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WEDNESDAY. '

Strange But True

I: l'. H. MIOAIIIIHI

Chapter IV

50 WEST. YOUNG MAN, 60 WEST!

The little station at Govan was crowded with farmers eager to :iec1.u'e extra help. The harvest the sickle ta. huge cropi and not nearly enough help available to put it in storage.

"Where's the harvesters?" they queried when they saw only Dun- can and I get off the trsiri. "What! inly one man and it boy? Why. ve expected to meet at least half i hundred."

We informed them that nnotfrieri

section of the Harvester was right on our heels and some of them were almost sure to come to (itwan on the marrow.

"Better come with me." said one

farmer. ”Short hours. lots of grub. and you can slvep in the barn Wttges are. 5 bucks a day. What do you say, fc-liars?”

"Ill give you ll." b.-irked anoth- er follow. "and you can sleep whern you like"

Duncan and I could see how i-rally desperate the labor sitti- aiznn was on the prairie. so we

him: back for the biggest bid- rler. No need to be in a hurry about hiring out to any partic- ular Tom. Dick or Harry. We -ould afford the farmers themselves price of wages.

"37. a day," said a third voice. "Yes siree. seven smackers for ev- ery day, Sunday through Monday, grand eats. sleep in the house. and rest up on wet days. What do you say, men?”

We said ”yes" and half an hour afterward we were eating our only decent meal in a week with Mr. Ferguson. his wife and their four year old daughter.

"Breakfast, boys!"

"Breakfasts ready," said Duncan giving me A sharp punch in the ribs to wake me. I was awake. "Time to put on the feed hag."

"What!" I piped, why we've. hardly got the bed clothes warm. Why. oh why, did I ever leave home!"

"Ever run a binder?" the boss queried Duncan when we'd finish- ed eating and gone outside.

Duncan said he had and the has said, "That's fine. You and me will cut her down and give the kid the light end of lt-stook- mg"

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I watched the two men hitch their horses and then fell in be- hand.

Ferguson farmed half a section of land, most of which was under wheat. The particular field they started to mow down was one mile long and about five chains wide. The wheat was right up to my shoulders. After the two binders had made a few rounds. Ferguson jumped down from his high seat and instructed me in the art. of stocking. which. Inci- dentally. was round with a few sheaves thrown over the top of the stack to help keep the grain from bleaching in the hot Aug- ust sun.

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Although I worked like a galley slave. I couldn't begin to put up the she-sues as fast no the mach- ines kicked them out. By noon

the field was filled with them Whichever way one looked a nd what with the awful heat. the

dysentery. caused by bad drinking water. I was thoroughly disgusted with my lot and bitterly cussed the Fates for getting me in such a predicament. I was "all in," as the saying goes. when the boss made. the happy annoimc:-nient that we would go to dinner. Somehow I managed to make the house along with the others. but I was too tired to eat more than a few mouthfuls of food.

Then we rested the horses for an hour and once more began work- ing where we left off. The after- noon was hot as hades, without even I ripple of wind to cool man and beast. And to make

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to lay low and let iman of Lhe Board of Directors.

YOUR LAST CALL

SATURDAY NIGHT

J. E. McConnell, Jr. President

J. E. MoCONNELL. Jr-, has been elected President of Mcoonnell, Eastman as Co., Limited. Mr. Mc- Connell contlnues as Manager of the Company's Toronto Office. He was appointed s Director of Mc- Donnell, Eastman dz Co. Limited in 1937, and in 194-5 was appointed a Vice-President and Manager of the Company's Montreal Office. hi 1950, he moved to Toronto as Man- , ager of the Compantyb Tomnvto of-

ce, at which time he became Managing Director of the Com- pany. Mr. Mocomiell succeeds his father as President and Mr. Mc- Connell Sr. continues as Chair-

A graduate in Business Admin- istration at the Universit-y of West- em Ontano, Mr. McConnell spent seven years as account executive in the Company's Tomnto Office prior to his service in the Cana- dian Army. Mr. McConnell is also a Director of the Canadian As- sociation of Advertising Agencies and other associations and com- panies.

our lot more miserable a great cloud of ants descended on the field and started crawling all over us. The horses tossed their heads up and down and sideways. and sometimes kicked out their legs to try and rid themselves of the pesky little creatura. I took off my shirt and tied it around my head as I'd seen Duncan and the boss doing. I don't know why I aped their acts because it didn't help matters.

Suddenly there was it growl of thunder, followed by a stab of Iishtning and a fresh, racy wind which soon put an end to the ants, and our work.

.Before the horses could be un- hitched the storm raced down upon us like an infuriated bull chargiiig an enemy. Hail -.-nti rain literally poured from the sky.

"Donlt stand there!" shouted the boss to me. "Here. get on the back of this horse and light out for the stable as fast as you can go." He and Duncan came gal- loping after me but before we'd reached tho shelter of the stable we were. drenched to the skin Fortunately the storm was of short duration and the hall only did slight damage to the standing main. but that ended our liar- vesting for that day.

"Might as well accompany me to Govan." said the boss. "I for- got to get binder twine yesterday." Duncan wont. along. I went to bed with achini: muscles and a sari heart. A return ticket was the nnly thing that could have cheered me up in my present state. But there was no money for a return ticket and that was that.

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Noxt day we were back at work.i I was surprised to notice how well. the golden fields had weathered; the storm of yesterday. 5

The days passed, the weather was ideal for harvesting. Tho binders ate deeply into the grain: and I plodded mile on mile. put-f ting up miles of e-tooks and eachl day getting just a little more hard-i ened to the task but never likir-.24 it. When the field was nearly; cut Ferguson started into nnotherj one leaving Duncan to finish the first one alone.

That's the time i

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MEN'S OVERCOATS. STATION wsooiv cons, i BOMBER JACKETS - ALL AT SPECIAL PRICES

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WORK GLOVES .... -. 39c Boy! SWEATERS 32.89 Menls Doeskin Boys' Doeskin

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'MoCom1e1l, Eastman Appointments

1. M. Eastman Director

J. M. EASTMAN has been elect- ed it Director of the Company. In 1950, he was appointed a Vice- President and Chairman of the Plan and Merchandising Board. Mr. Eastman is a graduate of the University of Washington, where he specialized in business admin- istration, sales management and marketing. He joined McConnell, Eastman as Company in 1964, and has had experience in both the Montreal and Toronto offices Fol- loiiring his return from overseas in 1945, he vms appointed Chair- man of the Creative and Planning Board in the Toronto Office of the Company.

he got down from his binder and came over to have a brief chat with me.

”You're working too hard." he told me. "Take it a bit easier or you'll kill yourself Now lie down beside the stock and stay there till I call you." I did. and fell fast asleep. Duncan woke me up when it was time for supper so we went to the house together, each riding A horse and leading the others.

For 21 consecutive days I looked at sheaves, lifted sheaves and placed them in stooks, cursed sflieiives and dreamt sheaves. Then one day the hinders were put a- side, the golden grain was cut- and Duncan and Ferguson helped me to complete the stocking,

Those 21 days had made me as tough as a front line soldier. I could drink the prairie water with- out blinking an eye or getting pains in my tummy. And believe it or not. I grew it couple of inches and put on 20 pounds of good honest flesh.

The threshing of the huge crop began immediately. Ferguson had his own outfit so Duncan and I stayed on the spike pitchers, a pretty stiff job when there's a heavy crop and several teams hauling to the thresher all the time.

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W'hen"we finished at 'For;:uson's. we moved bag and bargugr to tho next neighbor and so on until the

winter brought all operations to a standstill. During this time we lived in

an old box car which was part of our standard eouipment. Bunk: had been put up to accnnimodato 12 persons, and the place smelled worse than iizloos.

Scotty, our foreman. owned a large timber hound which also

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Donald M. Coutta Dlrootor

DONALD M. COUTTS has been elected a. Director at the Company. Mr. Coutts was appointed I Vice- President of the Company in 1950. A senior account oxecuti - for many years. he haldirectod for major clients many notable ad- vertising osmpsicns. several of which have received international awards. Mr. Cou-tis is also widely recognized for his outstanding merchandising sbllity. Educated at the University of Manitoba, Mr.

;Cout.ts joined McConnell, liastmnn

so Co. Limited in 1926.

occupied a berth in the oornsr near

the stove. How he adored and gave out weird cries in the mid- die of the night! when we pro- tested and said the dog ought to sleep outside, Scotty came back with "my dog sleeps when I sleep," so rather than make an issue of it we said no more.

The pay-off was quite a. day for the harvesters. In the three-and- .1-half months Iworkedlearned a- bout s'l00, and I got it all in one lump less tobacco, clothing, and a few trips into Gavan, which the be paid for and charged to my account. I never saw so much money before. I was rich!

The next day Duncan and I said our farewells at the station. I was returning East; he was crossing into the United States to visit a brother.

The return journey was on reg- ular passenger trains, it far cry from the rip-roarin' hell-raising trip of three and a half months before, But I did have one ad- venture that clipped my roll of bills for 8l00. It was a poker game. I was approached by three card sharks who suggested that the four of us play just to pass the time away. We did. I was the sucker. I'd have lost my shirt along with the money only the train journey ended for the ihreo in St. John.

My arrival home. was not al- together unexpected. Yet mother. grandma and granddad gave me the welcome hand and vowed theyld missed me tgei-ribly.

"Hasn't he grown big and healthy looking?" said granddad. "I'll have to look sharp to keep

my end of the saw in its proper '

place this winter." and he did. for I could handle an axe and wield it crosscut saw with the best

Trim. - to the

Heroic Fighting

:a)'f to , totozotom For Our Democracy They Made the Sacrifice Supreme

With Grateful Hearts we render

Their Lives in battle.

Memory of our

San: who Gave

I REMEMBRAIIOE DAY . November iith, 1953 3

Kent St.

GROGKETT a STOREY m. i

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& Cliurlottofovtm

I44 GREAT GEO.

Air Fem liaisu Religious Director

OTTAWA, (CP)-The Air Force Iannouneed Monday the appoint- ment. or Group Captain Frank MacI..san, 48, of Trenton. N.S., as director of religious administra- tion (Protestant) of the RCAF.

Group Capt. Macbean. who set- ved overseas for three years dur- ing the last war, succeeds Group cm. Robert in--vn-. who died last June. .

Group Capt. Mscbean assumes his new Ottawa post after serv- ing for three years as command chaplain (Protestant) of the air force's training command at Trenton. Ont. Since the end of the war he also has been sta- tioned at Edmonton, Greenwood. N.S., and Calgary.

of the tumors.

Granddad nearly fell down in a hint when I draw out my roll of bills and handed him I 050. spot. "I hope you came by that money honestly," he said. "It

5 short time." (To be Continued)

seems such a pile to earn in such,

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some cases faster. and that al- though he had only one hand the claw on that were just as sharp la the claws on their own hands. And Young Jerry could use his one hand almost as well as they could use their-,two hands, so less and less often Young Jerry had to fight for what he wanted.

Hot fixed up the old house in which he was living. and he did it Just as well as any of his neigh- bors could have done it. He was

intent. It took him longer. hav- ing but one hand to work with. but he refused to be discoursged.

In it was that after awhile his neighbors forgot that Young Jerry had but one hand. He had learn- ed to do everything that they could do. and often he did it better than they could do it. He proved that he could fight 1: well as they could. and that lie was a. bad per- son to quarrel with. so it was that Young Jerry won the respect of all the Smiling Pool.

The jsckel which attacks sheep in south Africa. is the South Afri- can equivalent of a fox.

NOVEMBER 11. mg

once AGAIN no usmsurur a stir?

The K & n sronrs

IIIOHMDIIII sr, BIIAIILOTTETOVIN

wish to take this opportunity to thank our friends and customers for their patronage for the past

year.

Hope and trust you have enjoyed and benefited by our services as we have enjoyed and benefited by your continued patronage. -

Now, to announce that we have a full line of new stock in Stanfield's wool and fleecelined underwear, sweaters, surcoats, Station Wagon, coats, work boots, dress boots and lln rubber footwear, and will be pleased to serve you,

RICHMOND STREET, CHARLOILTETOWN

many '

zi in and 0 -. O(IrOVel'lIlOel mi

Remembrance. Day

"O valiant I'iear1's.,wIio to your Glory cams Through dust of conflict and through battle flame: Tranquil you Iie: your I(nIgI1iIy virtue proved, Your memory hallowed in the land you loved.

Proudly you gathered; rank on rank, to war,

As who had heard Go'd's.message From afar:

All You Had Hope! For: All You Had. You Gave. To Save Mankind - -- Yourselves You Scorned To Save.

Splendid you passed: the great surrender made, into the Light that never more shall fade;

Deep your contentment In that Blast abode.

Who wait the last clear trumpet-call of God."

DeBLOISt BROS.

LIMITED

Remembrance

November 11 1953

THAIIKFIILLY - IN TRIBUTE

i" " "' to the glorious and unfolding memory

of our Sailors. Soldiers and Airmen who.

defending our priceless heritage. gave up their lives for peace and a butler world.

Their noble deetls live after IIIelIi-

more a. MELEOD

on-Amisursi. sroas