, direction is
given tp the airmen landing and taking off on the runways.
YEARS AGO
Mr. John Ward has purchased the
residence -of Mr. B. M» Francis on
William Street,
Gladman—Pickard — At Jam.es
Street United Church on Saturday,
October 1, 1927, Marguerite Verity,
daughter of Mr. and Mrs.* Robert
Pickard, to Melville Fowler Glad
man, B.A., of London, son of Mr,
and Mrs. F^W. Gladman, of Lon
don.
Miss Ella Kuntz has resigned her
position with Mr. C. L. Wilson and
left this week for Windsor. Miss
Grace Chambers has taken her posi
tion with Mr. Wilson.
Mr. John Hockey has purchased
the barber 'business of Mr. M. Hod-
gert and took possession on Mon
day.
Mr. W. D.,.Kress, of Walkerton,'1
has been /transferred to the Exeter
Branch /of the Canadian Bank of
Commerce.
Mr. Silas Reed, Mrs. R. N. Rowe
and Miss Reta Rowe motored to
Elkton, Wisconsin, to visit for a
few days with relatives,
Mr.' Wellington Batteip of Zion,
is moving into the residence he pur
chased -at Winchelsea from Mr. J.
■Coward.--------------------- ,
25 YEARS AGO
Mr. R. G. Seldon last week sold
his farm one mile south of town, to
Mr. ’Ed. Knight, of Usborne. The
purchase price was $10’,000.
Charles, infant son of .Mr. and
Mrs. John C. Snell, Carling Street,.
had a close call with his life on
Thursday last. Mabel was carrying
him on Mrs. Hockey’s verandah, and
in some way he slipped from her
arms to the ground, with the re
sult that he was rendered uncon
scious for an hour or more and it i
was thought the child would not re
cover. .
Mr. ,Samuel Elliott has purchased
the dwelling owned by Mr. Samuel
Beaver, the McCallum property,
near the river.. -
In a letter from Seaman Roland
Motz, who is at present with the
ROyal Navy in England, he states:
“The last time I . wrote we were
in Russia. We sure .were surprised
when we got word that, the Canad
ian government* had recalled all
her sailors. Spent nearly six weeks
in Archangels Russia, and we ar
rived in Leith,, Scotland, on August
24th1 and from there took passage
by train to ottr barracks. I went to
London on my four-day leave.”
The new three-cent Canadian pos
tage stamp is now in circulation. The
stamp consists of an engraved repro
duction of Karris’ well-known paint
ing of the Fathers of Confederation.
50 YEARS AGO
A cquple of Wingham farmers
were recently fined $5 for sending
skimmed milk to the Nixon cheese
factory.
Mr. Ed. Treble met with a pain
ful accident on Saturday last while
removing a screw from a casting,
the screw driver slipping and run
ning into his hand fully three-quar
ters of an inch.
Mr, Win. Rowden, 'reeve, has pur
chased Mr. W. H. Verity’s residence
over the river.
An exchange vouches for the fact
of a man being killed 'by lightning
while crossing the fields to borrow
his neighbor’s paper. Why not
subscribe for the Advocate.
• Looked at your label lately!
Pilot Officer Johnny. Higham,
D.’F.C., who -is sitting across the
narrow aisle from me as this is be
ing written, puts this trip down as
one of the most thrilling experiences
,pf his life. At the moment the crew,
which only a few nights ago devas
tated Saarbrucken, changed air
craft upon returning to their -base
in Great Britain, and then flew
across the Atlantic to become Can
ada’s heroes -of the hour, are high
above the clouds over Northern
Ontario. Our comfortable big Lock
heed transport is purring along, at
a speed, which Johnny tells me is.
about the same as his old Wimpy’s
(Wellington bomber) cruising speed.
This is an experience* that five
young 'Canadian airmen will never
forget. •
“A year ago we were the chaps
who were carrying rifles in a par
ade,” Flight Sergeant Carl Svein-
son remarked after Montreal had
given the group a tumultous wel
come. “Here we are today sitting
in limousines. Boy, if the other
chaps in our squadron could see us
now!”
There is one cloud on the lads’
horizon but it is not causing them
a .great deal of concern. Airmen
have a dread of being accused of
''shooting a line” which is precise
ly what there lads are being asked
to do several times a day. They
know that when andjf they.return
to their unit. . the famous “Moose
Squadron”, of the R.C.A.F., they
will be badgered unmercifully for the'
speeches they have made in Can
ada and the interviews, which have
been carried in every Canadian
paper and over the radio stations.
“Sure, we’ll take a lot of punish
ment,” admits Flight Sergeant Sig-,
gy Lee, of Minnedosa, Man., the
navigator of the group, “b,ut it’s
worth it to be able to go back there
and tell what Canada, thinks of its
flyers overseas. You can bet that
we’ll let them know how wonder
fully we were treated wherever we
went. We’ll let them know, too,
that there are many, many more air
crew teams following them over.”
It is a magnificent late summer
day. From our 4,0'00 feet we have
an almost -unbroken expanse of sun
lit clouds thick, cotton-batteny
stuff that affords omy an occasion
al glimpse of tlie dappled grey,
green and blue of the Northern On
tario wilderness helow.
Johnny Higham has just finished
telling me some more about that
raid over Saarbrucken three nights
ago. Weather, he says, is as great,
an enemy of the. Allied flyer as
enemy flak or fighters. The other
night was no exception, The crow
had dropped their eggs—smack on
the target, they will tell you proud
ly—and headed for home. Ahead
lay the prospect of a magic-carpet
journey over the Atlantic, and the
acclaim of millions of their own
people. good food, comfortable
quarters, old friends, and, best of
all, the lovocj ones that they had
left behind ntore than a year ago.
Over the Channel they -ran into
nasty weather which got worse as
they approached * their own aero
drome. It was debatable whether
“A for Apple” — their own ship—•■
should attempt a landing at the
home aerodrome, or go Oh to an
other where the weather was bet
ter. Once before their trip home
had been washed out hy similar
[.circumstances. Because of a multi
plicity of arrangements __necessary,
it was a good bet that if things went
awry this time, the plan would be
scrapped. So down came <“A for
Apple” through the clouds and
fog, HalL- an hour later the crew
was on its way to Canada.
Today they are a weary group of
lads. Four of them—Flight Ser
geants Siggy Lee, Carl Sveinson,;
Art Loach and Den Morrison—are
fast asleep in their seats. Pilot Of
ficer Higham is studying an article
in a picture magazine which des
cribes the. virtues., of various types
of aircraft. They never get very
far away from flying. The day af
ter landing back in Canada, John
ny was at the controls of the Anson
bomber which flew us from Ottawa
to Toronto. Then he piloted the
same ship most of the way frpm
Toronto to Montreal. Today he is
casting enVious eyes toward the co-s
pilot of our Lockheed and betting is
ten to one that before the kite
touches down its wheels, he will
have served a stretch at the con
trols. \
“I never had a chance t'o fly over
this country,'While I was training,”
he said. “My advanced training was,
at Brantford and we were never
permitted to go very far from our
base.”
For a lad who got his wings just
a year ago this month, Johnny has
come—-and gone—quite a way.
He’ll go a lot farther. The skill
and modesty Which have endeared
him to the four lads whose fates he
has largely held in his hands these
many months are typical qualities
of the youngsters who are flying for
Canada today on all the world’s
battlefronts. As representatives of
this ever-expanding body, Johnny
Higham, D.F.'b., and the four lads
who call this 22-year-old veteran
“the old man” are ready to take up
the job where they left off three
nights ago so that, aS their skip
per says, “the next time we coilie
home, it’ll be for keeps.”
WOODHAM
The many friends of Mrs. James
Squire are sorry to know that she
has been ill in St. Joseph’s Hospi
tal, London, and wish her a speedy
recovery.
Mr. and Mrs. .Fred Doupe spent
Saturday last in London.
A few from here attended the
Waugli-Thacker nuptials in Calvary
Church-, London, on Saturday last.
Dr. Morphy, of Hermin, N.Y., has
been a recent visitor in the village.
Mr. and Mrs. Frank McNaughton
visited With their daughter, Mrs.
Ira Shier, of London, on Saturday,
The Young People of "Woodham
presented their play in Thorndale
on Wednesday night of last week.
Mr. Wendell C'amm and Mr. Da
vid Parkinson returned to London
to attend university on Tuesday of
last week.
! WHITING—LOVE
A charming September wedding
was solemnized a t “Dundurin
Farm”, ' Grand Bend, when Ruth,
i Christine, eldest daughter of Mr.
and Mrs. W. H. Love, was united
l in marriage to Ross Ellison Whit
ing, only son of Mr. and Mrs. Ross
A. Whiting, of Parkhill, The cere
mony was performed by Rev. C. E.'
Beacom, of Mount Brydges, assisted
by Rev. W,. T. Cleave, of Grand
Bend, on the lawn under an arch
of pink and white streamers amid
canija, 'dahlias and asters. Thu
bride, given in marriage by her
father, , wore a floor-length gown
of soft white sheer with corselette
bodice of lace trimmed with rhine
stones. It was fashioned with
sweetheart neckline, "baby puff
sleeves and a Slight train. For
something old she wore her moth
er’s sunburst of pearls, her trail
ing veil of embroidered silk net
fell from a halo of orange blos
soms and she carried a shower bouquet of pink and white asters.
The bride was attended 'by her sis
ter, Miss He'len Love, in a floor
length gown of pink sheer organza
trimmed with lace embroidery. Her
headdress was pf white mums and
she carried white asters. Miss
Elaine Gill, in peach taffeta with
blue bows, and carrying a silver
basket of pink .and white asters,
made a charming flower girl. She
.was accompanied by Master Alex
Love who acted as ring-bearer. The
groom was attended b*y his brother-
in-law, Mr. Lome Watson.
At the piano, Mr. Georige >Gox,
of Stratford, played Lohengrin’s
wedding march and accompanied
Mrs. Lorne Watson, who sang “As
We Walk into the Sunset” during
the signing of the register.
The wedding dinner was served to
about fifty guests by Misses Blanche
and Iola Whiting, Irene Peariso,
Gertrude Amos and Mrs. R. Brown.
Mrs. Whiting chose for her son’s
wedding a d.tess of Canadian blue
crepe with rose dahlia corsage,
while Mrs. Love wore a dress of
black transparent velvet with red
gladioli corsage.
Guests were present from Lon
don, St. Thomas, Stratford, Exeter,
Parkhill and Grand Bend. The oc
casion was also the 29 th ■ wedding
anniversary of the groom’s parents.
The bride and groom left amid
showers of confetti on a motor trip
to Northern points, the .bride tra
velling in a two-piece Wool suit of
Convoy blue with navy accessor
ies. On their. return they will re
side on the farm on the seventh con
cession of McGillivray.
Word has been received that Pte.
Ronald Haynes, who was reported
missing after the Dieppe raid, has
now been reported a prisoner of
war in Germany. Pte. Haynes went
overseas with the Essex Scottish
Regiment. His home was in Wind
sor, but he had worked in this dis
trict for a number of years.
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