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Anne Wheatley Almonte —- Lucy Poaps Clippings

Anne Wheatley Almonte —- Lucy Poaps Clippings

Cherilyn Giles

So sad. I had her as a teacher in Naismith for both grade 4 and 5. She was my favorite teacher and 1 I truly respected. She was a tough teacher but she taught me what respect was and how to use ur manners properly. When my daughter was going to Naismith I ran into another teacher I had and we talked about Mrs Weatley. I told her how much she ment to me…she asked me to write her a letter telling her this. The next week she told me when she read it she cried. I will always remember this beautiful lady.

Louise E. Mundt

Beautiful lady…taught my son Jamie and always asked how he was doing for years!I also knew Anne through the church..we shared some great conversations together.She knew she would be with Jesus for eternity…we have lost a wonderful lady!

Heather-Lee McDonald

Mrs. Wheatley will forever remain the teacher that taught me to believe in myself. My heart is broken to hear of her passing. She was a very special lady and will always hold a place in my heart. Sending love and light to her family.

Carey Ayre

Very sad to hear, very nice lady,and teacher,I also got to babysit her grandson,she will be greatly miss , really good teacher,I will never forget her😓🌹

Aamina Badran

Wonderful woman. She never let me leave without taking a treat from the candy dish. She taught me how to make patchwork Christmas ornaments. I’ll miss visiting her and seeing all her fabulous brooches. She wore a different one almost every day. God take care of you Anne, Rest In Peace.

Marlyn James

I had the pleasure of meeting Anne while working as a PSW at Orchard View. She was a wonderful lady that will truly be missed

Susan May

One of the best teachers my boys had, she touched many young lives in her long career.

Darlene Monette

Mrs. Wheatley was one of my favourite teachers at Church St. school. I had the chance to let her know that a few years ago when we met by chance in Renfrew. She was a wonderful, caring lady.

Kelly Kane

Mrs Wheatley was my favourite teacher and gave me my love of reading and she was so delighted when as an adult I called her on the phone to tell her just that. she will always be remembered. 💕😓

Dianne Lynch

A wonderful lady who put up with me for many years, as my teacher and as the mother of a friend! This woman will always hold a special place in my heart!!

Tracy Sullivan

So her name was Anne ? Wow. I recall she was very strict with us. But her history lessons, reading to us about Sir Francis Drake and all the explorers from a red textbook were unforgettable. Never forgotten

RIP Mrs Wheatley 🙏

Marjorie Gaw

The men and women of this generation contributed so much to their community…we must never forget.. we can do that by continuing to remember on a platform like this.. where friends and strangers can learn about the dedication of the people who came before us to build a great community.

Tracy Giles-Thompson

Mrs. Wheatley was my grade 4 and 6 teacher at Naismith. RIP!💕X

Linda MacFarlane

Mrs Wheatley …a great teacher she was . Kept us all in line with just a look 😊 🤗

Christine Dalgity

She inspired my love of books and reading. The way she read the stories to us, made them come to life. Every time I hear The Secret Garden, or Charlie and The Chocolate Factory, I think of Mrs. Wheatley, sitting in her chair at the front of the room and me, being completely engaged in her reading.

Sarah Hall

Like Christine I vividly recall her reading the Secret Garden and bible stories to us in class and being completely in the zone listening to her.

She was a lovely lady who did much for her school and community. She will be missed ❤️

Jennifer E Ferris

Aw no, so sorry to hear this.

She was a lovely lady, and will be dearly missed.

I remember running into her often at yard sales. She and Mrs G would be wandering g around together.

Rip my dear

Thanks to the scrapbook of Lucy Connelly Poaps here is Marian Elgood Marie Dunn and Anne Wheatley of the Almonte Crazy Quilters July 2000

In Memory of Peter McCallum –Almonte’s Grand Old Lady

In Memory of David Scharf — Almonte United Church Tragedy

The History of the Almonte General Hospital in 1970

In Memory of Silver Cross Mothers — thanks to Stuart McIntosh

John Menzies Registrar Almonte – Genealogy

What do you Remember About Teacher Evelyn Miller ?

What do you Remember About Teacher Evelyn Miller ?

One of the last classes at S.S. #11 Ramsay, 1966-1967, Teacher Mrs. Evelyn Miller
Appleton, Town of Mississippi Mills, Ontario, Canada
North Lanark Regional Museum (2012.36.2.36)

One of Pakenham Public School’s toughest teachers broke into tears when she talked about retiring after 41 years at the front of a classroom. “I love teaching, • Evelyn Miller said, wiping her eyes. I love the kids. The staff have always stood behind. me.”

Miller came to Pakenham to teach in 1968. She started her career at Cedar Hill in 1954, three montlis after she graduated from Lanark Continuation School at the age of18, · “It was my lifelong dream to be a teacher,” she said. She and her younger sister Gladalene often played school in the family’s Balderson home. Evelyn, always the teacher, wrote with chalk on the dark grey back door, washing it down every night when the game ended as the sun went down.

Gladys was promoted from Grade 1 to Grade 3 right after she started school, Miller proudly pointed out. Miller retired after it was pointed out to her that she was only making $136 more a month than if she retired. “I realized it was time to take a break, Miller said. It was time to go and enjoy life.”

Miller taught in Blakeney and Cedar Hill from 1954-56 and then did a stint in Teachers College. She returned to Cedar Hill, then took a year off after marrying the late Keith Miller July 4,1958. After a brief time in Vars, the Millers came back to Appleton in 1967. She came to Pakenham·in 1968 and stayed.

Miller served under seven principals in her time at Pakenham and one memory she had for life was giving three unruly boys detention for life. What do you remember about Gladys Miller?

with files from Lois Tuffin

1964 Evelyn Miller’s class from the Blakeney School can recall with the help of this picture. Check out (front row), Darlene Mitchell, Frances Mills, Harold McPhail, Myfanwy Pratt, Cameron Biard, Elaine Giles, Jayne Munro, Diane Greene, Tim Callaghan, (second row) Keith Currie, Norah Mills, Tom MacPherson, Ray Arthur, Gail Currie, Jim Pratt, Ken Currie, Susan Callaghan, Ross McPhail (third row) Dennis Greene, Frank McPhail, Rosalie Pratt, Jerry McKay, Shelley McPhail, Allan Mitchell, Garth Greene, Percy Greene, Ruth Arthur. (back row) Gary Giles, Ken McPhail, Larry Baird, Sharon Currie, Donna Mitchell, Joan Munro, Wendy Callaghan and Carl Munro. Helen Giles submitted the photo.

Too Hot For Teacher Linda Knight Seccaspina

Lanark County and Smiths Falls Teachers’ Institute 1955 Names Names Names

A Gift for a Teacher 1939 Larry Clark

Francis Shaw Pakenham Postmaster Gone Missing —Elizabeth Shaw — Residential School Teacher

Too Hot For Teacher Linda Knight Seccaspina

Too Hot For Teacher Linda Knight Seccaspina

Too Hot For Teacher Linda Knight Seccaspina

Hard to remember those days, but there I am in Grade 3 –third row,  number 4- big smile–blonde Bette Page haircut– soon to have massive dental work done in the 1990s. On the top right hand corner lies our beloved teacher Miss Righton from Cowansville High School. Everyone loved her, especially the boys. There were only two teachers that my fellow male classmates considered ‘’too hot for teacher” when I went to school and they were: Grade 2  teacher Miss Spicer, and my Grade 3 teacher Miss Righton. In a sea of the matronly and the spinsters were two teaching women that wore stiletto shoes and petticoats that peeked out of their 50’s circle skirts. Remember Van Halen’s music video “Too Hot for Teacher” in 1984?  I wondered if anyone ever had a teacher like the video model Lillian Muller in their lifetime.

As I looked in the mirror today I wondered if Miss Righton still looked the same way– or was she still alive? Even though I still think I see the same young person in the mirror at age 70, I know that I am gazing at a mirage. By the looks of also 70 year-old Muller she has had some Botox, a wee bit of plastic surgery (she denies it) and some media photos of herself appear photoshopped.

When I Googled her I was relieved to also find a few unflattering pictures of her. One has to imagine that there has to be a little something sagging under those clothes, and where the heck was her bellybutton on one website photo. Once again, the miracles of Photoshop mysteriously eliminated another body part of a celebrity.

Many years later Muller has made a career as an inspirational speaker and author. Unlike Miss Righton and myself, she has been a raw food vegetarian since she was 27 and has never had a drink in her life. When Muller auditioned for the Van Halen video she thought she wouldn’t get the part because she was 30 at the time. Now, at the

same exact age as myself she is now posing for senior publications instead of Playboy, but really she has not changed much.

Miss Righton and I had parts in the Cowansville Elementary School Grade 3 “stick, triangle and tambourine” band while Muller went on to star as Rod Stewart’s affection in “Da Ya Think I’m Sexy?” video in 1978. Muller also posed in matching white bikinis for a photo shoot with her 21 year-old daughter before she went to college. I can feel quite positive in saying that there is no way that Miss Righton and I followed suit.

Muller is still acting and became the author of “Feel Great, Be Beautiful Over 40” in 1995. She was never married, even though she dated “Magnum P.I.” star Tom Selleck and Hugh Hefner. If I do remember correctly Miss Righton married a country lad, and let’s not get started about my private affairs. 

As I pop my second Arthritis pain caplet into my mouth I salute her and former teacher Miss Righton. Do we women really want to look like Muller and have to maintain an illusion on a daily basis? Personally, I’d rather be me; and besides George Clooney said he was comfortable looking older because it’s better than the other option, which is being dead. High five to that!

Ten years ago today I posted this note to Mrs. Hawke at Cowansville Elementary.- that I wrote in Grade 3 in 1959. Same age as my Granddaughter Sophia. My friend Decker Way put this up on our Cowansville High School group and my late great friend Audrey said I was a suck and her brother Bob said I was blogging before blogging was invented hahah. This made my day 🙂

Update — Teacher Fired in Appleton School May 1931 –Annie Neilson

Update — Teacher Fired in Appleton School May 1931 –Annie Neilson

A bitter dispute that arose in the Appleton school section over the action of School Inspector J. C. Spence, of Carleton Place, in suspending the teaching certificate of Miss Annie Neilson, teacher of the junior room in the Appleton school, was settled, Tuesday, when Chief Inspector Greer of Toronto had a conference with Inspector Spence, the teachers and the school trustees. Appleton School has two class rooms, the senior one taught by Miss Ida Paul who has been there 34 years end the Junior form in charge of Miss Neilson who commenced her duties there at the opening of the last September term.

Miss Neilson comes from Appleton and taught school in Alberta for upwards of nine years before taking a position at home. The trouble began over the question of promoting a little girl. Miss Neilson’s predecessor is said to have recommended the pupil’s promotion when she was leaving, but Miss Neilson derided she would be better to remain a little longer in the grade -where she then was. Inspector Spence was appealed to and is said to have recom­mended that the child be promoted.

Friction followed and the Inspector, it is said, suspended the teacher’s per­mit to become effective on May 4, 1931. Trustees sided with Miss Neilson, and while the Inspector’s action made it impossible for them to use the room in the school formerly presided over by the teacher, they opened a temporary class room in the community hall and put Miss Neilson in charge of it. Lessons began there on Tuesday, May the 5th.

Several conferences were held at one of which J. A. Craig, M. L. A., for North Lanark is said to have been present to pour oil on the troubled waters. Apparently his oil was not effective, because a call was sent to the Department of Education and the chief inspector, Mr. Greer, was sent to Appleton to see what he could do about it. After a conference the purpose of which was to smooth over the difficulty it is said it was decided to leave the child where she is at present and the teacher, Miss Neilson, was reinstated in her position. The matter, it is understood, is still before the Department and the present solution may be but a temporary one.

Meanwhile several ratepayers of the Appleton School Section drew up a petition which is being circulated through the county and will be forwarded to other parts of Ontario praying the Government to discard its new legislation which greatly increases the powers of public school inspectors. Authors of the petition claim the new legislation, that came into effect recently, takes away all powers from school trustees. They can’t even buy wood without the school inspector’s sanction.

Trustees say the new control is the consolidated school system that Former Premier Ferguson tried to put over masquerading under another in the unit system. Those behind the petition claim this inspectorate is not the oniy one in which friction has arisen over the added powers the Government has given to school inspectors. It is the same in other districts and they think school boards representative of tax payers in country school sections should be given back the control over school administration that the trustees formerly enjoyed.

Under the new legislation school inspectors are no longer appointed by county councils, but by the Province had in return for this concession on the part of the county councils the Provincial Government has assumed the burden of paying the inspectors. When asked about the Appleton affair Inspector Spence said he did not care to comment. It was unfortunate, he thought, that the matter should be given publicity. There were only a couple of school sections in the district where trouble had been experienced and the more said about it the worse it would be for all concerned and particularly for the interest in education 

May 1931

read-Suspended Teacher —Appleton School 1931 — Miss Annie Neilson

The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
19 Dec 1912, Thu  •  Page 14

Annie Neilson on right side of clipping

annies name is on the very bottom of the right hand column

CLIPPED FROMThe Ottawa CitizenOttawa, Ontario, Canada19 Dec 1912, Thu  •  Page 14

CLIPPED FROMThe Lanark EraLanark, Ontario, Canada25 Mar 1908, Wed  •  Page 7

Francis Shaw Pakenham Postmaster Gone Missing —Elizabeth Shaw — Residential School Teacher

Francis Shaw Pakenham Postmaster Gone Missing —Elizabeth Shaw — Residential School Teacher
Ottawa Daily Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
10 Jul 1873, Thu  •  Page 1

Ottawa Daily Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
23 Mar 1874, Mon  •  Page 1

I was writing a story about a mail delivery man to Pakenham and in my newspaper archives I found the above two clippings. I became very curious to what happened to this postmaster and what happened to him. As I began to dig a story came out of all this. Get your Kleenex out reading the text and watching the video.

Francis and Elizabeth Shaw

Francis Shaw was born in 1846 and worked as post master at Pakenham. At age 25, he married Elizabeth-Lizzie Argue in January 29, 1873 in Huntley, Carleton, Ontario. Between June of 1873, and February of 1874, Francis moved to the United States. In the 1920 US Census gives Francis’ immigration date to US as 1876; (according to newspaper clipping in Perth Courier in 1873 and the Ottawa Daily Citizen, he was there earlier). He married Margaret Charlotte Hunter Shaw and died in 1922. They had one child John Erwin Shaw. Some websites indicate Elizabeth Argue and her husband, Francis Shaw divorced. A source has not been found for this information.

Frank H Shaw
22 Mar 1846Canada
4 Nov 1922 (aged 76)Fort Wayne, Allen County, Indiana, USA
Lindenwood Cemetery
Fort Wayne, Allen County, Indiana, USA
Section C
55415998 · View Source

So what happened to his poor wife Elizabeth Argue Shaw who was deserted in Pakenham? According to a Wiki Tree entry done by Janice Bradley this is her story:

Elizabeth was born in early 1851.

From the Wesleyan Methodist Baptismal Register:

Name of Person Baptised: Argue Elizabeth Father: Robert Mother: Mary Parents Place of Residence: Huntley Born Where: Huntley Born When: 1851-01-29 Baptised When: 1851-12-20 Baptised Where: Huntley Minister Baptising: Greener, Rev. Jas.

She attended school in Huntley Township, and went onto Ottawa Normal School to become a teacher at S.S. #14 Goulbourne

Ottawa Daily Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
10 Jan 1881, Mon  •  Page 1

At 19, she married Francis Shaw. They were married in 1873, Rev. Webster W. Leech. Francis was a postmaster at Pakenham. He was the son of James and Eliza Shaw. They were married at Lizzie’s father’s house in Huntley twp.

Francis Shaw left the marriage sometime between 1873, and 1874. He went to the U.S. and remarried.

Elizabeth went back to teaching. She taught at S.S. No. 14 Goulbourne in 1881, and ran a dress making shop.

In September of 1898, she went to Port Simpson (later known as Lax Kw’alaams) B.C. to work as a relief matron at the Crosby Home for Boys, which was a residential school. She was disturbed by what she saw at the home.

She was offered a teaching position at the Greenville Boys Mission at Greenville (now known as Laxgalts’ap) up the Naas River. She taught there and later returned to Ontario.

She lived with her sister, Louisa Fennell for several years before her health failed. She stayed for 7 years at the Eastern Hospital at Brockville.

Elizabeth Shaw died in the Brockville Asylum in 1917 at the age of 64. It was her time at Port Simpson Crosby School that deterioated her mental state.

From The Awakening of Elizabeth Shaw by- Eva Manly and Paul Manly

In 1898 Elizabeth Shaw went to the Tsimshian village of Port Simpson in Northern B.C. and worked for five weeks as the Matron of the Crosby Boys’ Home, a residential setting for First Nations children. She was extremely upset by what she saw at the home and left. Later, while teaching in Greenville-Lakalzap, she wrote a letter to the Women’s Missionary Society of the Methodist Church describing the bad food and harsh treatment at the Home and detailing a case of physical abuse of a young woman there. Excerpts were forwarded to the Superintendent of the Methodist Church in Toronto who arranged for an investigation. When the investigative report was released stating no change of management was recommended, Mrs. Shaw suffered a breakdown of her health and returned to Ontario. 

Five years later, in response to complaints of the same nature from parents and from the Village Band Council, Rev. A.E. Green, the School Inspector and former Methodist Missionary to the North Coast, initiated an investigation which resulted in the Principal’s immediate resignation.

Elizabeth Shaw died in the Brockville Asylum in 1917

Based on Mrs. Shaw’s original letter The Awakening of Elizabeth Shaw video below combines an impassioned reading with photographs, other archival material and moving images. This video documents one white woman’s response to the unfair and inhumane treatment of First Nations children in British Columbia’s residential schools.

e-3484 Petition to the Government of Canada


The first Crosby Girls’ Home, residents and staff, c. 1888. The building had originally served as the mission house, where in 1875, Emma Crosby started inviting girls to live with her and her family and instructing them in the running of a “well-ordered Christian home.” Miss Sarah Hart is standing on the left, and Miss Ross, on the right. Bob Stewart Archives, Pacific Mountain Regional Council, 2-980. CLICK

The Crosby Girls’ Home, c. 1892. Opened in 1892, the new home was located outside the Tsimshian reserve. Girls no longer attended the day school in the village, and they were not permitted any vacation time. Bob Stewart Archives, Pacific Mountain Regional Council, 2-978. CLICK

Based on Mrs. Shaw’s original letter The Awakening of Elizabeth Shaw combines an impassioned reading with photographs, other archival material and moving images. This video documents one white woman’s response to the unfair and inhumane treatment of First Nations children in British Columbia’s residential schools.

Also read-Kamloops Industrial School– “A New Idea in Residential Schools” After the Fire 1925

Middleville & District Museum

June 7 at 10:30 AM  · Following are excerpts from Donna Sinclair’s “Remembered Heroes” that appeared first in the United Church Observer (2000) and was reprinted in the Lanark Era in 2000 and 2008:“Lucy Affleck was 44 years old when she took up a teaching position at Round Lake Indian Residential School near Stockholm, Sask. It was 1929. … [described as] ‘totally honest in her thinking.’That honesty led her to write a passionate, five-page confidential letter to the Superintendent of Home Missions, Dr. Alfred Barner, in Toronto, after she had been at Round Lake on a few months.Ms. Affleck was appalled at the living conditions of the children: … no heating fires in the building, ‘except for the day the inspector visited’ during the wet and windy autumn; donated quilts sold instead of used …Steps would be taken to remedy the situation, he replied. But just over a month later, Ms. Affleck wrote again to say she had been called to the principal’s office. ‘Your cheque is there on the desk … [no explanation other than] the church demands the immediate dismissal of anyone disloyal to the staff.’ …She returned to her family home in Lanark, Ont. remaining there until she died in 1949 …”For the full article, see the Journal page of our website: http://www.middlevillemuseum.org/journal

Clippings of Miss Schoular

Clippings of Miss Schoular

Born in Tatlock, Darling Twp., Lanark, Ontario, Canada on 2 Dec 1895 to James Scoular “Schoular” and Margaret McKay. Elizabeth Ann Schoular passed away on 22 Jan 1985 in Almonte, Lanark, Ontario, Canada.

When Elizabeth Ann Schoular was born on December 2, 1895, in Lanark, Ontario, her father, James, was 32, and her mother, Margaret, was 33. She had three brothers and three sisters. She died on January 22, 1985, in Almonte, Ontario, at the age of 89, and was buried in her hometown.

Heather MoatYou brought back memories of Miss Scholar’s class yes not enough books so we shared.That was a long time ago,you have a great memory.Cheers

from Don Andrews… “hello almontemay years ago when i was in grade one, mrs scholars class, i wonder how many people remember her.there was always a shortage of books and we had to double up.i was always paired up with elizabeth warner, me being from the country and being very shy, i think i was doing a lot of blushing.she moved away and i have thought of her many times over the years”,-Don Andrews

Norma QuinnMiss Scholar was my grade one teacher and also taught my dad

Janet I. ScottMiss Scholar taught my brother David Ritchie too.

Sandy FranceMiss Schoular taught my father in 1918 and me in 1946.

Susan Elliott ToppingDuncan J. Schoular’s daughter Elizabeth, is also a retired teacher.

Dave RooneyI delivered the Ottawa Journal to her in the 70s until the Journal shut down. Very nice woman.

Margaret Jones DrennanMiss Schoular taught me in 1950. I remember that I loved her class. Every Hallowe’en I remember her well because she showed us how to draw and colour pumpkins.

Margaret McNeelyIf u check out the pic of my 1943 school class Miss Schoular is in the background.

1943 school class

Janet I. ScottShe taught my brother in Grade 1. Probably 1954 at Church St. Public School.

Judy MortonLoved Miss Schouler, my first grade teacher. I was only five years old in Grade 1. I went over to the school with a friend when his Mom was registering him for Grade 1 and since there was an xtra desk, Miss Schoular said I could stay, so that’s how I started school at age 1!

Peppy MockoI remember her as a real nice lady & a character

Sheila BelrangoIt was ‘Miss’ Schouler and she taught Grade one in the ChurchStreet Public School. She taught both my Mother and myself. There are a very few teachers today as dedicated as she was.

ill a discussion—- Marte Sheldrake

I remember Miss Schoular also, although she never taught me as I moved to Almonte from Windsor in 1952 when I was placed in Miss Ross’s Grade Four class with Don and his cousin, Bob Andrews. We went through the next four years in the same classes and you’re right Don–you appeared very shy, an admirable quality in hindsight!
I met Jack De Sadeleer once as his sister, Judy, was one of my best friends until she married and moved to southern Ontario.As to the photo of the grocery store (see story), I don’t believe it was ever Harry Gunn’s. In the fifties it was owned by a Mr. Pobst ( sp.? ) until he closed it . But you would buy items at the counter and he or his assistant, Harold Woermke, would climb a ladder and take the items off the shelves, wrap them in brown paper, tie them with a string and hand them to you. Kind of like a sketch from “the Two Ronnies “.He closed the store in the late fifties and it became Mappins Jewellry Store, managed by Mr. Pobst. In 1965, my father, Perce Baker, bought the building from Bob France and it became Baker’s Gifts and Flowers, as my dad had also purchased The Flower Shop on Farm Street from George Gomme.Harry’s grocery store was on Bridge Street, just behind our building. He later had a dress shop across from Peterson’s Dairy on Mill Street. Since my husband Derek died almost two years ago,I now spend my time living between Ottawa and London, England where my fiancé lives and when people there ask me where I’m from, I very proudly say ” ALMONTE ” !Marte ( Baker ) Sheldrake

Mrs Schoular backrow

Name:Elizabeth Scoular
Racial or Tribal Origin:Scotch (Scotish)
Marital Status:Single
Birth Year:abt 1896
Birth Place:Ontario
Residence Date:1 Jun 1921
House Number:21
Residence Street or Township:Farm St
Residence City, Town or Village:Town of Almonte
Residence District:Lanark
Residence Province or Territory:Ontario
Residence Country:Canada
Relation to Head of House:Daughter
Father Birth Place:Ontario
Mother’s Name:Margaret Scoular
Mother Birth Place:Ontario
Can Speak English?:Yes
Can Speak French?:No
Can Read?:Yes
Can Write?:Yes
Months at School:B1-24
Employment Type:2 Wage Earner
Nature of Work:School B
Out of Work?:No
Duration of Unemployment:0
Duration of Unemployment (Illness):0
Municipality:Ward 3
Enumeration District:97
Sub-District:Almonte (Town)
Sub-District Number:44
Enumerator:John Lawson
District Description:Ward 3, Polling Division No. 1 – Comprising all that part of the said Third Ward north and west of a line formed by Bridge, Country and Perth streets
Neighbours:View others on page
Line Number:35
Family Number:21
Household MembersAgeRelationshipMargaret Scoular58HeadElizabeth Scoular25DaughterGella Scoular23DaughterAlexander Scoular20SonJames Scoular18Son

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Miss Ida Paul — Sarah More

Miss Ida Paul — Sarah More
(The accompanying photo was taken at the time of the marriage of Ida’s sister in 1901.)  

If you don’t know who Sarah More is– well she is an amazing historian. I tell tales — Sarah documents technical history as well as stories and I greatly admire this woman. Mississippi Mills is so lucky to have her as well as all of us.

A little story about a much-loved Appleton schoolteacher=—By Sarah More

In the 1870s, William Paul of Mountblow, Ramsay Township (1841-1930), and his wife, Sarah Shaw, moved to just outside of Appleton where they raised three boys and four girls. 

William & Sarah’s second daughter, Miss Ida Paul, graduated at the head of her class at Normal School (Teachers’ College). She taught from 1898-1932 on the site of today’s North Lanark Regional Museum in Appleton. She was always concerned for a boyfriend who never returned from WWI, as well as, her youngest brother, Charlie, who returned with shell shock and damage to his lungs.

After the death of her parents, Ida came to live with her niece’s family. Ida’s niece remembers all of Ida’s students passed their high school entrance exams. Ida’s great-niece remembers receiving help with Algebra saying, “[Ida] was very kind and always used positive words to solve a problem.” “She expected high marks and encouraged the children to reach them.”

Christmas was fun, because the children were allowed in Ida’s room to open their Christmas stockings which were made of silk and could stretch to about five feet. She used to walk down to the pond to where the children were skating and throw candy on the ice to see who could pick it up the fastest.

The children were also fascinated by her little bottles of homeopathic medicines as most families tried to cure themselves first. Ida’s age was a well-guarded secret for unknown reasons. She even refused to have her year of birth inscribed on the family gravestone. (She died in her 93rd year.) Ida was raised in a Christian home and was a member of the Carleton Place United Church. 

Thanks so much Sarah!

I added the following clippings and genealogy about Miss Paul- Linda

Name:Ida A Paul
Marital Status:Single
Birth Year:abt 1874
Birth Place:Ontario
Residence Date:1891
Residence Place:Ramsay, Lanark North, Ontario, Canada
Relation to Head:Daughter
Religion:Free Church
Can Read:Yes
Can Write:Yes
French Canadian:No
Father’s Name:William Paul
Father’s Birth Place:Ontario
Mother’s Name:Sarah Paul
Mother’s Birth Place:Ontario
Neighbours:View others on page
Household MembersAgeRelationship
William Paul50 Head
Sarah Paul45Wife
William A Paul20Son
Effie Paul19Daughter
Ida A Paul17Daughter
Annie Paul14Daughter
Jessie Paul12Daughter
Franklin I Paul9Son
Charles H Paul5Son
Enumeration District:83
1891 census
The Ottawa Journal
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
09 Feb 1898, Wed  •  Page 8
he Ottawa Journal
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
09 Jul 1896, Thu  •  Page 1

Do You Know This Man? Wave’s Inn –Lorie Paul

The Wondrous Life of Norman Paul

The Amazing Mr. Paul

Memories of Marian McVeigh Lanark

Memories of Marian McVeigh Lanark
Lorna Deachman said: That lady is Marion Mcveigh, she taught in Lanark for many a years also was the principal out there.Passed away a few years ago.

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!!!!

Donna WhyteShe taught me also I just loved her

James PaulMarion was the best!

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.

John PresleyI had her for teacher

Lynda StinsonMarion (Mrs McVeigh) was my teacher in grade 7&8.

Dwayne DobbieGreat teacher

Maxine Topping James Paul agreed.

Norma SweeneyShe taught me in grade 8 and was an incredible teacher 😊

Sandi SchonauerWonderful teacher

Anne LabelleLoved her she was my teacher and my dad’s wonderful lady

Diana RichardsonShe taught me also and I’m 63 today

Cathy Barr BrunetteShe was my favorite !

Karen HicksShe was a wonderful teacher, glad I was in her class!!

Karen LeachYes, Marion was a great teacher. She was also very kind.

Debbie NorthYes l remember Marion

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.

after the fire-The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
16 Jun 1959, Tue  •  Page 7
The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
18 Feb 1957, Mon  •  Page 9
Name:Mrs Marion McVeigh
Residence Date:1963
Residence Place:Lanark, Ontario, Canada
Street Address:Wilson W
Electoral District:Lanark
Reference Number:M-5094
The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
21 Sep 2013, Sat  •  Page 53
The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
21 Sep 2013, Sat  •  Page 53
Wanda LabelleLanark Village Community Group
March 21, 2020  · 
Eric is wondering how many people can you name from this 1959 Lanark Public school picture
Lanark Village, Ontario :
Public School, Grade One, 1946.

Teacher was Miss Shillington (not shown).
Back Row, L to R: Mary Graham, Margie Somerville, Patsy Campbell, Ruth Somerville, Ruthie Drysdale, Evie Gibson, Margaret Matthie, Sandra Bouchette.
Middle Row, L to R: Donna Christie, Victor Greer, Bev Liddle, John Storie, Lewis Blackburn, Marie Brady.
Front Row, L to R: Billy Ballentyne, Ron Jones, Bill Darou, Harold Reid.

Photo from Ruth Duncan

A Lanark Lad Goes Out West to Teach in 1915

A Lanark Lad Goes Out West to Teach in 1915


LAST JULY, 3rd, at half past eleven Winnipeg time, I sat on the steps of a one-room school fifty miles northwest Moose Jaw . While I talked with a tanned farmer, of forty-five years about Saskatchewan ‘s past and present, I watched the daylight fade over the Vermilion Hills. I saw the little shack, east of a  house at the bottom of the hill fade into the shadows.

 That little shack was the place I stayed in Western Canada , thirty-nine years ago; the school where I had pitched my tent, was my first teaching appointment on the prairie; the farmer, beside me, was one of my six, Grade One pupils. This visit was a return pilgrimage. I had been motoring from Winnipeg to the mountains when I noticed a road leading to Ernfold. Ernfold! The name brought back memories.

The summer of 1915 I had travelled West by day coach to take charge of Tuxedo School, number 3208. Passing through Brandon I had pointed to a large building on the hill. “That’s the asylum.” My companion said. “It is filled with women who have gone crazy from loneliness on the prairie.” I thought of his words as I got off the train at Ernfold and was met by a farmer, a fair haired, little Cockney with a wisp of a moustache. Leaving Ernfold we followed a trail winding past sloughs, bumping over the prairie towards the darkening hills. I heard the mournful call of coyotes but my driver paid them no heed. 

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At last we carne to Dick Cleland’s two-roomed shack. I was told that I could sleep in the kitchen until I found a boarding place. It was generous of them as Mrs. Cleland was expecting another child. The shack now lost in the night shadows was the same old shack; the boy who had peeked from behind Mrs. Cleland’s skirt that night was the farmer beside me. 

I remember I arrived early at my school the next morning, after walking two miles over a rough prairie trail. Then the school had stood at the junction of two trails. (Later moved to present site.) It was painted white, the only painted building for miles. The students hadn’t arrived but there was a welcoming committee of gophers. They popped out of their holes and looked at me in a friendly manner. Later I decided they weren’t so friendly.

The pupils and I started a garden. Our lettuce, onions, and radishes came up only to be eaten by those same gophers. The pupils waged war on them, carrying water for a quarter of a mile to drown them out of their holes; they put cord snares over their holes – but the gophers won the battle. 

After a few days I went to board at Oliver Kerr’s. It was a mile closer to the school and I had a room to myself. Today there are trees around the house, but then there wasn’t a tree for fifteen miles. I remember asking one of my pupils, who had made a trip to see the trees, how he liked them.

“Fine,” he said, “but trees don’t look like I though they would.” I asked Oliver’s father, who had come from north of Lake Superior how he liked the prairie. “It would be all right if I could only see a tree,” he said, sighing. “My eyes get tired just looking for trees.” 

To partly pay for my board, I helped Oliver with his job as secretary-treasurer for the Municipality. It seemed as if every farmer was behind in his taxes. But no wonder as there had be a crop failure in 1914. Oliver was hard working but lacked patience, and then he farmed with oxen. His language would have blistered the ears off mules, but his oxen simply chew their cuds. I stayed with him for a month; then as Mrs. Kerr was ‘expecting’ I was asked to look for another place.

I had trouble finding one where there hadn’t been a baby just born, or another one expected.  I finally moved from Kerr’s to a shack where I was to batch for the rest of the summer. It had two rooms, rough boarded, with a sod wall at the back.  It was vacant because the old man, who had lived in it, had committed suicide just before my arrival. I never saw any ghosts. The truth was that any decent ghost would have stayed away from it. Batching then, as now isn’t my forte.

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But frequent invitations to Oliver’s for a meal, and getting one meal a day at old Mr. Kerr’s for twenty-five cents, saved me from starvation. I had another bright idea. I would shoot jackrabbits, take one as a gift to a farmers’ wife, and in return I would get invited to a home-cooked meal. To get milk to drink I milked Mr. Boss’s cow and was paid in milk. They lived in a sod shack set in the side of a hill. One evening I stayed for supper. It had rained. The sod roof was overgrown with grass. Their calf, not knowing where the roof began and the hill ended, stepped onto the roof to graze. Just as we were eating cooked dried apples, the calf’s leg came through the roof, sprinkling the apples with earth. 

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I wasn’t the only student teaching summer school on the prairie. One Sunday morning I borrowed a horse and rode off to visit Isabel McDougall. She was teaching in Log Valley, about seven miles to the Northwest. We had been at Queen’s University together and I just had to see a familiar face to banish a wave of homesickness… and to talk over the problems of teaching summer schools. The trail through the hills was seldom used but I had no trouble following it in daylight. We had our visit, decided that summer schools had disadvantages because they could only be open such a few months each year; the pupils had different teachers every year, and to study in the heat was sometimes torture. Since, I’ve learned that the finest people on the prairies began their education in those lonely, little prairie schools. 

But that night it was dark before I started back to my bachelor shack. The darkness didn’t worry me. Western horses, I had been told, always knew their way home. My horse turned out to be an Ontario immigrant like myself. I let him have his head. He trotted for a bit then lagged and decided to graze. I allowed it for a few minutes then urged him on. Again he stopped. I dismounted to see if we were on the trail. We weren’t and all I could see was the dim outlines of hills that looked alike. I was lost. I might ride in a circle for miles without finding a house in this ranch land country.

I listened. There was no sound of even a coyote, but thinking of them I had an idea. I mounted my horse, and howled like a coyote … or as near as I could manage.  I listened. Far off I heard the barking of a dog. That meant a house. I rode towards the bark, stopping often to imitate a coyote, then ride on. Finally my howling and the dog’s barking led me to a house. I shouted hello and a farmer stuck his head out of an upstairs window. I told him I was lost. He grunted then turned to explain to his enquiring wife. “It’s that damn fool teacher from Tuxedo .. he’s lost.” But he gave me my directions and I finally reached my shack. 

But what about my teaching? I was pretty ignorant about teaching small children. I am not sure that I gave them a great deal. World War One was in its second year and my mind was divided. The next spring I enlisted. They were like able children and mostly eager to learn. Sam Cleland assured me that the ones who still lived there were good citizens. Perhaps that is as much as I should expect.

Finally I said goodnight to Sam and crawled into my sleeping bag. I lay there thinking about the prairie changes. Many of the people I knew had moved away. In 1915 I could stand on the top of a hill and see the sun’s rays on a score of houses; today the farms have become larger; the houses fewer but larger too. They are painted and have trees and telephones and radios. In spite of the homes being further apart there is not the same isolation: the same loneliness. Today they can get a doctor quickly .. get to town .. to church. In those days the road were trails; today there are gravel roads. The next morning, at daybreak, I was driving along one of them to a concrete highway .. away from the past, toward the future.

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