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Clinton News-Record, 1980-11-13, Page 4PA , 4 -CLjrTQw N WS -RECORD, TRS' NQVEM ER za1980; The Olsten t!i•voritorcosd IIs pu4ltsh cit Th•t$40r.t f'•O 10ox Of. Ointon, °stifle, . tiN1N1 ittl.V•I'4442-4443. ii.000 Row Sr. t;ittst n . "14.NM p* 'tiswr U.#.A. &+ fArfivo' u0..M,porroa Nt 1s ra�S4lt.nr.l' ,rut Ption4chi n+M1I` by pert office a tf ptrw*tdt nw b rr SW. Thi: tisivisA•cord; :Nntifrpor.twl lin; 1924;. thw, twee N,wrhs+cord, f0017fihNi in i$$1. •tt{ 1lh.s atom Now (i, tound .I: in 1$43.1001 pips* run 3.300. Clinton News -Record 404A MEMBER JAMES E. FITZGERALD - Editor SHELLEY McPHEE - News Editor GARY HAIST - Advertising Manager HEATHER BRANDER - Advertising MARGARET L. GIBE - Office Manager r V MEMBER Display., .advertising rates available on request. Ask for Rote Cord No. 10 effective Sept. 1. 1979. Repay the debt f- , Although many of their efforts die each fall, the fruits of their labor are evident every summer and a welcome dressing to the town. Should they cease to exist,,the whole town will be much poorer. "They" is the Clinton Horticultural Society, whose worth was established 90 years ago when they turned their first s,ade on a public garden for the community's benefit. Ever since, hundr ds of members have: volun- teered countless thousands of hours to beautify the town. So why, now that the general public has more spare time than_every, is the Society in danger of folding, its garden projects doomed to fill with weeds and the beauty of the summer flowers and shows destined to become only fading memories in our minds? People, it seems, in this age of self- fulfillment, are "doing their own thing" and have little time for community projects and the Society's inability to attract new and younger leadership blood is merely another symptom of this malaise. But no man is an island. Helping one another through co -o erative volunteer groups has made this country what it is today. The Horticultural Society has been good to the Clinton community in the last 90 years, maybe its the com- munity's turn to repay some of the debt. By J.F.. Beware of stress; Stress has become a popular topic for seminars and both employers and employees are becoming more aware of the effects of stress on their working habits and their home life. In the newspaper business deadlines are a large part of the causes of stress and at an Ontario Weekly Newspaper Association meeting Norman Rebin, an expert in the field of stress, offered some possible solutions. The nice thing about them is that anyone whether under stress or not could pay at- tention, Mr. Rebin suggests. "People can't cope, he relate'd...years ago people would sing, chuckte or whistle -on the stress Much spontaneity is gone...Canada used to be vibrant. The ever -presence of bad news helps to create stress. People use only 15 per cent of their physical capacity, we tap about 12 per cent of our mental potential, emotionally we tap no more than 5 per cent, and physically, we use only one- half of one per cent of our potential. We are strong! He assured his rapt The first creeping skiff of winter remembering our past by Jim Fitzgerald a look through the pews -record files 5 YEARS AGO November 20, 1975 Hats off to George Rumball of Clinton, who is the first - and so far the only worker, as of press time - to return to work at the Clinton post office. Most of 'the staff has returned at Goderich and at this rate we it's a killer listeners. And if we remain physiologically healthy, and if we use our facilities, we improve with age in every way but physically. He urged hearers to understand the image they project to others. It reveals stress. And there are a multitude of solutions. Be conscious of stress; it's a killer. "Court". your mate, profession, country.» Provide anticipation - look forward to tomorrow. Provide privacy, time to unwind. Provide variety, and look for simple pleasures. Have•humor, enjoy people. Bea caring human being." Vengence is mine. The latest figures released last week_ from_ Statistics Canada should silence forever those constant 'naggers who call for the return of the' death penalty in Canada. According the Stats Can, the criminal homicide rate in Canada dropped sharply in 1979 for the third consecutive year since Parliament abolished the death penalty in 1976. The rate last year, including murder, manslaughter and in- fanticide, fell 6.5 per cent to 569 • • • nomidide incidents compared to 616 in 1978 and 637 in 1977. Murder accounted for 92 per cent of the homicide incidents and 587 vic- tims, down from the 590 of the year before, and the 627 of 1977. The murder rate of 2.48 victims per 100,000 was the lowest since. It obviously puts to rest the argument that the murder rate would soar if the death penalty was banned and puts vengence back in the hands of the Lord, where it belongs. By J.F. sugar and spie dispensed by bill smiley City living This is a time of year when my heart gos out to city -dwellers. It's a time when rural or small-town living is immensely superior to that in the concrete canyons, the abominable apartments, the sad suburbs of metropolia. In the city, day ends drearily in the fall. There's the long, wearying battle home through traffic, or the draughty, crushed, degrading scramble on public transportation. The city man arrives home fit for nothing but slumping for the evening before the television set. And what greets him? The old lady, wound up like a steel spring because she hasn't seen a soul she knows all day, there's nothing to look at but that stupid house next door, exactly like their own, and the kids have been giving her hell. 1-le's stuck with it. For the whole evening. That's why so many city chaps have workshops in the basement. It's much simpler to go down cellar and whack off a couple of fingers in the power saw than listen to Mabel. Life is quite different for the small town male. He is home from work in minutes. He surveys the ranch, says, "Must get those storm windows on one of these days," and goes in, to the good fall srnells of cold drinks and hot food. His wife saw him at breakfast, again at lunch, has had a good natter with the dame next door, and has been out for two hours, raking leaves with the kids. She doesn't heed him. Instead of drifting off to the basement, the small town male an- nounces that this is his bowling night, or he has to go to a meeting of the Conservation and Slaughter Club, and whet e's a clean shirt. ' there is to it. While her city counterpart squats in front of TV, gnawing her nails and wondering why she didn't marry good old George, who has a big dairy farm now, the small town gal collects the kids and goes out to burn leaves. There 'is nothing more romantic than the back streets of a small town in the dark of a fall evening. Piles of leaves spurt orange flame. White smoke eddies. Neighbours call out; lean on rakes. Women, kerchiefed like gypsies, heap the dry leaves high on the fire. Kids avoid the !subject of bedtime, dash about the fire like nimble gnomes. Or perhaps the whole family goes to a fowl supper. What, in city living, can compare with this finest of rural functions?‘ A crisp fall evening, a drive to the church hall through a Hallowe'en landscape, an appetite like an alligator, and that first wild whiff of turkey and dressing that makes your , knees buckle and the juices flow free in your cheeks. .But it's on weekends that my pity for the city -dweller runneth over. Not for him the shooting -match on a clear fall Saturday, with its gopd-humored competition, its easy friendliness. Not for him the quiet stroll down a sunny wood road, shotgun over arm, par- tridge and wQcdcock rising like clouds of mosquitoes. It's not that he doesn't live right, or doesn't deserve these pleasures. It's .just that it's physically impossible to get to there easily. 0 he wants to crouch in a duck -blind at dawn, he has to drive half the night to get there. . • Maybe on a Sunday or holiday, in the fall, the city family decides to head out and° see some of that beautiful autumn foliage. They see it, • . I . 1 50,000 other cars, they crawl h .me in late afternoon, bumper to bumper, the old man cursing, the kids getting hungrier, the mother growing owlier. Small town people can drive for 15 minutes and hit scenery, at least around here, that leaves them breathless. Or they'll wheel out a few miles to see their relatives on the farm, eat a magnificent dinner and sit around watching"' TV in a state of delicious torp.. Yup, it's tough to live in the city in the fall. may have full postal service in time to mail our cards -our Easter cards that is. For the second year in a row, the Clinton Community Credit Union approved a nine per cent dividend payment at their annual meeting. The dredging of the Bayfield River is proceeding on schedule and on Monday afternoon the dredge, tugboats and barge 'were more than a third of the the way from the mouth of the Bayfield Harbor. The contract • was awarded to McNamara Marine Company of Whitby at a cost of $99,000., 10 YEARS AGO November 19, 1970 Clinton will continue to have the same mayor and reeve for the next two years. Mayor Donald Symons and Reeve Harold Lobb, both won another term by ac- clamation Monday night when there were no challengers for their jobs at Clinton's nomination meeting. John Siertsema of Bayfield; principal of Goderich Township Central School at Holmesville, was among the•gradu-ates at the Autumn Convocation at W4iterloo Lutheran University held in Kitchener on November 8. Port Royal, a famous refreshment centre in Bayfield for . many years, is coming down. A lonely, old-fashioned gas pump in front of the restaurant and a pile of rubble are reminders of the hot dog stand that filled many empty stomachs. in earlier years. What's there to do? It's so boring. here! Those were the thoughts going through our minds one day. Every weekend we have to leave town to have some fun. We decided to. put -__-a__.stop_ :.to -_- all - this . and we, the teenagers of Hensall, needed and wanted a Teen Town. • - _ Now our Teen Town so far consists of: president, Bill Cameron; vice president, Doug Mock; treasurer, Allan Bisback; secretary, Martha Roosenboom; and members Kay Davis, Anne Keys, Kathy Fuss, Karen Broderick, Joe Vanstone and Keith Harburn. 25 YEARS AGO November I7, 1955 It was quite unanimous that Clinton get back , into intermediate hockey as evidenced at a meeting of over 50 persons in the council chambers here. Russel E. Holmes was elected president of the new Clinton Hockey Club. Clinton had no in- termediate hockey last winter and many of�. theplayers played in Zurich or Exeter. Tomorrow evening at 6:30, first regular broadcasts will begin from Charnel 8, CKNX-TV at Wingham. For an hour the weather, farm news, sports and general news will be given. Then at 7:30 a half hour show The Falcon will be followed by Wayne and Shuster and the Plouffe . .l the late show, which will be called Pajama Playhouse, will go on the air. The 25th anniversary of the Sunoco, distributorship in Brucefield, which is operated by Ross Scott, was marked by a social evening earlier this month when Sunoco garage men and their wives gathered in the Legion Hall at Exeter. Cook on Wednesday evening of last week, when about 60 gathered together to spend a 50 YEARS AGO November 30, 1930 A very pleasant evening was spent by the congregation of Middleton's St. James Church at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Geo. 4' It write letters • sG ei Prj , es Dear Editor: From a news report on Tucker- smith Township councilmeeting of November 4, I gleaned the following information: former clerk -treasurer Jirn-- McIntosh awarded $50; former reeve Elgin Thompson awarded $50; Dick Lehner. from. Vanastra awarded $50. All three gentlemen received these awards -payments for giving testimony at the recent QMB hearing, on behalf of Tuckersmith Township council versus the people of Vanastra, Different people will interpret this action of council in different ways. To me it feels like rubbing salt in wounds. still fresh. Or to use another familiar __.,,expression it feels like adding, insult_ to injury. However, some will argue that the $50, which each of these three gen- tlemen received was proper wages for services rendered. Yes I'll go along with that, but then to my perception more in the way of the biblical 30 pieces of silver, except in thisit. is 50 pieces, due to inflation no doubt. In the same news report, I also read that the present clerk -treasurer, Jack McLachlan was awarded $250 for additional work on the OMB.hearing: In my profession, there is a principle "doing above and beyond one's call and duty" for a worthy cause. Apparently the council doesn't think that such a principle applies to the profession of, township clerk - treasurer, nor to the cause in question. social time with t eir daughter Miss Mary Cook, organist of the church. In recognition of her faithful services, they presented her with a well filled purse, Mr. Bert Rowden making the presentation and the Rev. Mr. Paull, rector df »the church -reading the address. One of the most disastrous fires in recent years in Auburn occurred on Friday morning about 2 o'clock when the hard- ware store of Mr. Nelson Hill took fire. The fire had made such headway when first discovered that despite the efforts ofrthe Auburn brigade nothing could save it. The Blyth and Goderich brigades were sum- moned and did splendid,work in saving Dr. Weir's house, which was. very close to the store. 74 YEARS AGO November 15, 1906 Several names have been mentioned in connection with next year's mayoralty. Some of those spoken would fill the chair well, but others very indifferently so. The News -Record would 'like to see Mr. W.J. Paisley head of the council for 1907, . We have no authority so saying that he would accept the position; in fact we are rather afraid he won't, but if he consents to do so, next year's council will win considerably. more credit than this year's has done. What Mr. Paisley undertakes to ..do, he does well. The town's interests would be in good hands with him for mayor in 1907. Miss Petrie has been engaged as teacher at Summerhill's school for 1907 at a salary of $400, an increase of $100 over what she is now receiving. 106 YEARS AGO November 18, 1875 Last week our 'worthy Mayor had -leis time pretty well occupied in trying and disposing of the different cases brought before him. If our town progresses in this direction at the same rate it has done for the past two or three years, we shall certainly soon require a police magistrate ; as it is at present, it is a'great drain upon the time of our chief magistrate. The following cases were disposed of last week. Alfred Howard, charged with stealing money and watch, from Clark, barber. Committed for trial. Arthur Knox vs. Thomas Spooner, assault. Fined $4.00 and costs. Susannah Smeltzer vs. Wm. Young. Abusive language. Fined $1.00 and costs. Jas. Wanless vs. Thomas Johnson, of Varna; assault, waived trial by pleading quilty. Fined $5 and costs. Jas. Wanless then caused Johnson to be bound over in the sum of $600 to keep the peace fur a year. Winter appears now to have set in, in earnest, snow having fallen to depth of about eight inches, and the cold being sufficiently severe to make all that possesses thein, put on their .j winter abiliments. Peter Mantel, Vanastra Constitution talk Dear Editor: Recent developments in the debate, over Canada's future Constitutional arrangements have placed in grave danger the most fundamental of our democratic institutions, the Con- stitutional Monarchy and the supremacy of Parliament. Consider the following alarming trends: +The refusal in . the' House of Commons October 10 of Prime Minister Trudeau to deny unequivocally future plans- for the establishment of a Canadian republic, indicative of . how the government appears to be playing a perilous game with the future of our nation; +The entrenching of a referendum clause in Section 42 of the proposed Constitutional Act, whereby any demagogue could appeal to the country's worst passions o n an issue, without reference to the Provincial legislatures. Referenda are alien\to bur system, which depends upon the sobe-r..ud ement-of-elected officialsinJ g Parliament for decision-making; +The placing of a Charter of Rights in the Constitution, removing the traditional protection of our freedoms now guaranteed by the Queen -in - Parliament, and placing it into the hands of politicized courts; +The 'presidentializing' of the Governor -General's office, deliberately downgrading the role of the Queen of Canada, and removing her from day-to-day involvement in Canada's affairs. A number of these issues is ad- dressed in more detail in a readable paper prepared by experts for the Monarchist League of Canada. Every citizen should read the soberingsiews as to where our political masters propose to lead us. Those who write for a copy of this brief to the Monarchist League of Canada, 2 Wedgewood Crescent, fer Ottawa, 'Ontario K1 B 4B4 will also Do you have an opinion? Why not write us a letter to the editor,, and let everyone know. All letters ere published, providing they can be authenticated, and pseudonynzt are allowed.: All letters, however,, are• subject to editing for length or libel. receive a full -colour sticker bearing Her Majesty's portrait. The League has produced these to give Canadians a chance to proclaim their loyalty to the Soverign in the face of the unwillingness of the Post Office to produce or maintain at- tractive stamps of the Queen. Yours truly, John L. Aimers Dominion Chairman and Founder Monarchist League of Canada Art of Table Napping Nothing makes a person feel more boring than to have a dinner companion fall asleep at the table. Reacting to the situation requires tact, and nodding off needs a certain knack as well. You can lean over to the culprit's ear and bark, "Wake up and go to sleep right!" However, you risk a fist in the face at worst and a lap full of hot coffee at best. In an attempt to be more charitable, you iu y convince yourself it wasn't your company that bored him to sleep ; he was just overly tired. You may even decide to rescue the cup of tea from his hand, thus saving him from a possible scalding. . If the two of you are not alone, you may take wagers on how long he can last before falling off the chair. You can be more un- derstanding by waking him gently and urging him to finish his meal and lie down in safety. Or, you -4 can ignore the whole thing. Better yet, you can sit back and enjoy the phenomenon because there is a certain art to sleeping at the table: The intellectual remains erect with his chin resting comfortably on his chest and his eye glasses slipping to the tip of his nose. A book may be held in his left hand and a fork in the right. The cocky type folds his hands behind his head, stretches his legs under the table and pushes back in his chair until the front legs lift off the floor. This is the most interesting type to bet on. You can calculate how far he can lean until the chair topples backwards. The devil-may-care napper holds the coffee mug in his hand in mid- air, even though his head bobs up and down in a continuous battle to keep the sandman away. A sleepy soul may try to disguise his plight. You think he's either studying his plate of food closely or he's very shortsighted. Only when his nose buries itself in the mashed potatoes do you realize he's catching 40 winks. The stubborn napper • • props his elbow on the table and rests his chin in his hand. If he's less worried about etiquette and if his head is very heavy, he puts both elbows on the table. He fixes a glazed stare on his plate or at his companion. He pretends to be listening intently. This tends to be a dangerous pose because one slip of an elbow can cause a plate to splatter on the floor. You watch His eyes become slits. You kindly suggest he should lie down. His head jerks, his lips burl, "I'm not sleepy!" he snaps. • Someone, who is less worried about his image, shoves the plate, cup and silverware out of the way and buries his head in his arms with a sigh of, "To heck with it!" But the typical person who falls asleep at thel table never knows what happened until his chin hits his chest or his fork hits his plate. A stiff neck, sore elbow and slopped coffee may hint that he nodded off but he'll never admit it. He just offers the table rappers motto, "I wasn't sleeping. I was just rester my eyes I"