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editorial
Terror in Lebanon
The massacre of American Marines and
French paratroopers in Lebanon on Sunday
emphasizes the futility of the unending strife
in Lebanon and underlines the heroism of
the Americans and their peacekeeping
partners who have undertaken a thankless
Job,
The peacekeeping forces in Lebanon were
sent there to protect civilians and refugees.
But the Shi'a Muslims and the Druze see the
Americans and French as the enemy, Sitting
ducks in the crossfire between the Muslims
and Druze and the Christians, the Marines
have been drawn into the conflict, shelling
Druze positions which attacked them.
The Marines' purpose in Lebanon is vague,
Are they there to protect civilians or are they
there to support and assist the Christian
minority government of Amin Gemayel?
Druze leader Walid Jumblatt wants the
Americans and the French to leave Lebanon
because he believes they are there to
support the Israelis who back Gemayal,
But President Ronald Reagan is convinced
the Marines n list stay in lebanon to resist
"the beastial nature of those that would
assume power". He will not bow to
terrorism and though he risks sharp
criticism at home, Reagan will not be seen to
give in to terrorists.
But if the Marines are to remain in
Lebanon, their role should be clearly
defined, if it is possible for the Americans to
contribute to a political solution in Lebanon,
then they should remain, But to do this they
must remain impartial, If they continue to
support the Christian minority they will be
open to continued attacks from the various
factions warring in Lebanon.
Since President Reagan has already said
the Marines must stay to prevent Syrian
influence in the region from permitting
leftist pro -Moscow forces from taking over
the country, it is difficult to see the Marines
as a peacekeeping force.
One thing is certain. If President Reagan
has chosen Lebanon as the place to take a
stand against the Russians, he has picked
one of the worst spots in the world to do it.
to the editor
Hallowe'en
A
To the Editor;
"Har Hyrdor Lost ad Touch with Reality?"
A recent article in a Central Ontario
newspaper is captioned "High costs expect-
ed if Hyro line not built", and deals with the
current controversy over the proposed Bruce
to Essa transmission line, Operations
Manager, Elgin Horton of Hydro is reported
tohave said to members of the media touring
the Bruce Nuclear Power Development Plant
"When their (hydro customers) lights go out
one day, they will realize we need the (Bruce
to Essa) line".
redtrees
What utter disgusting balderdash) 1 am
reminded of Shakespeare's Julius Caesar
"There is no terror, Cassius, in your
threats" or his Merchant of Venice "Let no
such man be trusted", Mr. Horton, or Hydro
on his behalf, should apologize for this
unwarranted threat.
In fact, surplus generating capacity is the
problem. According to a Financial Post
article of October 1, 1983 this surplus
generating capacity is now estimated at
50%, The present excess capacity arose
because Hydro over estimated future
demands in its past annual forecasts,
Based on these incorrect forecasts, Hydro
decided to proceed with the Darlington
Nuclear Plant at a planned cost of $3,4
billion, The current cost estimate for
Darlington is 12 - yes TWELVE BiLLION
DOLLARS. One is left to wonder what the
dollar statistics are for the Bruce Nuclear
Plant,
During this same media tour, another
Hydro spokesman had the gall to say it
would cost Ontario Hydro as much as
$400,000 a day, , ,if the new 500 - kilovolt
transmission line is not built, 1t is suggested
the truth is that with the new units of Bruce
soon to be completed, the problem with a
surplus already in hand will only increase.
Because of this apparent mindless stick -
to -it attitude and the growing surplus, Hydro
has been obliged to return to the hardsell in
power, You will remember "Live better
electrically-, Today it's Go electric", Have
Mr, Horton and Hydro lost touch with
reality?
Yours very truly,
Jack A. Gilbert LL, M., Q,C,
Toronto, Ontario,
by don campbell
it was quite dark by the time the coach
carrying Jane Cameron arrived at Redtrees,
The driver had stopped to light the lanterns
long before he had turned on to the
concession road from the Six Line of
Caledon. Jane peered into the bush to see
the lights from the scattered homesteads
and to recall her bearings so that she might
tell the driver when to turn into the Ianeway
which led to the doctor's house.
The coach moved at a slow pace. In the
darkness and on a strange road the driver
was taking no chances. Jane had lowered the
window in readiness to give her instructions
and the night air was cool, The wet nurse
covered the head of the baby which had just
begun to feed and nestled it close against the
abundance of her bosom, Suddenly above
the sound of the horse's hooves, jingling
harness and carriage wheels came the music
of pipes.
"MacCrimmon l " Jane said excitedly.
The wet nurse lifted her eyes from the
child and peered at her mistress in the
gloom,
"I beg your pardon ma'am, what were you
after saying?"
"Listen!" Jane commanded. "Don't you
hear the pipes? It's our piper MacCrimmon
playing to welcome us home."
Jane Cameron was foolish and presumpt-
uous. 11 was true that MacCrimmon was
playing because of the return of the doctor's
wife, but it was not a welcome and was
certainly for nobody's benefit except him-
self. He was still seething from the after-
math of the council meeting and was
attempting to south away his anger in the
only way he knew.
When the carriage at last pulled up
outside the doctor's residence, the driver
helped Jane down from the coach. She
wanted to greet the doctor privately so she
was pleased the nurse was still feeding the
child.
"There is no need to hurry," she told
Maureen Brady. "Let the child take its fill.
The driver can bring the luggage inside and
you come along when you have finished."
When Jane entered the front door, Mrs.
Milne (the late housekeeper) left by the back
door. She had intended to walk straight past
the coach which contained the "Catholic
whore" but her inquisitiveness would not
allow her to do so until she had at least taken
a peek at the woman who was already the
centre of the controversy at Redtrees. She
poked her head inside the open carriage door
and looked at the figure of the woman
feeding the child.
"So this is the doctor's bairn?" she said
for openers.
"1t is so," Maureen replied without
looking up.
"And you are the wet nurse 1 suppose?"
Mrs. Milne said in a hostile tone. Maureen
Brady was more than capable of dealing with
such impertinence.
"You are very observant ma'am," she
said curtly, "and also methinks a bit daft.
For why else would 1 be giving another
woman's baby the pap?"
Mrs. Milne had met her equal but she was
determined to score at least one point before
she departed.
"They say you're a Catholic, and a woman
who gave birth to a child out of wedlock /'
Mrs. Milne said, feeling that she had been
outwitted and determined to fire both
barrels in one shot. "They say you are a
common fluzzy - a whore and a Catholic
whore at that)"
Maureen Brady had already envisaged
that she would encounter such talk and she
had formulated the method of defence,
"A Catholic 1 am ma'am and proud to be
so. And if attracting a man to my bed means
that 1 am a whore sobeit. But you have
nothing w fear on that score - even by the
light of the lantern 1 see that you have
neither the face nor the body which would
allow you to make the same mistakes as
myself. You are truly ugly ma'am, and 1 do
not welcome seeing you in the tight of day.
Be off with you, you old claptrap and let me
be!
The driver who had been bending down
examining something by the front wheel of
the coach, straightened up as Mrs. Milne
made her departure. He had heard all the
remarks and was bubbling with laughter,
though he tried not to show it.
"1 seem to have broken a spring," he
called out after Mrs. Milne who was scurry-
ing away in a huff and muttering to herself.
"Is there a blacksmith in this place?* He
had to repeat his question before Mrs. Milne
replied and promised to send the man called
Grant to see if he could help the coachman.
When Grant the blacksmith arrived he not
only took a good look at the broken spring,
he was intensely interested in another object
inside the coach. He made sure that he was
ready to help Maureen Brady down by
letting the driver hold the crib whilst he
concentrated on the woman,
He was rewarded by such chivalry. In
alighting the "Catholic woman" brushed
accidentally against his person and even
such a nondescript action was a sheer
delight to the blacksmith; it was a
momentary pleasure which he was to recall
(and in fantasy enlarge out of all proportion)
in the days which followed. He held
Maureen', arm a little longer than necessary
and stammered,
"Ye must excuse me ma'am for the way 1
am - covered in the spoor o' the fire an' all,
but 1 wish tae welcome ye tae Redtrees and 1
hope if ye hae a mind tae need a body tie
talk with, ye'Il remember that Grant the
blacksmith is ready an' willin' tae be o'
service, "
After her encounter with Mrs, Milne (who
was undoubtedly giving vent to the feelings
of many at Redtrees) Maureen was both
surprised and extremely grateful to find she
had at least one ally, "Phis Gram was a
rough looking individual but his words had
revealed the gentle side of his nature, She
judged him to be a rough diamond - a man
who could be a strong and faithful friends.
"You're very kind, Mr. Grant Sir," she
said sincerely, "and 111 not forget your
invitation, so 1 won't, though it will be some
time before 1 can see you, The baby and 1 are
still inseparable even for a wee while."
in the light of the lantern, Grant saw that
the woman's eyes glistened with tears of
appreciation, as she said: "1 will not forget
your kindness Sir, the good Lord knows 1
need a friend . "