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Durham Review (1897), 2 Aug 1928, p. 6

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The White Father Pays His Indians ‘"Treaty Day" Means a Cash Bonus, Rejoicing and a Powâ€"wow for the Braves, and Their Families up at Lost Lake. It took two suns to pay the treaty money at Frenchman‘s Head, on an arm of Lost Lake, Northern Ontario, this year. And when it was overâ€" storyâ€"telling by the old men, the visitâ€" ing, the courting, the feasting that kept up day and night, and the games the youths playedâ€"the various bands gathered up their belongings, pulled down their tents, and paddled away in their canoes or "motored" in gaso line boats to the far rgaches of the waters that form the sole highways of this pleasant land of the Ojibways. All Indians are picturesque and colâ€" orful, the Ojilbway most of all. And whether at Grassy Narrows, down on the Lakeâ€"ofâ€"theWoods, up in the Peace River country, far down the majestic MacKenzie, or among the peaks of the Rockies, there is no more romantic, beautiful spot for Treaty Day than Frenchman‘s Head. Once, long ago, tradition has it, Indians put a French coureur des bois to death there after intolerable persecution at his hands and left his head hanging on a pole as a warning. The site is a muskoday, or meadow, covering perhaps four acres at the tip of a point extending Into Lost Lake In the background begins the dark forest, and up the lake, half a mile, which resembles a wide river at this point, a tiny wooded island stands like a sentinel guarding the way to the north, where the voyageurs and "black robes" of old traveled toward Hudson Bay and the modern voyageurs and argonauts speed in airplanes or power boats to the Red Lake gold fields. An ancient, narrow trailâ€"a foot wide and in many places a foot deep â€"extends across the Frenchman‘s Head treaty grounds, the pathway of Indians to the shore of Lost Lake for untold generations. On the north end of the tentâ€"covered meadow, a few feet from this ancient trail on a high embankment back from the lake twenty yards, the Indian agent for the Dominion Government, Captain Frank Edwards, and his assistants pitched their tent. With the British flag flown to the breeze, Treaty Day payâ€" ments officially began. No bank ever need fear a run from Ojibway Indian depositors. If whites, negroes or any of the other races with white man‘s ways were to be given money for the mero asking, they would have been lined up like fans at a world‘s series ticket window. But not the Ojibway. He is proud, d O eral _ hundred _ Indians leave thelri camplfires, babbling among themâ€"| selves, and saunter up the trail to the treaty tent. It is a contest, really.t to see who will be last. They gatherl in front of the tentâ€"perhaps half a' dozen of themâ€"and stand silently,| except for a monosyllable in underâ€"‘ tone now and then. ‘ The Indian policeman selects onei of them, and he steps up to the Cap-‘ tain‘s table and presents a square red card. It bears his name, his bandl and other data. "Peter Dawn the Day," says the interpreter. But! Poeter can speak English, and the inâ€" terpreter rests for the moment. Peter: bas a wife who cannot speak Enl-l lish, he tells the agent after a pause. "And how many children?" asks the agent pleasantly, as unhurriedly as any Indian. He has avquired the Indian‘s ways after years among them, though with white men he is alert, brisk and energetic, Peter hesitates. "Five," he smiles, revealing firm, large teeth. He waits for more than a minute as he tries to remember their names. There‘s is no "let me think" or "let‘s see, now," from him. He bas no little tricks of speech. He stands silently. There is profound mystery in an Indian‘s black eyes that a white man never can penetrate. The clerk counts out twelve crisp twoâ€"dollar bills and eleven ones, and hands3 them io Peterâ€"$5 treaty money for each member of his family. The Ojibway takes it gravely and walks away. He does not intend to esunt it untll he gets down among ehild‘s | peculiar "Good for you, Peter; give your children an education," says the agent warmly. There were no deaths since last treaty day and no sicknoss of any acâ€" count. David Dawn of Day had measles last September and Billy was sick, too. _ But Poter, the father, doesn‘t know what ailed him. Peter owns his home. Likewise a canoe and a gas engine, two guns, a fish net, sixtyâ€"seven traps and two tents. Last year ho raised fifteen bushels of potaâ€" toes, but no other roots, such as turâ€" nips or carrots. Three of his chilâ€" dreon speak English They attend the Anglican school. By JOHN FRANCIS ARIZA In the New York Times Magazine KIN Mary th NDLY TREATMENT penetrate. Lucy â€"Billy ~Billyâ€"Johnnyâ€"Davidâ€"and Peter finally announces. hand he measures each ight in the graphic manner o the red man. ir ty money is liâ€"blooded Inâ€" blue uniform speaks in the is words are R 90 cae c un T Cevne Hoa n RRSSY® + 3 e mds * y t ie Pm antond ies PAAAE T . . h us ierve the tents. It would be bad mnnen.l he thinks, though the agent‘s clerk,| who is also a constable who is neveri called upon to make an arrest, says: | "ount it, Peter." | Comes an aged woman, Nancy Petawawa. She has braided hair, a magentaâ€"colored shawl, a light blue dress and wears mooseskin moccasins. Ososotum the terrible (tuberculosts), carried off seven members of her famâ€" ily and she is all alone in the world. Nancy has attended fortyâ€"eight of the fiftyâ€"six treaty days since that first one in the Northwest Angle, Lakeâ€"ofâ€" theâ€"Woods, in 1873; f Except for ten traps, Nancy answers "coâ€"wain" (no) to all the questions as to possessions. "How does she live?" one asks. "Does she work for white people?" The agent answers: "Oh, she fishes, picks blueberries in season, makes moccasins, catches a few minks and muskrats and snares a rabbit now and then. An Indian is seldom too infirm to trap a little. And if the old ones are destitute in the fall we give them flour, pork and tea. We send them to their chief and he gives them to them as required, to guard against waste or improvidence. Also, we furâ€" nish them free medicine and a doeâ€" tor‘s services if there are no band funds." There is some irregularity in Jim Two Foxes‘s marrlage to the widow of a Cree from "up North." It takes an hour and a half to straighten it out and determine where the children of two different faiths shall attend school. The Anglican Canon, himself half Ojibway, there to watch after the interest# of his people, is called into consultation. Over and over and again the agent, through his interpreter, a breed, explains the nature of an bath to the Indian. "Why does this white man want me to kiss a book?" is written on the red man‘s impassive features. "I don‘t lie. Only bad white men tell les." The agent never loses his patience. The picture of the mother trying to induce the ailing child to take the spoonful of medicine comes to mind, Finally, Jim Two Foxes yields. He raises his right hand, puts the book to his lips and gives it a moist, reâ€" sounding smack. "A white man always believes another one when he makes an oath," the agent says in a relieved way. "If it isn‘t true the man is put in jail." Only thus indirectly does he imply that the same rule would apply in the case of an Indian. \ _ Suddenly there is a hubbub and & murmuring among the Indians and the first quick move of the day occurs | as swiftâ€"footed Indian youths race for ‘the shorae of the lake. One of the only two white men attending the treaty, a young trapper from Ogoki River country, has fallen into the water while testing a motor he has reâ€" paired for an Indian friend, The inâ€" terpreter and the policeman â€" rustb down to help also, and treaty pay> | ments stop until they return. "How are you, Joseph?" the agent greets Joseph Sapay. Many of the Indians in the Frenchmen‘s Head district _ worked for the Indian agent at one time or another when he managed a trading post on Lac Soul, and Treaty Day is a joyful occaâ€" sion for the tribesmen. "Where is your white brother Tom?" he conâ€" tinues. "Tom got jJob with Hudson‘s Bay Company ‘up North,‘" the Indian reâ€" plies. _ Tom has missed four treaties. "Give him my regards when you see him," says the agent, as Joseph walk away smiling and happy. He is proud to have this white man so friendly. If Tom Sapay misses another treaty ho will bhave some difficulty collecting the five annuities, ‘"We always let them havoe it," the agent remarks, "but it takes a little time." Under the heading "Religton" in the agent‘s book thera are a surprisâ€" ing number marked "pagan." In some of the districts the Indians are mostly Roman _ Catholics, while in others they belong to the Anglican faith. But whoether they belong to one or the other or none at all, the Canadian Government is scruptlousâ€" careful to respect the Indians‘ belief. "Canada _ emulates the _ mother country," says the Canon,. "Britain never blunders when it comes to & man‘s faith, and she has a thousand races and religions under her flag." There is pride and love of country in the Canon‘s tone and manner, "Britâ€" itsh fairness!" he adds, with emphasis, invariably does it. | | _ _A strange Indian from the Cree | country presents his card at the agent‘s table. None of the chiefs or counciliors know him. But his card l is regular. He is given only $4 beâ€" ‘cause of treaty regulations in effect in his district. He came down with , furs after "the breakâ€"up" in May and is going back to his band. He travelâ€" _ed 400 miles and made fiftyâ€"two portâ€" ages, several of them two miles long. A dozen canoes are out on the lake in half a minute. But they may as well try to save an otter or a beaver, The trapper swims ashore and there is much rejoicing. "Not 10 per cent. of these Indians up here can swim," says a member of the staff, as the excitement dies down. "That‘s why they are such dependable canoe men. They won‘t go where there is real danger, An Indian will shove off into roaring waters where a white man would hesitate, though the latter is an exâ€" pert swimmer, while the Indian canâ€" not swim a stroke. _ But he knows what he can do in his canoe and he invariably does it. ' Some of the tribesmen spent §15 4 mt Ske w in & idttisN.00k or more to reach Frenchman‘s Head for their treaty money. Few Indians are willing to miss this greatest of all days in the Indian calendar. It is Christmas, Thanksgiving, Fourth of July and Mardi Gras all in one to them. You cannot get cocoanuts, bananas,baker‘s bread, chewing gum, candy, ketchup, readymade cigarettes and fancy cakes in the forests. Beâ€" cause bad white men had smuggled whisky into other treaty grounds, no soft drink of any description can be purchased. It would be easy to disâ€" guise whisky as soft drink, the Govâ€" rrnment has found. But there are other good things for sale and plenty of money to pay for them. And old man Billy Sky Maker can tell wonderful stories. He is more than a hundred, they say. A story of the old days that always amuses the children is the one about the young brave that scalped a baldâ€" headed man and of how the other Indians twitted him gver afterward about It. It was a great "joke" on the young brave. Toward sundown an approaching thunderstorm ends treaty ceremonies for the day. The Union Jack is lowerâ€" ed and the Indians scurry to: their reâ€" spective tents. The storm breaks suddenly, furiously, with wind, lightâ€" ning and a torrent of rain. While the squaws and children, unafraid, recline on blankets inside, Indian men and youths hurriedly tie loose ropes, set tent pegs and make things safe and comfortable for their families before they themselves seek shelter. The warlike Sioux used to call the Ojibways "rabbits," and taunted them, saying, "go home and put on your squaws‘ dresses." But they are chivalâ€" rous and gentle, and stealing among Canada‘s 20,000 Ojibways is almost unknown. A part of an Ojibway‘s treaty money always is given to his children. After the shower and before the darkness settled, campfires were light:| ed and feasting resumed. Old men; walked about from fire to fire vlsitlng.f And a few young men "had talk" wlthi fathers of pretty squaws. If the father was satisfied, the young couple | married then and there without furâ€"| ther ceremony than "I will follow | yopu, my husband." i It is recognized as legal by the Govâ€"; ernment, and sometimes at the next| treaty day a Christian marrlage cereâ€" | mony is performed along with a chrisâ€" tening, The Government is trying, tactfully, to break up this custom. It wants all marriages performed by priests or ministers. The formality of a marriage ceremony is good for the Indian, who loves ritual and the solemnity of religious service. Beâ€" |â€" LADY NELSON FIRST OF NEW FLEET | GETTING VALUABLE POINTERS ON FARMING BEFORE CQ!WING TO CANADA Under the auspices of the British Ministry of Labor, these men, from all parts of the country, sight into what sort of labor is required in (arming and how to do it, free. of cost to themselves. good work,. We need them. f % gad J" for the Canadian National Steamships for services between Canadian Atlantic ports, the West Indies and British Guiana, and Bermuda, the Bzhamas and Jamaica. The first of these vessels will be known as the "Lady Nelson" and will be ready to inaugurate the service at the close of this year, These steamers will engage in the passenger, cargo and mail service, offering superior accommodation for tourists and gavel- lers and an:rsl.e provision for the catriage of general freight and refriâ€" gerator goo The steamers will be 438 feet over all, 59 feet 3 inches extreme breadth, maximum draught 24 foot;flfross tonnage 7650 tons and a service speed of 14 knots, They be operated by the Canadian National Steamships in connection with the trade agreement made by the Canadian Government arfd the Governments of the Islands. The hulls will be l;aintod white, with red boot topping, and the funnel im three bands of red, white and blue, ive wellâ€"designed, weliâ€"conditioned Ste: for the Ca.mfi ian National Steamships 1 ie veccmorcims inathvninâ€"aeg I The agent encourages the Indians in their.efforts to become loyal, useful | subjects of their King. He discusses | farming methods, sanitation, educaâ€" | tion and what the Goverament is doâ€" Ing at its Indian schools for their ; betterment, and how the tribesmen ‘are improving. They are reminded iot the rospect and regard the white | man holds f or them, praised for their | increasing thrift and the growing |number that have savings bank acâ€" | counts. | Then the Indian agent bids them | farewell until next year, and expresses | the wish that all those present will be ; on hand and many more papooses baâ€" | sides. The Indians smile and murmur | approval. The flag is hauled down ‘and Treaty Day is over. sides, it creates reverence and respect . for the Christian faith. | With but a few more Indians to receive treaty money, the great day‘! ends before the passing of another sun. Then comes a "big talk" by the agent. Hoe lectures the Indians for any shortcomings, derelictions or tenâ€" dencles that might lead to violation of their treaty agreoments. They mustl not waste any of the game the Govâ€"| ernment allows them to trap vand! shoot the year round. Even as hei speaks, though it is midsummer,| moose and deer meat are cooking over; campfires on the treaty grounds, for moose is a staple article of diet among the Indians of Northern Ontario. ! "Sitting tight and standing Pat two different propositions."4 UNIARIO ARCHIVES TORONTO "They separated on account of in compatibility didn‘t they?" ‘Yes; he never would get angry when she was." poomsommmmeem esmm memmmmmmenepeeeneee on mm mmmenmmemeemme e ty aap are Furnishing Garden * for Comfort A garden, no matter how beautiful it may be, cannot be fully apreciated or enjoyed unless one can sit there in comfort and actually live in it. If the garden is situated close to the rear of the house, as it should be, and with a door opening directly into it from the living or dining room, it may be made to serve as a summer living room, & charming place for breakfast or luncheon, and a cool place in which the housewife may perform numerâ€" ous emall tasks in such comfort as to make their doing something akin to pleasure. If one is planning to use the garâ€" den as an added summer room, one must consider carefully the subject of furnishing it properly. The needs will be, of course, comfortable chairs, a table or two, and in way of ornament, there might be a sundial or gazingâ€" The garden furniture must be sturdy, weatherproof and essentially comfortable and decorative. Furniâ€" ture of rustic cedar or white birch construction is inexpensive and may be made comfortable by the use of cushions covered, of course, with oil cloth or some other waterproofed maâ€" terial. Deck chairs, with painted wood frames and seats of colorful canvas make excellent garden chairs. The garden furniture should not be scattered aimlessly about the garden, but rather placed in groups in a seâ€" cluded, shaded spot. The sundial will add greatly to the interest of the garden. In the small, semiformal gardens so popular today, the sundial is not infreuently used as the central figure. There are great varieties of sundials to be had, and some are easily made at home of wood or sheet tin mounted on upturned logs, marked with paint. English ivy or lowâ€"growing deciduous vines are often planted about the base of the pedestal of the sundial, and have a softening eect The gazingâ€"globe affords beautiâ€" ful pictures, providing the globe is situated in a garden overflowing with bloom. Not the least important of the garâ€" den accessories is the birdâ€"bath. To have birds about the garden is deâ€" sirable, not only for their song, but also for their freely given help through their eating insects. Birdâ€" baths may be bought in various deâ€" signs, ranging in price from less than $5 to many hundreds of dollars. A very simple but effective birdâ€"bath may be made at home. It consists merely of a shapely log, about 10 inches in diameter, topped by an oldâ€" fashioned earthenware pie dish, 10 to 12 inches in diameter and four to five inches deep. No other dish than an earthenware one should be used. The heat of a metal pan would keep the water tepid, which is not at all reâ€" freshing to the users of the bath. Very fine reproductions of the old birdâ€"bath found in famous Italian and French gardons may be had in white cement at a reasonable price. These are, howoever, hardly in keeping with a small, informal garden. A word might be said as to the situation of the bath. For the safety of the birds, it should be placed near a small tree. It is best to have no thick rlants within five feet of the bath. Dense foliage at the baso of the bath would serve only too well as an ambush for cats. The professor was lecturing upon the internal arrangements of reptiles, and, looking round his class, he said: "If we dissect any small creature, we can see bow wonderful and beautiful are the ways of nture, and how perâ€" foct are her designs. 1 have, thereâ€" fore, brought the body of a frog, and we will proceed to examina It toâ€" gether." He drew a neat package from his pocket, removed the string, and producedâ€"a couple of sandâ€" wiches. "Dear me! This is very strangeâ€"very â€" strange iIndeed!" he said,~ ruffling up his hair in his perâ€" plexity. I" am sure I had my lunch some time ago." of the country, are given an inâ€" to themselves. God Speed the Pio;;sfa;d C;'adieo'IChnmn'h. ey S‘v'veep "Not one drawing, Grace, for a fort night!" said Maurice, as ho was showâ€" Ing her a portfolio of old IKalian line engravings that evening. Mr. Loigh : was reading aloud at the other end of the room to Lady Katharine and Mrs. O‘Brien, while Winnie and Harry were deep in & game ‘of‘ draughts. 1 "Please, Nir. Bertram, I don‘t think I could help it," said Grace, apoloâ€" gizing. "I have been getting to know the things." r "What things, Grace?" "The homes and <cradles of all the creatures," said Grace, "I have seen where «e limpets live, and the fish. I have seen them browsing 0n the sea weed on th rocks, and glancing in and out of the tiny forests under the sea, just as the birdg do in the woods on the land. Some of the tiny trees in the pools bave little crimson branches, as if it was fairyland, and they were cut out of precious stones, and little creatures with heads like stars come and sit among them, and sway their little starry orowns about, and look so at home and happy. If you keep still, and look down and ; down, it is wonderful what you find | out in those clear pools. _ Being in| another world, I suppose the crea tures do not mind us, and so are not‘ frightened, but let us look into the | middle of their homes, and see them1 at work and at play. .. ... "And what other cradles and homes have you found?" he said, â€"__"Those of the flowers," she said, "the kind of green banksâ€" that the primroses love, and the violets, by roadsides and in deep lanes, and in all the hedges, and on the edges of woods, and in all kinds of sweet, homely, everyâ€"day places. And then| the ferns; and the largeâ€"leaved waterâ€" plants breasting the brooks, bathing in them and enjoying the delicious wet, always flowing round them, and over them, and through them." "And what else, Grace?" "I have seen the cradles of the rivers themselves," she said. "I know one which bubbles out of the hillâ€" side, in a very tiny cave with a roof of lovely mosses, and has a little floor of sand and pebbles, and then trickles down and begins to sing at once. And I know another more like a baby river, scarcely able to speak at all. You only see it by the green of everything about it, and you only hear it, if you listen very quiletly, making a very little soft purring: around the roots of the grasses. So now I know what I have always wishâ€" ed to know, what kind of a cradle the river at home comes from, and what kind of a world it is going to in the great sea. And those will be such delightful things to think of always. Indeed I have had no time yet to draw, Mr. Bertram. Painting, even beautiful painting, seems only to give such a little bit of the outside of things, just the beautiful color and |shape, _ And there are such bundâ€" |reds of other beautiful things about everything, besides color and shape. |All the rustling in the leaves, and the |coolness of the rain and dow, and {then all the delicious smells and 'tast(‘u of the air, the salt sea tastes, |and the smell of the old fir trees like ‘incense in the sunshine, and of the |gmsa just mown, and of the earth ‘(when it has been raining, to say noâ€" |thing of the flowers, so sweet, and every one of them different." . . . "I see," said Maurice at length, "you do not mean to draw any more, until you can find some kind of brush or pencil that will paint wetness and |coolness, and salt sea tastes, and the smell of roses, or of newâ€"mown hay. |When you are at home again then, |Grace, will you care no more to see |the landscapes in the academy?" "Oh, ten times motre than ever, Mr. Bertram," she said. "I shall feel the fresh air, and the sweet smells, and everything now, whenever I look at those pictures of the sea, and the rivers, and the birds‘ nosts." "‘But you will despair of painting yourself ?" "I do not think I shall," she said. "I think I shall enjoy more every leaf and flower I sketch, now I know about their homes in the woods, It will be like painting portraits of peoâ€" ple you love."â€"From "Winired Bertâ€" ram and the World She Ltived In," by Elizabeth Charles. However close your seturdy armor clings, However true and natural it seems, The burghers here can yet detect false gleams Upon the polished surface. There are things Too subtle to affect, too fine to trace Into a grim design of candid steel; And there are elemental things to foel Which you, being strange, can never quite embrace. "That‘s a good idea," said the new servant to her mistress, "to have soda and water in them squirters. I‘ve done out the scullery floor in no time, and there‘s still four leff out of the | "And what do you propose to do es m;:lh' 'ifie,:fi”' a* notics m‘i!{??’?" asked the millionaire of his Is free to stumble, free to wander; °00 WhO h@d just completed his eduâ€" you ~ mm ifi K ue Reveal yourself in your mfitfll Mainsain ful cleanliness and drown all din, Your artror lies in following an ideal, Your guise is much too perfect to be real. â€"Emanuet Eisenberg in N.Y. Sun. Intruder ud at the other end Lady Katharine and while Winnie and an in‘ a game "of <or as~. w»~â€".. . _ _ Sation. The gon was born with large ‘-;""-'-';" nIf}efi' ‘%’x." Ee" a'Tlsii’éfér 'witr r es and drown | "AWR 1 «lake 111 £o up to town and wA i get a job 0 'fia'rg at five hundrag pounds per. You understand me, ‘l:)wh:t:ct: ::O;I.“tlther? At five hundred per!" His P father grinned rudely. "Oh, yes," he replied, "I understand. You mean at ’22 N.Y. Sun, five hundred perâ€"haps." se cegs. un Ores ~\Ape Â¥ |\other winter. The sweep passed from \house to house, blowing his bugle and calling "Sweep? Sweept" But now ‘in his place science presents a meâ€" \chanical chimney eweepâ€"a veritable | dusting robot. _ _ Vacuum â€" Machine Replaces Picturesque and Sooty Figue of Old Romantic Days Inspdm.wbenthohomniamndo spic and span from attic to cellar, the dlhrmoymdfurmcelnnottobelelt coated with soot by the cfrefu! house owner. In other days the romantic figure of the chimney sweep, groâ€" tosquely clad, appeared at this season to remind him of the need for preâ€" paring the heating system against anâ€" " Aut oA namnepperee T CTTTI motor. With a whirring sound the bag fills out with its forty feet of air and rises like a miniature blimp to six feet in height. After the chimney i% cleaned the ash pit and the registers have their turn and the motor is turnâ€" ed off. The bags sag, the pipes are disconmected, and the truck is driven off to clean more chimneys. S00T AND SaALVAGE. No dirt gets out anywhere, either in the house or around the truck. It is all stored in the bag and carried off. Since it has been found that many people still cling to the idea that the chimney is an excellent place for storâ€" ing valuables and odds and ends, one furnace company has decided that it ‘p.ys to sift the contents of each bag before disposing of it permanently. The list of articles which have been salvaged from the bags after a "sweep" include money, razors, nails, tacks, pencils, erasers, needles, shoo buttons, watches, and on one occasion It is said that threeâ€"quarters of the dirt in the modern home comes from outside and oneâ€"quarter from the heatâ€" ing system if it is in good condithon. When the chimney becomes clo? with soot the amount of dirt in the |house is, of course, greatly increased. |\ The soot from a chimney, moreover, |is considered by housewives the worst |\ kind of dirt, as it smudges everything it touches. A coat of goot on the walls of a chimnmey also reduces the efficiency of furnace or stove. THE OLD CHIMNEY SWEEP I Romantic writers, especially those \ on the Continent and in England, ‘have made frequent references to the chimney sweep. From some of the | descriptions and caricatures he must \havo been a picturesque Fellowâ€"face streaked with so~t, chimney pot hat lon his head, ands carrying brooms, a live kitten whose hearthside slumâ€" bers woere rudely interrupted by the sudden suction of the 40â€"horsepower engine. The air suction reaches many creâ€" vices human hands could never clean râ€"an added advantage of the new methods. Defective flues have long been a fire hazard, and the efse with which flues are cleaned by the vacuum method is said to have reduced fire ] The "sweep" who migrated to Amâ€" erica added to the systom a detail not ‘Imown in Europs. MHe found that a Hve duck was a great asset to him in ‘Ml work, the flapping winzs of the Cornell University searchers for the firefly‘s secret of cold light probably will not admit the poet‘s @xplanation that they are "fragmente of a star ]luctu in the meadow." fl%'n'_v; loosening soot from the walls ‘ol e chimney as it was let. down on \a rope. This method was once popu |lar in Canada and in the Southern |St‘w. > ye * «664 i » 6. The English sweep was usually acâ€" companied by a emall boy who, in fact, did the work, Down the chimâ€" ney the boy was fowered by a rope around his waist :o loosen the dirt from the sides Invariably these boys were small, undorfed creatures, a slim waist being considered necessary to allow sheer passage through some very narrow openings The practice of using these underpaid boys, detriâ€" mental to their hoalth and leading to nmany other abusse, was stopped by the Government about the middle of the nineteonth century, through the bill eponsored by the Earl of Shaftesâ€" bury The thing that made the chimney eweep costume appear clownish was that it was designed to protect his body as far as possible from soot. A black hood extended down the back of the neck to protect the head and ears; sleeve cuffs were turned in, trousor legs wore strapped and a huge black cravat was wound around his neck. 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