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Page 10 OAKVILLE-TRAFALGAR JOURNAL BUSINESS INSURANCE DIRECTORY ELECTRICAL T. S. H. GILES Real Estate and Insurance 189 Colborne Street Hast akville - - - - Phone 632 19 Melinda St. Toronto - - - Adelaide 2761 Evenings - - - Oakville 712 eS LSE A L GENERAL INSURANCE H. S. THORNTON hone 874 Lakeshore West, Oakville A. F. BERRILL "Oakville's Active Broker" Real Estate and Business Broker Insurance Oakville, Ont., Phone 1233 PROFESSIONAL --_-- CARSTEN GLAHN, R.O. Optometrist -- Optician 163 Colborne St. E. Phone 1375 INDUSTRIAL COMMERCIAL DOMESTIC ELECTRICAL SERVICE BROWN ELECTRIC CONTRACTORS Gord Brown Phone 1059 Oakville a Tyan BILL ANDERSON RADIO - APPLIANCES Sales & Service Phone 521-M Dunn St. North Oakville L. F. CLEMENT HOME ELECTRIC AUTHORIZED FRIGIDAIRE DEALER Commercial Sales & Service Livingston Stoker and Oil Burner Units Service & Installation of all Makes WORK GUARANTEED PHONE 1441 16 THOMAS ST. N. GENERAL ELECTRIC Oil Burners WILLIAM C. MILLIGAN, R.O. Optometrist * Optician 69A Colborne St, Oakville, Ont. (Over the Bank of Commerce) cial Refrigeration Sales & Installation ENN 94 Maple Ave., Phone 1544 Oakville eye prescription services, TELEPHONE 1507 Closed All Day Wednesday HOURS: Daily 9.30 am-5 p.m. Thursday evening--7.00-8.00 p.m. or by appointment NURSERIES ROBT. NIELSEN NURSERIES Garden Design and Contracting TREKS -- SHRUBS -- ROSES W. A. CAMPBELL, D.V.M, V.S. Accredited Veterinarian Hours by Appointment Home Office 29 Herald Ave. Phone 390W Trafalgar Farms Office Phone 1344 OSTEOPATH CARLTON GREEN Osteopath 63 Division Street By Appointment Only. Phone 826 Evenings, Wednesday After- noon, Saturday and Sunday. BARRISTERS ANGUS McMILLAN Barrister -- Solicitor Notary Public EV We Grow - Design - Plant Prune - etc. Oakville R.R. 1 Phone 1444-W LINBROOK NURSERIES Growers of High Quality Nursery Stock Designers of Fine Gardens -- Contracting -- EIGHTH LINE N. Phone 137J OAKVILLE ' NURSERIES Evergreens, Shrubs, Bedding Plants Landscaping -- Fruits Lakeshore Highway W. Phonte Bronte 56W WM. SEALE Custom Tractor Work Wood Sawing, Plowing, Discing, Etc. Phone 224-W FLOOR SERVICE 107 Colborne Street Bast Telephone Oakville 532 ROSS RYRIE Barrister Solicitor Notary Public 61-A Coihorne St. East * Telephones Office 65: Residence 1487-w D. A. McCONACHIE Barrister - Solicitor Notary Public 169 COLBORNE ST. Telephone Oakville 1804 JOHN F. ISARD Barrister -- Solicitor Notary Public Successor to W. N. Robinson, K.C. 142 Colborne St. East Phones: Bus. 15 : Res. 216 JACK A. SEED Barrister-Solicitor Notary Public 27 Park Avenue Telephone 1237-R ACCOUNTING ); C. L. OLIVER and co. BRONTE FLOOR SERVICE LINO-MASTIC-RUBBER TILE PHONE BRONTE 184 W. H. PARKIN Floor Sanding & Refinishing Phone 1058-W. ROOFING NICHOL"S ROOFING New roofs & Old roofs applied Insul-Bric siding & Asbetos siding Insulation Materials Eaves Troughing Materials supplied & sold Peter P. Nichols New Phone 2544 Burlington Oakville 1445 38 CLARKE AVE., BURLINGTON (Estimates Given) BUILDING CHAS. WATT Local Representative J. Cooke Limited CONCRETE BLOCKS Aldershot, Ont. Phone 386J3 g and Business Systems Installed Income Tax Returns 32 Thomas Street P.O. Box 402 Ham. 7-5452 - Oakville 1268 D. HAMILTON-WRIGHT Chartered Accountant Telephone Oakville 1399 153 Colborne St. TURNBULL & HOLDRIDGE Building Contractors Concrete - Masonry Blockwork 1578W - OAKVILLE - 903 TORONTO - PLaza 5491 Wayne & Harrington Building Contractors REPAIRS To all types of commercial and domestic refrigerators and electric ranges. PARTS & SERVICE GUARANTEED E. W. BURBIDGE 136 Robinson St. Telephone 1423W Oakville D. G. PENMAN Rugs, Carpets and Upholstered Furniture Cleaned In Your Own Home. Portable Equipment -- Satisfact- "fon Guaran teed 108 Kerr (N.) Phone 1535 & Carpentry NO JOB TOO SMALL Burl. 2820 - Bronte 51-R BOOK TWO Patsy's Kid Fudgee By HERBERT C. MERRY CHAPTER 21 DOWN TO ONE Patsy was out on Victoria Com- mon, the large green grass: plot next to Owlscroft. She was giving, a lesson in self-defence to her three remaining children. Usually the last puppy to leave home is the best trained in the ways of the world as far as a dog is con- cerned. Beulla was attacking from the side and had a hold on one of Patsy's lovely long silky ears. Mickee Finn was being rolled over and over as Patsy shoved him along with her front paws. Fudgee had a mouthful of her mother's tail feathers and was getting a free ride across the grass as the squabbling mass moved over the Victoria Com- mon. "Oh kidney beans and brussels sprouts!" said Patsy, as she took a sudden step sideways and shook off the pups. "These kids of mine will never learn to fight. All they want to do is grab a hold of my ears or tafl and go for a ride." "Oh kiddely beams and bussled scouts!" mimicked Beulla in her rudest manner. "Maw-maw can't take it. We get her down, we get her down. Oh kiddley beams --kiddley beams!" She sat down a few feet from Patsy and laugh- ed and laughed. Mickee Finn was a little an- noyed at being treated so roughly by his usually kind and gentle mother, and, to relieve his feel- ings a bit, he took a good sharp little nip at Fudgee's tail. The chase was on! Across the com- mon dashed Mickee Finn with Fudgee hot in pursuit. As he ran, he looked from side.to side, seek- ing some escape from the hornet- like little dog that was after him--only a few steps behind. On the edge of the beach, where the grass of the Common stopped, was a pile of sewer pipes_nice long, shiny, brown sewer pipes. Here was just the right refuge for a chased puppy; just the right place to escape from a mad-hat sister who could not take a joke. "I'll chew you into little teeny bits!" screamed Fudgee. "You tail-nipper--you mouldy do-nut-- you smelly old dose of castor oil!" Mickee Finn didn't stop to ar- gue, but ran all the faster, vell- ing as he went. "Y.yyou have nn-no sense of of-of humour!" "I may not have a sense of hu- mour," screeched Fudgee, "but I'll have your tail in a second-- you sour lemon!" And she took a mighty snap at the little blonde tail, missing it only by a fraction of an inch, Mickee Finn reached the sew- er pipes. He didn't pause for an instant. He didn't stop to think whether or not he could get out the other side. He just dived head first into the nearest pipe and out of biting range of the angry one. Now Fudgee knew that pile of pipes well. She had investigated it many times. She knew the end of each and every one was block- ed by the large stones they were resting against. So she just stood a second while the. pursued one tried to crawl through, When he found he couldn't go right through, he backed up. When he backed up Fudgee nipped his tail savagely. When she nipped his tail, he howled and darted for- ward again, This went on for some seconds. Beulla ran down to watch fun. Patsy ambled down to the see | The Cookee Column what was happening to her blonde son. She saw--but she didn't do anything about it. "Let them fight it out by themselves," she laughed. "Fried ants in banana oil, I'd be busy the rest of my life stopping fights. He bit her, now she's bit- ing him, and so goes the world. Yes--no, yes--no--don't know!" She mumbled as she wandered off. Aunt Taff heard the shrieks of pain and crawled' out from her treasure trove under the house to see who was murdering who. When she found, what it was, she didn't show any more inter- est than Patsy. She dashed off down the shore to see if she could possibly drag home that lovely old dead seagull which she'd found that morning. The fight continued until Drib- bi came and stopped it. She was trying to have a little sleep on the sandy shore, but the growls of the "biter" and the squeaks of the "bitten" disturbed her so much she had to come and put an end to it. She rescued the poor trapped blonde. She sooth- ed the mad little red and also caught up the laughing Beulla. In a second or two she had them all in her! arms and took them to the cottage where she placed them comfortably in a little sleepy heap in Patsy's bed, Later (that night Beulla Pen- gilly, the happy, laughing little puppy, and her blonde brother, Mickee Finn, left Owlscroft to zo to their new homes. When the jolly red old sun settled for the night, all of Pat- sy's little kids but Fudgee had gone. We were down to one. "you don't have to keep looking at the floor. And you can kick your legs up and down without hitting anybody. You can gO around baretoed and your feet never get cold. That's because they don't walk on anything. They just stay up in the air where it's nice and warm. "And if you eat something while youre standing on your head," Teddy added, "you don't have to eat it down. You eat it or "ys very foolish of you!" Hanid finally said. Then she went over and lifted, Teddy up and stood him on his feet again. "Now," she said, "you look much better. Besides, how would you be able to wear your new hat if standing on your "rd wear it on | my feet said Teddy. Then Teddy sat down beside Hanid and said: "I'm not as fool- ish as you think I am." "No?" said Hanid. "Why not?" "I qidw't stand myself on my head." "You didn't!" Into the Room Teddy said: "No the children came into the room while you were out and' stood me 'that way. They stand me in all kinds of positions. Once they stuck me in the bookcase between the diction- ary and the poetry book. Every body thought 1 was pretty fool- ish, but.it wasn't my fault at all Another time they made sit as- tride the doorknob on the front door. Every time the door open- ed or shut I went for a ride. But I kept falling off. It wasn't much fun." "You poor dear," said Hanid "I feel sorry for you for being a stuffed teddy bear. If you were a real bear, the children wouldn't do such things to you" "Maybe," said Teddy, "you ought to stand me up on my head in the corner again, so that when the children come back they'll find me just where they left me." "H'mmm," said Hanid. 'Yes, that's right" So she stood him up on his head again in the cor- ner. And there she left him, just as she had found him. But all the rest of the afternoon she kept inj Teddy Stood On His Head HE SAID HE PREFERRED IT TO HIS FEET Teddy!" exclaimed Hanld when she came into tne play- room. "What are you doing stand- ing on your head?" It did look rather curious. There was Teddy the Stuffed Bear in a corner of the room standing on his head with his feet in the air. "I like it this way," said Ted- dy. "It's more fun than standing on my feet. Everything looks different and wonderful. I'm go- ing to stand on my head all the time." . "But Teddy, that's silly! No one stands on his head." "I don't know about that," said Teddy. "I stand on 'my head. Yes- terday 1 saw the goldfish stand- ing on his head. Flies and bees and hornets and wasps stand on their heads. Squirrels stand on their heads. Lots of folks stand on' their heads." Hanid sighed. "I suppose so. But it doesn't seem right. That's what your feet are for--for standing on." "They're for standing on," said Teddy, "because we stand on them. If we didn't happen to stand on them they would be for standing on." Very Puzzling This seemed puzzling and mix- ed-up to Hanid so she just sighed again, because no matter how Teddy explained it, it still didn't seem altogether right. "Now suppose you stand on your head," Teddy went on; ndering to herself whether, after all, Teddy hadn't really fooled her--and whether he wasn't, for all that he was stuff- ed, as clever a teddy bear as a teddy bear can be! He had got his own way! He was standing on his head! It was all he had wanted. else, including U.S., Mexic Argentine buyers consigners, the sale at Wallace park aren, year-old Barbara While just about over f a Joi 1ast and Col was very hap, National recent To Susie Bell, one of the sal 88. Quality Custom Made & Mfg. Co. PHONE 859 Optometrist 163 Colborne Street Daily 9.00 to 5.30 Sat. "9.00 to 12.30 Mon. and Or By Appointment Carsten Glahn R.O Optician Oakville -- TELEPHONE 1375 -- OFFICE HOURS Evenings Thurs. 7 to 8 Nelson Crushed Sion] | for Oakville 694 or B Various Sizes of Clear and Crusher Run Stone Roads and Driveways INFORMATION AND QUOTATIONS : PHONE urlington 4904; WILLY DEE 3y Vic Gres c IT'S TOO WINDY, WILLIE, YOU NEED MORE TAIL ON YOUR KITE/ MOM WON'T GIVE ME ANY MORE TAREE SoHE TAIL LEFT 2 % Ji IN THIS NEIGHBORHOOD? A JOB SHOVELING WHAT ARE YOU KIDS DOING DOWN HAVE YOU WALKS 2g = MUGGS AND SKEETER [ LL, NO WONDER! COME > WITH BACKTRACKING . LIKE. CHARITY... 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