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Single Copy 10¢ BALAALLALADLALLLALLAALCLLLLLLLALSLS LSS 6 A Increasing The Burden Of Tax Collections In our mail the other day we were informed by the federal authorities that businessmen were going to be compelled to expand their collection duties for the government. Come January lst, pension deductions will have to be made from payrolls. Few persons who conducted a business prior to 25 years ago have any idea of what this matter of govern- ment collections amounts to. Today, employers are com- pelled to make deductions for unemployment insurance and income tax. Many also have their own pension, hos- pitalization, sickness and accident plans for which deduc- tions are made. Still others collect union dues. In addition to this, manufacturers must collect fed- eral and provincial sales tax and remit these to govern- ment agencies. What's more if they are not sent in by a certain date penalties are added. Larger concerns have had to set up departments whose main occupation is to do such work and this naturally had increased consider- ably the cost of doing business. For this effort, manufacturers and businessmen get absolutely no thanks from the government and outside of a small sum for collecting provincial sales tax the re- muneration is nil. Furthermore, it doesn't matter whether the manufacturer runs into some poor accounts for which he doesn't collect either his own share or the sales tax; the government still demands its share. We are beginning to wonder just how many more of these collection duties the government is going to saddle on manufacturers and businessmen before they rise in open rebellion. Certain it is that such duties make the operation of an industry or business a steadily more complicated and difficult job. --Dutton Advance GOSSIP Gossip is the tool of the coward. Christian courage never resorts to the baseness of gossip to achieve its end. Gossip is the product of shallow minds. They try to impress others with what they pretend to know. Gossip is the diversion of the fool. Wisdom is gainfully employed in the application of knowledge. Gossip is like a muddy stream that seeks to find its own level. Sincerity and love will have no part of it. Gossip is really lower than a viper; only it strikes without warning. Gossip associates itself with lying; and thrives on half truths. --Author Unknown La 4 a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a aa a a a a oa a aa aa a au REMEMBER WHEN? 50 YEARS AGO Wednesday, July 21, 1915 Seagrave--A very success- ful barn raising was held on the farm of Mr. J. McFar- lane. Mr. Jas. Martin was the mason, and Mr. Robert Me- Taggart was the framer. + A party of six left Port Perry on Tuesday morning on a sailing trip through the Kawartha Lakes to Fenelon Falls. The party consisted of Misses Florence and Alice Ford, Miss Bates, Messrs. Stewart and Maurice Ford, and Mr. Clinton Short. * » Utica -- The Union Picnic of the Presbyterian and Me- thodist S. S. held on July 14, at Mr. E. Kendell's farm was a decided success. 25 YEARS AGO Thursday, July 18, 1940 National Registration of every man and women in Canada will begin about August 14th. + Some seventy members of the Port Perry Volunteer Civil Guard attended the ini- tial meeting at the Armour- ies on Friday. J. E. Jack- son 0.C. expressed himself as well pleased with the turn out. Two officers were elect- ed, Bert MacGregor as sec- ond in command, and A. L. McDermott as transport of- ficer. * Mr. Robert Cawker landed a beautiful lunge weighing a little over 14% lbs. on Tuesday. TEN YEARS AGO Thursday, July 21st, 1955 At the regular meeting of Reach Township Council on July 4th a by-law was pass- ed naming the last Friday before the last Monday in November as Nomination Day and Election Day to be on the first Monday in Dec- ember. LJ] J Rev. Fred H. Joblin, son of the Rev. F. G. Joblin of Port Perry has been appointed minister of Westboro United Church, Ottawa. s Miss Barbara Love is at- tending the Montreal Y.W. C.A. Camp Oolahwan near St. Marguerite, Quebec, in the capacity of Waterfront Director. UGAR and SPICE THE HOLIDAY HORRORS Next person who chuckles at me, "Hugh. Noth- which they couldn't even pull down-hill? what Pete and I looked like as we drag-tailed our That's By BILL SMILEY rowed a car; beetled to dock. Boat almost out of sight when we arrived. My fault, though wife was ing to do now until school opens in September, eh?" is going to get a unch right on the nose, even if it's a dear, little, old lady who says it. That's how I feel about things after three weeks of "holidays" from teaching school. If the rest of the summer is anything like this they'll be putting fresh sod over me about the middle of August. It all began innocently enough, when two kids stole a taxi while the driver was having a beer, rammed it into the side of my car, across from the tavern and vanished. Next day, I had to dash a round trip to the city of 200 miles with my daughter, for her final teeth- straightening appointment. The whole deal cost me $700. Know her reaction? She's going to miss her braces. "Gee, dad, they're a status symbol. Every- body knows that." Next day I cut grass all day because visitors were coming. They were old friends. And we were all a lot older next day, after hitting the sack at 6 am. Up at noon and out for golf. Ever seen two old cart-horses trying to pull something up-hill "wasn't ready. way to the 18th green. Had to get the first-born out to his summer job on the boat by 8 a.m. next morning. But had no trouble waking up. The ruddy birds started yack- ing at 4 am. two paper-boys had a violent alterca- tion about conflicting routes under our window at 6, and the construction gang tearing up the road in front of our place got their-mechanical monsters snarling by 7 o'clock. Wrote column, planted grass, weeded flowerbeds, soothed wife, distraught because her son was leav- ing. She tried to make a big symbolic deal out of it. "Don't you realize this is the very last day in his entire life that he'll be at home, one of us?" (He'll be home two days a week all summer, but apparently that doesn't count.) Next day, took Hugh to his boat again at 8, put car in body shop to have door fixed, wrangled with insurance company, helped two high school valedic- toriang with their speeches, told wife to stop fret- ting about her son, told daugher to stop fighting with her mum. Whole family was going to boat to see Hugh off on maiden trip, to his unutterable disgust. Car Panic. Tears. Recriminations, Bor- 'time out front. half an hour out on embarkation time. Early am., drove wife to town 30 miles away for eye examination. Couldn't find doctor; he'd moved. My fault. Late. Dashed for home after exam which confirmed opinion wife is eagle-eyed. Had to change and drive 30 miles to still another town for big ceremonial dinner. But wife had to dally and watch a wedding before we left. Got there when most of the booze was gone. Insulted by lady who thought my wife was my daughter. Entertained by lady who fell flat on her face on the lawn after bar re-opened. She got up gamely, chortling, "He never laid a glove on me." However, today has been peaceful. People and their kids invited for outdoor dinner. It rained. Hugh arrived from boat with two accomplices, headed for a beach party. Kim is on her way to a pyjama party for some kid leaving town. Really quite placid. Mom downstairs doing eight acres of dishes. Dad sitting writing his column. And the blasted construction gang working over- Holidays? You can't beat them. But if you can, please beat them to death with a big stick. Roll on September! --Toronto Telegram News Service