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Knowing how to run a lumber yard means knowing how to buy timber. We are qualified. You will 'find that every foot of wood you buy here runs evenly and true to form. That’s a de- cided protection when you’re ready to build. Don’t you think so? SHEPPARD & GILL Lumber Co. THURSDAY, JULY 16th. 1942 WI: 80‘! THE FINEST TIMBER GROWN-41’ ISTHE LUMBER You in SHOULD OWN HALL’ SERNW’@ 572% TI @ 2m B) mane The dependability in the quality of Hall‘s Service Station gas and oil explains Why so many motorists of Richmond Hill are using this reliable motor fuel and lubrication. OPPOSITE ORANGE HOME “Be Ready With Reddy Power” Specializing in Fly Spray Dust for Garden Pest Control Richvale P.O. Phone Maple 64r4 ERNIE DURIE WATKINS PRODUCTS RICHMOND HILL NOTICE IS HEREBY GIVEN lthat all creditors of, and claimants against, the Estate of the said’ Fred Smith Willis, who died on or about the 14th day of May 1942, are re- quired on or before the 18th day of July 1942 to send particulars of their claims, and the nature of the security if any held .by them, to the undersigned solicitors for the Execu- tors. After the sad 18th day of July 1942, the said Executors will proceed to distribute the said Estate, having regard only for those claims of which they shall then have re- ceived notice. DATED at Toronto this of June 1942. WILLIAM COOK & In the matter of the Estate of FRED SMITH WILLIS, late of the VilL age of King in the County of York, Farm Manager, Deceased. Feeling useless, with All This glo- ing on, is not too good. I look iskance at my rations (and other fiitbits. if truth must be told) and wonder if I have any right to snap 1p all this food. Less and less do I understand those folk who, doing nothing at all, grab all they can. Yes, the truth is that this chill real- 'y got me down, though the bright :hining of the sun today puts a very lifferent complexion on things. Be- fore long, with any luck, I shall be galloping about on the Allotment, as arranged. But how truly maddening it all is! Why on earth should anybody go down under silly complaints when there is so much happening in the world? It isn’t as if one wants to crack up â€"â€" or even fears it. No sensible person Is ‘compIaint minded’ these days. Yet along comes that nerve-jab, that punch of horrid, per- sonal realism, right in the middle of something else; and with a wince, a howl and some private cussing, Reading, Englandâ€"This is ‘most irregular’. I know It. It is pure talkativeness on my part. But here I am, with time on my hands, think- ing of my friends over there: feeling grateful to them for kind thoughts and letters and things which reach me now and then and show me that we 'ARE friends. I feel quite embarrassingly useless just now; so, with a typewriter bal- anced somewhat precariously on a bed-table, I mean to fill in some of the time, anyway, by being talka- tive. Spiflicated Farmers Hens Woke Up Minus Feathers -- Chit Chat From England Notice to Creditors 912 Federal Building, Toronto, Ontario, Solic'tors for the Executors GIBSON, 29th day She tells me that the sisters of a farmer, living near her, had some hens which they treasured. The far- I have been very amused by a letter from my friend up in the north. If I didn’t know it to be a true story I should» think she had furbished up a\chestnut for me; but many a time have I seen» some fan- tastic old- idea. repeat itself in real life, so I am not really surprised. It was certainly an experience ‘while it lasted, and! I was terribly sorry to say “Goodbye” to them, the dears. Just before I went away I sped over for a farewell party and a ‘doss’ on the couch. How fond one had grown of those kind and plea- sant people! We worked so hard and so happily together; and when the mornings were bitter, so that I ar- rived frozen, there was always a cup of hot tea saved for me. Yes, there is something very sad about this un- avoidable breaking-up; I mustn’t think too much about it. I am rath- er sneakingly thankful that, if I had to crawl between the blankets for a bit, it has happened just now. At least I am not falling down on a new job. It all dovetails very nicely. Fowl Play Then there is the barrister's wife with a bunch of daffodils, and the blue-eyed little ‘Scotswoman with a packet of cigarettes and some amus- ing gossip. The lovely friends who have housed the East End refugees are in and out, too â€"â€" doing such dull things as paying bills and lugg- ling along the rations, so that I need 'have no worry. And of course there iis ‘Gran’ herself, with a darling little meal on a tray, and a thou- sand other little attentions. It causes me the most awful confusion, believe me, for I’ve a perfect horror of beâ€" ing a public nuisance. But things are on the mend, and soon I pop the crutch in a corner, get up and toddle down into the town...job-hunting, The war â€" at last â€"- has killed mine. It’s a pity, because it was use- ful enough; but anything to do with paper is suffering now. The short- age grips us more and more tight- ly. For many weeks now I have worked on all kinds of odd scraps; even the backs of letters and teleâ€" grams! But the Powers That Re have decided now that this is the end; so there we are. I wonder what my next activity will be? Somebody, you may be sure, will engage a will- ing female who is not liable to be ‘registered’ just yet; so I am not fretting. Anyway, the folk I have been working with are dispersed, and that busy room, out there in the country, is empty again. No more cycling over those hills and‘valleys. Offended‘? My dear Cookie! Then. from her overall pocket, peeps the smooth (and almost strange) con- tour of a. new-laid egg. Offended! Just the same wonderful woman who, in that awful blitz, thought of nothing but caring for others. The same kindness, even without an emo- tional spur. I guess that she has always been like that: that her strange courage during that dreadful time was built on a solid foundation of habit. If any proof was needed I've had it. Bunch of Daffodils “I hope you won’t be offended,” says Cookie, coming in with her nice smile and her spotless overall with the cherry-red facings. Yesterday, when everybody else was out, there was a tinkle at the hell. I thudded to the window, threw out the door-key, ana 111 came Cookie. Yes, our own kind Cookie, busyâ€" as usual â€" bothering herself about other people. You remember the story of ‘C‘ookie and the Teapot? It was not a cup of tea, \this time, but a most excellent bit of fish. And a crutch it is. What he has made it of goodness alone knows, but it works. And what a difference it has made! It is a hundred steps towards recovery already. Yet all the while I keep wondler'ng what that other ultra-sensitive soul...the one who was so disturbed by my noises...wouldr have said to the ‘thud-thud’ of a crutch! It is a proâ€" found thought, isn’t it? The Gardening Partner has come along with a most practical gift. “I'm putting on something new for Easter,” says Gran’s voice, through the door. “'50 am I,” I answer. “A crutch.” one crawls between the blankets. And how kind folk are to be sure! One expects to hear somebody say: “Now you get into a hole somewhere and don’t bother me. We’re all too busy for this civilian nonsense now." But nobody says it, bless them. By Margaret Butcher THF‘. URERAL. RICHMOND HILL. ONTARIO Day 139 Wisdom will never let us stand with any man or men on unfriendly footing. Well, I’ve enjoyed that. little talk â€"and I hope I haven’t been a bore? And perhaps, through all this, we really are learning from past mis- takes. How the Other Side loves to quote those Mistakes of ours! And how illogical he is about them! ‘See’ éhe saysâ€"‘you complain of what I do, but remember the time when you did the same thing to Soâ€"andâ€"‘So.’ I cannot decide whether he means it to be apology or justification; if it was so shocking, then is it his excuse for doing it now? Or, if it is quite right now, why pick on us for doing it then? No; I shall never fathom the de‘eps of propaganda. Not even if I have to meditate here for another month! But I shan’t. Very, very soon I shall be hopping around, as sprightly as ever. And, every day, my radio, here on the table, brings me the news. These Bad Patches....Yet, the very fact that it has gone on for solong makes the whole-thing quite imponderable. The Allies must be the most mad- dening foe in the world: so many times (by all accounts) ‘dead’ â€" but won’t lie down! How can any propa- ganda explain away such folk and their doings? I should hate the job. I should be afraid of such people. Yes, afraid; and there, I suspect, you have the answer to much of the vicious cruelty which is taking place against us. It is the raw and na- tural reaction to anger and fear. There we are, just going on and on, privately convinced that “the tide will turn’. It must be utterly infuriat- mg. TWO-IN-ONE BUG POISON The Gardening Partner, having no assistant at the moment, is waging his unequal struggle alone with the wireworms. In the evening he genâ€" lerally clumps in for a few minutes, all furrowed brow and clods of earth, manfully trying to hide his natural rage with my us-elessness. From his enormous pockets he produces a tit- bit or a smoke, to be sure, but I am certain he is simply furious. And why not? I sit up here feverishly mending coats and other things he produces for my attentions, but what use is that, after all? Until I can walk (nay, hop and skip) I am a log, a mere figurehead of a female. Most irritating to a busy man, I ami convinced. Also most irritating to the mere figurevhead, I assure you. It has given me a deep distrust of poultry-buyingâ€"if ever I should prove as ambitious as that; but I should certainly have liked a peep at that extraordinary football team. Unequal Struggle ‘When I saw them yesterday af- ternoon,‘ writes my friend, I simply couldn't believe my eyes. Those wo- men had made little flannel jackets for them, some white, some red‘; and two of them were wearing garments made out of multi-colored» scarves.’ prevents blight and kills bugs. Deliveriesâ€"North Tuesday South Wednesday. Phones : mer also had some cherry brandyâ€" equally treasured, no doubt â€" that went bad on him. The brandy, con- sequently, was thrown out into the hens’ bowl â€"- rashly enough! â€" and no more was thought about it. Later on, when the sisters came home from shopping, they found all the poultry stretched out, looking as dead as poultry can. The women were terr- ibly upset; they just hated the idea of losing every penny on those fowls. With the best will in the world I still think they behaved badly, for how did they know it wasn't ‘tainted meat?’ Well, they weren‘t botherâ€" ing about that, evidently, for they both got well down to it, plucked all the birds, stacked them up in the kitchen and went off to tell the local carrier to fetch them that afternoon. and-take them in to market. On their return from this call they found â€"-â€" to their horror and amaze- ment â€" a bunch of naked fowls rushing round the kitchen. will protect your cows 24 hours a day. 5 gal. pails $5.00 while they last DR. HESS FLY SPRAY THE MILL RICHMOND HILL Evenings 82w Cyril Duggan, Helen Hanlon, Willâ€" iam Hanlon, Douglas Marchant, Don- ald Maw, Thelma McCutcheon, Fredâ€" erick Walter A. Oldlfield, Frank Prothero, Marten Wassink, William Wassink, Norman Weir, Gordon Wells, Chester Wilson. 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