i ' ir Co {= ¥ PORT PERRY STAR f (@Cha The symptoms of TB Today few people get X-rays every year. That isn't as important as it used to be. But it's increasingly important that any person who has symptoms report them to a doctor. .Your risk of having been infected is above average if you live in crowded conditions in a poverty neighborhood. Don't get uptight. But if there are symptoms in yourself or others, or if you're just worried, ask the doctor. There's nothing dramatic or different about most TB symptoms. They can be signals of a number of different lung diseases--and occasion- ally of nothing at all. : Take a chronic cough, for example--a cough that hangs on for a long time. Some people dismiss it as a 'cigarette cough' -- they think they're smoking too much. Could be. Could be chronic bronchitis, which could lead to emphy- sema. Could be TB. Could be lung cancer. Could be a nervous habit from reading too many health columns in newspapers. Let your doctor decide. Competition This country was built on competition. Competition brought us out of the woods and the canoes and the unheated igloos where 60 was a good life expectancy if you could call 18 hours of slavery with primitive hand tools, wood fires that always went out in the middle of 20 below nights, and two hour buggy rides to church living. Competition has brought us the 40 hour week, central heating, power tools, automobiles and colour T.V. It is not surprising then, that there are people who view the destruction of our competitive system with such alarm that they suggest it is ruining the country. And competition is being destroyed. Of the thousands of current examples available two are close enough to Port Perry to be considered back yard incidents. In the Keswick area police and local citizens prefer to call a private ambulance service because it is more efficient. Queens Park is preventing the efficient service from continuing to operate as it always has because the owners choose to remain competitive and not join a socialized medical scheme. The second example is in the Cobourg area, where the Augustine family has been in the dairy farm business for 200 years. The government is trying to run the farm out of business because it competes with the socialized marketing board. The Augustines draw milk from their own cattle, pasturize it and sell it for less than the supermarket price. In Ontario 1973, that is a crime and the farmer may be faced with legal action. } Man has only devised two methods of making his business operate. One is the competition method where any person, so long as he operates in the public interest, may go into business and try to succeed by selling a better product for less. The best known example of that system is in the United States. The other method is socialism, where the state controls all business and acts as the middle man in most transactions, thus eliminating com- petition. We see examples of that system in: Russia and Ontario. | prefer the Competitive system. Company Limited oN 0 ee, Sa», . : = (OUR = % 5 o 1, & "en Ss ry Serving Port Perry, Reach, Scugog and Cartwright Townships P. HVIDSTEN, Publisher BRUCE ARNOLD, Editor WM. T. HARRISON, J. PETER HVIDSTEN, Plant Manager Advertising Manager Member of the Canadian Community Newspaper Association Member of the Ontario Weekly Newspaper Association Published every Wednesday by the Port Perry Star Co. Ltd., Port Perry, Ontario Authorized as second class mail by the Post Office Department, Ottawa, and for payment of postage in cash Second Class Mail Registration Number 0265 Subscription Rate: In Canada $6.00 per year. pS SA Elsewhere $8.50 per year. Single Copy 15¢ Bruce Arnold BILL MILEY UGAR ao SPICE WE'RE STUPID ONCE A YEAR There's no place like home, as some wise man or woman once said.I think likely it was a man. For a woman, home means washing clothes and dishes eternally, scrubbing dirt, making beds, and all those other rotten jobs that make 'home-making" a dirty word. For a man, it means a good, hot cup of tea instead of lukewarm coffee, a meal that tastes like food instead of wet kleenex, clean sheets smelling of sun, and going around in his underwear and bare feet if he jolly well feels like it. That's exactly what I'm enjoying today, after four days in The City. I've just had a decent cup of tea, a great, slurpy bacon and tomato sandwich, and I'm in my shorts and bare feet. We've just had our annual splurge in The City, and even my wife gave a groan of pure pleasure as we pulled into our driveway last night and the cat came running to greet us, flinging herself on her back and rolling her belly ecstatically. That's the cat, not my wife. I haven't the slightest idea why, but every summer, when sensible people are fleeing like lemmings from The City, the old girl and I take off from our sylvan retreat in the heart of tourist land and head for the concrete canyons of that same City. There's no intelligence, let alone com- mon sense, in it. We can't afford it. We don't even like it. But we go. : Don't ask me for a logical explanation. It would be like asking a caribou why he runs back and forth, Avith wolves snapping at his heels. And the wolves are there. In The City. Just waiting for us caribou. Unfortunaely, they don't look like wolves, so you don't know what's happening to you until you're For some reason, we always stay in the best hotel. After all, it costs only about three days pay for each night in the swank joint. This is part of the whole midsummer madness. And, what the heck, it's only three dollars each to see a movie. And what the shoot, room service charges only $1.50 for a pot of coffee, and a meagre $1.50 for a sandwich. And, of course, you can't take it with you, so spread it around a little. And then there's the swimming. The big hotels have a swimming pool. Of course, only the common people swim in the pool. . that's what we tell ourselves every time we remember we've forgotten our swim suits. ;, This is about the point where I start to und my head, thinking of the mile- long stretch of clean white sand and clean blue water back home. k But there's one thing I'll say about The City in summer. It's cool. Oh, not out with the rabble on the streets. They, I understand, sweat just like the rest of us. But in the big hotels and the bars and the restaurants, air-conditioning has worked a miracle. Or something. You can almost go into some of them 'without an overcoat. Some of the bars are so un-cool the waiters don't even have blue lips. But in most of them, the customers are sitting around racked with pneumonia and arthritis. I don't know why I'm complaining. Nobody forced me to go to The City. And if anyone tried, it would be like attempting to force a mule to walk backward. I wouldn't go there if you paid me. Especially in the summer. But I went. I guess it was for my wife's sake. She loves a few days in a big hotel. No laundry. No meals to cook. No brains. However, the annual stupidity is over again, and, as I said, it's great to be home. No more of that ridiculous wasting of hamstrung. They look like cab-drivers and © money on things priced seven times too waiters and bartenders. But one can't blame the wolves, can one? That's what they are for: to weed out the cripples. Well, I can tell you that if you are not crippled, at least financially, after a few days in The City, you've been staying with your relatives. high. . No problems like that at home. Nothing here but the old cat and the new woodpiles. Let's open the mail. Might be a nice fan letter. Yike! Town taxes, $484.00. Fuel bill from last winter, $130.00. Bank manager wants to see me. I guess it's back to The City. 50 YEARS AGO Thursday, August 9th, 1923 The Hon. Geo. S. Henry, Minister of Public Works and Highways will open ~ Port Perry Fair, Friday, Sept. 14, 1923. Mr. G. Todd was elected by acclamation to fill the vacancy in the Uxbridge Township Council caused by the resignation of Councillor Roach. The main street of Port Perry is presently being graded and .gravelled. There is. a considerable amount of work being done on roads this year and they will soon be in first class condition. Mr. M.A. James editor of the Statesman, completed 45 years of service last week. The paper was pur- chased from Rev, John Climie for $3,000. 25 YEARS AGO Some jottings from the paper files of 40 years ago, August 12, 1908: Moved by J. Waddell and H. Doubt, and carried that Mr. Alex Rennie be appointed weight master for the town scales at a yearly salary of $165. The tax rate was set at 28 mills. - Norman Wakeford of Port Perry struggled for 3 hours to land a 26 pound muskie in Sturgeon Lake on August 4. Dancing feet you'll have, if you'll but use Lloyd's Corn Salve -- 50 cent at Lawrence's Drug Store. Port Perry's oldest citi- * zen, William S. Short passed away recently in his home: Born in Cornwall, England in 1870, Mr. Short came to Canada with his parents (continued on page 5) &