Lindsay, like any other town, had its derelicts who practically lived on the streets and drank cheap wine.
It was not uncommon to see a police officer pick up a fellow lying intoxicated in a laneway and haul him off to the "cooler" where he'd be locked up until he regained his sobriety.
Oft times these lads would pick up a jug of Bright's Catawba wine or a bottle of "Challenge" joy juice. After having consumed the contents of the bottle, they would be in a mood where they would build up their false courage and challenge the world.
Sometimes a charge of drunkenness in a public place would be laid and the person made appear before the magistrate for sentencing. Sometimes the magistrate would issue a stern warning and sometimes he'd be sentenced to do time in jail.
I recall a gentleman by the name of Harry Stone. Stone was the County Gaoler and was responsible for the gray stone jail on Victoria Avenue that was commonly referred to as "Stoney's Palace".
In the late fall, just as the weather would start to become chilly, some of these characters would virtually do anything to appear before Magistrate E. A. Gee in hopes of being sentenced to jail for the winter months.
I recall sitting in Magistrate's Court one morning when a localite appeared before the bench charged with intoxication and having thrown a brick through a downtown business window.
"Well tell me your hard luck story" said Magistrate Gee.
"I just aint got one sir," said the accused.
"Well I have to assume that with winter coming on you want a place to stay where you'll be warm and get a square meal. Therefore I am sentencing you to five months in "Stoney's Palace" said Gee.
The accused looked up at the Magistrate and said, "Sir, you have a kind heart". He was then led away to begin his winter's lodging.