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Before Rooney’s Pool House There Was..

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Mr. Shipman’s last residence, built in 1837, became the Almonte House Hotel.

 

January 6, 1911 Almonte Gazette

download.jpg   A team, of horses belonging to Mr. John Steele, Ramsay, were left standing on Union street last Saturday evening. For some reason they became frightened and ran away, no person being about at the time. The animals were not recovered until Sunday morning when they were found in a snow bank near the town park in the north end of the town, having been there all night. Luckily the horses suffered no bad effects from their outing.

 

downloadMr. G. S. Rosamond has twenty-live horses at his stables at the Almonte House.  Every animal is a magnificent specimen of horse flesh and they have been the cynosure of all eyes for the past fortnight

download Owing to the icy condition of the streets, a number of horses found the footing insecure. Tuesday evening one animal entertained quite a crowd near the post office, while vainly attempting to get on its feet

downloadMr. G. S. Rosamond has added a pacing mare to his stable. The animal, which arrived here Sunday from New Brunswick, has an excellent track record, and can travel a mile in a little over the two-minute mark.

 

 

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Commercial Building owned by R.H. Pounder, containing Almonte House Hotel

 

 

Going through my files here are just a few related Almonte Stories–

The Cost of Living is Jumping Down in Almonte

Tears From the Old Gears of the Mills

Remembering E.P. Clement from Almonte—By Susan Elliott Topping

Almonte Bridge- Unsurpassed in the County

Remembering John Kerry from Almonte—By Karen Hirst

Outside Looking in at The Eccentric Family of Henry Stafford — Our Haunted Heritage

More About the Eccentric Stafford Family in Almonte

The Almonte Fire– Bridge and Water Street 1903

The Almonte Fire of 1909

Let the Merchants take over Carleton Place and Almonte?

So Where was the Location of the Almonte Illustration?

Cancer and Family 1903- Almonte Gazette

The Population of Almonte 1851

Tobogganing on The Point- Almonte

The Lonely Grave of Barney Shiels of Cedar Hill

TWO GIRLS FINISH LONG MOTOR TRIP-Eileen Snowden— Almonte

“Wenches” in Almonte??

Shocking Murder in Almonte–Michigan Charlie

55 years ago–One of the Most Tragic Accidents in the History of Almonte

The Telephone and its History in Almonte

Is Almonte Now Powered by Gnomes?

Crime and Punishment? –Tales from the Almonte Post Office

The Funniest Anti-Dog Letter to the Editor–Almonte Gazette

Constipation Guaranteed to be Cured in Almonte

Over the Falls- June 1984

Seeds of Love–Almonte Cinema – Then and Now

Dr. Andrew Elliott of Almonte — Tarred and Feathered

The Name Game– Changing Almonte Street Names

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

No Banker Left Behind – Bank of Montreal Almonte Photos

Down by the Mississippi River- Almonte Falls Photos 50s

If You are Unemployed in Almonte- Hitchike to Carleton Place

Where was Almonte’s Military Headquarters?

Adding to the Past- Morris Green from Almonte

40 years later-by L. G. William Chapman, B.A., LL.B.

Come and visit the Lanark County Genealogical Society Facebook page– what’s there? Cool old photos–and lots of things interesting to read.

Information where you can buy all Linda Seccaspina’s books-You can also read Linda in Hometown News

 

Should we Really Keep Time in a Bottle or a Box?

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Photo taken at the Mississippi Valley Textile Museum

 

Time capsules can be pretty boring. But time capsule nerds like me live for those rare capsules with something really cool is found inside. I am supposed to have a time capsule in my home and this  year I was going to do something about it– but I didn’t. The reason is that I am afraid. What am I afraid of?

Maybe having Mr. Mahoney  pull out those cornerstones and finding nothing, to be precise, and have my anticipation shattered. My anxiety stems back to a former owner who owned this home for about a year, and when he lost it to the bank he stripped the house down to a mere light bulb. When we bought this home in 1981 even the brass push button light plates had been stripped. A home should be a treausure chest to the living–maybe it’s still there, and maybe it’s not– but we don’t know what we are missing until we find it. What if I don’t find it?

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Photo taken at the Mississippi Valley Textile Museum

A few weeks ago Michael Rikley-Lancaster from the Mississippi Valley Textile Museum in Almonte showed me  what was in a time capsule a masonry crew had discovered encased in the stone wall of  the condo building, which once housed the Rosamond Woollen Mill.

The items in the time capsule included: newspapers, coins and a photograph of the mill’s founder James Rosamond. The newspapers: an Ottawa Daily CitizenAlmonte Gazette and Industrial World were dated August 17, 1880. The oldest objects were assorted coins, which date back to 1858. The time capsule’s note explained that the coins were removed from an earlier time capsule before being placed into the 1880 time capsule.

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Photo taken at the Mississippi Valley Textile Museum

 

So what is in mine if it is still there? The Morphys were one of the founders of the town– so one wonders what they have put in there. They seemed to be frugal people, as when my home was gutted in  a fire in 1995- the only thing found in all the exposed walls was a note from a child and a playing card.

 

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Photo taken at the Mississippi Valley Textile Museum

So should I just leave it there- or see what’s in there next year? This year I finally found out what the hidden room in the basement was– so is that enough excitement for one year? The trouble is you think you have time- time is not measured by clocks it’s measured by moments….

Why am I so apprehensive about this moment in time?

 

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Photo taken at the Mississippi Valley Textile Museum

Come and visit the Lanark County Genealogical Society Facebook page– what’s there? Cool old photos–and lots of things interesting to read.

Information where you can buy all Linda Seccaspina’s books-You can also read Linda in Hometown News

Time Capsule in the ‘Hi Diddle Day’ House?

 

Update on the Time Capsule in Springside Hall

Unwrapping 164 Bridge Street in Carleton Place

Mississippi Valley Textile Museum related reading–

Does Fabric Make You Happy? Read This!!

The Rosamonds Would Love You to Come and Shop Vintage!

Guess What I Found?–A Purchase from the Yard Goods Store

Was Working in One of Our Local Mills Like Working in a Coal Mine?

Babies in the Textile Mills

The Rosamond Woolen Company’s Constipation Blues

Tears of a Home -The Archibald Rosamond House

A Plea for Your Delivery Men!

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A Plea for the Driver— Almonte Gazette 1903

Read the Almonte Gazette here..

 

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Gilbert Moir in his Almonte hardware store c1900– Photo-Almonte.com

 

Complaints are sometimes made of the unreasonable habit many people have of shopping late on Saturday nights on which night there is no set time for closing. Now most business
places .close at about ten o’clock, when the clerks are free. But not so the deliveryman, people leave orders right up to ten o’clock and it is often much later when the faithful
carrier of parcels completes his work for the night. If shoppers would only see it that way, it is just as easy to make their purchases before eight o’clock Saturday night as it is to make them an hour or two later. Have a thought of the deliveryman when you shop next Saturday.

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James Robertson’s Almonte store- Photo-Almonte.com

 

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Mary Ann Bannon Robertson sent me this photo but Donovan Hastie was the originator of the photo– the picture of the fellow riding the horse and wagon and I am sure that it is my Grandfather Osie Hastie. He would have been about 16 then.

Goin’ Shopping at The Tetlock Bros of Carleton Place

Eades Hardware of Carleton Place-Allen Wrenches Toilet Seats and Electric Heaters

You Didn’t Go to Taylor’s Hardware Store for Milk

 

Buy Linda Secaspina’s Books— Flashbacks of Little Miss Flash Cadilac– Tilting the Kilt-Vintage Whispers of Carleton Place and 4 others on Amazon or Amazon Canada or Wisteria at 62 Bridge Street in Carleton Place

Dr. Avison of Almonte

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Almonte and District High School was opened in about 1876 in Almonte, Ontario. A.D.H.S. has produced many famous alumni including: Dr. James Naismith, R. Tait McKenzie, Sire Edward Peacock, Dr. Oliver Avison, and Dr. James Mackintosh Bell. Back of photo reads: A.H.S. 1919. Cameron, McF, Kirkland, Campbell, Ryan, Snedden, Williams, Allison, Wylie, Bowland, Taylor, (Robertson)

 

I love to read what our local museums are up to and found this on the Mississippi Valley Textile Museum Facebook page.

 

Last year the Mississippi Valley Textile Museum hosted a film crew doing a project on Dr. Oliver Avison of Almonte. Dr. Avison eventually went to Korea and opened a hospital. The film deals with his life and the impact the hospital has had in South Korea.

The documentary is in Korean, but there are Almonte scenes and  and, if you start at minute (time code) 34.56, you’ll see the museum!

 

Read all about Dr. Avison and his missionary work in Korea! Click here..

Tears of a Home -The Archibald Rosamond House

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Please play while viewing to get the full emotion of what is happening this weekend at this home. I went however to pay my respects to a home I have loved forever. I could not buy anything as I felt great sorrow for the family. It could have been my home……

In memory of Bernard Cameron

 

13406940_10154063520896886_7291537567140937950_nThis home is a historic and architecturally significant stone house in Almonte, built in 1870 for Alexander Elliot, textile mill baron, and remodeled in the Tudor Revival style for Archibald Rosamond in 1916.

Four Generations have lived in this 8 bedroom home, with 10 fireplaces and over 5,000 square feet of living space including full height attic, basement and garages.

 

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The shrubs, which snowed their blossoms on
The walks wide-stretching from its doors
Like friendly arms, are dead and gone,
And over all a grand house soars

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Within its front no welcome lies,
But pride’s aloofness; wealth, that stares        
From windows, cold as haughty eyes,
The arrogance of new-made heirs.

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Its very flowers breathe of cast;
And even the Springtide seems estranged;
In that stiff garden, caught, held fast,        
All her wild beauty trimmed and changed

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How fair she walked here with her Hours,
Pouring out colours and perfumes,
And, with her bosom heaped with flowers,
Climbed by the rose-vines to its rooms.

 

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Or round the old porch, ’mid the trees,        
Fluttered a flute of bluebird song;
Or, murmuring with a myriad bees,
Drowsed in the garden all day long.

 

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How Summer, with her apron full
Of manna, shook the red peach down;        
Or, stretched among the shadows cool,
Wove for her hair a daisy crown.

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Or with her crickets, night and day,
Gossiped of many a fairy thing,
Her sweet breath warm with scents of hay        
And honey, purple-blossoming.

 

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How Autumn, trailing tattered gold
And scarlet, in the orchard mused,
And of the old trees taking hold
Upon the sward their ripeness bruised.

 

 

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It lived. The house was part of us.
It was not merely wood and stone,        
But had a soul, a heart, that thus
Grappled and made us all its own.

 

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The lives that with its life were knit,
In some strange way, beyond the sense,
Had gradually given to it      
A look of old experience.

 

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A look, which I shall not forget,
No matter where my ways may roam.
I close my eyes: I see it yet—
The old house that was once my home

 

The Old Home
By Madison Cawein

 

 

 

 

 

One Way of Finding a Wife in Lanark County?

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Photo–Almonte citizens band circa 1910-Almonte.com

 

A true story from the Almonte Gazette 1897

Some years ago a certain lawyer, was walking down one of the fashionable streets of Almonte. He came to a tiny lit stand over which two pretty children were standing in front of.

The judge—then a young lawyer—had a vein of humor in him. He stopped at the stand, picked up an apple, ate it, and walked off without paying for it. Of course this roused the ire of the little ones, and they began screaming and crying.

A young lady came out of the store and she was the sister of the little ones guarding the stand. The children pointed out the man who had stolen their goods and eaten thereof. The young lady was indignant and overtook the young man at the corner—who by this time was not running away.

The young lady in a quiet but stately manner told the young man he hadn’t done anything funny, and that his act had created more trouble than he had intended. He apologized, paid double the amount of the due of the fruit, and walked on.

Within fifteen months of that incident he became the husband of the charming woman who had given him a lecture on the street for taking her sisters’ fruit.

 

 

When Mr. Peanut was once King in Lanark County!

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Author’s Note: A long time ago, there was something called the peanut butter and jelly sandwich. If you have a child with peanut allergies, other parents will say to you: “Nobody was allergic to peanut butter when I was a kid”.

The simple but elegant lunch, consisting of peanut butter, jelly and two slices of bread, was once a staple of school cafeterias from coast to coast. But no more. As peanut allergies have risen in recent years, the old standby, as well as all peanut products, have become a scarcer sight in American schools.

Nobody knows for sure what is causing the increase in peanut allergies, and the only real point of consensus is that the problem is getting worse. After barely meriting a word in medical literature before the 1980s, incidents of peanuts allergies began to creep up in the 1990s.  Now allergy to peanuts and tree nuts is the leading cause of fatal allergic reactions in North America.

One thing is for sure this event would never happen today.

 

 

PEANUTDACE

 

However,  let’s go back in the 50’s to where various Lion’s Club throughout Lanark County celebrated Peanut Day. This was from the 1953 Almonte Gazette

 

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SATURDAY PARADE TO CLOSE PEANUT WEEK– August 1953, Almonte, Ontario

This has been Planters Peanut Week, sponsored each year in Almonte by the Lions Club. The share of the sales taken by the Club is devoted to the various public spirited endeavors carried on by this fine local organization.

The girls started their sales campaign last Friday, selling cans of peanuts put up by Planter’s. They carried on over the week-end and through the week, and on Saturday there will be a tag day with the nuts being sold in five cent packets. Cash prizes will be given for those who sell the most and the one who hits the top will be crowned Peanut Queen and will ride on the Planter’s  Company’s float which will take part in the Saturday parade with several “Mr. Peanuts” bowing to the crowd as the float passes along.

The parade will start from the Community Centre at 4.30. This year it was thought well to restrict it to decorated tricycles and bicycles, which means that only the youngsters will take part. One reason for this is that the local firms and businessmen were asked to go to considerable trouble on Coronation Day in June.

 

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ANNUAL PEANUT DAY ALMONTE August 1953-Almonte Gazette-Is your name here?

Miss Karen Paupst, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Karl Paupst, received the Queen’s crown as Miss Almonte from the hands of Mayor Geo. M. Dunfield on Saturday afternoon at the Almonte Community Centre. Karen was the winner in the annual Planters Peanut contest sponsored by the Almonte Lions Club.

Her sales amounted to $166, and she also received a cash prize and the coveted privilege of taking the Queen’s place attired in fine regalia in the Planters float as it led the parade through the town.

Other winners were Audrey Southwell and Miss Iris Guthrie (tied) and Marion Bolger. The winners of the best decorated bicycles and tricycles were: Girls, 1, Cairine Campbell; 2, Donna Boal; 3, Shirley Boal. Boys, 1, Artie Wilson; 2, Tommy Morrow; 3, Tommy Miller. Lion Harry McMullan,was chairman of the parade committee.

 

 

READ THE ALMONTE GAZETTE HERE

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Wendy LeBlanc— I can clearly see in my mind’s eye Mr. Peanut at the corner of High and Bridge Streets by Gordon’s Store. Not sure of the year but definitely in the ’50s. We kids were thrilled to bits, but I now wonder how we knew about Mr. Peanut as none of us except Peggi Mace and Eddy Aiston had a TV until the ’60s.

 
 
 
Linda Gallipeau-JohnstonWendy I remember Mr. Peanut standing in the doorway of the store next to the Blossom Shop one day and there was a red double decker bus giving bus rides. Apparently we missed the ride and it was such a big disappointment. Definitely in the 50’s – wasn’t that old. I can remember having a plastic small version of Mr. Peanut and I think it was at one time full of peanuts. I seem to remember different colors of plastic.
 

Joann VoyceI remember the parade with Mr Peanut on a float going up High Street. I might even have a picture of the float going past our house, I will look for it

 

 
 
 

Norma Ford-I remember that as well. I had a blue Mr Peanut, I have no idea what happened to it, I remember it was about 10″ tall.

  
Gail Sheen-MacDonaldGrowing up in Ottawa, I have many memories of Mr. Peanut. He used to give the children small bags of nuts. Now he would be arrested!
 

Valerie Edwards–

I remember one year, once upon a time, when my Dad brought Mr. Peanut to town for some parade.
He (had dressed?) came out the back door of the store & then proceeded about his duties – parade & entertaining wise.

 

 

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Train Accident? Five Bucks and a Free Lunch in Carleton Place Should Settle it

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Almonte Gazete March 4th 1890

The town was thrown into a state of intense excitement on Wednesday forenoon by the report that the Soo train, doe here at ten o’clock, had been wrecked near Graham’s station, that the cars had gone down an embankment, and that at least one life had been lost and every passenger on the train more was injured. The balance of the day the accident was the subject most talked 0f,  being impossible to obtain any reliable account of the disaster, the telegraph wires being required by the officials.

The reports that had been received were as they went from mouth to month greatly exaggerated, and the excitement and suspense increased proportionately. Immediately on receipt of the intelligence here all the available medical men were requested to hasten at once to the scene of the disaster, a wrecking train having in the meantime been despatched from Carleton Place.

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Prs. Lynch, Reeve and Gemmill, and Messrs. J. Lawson, V.S., D. H. Davis, W. M. Rea, J. Dunlop and W. Martin responded to the call for help, and at Pakenham were joined by Dr. Jamieson, Dr. D. Cameron, of Arnprior, going by a later train. On arrival at the scene of the accident Drs. Dickson and Bedard, of Pembroke, and Rattray, of Cobden, were found in attendance, and the pleasing intelligence learned that all the passengers had been got out and the injured ones attended to, that no lives were lost, and that with two or three exceptions the injuries were not serious.

The most serious ones were Mrs. Munro, mother of Mr. J. W. Munro, contractor, of Pembroke, and aunt of Mr. J. M. Munro, of Almonte, who had. three ribs broken and was otherwise severely injured. The cook of the dining car, Mr. Duclois, of Montreal, was very badly scalded. He was in the kitchen of the car when it went over, and the boiling contents of the range were poured over him. His escape from instant death was one of the most miraculous. His injuries are very severe and painful, his arms, face and the upper part of his body being badly scalded. Another miraculous escape was that of Mr. Thos. Mackie, of Pembroke, who was seated in the rear of the dining car smoking when the shock came. He was thrown from his seat with such force that the veneered ceiling of the car was stove in where his head struck againat it. He received two severe scalp wounds, but was able to be around.

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Mr. T. R. Horn, of Pembroke, also received pretty severe injuries, being badly braised about his side and back, and very much shaken up. Mrs. Munro was placed in a car and made as comfortable as was possible under the circumstances, the others being taken to the residence of Mr. Graham near by.

The accident occurred about 9:40 a.m., a quarter of a mile beyond Graham’s station, the rails having spread while the train was passing round a curve just after crossing Graham’s bridge. The engine— a heavy Mogul—kept the track, but the tender and entire train of six can were thrown off, the four rear ones—a Pullman, a dining and a first class and a second class—turning over on their sides, and going down an embankment about ten feet high. As the cars overturned the passengers, seats, baggage, lamps and everything movable wen thrown in a promiscuous heap, many of the wounds and bruises sustained being caused by the falling furniture. That about seventy passengers could pass through such an experience without the lose of a single life, and with so few serious injuries, can only be attributed to the providential ruling of the Supreme Being in whose hands all our lives are.

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Photo from the Carleton Place Canadian from the Wanda Lee Morrison and the late Joan Kehoe collection.

 

Following we have a list of the injured ones as far as could be ascertained : Mrs. Munro, Pembroke, three ribs broken and other injuries. Mr. Thos. Mackie, Pembroke, severe scalp wounds. Mr. Thos. R. Horn, Pembroke, side and back bruised. Mr. J. O. Dunlop, Pembroke, bead cat. Mr. Julius Blaisdell, Pembroke, head cut and bruised. Mrs. Cardiff, Pembroke, braised about the face. Two children with her escaped unhurt. Mr. Henry Duclois, Montreal, severely scalded. Mr. Stephen Smith, of Maryland, Pontiac Co., Que., back hurt. Mr. James Jones, Montreal, back slightly hurt.

 

Mr. A. G; Fields, Minneapolis, bound for Woodstock, N.B., face and scalp wounds and bruises on body. Mrs. Walker, Old Superior, slightly hurt. Mr. E. J. Antell, Brooklyn, N.Y., leg and left shoulder injured. Mr. Edward Gravelle, Ottawa, heat, pretty badly cut and shoulder strained. Mr. Jos. Joly, L ’Orignal, head cut ant right arm injured. Mr. John English, Toronto, was knocked senseless and badly cut about head. Miss Bertha Delahey, daughter of Mr. John Delahey, of Cobden, slight. Mr. James Wark, Forrester’s Falls, slight bruise on face. Mr. Nicholas Larkin, Minneapolis, head, face and hand cut. Mr. Henry J. Morrow, Schuyler, N. Y., head cut aud bruised. Mr. W. H. Maxwell, Toronto, leg bruised. Capt. Davy, West Broughton, head cut. Mr. A. E. Mullburg, Fergus Falls, Minn., head cut. Mr. Jerome Ford, Concord, N.H.

 

The passengers were treated to a free lunch on arriving at Carleton Place by the company. The loss to the company will not be very heavy, the cars not being very badly damaged. A large gang of men was put to work clearing the track, and in a few hours it was again open for traffic. A passenger train was made up and left for the east about four o’clock, having on board all the passengers except those belonging to Pembroke and vicinity. The action of Mr. Jerome Ford, of Concord, who, though injured himself, worked manfully in rescuing the passengers, and would not consent to have his own wounds dressed until all were removed from the cars, is spoken of in terms of highest praise.

Mr. W. R. White, of Pembroke, the company’s solicitor, was promptly on hand, and poured balm into the wounds of many of the injured in the shape of $5 and $10 bills, on condition that the amount paid relieved the company from any further liability in the matter. Some refused to settle.

Mr. Jno. English, of Toronto, is an official of the Central Prison, and had in his custody “ Wild Bill” Mulligan, of Pembroke, whom he was taking to the Central Prison, where he had been sentenced for one year for theft. He was hand-cufied to the arm of the seat in the second-class car, and when the car went over Mr. English was rendered insensible from a blow. Wild Bill by a vigorous effort released himself, and, being uninjured, at once set to work to rescue his custodian, which he did, and not only remained by him until he had regained consciousness, but made no effort to escape. Mr. English was greatly pleased over the conduct of his prisoner, and will use his influence to have the sentence cancelled, or at least shortened. It certainly was a very manly act of Mulligan not to take advantage of his keeper’s misfortune and clear out, as he might easily have done. his departure for the land of Uncle where he hopes to make a fortune in a few years. Our wish is that his hopes may be fully realized.

Read the Almonte Gazette here

 

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Linda’s Dreadful Dark Tales – When Irish Eyes Aren’t Smiling — Our Haunted Heritage

 

 

Lanark County Shoe Socials? A Past Fetish or Party Game?

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 In the July 1893 of the Almonte Gazette this was announced:

 

“A Shoe Social is one of the biggest amusements of today. All the girls go behind the screen and stick their toes out of the underneath of the lower edge. The young men select their partners by chalking their initials on the tempting toes. Ar a recent party some of the boys said that some girls gave other boys tips on whose toes to mark?

Hello? Foot shenanigans at a Shoe Social? Say it ain’t so!

Of course we give the girls tips on toes and straight tips too. See all the latest styles from 50 cents up at H. H. Cole’s Boot and Shoe Store in Almonte. —June 3 1893 Almonte Gazette”.

If this happened today imagine how the public would react. It seemed it didn’t take much to entertain these folks, and from the looks of my feet I would have remained a spinster for life.

 

Onion Parties

As green onions are now on the market, we give here a new game. Six girls stand in a row while one bites a chunk out of an onion and a young man pays 10 cents for a guess as to which one it was ; if he guesses right he kisses the other five ladies. If he does not he is only allowed to kiss the girl with the onion-scented breath.—The tariff is extremely reasonable and we predict that this will be a popular game, as most of the boys will be disposed to go it once even if they lose.

 

Read the Almonte Gazette here

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August 25, 1893-Almonte Gazette

Mr. Jas. Weekes has disposed of his grocery business to his brother Alexander, who will continue the same at the old stand, and has purchased the Stock of the Parlor Shoe Store from lb . C. C. Allan

The Alexandra Limp

After her marriage to Prince Albert, Alexandra of Denmark (pictured above) became a British superstar and fashion icon. Devoted fans copied her dresses and necklaces, but things got really weird after Alexandra developed a pronounced limp. Suddenly, women across the UK were limping around on mismatched shoes, all in the name of fashion.

In the well-do-do hotspots of Britain, toadying women began clumping about in a style that suggested they’d recently stood barefoot on discarded Lego.

At first, it was a DIY affair. Women would simply grab odd shoes to help them totter effectively. But canny shopkeepers soon realized there was a pretty penny to be made from what otherwise would be retail’s most unshiftable line – wildly mismatched footwear, with one high heel, and one low.

What did ordinary people make of it all? Not a great deal, if this 1869 report from the North British Mail is anything to go by. “A monstrosity has made itself visible among the female promenaders in Princes Street,” it seethed. “It is as painful as it is idiotic and ludicrous.

“Taking my customary walk the other day, observant of men, women and things, I met three ladies. They were all three young, all three good-looking, and all three lame! At least, such was my impression, seeing as they all carried handsome sticks and limped; but, on looking back, as everyone else did, I could discover no reason why they should do so.

“Indeed, one decent woman expressed her pity in an audible ‘Puir things!’ as she passed, but I was enlightened by hearing a pretty girl explain to her companion, ‘Why that’s the Alexandra limp! How ugly!'”

Related reading:

Taffy Party Comes to Blows and Infection on the Ramsay Line – What was in the Punch?

“Manolo-in” and “Jimmy Choo-in” about Uncomfortable Shoes

Down by the Mississippi River- Almonte Falls Photos 50s

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Photos from the Aikenhead Collection 1950s-Links to previous photos at the bottom.

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Related reading:

What Happened to the House and Family on Frank Street –Part 1

The Aitkenhead Family at 20 Frank Street in Carleton Place

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

Hog’s Back Falls Ottawa –Aitkenhead Photo Collection

How to Make a Vintage Apron- Aitkenhead Photo Collection

No Banker Left Behind – Bank of Montreal Almonte Photos

 

 

 

( Photo- Ted Hurdis-Ted said: “In front of the falls in Almonte 1920. My grandmother Lillian Blakeley holding the baby , her sister Mae to her right (Mae Mulvey) great gramma Collison front holding my mother Grace hand”.)