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PAGE SEVEN' by Bil Swanlis AGASI.. Sunday is Mother'a Day. in this coun y mother ahares memoriesg of her own mot/wr, who <lied 73 years ago. Mot her waa six. T/w following*8 a from a transcript of a conversation with my brother, Jim. Log cabin girl ByJesie. . Swan My sister Jeanette was in grade 3 before *I went to school. 1I9 remember Mother helping her to read in the third book. There was the stor ,about the settiers and the drunkard. The drunkard would beave bis littie boy alone in the log cabin. The settier was hurrying home from the bush to bis cabin one evening when he heard a littie boy Mr. He thought he had to gt homo to bis own littie boy and he wasn't going to go back. Btho finally ho couldn't stand it anymore. He returned to the cabin.Holestoodin the door -- rresoute ishe -- the crying had corne from bis own little boy who had been lot. ta corne over ta play with the drunkard's son. But no one was home. So of course ho took bis littie boy and'got ahead of the wolves. ____________________________________ Imagine that boing a grade 3 book.__________________ ________________ But this word 'irresolute':- I could speil it before I went ta school bocause Mother had Jeanette speil it so she could pronounco it for ber. As a mother sho was protty proud. I had ta spell 'irresolute for eveiybody who came ta the door.-W Id bo six thon. Mother taught me my ABCs. Our old- kitchen rangwa a BUXsmething from Brantford. It had print mbserihardsthe front of the stovo. It had ail these............ letters of the cpm name. Sho taught.me the ARCs. WeMr thought it was pretty smart if wo couid count.ta a hundred bofore we went ta school so of course Mothor taugbt us ail these things. I romember Mother i tting in the doortep on the east aide of that old sbanty. Wo called it the cook house. It was built onto the 1og'cabin. (Note: the log cabin was built on land originabiy- settled by ber greait-grandfatber in the 1840s.) This sbanty housed the pump and the coal oul stove in the sumnmer and the separator and ail the boots and shoes that couldn't bo taken inta the house. She sat thore witb a screwdriver fixing, that old butter cburn. The aid churn was an upright. It was just a little barrel about so bigb with a plunger. Mothor bought a new one that had a bandle and a foot -pedal. She thought that was modemn tecbnology. My brother Orwell and I belped ber churn. Many's thé time she got us turning tho churn. She'd heip us with the foot pedai. We stopped so often ta seo if the butter was coming. fliere was a littie glass bobo 'on the aide of tho barrol and when specks became visible on that glass thon you churned liko the Dickens because you knew the butter was going ta be there any minute. Mother would bo wasbing dishos or baking or sometbing, standing at that cabinet and she'd put. ber foot on the pedal and heip us. We could barely reach the bandie. W rYJfCINSAIN UUT13 Later, Orwell and I -would, oach get up on one side of the WIIB UCINSAIN UUT13 kice tbewbile she was shaping the butter inta pounds. Now tbxo Whitby Arts.Station Gallery, tins station was bititn 1903 near the site of the.GO kithen adtablwoe nfan.Yupttebtrinhr. Transît station of today. It closed in 1969, and in 1970 it was movod to its present site at packed the butter tigbt and thon pusbed it out. There was your Vcoi n lnySres pound of butter. She made that butter ta soul to the cheese WhtI Armu pho. factary. She would get wrapping papors from the factary with a to send us to the bush about 60 rods from the log cabin and we picked whatever flower was in season and taok tbem ta the churchyard Sunday morning and put tbom on Mothor's grave. That was Aunt Marie and DadIs way of maidng us remember. 715 YEARS AGO We'd get ta Sunday school and go -ta the cometery and thon if from the Thursday, May 4, 1916 edition of the it wasnt timo for Sunday schooi wo'd tear over ta the manse. WHITDY GAZEIT AND CHRONICE We were always 'sure of a welcome there. Mrs. Johnson was* A 74-year-old man committed suicide at the House of Refuge by cutting bis wrists with'a such a nice sweet lady. Wo'd tear aven there and got petted a r =en_,Ife V littbe bit. You see, I tbink people knowing that we didn't*have a * U8ya-l htby soldier was found dead'in bis bod at bis boarding bouse on Brock Mother tbey maybo made a littbe more fuss over us. Street North. Classs moved into the new Brock Street public School on May 1. Jessie Swan was born in 1911 in the same log cabin she* The ll6th Battabion is holding niiiitary exorcises botwoen Wbitby and Brookbin. referred to aboue. She died Monck&y at the age of 79. Sunday wvould have been herfifty-flfth Mother', Day 'as amoother-.