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W Mr. A. A. Neil, teacher in the Con- tinuation school at Drayton, reports finding a rock in the Conestoga River which, when split, released some sixty or seventy scarlet rubies, with apparently several times that num- berof gems still remaining in the unbroken portions. v ' ,_ We are not anxious for history Repeat itself in that regard. (Mildmay Gazette.) Last Thursday when we had our first. fall of snow. M r. Joseph Sehuett, Sn. called in to inform us that fifty- three years ago winter set. in on the 12th of October and the snow re- mained until the middle of April the following spring. Many of our readâ€" ers will probably remember that winter and the time the farmers had taking up their turnips in the snow. Finds Rubies in Rock. we go round and round a con- stantly ascending spiral. Everyone tries to get a little more in order to imprOVe his economic position. Some get it; the prices of their pro- ducts go up, and everyone else tries to get a little more himself in order to pay for the things that have in- creased in price. Presently we are all as we were before except that we haVe climbed another storeV' of the spiral. A general raising in wages in all industries would be of only temporary V'alue unless farmers could be made to sell food products as cheap as before and unless busi- ness 1111.111 could 'be prevented from {11115115 p111lils commensurate with {1111 1111\\ $131111'1fVVag 13. 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I‘lie 111st of us 1‘7 all think that it VVe 1131: only get a ‘ littlenn11‘11111 money for 11 little 21.1.88 1 work VV11 shall be happy; an! it we E do get it VV111 are astonished to find i t that prices go up as fast as incomes or 11V en fasterâ€"and we are no hap- pier than we were before. Raising a man’s wages does not in the long run improve his position unless the wages of other men re- main low. If a shoemeker, for ex- ample. gets an increase in wages amounting to a dollar a day. he is proportionately better off, so long as he can buy clothing or meat or bread or automobile tires or coal or sewing machines at the old price. But let the men who produce these things get the higher wages or pric- es to which they believe they are en- titled and the prices of what they- produce go up at once. Then \the shoemaker is no better off than he was before. ' The fact that wages are high or that the prices of commodities are high does not in itself mean much. If every income in the country were cut in half tomorrow, and if at the same time the price of every article were cut in half, everyone would he in precisely the same situation as before the general reduction. It is what your money will buy that counts. The Russian gets perhaps a‘ million rubles for a day’s work, but when butter is five hundred thou- sand rubles a pound and shoes fixe million rubles a pair, he is not get- time ahead much. Raising Wages and Prices. (Yohth‘s Companion.) It is natural enough for every mag, to desire an increased return for the commodities he produces or for the ser\ice he renders. Whoexer has anything to sell gets the best price he can for it. The only influence that restrains him is the fear of 105-- ing his market. Whoever works for another wants- and tries to get a higher wage and resents and some- times resists a lower one. The ten- dency of prices. therefore. is gener- ally upward. The standard of liv- ing, the volume of money, the scale of expenditure move up faster than the supply of goods increases. Each generation. generally speaking, finds that it. costs more to live and suc- ceeds after a fashion in getting more money than the preceding genera- tion got with which to meet expen- ses. FIFTY-THREE YEARS Other Papers’ Opinions DURHAM BHRBNICUE Thursday, October 26, 1922. IRWIN, Edita- ud hopfletor ._ V «3.1,. .119 k. AGO to ' Then Emany things 113 riggt. after anothem , c] “You may begin at the foot of the class. Pete." said Mr. Bruin. “Where he belongs,” remarked Clippity Fox in a loud Whisper. But whether or not Pete belonged at the foot he did not stay there. Word after word that the others missed he spelled correctly, until at length he passed to the head. That was too much for Clippity FOX, who now stood next to him. ' “Hey, Smarty!” cried Clippity.‘ “You know - eVerything, don’t ‘you?i Matters came hto a alâ€"imax'aftér athe fourth-grade spelling class was call- ed. In that class were Ringtail Coon, Sally Rabbit, Brown Bear and Clippity Fox. ‘~smart~.-~\1ecz”'they said and to cut worse capers than ever. \\'ithout a word Pete. obeyed. He looked so shabby and so clumsy as he came stumping up the aisle that line whole school tittered. But. the littering stopped after a while. Pete Porcupine may have been odd-looking, but he was not stupid. He answered all the teach- er's questions so glibly that before long he was at the head of the geo- graphy class. At length the rest of the pupils became so provoked with him that. they pretended not to listen to his answ‘ers. It sn happened that no Porcupine had ever lived in the \Voodsy neigh- tmr‘heed, and so the new pupil was a strange sight. indeed to the seheol. "hey ventinuecl to stage at him. "Come up here, Pete, and Join this class in geography,” the teacher Said. "You are One of the Porcupine family, I tako it,” the teacher said when the stranger paused on his way to the desk. . .-'Tho stranger admitted in :1 anti bashful mice that. he was. “PC‘tOI‘ Porcupine," he said, “from over in I’ni'iifilpinn Hullnw.” The pupils all began to‘giggle, but Mr. Bruin drew a sigh of relief. “Are you coming to school to me?” he asked. The figure nodded its head. and the teacher added, “Then come in and welcome. You can’t be any worse. than what. I already have.” As the newcomer came shuffling 111) the aisle some of the pupils went. nn snickering, but most of them stared in silence. shabby. But he did not have to wait until1 four o‘clock for a new pupil, for just then a shadow fell across the floor. and there in the doorway stood a queer shaggy figure, stout and E1 011 that did not quiet the school, and so Mr. Bruin went on: “At fOUI oclock I 3111 going over to the other \\ oods and see if I can find one well- behaved pupil for this outrageous \\ oodsy School.” “There,” he said. “Look at that. “This afternoon every single one of vou shall have on a fooiscap just like it. What's more, you shall wear Not. a single question could the class in geography answer. One of the Chipmunk children said that an isthmus is entirely surrounded 'by water, and Grayflufl‘ Rabbit declared he had never heard of the equator. At last, when Rtob Coon insisted that the North Pole is in the Indian Ocean. Mr. Bruin’s patience gave on. tirely out. He rolled up a piece of‘ paper and stuck it on- Skippy Squir- rel’s bobbing head. At that speech some of the pupils and Flipplty FOX StODDOd (‘jiIaVV :ng had the g1 ace to 100k ashamed but piCtureS 0n the blaCkboaId and S-tOOd Skippy Squirrel spoke up peruy . with his mouth VV1de open. “I know how to behave,” he said. Mr. Bruin gazed straight at tl‘ei "Then sit On the three-legged shabby stranger and the shabby stool.” said Mr. Bruin, “and prove stranger gazed back atMr.B1uin. it. As for you Flippity Fox for When the school greVV quietei. ginoling at Skippy 37011 are to 001116 :‘PetC POPCUD1HC,”SId All. BPUID, and stand with your face to the “what did YOU (10 10 Cllppit‘ POX‘?’ blackboard.” Pete Po1eupine (lid not name an An hour went by, and still thingsieyelaSh. “NUthillg. SiI‘,” 118 said. VVeie no better. Flippity VV ould noLi “CliDDiQ FOX” said Mr. Bruin, keep his face turned to the black- “Why did Vou V"1>ll?’ board and Skippy jumpéd up and ClippitV 1ubbe1l his right mm and dOVVn on the th1ee-legged stool. SObe 3118111) He stuck me. Just DoVVn among the desks the behavior because I nudged him he ian need- was so bad that Mr. Bruin thought 1‘33 into me” seiiouslV of expelling the whole ‘I‘ake POVâ€"‘S “OWNS 3W3)" 11001 school 1 him Clippitv ]()V'-"<:1irl My 12...“. 1 “I think I shall give up this school,” he said, ‘fand go to teaching turtles and bullfrogs. They are poky, but at least they behave well.” One warm June day the teacher drew a long, long sigh that. shook his roilgh brown sides. we CHILDREN’S coma . THE SHABBY STRANGER - (By Nancy Byrd Turner.) . Old Mr. Bruin found W oodsy School very hard to teach; he said so outright. Some of his pupils were well behaved and studious, but the, 'most of them were nothing to. bel proud of. The Bear children (all young nephews or cousins of Mr. Bruin's} were slowâ€"wilted and Often sulky. the Rabbit children restless and the Fox boys mischievous. The Coon boys too were always at tricks. and there was one small Squirrel, Skippy by name, who was forever in disgrace. ey said and began is_ right I There was a large audience in the Flesherton Town Hall on Friday evâ€" ening last to hear Miss Agnes Mcâ€" thail, MP. for South-East Grey, and Mr. J. J. Morrison of Toronto, Secreâ€" tary of the U.F.O.. Both' speakers were listened to with deep intereSt and Miss McPhail was quite at home (By L. Dean-Hatch.) , among her own constituents. 'She' “Elsie! Elsie!” called her mOther. spoke mostly on her impressions at Elsie. Was giving“ her tw‘o'_dolls a Ottawa; andt- Mr. Morrison dealti h muSip’lesson onthn‘ifnmnfln 1111‘ a“ -‘ mmtli‘VWith thfl QIIfrnflinfl Inna nnA 1 Both nines are out after me!” \ E Then home in my hat I took the poor pet, . t Chip-Chatter is grateful; he lives ’ with me yet. I THE TEA-PARTY SWING 3 "â€" V.“ but I ate the ball up! ’ chattered he. “N 0w Bess, Broxxn and Blackie, Firstbaseman Hackee. Tim Tamias, Teasumi, And Sally and Seazumâ€" ' Both nines are out after me I” “Yes, yes, with the twig of a tree! The ball was a‘nut,â€"a hazelnut. *wee-Imp, And Pitch-Me and Catch \nd Doll Dan and Tatch, 'I‘hey’ re all of them looking “But tell "Well. I was umpire, you see And Frisky and Dimp and Herc, hide in my hat! \th is the matter?” “\Ve will try to he as good and as wise as Pete Porcupine," added tellippity Fox, though it was a hard thing to say; and the rest Joined in : "As guy! and as wise as. Pete Pur- eupine!" " “And almiimt as gum! and as wise 35 Teacher Bruin.” piped up a little voice that turned out. to be the voice of Skippy Squirrel. Then the whole sehrml joined in with a cheer that rattled the. (ficsksz “And almost. as good and wise as 'I,‘eachei- Bruin!” CHIP-CHA’I'J‘ER’S MIST. XKE "0h. hide me! Oh. hide me!’ CI] 0d little Chip-Cl‘iatt-.01‘ “The chipmunks ale limiting f01 “\\-'u will all (10 prnmisvd in chorus. \Vhen he said that, Mr. ] looked so kind and so grievec all at once every single’mischh nproarious pupil began to ashamed, even down to S] Squirrel, bobbing under his i'l‘mlscap nn his ll'lI'e»l‘*-I¢_*ggel’l They I'vnwn‘llmrml tardily all Bruin‘s years of kindness and ioncv, “Pete belongs to a prickly family,’j_ he said. “His needles, as Clippity calls them. grow on him, and you can’t press aghinst them Without getting hurt. But Pete himself is a good and wise boy. When he comes back to school tomorrow he is to be treated with politeness, prickles or no prickles. And now, who is sorry for this day’s doings :and ready to be better tomorrow?” After Pete had shambled doxxn the aisle and disappeared through the doorxxay Mr. Bruin looked sternlx round the room. “He’s covered with needles!” his shrill cry. “He’s all needles. \Vow !” When the teacher had restored or- der at last he told Pete Porcupine that he might go home; then he sent. the rest of the class to their seats. Clippity hOpped with delight as he turned on Pete, but the next instant he hopped again, and this time not with delight. “Take Pete's noodles away from him. Clippity Fox,” said Mr. Bruin solemnly. When the school grew quiéteI, “Pete Porcupine” said M1. Bruin, “what did you do to Clippih Fox?’ Pete Po1cupine did not mow an -Ringtail’s brother, VV'hu had been dancing the Highland fling on :1 desk, flopped into a heap; W agg y ‘VV ood- chuck tuined mm a bottle of ink; and Flippity Fox stepped (haVV :ng pictures on the blackboaid and stood with his mouth VV 1de Open. a yell, threw ’put‘ his left hand and clutched Sally Rabbit'by one of her extraordinarily l’ong- ears; Sally, sur. prised and squeaking with _. pain, hopped a yard high * and stuck her sharp little toenails plumb into Brown-Bear’s \eye. Brown Bear gave a growl of "rage and ‘grabbed the thing nearest to him, Which happen- ed to be Ringtail Coon, and squeezed with might and main. ' He nearly squeezed the breath out'of Ringtail. who could only dance up and down, choking “grâ€"grr,” and paw the aiig in his fright. But with Ringtail’sl bouncing and spluttering, Brown Bear‘s growling, Sally Rabbit’s squeaks and Clippily Fox’s yells there was such an uproar that the rest-of the school was dumb with astonishment. [0” me,” I said, “was it base: ball you played?” $7 u!‘ kindness and pat,- 1 wuu 11000198!" was “He‘s all needles. Ow! down to Skippy 3 under his silly hat, Mr. Bruin SO grieved that gfe' mischievous, began to feel better," they THE ‘DURHAM CHRONICLE and Batterâ€" for me I” as Wise ; “‘It’s very strange, but it seems r-ee! that when you don’t have much, and- ,nut,-â€" make'the most of it, it somehow turns out to be more than if you have a lot and make little of it. Do ,, and you understand?” D U. what stool. Mr. 'Oicv _-\_ .- ul- VMUL‘. That atternoon she held her first. Dali) in the swing. “You are invit- ed today.” she told Theodora and Ianiee prOpping them against a cushion. “But next. time I am to haxe little girls. Now Theo and !Jane,” she solemnly named them ‘I (iont wish ever to hear you com- plain ag ain. Mother says her cur- tains neV er looked so Well as theV' do this time u hen she had to study ho“ to make them fit; and daddv neVer thought before of. planting hollyhocks like a flower screen all about a garage. And I ne-Ver in mv whole past life dreamed of such a thing as a tea-party swing! mostly with the suffering, loss and .eed of the people ‘in the fire-swept ietric‘t: of Narthem. Ontario whieh' That. night, there began a sound of sawing in the basement. But Elsie did not, hear it, fur she always went to bed very early and so was asleep. But (in the morning of her birtlnl-ay her mother called her to hurry and (ll‘OSS and go to see what, was in the hack yard. Elsie. was so surprised that she could hardly sneak when she, saw a t.\\7'«_r-S(*ale«.l swing standing on the. g1*ass1_)l0tâ€"-tlle kind of swing that dues net have to hang from a (We. - “l’lfs just like these they have in the parks. It‘s painted, and the. big tree in Mr. Miller’s yard shades it; and it’s big enough inside for a little tea party with a table!” she cried when she had found her breath. "Soc that. child!” exclaimed m0 to father, who had come in for hammm'. ‘fMak'ing a swin‘r,” said Elsie doing the. best I can with W have. don’t you see, like you dat‘ldy.” . Suddenly Elsie not-iced an Opening in the high hoard fence and thought of something. She ran to the base- ment. got one Of the short ropes that had been removed from a packing ease and began to tie the ends round the rail at the top of the gap in the fence, to which the lost boards had once been nailed. ' “Why. what are you doing?” asked 1101' mother from a window. anyway, the li more switches “If there were only a big tree, I would make a swing and swing you. ’J‘hem‘iora and Janice, but fruit trees must. nut be used for swings; and “So I did. daughter,” replied fath- er, “but I didn’t expect at that time to get a rocky lot.‘ It would cost hundreds of dollars to blast through all that stone to reach the rear of the lot, so I must be content with setting the garage just behind the line of that ornamental tree. I am doing the best I carrwith what I have. don’t you see?” “Yes, Sir, I See,” said Elsie. Then she recollected that Theo- dora and Janice, her two dolls, were waiting all this time for their mu- sic lesson. "You peer dears,” she said, tucking one under each arm,‘ “you must l'raye a treat to pay for my neglect. But what shall it be ?” l She sat down on the steps to think about it. Although she had been in this new house only about a week, she had already made up her mind that she had never before seen a back yard that offered so little chance for having fun. There was. a high board fence around it and a cherry tree and a pear tree in two of the corners. The rest was merely a plot of grass. flower borders and vegetables. At the house where lil- sie had always lived before, there had been many trees. an orchard and a lane, with always at least a calf and a pet hen to play with. When Elsie got through holding the curtain she went out to the side lot where her father was preparing to build a garage. “\Vhy, daddy, I thought .you were going to put it l'artlmr ‘ back. You said people couldn’l. see so well along the street when the garages were out near the Sidewalk.” “So I dirHaut it cost so much more to buy the house than we expec’ted that, I am going to do the best I can with What I heive.” livingroom hanging curtains. “I Wish you would hold the lower end of this curtain just even with the window sill,” said her“ mother. I want to find out how much I must. lengihen it bx piiecing.” Elsie did as she was asked, but she said ‘I thdught you said that you “810 going to haxe new curtains. mother.” v V 11',le all” ',thc limbs of these trees are can with What I 00, like you and exclaimed mother “I'm th e Mr. and Mrs. C.‘C. D011 daughter Dorothy 0f Listc and Mrs. G. R. Pearce and ()ttilie OI Stratford. and Mr. N. T. Harding, also of S were guests at Mrs. E. \V. for the \\ eck- end and rem: the euchre and shmx er gix day ex ening. ' Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Lauder. daughter Betty, Miss Cross and Mr. Wiggins. of Owen Sound, Spout Sm- day with the former’s parents here. I Mr. and Mrs. G. S. Kearney and! ’Mr. and Mrs. C. A. Robbins spent Sunday at Grand Valley. Mrs. S. MacBath and Mrs. Robbins are spending a few days in Buffalo. i Mrs. Albert. Livingstone of Holland Centre is spending a week with her ‘; mother, Mrs. Marshall. ' Establishedgoverihalffa century Head Ofiicé: WATERLOO, ONT. Special Agent: W; A. Glass; Durham. Ont; _ “wwwc. Mr. and Mrs. Harvey of Arthur spent. a few days the first of the week with their daughter, Mrs. W. A. Mc(fiii<)\\"a11. ‘Jhe engagement. is announced 0f Miss Elizabeth Kathryn Lauder of Toronto to MP. Frank Albert. Living- ston of Hamilton. Mr. and Mrs. J. H. Harding and family Spent Sunday in Hillsburg. Mr. and Mrs. John. McGowan an- nounce the engagement of their daughter, Jean May (Bea) to Mr. William George Breen, son of Mr. and Mrs. R. J. Breen of W'ingham. the marriage to take place at an early date. Barrister and Mrs. Currey were in Newmarket last week attending the wedding of hissister, Edwinna Cur- rey, to Mr. Charles M. \Veek, assist} ant agricultural representative of the County of Bruce. The jury agreed Without a dissent- ing voice and Without, retiring‘that the m‘isoner was insane and Mr. Justice Riddell ordered him confin- ed. _“-- VV..L CanudxflL 0fthe.BeHevflh3 Institute for the Deaf and Dumb, said the prisoner showed no emotion when told of the priests death, nor did he seem to realize the gravity of his positinn; he did not even seem to know he was on trial for his life. Dr. William English, superintendent of the Ontario Hospital for the In- sane at Hamilton, said the prisoner was below par mentally, owing to an accident that befell him when two years old. The Mutual Life of Canadzi 011 Monday alternoon the grand jury brought in a true bill and the case came up 101‘ trial before the. pet‘it jurv. Mr. W. H “right, act- ing,r as counsel for the prisoner, put in a plea of insanitv. A jury was empanelled and a number of witnes- ses were called, including John Cos- row. the prisoners father and \Villiam Rice an uncle. 140th of whom testified that two aunts of the prisoner had died insane and anoth- er aunt was now in the asylum. "- Rm. Father Clohecv was murder- ed 011 the ex ening of August 18 when through a partly open door he was shot by a .25 .calibre rifle, the bullet piercing the priest‘s bodv. He ling- ered on till the 231111 \\ hen he expir- ed at the heme 0f Michael (1011110115: Cosgrovc was arrested and commitâ€" ted for trial. manna CLOHECY’S unaware - IS ADJUDGBD INSANE ‘ John .Cosgrove, the deaf mute charged With the murder of the Rev. FatherClohecy at the door of St. .PatrickTs Roman Catholic Church, Proton was found insane b3 the. jury at the Assizes at Owen Sound Monday afternoon and ordered b3 MI. Justice Ridden to be confined to jail at the pleasure of the Lieutenant Governor in C-ouIic i l. 0thy of Listowel. Mr. . Pearce and daughter Douglas and I Mr. and Mrs. 0f Stratford. nix. y 1.1:.” Mb? oooooooooo 0000000000 ....... Sheepskins ... FOR SALE One used Cream Separator, three Aladdin lamps; cheap for quick sale. â€"â€"¢Durham Machine Shop. 1026 tf There is one thing of can be cer‘tain : we are al' ished by the wrong we do because of it. Miss Eliza Patterson spent the week-(3nd with Egremont friends and attended Amos anniversary serâ€" vices on Sunday and Monday. Mr. and Mrs. Lawrénce McFadden Spmlt Sunday with Mr. and M15. Juâ€" seph Lawrence and attended Amos anniversary. Mr. Clarence Ingham 0f Strail‘md has bee‘p Visiting his uncle. Mr. William Jacques. Mr. Samuel Patterson, Egremont. spent a day recently with Mr. and Mrs. Samuel Patterson. Darkies’ Corners. (Our own correspondent.) Mr. Walter Nichol is in Siiuiiid this week serving Owen as jurymam Mrs. Thomas McGirr of tovm spent Sunday with her son John, and al- tellllf‘d the Sunday school here. We aro always glad to have our formor toachors with us. Next Sunday is ho last day of Sunday school. and, owryone should ho mosent. SHIRLEY MASON IN “ Jittle M iss Smiles” TW’O SHOWS :8 and 9 P.M. VETERAN STAR Th11131183}, October 26, 1922. FRIDAY AND SATURDAY October 27 and 28 ................... 95@1.00 .................... 35@ 40 ..................... 50@55 Corrected October 26‘ THEATRE thing of which we are always pun- as well 15‘