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In a W lovely was. There is rapture on the lonely shore, All!!!“ d3!!! AW (It!!! There is society where none intru .” Mary my” mm' Polk who have never learned that it hale. is possible to be alone and yet not be human things. alone. will have no idea of‘the pleasure ..-_ n-.. .4... 4-..... mm nml mnistlthat one can have alone in the woods, August days! Healing hearts the months have torn, spent a few days over the holiday week- eyedgloom; I breathe a thankful prayer that 1 wd'ithhispmntsmsouthnentmch. Mr. and Mrs. Percy A. Barber and have found For just a short, sweet space, a quiet little son, Douglas, 0! Alvinston, vis- room. ited over the week-end with his mother Alix. Thorn. Mrs. Richard Barber, of Durham, and Bryon has left on record a. thought “9*“, WS- (ReVJ Wm. Hill. Guests at the home of Dr. and Mrs. worth pondering uponâ€" W (7 Hum tn k d d There 1 leasure in the thless woods, - - 8 0V” 8 W88 ~01! an s p pa holiday were Misses Jean and Isobel “A..- .. _A-‘. on n- .h‘ ‘AHA‘Q, .hm You panics are just like human things. You store aloft from your cool, moist With nn innocent face that In blue and crimson and gold and red. Children, I think, you seem to be. With color cauxht mm the air and And nanny a poser-by like me Will feel like kissing you one by one. John Crichton. GetO'tolDoers Get out of doors! ’tis there you’ll find The better things of heart and mind. Get out beneath some stretch of sky And wetch the white clouds drifting by, And all the petty thoughts will fade Before the wonders God has made. Go wade a trout stream in the spring And brother with the birds a-wing! Know what it means to wander 131', Your guide the sun or evening star; Who sleeps beneath the Open sky Soon grows too big to tell a lie. Get out of doors; the fields are clean; The woods will teach you nothing mean. Who toils beneath the summer sun Sleeps soundest when his work is done. I! splendid manhood you would know Get out where you’ve a chance to grow. Read deeply kindly nature’s books. Familiarize yourself with brooks, And with the majesty of trees, The constant industry of bees, And all that shapes the Master’s planâ€" 'I'hat'll teach you how to be a man. A few there be To whom a noble, stately tree Means only timber to be cut-â€" 80 many feet from limb to buttâ€" 01 boards an estimated scoreâ€" 80 many ieet oi two-by-iourâ€" Just so much lumber to be made A barter in the world of trade. They do not see The beauty and the symmetry 01 graceful branches reaching high, Projected on an azure sky; Do not admire, do not respect The strength that holds the trunk erect Nor hear the gentle symphonies Oi breezes playing in the leaves. But. oh. 3 tree Is something more than wood to me! In time and places without end ‘A helpful and a loyal friend. A comfort in adversity, A teacher of humilitY. Prom the first day it pierced the sod, Aspiring constantly toward God. Author unknown. Como in a: Chat Awhile How Much Are You Paying For Your Insurance? The motoring season is here, and you should protect yourself against accidents. Do you buy your Motor Car Insurance on the "How much 18 1t gomg to cost me” flan? Motor Car Insurance is like any other com- moditv--you get what you pay for. A cheap com- 9 pany gives you cheap protection. - See us before you invest in Casualty Insur- ance. We do not sell the cheapest insurance, but we DO sell you insurance that is 100 per cent. pro- tection against loss from accidentâ€"the only kind of insurance that is of any use to you when you need it. Edgar A. Guest. Imtoiuordmdspacesaometimasm lAmok’ssoftmthemdo! A thrush’s note. and then. Beyond the meadow. 83y or, glmpse the rapture that can be theirs upon “the lonely shore.” The woods are pathless to those who know them not; and the shore is lonely to those who are not acquainted with “so- 'clety where none intrudes.” There are many, many places in the great open We all need to find recreation in the quiet places where may be heard “a br'ook’s soft croon, the sound of whis- pering trees, a thrush’s note.” Not until we have learned the beauty of nature’s quiet places will we realize its benefi- cence to humanity. August days are in- deed days of Opportunity for many to “read deeply kindly nature's books,” to become familiar with brooks and “the majesty of trees.” If we are inclined to let little worries dwell in our lives we should take Edgar Guest’s advice: “Get out of doors! And all the petty thoughts will fade before the wonders God has The dashing young daughter of a well-known woman appeared at her home recently wearing an outlandish hat. Practical-minded Motherâ€"“Where did you get that hat?” Daughterâ€"“I bought it.” Mother (sneering)-â€"“No, you didn’t. They sold it to you.” Mrs. John Carson and daughter, Ruby, and Mr. Clarence Klinck, of Kit- chener, are visiting with Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Carson and other friends for a few days. Asbythe Miss'mla Black spent the week-end and holiday with relatives in Guelph. The moon’s a masquerader With many a strange disguise; A slender silver sickle She reaps the evening skies. Full-faced, with swift impatience, She shepherds scattered clouds Across the azure pastures In little startled crowds. Again, a golden melon, She fruits a starry vine, 01' like a paper lantern Hangs swaying in a. pine. But loveliest when waning, A pale cool ghost of light, She haunts with eerie radiance The ebon roads of night. 9’ 9’ where one may find “a quiet â€"v mun.z.nitchieretmnedtow1n- nimlutweekaitervisitincwithrelnâ€" “I have been directed to kill 1“,- flm around hm 1“ the 1"“ mm- fully one hundred and fifty men and Mr; Royce Glue "id friend, w“ one women.” In this striking way Mr. Trevor, of Windsor; spent the holidny Lewis E. Lives, wcden for the list with the farmer's mdparenta. Mr. 12 years of Sing snag, the unions md m Ben. Sharpe. ‘ American prison. begins his “Twenty Mr. John Turnbull, oi Kingstm, Thousand Years in Sing Sins.” nbook spent 9. iew days over the holidny week- which will astonish English readers. end with his parents in South Bentmck. lThe “lawful killings” are the execu- THE DURHAM CHRONICLE Grant, of Ottawa; Miss Madge New- man, of St. Marys, and Messrs. Maur- ice Dickie and Stewart Bolton, 0! To- Mr; and Mrs. Kenneth Reid and son Billy, of Paris, visited over the week- end and holiday with her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Geo. McKay. Mr. and Mrs. Cecil Grasby, of St. Marys, visited over the week-end and holiday at the home of the latter’s par- ents, Mr. and Mrs. Geo. McKay. Mrs. Wm. Ryan has returned from Toronto where she spent the past week with her son and daughterâ€"in-law, Mr. and Mrs. Melvin Ryan. Mr. Ryan and son Curtis, accompanied her home and remained for the holiday. Mr. and Mrs. Harry Brigham, and son, Bruce, of Toronto, spent the holi- day with Mr. and Mrs. John Bailey. Mr. Wm. McRonald motored to Huntsville last week and was accom- panied home by Mrs. J. McRonald and James, who had been visiting for a couple of weeks with friends in Hunts- ville and Gravenhurst. Mrs. R. Hempstock and Miss Ivy Hall, of Hamilton, spent over the holi- day with the forrner’s sister, Mr. and Mrs. J. N. Murdock. Miss Eunice Moon, Toronto, visited with her parents over the week-end. Her mother, Mrs. W. Moon, accompan- ied her daughter to the city, and will visit friends there for two weeks. Mr. Hugh Thompson, Toronto, spent the holiday at his home here. Miss Blanche Murdock is spending a two weeks’ vacation in Hamilton and Toronto. Mr. and Mrs. Hilton Rowe, Hamilton, visited his parents, Mr. and Mrs. E. A. Rowe, over the week-end. Miss Mary Kress, of Oakville, is vis- iting for two weeks with Mr. and Mrs. M. McAuliffe and family. Mr. and Mrs. George Kress, of Oak- ville, visited over the week-end with his mother, Mrs. M. Kress. Mrs. T. F. McGraw and Miss Laura Whitmore, of Toronto, are visiting for two weeks with their mother, Mrs. James Whitmore, here. Miss Alvera Edwards, Mr. and Mrs. Alex. Brandon, Mr. and Mrs. S. Lang- moor, Miss Ada McLean, Mr. Fred Pat- terson, Mr. G. F. Brown, all of To- ronto, the latter whose solos in the Presbyterian church were so much ap- preciated, were recent guests of Mrs. N. McCannel and Mrs. McPherson, Lambtofi street. Mr. and Mrs. Dan Campbell and Miss Flora Campbell, of Priceville, were also recent visitors. Mr. Eric Nichols, of Toronto, is vis- iting at the McCocldin camp. Mr. Nicholls has received an appointment as teacher in one of the Ottawa Col- legiates. Miss Florabel Nichol, of Toronto, visiting at her home here. Mr. and Mrs. F. W. Clemens and family visited with relatives in town on Saturday when on their way to Southampton to spend the holiday. Mr. Clemens, a former member of the office when in town. Mr. W. McClyment, of Stratford, is visiting for a week at his home here. Dr. and Mrs. Cecil Towner, of De- troit, called on friends in town Tues- day. Mr. and Mrs. Eric Kelly, Mr. T. P. Thornton and Miss Berry. all of Tor- onto, were guests Sunday with Mrs. John Kelly and Miss Francis A. Kelly. Mr. Albert Arrowsmith, of Niagara Falls. Ont. was a caller at the Chron- icle office Tuesday while on a visit with friends in the vicinity. Mr. Arrowsmith is an old Durham boy, but left here about 45 years ago, Entering the em- ploy of the Grand Trunk Railway, now the Canadian National, as track fore- man, he was with this company/for 39 years, and was superannuated re- cently. Mr. Arrowsmith was on a mo- tor trip to Ceylon, where he visited his brother, George .Arrowsmith, and with Mrs. S. Arrowsmith, in town. Mr. A. W. Davis of Edmonton, A1- berta, arrived in'town last week and, with Mrs. Davis, and children, who have been here for some time, will visit with relatives in town and vicin- .W l“ LIICI‘W‘ much ap- . to s of Mrs. .821 lcPherson, . do: Mrs. Dan 6 00‘ .mpbell, of .Sh‘ isitors. :Dh no, is vis- ice] mp. Mr. be mointment ‘ d8 :tawa Col-‘na Thousand Years in Sing Sing,” ahook‘ which will astonish English readersl The “lawful killings” are the execu-T tions which he has attended during his term of oflice. These electrocutions are astonishing in themselves. Society, represented by some twenty-ave news- {paper men, is present to witness the 'carrying out of the sentence. During his wardenship, Mr. Lawes writes “we have had but one woman witness in the death chamber. She was Nellie Bly. who represented a New York newspaper at the execution of Hambly. She was so overcome that we literally had to carry her out of the death house. The next days she wrote a highly emotional story of her experience.” Even the hardened warden himself has been affected. One young man asked to be given a stiff drink of whis- key a few minutes before his execution. Although it was against the rules to give stimulants to condemned men, Mr. Lawes brought a two-ounce bottle to his cell :â€" Then for the first time in my ex- perience the sight of a man going to his death gave me qualms, nausea. He was young, virile, brave. My mood must have been reflected in my face. The young man scanned me. Just be- fore the walk to the chair down a nar- row concrete path. . .I passed him the tiny bottle of whiskey. He smiled. Took a step aside. As the guards turned to cover him he passed back the bottle. “You need this worse than 1, War- den,” he said. “Please drink it.” As this incident shows, Mr. Lawes isâ€"in English eyes at any rateâ€"a most unconventional prison governor. Andâ€"- again compared with English ideasâ€" American prisons are most surprising places. On one occasion a guard, or warder, lost his revolver. It was known that one of the prisoners must have it. and this was how Mr. Lawes set about finding it: I summoned a_ former gangleader, a man with many bullet marks on him and in him, a veteran of innumerable roof battles and of numerous street fights ............ “There is a gun loose,” I said. “You know what that means. I want that “You're on the square, Warden,” said the gangleader. “If you get that gunâ€" no questions asked?” “None,” I assured him. The gun was placed on my desk with- in an hour. “Set a thief to catch a thief,” they say. But it would have been a better story if three revolvers had turned up. Inmates of Dartmoor and other Eng- lish prisons would consider Sing Sing to be a Paradise in certain respects. Baseball, football, handball, chess. dominoes are all indulged in and en- couraged; prisoners can enjoy cinema shows, music, and even wireless, ear- phones being installed in individual cells! The only thing missing seems to be a golf course. The democratic war- den calls his charges by their first names, frequently gives them firm handclasps, and seems to be not above offering cigars. If one of his “boys” escapes the war- den joins'personaliy in the hunt. One night, after an alarm, he drove his car out to comb some of the nearby roads. Ambling down a quiet‘turning he was hailed by a man who stepped out. of the darkness shouting “How about a ride, Mister?” “Sure, jump in." I stopped the car and he sat down beside me. He didnt’ know me, but I recognized him. He had changed his shirt, but not his trousers. “Going all the way to the big town?” I asked. “Sure thing,” the man replied eagerly. “Is that where you‘re going?” The fellow wasnt familiar with direc- tions and, after a few turns, I reached the main highway and drove rapidly towards Ossining In a few minutes I was at the prison gate, where a guard hailed me. “That you, Warden?” “I'll be damned,” shouted the prisoner. “You will,” I‘answered as we passed through the gate. Why the Judge Left The warden’s butler, chef, porter, and barber are all men ‘doing time.” The barber who had served some fifteen years of a life sentence, was always pro-- testing his innocence and reviling the judge who had sentenced him. One morning it was his task to shave a cer- tain judge who had stayed the night with Mr. Lewes; he got on his pet sub- kct and found a sympathetic listener: By this time the barber was scrap- ing the judge’s chin and was proceed- did, and he went to his death 6‘ “Who m the maze?” he asked the voluble prisoner. muttermentlonedhhnemefll‘he judcebeameteme. There-arm MWM‘sepple.Theblood left his tune. He held up his head. “We“. e minute. my men.” he an mammmjudcebecamemo quic’kly. “I forgot to tekphone to New York. I'll finish the slave Inter." And hemdeanpidexitfromtbebuber memunoneedtony whyhcleft soburrbdly. Intheolddoysthncslnculencc' was not only goldenâ€"it was compul- sory. An old-time omen! would con- sider the modern prisoner ridiculouslyi pampered. A hundred years no Btng‘ “It is the duty of convicts to pre- 1. serve an unbroken silence,” was the' first rule laid down. “They are not to! exchange a word with each other un-l der any pretense whatever; not to com- municate any intelligence to each oth- er in writing. They are not to exchange. ‘looks, wink, laugh, or motion to each} other. They must not sing, whistle,I dance, run, jump, or do anything which has a tendency in the least degree to disturb the harmony or contravene to disturb the rules and regulations of' the prison.” Later on, however, when a report was made, the prison system wasl found to be unsatisfactory, to say theI least of it. The register called for 7951 prisoners. Actually there were 762. A' dificiency of 33. How these missing‘ prisoners had left the prison or when, could not be ascertained. One especially interesting paragraph speaks of a prisoner who had been in Sing Sing five years. No authority could be found for his admission or retention. It was finally decided that he was a “volunteer” and he was discharged. % Nowadays the inmates have patholo- lgists, psych010gists. psychiatrists, and various other “ists” to examine their ,reflexes and otherwise make them into “cases” instead of criminals. The Urge to Write Almost every new arrival at Sing Sing, Mr. Lawes tells us. starts to write an autobiography. During his first few months, even years, he works at it painstakingly. There is hardly a locker within the prison that does not harbour a ream of paper well filled with script, often illegible, about happy childhood and gradual fall from grace. Some of them are finally completed. They are submitted to me with the re- quest for permission to send them out =to newspapers or magazines. I make it Ia point. to read them all. . No wonder Mr. Lawes admits that} “running Sing Sing is no pink tea af- fair”â€"presumably meaning that it is no ‘ tea party. He is a bitter opponent of1 capital punishmentâ€"in spite of the fact that there are ten thousand mur- ders a year in the United States and only two per cent. of the murderers are executed. And those who are unlucky enough to reach the prisons, he con- siders “do not need armed camps or Iguns or bludgeons. They need work- 'shops and schools” and no man “should *be kept in custody one day longer than lis necessary to establish the fact of his ‘ability to resume his reponsibilities out- side the walls. One wonders what the {American authorities think of his crit- icisms of their legal system and their penal systemâ€"the “Great American Deterrent,”- as he scornfully calls it. Certainly, all Americans must read his ‘book with avid interest; English people, remembering the recent trouble at Dart moor and elsewhere, will read with Wide-eyed amazement its revelations of a prison system that is so different from our own. And what amazement they have left will come in useful for the warden’s literary style, which seems to be founded on that of the more popular American newspapers.â€"â€"John O’London's Weekly. ' ' - It will pay you to advertise in The Chronicle. Schutz Pump Tile Co. Sold exclmively In Barium ml! vicinity by 1 Durham, Ont. ”this no dense: Wt. W‘s eight degrees shove the batting point of Interâ€"Is decrees higher that the hottut mater wooded In am. My “fiery” mu: you arm m mbbernndtmm.mm ithschtmthltmty-nmemw ofallblowwuoccurmbotmtbu. mmmmwmum â€"-PLAYBA!E. Atdxtyyoumcolngfltoetnnc. ond;evenut40muuperhomyoum speedingsofeeta-econd.Mwyspoed. you can’t “ford to risk a blow-out! ithe ditchâ€"or oncoming tame. Thu means thst at sixty you must not in l-«th part of a second. Only a flash- too quick to think. And no one can keep a car headed straight with a flu balloon. At these road speeds ii a tire blows out. the best you can hope for is on tu-epremmnvetomnpoMth this exphnsion nut often can-es went- ened tires to fall; and possibly the If 0. front tire blows. mt happens? You may hue only the much: of s open field with no ditch to stop you. It is only a split second from a blow- out to crashâ€"with no time to think or act. You are off the road or headed into approaching approaching tramc before you can move. Do not take a chance! A new experiment being tried out by the Dominion Experimental station at Lennoxville, Quebec, is the use of cane molasses in the ration given beef cattle. In his report for the first year of the test ( 1931) the Superintendent at Len- noxville states that cattle fed 8 per cent of molasses in the meal mixture made the best gains. and shows a daily gain of slightly over one-quarter of a pound more than the check lot, and at a lower cost per pound of gain by 125 If you drive safely, grief aid remorse will be strangers to your mind. That is the story of “Safety on the Road." wmndflvmzyourmotocwâ€"PLAY cents. smoumnom (By J.8.betroymTheBluebem MOLASSES FOR BEEF PAGE 5