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WEDNESDAY, AUGUST : Street § L.ength of MaIn Lakeview Ave., from Lake Shore Road to Beach Road............. 2004 ft. Long Branch Ave., from Lake Shore Road to Beach Road.......... 2078 ft. Lansdowne Ave., from Lake Shore Road to Park Road............ 1458 ft. Beach Road, from Lakeview Ave. to Long Branch Ave............. 452 ft. Park Road, from Long Branch Ave. to East Endr.sâ€".a:.yccan....‘ TaQ tt. Myrtle Crescent, from West End to Lake Cromenade............/.. 681 ft. Lake Promenade, from Myrtle Crescent to Government Road.L...... 2884 ft. Government Road, from Lake Promenade to Alder Crescent........ 1918 ft. Tamarac Ave., from Lake Promenade to Alder Cregcent............ 1465 ft. Alder Crescent, from Tamarac Ave. to Government foad...........} Teo ft. Spirea Ave., from Elder Ave. to Carnation Ave.................... 621 ft. Lilac Ave., from Elder Ave. to Carnation Ave....................> 588 ft. Violet Ave., from Lake Shore Road to Laburnham Ave..........!. 1276 ft. Kingsberry Ave., from Lake Shore Road to Elder avel..l.i.lln. 060 (t. Dahlia Ave., from Lake Shore Road to Elder Ave............60..« 966 ft. Daisy Ave., frony Violet Ave. to Spirea Ave...!...........n.}..>s 1625 ft. Rose Ave., from Phlox Ave. to PMac Ave .n .ls la ul l > 497 ft: Teak Ave., from Lake Shore Road to Maple Ave......san.lll..... 1018 ft. Ash Crescent, from Teak Ave. to Pine Ave............}2.. emiece 20 ft. Eider Ave., from Lilae Ave. to Dahlia Ave.................}0}>> 1818 ft. Pine Ave., from Lake Promenade to Connaught Cireus.......s.... 888 ft. Connaught Circus, from Pine Ave. North to Pine Ave. North........ 1656 ft. Pine Ave., from Connaught Cireus to Ash Crescent..=....0......... | 408 ft. Myrtle Crescent, from Lake Shore Road to South Bound............ 1530 ft. Ash Crescent, from Pine Ave. to Myrtle Crescent. ...........>}>>>> 666. ft. Also a fourâ€"inch Water Main on the following streets, viz.: Elm Ave., from Lakeview Ave. to TLansdowne Ave;..:...u.....v..: 004 ft. Arbor Reserve, from Lakeview Ave. to Lansdowne Ave............. 904 ft. Park Road, from Lakeview Ave. to Long Branclkh Ave...:.uall.lal. Abda ft. Cedar Ave., from Tamarac Ave. to Government Road............... 504 ft. Balsam Ave., from Tamarac Ave. to Government Road. fh........%. . 80% ft. Edgewood Road, from Lakeview Ave. to Lansdowne Ave........... 904 ft. Together with the necessary Hydrants, Valves, etc., and intends to specially assess the cost upon the land abutting directly upon the work. 9 ‘The estimated cost of the work is $55,000.00, of .which no Lpgrtioln is to construct streets: to be is six Take Notice T. | The Dated at Islington this t The estimated cost of the work is $55,000.00, Of .M paid by the Corporation.. The estimated special rate cents. The special assessment is to be paid in thirt BUFFALO â€"Daily, May 1st to Nov. Leare Burraro _ â€"_ _ 9:00 P. M.} BRastzen {Lave Creveraxp _ â€" 9:00 P. M. Arrive Coryscanp ~â€"~ 7:80 A. M. $ _ _ Sramparp Tram _ | Arrive Burraro â€" . 7:80 A. M. )Connections at Cleveland for Cedar Point, Putâ€"inâ€"Bay, Toledo, Detreit and other points. Railroad tickets reading between Buffalo and Cleveland are 8006 for transg?rbafion on our steamers. Ask ur ticket agfit or tourist ageney for tickets via C & B Line.. New Tourist Automobile Rateâ€"â€"â€" f ifi.oo Round Trip, with 2 days refurn l.ymlt. fpr cars not exceeding 127 inch whfelbase. The Cleveland & Buffalo Transit Company Beautifully colored sectional puzzle chart of The Great Ship **SEEANDBEE‘* sent on receipt of five cents. * Also ask for our 32â€"page pictorial and descriptive booklet free. A petition against the LOCAL IMPROVEMENT NOTICE That:â€" Council of the Corporation of the Township of Etobicoke intends as a Local Improvement a sixâ€"inch water main on the following TOWNSHIP OF ETOBICOKE work will not avail to prevent its construction. 15th day of July, 1922 ,. 1922 BETWE EN ‘ 8. BARRATT, Clerk. 15thâ€"CLEVELAND Xyer:ii...¢a.>. Cmamfai l ta k . North:..... . ind . .a.cos.sâ€" of which no portion 1s rate per foot frontage thirty instalments. 4 Length of Main Myeltl. 2004 ft. feagg.. 2078 ft. ces 1455 ft. x de. . 452 ft. u.ny 180 £t. aimess. . 68L ft. es S9s4 ft. e itacs aig. . A405 t use T80 t n naies c GBI bt. nedBs t as .t. T97e: ft. k: «060 ft: lc e060 ft. chai‘. T625 ft. ul 45 5 ies AOTS ft. e $20 ft. ... 1TB818 ft. sall.. ~O8B8 ft. mall.. TG5s6e ft. hcC A92 ft. fexiae 1580 ft. csnls G6BLft. I found my little sum ff money steadily decreasing. And as women always have and always will do, I took boarders. Why boarders? I must have work so I could keep my children with me.. For several years I struggled on, overworked and underâ€" paid, yet keeping body and soul toâ€" gether; doing my bit in church and community; trying with all my ‘might to bring my children up in the fear of God and have things honest in the sight of all men. 4 those of the present day often can. At twentyâ€"two I married a kind, honorable man. Five children blessed our home, but, as always, lack of means hampered us. We were happy in each other and the children, but lacked the means to carry out much needed (we thought) plans. The Great Grief Then came the sorrow thit to this day is an abiding grief. ‘My husband died. My youngest, a nursing baby, my oldest, a boy of fourteen. A farm I knew not how to manage was my income, I sold it for a few thouâ€" sand dollars and bought a comfortable home in an adjoining city. There I tried to educate my.children. I sent my eldest son to a business college, also to a prep. school for one year. The others attended the city schools. My health and strength failed, my oldest daughter as well. She had given of her best young strength. I dared the worst, dismissed my boa_rders, went to the west for the summer and took my daughters. In these days of teaching, where country school teachers teach everyâ€" thing from gardening to embroidery, and then some, my efforts appear weak. However, I know that I turned out pupils who could read better, spell better ,work their sums better than those of the present day often can. Every day of these years had taken their toll of me. Every year had found me poorer and every night was haunted by the fear of the future when my. children and I would be desâ€" titute. Why didn‘t I trust God? I thought I did. I think I do. YÂ¥et the fear haunted . me daily, hourly. It made me irritable, it took the sweetâ€" ness out of our lives. Over us all was the scum of fear. § My oldest son ‘obtained a position iq a nearby city. My second son was learning a trade.. When I returned from the West, better in health but still with the burden of supporting my family upon me, I became an agent. Oh the horror of it! I did fairâ€" At last I was allowed to go to school. Over a mile I went with many others to the, little school set way back in the woods to be in the centre of the district. In three sides of our playground . ran a beautiful trout stream. . Sparkling over stones and pebbles, it made the pebbles look like gems to us and we gathered the most lovely and carried them over a mile and hid them in a recess under a big rock, playing we were pirates, and I was a girl! . At fourteen I was tall and large for my age and considered ‘smart‘ in school. I secured a school in a back district, passed my . examinations, taught fer fourteen weeks for seventy dollars, half of which I gave for board. . ; ly well, but I felt as if I were a marked woman. It took all there was in me to ring the bell and make my. business known. I could not stand the walking and had to give that up. Then I tried a store in my own house. I was too far out of theâ€"business section. Then came another blow. My son had learned his trade. My oldest daughter was training for a nurse, when my second son came home and said: Nancy J. Porter in MacLean‘s Magazine. I am‘a great reader, therefore I often read the istories of other lives. There are parts of these stories that do not ring true. As I write this in my cabin, I wonder shall I be able to escape this, to me, general fault? I promise myself my tale shall be true, even if truth is dull. \«â€" My people were. Christian people who early led me to believe that the only real important thing was to lead a Christian life. Their view of what that lifé was would probably seem narrow should I put it in print. Neverâ€" theless I am not sure but that their narrow »views of long ago, made as good a type of man or woman as the broader .views of toâ€"day. I was a lonely child and an imaginâ€" ative one. My faith was strong in all fairy books. Many hours were spent in reading them.. Never will I forget the long sunny afternoon, in a close bedroom, where, by sheer force of will, I insisted that we write ‘Fairy Stories.‘ My two friends, more proâ€" saic than I, had â€" to listen to mine, while I must confess I dictated theirs as well. What did it matter if surâ€" roundings were sordid? Did we not company with miracles of light and beauty, flashing gems, hidden â€"grottos â€"sparkling with precious stones and surrounded, in fancy, with mysterious beings clothed in diaphanous garments of glistening fragility? But in spite of such doings I really was an outâ€" doors child. "Mother, I am going to Alberta, take up a homestead and see what I can do. I cannot live here any longer." My heart seemed to stop beating for an instant. Yet I knew it was the result of much deliberation on his part. The winter before we had writâ€" ten the Canadian government and reâ€" ceived their homesteading literature. We had talked much about it, but some way not really believing he would dare to go. I helped him to get ready. _ His brother and I gave him what little we could spare of money and wished him Godâ€"speed. My little girl and I were left alone, our hearts aching. He met with many discouragements, â€"yet I found a good farm or homestead near a growing town. He knew no more of farming than any other boy whose life had been spent in the city. He had all to learn. The Start For Alberta Early in the spring of the following year I sold my city house, bade goodâ€" bye to dear friends and my older chilâ€" dren and with my little girl took the long and tedious journey to what seemed the unknown country of Alberâ€" ta. . The horror of that heartâ€"breaking trip I‘ll never forget. Crowded trains and carâ€"sickness and the car wheels saying over and over: "You can never go back, you can never go back." M WARM, PM FED, M LOVED, BUT M OLBD AND OUT OFâ€"A JOB Our train was twentyâ€"four hours late. When we reached the little fronâ€" tier town my son was waiting for us. He had come with his oxen to take us the rest of the way, a distance of over forty miles. In our company was a young girl, who had come thousands of miles to meet her lover, who had been getting a footing in the new country. Before starting on the last stage of our journey the lover had THE TIMES AND GUIDE, WESTON At tenâ€"thirty that night we stopped the weary oxen‘at the door of our new homeâ€"a rude log cabin, twelve by fourteenâ€"too tired to eat, too numb with misery of the heart to realize much. We swiftly went to sléep on a tick filled with straw on the floor. Oh, how we slept! Then the waking! What of the Future?Z I draw a veil over the months that follow : the day the fire came and we stood in alittle fireguarded place while the billows of fire leaped from tree to tree, and we gasped for our breath as the flames sped on: the day when the oxen sickened and the heartbreaking suspenseâ€"would we be able to get our breaking done for the year? the joy of our first cow and her wonderful calf; the first brood of chickens and the dreadful nights when the whole family ran to rescue the chickens from weasâ€" els; the loss of our biggest haystack by fire; the hungry days when illyâ€" proportioned meals failed to satisfy us; the blessing of new friends with whom we made common cause, laughâ€" ing over our misfortunes, congr%tulat- ing ourselves.and each other when we were allowed to run new debts for maâ€" chinery that was to be paid for when the still unbroken land brought forth harvests; the building of the new school. The novelty of it all helped us to bear it as a new experience and the blessing of God was upon us. When the novelty wore off we were used to 1t. # 1 Again we started on the last leg of our journey. The way grew wilder, ‘a cold wind came up. Just as the sun was setting we saw in the distance the new, oh so new, village of ‘Pleasâ€" ant Rest.‘ To one fresh from the treeâ€" embowered villages of our native state the name seemed a biting sarcasm. Raw and stark under the rays of the setting sun, it lay in forbidding ugliâ€" ness. My heart sank. Was this to be the scene of my\last years? It had grown cold and, pride cast aside, (we had not been able to get our trunks) my son had wrapped me in a bed quilt of glaring color. Homesick, heartsick, cold, I didn‘t care. . There were men and women of all nations, of high and low degree, kindly all,â€"from the German old lady who spoke of coming to Alberta on a ‘Homesick ticket, meaning ‘Homeâ€" steader‘s‘ and speaking only too truly, to the greenhorn Englishman who liftâ€" ed the back of his wagon to let down his horse‘s head so it might drink. As I look back at those days I reâ€" live them in memory. I see a land just as the Creator left it, turning to grainâ€" fields in well fenced farms â€" the first church and its student preachers doing God‘s work, what they lacked in exâ€" perience being made up in zeal. The next morning being the Sabâ€" bath, we, being Christian folk, prayed and sang‘ and then journeyed lon. Now the trail grew wilder, with deep drifts of snow in many places. In open spots the oxen went knee deep in water, stopping to take great drafts of it. My son said they loved the snow waâ€" ter. Early in the afternoon we halted in the deep snow in a wood. _ The trees kept the wind from us. The men cleared the snow for our feet and with blankets spread under us. we were made very comfortable. Here we preâ€" pared the second and last meal I ever ate, cooked in the open. Our farm grew with the rest, ambiâ€" tion added others. As lands and stock increased so were added burdens, that years would clear. My son married, a wife took my place in the home. My youngest began for herself. I woke up. â€" I had lived for years to get my children selfâ€"supporting. Now I was without a job. Noâ€"onme to work for, no one to plan for, a meagre income, an alien from old friends; I had faced the world: bravely with my children to fight for; to get their feet on safe paths. Now what? God pity a woâ€" man who gets to sixty without a home to plan for and be mistress of. Do my children love me? Yes, but they cannot understand. s At five in the afternoon we started. At dusk we halted. Chairs which my son had thoughtfully brought were placed near the camp stove.. The oxen were fed and our first meal in this new, strange land was cooked and eaten. We sat by our fire, singing and watching the wonderful northern lights until the oxen were ready. Then on again through this strange wild land, the tang of ice in the air which made us cover warmly; our light the stars and northern lights. One member of the party slumbered peacefully on the hayâ€"covered bottom of the wagon box. There were coverings in plenty, held firmly in place by a rocking chair turned over her. At midnight we reached. the halfâ€"way house, so called, but it was not so to us. We were exâ€" pected and the feminine portion of our party took possession of the "Ladies‘ bunk house." Using our own bedding, we made ourselves comfortable while the men camped in the wagons. My oldest daughter went to a far country as a missionary. There was a place for me. I went. Hard we workâ€" ed in heat and squalor to see lives helped and made useful. ‘Then came the war. She as nurse left for France. Again I was out of a job. I began to knit, but could do but little, as again I must go back to the cabin, grown, but still a rude unplastered log cabin. There was no lure of novelty now. I knew it all. The children were dear, the grandâ€"babies lovely, but while I was loved, welcomed and wanted, I was not needed. I am as young in heart, as willing to start out on a new venture as of old. My ambition is not dead, but where can I go? Must I settle down in my easy chair, to mend, to read, to write and play with babies? Just as in youth my heart cries out for activity, a home to plan, and to be of service. There is so much to be done and countless thousands suffering to the death. It is not enough to comâ€" pare my lot. It brings no comfort. I want to be of use. Is this rebellion wrong? God help me; He must know best. So I wait. Before me stretches the snowy stubble field, every tree and shrub a glistening miracle of hoar frost. I‘m warm, I‘m fed, I‘m loved, I‘m wanted, but I‘m getting old and am out of a job. God help me. He knows best. After dinner the party separatedâ€" the newly married to buy the prairie necessities, our family to visit the butcher, the baker, for food for the coming trek. A new thought comes. Is waiting the new job?. Is it promotion?, I‘m filled with wonder. I‘ll do my best. found a parson and our little company made the wedding party. We, in an extravagant mood, dined ‘at the most expensive hotel with much cheerfulâ€" ness. If not real for all, all assumed it. It is hoped the assumption passed for real to all but the guilty parties. Most people are ready to sing: "The summer time, I‘d gladly greet, if it would come, without the heat." y Moburthl § stt 0 umc i xo 7 tX s C & & 9e 1-.[‘;)§ Pay s s s h _ se Chal . ; hss a hm d EP\ 4P & h @ TL 790 D T9 s 4. Sanle. 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