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Mr. and Mrs. Sam Wilson and Jean Perks of Main street north spent the weekâ€"end at Old Orchard Mn‘& Aircraftman _ Wilbert Gowland, R.C.A.F., spent the weekâ€" Mrs. Willard Smith left Thursâ€" day evening from Malton %y plane to join her husband, omot‘l Willard Smith, in Newfoundland. A large gathering of friends gave her a hearty send off. (hlfl. Smith is the son of Mr. and Mrs. John PGE;E.“;BE vacation at Sparrow Mrs. Daisy Harris has been apâ€" i retary of the . Local fi‘fi:’: Bo.::d. No. Tâ€"18, in Georgeâ€" Smith, Church street, Weston. L.â€"Bdr. Earl Kirkham has reâ€" turned to his unit after spending his furlough at his home, 7 Conron Place. His baby dAugf:ter, nine months old, was christened Doroâ€" thy Jane at St. Philip‘s church, Etobicoke, last Sunday by Rev. Robertson. Jean Loney and Frank Po&e were the Godmother and father. Sweet Y o un g Thingâ€"Then where did you get the idea. Sweet Young Thing (to the Corâ€" gonl)â€"Did any one ever tell you ow goodâ€"looking you are? Corponlâ€"Wefi ‘er no. I don‘t think they ever did. _ ___ _ Mrs. Harry Pawson and David 127 MAPLE LEAF DRIVE WESTON PAINTING and DECORATING PHONE 630 352 for 25 words ROY‘S TAXI Have your house plfl' ted no inside or outside. Estimates Free Hourly or Contract Rates Work Guaranteed Read the Ads. Classified Ads EMERGENCY CALLS ONLY ON_ WEDNESDAY PROMPT, COURTEOUS SERVICE WESTON TAXI W J. WARD C. Mugford 231 MAIN ST. SOUTH UNDERTAKERS Dignifieé and Courtsous Funcral Service PHONE JU. 8921 1273 WESTON RD. UNDERTAKERS Funeral Directors Ambulance PHONE: ZONE 4â€"444 ‘FL YNN 900 45 6 PAINT UP NOW C. W. HINES PAINTING Phone TAXIS PHONE now "Progress is being made in the war against Uâ€"boats. ‘We are holding our own, and more than holding our own" said Mr. Churchill in his speech of 11.2.43 when he announced that the Allied fleets were 1,250,000 tons bigger than six months ago; that new building had exceeded all United Nations losses by that amount. Men and women of Britain‘s shipyards, working at high pressure to defeat Germany‘s most exnunt weapon of war, played their full part in making this unprec ted progress possible. Picture shows: A British shipyard worker with an oxyacetylene blow lamp cutting out sections of steel plating into which special fittings are to be inserted. ¢ CBC War Correspondent Peter Stursberg, who landed in Sicily with the first Canadian assault troops, and who has followed the advance as far as the capture of Enna, has returned to Algiers. From there, he is broadcasting a series of eyeâ€"witness accounts of the invasion. Here is the first story, broadâ€" cast Monday telling of the journey from Great Britain, and the first attack on the beaches of Sicily. . Mediterranean Storm Dies Down Before Troops Land at Sicily CBC. Hello Canada! A lot of things have happened during the last few weeks, since we sailed from Great Britain to invade Sicily. But I think the one thing that stands out in my mind, now that I look back, is the storm that blew up over the Mediterranean the day before we landed. We had been at sea for ten days or more at that time, the weather had been wonderful and there had hardly beena ripple on the water. The sun shone brightly every day, and we lay on the decks getting a wonderful tan. But the morning before we landed a stiff breeze was blowing. Our convoy had swung around in the great assembly area, where the ships from Canada and the United States and Great Britain and Africa had gathered. We had swung around head toward Sicily, when the wind began. By afterâ€" noon, it had turned into quite a gale, but we didn‘t think much of it then. We were too interested in the vast number of ships that had Waut Normal Pep, Vim, Vigor? "Try Ostrex Tonic Jeta. Contains tomios, To wese Sonle Setele Coptater toatve. shitess Introducsory size only Abe. 'f::&“uuwu"' bued with results of first package. maker refunds price. At all drugglsta. Start taking Ostrex Tablets today. Men, 30, 40, 50! BUILDING TO BEAT THE Uâ€"BOAT NEW MERCHANTMEN COME OFF SLIPWAYS This is Peter Stursberg of the The Weed Control Act compels every occupant and owner of land to destroy noxious weeds their lands as often in every year as is sufficient to prevent the ripening of their seeds. After June 17th, 1943, the Act authorizes the Weed Inspector to enter upon any land in the Township of North York with the necessary machinery to destroy weeds and charge all expenses incurred against the tax payer of the property. The Weed Inspector is compelled to enforce the provisions of the Act. Your fellowâ€"citizens seek your full coâ€"operation in helping the ‘Township‘s war effort by destroying all noxious weeds on your property toâ€"day and every day. H. D. GOODE, Clerk of the Township of North York. on, vilamin 1. € pep. vim. vigor, We . . , the People ... W EED! joined our convoy. There were ships as far as the horizon, big ships and little ships, war ships and troopers and freighters, We were sailing through the Mediterâ€" ranean, throufh the sea that Musâ€" solini had called "Mare Nostrum", â€"in the greatest armada the world had ever known. But as the hours wore on and the wind increased increased instead of dropping we began to wonder whether we would be able to land. White caps flecked the waves which were growing in size, and we could hardly mnf up to the wind in the foc‘sle. The captain of our ship, which was a former luxury liner, came down from the bridge to talk to us. He was very gloomy. He said that it was a high pressure storm which was much worse thah a low presâ€" sure storm as it could last for ‘days. He shook his head as we ‘stood by the railing, the wind ‘catching our hair and the spray blowing in our faces. He said,‘ "Even if she drops there will be too big a swell for the landing craft." The captain had spent a lifetime sailing through this sea and we believed him. He said, "They can‘t call it off now, they‘ve gone so far," and he was sick at the thought that they might call it off,â€"that all this preparation, all this work might be for nothing at all. I don‘t think any of us felt more hopeless that afternoon as we sailed along. We kept on saying, "Why should this storm blow up now, after days and days of good weather". We were sailing where no allied ships could have sailed only a few weeks ago, withâ€" out being subjected to the most violent air attacks, and yet there wasn‘t a plane in the sky. We didn‘t appreciate this fact, as we were too concerned about the storm. At supper that night we talked about the possibility of the invasion being called off, We J. W. WYETH, Weed Inspector. who was to g@' beachâ€" I mean a *11 d-‘z thms of 7E8â€" T was t6ld that barke d ut': inâ€"weather gm -.3'»« their [ backs . It was eight o‘clock | at m& the paratroops were ' s to llm'lkl tly before were us. uko veves weaked orce the beitgve of a line of dutflfi!m which cut across our bow. A little motor boat i epppeaced in the heaty wis inif j vy sea | to bom W 'Vigo ‘ stood on the deck ol “:o the wind scream thro ldg We vmd glumly (in ‘;.lg 4 ering dusk for a signal to come 'gnuch calling our great advenâ€" ture off. But our ships were still ploughing northward towards Siâ€" cily, A J(ml did come through at a quarter to ten when it was alâ€" most dark saying that "D" Day, the day of landing, was tomorrow. For a moment we didn‘t underâ€" stand the ‘signal, and then we realized that they were going throuih with it despite the weather. The ship was creaking and rolling as we went down to make our last mnntiom for the landing. At â€"past ten the officers of a famous Eastern Canadian Reii- ment which was to be one of the assault battalions had a meeting in the ship‘s lounge. The Colonel spoke; he was a young man, not much more than 30 years old. It was a simple speech, in which he expressed confidence in his men and said that this was a night that not only we, but the whole world would remember. At the end of the speech we stood up and the padre said a prayer. It was a serious moment for all of us. The thought of Dieppe was in our minds and we wondered how many of us, would live through the next day. It was the last time we met in the ships‘ lounge. Immediately after the meeting they turned it into a hospital ward. In the mess deck the assault tro:?a were dressings; the{ were cheerful and noisy thoug their wisecracks and their laughter sounded a bit false. After all, they were going to take part in the most dangerous military operation, a combined operation, and you couldn‘t blame them for being a little on edge. I went on deck again, the gale had dropped down to a breeze, though there was a heavy swell running. In the darkâ€" ness someone: said, "It looks as though it‘s going to be all right." A young naval lieutenant replied proudly "You never have to worry with Admiral Cunningham, _he knows the Med inside out". The night was sheer melodrama. It was just unbelievable how the storm died down. At ten o‘clock in the evening there was a gale, and now |at eleven there was only a breeze, |and by "H" hour, the zero hour for landing on the beach, there was hardly a ripple on the water. On top of this the loading of the landâ€" ing craft was the sort of situation you get in a malodrama. On the bridge I watched the ship glide |slowly toward the ‘anchorage. I could make out the black shape of the other ships near us, movinf \silently into enemy waters. An ofâ€" |ficer said, "They ought to start |throwing a few bricks at us shortâ€" |ly." There was a muffled sound of |gun fire in the distance, but no |shells came our way. A pretty ‘|pattern of flares pinpointed the | black sky ahead of usâ€"the air ‘|force was lighting up the beaches as it had promised to do. By one o‘clock in the morning the moon was down, the time for invasion was near. Two long thin vessels moved along side, they were tranâ€" sport landmi craft, known as L.C.P.‘s and they were loaded with amphibious vehicles called "ducks". There was a sand bar in front of our beach, the depth of the water on the sand bar was about a foot, but between the sand bar and the beach it was as deep as nine feet. So it was decided to use these ducks instead of the assult landing craft in which the troops had trained. There was still a swell, and the long, clumsy L.C.P.‘s were having a difficult time. Atâ€"two o‘clock in the morning the boats were .alonfaide. But no more than a handfull of men had scrambled down into them before the ropes broke. It took another hour to seâ€" cure the craft again. H hour was quarter to three in the morning. U We were going to be late, and and we felt that if it was, the eleâ€" ‘mqtm would.. be lost. we went on the deck quite heavily and someone buauttoluekolmdt&i'l'::‘ uu'ml‘\mnint ever and the whdwydhd‘ down. A British naval commander wondered if it could be postponed, | y******** operation such as this, or at least it ‘does in a ~normal combined operation. We could see the thin phosphorescent wake of landing craft from other vessels leaving for the beaches. By halfâ€"past three only 50 men had descended into the boats; there weren‘t enough ladâ€" ders to get the men into the boats quickly enough. But soon a naval officer ordered scrambling nets for heavily equipped troops to desâ€" cend, upoei:“f' in the darkness. It was four o‘clock and the boats were only half loaded. A delay like this was the relson for the trouble we ran into at i?&n. I heard an officer cursing softly, under his breath. But most of us were too worried to say anything. There were bright white !Yubes in the distance and the noise of gun fire was becoming more insistant. At half past four as the first lbght of dawn was beginning to send grey lowered to speed up the loading. But scrambling nets are dilfieu’t streaks across the sky the L.C.P.‘s were loaded and sheared off. The assault troops from our ships actually landed at about half past five, almost three hours after H hour. But, between 4.30 and 5.30 success signals were being seen on the beaches to the left and the right of usâ€"red and green and blue verey lights, makini a splenâ€" did are in the half light of the dawn. I followed the assault waves to the shore; I saw the LC.P.‘s disappear into the cloudy white amoge screen the naval craft had made. I heard the crackle of small armed fire as our troops leapt off the ducks, their rifles and autoâ€" matics weapons blazing. A desâ€" troyer began to shell the shore in support of our troops, and then as we got nearer to the beaches there was a sudden silence, The early morning sun was shining brilliantâ€" ly whn I landed. The beaches were timing counts for everything in an swarmin%l with_men even the sea full of them, They were p‘ourinfi out of scores of landing craft an wading ashore. A column of Itaâ€" lion prisoners marched along the sandâ€"one of the prisoners took his helmet off and threw it into the water. It was a gesture of finâ€" alityâ€"he at least was finished with fighting. A Canadian soldier who had just come off a landing craft quickly ;icked it up as a souvenir. 1 walked along the beach, sappers were waving their mine detectors on the other side of the barbed wire that fenced the beach off from the vineyards, but there was no sound of firing. It didn‘t seem real somehowâ€"it didn‘t seem like war. It didn‘t even seem like an exercise. Later I met General Simonds, the Canadian Commanâ€" der, who told me that he had sufâ€" fered few more casualties than was normal for even a large exercise. He said that we had caught the enemy: completely by suprise. Perâ€" haps it wasn‘t us but the storm that fooled the Italians, The storm that blew up over the Mediterranâ€" }em and died down just in time for us to land. At the Hospital for Sick Chilâ€" dren, Toronto, the death occurred of Alan Joseph Hands, beloved and _vomhgest son of William and Mabel Hands, 58 Mahoney avenue, Mount Dennis, and dear brother of John and Joan, age 14 months, and dear grandson of Mr. and Mrs. J. Legrand, 8 Main street south, Weston. The funeral service was conducted by Rev. Stone of Church, of the Good Shepherd, ~Mount Dennis. The burial took place Wedâ€" nesday to Sanctuary Park, Weston. Alan Joseph Hands It is estimated that in the proâ€" duction of parts for one torpedo, workers perform about 20,000 seâ€" parate operations, | OBITUARY | C000 s MORRIAIE ARIE! O NWBR VEIILL S a8 MV 227 Ad B9 SHOW, will be held as usual at a date to be announced later. Exhibits from Vlcwg’su'dm as advertised to be exhibited at The Annual er Show will be made at The Children‘s Show and prizes of $1.00, 75c and 50¢ :}:vgrded for tomatoes, beets, carrots and Exhibitor‘s olce. e“::fim?‘.a'i’g}im‘m‘ announced to be held 0 Annual Flower | The Weston that due ‘to pre cultural Society regret to announce conditions it has been om Annual Flower Show on August 14th, â€" N°Sâ€"~COMMUNITY GARDEN Victorian Order of Nursesâ€" When you want the nurse, phone Henry Mick, Marjorie Catharine, youngest daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Hogarthâ€"Brown On Saturday afternoon, July 17th, 1943, at Clntg'&l United Church, Windsor, by the Réverend Fred W. Brown, Weston, to David Rathbone â€"of ‘Toronto, son of the late Mr. and Mrs. Henry Hogarth, Toronto. Burtonâ€"Hunt At St. Peter‘s Cathedral, Peterâ€" borough, before an altar banked with pink spirea and mauve delâ€" phinium, Mary Eileen H u n t, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. William Hunt, became the bride of James J. Burton, son of the late Mr. and Mrs. William Burton,. of Weston, Ontario. Rev. Father K. Malane officiated. Mrs. Cyril O‘Donnell played ‘ the wedding music, and during the signing ‘of the register, Mrs. D. Campanaro sang, "Ave Maria". White faille taffeta with a sweetheart neckline and full bouffant skirt formed the ‘bride‘s costume, and from a halo of white flowers fitted to her head fell a fingertip length veil. She carried a cascade of bettertime roses and baby‘s breath. Mrs. Thomas O‘Brien attended her sister as matronâ€"ofâ€"honor. _ Mrs. â€" Edward Burton was the best man and Mr. Leigh hunt ushered the guests to their pews. After the ceremony a reception was held at the Kawartha Golf and Country Club where the bride‘s mother received, wearing a gown of orchid flowered crepe and a matching hat. Her corsage was of sunbeam roses. Mr. and Mrs. Burton are honeymooning at Niaâ€" ara Falls and on their return will five in Weston, Ontario. list of wounded in the recent campaign. 4 Mrs. George Argo leaves for a vacation in Haliburton this week,. Miss G. Chantrey kindly looked after St. Andrew‘s church and Sunâ€" day school last week. St. Andrew‘s church had the pleasure of hearing Mr. C. Minty, of Toronto amd\il week. His sermon was on: “M’ soul thirsteth after Thee, O God". Mr. A. Wynneâ€"Field was at the organ. Very nice topsee Miss P. Holmes visiting _ with Miss E. Beamish again. She is a frequent visitor at St. Andrew‘s church and we have missed her. Miss Holmes has been in the hospital for about five weeks suffering with an accident to her hip. The Etobicoke War Auxiliary exâ€" tends its sympathy to Mrs. R. Libly. Mrs. Libly heard recently that Pte. l!ichgx'gy Libly is on the Glad to see Joe Button around again. He‘s not being feeling too good lately. Mrs. Metcalfe very kindly {nvo time and knowledge this week to take most of the children in the village on hikes for Nature Study, The children npll;ochud this treat and return thanks, RIDICULOUS _ RUMOR Red Star, official Russian Army mper, ridiculed rumors from and other foreifn sources that Russia was seeking peace with Germany. . "Only complete rout of Hitiet‘s army and uncondi« tional capitulation of . Hitlerite WESTON THEATRE Germany can bring peace to the suffering nations of R'm-." the Charles Starrett _ Russell Hayden in "BAD MEN OF THE HILLS®" Margaret Lindsay in "ENEMY AGENTS MEET ELLERY QUEEN" |THISTLETOWN] â€" ALSO â€" William Gargan MONDAYâ€"TUESDAY AUG. 9â€"10 TWO FEATURES Rosiland Russell in "MY SISTER EILEEN" WEDNESDAYâ€"THURSDAY AUG. 11.12 TWO FEATURES Van Heflinâ€"Marsha Hunt in "SEVEN SWEETHEARTS" “som; Eggl-gAN WEDDINGS AUG, 6â€"7 TWO FEATURES "ROAD AGENT" LOCALS e# Dick Foran in GEORGE* «focctiintn‘st ol in â€"â€" ALSO ari