.5 30 LAFLAMME BOTTLING WORKS LIMITED Distributors forâ€"Timmins Healthful exercise for the teeth and a spur to digestion. A long» iasting refreshment, soothing to nerves and stomach. as pleasure. Last week The Advance reâ€"printed an article by ‘*‘The Rambler‘‘ of The St. Mary‘s Journalâ€"Argus on his imâ€" pressions of Timmins. In the last isâ€" sue of the Journalâ€"Argus, ‘*‘The Rambler‘‘ had further impressions of Timmins, and these noâ€" doubt will prove of general interest. ‘‘The Rambler‘‘ always writes in interestâ€" ing fashion, and is very careful to know his case before he takes his fluâ€" ent pen in hand. The article below from the Jourralâ€"Argus gives opporâ€" tunity, as the heading herewith sugâ€" gests, to see ourselves as others see us. ‘‘The Rambler‘‘ is Mr. John W. Eedy, publisher of the Journalâ€"Argus, St. Mary‘s Journalist Gives Further Impressions of the Town of Timmins and the Mining Game. â€" Finds Market and Mines are Not Related. A Word or Two About the Gallant Hunters From the South. Here is Opportunity to "See Ourselves as Ithers See Us" Cochrane The following is his article, in part :â€" ‘*‘Every day some one asks me ‘*‘Why didr‘t you you tell us someâ€" thing _ about Timmins, _ something about that mining country ? Should 1 hang on to my Hollinger? Is Dome coming back again? Is Gold Hills a good buy? or, as one United Church man put it, ‘‘ What in the devil is the matter with Crown Reserve.‘‘ Well my friends I could talk (write I mean) St. Mary‘s, Ont. He spent several weeks here recently as the guest of his daughter, Mrs. Arch. Gillies, this being his second or third visit to this camp. A keen observer, and with ready philosophy and literary skall, Mr. Eedy gives a very readable and graphic picture of this North Land as he sees it. a week about Timmins. Timmins is no mean town, let me tell you. It‘s as cosmopolitan as New York, but you learn mighty little about the mine market by visiting the mines. The mines are there, mind you, and mighty big mines they are, but the market is not there. You will find that down in Toronto or Pittsburg or Boston _ or New York in the brokers‘ office. For strange enough, mining is one busiâ€" THE PORCUPINE ADVANCE, TIMMINS, ONTARIO ons â€"â€"soâ€"-.-.-_____ Sprinkle in chicken houses and on chickens and fowls to { Spruce Street, North Sparkling, golden Kuntz Lagerâ€"the drink you have wished forâ€"the drink that satisfiesâ€"the drink that leaves no flat afterâ€" taste. You‘ll like it because it‘s so good and because it‘s always the same. You‘ll like it because it is absolutely the finest and smoothest lager you ever drank. ‘‘I have been round among the mines in the Porcupine districtâ€"the Hollinger, the Melntyre, the Dome, the Rochester, the Paymaster, the Viâ€" pond, the Dome Consolidated and othâ€" ers, but to the ordinary man there is nothing to be learned there as to the conditions or as to market values. Never in their history have the mines in that district been busier, and in a general way you are impressed with the magnitude of the mining industry in Northern Ontario. Obtaining a perâ€" touch promoters‘ stock up there. â€"Unâ€" less they are promoters themeselves they are not in it. One of the oldest business men of Timmins, a man who has been all through the game and made his pile, smd to me, ‘‘I buy noâ€" thing but revenue _ producers any more,.‘ Iroquois Falls At soda fountains. At good hotels. By the case for your home. Phone?:204, mit through the personal request of Arch, Gillies, C.E., I spent some three hours at the Hollinger, much of the time down on the 1200 ft. level. I may say it is becoming more and more difficult to secure admission to the lower â€" levels. The voune V arâ€" difficult to secure admission to the lower _ levels. The young Varâ€" sity student, Elmer Johnston, of St. Marys,‘ who has spent his vacation with the Hollinger, told me that up to that time, although working there he had not been permitted to go down. During the entire time we were on the 1200 footâ€"level we were travelling up one street or tunnel and down anâ€" other, cross streets just as in a town or city every block, a row of electric lights overhead and a railway track at your feetâ€"miles upon miles. of railwayâ€"and thus it is on every level from the surface down. In the MeTnâ€" tyre they are now on the 4000 foot level. CV ‘*And this is Timmins!‘‘ was the exâ€" Timmins, Ont. Kapuskasing clamation that met our ears from more than one passenger as our train pullâ€" ed in at 6 o‘clock on that delighful August evening to the depot of the Golden City of the North We had caught a glimpse of belching chimneys and towering shafts to the left and to the right of us just a moment before Un the heights above the massive form a modern church stood outiined against the sky. Behind and to the left, miners by the seore and by thu) hundred, with their dinner pails, made hurried transit across a flumeâ€" filled lake from the Hollinger to their city homes, while coming down to meet us as at a Denver depot, wy~ leading city street, full of lif(“fé{ld color. The business â€" organizations were represented by: Browne (seored two runs), Kennedy (scored one run), Duncan, Austin, Belanger (scored two runs), Mackie (scored two runs), Jacobs (scored two runs), Pickering (scored one run)~and Smith (seored one Ttun). ation. M tured as ‘ ion of the dancing, ‘*This sure is no mere mining said we. And a moment later when friends and relatives and prospectors and business agents had swallowed up the train‘s company, and the visâ€" itors and tourists and capitalists and mining engineers _ and. outâ€"ofâ€"works who make up the passenger list of every Timmins train, were disposed of, or being made as comfortable as possible‘in a town whose homes are not built for the entertainment of visâ€" itors and whose hotels are literal beeâ€" hives after working hours, we felt "we had fallen into the arms of no mean city. And yet Timmins is 500 miles directly north of St. Marys, 250 miles beyond North Bay, up over countless lakes jand forests and mountains_ in Northern ‘Ontario which a pennyâ€"aâ€" liner in Goblinâ€" deseribesâ€" as / that boundless empire lying between civiâ€" lization and the North Pole. Besides acting as a barrier between civilizaâ€" tion and the Arctic regions, says he, the North consists largely of great open spaces which call seductively to business men in the Southern and civilized areas. Every year tired busâ€" iness men go North to fish and camp and hunt and prospect for mines. Afâ€" ter they have duly slain black flies and mosquitoes, after they, have fallen out of canoes into the beautiful Northern lakes, and after they have been misâ€" taken for deer, they return home to rest up and brag about it. That makes the other Dbhusiness men who reâ€" mained home tired too, especially if they have been up before. ‘*Every autumn in Northern Ontarâ€" 10 towns are crowded to capacity, says he, owing to the presenee of hunters from down South. These hunters spend from a week to ten days shootâ€" ing at one another, drawing to a straight and looking for the corkâ€" serew. Many of them, sad to relate, get shot; quite a few of the survivors get halfâ€"shot. Those who are alive at thg end of the holiday, if they have any money left, drop in at any of thej numerous butcher shops in the NortÂ¥Mâ€" ern towns and buy a deer or moose. Venison or mooseâ€"steak is then sent to admiring friends. and the head "s ‘‘But I haven‘t told much about Timmins yet and they tell me I have no more space. (Give me one more line I ask, to say once again, Timmins is no mean city. Yes, Timmins is the gem of the North."‘ The team representing the bankers was, Watson, Pinder (scored one run), Cornthwaite, Bozo, Ayotte, Vachon, Mclllagharty, (seored two runs), New Cran, Kennedy. BUSINESS INTERESTS WIN FROM BANKERS IN SOFTBALL Last Thursday evening an interesâ€" ting game of softhall was staged in Timmins, when a team, representing the different banks of the townâ€" was defeated by a team representing the other businesses of Timmins. The score for the game was 11â€"3, with the bankers on the short end. , 8th and 9t the Children m. â€" Miss Gw ed as "‘the e of the world cing, riding eveq in t and uy a deer or moose. eâ€"steak is then sent nds, and the head is ed over the fireplace »randah, back home, ng source of thrilling ars to come. If the uth, across the lines, ibed in the papers as arms ol no mearn mnins is 500 miles Marys, 250 miles up over countless rope throwing