I bought this from EBay for my Lanark County collection as I thought the message was quite neat, and I had not seen this landscape before. It was sent August 7th, 1905 and postmarked Lanark Village. The front is a scene “The Clyde — Lanark, Ontario ( as seen from the Lower Bridge)
It was addressed to Miss S. Sullivan in Arnprior c/o Telephone Office and sent by N. K in Lanark.
The message was:
“I was just settling down for a nice talk last night when some person cut it short. Say do not let the girls call unless I call first because the Boss has caught me overtime, and what I don’t want is to get caught again. Try and come to C. P.”
August 2, 2018 · Prior Fun Facts53) Switchboard operators for the Bell Telephone Company used to connect incoming and outgoing calls to local residents. Their office was on John Street in the building which is currently (2012) home to
What is an elocutionist? Remember how they make you recite things when you went to school? Remember public speaking? That was it– but with more flair and flamboyancy. People ate that up in the late 1800s and early 1900s. They also had on some rural areas what one could call then ‘penny readings where amateurs could have a go of it. read-Trouble at The Penny Readings Lanark Count orThe Penny Readings of Lanark County
Timothy Eaton, (read-The Eaton’s Sewing Girls) the department store founder, was so tickled with elocutionist — Miss Jessie Alexander’s recitation of “Friday, Bargain Day” — a humorous piece about two women shoppers storming the bargain counters — that in 1896 he engaged Miss Alexander to recite her piece at a meeting of all his employees. Eaton’s also took it up once notch futhur and offered elocutionist classes.
But, for most professional elocutionists, earning a dollar meant a few nights each year before big-city audiences, and the rest of the time on the small rural town hall and Sunday-school-auditorium circuit. Jessie Alexander recalled in 1916, towards the close of her public career, that she had given recitations in prisons, universities, drawing rooms, hospitals, churches, military camps, mining and lumber camps, barns, school rooms, opera houses, town halls, hotel lobbies and porches, front and back.
It wasn’t an easy life. Miss Alexander toured the West, traveling as often in a caboose as in a coach. She had met William White, superintendent of the CPR western division, following a recital in Winnipeg. She mentioned that one passenger train a day each way across the prairies made it difficult to fill as many engagements as she would wish. White had been so captivated by her performance that he arranged for her to be allowed aboard the caboose of any freight at any time.
Once, while traveling by horse and rig from one Manitoba town to another, she decided to shorten the trip by cutting right across the fenceless prairie. She got lost and long after nightfall drove into a homesteader’s yard. The homesteader led the horse to a Presbyterian manse a couple of miles further on, where Miss Alexander spent the night.
She missed her engagement but when she appeared the following evening the schoolroom was packed. “We waited quite a spell for you last night, then went home,” a member of the missionary society sponsoring the concert told her.
“But we knew you’d show up sooner or later so everyone came back tonight.” It was at that concert that a burly Scot approached her at the conclusion and congratulated her thus:
“I liked your recitin’ fine, and ye’ll be a guid lookin’ wumman when ye fill oot.”
Another time when returning to her hotel from a recital where she had included “McGlashan’s Courtship” in her offerings, and a large, swaying figure loomed up on the board walk and whispered,
“Say, I’ll bet you ain’t no matchoor at the sparking business, eh?” He was closing the gap when sober and more chivalrous characters rescued her.
Even such stars as Jessie Alexander, Owen Smiley, Pauline Johnson, Clara Salisbury Baker or Walter McRaye seldom got paid more than a hundred dollars. Two or three hours of reciting with no prop other than a potted plant on a pedestal table was a greater drain on nervous energies than acting in a play, or in any group w’here each individual is supported by others of the company.
Shortly after hia admittance to the Perth Memorial Hospital suffering from severe injuries from an unknown cause, although it was presumed he was struck by a “hit and run” motorist, Mr. Frank Hunter, aged 75 years, prominent farmer residing on the Perth Lanark highway at Mcllquhams Bridge, on the Mississippi River, died at an early hour this morning. He had been visiting a neighbor on the tenth concession of Drummond. and on his return home was struck by some object as yet undetermined.
He managed, however, to walk to the home of Mr. Wm. Davidson, whose son Alex had previously heard a car pass by, then heard someone moving about the farm yard near the house and on going outside found Mr. Hunter, in a serious condition. A Lanark doctor was quickly summoned and the victim of the accident moved to the Perth hospital in the ambulance.
At the hospital it was ascertained that the man had received a severe blow on the right side of the lace and the right ear was crushed. Both hands were injured, but none of the bones of the body were fractured. Deceased is survived by his wife, one son and one daughter. Dr. A. W. Dwyer, coroner, empanelled a jury to hold an inquest which was opened at noon today at Blair’s undertaking parlors with the following Jurymen: Messrs. W. E. Thornton, foreman. R. A.- Patterson. A. V. McLean. J. H. Devlin. C. P. Doyle. A. M. Johnston. Arnold McCulloch and J. J. Smith. After viewing the body, the Inquest was adjourned until 7.30 o’clock on Tuesday night next in the Perth town council chamber. November 1929
The driver was never found.
Frank Hunter, age 75. Presumed to have been struck by a car on the Perth-Lanark highway. ( Nov. 15, 1929, p. 2 )*IndexDeath IndexLinkArnprior Chronicle p. 2
8 Nov 1929
Lanark, Ontario, Canada
Cause of Death:
April 15th 1892
James W. McDonald who kept a general store at McIlquham’s bridge, Drummond, has made an assignment for the benefit of his creditors. Too much expansion for the amount of capital, his liabilities are over $6,000.
It seemes like damages to an accident would be about $22,000 in those days.
This old house is located at Clydeville, on lot 9, concession 3 of Lanark Township and was at one time the home of a Doctor from Lanark Village.
Property pictured on Con. 3 lot 9 belonged to Dr. Holmes of Lanark. At one time the Manson family of Middleville rented this property. In the past two years it has been restored/renovated and is once again beautiful– Kevin Bingley
To correct the above post, the original house was determined too far gone to be ‘renovated’ and had to be torn down.But, the owners were able to rebuild a similar style house in its place, keeping the original feel of the old house, but in brand new construction. It was also the home of the Right Honourable George J McIlraith, MPP for Lanark
For those with memories of this old house, the original was demolished before the present new home built in a similar fashion, was built virtually on the same footprint. The old house was examined by a structural engineer, and deemed unsalvageable due to a huge hole in the back wall that allowed the elements in. Sad I know, but it is what it is. I’m just glad the newly built home is similar to the old one in style.
Robin MajorThanks for the story!! and the wonderful pictures of my youth! as soon as I seen this I called my hubby over and said does this house look familiar..he says yes that looks like Doc Holmes place back home..(we moved to a different province) I opened the piece and sure enough..so wonderful like I said to see these glimpses into our past !
Noreen TyersLOVED that old house, there just has to be a story written. I passed by today and it brought so many memories back, of passing by it everyday on my way to work. Just outside of Lanark Village towards Hopetown
D Christopher VaughanSusan Elliott Topping I always thought so too. It was my mom who told me that it was a Doctor’s house. She also remembers when Herron Mills was a going concern, with the bunk house on the corner of the 511, where all the hired men lived.
Colleen MontgomeryKen and Veryl Manson owned this house years ago before they moved to Middleville. The house is gone now with a new one built in it’s place.
The house belonged to Dr. Holmes, his children should have some history on it
Jennifer Holmes ButlerEthel Nagle it was sad to see it in rough shape. It was vandilized by people not obeying private property. The railing of the upstairs, many windows, the beautiful cook stove it was totally destroyed and stolen. Such a shame. Still makes me sad thinking about it.I do have lots of good memories of our farm.
Michele ScanlanRight u r Jennifer it was torn down not renovated. I remember the old house from my childhood like many from this area do.
Diana RichardsonHe didn’t live there. It was also used by a family after their house burnt. It could of been McLarens to long ago
Natalie ElizabethThat is my Grandad’s/family lot. We use to go there for hikes, picnics etc. Growing up. My Dad, Ted Holmes, or my Aunts could give you a lot of information.At one time I remember there being a horror film being filmed there.
Natalie ElizabethAlso I remember us re- roofing ; there were honey bees in the siding for some time. Pretty neat.
Andrea King-YoungMy Grandparents Ken and Veryl Manson owned this farm along side my Great Grandparents Jim and Mary Foster then it was sold to Dr Holmes
Ted HolmesThere was a shed in front of the barn made from logs.I may be mistaken but i believe it was the original house on the property. We used it as a machine shed.Also I think Jim Foster the person my parents bought it from said that the farm was the homestead of George James McIlraith
Aaron SmithsonMacIlraith fam owned property at the Tatlock quarry prior to settling there i believe and George worked along side P.E. Trudeau. He is known for his efforts to create the parliamentary library on the hill and has a bridge in ottawa named after him that crosses to riverside hospital on Main st. George is buried in the cemetery across from Sacred Heart School
Anne MansonMy dad grew up in that house before they moved to Middleville. Beautiful property and was a beautiful house.
Donna Webster TugnettFrom a comment from Ben Willis–Dr. Holmes never resided here The original house has been demolished. Bill Breckinridge rebuilt the house on larger scale and built his logging business across the road (511 ) ken Manson lived in the old house in the fifties
Kelli King-HudsonThis is from my mother Shirley King who had a chat with my Grandmother Veryl Manson about the farm:Talking to my mother, Veryl Manson, my historian, she remembers the McIllraith’s, he was an MPP and lived on the farm. She is not sure who originally built the house.
Donald Cameron and his family then lived there. She believes they had a daughter Grace. Not sure how long they lived there and then it was sold to Herb Doran and family and after this sold to my grandparents, Mary and Jim Foster and my parents Ken and Veryl Manson.My Dad was a great self-taught carpenter and renovated the house. Mum said she saved her family allowance to buy the counter top, which was a beautiful turquoise colour.
There were milking cows, horses, chickens and pigs. Not to mention barn cats and our beloved dogs. Dad was hit twice by lightening when using the milkers on the cows. Dad and all the cows survived. The cream was kept in the cellar and Allie Craig would come once a week to pick up the cream and take it to the Mississippi Creamery. The milk was also picked up and taken to the dairy.
The farm work was done with horses, long hours and hard work but the family worked together and our neighbours would come to help with the hay and grain. Mother and Grandma would cook large meals to feed all the help. Mum tells the story of Dad cutting hay in the field next to the house when the harness broke and the horses took off. My brothers Laurie and Kevin were playing. Laurie was pulling Kevin in a wagon and the horses were barreling towards them but they separated around the boys and kept running and everyone survived.
Our neighbour and good friend Ed Mathie said the horses would have never run over you in this case….turned out that was true.Our horses were; Prince, Lady and Star. My Dad just had to whistle and they knew they had to come back to the barn and knew when to look for me to come home from school…..they wanted apples. They were so smart. Our family lived on the farm for 16 years. We made maple syrup and would gather the sap with the sleigh and horses and as always, if help was needed neighbours would come. Men would go from farm to farm and do what needed to be done.Many, many more stories of our time there. My Mum is our history book. Her memory is unmatched.My Grandmother had chosen the name Hillcrest Farm at the time. Beautiful people and beautiful memories.Thank you, Shirley King
Ethel NagleI remember that farm too my Dad knew everybody I remember our far but few trips from Poland to lanark, we would see the hay being cut , same way we did it with our beloved horses
For those with memories of this old house, the original was demolished before the present new home built in a similar fashion, was built virtually on the same footprint.
The Lanark Era gives the following account of the death of James Weir Campbell, from appendicitis, which took place in the Victoria Hospital, Montreal, April 5th, and mention of which was made in the G a z e t t e two weeks ago.
Mr. Campbell entered Victoria Hospital, Montreal, March. 27th. Before going there he had been ill four weeks, and twice in that time his life was despaired of. But he gained strength rapidly, and was doing as well as could be expected until a day or two before his removal. A week ago on Friday last he underwent an operation, which was highly successful and promised the most favorable results, but on Monday of last week he took a change for the worse, requiring a second operation the following day. He suffered intensely after this operation, but remained conscious up to the last few minutes of his life. Characteristic of his business-like turn of mind was his action in settling all his bills with the hospital authorities a few hours before his death. Deceased was a son of the late Arch. Campbell, of Lanark township, and was born forty-one years ago on the farm now occupied by Mr. John Ramsbottom, jr.
Six brothers—John, Andrew, Duncan, David, Archibald and William—and three sisters—Mrs. John McDonald and Mrs. John Somerville, jr., of Lanark township,’and, Mrs. Richard Stead, of Cartwright, Man.—survive him.
His boyhood days. were spent at the school near his home, and his education was finished by a course in the Lanark Village public school. On leaving school he went to work with his brother, William, who was running a hub and spoke factory at Stittsville. After working there for some time he returned here, his father having purchased the lot and erected the shingle and planing mill formerly operated by Mr. Arch Affleck. His brother William had charge of the mill for several years, when it was sold to Mr. Robt. Lawson, from whom it was subsequently purchased by deceased, who eleven years ago sold it to Mr. Arch. Affleck. He then, embarked in the furniture business, and the venture proved successful.
He was keen to do business, prompt to the minute in the fulfilment of all agreements, and a pleasant man to deal with. Nineteen years ago he was married to Miss Lizzie McKerracher, of Bathurst. Three sons, John, Maynard and W Wilbur, and one daughter, Lila, are deprived of the care and guidance of a loving father. Deceased was a great lover of home, and took special pleasure in his family, on which account the bereavement w ill be the more severe to his wife and child
Kathy DevlinMarion was sister-in-law to Bob Menzies, who passed away this week. Lovely lady
Janice TaylorMrs. McVeigh was my Grade 7 teacher at school in Lanark. She was the best, she ran a strict classroombut also ensured every student felt valued. She could motivate students to want to learn. Loved her!
Keitha PriceMarion taught my Mom and then taught me in grade 8! She was a wonderful teacher!!!!
Anne MacWhirterMrs. Mcveigh taught a combined grade 7/8 in lanark. She was very strict, but in a kind way. Every class following lunch, she’d read aloud from some of the best authors. Dickens, for instance.She taught positive, comparative and superlative using : ILL, SICK AND DEAD. I’ll never forget that. I can see it written on the blackboard. I believe she lived to be 100 or almost.
Dianne WhiteCathy Steele Les said she retired when he went into grade 8. Did she come back and teach again at Maple Grove? His dad and Gord both had her.
Dianne WhiteKaren Hicks Les says that she must have came back because she was not their while he went to Maple Grove. He was not at Maple Grove long because he went into high school in the fall of 1970.
Cathy SteeleYes , she was principal at Maple Grove , I am wrong , she taught Dad but not me , principal, memory not like it use to be , I remember she was a wonderful person
Karen HicksCheryl Mcgonegal She was principal when we moved to Maple Grove in January of 1970. I believe Mr. McNaughton became principal in September of 1970 and Marion taught Math to the 7 & 8’s. I left for grade 9 in September of 1972 I don’t know if she continued teaching can’t remember.