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2-Orono Weekiy Times, Wednesday September 4th, 1985 MaSU,0oîQ "Strict Is Fair" The Ontario Provincial Police have continued witb their programme of "Strict Is Fair" campaign which was in operation in~ the local area over the past holiday week-end. Il required additional officers on the road and as well assistance from a Peterborough squad. In speaking with Sargeant Elson of the Newcastle Detachment he said 144 moving violations were issued over the past holiday week-end along with a further 12 non-moving violations. There were only two minior vehicle accidents. It is rather difficuit to make a comparison to a year ago on the samne holiday weekend as traffie has in- creased on highway 115 and the OPP did not have the "Strict Is Pair" campaign in operation. Sargeant Elson did point out that the majority of charges were to drivers outside the area and did further comment that local drivers were driving with more cau- tion and apparently hiad gotten the message. Abiding strictly by the rudes of the road does make sense even thoughi somne auithors of letters to the editor in the daily press seemi to think otherwise. Others feel there is a loss freedom when such as a breathalizer test is mientionied. Perhaps this loss of freedomi, as it is considered, could result in savitng a life and suirely the process is in the interest of saving life and property. Rules of the road are in the interest of everyone and the right to safe passage must over-ride the right of the individual. The "Strict Is Fair" campaign is a sensible camn- paign and one that warrants our support for ils fairniess to al. Hon oured Citizen A ward (Continued from page 1) job printing operation. A married man with two daughters, Mr. Forrester served two and half years in the Canadian Navy. He bas published The Times since 1950. Mr. Forrester epitomizes the Syd Stone award, it was stated being a chairman of the Orono Police Trustees 16 years; mnember of the Orono Hydro Commission 16 years; 30 years a member of the Orono Brass Band, sering. on the executive and as presi- dent; founding chairman of the Clarke Public Library Board, a position held for eight years; charter mem-,ber and past presidenit of thie NeWCastle iÀons CIlub; Kendal News Keeping your temper wYhen everything's wog Gallantly, pleasýantly jogg- ing along; Doing your job--if you like it or- not, Making the mnost of the lit- dle you've got; Carrying on w\hen you lwant to give in-- This you mnust do if deter- mined to win! The last week of the Ex- hibition bhas been cloudy and cool about 16 degreesý C. or 61 deg2rees F.not a2ood lor out1do0r vet Û01 'nl member of the Ganaraska Region Conservation Authority, chairman for four years; metnber of the Central Lake Ontario Library Board as well as memrber of the Newcastle Library Board; chairman of the Orono Downtown Businessmen' s Association for the past three years; a former mnember and president of the Orono Amateur Athletic Associa- tion as well as a coach for hockey and baseball. He was a member of the former Orono Chamiber of Commerce, serving on the ex- ecutive, several times chair- man; is currently a mremnber of the information and education advisory board committee of the Conserva- tion Atoi-i involved in Co-Op Edu!carion with Clarke ýHi-liSchool. "Is it any", wonder Roy C. Forrester, publishler of thie Orono Weekly Timecs, could not be in Quebec City to receive this award?" afternoon Augusjt 25 for the churcb scav enger hunit for the yugfolks after the dlimner. Then onWensy after- noon it was ideal for the U.C-.W. at MIrs. M. Steven1s. The, fowers after the rains were ail the colours of the rainbowý. Then in the evening thiose who attended the Allant LawrFence barbecue at Betbany enjoyed the wvarmi evening SO much with the ad- dedi bonus of istening ,to a speaker of Margaret That- cheri's cabinet . (Continued from last week) The Trumpet Shall Souind 1By EdwardMcur That summer Iold Peter stoppeCd takinigbhis, litlewak around the homestead. Buti cach day he'd sit out on a bCndih aong thIleifronit of bis wd ik aniok out açi oss the prairie to where the land dropped down and you could see tlie high bluffs along the far side of the river. 1 used to go to see him maybe twice a week. Mother was always sending me over with cookies and boaves of home baked bread and pots of soup and stuff like that. Besides 1 liked to go just to hear Peter talk. He was t[je first settler in our district. He'd filed his homestead dlaim right after the Riel -Rebellion and of course hie had lots of stories to tell of theold days. About blizzards and prairie fires and Mounties--things like that. But you could tellllhe was beginning to fail and not just because he'd given up his walks. He'd start out telling a story in the old way and halfway through he'd break off and forget to finish. In- stead he'd start in on another one or maybe just begin al oiver againi. And always he'd end up with Fish Creek and the burial of the dead. It rained some duingl the battle. But the next day was beautiful. Bright sun and the prairie ahl wasbed clean and crocuses sticking their heads up al over the place. And the river down below blue as blue thiough mostly she's a dirty yellow; and thie uniforms al red and blue and green and mne standing there in front of them ail, bugle flashing like a hunk of gold in the suni, blowinig like l'd neyer blowed 'before and the old general hinmself saying "Well done, bugler!" and me no older than you, son. For sure 1 gave the boys a great send-off. After a while he'tl say, "Be easy going that way. Just knowing that the notes were soaring up to let them know I' was a-comng. " And then l'd say goodbye and leave quick because there was neyer anything 1 could think of to say after that. .One morning in the early fal1 called in to see Peter on my way home from fishing. He wasni't on bis bench and there w\asn't any smoke comn- ing out thle chimnney though the day was pretty chilly. I knocksed on the door, miy hieart thumiping pretty bar-d against mny ribs and Mhen there wsntany answerI went insýide. Pleter wNas tillnin bed. He said somiething wenIcaled his inme but \you could telI hie waLs far away and didn't kiiow meli. I ran ail thewa home to geti Mother and Dad. Mother said, "B3ringL the bugle, Larry" -So I hrouigbt it. Old1di Peter lay very quiet eyes closed. \We stood around and talked in low voiceý> and waited f'or thie doctor. Motheri had pbioned bâim before we ieft home. After a whiile Peter's eyes opened, Tbey lit rîght away on the bule£,I and hie siied and becid out is hands. 1 gavc im iithe bugle and lhe huged it tigbit, and for it tde wýhile it looked as irhie was try'ing to g Let it to his lips. Thenlhe sovdit towýards me the wýaylie lbad done the first timle. "YoLurs, sn-"ie said. And then his face changed anid Dadi toid mie to go outside. Thle day of the funeral wýas lovely. Just like it was at Fish Creek I uess 70 years ago. Warmn suni, the grass wvashed trees along thie river ai sort of yelUow mist in the distance. But 1 felt awful. Not s0 rnuch because Peter was dead--4or hie wa.s a very old man--but because of whiat 1 had to do. 1 hadn'i slept for two nights just thinkîng about it. But 1 know that if 1 didn't do it 1 wouldn't ever sleep sound again. 1 was out in the yard fool- ing around when Mother came looking for me. "We'il be going in a few minutes Larry," she said, "You'd better change now. " 1 shook my heaci. "l'm flot going." 1 said._ I knew mother was shock- ed. Dad too, when Mother told him. "But %we thoughit--2'lhe began "--Peter liked yo u, Larry."- That was the thing that hurt most of ail though Dad didn't mean it that way. I bit my lip and didn't say anything because 1 knew I'd find it hard to taIL "It's ail rigbt, Larry. " Dad said and wvent awvay wýith Mother to the car. 1Iwaited till they were out of sighit down tflecroad. Then 1 saddled old Barney quick and wýe high tailed it across the pasture on the dead run. It was five miles to town and since I didn't have much time 1 mois ail the short cuts 1 knew. Barney was butter-fat but he ran bis heart out; and when we got to the foot of the big hili 1 pulled him in and gave him a long breatiser because 1 knew wç'd nake it with somnething to spare. The hilt--yeu could see it from 20 miles away--rose j ust outside the town, and the cemetery lay near the top of the long slope on the town side. It was a nice well kept cemnetery, flot like s0 many you see on the prairie stuck alongside the raîlway tracks and full of weeds. I rode slow up the side opposite the cemetery, and about 50 yards from flhe top of the bl 1bit- ched Barn ýy in a clump of willows and went the rest of the way on foot. There was a grove of trees running along thec crest of thec hilI, and lots of underbrush amnong the trees. 1 was right out of sight but 1 could see evrtigbelow Ime--thle town i about hallf a mtile awýay, and the funeral processioni winding up the hull, and thec mound of fresh earth over ini oneU corner of thecetey Thicee ere a lot of peolek in the processiOIon, osty old timers whI-o-d known Peter awýay back and had turned ont now to say goodbye. Thley got out of theircars and stood barebleaded and quiet arounid the grave and in among the tombhstones and listened to \what the mninister was sayîng at the gaeie 1 could Ihear thec words too. Thcy souiided solerrn and tbrillingl- ike the beat of a great bell--Mian that is born of a womnan hath. but a short time to live.... .we therefore commit his body to the ground..in sure anid ce- tain hope of the Resurrection to eternal life..Our Father wbich art in i.ae- And 1I stood there and waited in swecat and fear for the moment whien l'd have to do (lie thing 1I dreadled. So that Peter a 1 could botbi leep in pecace. And the,ýn an awýfui thougbt there wasn't a thing I could do except sweat and pray and hiope 1'd catch a word that would give mie the key. 1 caughit it. -Comne ye bssdchildren of my Father," the minister said and 1 rememibered old Peter's words-- "When the General came to that piece about Come, ye blessed of my Father 1lStep- ped out and readied myself and ifted that oki bugle fromn under my jacket and raised it to My lips. "The love of God and the fellowship of the Holy Ghost be xvith us ail everinore.", My lips quivered as if they were made of rubber and for a se- cond or two nothing hiappen- ed at ail. And then ail of a suddeni the souind came Out s0 clear and lovely and true 1 couldn't believe I was miaking it, and 1 was free of s\wýeat and fear and 1 knew everything \was going to bc alright. Up and up the nmusic soared--and whiere bef'ore l'd nearly aiwýNays mnade a squeak, it sounided as, clear as a bell, and I neyerqIuavýered even once. And 1 could see everyýonie standing at atten- tion down i there in the cemeitery, for there were a lot of old soldiers among Peter's friends and they kniew what to do at thie sounldinlg of the Last Post. They neyer mnoved a mnuscle and even after the music stop- ped they didn't sûir for quite a while and there wasn't a sound you cotild hear anywhere. 1 slipped away from the hilltop and rode home slowly, for Barney was pretty tired. Ail ýhe way home I tried to tell ànyself that 1 didn't care what anyone thought or said because 1 knew V d done the right thing. Ail the samne it was pretty hard going into the house, the bugle uinder my arril. But the minute 1 got in- side the door the way Mother smiled at mite. 1 knew everything- was ail right. -lut\was beautiful Larry," site said her voice a kind of whisper and there wNere tears in bier eyes "Just beauLtiful!" Dad put bis hand on mny shoider "Neyer heard you blow that way bv efore","lie saîd. "er proud of you, Larr y. Aý1nd lie added after a little while, "lIl bet Peter is, too." St. Savioùrsý- Anglican Churcli MILL STREET QRONQO, ONTARIO Rev. James Small Rector 987-4745 ORONO UNITED ORONO PASTORAL CHARZGE ORONO UNITED CHURCH Sunday September 8,1985 Orono United Church Gospel Sinig 12:45 p.mn. *Orono Fair Arena The Comury Four: Ross Metcalfe Ross & Fran Ratcliffe Pontypool The Salem Singers Those who wish to attenGt on- ly the Gospel sing mayeobtain a pass fromn The Rev. Fred Milles. BIBLE STUDY Wednesday 8: 00 P. M. Friendshîp Room EXPLORERS Tuesday September 1th 7:30 p. m. C. G.1. T. Thursday September 19th 6:00 p. m. Upper C.E. Auditorium girls 12-17 welcomed ORONO FAIR Book display and sale booth SUNDAY SCHOOL Sunday September I 5th 11: 15 a. m. STEWARDS Wedniesday September 11lth 7:30 p.m. Friendship Room ,KIRBY UNITED CHURCH Moring WL,ýorship 9:45 a.m. SESSION Tuesday Septemiber lOth 7:30 p.m. At, the Churcbi e emm SUPPLIES ORONO, ONTARIO 983-5009' .. . ............. . . .. ........ . ....