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We told him, a tree or a horse,. . ' t, ofHarrington, Ontario.(Oxfordicocheted into the target - a Harvey Lampman, like his he would say, "Where are they? .22, l .' County) including that earlyibull’s eye. Walter. got his tur.. grandfather, was a chip off the I don't see them here." One {,2 _ _ [ period when Ralph Connor’skey. . same block, He and Jack Kitt- day he sent Harvey .Dunnell on iiii,, _ F , father Rev. Mr. Gordon, was Maggie McKenzie, the local, mer had a fight most every an errand telling him to take . _ ' the minister at the Presbyter- goodmatured seamstress, lived day at recess. They were like his horse and buggy. Harvey, l ' . ian' Church. with her scotch grandmother. a continued-story in the news- to liven-up the old nag, used '. _ ' '. Dr. McLeod, the genial, 1oea)lv//'lnn's', was very ‘mUCh afraid .papers. Next day they started the 1yhip freely. It was not used a,' . _ physician, was overfond of thatithat one of the young men where they left off the day be- to this, and got tkc "jittery'. » l, . which "In the end biteth likeiwould marry Maggie and so fore. If you got bored watching The Old man would wonder a serpent and stingeth like aileave her alone. George Lamp- the _ behind the schoolhouse what 1ilef. it. Harvey .OOkEdi I, adder.” Meeting Mr, Gordon,lman used to often call of an you would likely find Ed Hill Pnfrcent, like the cat that had - f-‘ one day, and finding it difficultlevening and, to tease the old and Fenwick Duncan, sparring Just swallowed the canary. _ ‘ '. t01keep his balance, down bellady, they would sit in a cor. for a knoek-out, Short, heavy- To complete this story, we . . went, right at his rpinister.'pi,n.er and whisper, Granny wat.. set, Harold Wilson and tall thin swam in the river behind the _ ' . _ . teat. Embarrassed, he saidlehed them with a suspicious Jack McComb for fun, used grocery store, in our birthday C ", [ 'The Reverend Mr. Gordon;{eye. One day, Maggie said to to wrestle. Jack marvelled be- clothes Jack Morrison pounding This Reverend Mr. Gordon; The her, "Grandma, I wonder you cause short Harold could usual-ithe water with his fists closed, laws of gravity; if a man’sievergot married, you watch 1y throw him. My dad Henry dog fashion; all of us yelling ". feet go from under him, he istme 'so mudh". "Me get -riiiiiTiiosiiiii'c'i, owned the iiiiiii,iii,),i,F, Indians. We waded up the _ J'. sure to come to the g,round".jied!" replied the old lady/farm north of the village. In Thames River for duck eggs , _ /C" Mr. Gordon looked down or1i"Eight want me!" -‘Why then" wintry weather, my young bro-iand frogs. Mother would not . ', ' ' him in pity and sorrow. Tsaid Maggie "are you so afraid ther and I rode our pet horse,l cook the frogs' hind legs -, e ' ' _ A local scotchman, Mr. Math-[that one might want me?" "Oh, old Kate, to school; b.arepitek.?ade her, you know So we did 3 '. _. _ eson, was fond of an argtypent/diffrenee," replied Granny, "dif-iHe sat behind me his short legslit Ourselves. Outside of being / -, especially on politics. Ridinrfevenee in mans in this countrylsticking straight out. When Jeltoo salty, they tasted good. We "' e" _ home from town with a mildiand mans in the old country." arrived at the school, we turncdlmade acorn pipes. with docks ‘. i Dutchman, John Ruthermel, he, At the Methodist Church re- old Kate around and, with al,for stems, and smoked mullcin _ started in on the Liberals, cal-lviva] meetings were frequent/pat. we sent her home, HaroWleaves for to.bacco. Elm roots [ _ I _ ing them everything he could Evangelists, Crossly and Hun-and Tom Wilson meeting her, made good cigarettes but soon _ think of. Mr. Ruthermel said,lter, Mrs. Williams, and othersirode her back to the school. got hot.. _ ' a: ".r, 5 -'That's right, Mr. Matheson." found ready audiences andlAgain sent her home. This Harrington is much the same: , , 2 .1 After awhile he lit into the made many converts. A 1%sClni'ight happen as often as anyitoday; a haven of peace and: Conservatives, giving them an:peeted member of this churchiboys met ,her, if/rt, in a world that is I‘llSilingi _ V equal drubbing. "That's riglu," Matthew Morris. was '-downl The school inspector Mii/5.ometrhere, but most of thni , said Mr. Ruthermel. Exasper- on" young men who left the,'Carlylc, we nicknamed “Coalwlmie Is not sure where it is' _ ated, the old Scotchman said farm. "By sir", he would say/oil". He had big feet, and woreigomg. V ' "Why y011 no arger wi' me?" "Another gone to the city bol -__-- -- _ -------- -.r.- i A l Somebody offered him a drink, starve". Sometimes he was; _ , telling him that it was ten right. They were glad to re-; _ ', . years old. "It's vera sma' for turn. i, ' its age", said he. l Bert Lampman, Harvey'r Spafford (Spot) Rounds theil'ather, was local skating cham-. . ' T mayor, on being elected, saidlplon. He encouraged the rising, , that he was like cold pertat- generation to learn to skate on _ , ens - he was better warmed the mill-pond. Bert's and) up. Nearly two centuries ago,iGeorge's father was quite at someone drilled there to findlfighter in his youth. He used; [ oil. No oil appeared, but the to go up street with a freak! fountain of youth, a flowing outfit of clothes on, hoping‘ ' well - the water of health, con- that someone would make funl . ' taming iron, sulphur, etc. rollsiof him; and so provide a good! _ .." / up from the bowels of the excuse for a fight. Later inl _ _ sgapth in volume enough to life he repented, and worried! _ T 3 :supply the whole village, were much because of his wild youth.; s."r 1 "Y it piped to their homes. A suit-‘ The Cpmpbells, on a farm _ if, _ , ". _ F ; able park now adorns the site. east of the village, were a mis- (ir,',, , 7 , Walter Ford was badly 1i,tl,?i,it,yuis,, bunch, One morning, , 1.sii ', ;tarded. Today he could be when their dad was saying 1 y treated, but then he was the family prayers a young Camp- , / village fool. He was followed, bell held a pin behind his fath- . _ ' j laughed at, and mocked by the er's back. Another youngster . b ' younger boys (and often by pushed his arm, making his fa.. t 'much older ones). In summer, ther jump. I will not say what 1 Walter .vandered around t,?,1tl,ey,.e,,r.1,t/.i, after that, but.you V _ [ _ farms, helping anyone who can imagine. ' ‘ iWOllld give him a meal and a My old-maiden Aunt Julia ' l _ "F few pennies. He collected so Bossence had a valuable watch, 'many he decided to go to Michi- cost $5.0.00 and that was some- _ _ , glHI and buy a farm. Put wise thing in those days, Because i to'his error, after that he in-lshe prized it highly, when she _ sisted on "white" money. Initravelled she wrapped it in rag . the winter, a shooting-match after rag until, as Milton Sal. - _ I IL:*KL!V . ’42“- _ e g __ ' . -__ F a,“ s-tur-es-c, .u, 5w" C-- J“ "‘""" . _ _