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Neveron Tuesday The first decision the new Township of Scugog council will have to make is when it will meet. The second is where. Since council will have a great many heavy decisions to make before January 1, perhaps we should offer to make the trivial ones. Meet on Mondays. Somewhere. Seriously, Monday night meetings would not likely be more of a handicap to council members than any other night, and it would serve the public interest best. We believe people of this area have chosen representatives who sincerely intend to serve the public interest and be fully accountable to the voters for their actions. To be accountable Monday night meetings should be held so the STAR will be able to get council news out to the voters while it is still news. It would be good for democracy, of course, if meetings could be held on stage at the High School Saturday nights so everyone in town could fill the audience and see for themselves how democracy operates. But we all know that will never happen. People in this area are going to continue to do as they have done for the past 107 years. They are going to rely on the community newspaper to report on council business as quickly and as accurately as possible. Because our deadline for news is noon Tuesday, Monday is the last day on which a council meeting can possibly be held if the voters are going to get quick reports. Tuesday is too late. And while we are making suggestions, would it not make sense to provide the press with copies of the same information council has to consider. Often council business is speeded up by simply, "'adopting,'"" or 'approving,' a report or request, 'as printed." If we have what is being approved before us in writing we will be much less likely to misunderstand councils intent. The new council will be around for three years. The STAR will likely be around for a lot longer than that. Let's try and get along. Other editors' views What this election lacked most seriously was a focal point. The most important office had already been filled by appointment (the chairman, Walter Beath, was selected for the office by the provincial Government), leaving the election of _ all lesser positions to the voters. This was not the kind of situation calculated to bring the electors to their feet shouting. The Prime Minister of Canada is not selected by the Governor-General; nor do the electors of Ontario have a Premier thrust upon them by Ottawa. But the arrangement is one that is apparently beloved at Queen's Park as a means of ensuring that electoral excitement did not get out of hand in regional government elections, that any interest the people may have had in running their own affairs was dissolved and disintergrated. . It worked fine in Durham. Globe & Mail | PORT PERRY STAR | Company Limited \0 Wy, ROT NEA A = OUR) = z Ss 0, ™ Eh AS rary Serving Port Perry, Reach, Scugog and Cartwright Townships P. HVIDSTEN, Publisher BRUCE ARNOLD, Editor WM. T. HARRISON, J. PETER HVIDSTEN, Plant Manager Advertising Manager Member of the Canadian Community Newspaper Association 8 Member of the Ontario Weekly Newspaper Association Published every Wednesday by the Port Perry Star Co. Ltd., Port Perry, Ontario Authorized as second class mail by the Post Office Department, Ottawa, and for payment of postage in cash Second. Class Mail Registration Number 0265 { Subscription Rate: In Canada $6.00 per year. Elsewhere $8.50 per year. . Single Copy 15¢ ARANARR 2 2 WELL, THATS NO PARTRIDGE IN THE , | t PLUMPTRE * Ol "HERE 15 NO RUNAWAY INFLATION 30 | NoJIcE -- 17's snl THERE / BILL MILEY J UGAR ano A BOB, A BARMAID AND A BRIGADIER Last week I was talking of the fun of meeting people when you are travelling. It's not that your friends at home are dull. They're probably more interesting than some of the types with whom you become bosom buddies on short acquaintance. But the people you meet on holiday are a refreshing affirmation that the earth con- tains an infinite variety of creatures of the human species. y This week I'd like to finish these thoughts by introducing you to three greatly differ- ent people we met in England: a Bob, a Barmaid, and a Brigadier. Hurtling from Edinburgh to Chester on a train, we picked up at the ancient and bloody old city of Carlisle, near the Scottish border, an addition to our compartment. I didn't mean that Carlisle is bloody in 'the sense of bloody awful. But it did change hands several times in the bloody border wars. And it was there that William Wallace, the great Scots rebel, was put on public view in a cage, before he was hanged, drawn and quartered, and his parts affixed on various pikepoles about the city, as a lesson to the Scots "rebels," in the fourteenth century. Anyway, Bob Mitchell proved an agree- able traveling companion. He was interes- ted, interesting, and affable. We'd been in the same war, he on corvettes in the navy, I in the air force. We nattered about taxes, housing costs, comparative incomes. As we rattled through the Lakes District, he went to pains to point out things and sights of interest. He suggested a good restaurant in London. A veritable gentle- man, in this age of boors. He proved this when we stopped to change for Chester. I started wrestling with AN Ra SEY Seice our luggage and an incipient coronary. Before I could say, 'Bob Mitchell," he had whipped the two big suitcases off the overhead rack, nipped out and put them on the platform. You'd have to be a basket case for -this to happen to you in Canada. During our earlier conversation, he told me he had a cousin in Neepawa, Man. I told him my column was in the Neepawa Press. So here's his message to his cousin: "Ask 1t Fred Crook remembers his visits to the Roman Wall area of Cumberland and Northumberland and his walks along the beach at Southborune." There you are, Fred Crook. The Barmaid. I'd been telling my wife for years about the barmaids of Britain. They are NOT the busty, blowsy barmaids of fiction. But they are a breed of their own, with their, "Wot'll it be, ducks?' and "Ta. luv." Ta means thanks. But they seemed to be a vanishing breed, supplanted by young women with too much make-up, wearing slacks and a bored expression. ; I was beginning to despair of finding a real English barmaid. But we did. She was Heather, in the Tudor, Westminster Hotel, Chester. She was 100 per cent proof of everything I'd been telling the Old Lady. She ran that bar like the ringmaster of a three-ring circus. Excellent service, a joke or a personal word for all the regulars. No play for tips. Peanuts or potato chips for anyone who looked as though he needed it. And all the time humming a song, pirouet- ting behind the bar, actually enjoying life, A delightful person. And nobody, but nobody, got out of line in that pub. It was not' a matter of rules, or threats, but of personality. Then there was the Brigadier. He was another kettle of fish, a horse of a different (continued on page 17) 50 YEARS AGO Thursday, Oct. 18, 1923 Thanksgiving services at the Raglan church were conducted 'by Rev. Carruthers of Blackstock; special music was provided by the choir. Congratulations to the Ashburn School on receiving 1st prize at the School Fair at Brooklin, Wednesday, October 10th. Two highwaymen held up Mr. Ballard, Ashburn, on Saturday evening and relieved him of cash he had just received, at market for his produce. The Seagrave Ladies Aid spent a pleasant afternoon and evening at the home of Mrs. L. Scott as they enter- tained their husbands to tea. $3,000 buys a 98 acre farm in the Twp. of Reach with good buildings and orchards. 25 YEARS AGO. Thursday, october 14, 1948 Young People from Lind- say Presbytery and Oshawa Presbytery entertained Port Perry residents last week in the form of a drama contest. Music was also provided by Harry Rogers with his accordion; the Ebenezer Quartette; Ross Metcalfe, soloist; and Peter Dubyk and Ted Koss with accordion, guitar and mouth organ. Commencing on October 15th at 10 a.m. there will be daily interruptions in Hydro service for one hour in hopes that the consumption is reduced to quota. The children of Centre School are having a one week holiday as their teacher, Miss Anne Melyn- chuk was 'married on Satur- day to Mr. Ralph Milner and is away on her honeymoon. "Mrs. W.S. Taylor and Mrs. John Starkey and son Glenn have returned home to Port Perry after spending several months in Scotland. 15 YEARS AGO Thursday, october 9, 1958 Mr. Walter Sharp, an immigrant boy from England, now a resident of Winnipeg, spent a few weeks at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Pogue, Scugog Island. Mr. Sharp worked for the Pogues for 18 months ° before heading west to find his fortune. Messrs. G. Marlow and Chas. Venning flew to New. York on Friday to see the world series ball game. The Prince Albert Sunday School lead by their teach- ers had a bonfire and sing song at the edge of Mr. E. Martyn's woods. 10 YEARS AGO Thursday, October 10, 1963 11 year old Larry Reesor, son of Mr. and Mrs. Charles H. Reesor, Bigelow Street, Port Perry presented a cheque for $10 to Mrs. M.B. Dymond raised through the + sale of liquid fertilizer to help raise money for hospi- tal equipment through the Hospital Auxiliary. A new Baldwin organ will be dedicated" in the Greenbank church service Sunday. The Senior Citizens enjoyed a bus trip in the past week to Orillia to see the brilliant changing colours of leaves.