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The Clinton News Record, 1936-04-30, Page 2PAGE 2` THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD 'mutts., APRIL 30, 1936 'The Clinton News -Record With which is incorporated THE NEW ;CRA TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION 41.50 per year in advance, to Cana- dian addresses, 52.00 to the U.S, or ether foreign :countries. No paper discontinued until all arrears are paid unless at the option of the publish- er. ' The date to which every sub ecription is paid is denoted on the ¢abet. ADVERTISING RATES — Tran- oient; `advertising 12c per count line 'for first insertion. Scfor each sub eequent insertion. Pleading counts 2 lines. Small advertisements not to -exceed one inneh; such as "Wanted," "Lost," "Strayed," etc., inserted once for 35c, each subsequent insertion 1,5c. Rates for display advertising made known on application. Communications intended for pub- lication must, as a guarantee of good 'faith, be accompanied by the name of the writer. 'G. E. HALL, I1. It. CLARK, Proprietor. Editor. II. T. RANCE Notary Public, Conveyancer Financial, Real Estate and Fire In- euranee Agent. Representing 14 Fire €Insurance Companies. 'Division Court Office, Clinton , FFrank;Fingland, B.A., LLB. 43arrister, Solicitor, 'Notary •Public Successor to W. Brydone, K:C. •Gloan Block — Clinton, Ont. D. II. MCINNES. - CHIROPRACTOR Electro Therapist, Massage 'Office: Huron Street.- (Few Doors Nest of Royal Banat) Hours—Wed. and Sat. and by appointment. FOOT CORRECTION lily manipulation Sun -Ray Treatment 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 203. Charges Moderate and Satisfaction Guaranteed. IiE McI£ILLOP MUTUAL ,Fire Insurance Company Head Office, Seaforth, Ont. Officers: President, Alex. Beoadfoot, •Sea - •forth; Vice -President, John E. Pep - eke,' Brumfield; Secretary -Treasurer, M. A. Reid, Seaforth. Directors: Alex. Broadfoot, Brumfield; James • Sholilice, Walton; William Knox, Londesboro; George Leonharcit, Dub- lin; John E. Pepper, Brucefield; James Connolly, Goderieh; Thomas Moylan, Seaforth; W. IL Archibald, Seaforth; Alex. McEwing, Blyth. List of Agents; '9V, J. Yeo, Clin- ton, R. R. No. 3; James Watt, Blyth; •John E. Pepper, Brucefield, R. R. No. 1; R. F. McKercher, Dublin, R. R. .:No, 1; Chas. F. Hewitt, Kincardine; :R, G. Jarniuth, Bornholm, R. R. No. 1. Any money to be paid may be raid to the Royal Bank, Clinton; Bank of Commerce, Seaforth, or at Calvin •Cub's Grocery, Goderich. Parties desiring to effect insur- .once• or transact other business will 'be promptly attended to on • applica- ion to any of the above officers ad- dressed to their respective post offi- -ces. Losses inspected by the director who lives newest the scene. 1 ANADIAN NATIONAL .lAILWAYS TIME TABLE Mains will arrive at and depart from Clinton as follows: Buffalo and. Goderich Div. "l oing•East, depart 7.08 a.m. Going East, 'depart 3.00 p.m. 4Going,West, depart 11.50 a.m. ("Going West, depart 10.08 p.m. London,Huron & Bruce ''Going North, r. 11.34. Ive. 11,54 ems, ;Going South 3.08 p,m. THE VERY BEST THINGS The Best Law—The Golden Rule. The Best Education - Self -know- - ledge. The Best Philosophy—A contented mind. The Best War — To war against •+one's weakness. The Best Medicine - Cheerfulness .and temperance. The Best Music—The laughter of an innocent child. • The Best Art—Painting a smile up - ,,on the brow: of childhood. The Best Science -Extracting some sunshine from a cloudy clay. The Best Telegraphing—Flashing a ray of sunshine into a gloomy heart. The Best Engineering—Building a bridge of faith over the river of death. The Best Bibgraphy - That lire which writes charity in the largest letters. .The Best Journalism_—Printing the rLie and beautiful on memory's tab - Pet. . The Best Navigation. — Steering 'clear of the lacerating rocks of per- :sotial contention. The Best Mathematics—That which ,doubles the most joys and divides the ,.tmost sorro-ws.-Kansas City Optimist, WELCOMING DANGER By: P, Morton I3oward "Are yoe'sure yeti. won't conte with us, Dad?" ' Old Reuben Baxter, beside the kit- chen fire •of the isolated little farnm house, looked up at his son and shook his head, "I don't want tog. •o gallivanthf about to concerts and things, tot at my. . age," he declared querulously. "I can't help wishing - you were coming along, dad," said kis dough - ter -in-law. "I don't like leaving you all by yourself here. Suppose some- thing was to happen while me and Lesniiel was away—" " !"' scornfully croaked Reuben. "Look 'ere, my, gal, there's nothing likely to 'appen - as I can't tackie' And yet you and Lemuel keep fussin'." I won't 'ave it, I teli you!" Ruth Baxter sought her husband's gaze. Ile shook • kis head rather helplessly at her. "Tine enough for ire to be old when I'm really old!" grunted Retie hen, when the noise of the departing car had smelted into the silence of the night. He re -seated himself , in his arm- chair, stretched his arms, closed his ayes, for perhaps half an hour he dpzed in the warmth of the fireside; Thee he awoke with a, start, Some- one was knocking at the front door. "Quarter past eight," he muttered,. peering up at the clock. 'Tis lam for folks to be calling." He trudged to the front door•, eau- tiously chained it, and opened it to a crack of a few inches. 'Oo's there?" he challenged. "Sorry to trouble you," came the reply. "I've lost my way. I saw a light here. I'd be glad if you'd. pus ing on my right road. I'm cycling. Making for Bristol." • "Bristol? You're miles away from the main Bristol road, 'ere. Which way 'ave you come?" "Salisbury." "Ah, then you must 'a' took the wrong fork in the road, miles back. If you wants to get to Bristol, you'll 'ave to go right back and take the other fork. There is another way, and it 'ud save you miles, too, but you'd never find it in the dark, and there ain't nobody 'ere as could show you the way. I'm by meseif. Me son's gone out for the evening with his wife," There was a disgruntled Iittle pause on the other side of the front door. Then: "Oh, well—thank you! I'll be get - tin' on back to the fork in the road. Good -night!" Reuben looked the front door and went back to the kitchen and brew- ed a pot of tea. He was just sitting down when again there was a knock at the door. "Sorry to trouble you again," came the apology, as soon as the door •was opened on its chain, "but that bike of mine has broken down. Could I get a lift in a ear anywhere round here? I particularly want to get to Bristol to -night. I don't mind paying a bit." ".You won't find no cars for 'ire round 'ere. My son's got a car, but that's what 'im axitl 'is misses 'ave. gone out in, and I don't reckon they'll be 'omit till after ten," "Do you think, if I waited I've had jus!: about enough of floundering about in the dark. "I don't guarantee as'e'Il take you to Bristol; mind ye, whatever you offers 'im, 'E'es like that." "I must . be in Bristol by the morning. I'll make it worth his while." "Web, you can wait, if you like. What'll you do with your bicycle?" "I'll leave it here, if your son takes me on in his car, I can come back for it at the end of the week." "Ay, so you would. Meanwhiles; you'd better put it out o' the way, round at the side of,the 'ouse, and I'lI let you in at the back." " He closed the front, ,door, went through to the kitchen, 'and opened the outer door. "This way," invited Reuben, and received into the kitchen a thin, sharp -visaged young ratan in a worn check suit. "Bit of a draught from that door, isn't there?" said the visitor. "Sure you shut' it properly!" He,tested the key in the lock, then slmot'the massive iron bolts, "Your company manners is pretty free, ain't they?" commended Reu- ben resentfully,. "It's no good your making a fuss, old 'ural" the youmig men •saiel. "You don't suppose I'm really wanting to be driven on to Bristol, do you? No, thank 'ee. When I leave here, I leave here by nmeself—and don't think 1'11 be. going Bristol way, after sill!" "W -what's the game? You've got in 'ere by false pretences, 'and.—" "Quite right, old 'un!' .I guess you're feeling sorry now that you told inc you were alone here, aren't you? I've stumbled across as handy a chalice as a man ean'want, and I'nm goring to unmake the most of it!" ' "Do do you mean robb'ry?'" gasped Reuben. "That's just what I do mean."• "1 shan't let you .touch a thing!"' boldly declared Reuben. "Sit down!" the'bther flung at him, "Erse Slowly he unbuttoned his'' jacket, and showed a short length of iron bat' -hanging within,. suspended from his sleeve -hole. Well you won't get nothing g ere said Reuben, but he looked doubtfilly. at the bar. " " Woih't? I. scoffed tlmeyormg man, ansa swung his weapiin gently in' iris hand. "Who's going to stop me, els? Don't you try it, old ?tin, unless you want to come•to harts. Gah!" IIe raised the iron, and making a .feint of striking' at Reuben. The old man shrank back in alarm, and the other burst into nnocking laughter., '"Not so brave as you Make out, eh, old 'un? So p'r'eps, you'll have the sense to help and not to hinder! ,Where do .you hide your money- Come, on,' out with it, or—=" ain't got no money! Reely, I ain't! This ain't my place now. It's Me son's farm now, and=" "Well, where • does he keep his money?" "'E—'e ain't 'got no money." "Look here, I'll give you just half. a minute to make up your mind whether you're going to act' sensible! Don't forget ,we're here alone, and if I should go a bit too far in dealing with you—well, 'suppose the house happens to be on fire after I've left? They'll think you set it alight by ac- cident; like a stupid old fool!" - "For a while Reuben sat perfectly still. Then: "AU right," he murmured hoarsely. "1 gives in." "All the better for yon! Where's the nmoney:kept?" "I -I don't want to tell 'ee! I didn't ought---" "Shut up about that!" cried the other, with a menacing upward swing of the iron bar. "Tell me where it's hid, or----" . Old Reuben cringed bask, pointed with a trembling forefinger. "It's 'id down there—down in the cellar!" "I don't believe it!". "I'll—I'll show it to you myself! quavered Reuben. "There's some loose . bricks down there. I'll get a candle, and show 'em to you! "All right! But if you're lying to Old Reuben lighted one of the can- ! dles on the dresser, and led the way 'down into the cellae It was large, spreading a good way under the whole farmhouse, and littered with packing cases, old house- hold junk, and other odds and ends. Reuben picked his way well enough atnongthe obstacles, but the' young man followed hint clumsily. "There, see them bricks?" said Reuben. The intruder bent forward. That same moment Reuben let the candle fall to the ground, extinguishing it. "You crafty old fox!" cried the young man, "You did that on pur- pose! You're trying to trap nue; but—" "1 never clone it in -purpose!" de- nied Reuben shakily. "We can soon light' the candle again. - It dropped just 'ere." He stopped and fumbled among the litter. "I can't find it," he conmplained. "You'd best strike a match." There ensued the rattle of a box of matches, a faint scraping, but ere a light had sputterecl'up, the matcliee were sent spinningfrom the intrud- er's. band. Then, with incredible nimbleness, the :old: man had gained the cellar steps anti slammed shut the door which admitted a vague' il- lumination from the kitchen lamp. "If I' cote]) you--" shouted the intruder, stumbling about in the pitch darkness of the cellar. "You'd better try!" cried Reuben, in a new, hard voice. "I'm still 'ere, mister'-murderin' -thief! But you'll never catch mel Iknows this cellar. I can dodge you all round it!" "I'lI lay you out for this! "Listen!" triumphantly shouted Reuben. "Know .what it is you can 'eat gurglin' and splashin? That's petrol, that is! Ay, and here's a dose of it for you, all over your clothes: I knows just where you are! And 'ere's some more for you! And then al] over the place! No, 'tis no good your making dashes like that! I told you you wouldn't catch me! "And now listen to ire, you . slink - in' thief! You threatened me, but 'tis my turn now! One touch o' flame, and this place roars into fire —and you 'with it! And" -his vorce dropped to silkiness -"no one knows. you're here, do they?" He laughed exultantly, terribly With ,a vigour that had not been Ins for many a year. Then the cellar door slammed open, slalnnsed shut again, and reopened just as the ,trapped intruder was groping to the foot of the steps. • In the doorway stood old Reuben, with the OR lamp from the kitchen held high. "Standstill, ye murdem'in' thief!" he sheeted, "Stand still, or I'll hur'i this lamp down 'at your very feet- acid you know what that'll nmean "Be careful!" gasped the ' other, over -awed by the dire threat of Reu- ben's tones. Ata this petrol.—" "Then stand you still, and keep, you Stihl You Make one move - to conte up. these Fere steps, and. I' fling the lamp,,, FUNERAL OF LATE GEO. SPOT- TON LARGELY ATTENDED Hundreds of people representing every village, town and township of Heron County and South Bruce paid tribute at the funeral of George W, Spotton, ex-M.P., who died Monday, In ti\ringhain and was buried on Wednes- day afternoon. There were also pre- sent many from distant points, in- cluding Senator Donald. Sutherland, who represented Rt. Hon. R. 13. Ben- nett. The service was held 'at. the resi- dence dence and so great was the crowd that the street and lawns nearby were filled. The service was conducted by Rev, J. F. Anderson, of Wingham United Church, of which Mr. Spotton was a member, while Rev. E. L. Ro- berts, rural dean, of St. Paul's Angli- can Church, Wingham, assisted. In- terment was trade in the tWinghans Cemetery. The pallbearers were Duncan Sin- clair, ex-M.P., for• North Wellington; Robe. Graham, Howick; Mayor II, J. A. MacEwan, Goderich; James Rey- nolds, Goderieh; 'Dr. R. L. Stuart, Wingharim, and 'Dr,• R. C. Redmond, Wiitg•ham, Honorary pallbearers were Senator Donald' Sutherland, Woodstock; Sen- ator Donnelly, Walkerton; David M. Wright, 'ex-M.P., • Stratford; J. T. Simpson, Barrie; Franklin Smoke, ex-M.P., Paris; Frank Boyes, ex-M.P., Dorchester, and Eccles J. Gott, ex -M. P., Essex South. • • NEWS IN BRIEF Rev. H. D. Cameron of Strath`roy was named moderator of the. Presby - Orion Synod of Hamilton and Lon- don, which met in the old Lundy Lane church at Niagara this week. He suc- ceeded the Rev. Austin Budge of Hagersville. A Toronto paperhanger' has been arrested for making bogus silver coins, which he had used principally as street car fares. An alarm has been caused in the township of Colborne by the report that a couple of ' brown bears have been sighted and children have been kept from school in fear of therm. At time of writing search is' being made for the 'beasts. So the vigil started, with oic lieu - ben poised above, with the lamp in his hand, and the young man Torre; ing, trapped, in the semi-larleness of the cellar. Five minutes passed, ten minutes. Reuben began to weary, and his arm to grow tired: , "I'm going to close the cellar door," he announced, "But I'm go- ing to put the lamp down just; out- side it, and if you tries to open the door, you'll' upset the lamp. And the lamp won't only set everything'. flar- ing, but it'll jam the door! And then. where>11 you be, eh?" He closed the door, setting the lamp on ,the floor beside it, so that the captive could see the thin line of light beneath the door, Then silently the old man crept to the sitting -room, possessed himself of the Loaded gun there, and returned, lie turned a chair to face the eel - ler, put the lamp back on the table, and flung open the cellar door. "See what I've got now?" Ise vaunted. "Well, that's better nor your bit o' iron bar, ain't it? You try to come through this doorway, and I'll' shoot!» With the gun across his knees, he sat down on .the chair- waiting. The prisoner tried persuasions, pleadings, but all in vain. At long last there came the sound of a car stopping outside, "Now Pll show Ruth and Lemuel Whether I can look after ineself or no!" muttered the old nman, with sat- isfaction. Then abruptly his expres- sion changed. "Lor", and I told 'em nothing was ever likely to 'appen to me! There'll be no comfort nor peace for . me after this! They allus be fussing round Inc,' afraid to leaveire alone!" 'He rose, shut' the cellar door, and hid the gun. He was seated by the fire, dozing ostensibly, when Rutin bustled into the room by the track doorawy. "Lemuel's just putting the car a- way,". she said brightly, ,"Good grac- ious, what a smell of petrol!" "What?" blinked' old Reuben. "Petrol ? Oh, that was me done that: I thought I 'eard a rat in the cellar, and I went, down and :knocked ower that can o' petrol by accident" "Lucky there's no harm done. Had your supper, I see? I'lI be getting mine and Lenmuel's soon as I've got my hat off." Sire went upstairs. "'Ere, you!" whispered Reuben clown into the cellar. "Take your bicycle—and git! 'And mind jiffy son don't see, you!" The intruder :Sited up the steps, through the back door, and was done. "So. nothing happened while we were away?" remarked Ruth, return- ing, "0' course notaries' 'appenedl What should 'appen? Far too ready to fuss ever ma, you and Lemuel are; May- be, you won't bother." s0 .mach in fut- ure, always expecting something to 'appen to me!" She passed into the pantry. The, old man sat back andgrinned dryly. "All the same," Ise was thinking, "I wonder what that young feller would have said if he'd known that lainp is one of then] patent ones that goes clean out the very instant they're unset?" --:London "Ansi`vers." Name Plate all that Re- mains of Canada's First Locomotive Treasured in the museum of the Seminary at Joliette, Quebec, is a small copper name plate on which is engraved in bold relief the single word "Dorchester". 'Plus modest plaque, is all that remains of the first steam locomotive'to run in Can- ada. it is just one hundred years ago that the merchants of Montreal saw the practical fulfillment of their hopes and dreams when the engine Dorchester which had been built by Stephensons at Newcastle -on -Tyne, England, carried the Earl of Gos:forcl, then Governor-General, and =Lady Gosforcl and a distinguished company over a stretch, of about fifteen miles from LaPeairie to St. Johns. The utmost secrecy shrouded the arrival of the Dorchester and her trials and the first runs were made at night before only, a few privileged guests. The engineer who was sent out from England with the engine seems to have deserted her shortly after arrival and it was some time before an engineer of experience was obtained. He was Ziba Pangborn, a native of Vermont, who was chief en- gineer of the Molson steamboat line in Montreal. The Dorchester was a wood -burner and weighed five and a •half tons. She .carried one cord of wood . and : one puncheon (84 gallons) of water in a special truck behind the engine,' It is said to have cost the "Company of Proprietors" ' of the Champlain and St. Lawrence, . as they were called in the charter granted by the Iniperiai Parliament in 1832, the suns of £1,500 while construction of the line cost £33,500. The first equipment of the railway, in addition to the engine, consisted of four passenger coaches, only one of which had doors and windows, although the others had a roof. The company had twelve freight cars. After doing valiant service between LaPrairie and St. Johns and .Dor- chester was purchased by Bai.'thole- mew Joliette, founder of the town that assumed his name after being known for some years as Industrie. It was worked on a short line be- tween. Lenoraie and Joliette up to 1864 hen tradition says it caught fire one clay and all that was left at - ter the fire was disposed of as scrap iron, The name plate which is non in the possession of Les Clercs de St. Wiateur at Joliette was picked up tmventy-four years later by a fairtner in a field adjoining the railway. The Champlain and St. Lawrence railway afterwards became the Mon- treal and Cimanmplain auci this in turn lost its identity through absorption with time Greed Trunk which, on am- algamation of the railways in 1923, became in turn an integral part of the Canadian National Railways. The trackage lois grown from fifteen miles to nearly 24,000 and the five and a half ton Dorchester has been replaced by engines 'of the Hudson type carrying 14,000 gallons of water and twenty tons of coal and develop- ing a speed more than four times that of the pioneer engine. The Dorchester proved somewhat refractory during her early dials and so won the nickname of "Kitten" on account' of her playfulness. Ow- ing to the "Kitten's" peculiarities it was deemed advisable to haul onmy two cars during the trial trip, the other cars being hauled by two horses apiece. Although it seems to have taken nearly two lours to complete the initial trip the engine made the fifteen ]Hiles on the following' day rn forty-five minutes. As originally constructed the teach consisted of wooden rails to which were spiked flat iron bars about .two and a hall inches wide and three eighths of . an inch thick, the spikes were driven two feet apart, There was a constant ten- dency for the spikes to pull upwards and from this circumstance the rail obtained .the nickname of "snake - rail?' Before going to Joliette the Dor- cheater was rebuilt and fitted with a eel), bogie truck and pilot, On the day_ of her hest run on July 21st, 1836, a greet banquet was served at St. Johns and the Governor-General and several of tile directors and offi- cials of the road spoke on that occas- ion. NEW DOLLAR COMING A new silver dollar, time last to bear the portrait el ICing George V, will be in circulation soon. Inquiry at the state department at Ottawa has elicited the information that the necessary, proclamation will appear in •;