Ontario Community Newspapers

Port Perry Star, 19 Nov 1975, p. 15

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PUBLIC SCHOOL MIXED BOWLING Girls High Single: Patty Horn 177 High Triple: Patty Horn 454 Boys High Single: Tint Thompson 242 High" Triple: Tim Thompson 626 Team Standings: Pin Heads ....... Kossevervrhene 12 Dust Diggers .................. 7 Flintstones .................. "5 Roller Bowlers ............... 4 Disput pul (continued the "obvious" inaccuracies of the report, she considered the findings as "extremely inconclusive." She safd at the very least she would want to see the title search notes. ownership of the "filled-in"' land, she also sees some confusion here, created by the passing back 'and forth of the Trent system between from our representative, L. V. McCARTHY who will be at: THE SAN\MAN MOTEL, Highways 7 & 12, Manchester, Ontario, on : TUESDAY, NOV. 25, 1975 4 at 10:00 a.m. . ; If you require financing to start, modernize or { CS GENLETI ETH GEIIIEN GE TCRTL Eo ERT) obtain it elsewhere on reasonable terms and ' conditions or if you are interested in the FBDB management services of counselling ERGRIETGILT NISL RTI FHT LR » government programs available for your business, talk to our representative. y |» FEDERAL | BUSINESS _ DEVELOPMENT BANK 22 King Street, W., Oshawa, Ont. Telephone: (416) 576-6800 As for the question of. PORT PERRY STAR -- Wednesday, Nov. 19, 1975 -- 15 After the storm continued As he passed the front of the house he noticed, too, that the workmen they'd waited so long for, had arrived and, had gotten started, as arscaffolding had been erected across the front door: He moved along and left his bike in.its usual place against the old basswood trég -the tree that Mr. Bob thought should be . cut down, as much of it was dead. But his mother had pleaded for, "One more sum- mer." : Taking his last paper from the carrier he entered' the poreh and reached for the buzzer, the first of a series, that would sound through the house. After several rings and no response, little pin-pricks of concern became stabs of fear. He knew she was there, because they had a secret method of communication, and he knew he must find her. He entered, went through the house, but returned to the kitchen in even greater bewilderment, until he remembered the cellar. He'd never been down there, but Federal and authorities. "Idon't think this has been settled at all," she said. Provincial -DOWSON'S {11 RED & WHITE LL: FOODMASTER To insure our customers of complete satisfaction our Grand Opening has "been delayed until WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 3rd 10:00 A.M. Unexpected delays have necessitated this decission, but we assure you, the one week delay will be worth your while. Merle & Ken Dowson believed it to be just a storage place for vegetables. Crossing the room now, he opened the door that led into a long narrow pantry, and saw beyond the tiers of shelves, the cellar door standing wide open. From the high pantry ceiling an unshaded bulb emitted a tired yellow light, scarcely enough to stir the shadows, but added to the erriness below. He gripped the handrail and started down when he heard a moan. Carefully he found the bottom of the stairs. and the small limp form of the old lady. She ~ was motionless, yet, as if aware that help had come, and having spent her last effort to summon it, slipped into unconsciousness. For a moment he stood--his mind detach- ed from his body. Then suddenly he thought of blankets. He must find some blankets. It was cold here, so she must be kept warm. Dashing upstairs he soon returned with a couple of woollen blankets and a small pillow. He wasn't sure about using the pillow. A trained Boy Scout, he thought, would have all the answers, but he'd only recently joined them, coming up from Cubs. Carefully he placed the blankets around her, tucking them close as best he could, and wondered again about the pillow. Deciding that, right or wrong, it had to be better than leaving her head on the cold floor, he ever so gently raised her head and slipped the pillow underneath it. . i Continued next week FOOD STORES

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