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The Clinton News Record, 1932-07-14, Page 2PAGE 2?,7 'Clinton News®Record With which, is Incorporated THE NEW ERA Terms of Subscription --2.00 per year in advance, to Canadian ad- dresses; $2..50 to the U.S. or oth- er foreigncountries. No paper discontinued until all arrears are paid unless at the option of the publisher, The date to which every subscription is paid is denoted on the label. 'Advertising Rates—Transient adver- tising 12c per count line for first. insertion. 8c for each subsequent insertion. Heading counts 2 lines. Small advertisements, not to ex- ' keen one inch, such as "Wanted", e'Lost," 'Strayed," etc., inserted ' once for 35c, each subsequent in- sertion 15c. Rates for display ad' vertising made known on applica- tion, Communications intended for pub- eication must, as a guarantee of good faith, be accompanied by the name 'of the writer, 'G, E. HALL, M. 11. CLARK, Proprietor. Editor. There's something in the adver- tisements today to interest you. Read them. M. D. McTAGGART To finally wind up my business I 'have moved my office to my home, 'Corner Princess and Shipley Streets. 'Office hours 9 to 12 a.m. and at other times by appointment. Please use side entrance. Phone 99. IL T. RANCE Notary Public, Conveyancer 'i'inancial, Real Estate and Fire In• suranee Agent. Representing 14 Fire Insurance Companies. Division ;Court Office, Clinton. Frank Fingland, B.A., LL.B. •iBarrister, Solicitor, Notary Public Successor to W. Brydone, K.C. Sloan Block — Clinton, Ont. CHARLES B. HALE Conveyancer, Notary Public, Commissioner, etc. 'Office over J. E. Hovey's Drug Store CLINTON, ONT. The advertisements bring you news of better things to have and easier nays to live. B. R. HIGGINS Notary Public, Conveyancer General Insurance, including Fire 'Wind. Sickness and Accident, Antq- 'mobile. Huron and Erie Mortgage 'Corporation and Canada Trust Bunds Box 127, Clinton, P.O. Telephone 57. DR. J. C. GANDIER Office Hours: -1.30 to 3.30 pen.. '3.30 to 8.00 p.ns. Sundays, 12.30 to 1.30 pm. Other hours by appointment only. Office and Residence -- Victoria St DR. FRED G. THOMPSON Office and Residence: Ontario Street — Clinton, Ont. One door west of Anglican Church Phone 172 Eyes Examined and Glasses Fitted itted OR. PERCIVAL HEARN Office and Residence: Huron Street — Clinton, Ont. Phone 60 (Formerly occupied by the late Dr 0. W. Thompson) Oyes Examined and Glasses Fitted 'DR. H. A. McINTYRE DENTIST EXYRACTION A SPECIALTY Office over Canadian National Ex- ' press, Clinton, Ont. Phone 21 D. H. McINNES CHIROPRACTOR Electra Therapist Masseur Office: Huron St. (Few doors west of Royal Bank). Hours—Tues., Thurs. and Sat., all day. Other hours by appointment Jlensall Office—Mon., Wed. and Fri 'forenoons. Seaforth Office—Mon., Wed. and Friday afternoons. Phone '207. GEORGE ELLIOTT 'Licensed Auctioneer for the County of Huron Correspondence promptly answered. 'Immediate arrangements can be made 'for Sales Date at The News -Record. 'Clinton, or by calling phone 103. Charges Moderate , and Satisfaetior Guaranteed. I ANAbIAN NATIONAL' Ys THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD s 2cauRr sPAcE uFc, SECOND INSTALLMENT FELIX RIESENB RG, SYNOPSIS: • Johnny Breen, 16 years old, who had spent all of his life a- board a Hudson river tugboat plying near New York, is i;ossed into the river in a terrific collision which sinks the tug, drowns his mother and the roan he called father. Ig- norant, unschooled, and feardriven, he drags himself ashore, hides in the friendly darkness of a huge covered' truck --only to be kicked out at dawn—land into the midst of a tough gang of river rat boys who beat and chase him. He escapes and, exhausted, tumbles into a bases mentdoorway. Later, he hears the trap door slammed, a padlock snap- ped down --and he is trapped, NOW GO ON WITH THE ,STORY "Seckel Heckel" "Yes, pa." "Vill you shed de vawter off ?" "Papa, it iss off." "Vet you dell me, Becka? Id don'd run? I heared id. Do vot I told you vill you?" ' Channen Lipvitch' hob - TIME TABLE Trains will arrive at and depart from, Clinton as follows: Buffalo and Goderich Div. ',Going Hast, depart 6.58 'Going East depart 3.05 'Going West, depart 11.55 London, Huron & Brace ,Going South 3.08 ,Going Nortb. 11.58 a.m p.m. eau. p.m. p.m, a m, hard yellow laundry soap land • war working up a lather; his hair and face were streaming wet. Tlre'boy caught a glimpse of . her, his eyes, were wide with feare blue eyes. She smiled at hint. Then she turned hurriedly, her skirts up over hey knees—{her stockings were new and she made the most of the occasion. Breathlessly she jumped down into the Lipviteh living -room. "It's a boigler," she declared, almost faint- ing. Tremendous excitement pre- vailed in the Lipvitch home. "Quick, Papa, quick," Mrs. Lip- vitch and Mrs. Yartin were urging and helping the reluctant Lipvitch at the window. Suddenly the water stopped. Lipvitch,' in the area, caught a glimpse of a boy's face at the broken window. The little man, lie was a head shorter than his wife, struggled to command his voice. He did not look formidable in his black silk skull cap. His features worked convulsively. "Vet iss! Vot ]sal" Ile exclaimed excitedly. The boy looked harmless, frightened. "Viii you come oudt?" bled back through the basement, to the rear room. He shuffled, his feet at an angle, his bearded face assuming an air of comical severity. It was an occasion and Channon Lip vitch, certain of his ground, deter- mined to correct his daughter. Con- versation, in the rear living sleeping room, came to a stop; the loud voic- es quieting while the splash of run- ning water sounded from without. "So you told it lies to me On 'Shah - bits?" IIo bristled, but Becka, more voluble than her father, iustaritly re- plied.- "It's e- plied."It's in back, Pa. Don't be so sud- dent with calling ore a liar. It's in the house in back. I hear it splash, ing, like you." But Chanon Lipviteh wee right. Water was splashing, if not in their apartment, then near by. IIa. he tva9 right; his ears were not stuffed up. Water taxes were ever in his mind when faucets flowed, "Vel," he said. "ered it off vydmr'dYnu? Dell me who iss making sooch a• splash on Shabbas?" He was a strict man with his family --in the presence of visit torr. The girl, big for her age and plump with an almost premature develop- ment, laughing and giggling, climb- ed through a rear windcw of the Lip.. vitch Home, the •living, sleeping, eat- ing -room in back of the Clothing :Em- porium—iNew and Second hand. She had to make a high step, a very high step, for they were on the basement floor, and the sibs were high. Her skirt was tight and long, in fact, as she stretched one leg through the windcw, the other was uncovered far above the knee; a plump shapely leg. Becka, standing on tiptoes, her skirts lifted unnecessarily high, peer ed across the narrow area :between the buildings. Through. a beolcen window pane she saw a boy 'splash ing over a rusty sink, under a tap of running water. He held a -piece of THE McKILLOP MUTUAL Fire Insurance Company Head Office, Seaforth, Ont. President, J. Bennewies, Brodhag-' en, vice-president, James 'Connolly, Goderich. Sec: treasurer, D. F. Mc- Gregor, Seaforth. Directors: Thomas Moylan, R. R. No. 5, Seaforth; James Shouldice, Walton; Wm. Knox, Londesboro; Robt. rends, Blyth; John Pepper, Brucefield; A. Broadfoot, Seaforth; G. R. McCartney, Seaforth. Agents: W. J. Yea, R.R. No. 3, Clinton; Jahn Murray, Seaforth; James Watt, Blyth; Ed. Pinchley, Seaforth. Any money to be paid may be paid to the Royal Bank, Clinton; Bank of Commerce, Seaforth, cu at Calvie Cutts Grocery, Goderich Parties desiring to effect' insur- ance or transact other business will be promptly attended to on appliea, tion to any of the above officers addressed to their respective post of- fices. Losses inspected by the direc- tor who lives nearest the scene. Lipvitch screamed. "Or if you don'd, I—I—call polize.'n "Papa, it's only a boy." Becka was again climbing through the window. "Here, boy, come out to us." She rapped and rattled the weathered sash. "Id's only a poy. Only a poy" M:r. Lipvitch announced, as if terribly dis- appointed. He greeted Johnny with a smile, and held out a scrawny hand to the strong fist of the boy, who leaped up without effort, a reggae. desperate waif with wet hair and shining eyes. But Channon Lipvitch was triumphant. He had proven himself, with the help of circum-' stances. Before one's family and friends, bravery is a virtue. The Lipvitch Clothing Emporium— "New and Second Hand"—was noe unlike the barge Cavalier, in shape. at least. It was a nice little business, buy- ing and gelling. In the back, branch., ing frcm a dark, narrow hallway with a splintered pine floor, were the work rcems lit by naked yellow gas jets and crowded during ten hours of the day with operators on pants and vests. Lipvitch took in piece work on the less difficult parts of manufac- ture, hiring his help from the tene- ments of the street. I-Iis stock did not spoil, he bought cheap and sold at a profit, even when protesting with vehemence that his loss war great. Beck of the two work rooms came the kitchen., small and dark, op, ening to the living room in the rear. At one side of this, hack of a.sink, tc save plumbing, WAS the bathroom. And the back roan. the home of the Lipvitch family, where they enter- tained their friends, ate their' meals and slept, stretceied the -full seven- teen feet from party wall to party wall. Here father. mother, Becka and the twins, Muriel and Constance, the latter just able to walk, were sheltered. In the living room there were two beds, covered by colored spreads by day and shoved against the wall farthest from the windows, to get a- way from the night air. Becka and the twins slept on one of these and Mr. and Mrs, Lipvitch occupied thr ether. With the advent of Johnny Breen, a cot, from a nearby second hand store, was placed beneath one -df the windows. Cisamnon Lipvitch, like the heads of many families preponderant on the female side, felt himself overshadow- ed 'by the growing impudence of 1?ecka, added to the volubility of Mrs, Lipvitch. A shrewd general in a trade, he was limp in the bands of his wife and daughter. To him trade was art; it was life, and life depend- ed ecupon the teeming, crowding, mn1- tittide who, swarmed and squirmed in the alleys of the, town—it was a good place, this city, so full of customers always close' at hand. On the Saturday afternoon:..'of Johnny's introduction to the city his rv,'1 THURS., . JULY 14, 1932 reception in the back room of the Clothing Emporium took on the pro- portions of an event. Johnny's story given amid greedy mastication of peed rolls and gulps of tears and lukewarm coffee, thrilled the com- pany with a sympathy grown quick through the age -long persecution of their race --a sympathy leading to monumental works of . chastity within the . city. Tears coursed downhis cheeks as he repeated, "My mother is drowned, my mother is drowned!" The "ay, oy, oy" of Mrs. Lipvitch and Mrs. Yartin punctuated . the story: Mrs. .Blumgren, with large, wondering brown eyes, cried in sym- pathy, while Becka dried his clothes. and sewed on buttons. "You are staying by us, now," Becka spoke to Johnny, smiling, her face close to- his. Tears welled to his eyes. He was terribly tired; !cin.dness cut through hien like a knife. Johnny slept on a cot in the cor- ner. He drifted off into oblivion, exhaustion and exaltation crowding back the events of the previous day and night. '. Days of bewildering complexity followed on his establishment in tha family of Channon Lipvitch, as a cousin from the farm, for so Elkan Nesser, a malamud, advised. Slowly the river dimmed. Johnny Breen learned of synagogues and rabbis. He thought the whole world consist - ted of the river and the Ghetto, noth- ing else. Becka became a dominant force in the direction of his emotions. He burst out of his clothes, his strong body never tired. He could lift Becka high up so she might reach the top shelves in the shop; she was often needing things there, and then, sud- denly, he refused to lift her. hue climbed up himself and found neth- ing. John had achieved a prime requis- ite for wordly success. He was known four and five blocks' away as "Fight- ing Lipvitch." He became a cele, brity, nothing less, elevated above the boys on the street; on a par, in fact, •with young men four and five years his senior in point of age and a decade beyond 'hien in worldly lore. The Grogan Gang, out for revenge, cruised the Ghetto, John Breen, with brass knuckledusters en his pockets, a reckless light • in his eyes, fought when there were no more than two mensely rich, looking about for worthy daughters of Israel He sus- pected that ;miles and' miles beyond' them lay vast territories unexplored. A month in the Clothing Emporium —!New, and Second Hand—found John Breen part of a routine that included every phase of the business, that is, every phase of it but the receipt of wages. John lay awake at night reg viewing the bitter struggle and -Work- ed the harder by day, He arose e five -thirty, an hour before Lipvitch, and in the dark, murky room be slip- ped on his trousers, and with shirt He was suddenly confronted by a crowd of tong& or three, and took to his heels before a gang. He rather liked fighting, it added to his popularity. He be- gan to absorb the philosophy of the Ghetto, the kindly brotherhood of those who live within the pale. He also absorbed -a tremendous stock of self-conceit and confidence. Once he bit a rash young man such a terrific crack, the blow landed on his chin, that the victim lay for a half hcur unconscious. The story grew by telling and the fame of John Breen 1 tock an added stature. Fighting kept his mind alert and made him wary, while dim thoughts of thinks beyond the tenements of wide avenues and great mansions, crossed his consciousness in dreams. John learned that millionaires were in the city, powerful, kindly, and ini- Local in hand, went to the littered tub, In those mornings John worked hard and fast to get out on the street and then he idled about until the coming of Lipvitch. The street wail an endless show, a constantly chang- ing tapestry with human figures/ hung on human frames of brick. As the mornings followed each oth- er and his fame expanded, John Breen kept a wary eye for ruffians trudg- ing to aid from the river. His eta-e- at tayat the Clothing Emporium became more and more perilous. The Gro- gan Gang was "laying" for hint. He avoided the river front and kept a- way from the Bowery: Once, on a Saturday night, walking with Becica, arm in arm, and deep in the myster- ies of river lore, for John told bee everything he could remember, he` was suddenly confronted by a crowd tailersawm They .we`` o les Assista You know thoroughly well that you have power, in your store, to influence the de- cision of your customers in regard to what they buy front you. Your customers rely on you to give them produets which, in use or con- sumption, will give them complete satisfaction. You know and your customers know that, in regard to nearly' every class of product, there are several brands of equal merit. Thus, A's soup is the equal to B's or C's soup; D's shoes are the equal to E's or F's shoes; G's radio sots are the equal of H's or I's sets; J's hosiery is the equal to K's or L's hosiery; M's electric washing machine or refrigerator is the equal to N's or O's washing machine or refrigerator; and' so on and so on. Makers of advertised products recognize that you have access to the attention and favor of several hundred buyers—your regular and irregular customers, and they want to use your distribution facilities for their advantage. But are they willing, in(every instance, to assist you 11 in every instance to assist you to sell their pro- duct, if you stock it, assist you with a series of local advertisements, to be pub- lished in this newspaper? They say that they will provide you with plenty of window and counter display ma- terial, and printed 'matter; but quite too often they decline to use local advertising, in the. newspaper, over your name! ce! of toughs. "That's 'im! That's tha fightin' leyke!" Set on from front and back hewas unmercifully neaten, kicked and mauled: Becka, screaming, ran to the corner crying, "Molder, perliee!- molder, — Penlice!" Her; frantic screams were heard for a hiook and a' cop, povidentially near, rushed to the scene in time to. save John Breen from complete annihilation. Becka supported him, carried hint home, a bl'ood'y battered gladiate"r, Becka was lite nurse, tended him, washed his cuts and bruises, and got raw beefsteak from Mrs. ;Yartin for his blackened eyes. She sat on his couch and cried' over him, caressed ' him, her hero. And so the months went by in a smother of smells and chatter and continuous struggle. As the summer waxed to its -fullest' heat and high humidity thickened the air with oppressive damp, the Lip- vitch family moved out of their bade room into the rear area of the tene- ment. Here, with their mattresses close together, they lay gasping through the nights, John, prone on his back, gazed upward on clew/ nights at a slit of heaven. Frequent domestic arguments sounded baoli and forth down crowded light shafts and weird fancies filled John's mind as he fretted through the hot nights amid the close incest - of the city slums. (Continued' Next Week.) FOR NON -CHURCH GOERS The latest London proposal fot bringing religion to the man in the street, who doesn't bother about church -going, is to revive the old idea of the. religious or miracle play, per- formed in the open air. These plays, it is suggested; could he staged' on a lorry in the streets. Naturally, a cul- de-sac would have to be selected; but there is little doubt that they would attract a crowd: Open-air Shakes- pearian performances have been giv- en on lorries in some very poor quar- ters, and -have been well received: If the religious plays were well acted, they would probably get an attentive enough hearing. Advertising brings a new world to, your home. They tell you that they are spending a whale of a lot of money in big -city dailies and in nationally -circulated magazines; but you know —or can get to know—that In the territory served by this newspaper upwards of 00 per cent. of the families Iiving in it do not sub- scribe to national magazines and big city dailies. This means that the job of promoting local sales is to be put on your shoulders. If it is right to use big city dailies and nationally -circulated magazines, then, by the same token, it is right to use local weekly news- papers! It is no compliment to you as a retailer or to the buyers of this town and territory for a national advertiser to decline to advertise his product in this newspaper. You can get much more advertising for your store and stock than you are now getting, if you insist, as a condition of stocking a parti- cular product, that it be Iocally advertised in this newspaper. (N.B.: Show this advertise- ment to men who urge you to stock and push the sale of their goods, yet who tell you that their firm cannot assist their local sale by advertising).