The Lucknow Sentinel, 1985-12-11, Page 6Page 6—Lucknow Sentinel, Wednesday, December 11, 198$
"The Sepoy Town" ,
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Here we
go .again.:
Lucknow village council has . embarked' on the long
journey through paperwork and personalities to getting a
sewage systemfor the municipality. Let's hope the
undertaking is successful this time.
Several councils have been at this . job and have
encountered various problems /all significant enoughto
stop bids to install a system dead in their tracks. Recently,
land was purchased by the pentultimate council and for no
purpose. That land was later deemed unsuitable after the
purchase by the engineers hired by the village..
The new council has already seen the land options,
initiated by the former council fulfilled. Options on .six
parcels of land, two of them long -shot sites for a plant, •
have been arranged and engineering tests and economic
concerns will now be examined.
To encounter the dismal turnout at meetings concerning
the proposed sewer system, council and agents are
designing a questionnaire to be circulated among the
approximately S00 householders.
The questionnaire,• originally proposed/ for early
December of this year, will show whether residents want a
system for the whole village, or for the limited area outlined
by engineer Steve Burns as the most likely to be supplied
'with' funding from the Ministry of the Environment
(MOE).
With both the results of the questionnaire and the MOE
decision on which landoption to purchase likely `due in the
spring, council has some momentum going into this round
of negotiations, hopefully the round to get• the process
solidly started.
There is still a long way to go. Reeve Herb Clark is well
aware of his optimism in. hoping tenders can be called in
1986, but that optimism iseasy to understand.
The municipalities of Brussels and Blyth have
installed sewer systems almost.within the same time frame
as Lucknow has been trying to organize its own system.
At 'has been an extremely frustrating project for. all
concerned,. not only members of council or the citizens of
the village, but ' for the . engineers and -the councils in
neighbouring muncipalities.,
Clark •wants to see the project safely on its way - all
concerned do. 'Taxpayers can help get this finished by
completing the questionnaires promptly once they're
distributed. One ca'n only hope the ministry. will follow that
lead and the council will,continue this momentum. J.F.
Ho ho hum
Holly Inglis is bright-eyed and dream -filled 'at meeting Santa but the excitement of the
parade proved to be just too much for her brother•David. The youngster hadidready drifted
off when mother Ann handed him to Santa for a picture. [James Friel photo]'
Doctor Cameron was a graduate. of Edin-
burgh University, the Medical College 'of
which was famous throughout the world.
There are many gruesome tales concerning
the methods . used in Edinburgh to obtain
practical knowledge of the human anatomy
- stories of grave robbers • and body
snatchers.
"In Tanner's Close (now gone), on its
north side, close to the'Grassmarket; was.
the den of the Irish monsters, Burke. and
Hare, whither in 1827-28 they enticed their'
victims in order to suffocate; them and sell
their bodies to the doctors. Eighteen men
and women (mostly poor tramps) were thus
murdered." (Muirhead:s Scotland).
' But no matter what methods were used
to enhance the cause of medicine,, there is
no doubt that during the nineteenth
century, Edinburgh produced some of the
finest doctors in the world. Doctor
Cameron was proud to belong to such a dis-
tinguished group of professionals, and
made a habit of meeting with some of his
colleagues 'on a yearly basis in Toronto. On
these occasions he rode the old sixth line
south and left his horse at the Weston
Hostelry where he hired another horse for
the .`final leg of the journey.
'The meetings usually took -place in the
New American Hotel at the bottom of
Yonge Streets Here, in a relaxed atmos-
phere of ,fine old ` whisky and a hundred
different ,Scottish' dialects, old students
discussed .particularly interesting medical
cases, new discoveries, or merely reminis- '
.ced about the past.
"I had the pleasure of meeting one . of
your patients from Redtrees," a doctor told
Cameron. "I . believe her name is Living-
stone - yes, that's -it - Anne Livingstone.
The ;poor giri aborted her first child. It'
might be a good idea if you look in on her
on the way home. I think a familiar face
would cheer her tremendously."
So . it was, that when Doctor Cameron
fished his annual . meeting in Toronto, he
made . his *ay up Yonge Street to visit
Annie before heading home. He found her
busy with her eternal chores of washing
and hanging out the laundry, hindered by
the Welsh woman's little children dozens
it seemed playing hide and seek amongst
the multitude of dripping -items hanging on
the clothes lines.
Annie looked at Doctor Cameron as if he
were a ghost. She brushed away ,,the hair
from her forehead with the back of a wet
hand and when she realized she was not.
dreaming, she blushed with embarrass-
ment. The doctor moved .quickly 'towards
her and took both of her: wrinkled hands in
his.
"Well Annie, how good it is to see you
again. I was told you had a little bit of
"trouble. I•do hope you are better now."
She was tempted to throw her arms
around him - like a daughter might do when
greeting' a father she had. not seen for some
time, but she fought to retain her
composure.
"Aye, I'm well enough, . doctor. But ye
'ken I lost mi babbie?"
Doctor Cameron smiled in sympathy.
"Yes, I know Annie. As our good
Reverend Duncan MacLeod would say:
"God works in mysterious ways". Perhaps
it was meant to be."
She did not know what to say, but when
Cameron looked at the sadness in her eyes,
he echoed her thoughts.
"You'll be missing your folks at
Redtrees, I'm thinking," he said slowly
and softly. "Why don't you persuade Allan
to leave whatever he is doing and go home.
You won't starve amongst your own
people, and I am sure they will welcome
you back with open arms.
"But mi man •is a stonemason," she
'said. "He canna always find work in a
small community. He has tae be where the
building is."
"There is always the land," Cameron
reminded her. "Allan can farm, I am sure
he can. In any case, you know enough
about farming for the 'two of you."
$he had nothing to say, but the happy ,
gleam in her eyes tbld him she saw the
logic in his reasoning. They walked tb the
front of the house, followed by a crowd of
children who were fascinated by this/finely
dressed strange man, who spoke with a
cultured voice. The Doctor unhitched his
horse and mounted.
"Give my kind regards to your husband,'
Annie, and tell him I shall be very
disappointed if I do not see, you both in
Redtrees very soon."
She watched him gallop away - away
from the bustle and money -grabbing.
environment of Toronto. Her heart travel-
led with him back to the Caledon Hills.