“William McLeod of Calgary is the proud owner of a little white cat which lays claim to the marathon hike title for felines.” “The Pioneer,” 16 February 1924.
“When the McLeod family moved from Calgary to Port Arthur, Ontario in July 1922, the minor members insisted on taking ‘Snowball,’ their little white kitty, along. Accordingly, the cat was shipped to Port Arthur. Mr. McLeod took the cat to the house they expected to occupy but which at the time was still occupied by the retiring tenants. The cat, however, in its new surroundings was wont to be wild, and as a result was shut up in the cellar, but in some unaccountable manner escaped from its banishment and disappeared.”

“Many of the early settlers in our province gathered oyster shells at low tide from some of the many extensive deposits that occur in the bays and rivers throughout ‘the Island.’ They burned these shells to secure the quick lime, required in making the mortar, which they used in building their chimneys and fire places, and for plastering their houses. They also observed that where these shells were burned the vegetation in the years following was much more vigorous, this was particularly true of clover, cereal grains and some vegetables.” “The Guardian,”11 February 1956.

Dorothy Dix was the ‘Dear Abby’ of the 1930’s. Thousands faithfully read her column in search of answers to the everyday mysteries of life...it is interesting to discover that somehow the mysteries of yesterday continue to remain... “What is love?” by Dorothy Dix, ‘The Guardian,’ 5 August 1935.
“Love is the strongest thing in the world–and the most fragile. It will endure starvation, neglect, poverty and die for as little a thing as bad table manners. No one knows how it comes or whence it goes. It is an unguessed riddle.”

“It’s midwinter in Canada and time for the sportsman to laze around a fire, leaf through fishing tackle catalogues and dream of sun-splashed lakes and rivers. Unless, that is, he/she happens to be one of the very special breed–thick of blood and long on patience–for whom zero weather signals that it’s time for insulated boots, the ice chisel and the smelt shack.”

Fred Chafe,
“The Guardian,”
3 January 1956.

“Twenty-three of 26 fishermen who escaped from the flaming Gloucester schooner ‘Ellen T. Marshal’ were safe in Nova Scotia ports tonight after battling their way in heavy seas to safety; three others however were overcome after taking to dories in bitter frost from the burning ship.” Yarmouth, N.S. “The Patriot,” 18 December 1933.
“For a time we thought it was all up with us,” said Harry Reynolds when he and three dory mates were brought in by the RCMP cutter ‘Ellsworth.’ Reynolds, John Clements, Kohn Muise and Basil Mulloch, all of Boston, were the last of the ill-fated schooner’s crew to reach land. Here they learned that three of the crew had been drowned and the remaining twenty-three had been rescued in the roaring surf near Seal Island, N.S.
Victims of Tragedy

“In my day,” James recounted yesterday to the children, “youngsters put away their sleds and toys on Saturday evening...their skates too. Why when I was a lad, folks wouldn’t even think of reading a newspaper on a Sunday. The Sabbath was a well kept holy day.” “The Guardian,” 19 June 1953, “Ellen’s Diary.”
“Well, what could you do?” “Oh, we went to church and then when we returned home we learned our Golden Texts and our Catechism or just sat about. We didn’t dare play a game–games were for week days.”

“Have you ever wondered how the word ‘sourdough’ came to be applied to the men of the Yukon? Leavening was unknown in the Yukon and much ingenuity was shown by the miners in concocting yeast from a mixture of flour and water that was allowed to go sour. Thus as the famous gold field grew, the name ‘sourdough’ was tacked on to the veterans who had learned not only to make Yukon bread but the hundred and one tricks of survival on the fringe of the Arctic Circle.” F. H. MacArthur, “The Guardian,” 22 January 1953.

 “Interesting reminiscences of early railroad days in Prince Edward Island and Cape Breton were recalled at Sydney, N. S. by retired engineer Mr. A. E Prowse, a pioneer of early railroading.” “The Patriot,” 5 January 1933

“On 13 June 1930, news that the Lunenburg, N.S. schooner ‘Bluenose,’ champion racer of the North Atlantic fishing fleet, which went ashore last night at Point Roche, Newfoundland, will probably be a total loss if further assistance is not secured quickly.” “Patriot,” 14 June 1930.

Greeting the dawn of a crisp, sparkling, sun shiny Christmas Day, Prince Edward Islanders may possibly pause to wonder just what sort of weather other countries are enjoying. A writer familiar with climates the world over tells us the following...” “The Pioneer,” 24 December 1927.
“The coldest Christmas weather in the world occurs in the country which is desperately in need of Christmas cheer now (1927) at Verhoyansk in Siberia, Russia. Christmas morning there is liable to arrive with the thermometer 75 degrees below zero, and this extreme weather may continue for days.”