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«: PAGE 1-0 In the Province of Untano were are many localities named after plac- es‘z‘n the old country which are r: (are or less famous. There is a Middle'sex She was a pretty girl, with coils of brCWn hair. and a pair of Winsome blue eyes. She wore a white linen blouse, a sailor collar and a blue tie. She also had small white hands with several rings on her fingers and she tripped a}. out the room on little, highâ€" â€"heeled shoes. Pie upon me for an old, married man, to notice so many of the charms Of a pretty waitress ! There was only one person in the dining room at the time, a demure, but very pretty girl, with big brown eyes, who apparently was travelling and not used to it. She looked righteous disapproval of my conver- satiOn with the waitress. I could see from her expression that she knew I was married. being chock-full, so to speak. of that much-lauded feminine attribute known as intuition, which causes family men no end of trouâ€" ble. She knew that I was married just as easily and as certainly as she knew that I was getting bald, that I was already) quite gray, and that I was inclined to be corpulent. There Well to get back to the groove in which I started out, I found that Brighton was in the county of Nor- thumherland. Here, surely, was a. slip on the part of the people, who had scattered old country names all over the map of OntariO; the Bug- lish Brighton 0! the Perciee on the North Sea. _/ It was my intention to go from Brighton to Campbelliord, and I found that the only means of transâ€" portatxon was by stage coach. Here, amiwich. One A might go on at length with sdzh 2 es as Durham, \ctthum >erâ€" land. York, Leeds, Oxfc rd, Lincoln, Perth and Lanark, In a German disâ€" trict cf the Province there are the towns of Berlin, Dresden and Ham- burg. Ontario has its town of Paris, although the French Province of dueâ€" bee has not done similar honor 'to the gayest of capitals. There is even a place called Zurich in Ontario, showing that the Swiss had gained a foothold in the formative days. One bright summer day I found myself in a sleepy old town that re- joiced in the name of Brighton, and repose-d peacefully through the years on the shores of Lake Ontario. 1’ strolled about the streets in the morning, unimpeded by any rush of traffic. coach and through a country which at least here an English name. When at last the stage, all covered in, with side doors and windows, came lumbering up, drawn by a snap- py team of grays, I felt as I imagin- ed Bob Sawyer must ha? e felt when he started out on that memorable journey to intercede with old man Winkle; but when I found myself in- side the coach it became quite 'to me that I was Tom Pinch leaving Salis- bury for London and started the oth- er passengers and the stage driver by ejaculating quite loudly, “Yo-ho ! Yo-ho !” The horses, too, though they had started M? at a merry clip, seemed to interpret the sound as a com- mand to halt. for'they stopped. “What the Dickens is the mat- ter ?” said the driver, perring down Perth and Lanark, In a. German dis- trict of the Province there are the towns of Berlin, Dresden and Ham- burg. Ontario has its town of Paris. although the French Province of Que- bee has not done similar honor 'to the gayest of capitals. There is even STAGE COACHING IN ONTARIO "ERIP TAKEN THRO’ TRENT OESTRHCT morning, unimpeded by any rush of traffic Apparently 1 was the onl y person abroad. Shop‘seepers lounged in their doorways and in the dark in- teriors of the shops clerks yawned while they dusted the fabriCS of com- merce. ‘ The dining room girl had i late at the hotel rformed me, as I dailied with a Leakfast , that the place was “dreadfuIEy slow," and I was not long in realizing that she had been temperate in he.“ criticism. “What the Dickens is the matâ€" ter ?” said the driver, pern'ng down at me from under his shaggy brows. “Hev you forgot anything ?” “No, no,” I said. “Drive on.” I did not resent the brusqueness of his speech, for I recognised its apt- ness, perhaps better than he did. And now to describe the trip in my poor imitation of Tom Pinch. Up and away frOm the town we speed â€" steadily, steadily, upward from“ the low-lying lake ehore. Sud- denly the incline of tne road becomes elford in ‘anadian Ma- azine‘ +he1'e There is nothing in it but pure Soup 3 It unto: him the clothes and give! 3'» as sveflest cleanest mulls. To wash the Surprise way / mmmumm. Yummmbm “duel-3m. Soap cleanses so asily thatwash day is like child’s play. Up and away from the town we speed - steadily, steadily, upward from the low-lying lake ehore. Sud- denly the incline of tne road becomes steep, and the horses, making the small stones spin down the hill, haul the unwieldy coach to the top. To the right is an ancient-looking grave- yard where Brighton’s dead lie sleeping in sight of the quiet town and the blue expanse of lake, where .ever and anon vagrant schooners come gliding in with now and then a pumng steamboat. Off again {through a strip of woods and then ! swiftly down into a ravine and rumb- ' ling across a wooden bridge wilt ov- Eer a brawling stream. ; Yo-ho ! Yoâ€"ho ! g There is ,no guard to wind his horn ibefore coming to bends in the road, 'but the harness clinks right merrily. IThe driver chirps to his horses from itime to time, and the animals re- :spond to every modulation and infiec: i tion of the chirping with the alarcity ldue to daily training. ' 0n and on rolls the coach, and On and on rolls the coach, and turning sharply in the thicket at the bottom of the valley a little hamlet appears. The nucheus of the hamlet 'isa ramshackle planing mill on the [bank of the creek, and around this late clustered some small and weath- fer-beaten houses. Further out are a l l indeed, was one of the few passenger lines in Canada that has not been men-opolised by the iron horse. I looked- forward to the trip, because I had long dreamed of such things as excursions of joy. For I had al- ways been an admirer of that per- iod cf English literature which deals so ‘ibsra W:ly with stage-coaching. and now 151:0 set out in a real stage For Infants and Children ' The Kind You Have Always Boughi Bears the Isignature o: W Surprisé CASTOR IA “What place is this?” I ask the man who sits beside me. He is about sixty, one-eyed, and with a sprig of gray beard on his chin. He chews to- bacco constantly, cutting ofi a piece from a black plug about every mile, and spitting away with tireless com- placency through the open window. few farm dwellings, some white and some of red brick, with white cor- nices, and all surrounded by shade trees and orchards. - “This here place is Singl'eton’s Mills; it don't amount to much,” he replies. I agree with him. Now the road lies through the mid- dle of quite a long valley qordering the same little stream. On we race, by green meadows and fields of tas- selled corn, Farm houses, white or yellow, or'red are scattered on eithâ€" er sideJThe road is hard and Smooth and from the window I catch glimpâ€" ses of shady lanes leading I know not where. An old. red meeting house sadly out of repair, slips past the window and a dilapidated shed, hearâ€" ing on its weatherâ€"beaten walls the uecayed remnants of what have once been circus posters, appear next in the frame. Yo-ho ! Yo-ho ! The clatter of the hoofs ‘on the gravel ceases and gives place to a rapid succession of thuds. The road is sandy now. I look out of the winâ€" dow and in the midst ota, pine grove I see an old red school house. Some grinning boys and girls stand hash- fully among the trees to see the stage go by, for it‘ is recess time. The bell clangs, and they scamper nside. y! Notice is further given that after the third day of August, 1912, the Asâ€" signee will proceed to distribute the assets of the debtor amongst the parties entitled thereto, having re- gard only to the claims of which noâ€" tice'sh‘all then have been given,‘ and that he will not be liable for the asâ€" sets or any part thereof so distribut- ed to any person or persons of whose claim he shall not then have had noâ€" tice. A meeting of his creditors will 1e held at the office of Agnew 30m- pany, 91 Kent Street, West, in the Town of Lindsay, on Saturday the Third day of August, 1912, at the hour of eleven o’clock in the fore- noon to receive a statement of af- fairs, appoint i-nspectors, and to fix their remuneration and for the order- ing of the aflairs of the estate gen- erally. Creditors are requested to file their claims with the Assignee, with the proofs and particulars thereof re- quired by the Act- on or before the day of such meeting. me for the general‘benefit of his cre- ditors under the Statutes in that Le- half made and provided. Dated at Lindsay the 19th day July, A. D. 1912. On again! And once more the road is smooth and hard. We dash out of the woods and around a. curve of the stream. To one side is a dam on the shores of which are the rotting rem- nants of what was once a. saw mill. On the other side are a dozen tenantâ€" antless structures, all of boards that never were painted. Some seem to have been shops at one time, others mere dwellings. “Aha !” I exclaim, “the deserted village." ‘ I ask the tireless censumer cf black tobacco. Out over the breezy hills again. till, at last, perched on the top of the breeziest knoll of all, we come to a village of red brick buildings. The stage stops before a. structure over which is the sign, “Hilton Post- oflice.” The name has .n. old country smack, but I do not say that there is a Hilton in England. The tall spire IN THE MATTER of James Edâ€" ward Mansfield, of the Township of Somerville, in the County of Vic- toria, Merchant. NOTICE is hereby given that the said James.Edward Mansfield, carryâ€" ing on business at the Village of Kinâ€" mount, has made an assignment of all his estate, credits and efivects to “This here place is Cooperville," he says, “A longtime ago they used to make barrels and casks here, for the right kind of timber grew in the woods in them days. I hev seen piles of barrels as hign as a hill, ready to. be hauled away. That’s why they call it Cooperville, because there was nobody as lived here buy (-rmp- ers.” - In fancy I smell the sweet odour of fresh hickory and ash shavings, and see the'brawny, bearded coopers wielding their adzes and draw knives and driving the hoops home with ringing blows. “Here is food for thought," 1 Say to myself, “These relics mark the last outpost of as merry a set of craftsmen as ever wrought, “hose skill has long since been duplicated by machinery and whose obcupution has been taken away forever.” mtice to creditors W. E. AGNEW, Asaignee. Off we go again, clattering over the bridge across the dam. Yo-ho! Yo-ho! ‘ Clover fields abound, as well as orchards on which the fruit is beâ€" .fginning to show streaks of yellow jand red. Up toward us comes an au- itomobile at a merry clip, but, he- "fore we meet, the machine turns to the east. I ask my companion where ithat road leads to. He tells me that 'it runs to Wooller and then on to ’the town of Trenton. I. alvvrllvtava to it! proper tension ; IreStUlC§ um and vitahty. Premature decay and a 0 sexual weakness averted at once. Phosphate” will mus “quanew man. mg; 8% on. u: :wu for 35. auea to auyaddres: The Scoben Drug 00.. 8t. Catlin-Ina: flat. And now I begin to be actively aware of the fact that the demure little girl who regarded me so un- favorably in the breakfast room of the hotel at Brighton is a passenger in the coach. Of course, I must have known it in‘ a passive sort of way, for she could never have reDOBed 30 near to me for more than six miles of road by stage coach and my con- sciousness remain totally oblivious of her proximity. Phosphonolm restores every nerve in the bodv '9. Rona-v fancinn - rmh up; offhé” chapel looiz's Englishftoo; at} least, so I imagine, «for I haVe never‘ been in “the tight little isle.” l The next stop for the stage coach is at the village of Codrington which place, I have learned, is named after a more or less famous general of the British army who flourished dur- ing the time of the Crimean war. Here» the demure .little girl gets out, and is smothered in the embrace of a boxum matron, whom she calls “Maw.” Electric Restorer for Men I find, now, that she is coming into familiar territory. Some young fellows at Hilton, hanging around the' post office, to see the stage coach coma in, touch the brims of their hatsâ€"ask her about her trip. and welcome and smile to her. Apparent- ly they would like to enter into con- versation, but they cannot pluck up the courage. The stage dashes on again, leaving Hilton its dole of newspapers and letters. Yoâ€"ho ! Yo.ho ! Our road now stretches along the top of a long, high ridge, and on either side is a panorama of plains, and knolls, valleys and plateaus, till suddenly we dash down into a deep and dreadful gorge. On either side is a scene of Wild confusion. Frees, (id and dead, are lying everywhere with roots in air, and only partially hidâ€" den by the growth of a new genera- tion of forest. The little girl has to tell all about how she found Uncle Ezra and Aunt Emily over in York State. She says she is "awful glad to get back home,” as she is tired of travelling. “You meet so many strange and wicked people,” she says, giVing a last disapproving glance in my di- rection. “Wooller!” I say to myself. “Now that is the name of an historic town in the the English Northumberland" Perhaps I say it aloud. for my com- panion regardsme with a puzzled ex- pression. “This is the ‘break-away’ we're goin’ through now,” profiers my seat. mate, taking a fresh chew of tobac- co. “Once,” he continues, “a lake 'way up west broke loose and tame tearin’ down through here. It made an awful mess. Two tellers was caught near here. Bodies never would have been found only that one felo ler’s foot stuck up out of the sand.” The horses seemed to dread the ghastly place. They hurry through without crack of whip and with ears cocked as if on the alert. We gain the other side. We breast the hill. and dash down a long derline to the village of Newcomb’s Mills. It is a village without beauty or interest of any kind. Paint seems to be an unfamiliar quantity, even the few little shops being of bare, weather beaten boards. The most prominent structure is an old stone grist mill standing on the edge of a dam. There is a post office here also. and one of the'young fellows loiter- ing around outside actually speaks to the demure little girl in the coach. He says, “HelloafTillie,” She, smil- ing very sweetly, responds, “Helloe, Ben.” Lindsay-st. and ‘Villiam st“ “How did you like Rochester, Til- We Don’t Babble Shoes UNBSAY SHflE MAKER HUGHES Repairs while you wait. THE LINDSAY Pos'rfi H- .. Wig-nu \Vhen ynu wanr. your Shovs or Rubber: re- paired take them to â€" the â€". ’“vmm 31mm All. mun lle” sect a while, found that it was actu- ally killing and eating the huge. The beetle is rather a handsome specimen; in color, black with deep red trian- gular marks on its back, and is about the same size as a full grown. potato bug, but built on much more graceful lines. It is probably one of the Wes that was discovered two 01“ three“ years ago, but which has not become numerous enough to check the work1 of the potato bug. â€"â€"Fenelon Falls Gar‘ gular marks on its back, and is about quired to. pay down ten per cent. of the same size as a full grown. potato his bid upon being notified at the bug, but built on much more graceful acceptance of his tender, the balance lines. It is probably one of the ‘mcies of the purChase mOney to be paid that was discovered two or three at the expiratiou of thirty days years ago, but which has not become without interest. numerous enough to check the work Ploughing P98868810]: can be given of the potato bug.â€"â€"Fenelon Falls Ga: on the let of September, and Inn zette. Possession to suit Duchaser. D. H. CHISHOLM, Mr. M. McGilvray, oi Balsover was Port Hooe, Solicitor for Sarah Jane a business visitor to town todav. Lang, Administratrix. Beetle Eats Potato Bug Mr. Robt. Quibell noticed in his potato patch a few days ago a small beetle apparently eating a young po~ tat-o bug; and after watching the in- Now we come to a river, broad and deep, which sweeps on its way with a majesty that I have seldom seen surpassed. My companion-is getting down at the little hamlet where we halt, probably the most worn out looking place which we have passed through on the entire trip, with the exception of Cooperville, which; was totally uninhabited. ' Desperately I hurl one more questiOn at him. What river is this ?” I ask. "The Trent,” he calls back, and then I hear him say to a lounger, “That’s the most all-fired "curious man about names I ever did see.” Yo~hoi Yo-ho! Lights begin to twinkle, faster and faster, and more and more of them. I hear the whistle of a train. Streets nowâ€"the streets of a busy town. I almost said an innâ€"and Tom Pinch quite stunned and giddy, is in, not London, but Campbellford. We rattle over an iron bridge and draw up before a low, brick hotelâ€" “Well, we are in Percy now, and it won’t be long before we get tc Myersburg, where I get ofi," he ré- plies. “This is getting pretty thick,” I say to myself. “A fellow might be excused for imagining that he was in England itself.” “Yes, Percy township; why now ’t‘” he answers irascibly. lie ?” says a little wiry man who puts a heavy emphasis on the middle syllable of the name of the city. “My brother Bill’s wife's second cou- sin, Jimmy Grig-gs,” he goes on, “was there oncet for two «weeks. He was peelin’ apples in a cannin’ fac- tory. He says that up here we don't know what life is. I guess he saw everything thet was goin’ on â€" he's that kind of a teller.” Crack goes the whip and on WE dash. Good-bye, demure little girl. Yo-ho! Yo-ho! We are now getting into the heart of Northumberland, and the scenery becomes more rugged. After a couple of miles, another main road strikes out to the west, winding away am- ong the sandy hills. how ?” asks my companion. “Didn’t you ever hear of them places ? They don't amount to much, anyhow. Warkworth, though it has about? a thousand people, a bank, a newspa- per, opry house, and all the rest of it, has never had a railroad, and all the stuff that gets there has to come by stage from Colborne. And, as for Alnwick, the most it can brag about is a reserve for some Chippe- wa Indians.” “How long before the stage reaches Campbellford ?” I ask. “Oh, that goes to Warkworth and if you want to go on, it will take you to Alnwick,” he replies. That’swhat the floater told him I fairly bound from my seat as he utters these magic words. What more famous names in the English Nor- thumherland than Warkworth and Alnwick ? “What's the matter with you any- “Where does that road lead to I asked of the tobacco grinder. CHESTERVILLE, ONT..Ja°1. 25th 1ng “For over‘twenty years, I have been troubled with Kidney Disc-nap, and the doctors tohl me they code do me nu good, and that I would be a sufferer for the rest of my life. ,A_ ‘. ' LL)" lbol- v. ‘n- v . I dodored “ith different medical men and tried many advertiSc-d remedies, but none of them suited my case. Ill-- ..v.." v- _,-_ Nearly a year ago, I tried “Fruit-a- tives”. I have been using this fruit medicine nearly all the time since, and am glad to say that I am cured. I give “Fruit-a-tivcs” the credit of doing what the doctors said was impossible. ,!,_ __--â€"- A711 '41-‘11 L'Iulb'u’bnvyu . Thisfamous fruit medicine actsdirecily on the kidneysâ€"healing and strength- ening themâ€"and ridding the system of the waste matter that poisons the blow}. 50¢. a box, 67for $2.30, trial size, 25c. At dealers or sent on receipt of price by Fruit-a-tives Limited, Ottawa. “Fruit-a-tives cured Him 9'7 The school of the section is on the adjoining lot and there are several other good schools within the imme- diate vicinity. It is conveniently si- tuated also‘in regard to churches. No tender will necessarily be ac- cepted. FISHENG FOR This property is situated about 2i Miles from Fraserville on the line of the Grand Trunk Railway upon good‘ roads. It is about 5 Miles distant from Millbrook and about i Miles: from Hale’s Bridge on the utonabee‘ River. The soil is a good cm? 1’ am: and surface generally 1‘ Him: I: is} watered by wells and (- stems. It is a, first class general p irpose f:1rm.; The buildings are in good condi-: tion; the residence is of beick, fine and large and heated by furnace. Examinerâ€"Fishing for brook trout is one 01 the most pleasant and ex- citing of summer amusements. For those who cannot get away for an extended vacation, 2. day, or even an afternoon with the speckled beauties gives one plenty of exercise, the sport of lishing and catching something, and finally an excellent meal. TENDERS will be received by the undersigned up till August lst 1912 at Noon for that very desirable Farm, belonging to the Estate of William Aylmer Lang, deceased, namely :â€" T'he West Half of Lot number Two in the Fourth'Concession of South Mon- aghan containing 100 Acres more or less. Up till a few years ago, trout fish-‘ ing was popular among many Peter-e borough anglers. One of the best' streams in the vicinity is in Cavan: from the Cavanville mill west to Beth-l any, and here many used to get in quest of brook trout. Unfortunately many went at times inconvenient to the gentleman through whose iend the creek flowed, and coming 07‘? Sunday, disturbed the peace, besides manifesting the city man’s tendency of leaving gates open, thus allowing stock to get outlon the highway, ne- cessitating a long chase, continued aé- vertising in the ‘lost’ column or 2. visit to the pound before it Could- be recovered. A stretch of the stream Was then rented toa few anglers. -i:~.' shutting out the greater num‘r‘er. For attempting some gun play upon Special Officer Pinchin of the C. P.R. Flyn Brosw'ick was committed for Farm for Sake [1 Tender Examinerâ€"The S. O. R. sign would have been in order at the police court Friday morning. Several nationalities were represented on the docket, and, as per usual, the back benches were filled 'to overflowing. C.P.R. OFFICER One who is fishing for trout avoids the wearisome delays attendant or. those in pursuit of bass or lunee. if the fish are not biting. A much great- er stretch of ground can he ccvered for if the trout are not biting, or. merely goes farther up or down the stream. Long and tiresome waits in an open boat beneath a burning sun are thus never experienCed, as a trout creek in most of-its course, traverses an almost impenetrable jungle. Both banks are lined closely with evergreen shrubs and rank summer vegetation. Fallen trees are everywhere, a check to the unwary walker; Branches over- head entangle Your line even after the slightest jerk. Stones; and sticks under water catch your book just as you think you have abig iâ€"éllow. To these trials are added the tortures of mosquitoes and flies lighting on you when you are in an exposed place,' try ing to keep still. The eating of what you have caught is the last act which caps 05 the feel- ing of satisfaction ata good day’s outing. Perhaps when bites are few and far between, you seea footmark on a muddy flat and realize that another has fished the creek clean ahead of you. Sometimes in crossing the creek on a fallen tree, you slip or a branch breaks and in you go, up to your waist. Perhaps you pass a sign ‘Tres- passing Prohibited” and barely con- descend to glance at it, but this lofty unconcern 1's rudely shattered when the irate owner of the land takes you by surprise and orders you out at the double. successful tenderer W111 We THE BROOK TROUT WAS HELD UP Alta", where William Crowley, recently T1108. Brown. of Springvmev cattle averaging 1060 1136-, 5 Etrial at the Fall assizeE. urn-w purported to be an Australian. .1 ieflorts to interpret the chargfla'. proved futile. The serviceof Swartz who claimed abilitY“ 'verse in the Autrah’an langnflg' fpressed into commission, and iseveral desperate attempt5 to 3611 the prisoner upon the Dr {it was decided to revert the W” ihigher court. ‘ 1 3 FIRE AND Whe Larges: ’: . i t er. and will follow the former one. ('9 LIND'S A Y Broswick held up SW ' Pinchin at the point oia 33 :i, revolver, while the latter was fl discharge of his duties at the G. ‘ station. A second charge 0‘ "9'. ‘ was also preferred against :12“ ' -â€" -_A ._..--n cnnnu the ’59 and szandin M Rate: an respectahlc IOSscs is :‘.r U. H. HOPKINS xx. FRED H1 HANS Ii nsurcd in Baxrisrus. SGEECI (on fut xhe Ba loan at lowest n. South, Lindsa}, viile. Hopkins, Weeks 82'4””??? We are prepa: 60 u make loans an '" and {arm pmpcrzy .r 1m (’11. u pr vale fl: :0: m. min: Con Damn a~ ma} hedaild.‘ in >ums to sun burn “my, min spec“!a F‘ -egea. \ou 12.2.} pa} 2}. ins: aimem‘fl "06338 m m: of 1:2.cxcs‘. In: cred a“! laimems pa a: nut L mes. Alâ€"vi LAND SURVEVngx MBNEY T0 LOAN AT Ll 81MB NF RATES MU icipai Drain WA” ER 5); the most ImpmV :6; 1AVANA it WATSON, Omam ml ’ mimon Lam SU"-’c}uh, Engineers. uators. Surv:_v~ oval} descriptiODS“ IL, including Urainagc kas w Rogcz’s B!k, 0mm 0m, 120.8“! Phone 267. MCLAUGHLIN, PEEL. FULT STINSON R. J. 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