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The Way We Were

The Way We Were Compiled by Bonnie Chevrier

Sept. 15, 1993

25 Years Ago

1,000 roast Fred Meilleur: Never before in the history of Pontiac’s Fred’s Hotel in Chapeau has it been closed for two days. Not even when his father Edmond owned the hotel or before when Emmott Gray was the owner.
The reason for the closure was to roast Fred Meilleur and his wife, Helen.
The event was held on Saturday in the Upper Pontiac Sports Complex in Chapeau. One thousand friends filled all the reserved seats.

Fred, who never forgets a face, and rarely forgets first or last names, took time to speak to everyone.
Maurice Richard was an honoured guest at the head table because Fred has always been a Canadien’s fan and because his cousin Edmond Creamer had played hockey with “The Rocket” in the minors.
Because Fred is known for his story-telling, roasters had a hay-day telling their own versions of stories.
Fred received many awards throughout the evening. He was given the Rotary’s highest honour, the ‘Paul Harris Award for world understanding and peace. Fred was also the first to receive the MRC Tourist Award.
Elmside View goes for the gold: George, Winnifred and Charles Pirie were thrilled when their names were announced in Hull on Aug. 29.
Their farm, Elside View Farm Inc., a Holstein dairy operation located in Bristol was named the regional finalist in the gold medal category for 1993 Award of Merit.
Elmside View is owned by the Pirie family. Charles, the third generation is a major player in the day-to-day running of this operation which is gaining an international reputation.
The Piries knew the three judges were going to appear with little notice sometime in mid-July. On a Sunday evening at 8:15 the call came. They would be there Monday morning. Twelve hours notice.
The next morning the operation gleamed. Livestock were milked and groomed. The house sparkled and the paperwork was in order. Machinery was spotless and running smoothly.
The last time the gold medal was awarded in the Pontiac was in 1953 to the MacKechnie operation in Wyman.

Sept. 26, 1968

50 Years Ago

Highwaymen ransack Pontiac mail: The mail robbery near Quyon last Wednesday may not have netted the thieves more than a lot of trouble.
Mail driver Clement Recoskie was hijacked on his way up the Pontiac highway, handcuffed, tied to a window frame in an abandoned farm house and hooded with a mail bag while the highwaymen slit open other mail bags looking for loot and left apparently disappointed.
Clement freed himself, hitched a ride into Quyon with Brian Brady where Lester McCann sawed off the handcuffs and Basil Murphy took the cut-open mail bags to his post office in Quyon where postal inspectors examined it before it was sent along its way.
The rest of the story will be told when the police have completed their investigation and laid charges in court.
Mrs. Armstrong and Mrs. Poole to receive teaching merit awards: The order of Scholastic Merit, given by the Quebec Department of Education will this year be awarded to 23 teachers and educators at the P.A.P.T convention in Montreal.
Among the 23 will be two of the teachers from Pontiac county, Mrs. Iva E. Armstrong and Mrs. Violet Poole, who join the ranks of those honoured for a definite degree of success in their teaching careers.
Mrs. Armstrong and Mrs. Poole thus become recognized throughout the province as two of its many excellent educators.

Sept. 23, 1943

75 Years Ago
Local News: Shawville’s 87th annual exhibition and 5th Wartime Fair, functioned on Thursday, Friday and Saturday of last week and considering the retarded harvesting season, shortage of farm help and other derogatory and abnormal circumstances, the show was very successful.
Although Friday was very chilly, a large crowd entered the grounds at an early hour. The children were rather disappointed that all of the midway, supplied by Daniel’s Greater Shows, had not all been assembled at this time, due to delayed train service, and it was not until the evening show that all the rides, bingo games, etc. got operating.
Mr. L.A. Smart presented his Silver Cup for the best draft or agricultural team, hitched, owned and exhibited by a bonified Pontiac farmer. The cup originally donated by James A. Millar, Barrister of Hull, became the property of Mr. Smart at last year’s show, after winning it three successive years with his fine team of Percherons. Mr. Edwin Pirie of Maryland was the new winner with his trim span of Clydesdales.
Twelve ladies under the leadership of Mrs. R.P. Eades, attended the regular meeting of the Ladie’s Auxiliary of Pontiac Community Hospital. The work accomplished was as follows: 179 sponges and 243 4 x 4 dressings made, 26 articles mended.
Nursing supplies were brought in by members of Clarendon Women’s Institute.
Ministerial Association formed: On Monday morning, the ministers of all the various denominations of Shawville district organized themselves into the Clarendon Ministerial Association in a meeting held with ten present at the parsonage of the Shawville United Church.
Under a hail of steel and fire on the beaches of Dieppe, Lieut. Col. Dollard Menard, D.S.O., officer commanding Les Fusiliers Mont-Royal, fought gallantly, was wounded five times in as many hours, covered the re-embarkation of his men and fainted as he was carried back on a landing barge. Regaining consciousness, he organized the anti-aircraft defense of the barge, lying flat on his back. In the recent invasion of Kiska by Canadian and American troops, Col. Menard commanded the Hull Regiment of Quebec.
The Nazis seemed to have good reason to believe that the war, which is now about to enter its fifth year, could be brought to a conclusion satisfactory to them within perhaps the first twelve months, says the New York Times.
Every spring since 1941 it has been customary to say that if the Nazis did not win that summer, they would not win. They failed of a conclusive victory in 1941 and again in 1942.
This summer, except for a limited and futile offensive in the neighbourhood of Kursk, they have not even tried for victory. They have been too busy staving off defeat.

Sept. 19, 1918

100 Years Ago

Local news: Dr. Powles has been confined to his residence through illness for several days but is again on the mend, THE EQUITY is glad to report.
While sitting in his buggy in front of the post office on Tuesday last, engaged in conversation with Mr. Ben Smith of this town, Mr. John Latham of Thorne met with a very serious accident by having his buggy turned over as the result of another rig, driven by a young man named Dagg, crashing into it with considerable force. Mr. Latham fell against the edge of the pavement on his side and had several of his ribs fractured. Mr. Archie Dover took the aged man to Dr. Powle’s in his car and after the doctor had attended to his injuries, conveyed him to his home.
The Allies need gasoline. Waste none of it on Sunday motoring for pleasure. He who uses it for this purpose stints those who are fighting our battles. The safety of the State being the supreme law, personal enjoyment must give place to national necessity during war time.

Sept. 21, 1893

125 Years Ago

Local news: The fine weather of the fore part of last week was quite a boom to the farmers of this section, many of them having a large quantity of grain to get under cover.
Five hundred men and a large number of horses are engaged in the construction of a complete line of railway from Mattawa village on the C.P.R. to Lake Temiscamingue.
Its is said there is one plant that is never touched by insects and that is tansy. If you rub a horse over with a handful of it before taking him out on the road, it is claimed that the flies will not touch him.
A very successful social was held at Mrs. Thos. Richardson’s in Clarendon on Friday evening. The house was fairly packed with people.
A joke was played on two of our sports who attended the social at Mrs. T. Richardson’s on Friday night. Someone let their horse loose and they had to hire another from Mrs. R to bring the buggy home.
On Thursday afternoon, Francis Perrault and Louis Charbonneau, while under the influence of liquor, attempted to cross Chats Lake in a canoe. The canoe upset and Charbonneau was drowned. Deceased was a married man with a family. His body has not yet been found as there is a strong under current at the spot where the fatality occurred. It is feared the body has gone over the Chats Rapids.
There is a certain limit to physical suffering beyond which torture is powerless to wring another groan.
Mr. Bryson sat down to luncheon with his wife and their son and daughter. When it was over, he told Mrs. Bryson he was going out for a couple of hours. They playfully said goodbye; but alas, it was their last good-bye, the poor lady was even then standing by the brink of death. When he returned in the afternoon, husband and children had faded from her view and in two or three hours afterwards, she had crossed that great divide. This was a heavy blow to bear, but there was yet another to fall.
Mr. Bryson had arranged to take his only son, George to Lennoxville College on the 11th inst. It seemed he had been promising his little daughter, Robina, a trip to Montreal for some time and this was just the sort of time to make good on the promise. Mr. Bryson and George took the transfer train to Montreal Junction and from there Miss White and her brother meeting Robina and her grandmother at Dalhousie station and taking them to their home on Mountain St. Mr. Bryson’ s intention being to call for his little girl on his return from Lennoxville the next day. They spent a pleasant evening and retired at about 10 o’clock. A lamp had been provided for use by Mrs. Bryson and the granddaughter.
Mrs. White attributed the lateness of her visitor’s rising to the fatigue of the journey the day before but at last it was time they were up. She went to the chamber door and knocked. The stillness within alarmed her and she called her son and daughter. The door was opened and the sickening odour of gas made their hearts stand still. Robina’s head resting on her grandmother’s arm, both apparently lying in peaceful sleep, it was the sleep of death but it had fallen on them gently. The gas was not properly turned off.