Sheppard’s Falls — Shipman’s Falls — Shipman’s Mills –Waterford — Ramsayville Victoriaville and Almonte — Senator Haydon



Senator Haydon writes: “Sheppard’s Falls Shipman’s Falls Shipman’s Mills Waterford Ramsayville Victoriaville these have been the successive names in earlier days of a very picturesque hamlet on the banks of the Mississippi river in the township of Ramsay. For upwards of sixty years and over, Almonte has been its modern designation, and, through the activity of its woollen ‘ manufacturing, chiefly now represented by the mills of the Rosamond Company, the town has sometimes been described as “The Little Manchester of Canada.”

One hundred years ago the place was but one of the numerous “falls along the river”, always interesting and of unusual beauty, ever since the days when pioneer settlements first began to cluster around the rapids and “The Bay” the old-time name of the charmingly peaceful and half-hidden basin so snugly nestled at the foot of the falling waters, tumbling, as they still do, in foamy cascades from the upper reaches of the quiet river above.

Emigration of 1821 –before the township of Ramsay was surveyed, and prior to the emigration of 1821, at any rate, perhaps not more than half a dozen families had settled there, and these came chiefly from the earlier military settlements of Perth and Richmond, except in the neighbourhood of Morphy’s Falls, in the adjoining north-east corner of the township of Beckwith. This township was ready for settlement in 1816.

Three years later an emigration from the Scottish Highlands, carried in the three ships, Sophia, Jean and Curlew Fergusons, Dewars, McGregors, McDougalls, McDiarmids and Carmichaels, as well as scores of others who amidst the forest wilderness continued to remember with a yearning unexpressed,  up the stream from Appletree Falls was Shipman’s Mills.

Here, as early as 1819, a young Scotchman, David Sheppard, had constructed the frame of a sawmill on his 200-acre lot, granted by the government on condition that the location should be improved by the erection of a mill.

Early in the following year a shanty was added, but never inhabited, and the mill was destroyed by fire..”A ‘Yankee from Brockville”, so runs an old account, by the name of Boyce, bought out Sheppard’s claim, obtaining the actual conveyance in 1829, when Sheppard was residing at Buffalo, New York, and divided the property between his son and son-in-law the latter, Daniel Shipman, who in 1820 had become the husband of Prudence Boyce, and who constructed a rude log house near what is now the business center of Almonte.

The next year Shipman built a sawmill and in 1822 a gristmill, and Sheppard’s Mills had grown into and out of Shipman’s Falls, and was already the hamlet of Shipman’s Mills. The name of Waterford was yet to come, and this because for many years the only crossing was by fording the shallow water a few rods above the upper fall.

In curious and half-forgotten records are to be found stray references which take us back again over the years, and we get occasional glimpses of the transactions and these early settlers and of the course of events by which the passing years tell out their fugitive story.

Writing in the Almonte Express of November 15th, 1861, the first year of publication of the first newspaper in Almonte, John McWhinnie, then of the Woodstock Sentinel, offers in a somewhat unexpected fashion a glimpse of the founding of the village. In 1822 we assisted the original owner of the place, the late Daniel Shipman, to clear off the forest for the site of his first dwelling and the erection of the first grist mill in the township.

When the Lanark immigrants arrived in 1821, some of those whose lands were to be granted in Ramsay set out through the woods to find their locations. Arthur Lang, in his diary and letters, offers an interesting and instructive narrative. He finally selected a lot on the east bank of the Mississippi river, adjacent to Shipman’s Mills.

“Thursday, July 19th”

I set out for Ramsay Settlement to pick out 100 acres, but after six days’ hard labor, travelling through swamps and untrodden paths through the woods, I had to return without selecting land, and now I have just to do the same thing over again. I have often heard it said that there were few stones in Canada, but it abounds in rocks and stones in the townships of Lanark and Dalhousie.

To give you an idea of the woods in this place is quite beyond my power. The greater part of the forest, the underwood or bramble, is not so thick as at home, but a great deal of it is worse to go through than the worst of Crucatone Wood. A swamp you can have no idea of it, but conceive Paisley moss, for instance, all grown over with large trees, some fresh and green, others half rotten, and a great many rotten from top to bottom, and almost as many lying in all directions as are standing, with not a living creature to be heard or seen, except a bird or two, and the owl screaming in your ears at night.

Wednesday. Nov. 7th.

My family came to my own house today. On the 12th the snow began to fall and continued till this day, which is the 15th. The 26th and 27th were very frosty and the river in some places was frown right across.

In a letter to a friend, writing some months later, he gives a more graphic description:

I have now arrived at the spot where Providence seems to have appointed me, and where, I believe I shall spend the remainder of my days. We are all healthy and well pleased with the situation, and that is what a great number can’t say. Some have lost all their children, others, two or three of their family. Most of these sufferers are persevering. Others who have never felt any such hardship have away at the very first appearance of the place.

It is strange what different impressions the same place makes on different men. But really, that town called Lanark has no charm for me. When I first saw it, and I was a little downcast at first, as there was nothing but rocky, stony hillocks, but there fine Indian corn growing among the stones and they say it grows best in such places.

There was one clearance in particular when I passed; but I couldn’t keep the din of the fiddlers out of my ear, and I have given it no other name since. The place was about three mile out of Lanark, and there were twenty-three of us who passed it on our way to the township of Ramsay to look out our land, and for this number there were fifty lots given to took at.

We were six days away, one going, one coming, and four in looking at the land from sunrise to sunset every day. You were sometimes in fine, clear woods. But, man, if you were in a cedar swamp, as we were, from three o’clock in the morning till dark night, and travelled only about two and three-quarter miles, I believe you would have been tired of America.

There were four lots we did not get looking at, for our provisions ran out and we had to come home. Out of the twenty-six lots we saw, only eleven were taken, and those who had not got lots had just to get new tickets and make the journey over again.

Senator Haydon continues: Some of the settlers went into Ramsay by another route. These, with a love of adventure perhaps, and not caring to leave behind them their wives and children, devised the novel scheme of transport by water. John Steele, John Black, John Downey, Thomas and James Craig, John Smith, William Moir, John Neilson, William Hart, William Paul and a few others, whose family names continue to our own time, improvising temporary scows of logs and rough timbers, conducted a somewhat perilous voyage down the Mississippi river from its confluence with the Clyde just below the village of Lanark.

With the current down the stream their rude crafts were borne onwards with the current past Ferguson’s Falls, through the Innisville Rapids, down the ten-mile expansion of Mississippi Lake to Morphy’s Falls (the town of Carleton Place today), past Appletree Falls, where the modern hamlet of Appleton still offers more than a memory of its old riverside beauty, and onwards to Shipman’s Mills, along a quiet stretch of river flowing between wooded banks, with here and there a grassy woodland plot, the earnest of some of the fair and prosperous farms that belong to the life of Ramsay township in these days.

These voyagers squatted near the site now occupied by the Almonte town hall. They here erected rough wigwams and shortly afterwards left to cut out homes for themselves in the then almost unbroken forest.

By 1822 the settlers were establishing their homes with some permanency, but with limited means and few agricultural possessions. They were in the unhappy situation of the African traveller: No cows had they to give them milk; no mills to grind their corn. But the greatest difficulty of all was to find the corn to grind. For in this year there is reported but one ox in Ramsay, owned by James Metcalfe, of the ninth line; one horse, by Robert Mansell, who also owned one of the two cows in the township, John Gemmill being the fortunate possessor of the other.


The Original Thomas Alfred Code and Andrew Haydon Letters – —Part 1

Childhood Movie Nights at Reliance Motor Court in Eastview — Noreen Tyers

Childhood Movie Nights at Reliance Motor Court in Eastview — Noreen Tyers

My childhood was always imagination and I did kind of live in Never, Never, Land –it wasn’t confusing, just a very enjoyable time. I do believe that is why I can write some lines of things in my memory and they are happy thoughts. These little stories are not fictional they actually did take place. My childhood was great. I could go to places that didn’t cost money and would enjoy every minute of the time I spent there.

Simply climbing a tree, swinging upside down, singing away, or watching the train go by, and imagining where it was going. I could sweep the front yard saying busy me, busy me, as there was very little lawn as the big poplar tree did not permit grass to grow. Mind you Sewelley (Mrs. Sewell) used to come out and say,

“Put that broom down Noreen, I just hung my wash out”.

There was also a giant stone in the front yard that was the vocal sitting place, and all the heavy discussions of young children, took place there as well as your dreams of life. I did enjoy my own company and I do believe I should start remembering this now.


This story shows how the family contributed to this business. One of those places was Movie Nights at Reliance Motor Court ( the Butler Hotel/Motel) on the Montreal Road. These movie nights I believe were held on Wednesday evenings in the Garden. The movies shown were either, travel logs, or it could be a National Film Board Feature, and of course there were cartoons. (By the way the best part of the evening) We attended and so enjoyed our evening out at no cost.

Wincott Wood Folding Adirondack Chair

We would sit in the garden in the Adirondack Chairs, that were spread throughout the garden or just sit on a blanket on the lawn if there were a lot of visitors. If it was a damp evening the chairs with a blanket were much more snuggly. These chairs were made, painted and maintained by my Grandfather, John A Lahey.

As a child I did think my grandfather was very special, as he always created and looked after his creations, so they always looked good. I was proud of my Grandfather and thought he was just so smart and he truly was, always a friendly face with a big smile, yes he was my shining star. When I think of it he also looked after the tables in our Sunday School at St. Margaret’s Anglican Church, he did make them look like new.

There were always tourists at the Reliance Motel and sometimes there would be families from the Armed Forces that would be transferred to Rockcliffe Airport. These families would be waiting to go into their new abode in the PMQ.’s. (Permanent Married Quarters) in Rockcliffe Air Station. There were usually children around our ages so it was new children to play with. Have to admit in my early teenage life I did babysit for Reliance and their patrons. I met so many nice families and always was asked to babysit again.

They were always very busy at the motel and our family was quite involved, my grandfather and his handy work was always doing something, either painting, repairing or creating. My dear Uncle Earl looked after the grass and the gardens, and he did have a green thumb. He would spend a great deal of time planning the flower beds and when he was finished they were pictures to be seen and always well groomed. Yes he did deadhead the plants, something I learned from him at a young age, and he always said in order to have a garden— Two Rules: first you weed, second you deadhead and just make sure you clean up after.


It was no wonder the gardens at Reliance were something I would always admire as it was a good feeling place. Many a picture was taken of the garden with all the pretty flowers. Uncle Earl also cut the grass throughout the Motor Court, there was many little cabins, housekeeping cabins and a motel. There was a great deal of grass to be cut and picked up after. In so many ways I did think our family did help to create the success of this business. For in my family there was pride and if you wanted to have a nice looking spot, it did take work.

Forgotten Vanier: The Butler Motor Hotel - Spacing Ottawa

After my siblings were all in school, my mother thought maybe she could earn some extra money. She went to work at Reliance Motel as their short order cook for breakfast and lunch. After the rush was over she would go into her baking mode, would you believe 17 to 24 pies a day. She would make Apple, Cherry, Butterscotch Cream, Coconut Cream, Lemon and Strawberry Rhubarb when in season. This was a busy occupation and many a day she would do over one hundred breakfasts meals, and of course there were sandwiches, soup and hamburgs for lunch.

I can remember being called to come in and give a hand, scraping of dishes and loading the dishwasher on many occasion. It happened once or twice a week that Mom would get a call at home asking if she could bake a few more pies as they ran out. Over one of the Butler Boys would come to pick them up, and they knew that would get a piece of warm apple pie and a glass of milk while waiting for the pies to come out of the oven. As a young girl I can remember that each year in the few weeks when the Tennis Matches were going on at the Rideau Tennis Club, on Riverside Drive, my mother would leave very early for work and come home late as they just loved those pies.

Other family members that worked at Reliance was my Dad who would clean the office twice a week. A cousin, Edie worked on the Front Desk for quite a few years and was a secretary for the three Mr. Butlers, Fred Sr. Fred Jr and Norman. They all held the title of president to the Ontario Tourist Association.

As you see the family was very involved in the Reliance Motor Court. Mr. Butler Senior put a gate in the back fence between Gardner Street and Reliance as it was very handy to get to work instead of walking down the Railway Track. The girls of Gardner Street also used the gate to get to Church activities and Girl Guides. I do have to say that it did kind of frightened me to walk the tracks at night. I always thought how kind he was for looking after the girls of Gardner Street.

Mind you in turn, you always had to be on your best behaviour and at all times polite and remember your manners. I also enjoyed the fact that in our neighbourhood including our street we all grew up together, and relied on one another, and neighbourhood watch was practised, long before it became the in thing to do. In our neighbourhood we were all very close, went to school together, did homework together, and always shared secrets and went to Sunday School together. It was a good childhood. with lots of love, some tears, and big gumdrops from Grandpa on your birthday.

From the Pen  of Noreen May 17/18

The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
04 Aug 1959, Tue  •  Page 30

Follow the Arrow Please!


Today the shoppers out there were angry my friends. Like old man winter they released their wrath wherever they could. I had some things to pick up at Michaels to make a unicorn horn for a horse.

I needed some Fimo to make the Unicorn horn so I placed a couple of packs in my cart. Every store has arrows on the floor these days and I swear I was going down the proper way. As I turned my cart around the corner I realized I should get another pack of Fimo. So, I left the cart there and took 6 footsteps backwards to get another pack. The arrow was going the other way,  but there was no cart, and just me grabbing Fimo. An elderly man, (well he was a few years older than me) came down the lane and began pointing his finger at me so many times I couldn’t count.

“Get out of here, get out of here, you are going the wrong way– you could give me Covid! Get out, get out before I call management, he yelled.

I asked myself what could this angry old man even want in Michaels? What kind of craft was he making with that attitude?

I threw up my hands wondering if Michael’s had an arrows guidebook I didn’t know about. Do you remember the days of yore when one could walk down the aisles without beholding to floor markings? I’ve never really ran into this issue before, or had a conflict at any retail store in my 63 years plus of buying anything. Now, the struggle is real! Is it me or do those arrows trail off to Neverland sometimes?

It just seems to be a lot to remember for all of us and we Canadians have really never had retail standoffs before. So now if I need items from aisles 2 and 4– I have to  walk all the way to the back of the aisle then double back. If I’m unknowingly infected, have I crop dusted the whole section rather than a quarter of it?

What if people are shopping at the same speed? Shopper A heads down the aisle and Shopper B follows 8 feet behind.  Shopper B knows what he wants and it’s 3/4 of the way down the aisle. Shopper A has to look for their item that’s about halfway down the aisle. Is Shopper B supposed to stand there and wait for Shopper A to decide if she wants spaghetti or fettuccine for dinner? This would create a lot of congestion rather than just passing by as far away as possible—so then, why is passing in the same direction any different from passing in opposite directions?

Obviously I have way too much time on my hands to think about these things, but for now, let’s please be patient and kind to one another. We need to pay attention to signs and arrows for the benefit of all. Heck, maybe I just need a sign that says: “Caution– may not get along with others!”

The Hugh Williams House– Judith Hughes

The Hugh Williams House– Judith Hughes
The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
12 Sep 1985, Thu  •  Page 3


The house was built in 1895 by Hugh Williams, a miller. It has an abundance of gingerbread decoration on the exterior, with flower-patterned, wrought-iron cresting at the top of a bay window. The town bought the house in 1964 but it had become derelict by the time Hughes bought it from the town by tender in 1984.

Please take care of our heritage homes as they are only around once.

Dim All The Lights — The Troubled Times of the Abner Nichols Home on Bridge Street

More History on the Murphy Morphy McEwen House — Karen Prytula

What’s Changed in Your Home in 40 Years?

Reusing the Past of Carleton Place — The Morphy’s and the McCann’s

Stories About Judith Hughes

Dim All The Lights — The Troubled Times of the Abner Nichols Home on Bridge Street

The Day The Moose in Carleton Place Burned Down

What is Heritage? — The Old Hotel in Almonte

Heritage Homes Disputes- Abner Nichols House

Memories of Carleton Place Businesses –Latif Crowder CGS Woodwright

Memories of Carleton Place Businesses –Latif Crowder CGS Woodwright
Rachel Crowder
The Ottawa Journal
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
06 Aug 1980, Wed  •  Page 3

I was lucky enough to know Latif Crowder when he put in all our kitchen cupboards which are still standing today. He and his wife Rachel were amazing people.

1980 — People of Carleton Place

Two summers ago local residents Latif Crowder and Evan Gamblin started producing a unique line of Dutch-designed spinning wheels under licence. Sales have been good. Now the company has taken on a new partner and is expanding its scope to include almost all areas of custom woodworking. ‘

The new partner is Bob St. Cyr who brings a solid background in furniture design to the fledgling CGS Woodwrights Limited which only last month moved from a cramped 350-square-foot shop to a new location in the Canadian Wool Growers Co-operative building.

The new shop has more than 4,000 square feet of space which is rapidly filling with the tools needed for a full range of high-quality woodwork. Once the commitment was made to turn the part-time business into full-time work, production of the louet line of spinning wheels soared. Last year total output was about 300 units; half that many were made last month alone.

The Dutch line of spinning machines probably won’t find favor with those looking for a spinning wheel as a piece of furniture to plop in the comer of the living room. Instead of the traditional spoked wheel, the louet models feature a solid plywood one. Stays circular “I was in a store just the other day where they were selling spoked wheels, and already they were starting to come unglued,” said Crowder. “The plywood wheel stays circular instead of becoming an oval over a period of time.”

What is amazing is that the company has been unable to find suitable plywood in Canada and has been forced to import 13-ply birch plywood from the Soviet Union. Canadian plywood makers used softwoods such as poplars for inside plies, and unfortunately, this is where the wheel needs strength.

The Carleton Place firm is experimenting with a luan plywood made in Canada from imported veneers but is anxious to find a stable, suitable Canadian supply. Most of the hardware is imported from the Dutch licensor to take advantage of large volume purchasing power but the rest of the spinning wheel is manufactured locally from beautiful maple.

Recently the company sold Heritage Silversmiths in Perth on the idea of producing silver storage chests, a new line which CGA Woodwrights hope to produce at a rate of 600-1,000 a month. They hope to start exporting the chests to the United States within a year. CGS Woodwrights also has sights set on high quality custom wood furniture to meet architect’s specifications. “One of the big things lacking in Canada is good wood design because it’s really not taught much,” says St. Cyr.

The company has invested another $80,000 in the expanding company, almost all of it in new equipment. Soon to be delivered is a veneering machine which will open the custom veneering market in the area. Gamblin, a former computer professional who keeps close tabs on the . financial end of the operation, believes employment will grow to about 15 within the next three years. On this basis the company is seeking help from the federal and provincial governments. Not all the equipment is in place yet and the building interior still needs renovations but once everything is complete the company will hold an open house probably within a month to show government officials and the local community the kind of business that can be built on wood.

It started with a spinning wheel and love and respect for the beauty of finely-worked wood. The spin-offs are starting to multiply.

The company sadly dissolved in 1982.

The Ottawa Journal
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
06 Aug 1980, Wed  •  Page 3

April 1934 Carleton Place Business

Before The Carleton Place Mews?

The Former Businesses of Carleton Place — Notes Part 1- Historical Clippings

The Former Businesses of Carleton Place –Notes Part 2– Historical Newspaper Clippings

The Former Businesses of Carleton Place –Notes Part 3– Historical Newspaper Clippings

Notations About Our Brave Little Toasters– Jaan Kolk

Notations About Our Brave Little Toasters– Jaan Kolk
Kyle McCulloch — Look at the one on the left flaunting her wealth with a four slicer! Conspicuous consumption!

Last week I posted this on Facebook and said:

WHEN mankind emerged from the primordial ooze that was that was the 1940s, homes began a rapid upgrade. The Western nations’ economies grew in tandem with technology, and the benefits began to enter the home in the form of appliances that promised to transform the household. Now you could own a toaster – oh, the possibilities!

I had comments such:

Ted Hurdis You must be rich owning a four slice toaster. Hahaha

Theresa Fritz I am so glad times have changed. Imagine is your highlight is to be that excited over a toaster?

Jeff Atkinson Theresa… I can recall some equally enraptured Facebook posts from more than a few friends the day they got their Hotpot a few years back. 😉

Roy Rogers I nearly nuked our kitchen in the early 60’s thanks to one of those toasters.
Buttered the bread b4 toasting.
Yep. The sheep dog phoned 999.

Greg Nephin The woman in the picture looks pretty happy.. I think I just figured out my birthday present for the wife.

Myke Adaptiv

this is the toaster i got when I had my first place. nearly burned the apartment down several times with it.

And then Ottawa historian began submitting cool facts,…..

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Jaan Kolk A toast to Albert Marsh! I think that in general, the lone inventor is a romantic myth. Most inventions are the culmination of many small contributions. Often, the “inventor” credited had, one the one hand, foresaw something that could be easily predicted but, on the other hand, did not have the means to produce a really useful version. In those cases, the real inventor was the one who came up with the small innovation that made the thing practical.

As far back as the 1880s people foresaw various electrical appliances that used resistive heating, and claimed inventions, but none of those things really came to be in a meaningful way until the nickel-chrome alloy known as nichrome or chromel was developed in 1905. So here’s to Albert Marsh, the real inventor of the toaster!

Jaan Kolk Linda, your post sent me looking into the history of the toaster, and I came across this win-a-toaster jingle contest from the St. Louis Post-Dispatch Sept. 24, 1909. The toaster appears to be the 1909 General Electric model pictured on John Desmond’s page.

The toaster was also for sale for $4.00 (with a monthly payment plan) including cord and plug. Or, if you already had their iron, you could use its cord and just buy the toaster for $3.00. That brought back childhood memories of old irons and kettles with detachable cords. To the extent that I had thought about it at all, I guess I thought it was just for easier maintenance, as the cord might fail before the appliance did, but seeing the picture in Desmond’s article made a light come on!

In the early years of electricity, there was no standard power outlet, and the “plug” was typically something that screwed into a lamp socket (which *was* standardized.) To avoid twisting the chord excessively, one would screw the “plug” into the lamp socket before plugging the other end into the appliance, so the detachable cord was a great convenience.

Have you had toast in England?

Jaan Kolk Linda Seccaspina, oh there is toast in England – I’ve had it. It is served dead cold; they have special racks to speed up the cooling. If you want it warm, that’s “fried bread” – but it’s greasy.

I believe it was George Bernard Shaw who said that England and America are two countries divided by a common language.

Jaan Kolk Question that just came to me: could it be said that the electric toaster was the greatest thing since sliced bread?

Found- Maley’s Medical Knife — Jackknife– So What’s the Story Morning Glory? Jaan Kolk

The Marvellous Jaan Kolk

I’ve Got a Hex on You — Jaan Kolk and Linda Seccaspina –Historic Rabbit Hole Series

Was the Butter Tart Really Invented in Barrie, Ontario? Jaan Kolk Files

Particulars About Pure Spring Ginger Ale — Jaan Kolk and Linda Seccaspina Historic Rabbit Hole Series

Talking Through Your Hat? Jaan Kolk

So Where Was Caldwell Mills? Thanks Jaan Kolk

The Thrift Store Couple – More Information-Jaan Kolk

The House on the Hill — Up the 8th Line of Ramsay — Jaan Kolk Files

Britannia Boat House Doomed— April 1907 Ice Jam –Jaan Kolk Files

Sign, Sign, Everywhere a Sign–Dr. Winters 154-160 Bridge Street Carleton Place –Jaan Kolk Files

Please take the Devil Out of Me? Rev. James Wilson of Lanark

Did You Know we Once Had a Grand Hotel? The Grand Central Hotel

The Cholera Epidemic of 1911

The Ashton Hotel– Questions Questions Flemmings and McFarlanes

Benoit & Richardson Photo– a Mystery

Before there was Baker Bob’s There was The Almonte Bakery

Does Anyone Remember Cohen’s in Lanark Village?

A. Huckels & Co. -The Story of a Bottle- Thanks to Jaan Kolk


Stuart Alexander Tosh Photos- thanks to David Tosh


Hi Linda,

My uncle, Stuart Alexander Tosh, was born in Almonte 100 years ago on 9 August 1920).  I’ve included 6 photos to share with you. David Tosh

1.  I believe this photo was taken on his parent’s farm in Almonte.

2.  Stuart is third from the left and his brother, Mervin, is on the far right.

3.  Stuart in uniform with my father, Hartley Tosh, on the right.

4.  Stuart was a pilot in WW2 and was shot down over Europe but survived.

5.  Stuart and his wife, Betty, on their wedding day.

6.  Stuart & Betty with their 2 first children, Brian & Sheila.

David Tosh.

Caroline Catherine (Wacowich) Tosh — David Tosh

Memories of Almonte — Bonnie Tosh

The Farm of Alec and Chrissie Tosh — David Tosh

Tosh Family Genealogy — Deaths- Adelaide Stuart Gordon

Who Was Winnard Tosh of Almonte?

The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
19 May 1956, Sat  •  Page 4
The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
25 Jan 2001, Thu  •  Page 29
The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
07 May 1973, Mon  •  Page 28

49 High Street — Community Notes About The Findlay Guest House

49 High Street — Community Notes About The Findlay Guest House
Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum

photo Greg Nephin

This is the THIRD house we as a community have put information together about a building. This the 1000 + th time we as a community have put local history together. We have close to 5,500 blogs about our area thanks to all of you. I bow my head in thanks– Linda

David Findlay House, 49 High Street

In 1862, David Findlay started the Findlay foundry as a one-man business. Eventually serving, at times, an international market, it represented one of Lanark County’s industrial success stories during the nearly 125 years it was managed by four generations of the Findlay family.

David Findlay, a moulder, of Paisley, Scotland, emigrated to Canada and settled in Perth, in 1858. Finding that Perth had little work to offer in his trade, he moved to Carleton Place and started a small foundry in an old log barn with only $30 in his pocket. Findlay had to make most of his own equipment, including a stone-built cupola for smelting iron and a cupola blower.

The latter was operated by teams of horses borrowed from neighbouring farmers, and hitched to a merry-go-round contraption. In 1876, Findlay began the manufacture of stoves. They were an immediate success, as the Carleton Place Herald stated in an editorial in 1879: “Since the cold mornings have set in we have given Mr. Findlay’s new stove a trial. With one or two sticks of hardwood, it will keep up a moderate heat all night, and can be used for either coal or wood.” See Heritage Designation here CLICK

Photo Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum

Photo- Greg Nephin

Greg Nephin–-I am putting together a timeline of the property. Was in the Findlay family for 98 years, Gamblin’s have owned it 43 years! The photographer forgot to get a pic of the findlay furnace in basement but Chantal will take one next time she is at property.

Chantal Nephin

Furnace in basement– see more here CLICK

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Photo Chantal Nephin–“the octopus” Findlay Furnace-Furnace in basement– see more here CLICK

Photo Greg Nephin

Jeff Brennan Joann Voyce My great aunt Nellie Patterson lived a few doors further up the street!

Joann Voyce Before your Aunt married Jim, Grant Patterson lived there. I started and finished school with David Patterson as I lived back then on Thomas and Charlotte St right next to Nairn Findlay

Llew Lloyd That particular house was a guest house for visitors who did business with the foundry. “The Findlay guest house”. I was in that house many times when Rick Heddleston lived there with his aunt.

Jenn Nolan I heard ‘a rumour’ that there was an underground tunnel from this house to the factory

David Robertson I don’t think a tunnel ever connected the house to the factory..

Greg Nephin– Chantal asked the owner and he said no– “Greg wonders if it could be under the stove”.

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Photo-Chantal Nephin–Llew Lloyd We had one of those. It was referred to as the octopus because of the size of all the pipes coming out of it. We had a coal bin in the basement with a connection chute and trapdoor on the outside wall for delivery of the coal. Shoveling coal was another chore Mother had to adapt to during the war.

Furnace in basement– see more here CLICK

Bill Brunton I did some work on that House recently. It is immaculate inside and out. It’s an amazing place.

Megan Edmunds I went to see this house a couple days ago, they have an incredible original Findlay furnace in the basement! It’s huge!!

Joann Voyce I played euchre in the Nairn Findlay house for several years until the current lady of the house passed recently

Ben MacRae Marlene Springer When did Lena Weir work for the Findlay’s? I know that Lena also worked for my Grandmother when she lived on High Street and that would have been during the 1970s.

Marlene Springer Ben MacRae That would be 1960s! My parents were friends of the Weir’s. The lived just out of town towards Perth around the curve on the right farm. They had a daughter, Marlene and Murray.

negative photo- Joann Voyce-Joann Voyce —me in front of this house about 1943/44

Joann Voyce I could not find the picture but I scanned the negative and come up with this.This was taken in front of the Findlay Guest House at 49 High Street in 1943. Nairn Findlays is hidden behind the railing but you can see the next home which at that time was the Gardiner home. (Gardner’s Transport Trucking Business)

Megan Edmunds Joann Voyce this porch was on the front?

Joann Voyce Megan Edmunds Yes For many years

Adding this photo-Unfortunately my ancestors are blocking some of the buildings–Voyce family and visitors from Scotland in the photo—but this is the 2 Findlay houses viewed from Thomas St Approx 1948. On the left the guest house and on the  right, Nairn and Dorothy’s house Joann Voyce

The picture is of Dorothy(Dorthea) Findlay nee Heddleston and her sister Cassie(cassandra) taken in front of the Rideau club– Debby Curry

Debby Curry Nairn Findlay was my great uncle married to Dorothy Heddleston. I visited their house many times, still remember the dark staircase that scared me as a kid, Would love to hear more

From Debby Curry—Hi Linda, my great aunt Dorothy and her husband Nairn Finlay, lived in a small house across the street from the Findlay’s big house. Their house had a walkout deck over the garage, if I recall correctly. I actually think it was kitty corner to the house. Apparently he contributed some pictures etc to the Carleton Place museum.

My great Uncle Nairn died when I was 12. As mentioned, I visited with them many times. My great aunt did not have any children and she was very lonely after Nairn died. She asked me to come and live with her. She promised me that if I did, I would be sole inheritance to her fortune , including her diamonds which she would take me up to her bedroom to look at. The scary staircase won and I backed out of going to live with her.

My older cousin Richard Heddleston did oblige, and he lived with Dorothy for several years and lived with great aunt Dorothy from around 1964 till 1970. He had told me before about the card games, and I remember him saying that aunt Dorothy had a bridge club, where many of the affluent ladies of Carleton Place met. I think they all belonged to the Rideau Club in Ottawa as well and the Crams were her friends.

Richard Heddleston — Richard called me this morning August 10th 2020, and we had a lovely chat. He told me that the house was a wedding gift to Mr. and Mrs. Nairn Findlay and it was yes, once a place to stay for the Findlay travelling salesmen. Before that when Nairn went to the Ottawa and Toronto Exhibitions, which were big deals in those days, he went to stay with Dorothy Findlay so she would not be alone. He eventually went to stay with there and even though he considers himself to be an Almonte boy he went to Carleton Place High School. When I asked him about the basement, if there had been a tunnel at some point, he said he had no idea as he never went into the basement. Dorothy Findlay was afraid of two things: thunder storms and basements, so it was out of the question. He spoke fondly of the Voyces, Doug Black, as his brother was his best friend and Bubba Boyce from the Moose.. and said he got his personality from his mother. He said: “Oh those McLaren sisters!!!” and laughed. It was wonderful to speak with him, and he is going to try to remember more things.

Richard just called me back and said he was reading an 18 page booklet done by Thomas Findlay of Extracts from Archives of Newspapers (Findlay info)and called me to say that he had read ” 1862—Joseph Pittard Wagon Shop 2 doors west of Guest House. So was it built earlier than 1870?”

The Ottawa Journal
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
22 Jan 1934, Mon  •  Page 10
The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
23 Nov 1964, Mon  •  Page 30

With A Recession Looming, Is Now The Time To Sell Your Home?

TOUR the house here… CLICK

The Man Known as D.K. Findlay–David Findlay

Three Cheers for Dave Findlay –The Movie

The Ministry of Propaganda in Carleton Place — Carleton Place Canoe Club

Friday’s Message About the Findlay Foundry and Whistle

Findlay vs. Bailey in Carleton Place —Horses vs. Cars

Shane Wm. Edwards Findlay Fish Tale

Confederation Life Bulletin 1961 Findlay

Comments and Memories About the Carleton Place Findlay Company

Notes About J.K. Findlay

Memories of Findlays 1972 – “They’re Proud, Independent, and Resigned to the Loss of their Jobs”

Looking for Names- Findlay Foundry

The Inner Remains of the Findlay Foundry

From the Belly of the Findlay Plant….

Someday my Prince Will Buy Me a Cinderella Stove

Findlay’s 101 and a Personal Confession

Where Did you Learn to Swear in Carleton Place?

Funky Soul Stew was Once Cooking in Carleton Place

Cooking with Findlay’s — Christine Armstrong’s Inheritance and Maple Syrup Recipe

Commercial Centre Planned for Findlay Site

Walter and John Armour and A Findlay Stove

The Findlay Foundry Ltd. Closes—- The Video

Who Remembers Pen Pals?

Who Remembers Pen Pals?

In 1971 a six-year pen pal relationship came to an end this week when the participants, a 19-year-old English girl and a 19-year-old Smiths Falls boy met face to face. Linda Murrish of St. Ives in Cornwall, England, picked the name of Darwin Boles from an international pen pal grouping six years ago. 

They have been writing ever since. Linda, who was told by her mother that Canadians ate nothing “but hamburgers and drank Pepsi” flew into Toronto International Airport and was visiting with the Boles family in Smiths Falls. Linda felt “right at home” with the Boles; thinks Ottawa is “fantastic;” has a slight problem understanding our currency and may just stay on in Canada. Her tour of Ottawa included a visit to Carleton University where Darwin is a third year student in sociology.

The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
10 Oct 1989, Tue  •  Page 18
The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
05 Oct 1946, Sat  •  Page 24
The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
23 Nov 1940, Sat  •  Page 20

Linda (Darnell) Susan (Hayward) Knight always hated her name, because in class there were at least three girls with the very same name. So, much to her Dad’s opposition, she decided to change the spelling of her name to Lynda. After all, if she was going to be a famous fashion designer, her name had to be slightly cool or have an edgy spelling. She was so enamored of the way her name looked now that she began sending away for free stuff. Every day after school she would walk across the street, march in to the Post Office, and open up the family’s mail box. Her father would not touch the mail addressed to Lynda because he thought she was being ridiculous. Most days, the box was full of the many free travel brochures she had requested; all addressed to someone named Lynda not Linda. She decided that once she got out of school, she would travel the world designing for the rich and famous, so she really needed this incoming travel information. Lynda entered contests daily by the loads, all with her newly made up name. She won a pen on the Canadian TV show, “Razzle Dazzle,” hosted by Alan Hamel and a talking turtle named Howard. She loved Howard and he read her winning story aloud on the air, and then carefully spelled out her name as L y n d a.

Linda Knight Seccaspina

Lucy Connelly Poaps Penpal


More Notations of Christ Church Ashton

More Notations of Christ Church Ashton
The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
12 Mar 1995, Sun  •  Page 24

From Homestead to suburb Church services in Ashton began five years before there was a church. While the Irish settlers were busy clearing the land and establishing homesteads,” services were held in a house. In 1845, the pioneers began to build a place of worship, cutting stone from the nearby Jock River and hauling it by ox cart. But by the turn of the century, extensive repairs were needed. The community decided to build a new church nearby. It was completed in 1915 at a cost of $5,000. The old church, visible here in the background, is now boarded up, though exterior restoration will be completed this year for 150th anniversary celebrations. 1995.

Former Christ Church  Ashton
Jim Amy Kirkpatrick The first Christ Church Ashton was built in 1845 and in use until 1915. The south wall was built using ‘scrap’ stone so that the north wall (facing the road) would be built using good stone. John Bobier, stonemason, and John Shore, carpenter, were responsible for the construction..

Ted Hurdis Our confirmation class from St James had our first communion at the Ashton Anglican church.

Memories of Ashton Station Road –Ashton Feed Mill –Jennifer Fenwick Irwin Photos

  1. Wind Storm in Ashton- Heath Ridge Farms 1976 
  2. Dust on the Wind –Ashton Social Notes 1887-1897 Names Names Names
  3. Another Lanark County “Murdoch Mystery” –Elfreda Drummond of Ashton
  4. When Trains Crash —Ashton Train Accident 1950
  5. Mrs Crigger’s House in Ashton?

Memories of Ashton Station Road –Ashton Feed Mill –Jennifer Fenwick Irwin Photos

  1. Wind Storm in Ashton- Heath Ridge Farms 1976 
  2. Dust on the Wind –Ashton Social Notes 1887-1897 Names Names Names
  3. Another Lanark County “Murdoch Mystery” –Elfreda Drummond of Ashton
  4. When Trains Crash —Ashton Train Accident 1950
  5. Mrs Crigger’s House in Ashton?
  6. The Ashton Hotel– Questions Questions Flemmings and McFarlanes
  7. McFarlanes –Stewart’s Fire– and Other Things in Ashton
  8. Somewhere in Ashton-The Ashton Curmudgeon
  9. The Ashton Funeral to end all Funerals
  10. Did Anyone Ever Have Fun in Ashton?
  11. Ashton 101
  12. Did Anyone Have Fun in Ashton? Part 2- The Fleming House 
  13. How to Catch a Pigeon in Ashton
  14. The Ashton Carleton Place Car Theft Ring
  15. Did Samuel Pittard of Ashton Murder His Wife?
  16. Good Old Lanark County Music–From the 70s to now
  17. The John Shore House
  18. Jenkins: Ashton’s log and mortar-chinked history meets modern times