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Raspberries are getting ripe, Jim Bell newspaper clipping, Colborne, Cramahe Township, Raspberries tailor shop

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Member of the Canadian Weekly Newspaper Association Member of the Ontario Weekly Newspaper Association Subscriptions Payable in Advance In Canada $3.00 (Authorized as Second Class Mail, Post Office Dept., Ottawa) ‘COLBORNE CHRONICLE Established in 1959; Successor to the Colborne Express (Est. 1866) and the Colborne Enterprise, (Est. 1886) — Published every Thursday at the office of publication King Street, Phone 355-2107, Colborne, Ontario William G. Self —- Editor and Manager | In U.S.A, $4.00 . REMEMBER Jim Bell Raspberries Are Getting Ripe T have said a number of times that raspberry time always gives me a nostalgic feeling akin to home-sickness and, if you have never had an acute attack of that, you will not be able to appreciate just how serious it can be. Of course as one grows older, those attacks grow less frequent and not so severe. Sometimes, when I think of those early morning hikes up the base line to Thomas’ woods or down to Clark’s near the lake, with a few sandwiches in my pocket and a pail to put what berries I picked in, I get a longing to be a boy again with all a boy’s adventures and oppor- tunities still ahead of me. I often wonder if one would make any more of a success out of life if he had a second chance. I do not mean financially specifically, for very few of those, who have con- tributed the most to the better- ment of mankind have been in My the millionaire class. 4 I guess that I had better get _ off this trend of thought or T “may find myself shedding tears ~nqvert a -mis-spént life or causing} some of my readers to do so. I said in the little book of poetry that I had printed some time over a year ago, that I started to write poetry when _ about eight years old. Words _ just seemed to fall into place with me like the pieces in a jig-saw puzzle, When I went into E. J. Cox’s tailor shop to learn tailor- ing, I just had to write something about those who worked there and, at that time, there were eight or nine women busy in the work room. Their tongues usually went about as fast as their fing- ers and that was pretty fast most of the time, so my pencil got itehy and T wrote, Tn the Tailor-Shop Workroom Stitch and jabber, Stitch and talk, Laughing and giggling so, That is the way the girls all work In a tailor shop I know. There’s Mrs. Annie and Lizzie too, Each full of mischief enough to do. For Maggie and Jen, both quiet / as mice Then Kate and Miss Irvine, both very nice, There’s May, when she laughs, _ her nose gos so You'd think ’twas for laughing instead of to blow, Then of course, there’s the boss, who runs the show, But how he does it I really don’t know. I didn’t count. I was chore boy, apprentice and window washer. ‘Georgetown, spent the week-end Oh, I did learn to sew on buttons, an ‘accomplishment that has come in handy | occasionally. I don’ “| think that I ever would have made a tailor, so I threw up that opportunity and worked with my dad one summer, helping to build barns. I liked building but we could never get along. If think, like lots of fathers, he ex- pected too much of me and I Suess, maybe, I expected too much of him. Too many fathers take the attitude of a boss with their sons instead of talking with them as potenial men of the fu- ture. Most boys still have that spark of chivalry, that was bred in the old Anglo-Saxon race and if life is put up to them as a chal- lenge, they will, as a beat meet it as such. Note — Perhaps some of my readers will remember some of} the personel of the tailor shop, so I will just identify them. Mrs. was Mrs. Windover, Annie was} Annie Morrow, Lizzie Melleville, | a girl who lived with the W. Bell- amys, Maggie Morrow and Jen-| nie Gilbert, Kate or Kittie Clark, who was afterwards Mrs. Charlie Craig, Miss Irvine, another Lake- | port girl, May Gilbert, a sister of} ' Jennie, ‘ DUNDONALD | by Mrs. Gordon Honey On Thursday afternoon, July 9th, Ridge Road W. I., eleven ladies and six children, went to Codrington Fish Hatchery and were taken on an interesting tour. Afterwards they had a pic-] nic lunch at Spring Valley Park. There was a good turnout at} the Hilton Circuit Garden Party] held on Eden Church lawn on Wednesday evening, July 8th. Mrs. Britton returned home on Tuesday after a few days visit with friends in Montreal. : Mr. and Mrs. Roy Mutton, St. Catherines, spent the week-end with Mr. and Mrs. Doug. Mutton. Mr. and Mrs. Herbert Oliver and family, Alliston, were week- | end guests of Mr. and Mrs. How- ard Oliver. Mr. and Mrs. Don Swain and family, Kingston, took lunch Sun- day with Mr. and Mrs. Doug. Mutton. Mr. Je A and Mrs. R. Fletcher, with L.A.C. and Mrs. R. Calla- cott. Bob Mutton, St. Catherines, spent last week with Mr. and Mrs. Doug. Mutton. Mr. Bob Blyth, Colborne, is spending a few days with Mr. and Mrs. Roy Packard. . Mr. and Mrs. Albert Thorne and family, Millbrook, were Sun- day dinner guests of Mr. and Mrs. Kenneth Mutton. In the afternoon all called on Mr. and Mrs. Howard Samis, Colborne. Mr. and Mrs. Doug. Mutton and Mr. and Mrs. Roy Mutton spent Friday evening with Mr. Austin Maher, Cobourg. Mr. and Mrs. Lyal ‘Chapman and family and Mr. and Mrs. Roy Mutton spent Monday evening} « with Mr. and Mrs. Bil Chapman, Cobourg. Mr. and Mrs. Clifford Godwin and girls, Whitby, were week-end guests of Mrs. Roy Chapman and Ray and Mr. and Mrs. Roy Mut- ton and boys joined them for supper on Sunday. Miss Judith Thompson, 9th Concession of Murray, spent a few days last week with Mr. and Mrs. Clifford Pogue. Sorry to re- port Mrs. Pogue is under the doctor’s care. Mr. and Mrs. Winston Packard and family attended a family pic. nie at Darlington Provincial Park on Sunday, Mrs. Grace Montgomery and Norman spent Sunday afternoon and evening with Mr. and Mrs.

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