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Port Perry Star, 4 Dec 1912, p. 1

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Parrish, soil pipe $1.50 dent Rubber. Company, ts for Fire Brigade $22.00 Hutcheson and "Nays: Messrs. Carmichael, Wad- dell and Gerow. © John Cassidy was appointed gollector, © on Ww was passed rte appointment turning officers for munici- . 'Hooey-Veale cannot per-{ A quiet iq but very pretty wedding took without some place'a i home "of Mr, and 'Mrs, ket Ar ei Ar Ha le," Nestleton, 'Cartwright you to. accept this cane Townshi ntario, when their daugh- would have 'you look: ter Ivy "Hillman was united "in mar: reference to their value tage to Mr. Edmund Clement Hooey 2159 of Ngstleton _ by the Rev, Isaac), ; ith | The bride wad becomingly attired t, While in a navy blue. travelling suit with a m the, beautifu and groom had as dant little Miss Adel) ! each close our ea maybe fogatier hy ted to the popularity. teém in which : Letters from al Self. - Made Farmer to His Son Hamilton, Ontario, December 4, 1912 To James Tompkins, "Port Perry, Ontario. Dear I want to tell you another story of real life. ~ It's got 'an awful lot of lessons in it if you opens your eyes wide enough to see them. Well, once tipon a time there was a farmer as had two sons, They was both decent, likeable bays. They growed up on the farm, and did the chores. ' After awhile they got so they could drive a team real handy, and the old man started to pat hisself on the back a thinking what a fine lot of help he'd have in a few years. He'd be able to do without a hired man, and so on. Well, "them: boys they kepit sightion stretching up; and it was: a sight to see how they growed out of their clothes. 'The arms and legs of them youngsters poked right through and stuck out, and what's more them clothes would rip out until there wasn't a mite of sense asking thegboys to wear them any longer. Of course, clothes cost money, and the old man thought he'd done pretty well by them boys when he'd bought them each a new suit and overcoats in the winter, And they growed out of them, too, mighty quick, I can tell you. aturally; they didn't get no wages, for didn't their dad board and clothe them both? * That cost enough dear knows, for them boys was great eaters, | Well everything went along swimmingly until one day Jim (that's the youngest boy) he gota letter from a fellow he knowed that had went to the city. And the fellow said as how he could get Jim a job in the city that would pay him enough for his board and lodging, and $5.90 a week to the good. After that Jim growed uneasy like. "He couldn't help a thinking about that there $5.00 a week. Why that was more money than he'd 'had before in a year; and to think of that much coming in regular every week, and enough to pay his board and lodging, too! Of course if he stayed on the farm, he'd get his share when the : old man died, but the old man looked terrible healthy, and this here city job ud give him réady money in his hand to spend as he pleased, At last Jim up and told the old man that he was a going to tne ' city to work. 'OF course the old man he got awful mad, but he knowed he couldn't do nothing because Jim was of age, and voted at the last election. . So Jim went to the city' He was a steady fellow 4 and got along fair fo middling, getting his pay regular every week and saving & few dollars, but be didn't get what you might call rich. 'Harry (that's Jim's brother) he stayed at home and worked the m with the old man. = The years slipped by and the old man grew rand crankier. Then one day the team ran away with him and aid him up for a spell. Naturally Harry had to run the farm. by hisself as best.he could. ings went on this way until they come to some agreement so Harty leased the farm and the old man lived with him, keeping a vd a git of garden, A es to. tell you how cranky the old man got to be. Exch than the one before; and at last he had to be took thie time Hany': dog. ied Gn Harry's hash, for the old.

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