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eee en ae oS Gay ee ® Page 2 'CASTOR COMMENT | Courageous Cure In spite of two obvious difficulties with Allan MacEachen's Budget, the fiscal policies outlined are courageous, necessary and maybe effective. The difficulties are, first, that the Budget is oriented and constained by the problem of the $14 billion dollar deficit; and, secondly, that the cure is being administered by the same people who incur- red that deficit, the highest in our peacetime history. What is happening in the Budget is that the oil companies are being asked to pony up for a deficit created by Liberal Government policies under the Trudeau administration. Naturally, they don't like 5 Be However, there is an element of poetic justice in a situation which is essentially a battle between the Eastern banks and the Western oil companies for control of the Canadian economy. The Budget comes down on the side of the Eastern banks, in large part because the oil companies are American- owned or multi-nationals, while the banks are own- ed by Canadians. The Minister of Finance was courageous in his decision to go after the oil companies. These com- panies, mostly foreign-owned, except for a few small Canadian exploration companies, have had a field day since the OPEC increases. Their. profits have doubled and tripled and quadrupled -- and to say, as they have been saying, that the relatively modest taxes imposed by MacEachen on natural gas exports will destroy incentives is simply to shed crocodile tears. That posturing is beyond belief. Absentee owners The farmers of Ontario are getting hot under the collar about the recent increase in the sales of farm land to absentee foreign investors. Therefore the Ontario Federation of Agriculture is demanding that. the provincial government put an immediate freeze on such sales. And they are right. After all, it's one thing to buy land.and settle on it, and quite another to pur- chase land only as a hedge against inflation or for © speculation. If farms are left uninhabited, the en- tire rural community suffers. Membership in chur- ches drops and schools show a decline in enrol- ment. Eventually the small towns begin to disap- pear. : On the other hand, immigrant farmers have been well-received in the Russell area. Several Swiss farmers have settled there and have made a substantial contribution to the economic and social well-being of the community. : 3 a Changing times Times, they are a-changin'. Well, as far as Halloween in the Castor area goes anyway. Cassellman OPP report that it was so quiet Oct. 31, it was hard to believe it was really Halloween. A few small fires were set in bags of leaves but that was about the extent of the potentially-dangerous pranks. What a change! After years of fires, roadblocks, and damage to property, of Halloween when law-abiding citizens were afraid to venture into the streets, we seem to have turned the corner into more peaceful times. Finally. CASTOR REVIEW "One Canada" Box 359, Russell, Ontario Editor: Tom Van Dusen, Submissions preferably typed, Associate: Mark Van Dusen, double-spaced are welcoméd, Sports: Jack McLaren, Editor, publishable at the discretion of the 445-2131; Gary Ris, Columnist editor. 445-2069. Published by Castor News: Suzanne Schroeter, Publishing, Russell, Ontario. 445-5709, President: Thomas W. Van Dusen. he Subscription rate: $3.50 a year; Advertising: Theresa Griffith $4.50, out-of-country. at 445-2820. Subscriptions: Freddi Rodier, «Photographs: Suzanne Veh. Printed by Performance Print- ing, Smiths Falls. [feeling of accomplishent. It was succulent, tasty, juicy, containing 445-2805. Bookkeeper: Joan Van Dusen, NEXT DEADLINE 445-2080. Py Coming events: Jude McGann DEC. 1 _ 445-3108. NEXT ISSUE DEC; 13 Second Class Mail Registration STAFF MEETING No. 4218 ISSN 0707 -- 4956 NOV. 13: Moylan | THOLGHT } FOUR 2 ve BEFORE SS ae Se WE = LOCET \ es Beaver Bob : Clucking about chicken pie What gentle visions are conjured up in the mind at the mention of| Chicken Pot Pie. Many people are unable to wax rhapsodical about! Chicken Pot Pie; or, to put it another way, many people cannot whip emselves into a frenzy thinking about Chicken Pot Pie. Even oe Chicken Pot Pie leaves them cold. The effect of cold Chicken Pot Pi had better not be imagined. Chicken Pot Pie immediately brings the memory of the old Uwant unch, named as a result of the same thought processes that name otel the U-Nap, or a cottage Bide-a-Wee, or Dew Drop Inn. I am con4 inced that thére is a place reserved in the deep and fierier recesses of eternity for such crassness and it is not called Dew Drop Inn, The old Uwanta was one of the imperishable fixtures of Ottawa's| igourmet circuit in the days of the Star Cafe and Bowle's lunch; that is, before and just after the war: What destroyed all such places was that an entire generation rose up a ay See land went overseas and discovered other nations had ways of preparin food so that it could actually be eaten with enjoyment and not as punishment inflicted by angry gods. Things were never the same again, _ The old Uwanta was on Bank just off Queen, almost directly acros from that much lamented and vanished monument to art and culture, places, having about them something of the agelessness of the pyramids, would one day disappear would have given rise to a blank stare of in4 credulity, as though one were to suggest today that the Skyline or the Inn of the Provinces would one day succumb to the wrecker's ball. -~On acold winter day, the Uwanta was a haven, beckoning and beam- ding, a pale saffron light coming through its frosted front window, as ond battled the icy winds of Bank street; winds which, in the forties were great deal colder and more merciless than they are today. The Uwanta at noon was crowded with overcoated and fedora-hatte figures struggling for a place at the counter where an elderly, weasene individual in a white apron and white hat bellowed incomprehensibl orders through a hole in the wall. While waiting, one could feast one' eye if not one's belly, on an impressive array of pies of every variety each one sliced into eight mathematically equal pieces by the celebrate | Dinny, using only a kitchen knife, no calculators or mechanical device of any kind. The man was a genius, a veritable Galileo.. The Uwanta had a number of specialties, most of them in- distinguishable from one another. One with some claim to reliability was Boston Cream Pie, which may have come all the way from Boston; another was Chicken Pot Pie. And this was really a specialty, because Chicken Pot Pie at the Uwanta was in a class by itself. First, it came ina brown, oblong-shaped earthenware bowl. It had a crust. You picked up the container, holding it with your napkin, so as not to burn your hands because it was hot. Then you eased it onto your plate, with an immense pieces of actual chicken, real crust, potato and three green peas. Never Nnore and never less than three. That was a meal. e For Christmas Giving Don't forget "Poets of the Castor" -- an ideal gift. Poems by your friends and neighbours, local scenes sketched by Shirley Van Dusen, published by Castor Publishing. For your copy of "Poets of the Caster" send $2.50 (postage and handling included) to: The Castor Review Box 359 Russell, Ont. KOA 3B0 Name Address City & Prov. Postal Code. No. of copies Amount enclosed. the Capital Theatre. In the thirties and forties to suggest that such, " an a fhe SPER Correspondence Editor, Castor Review On Sunday, Sept. 29, I attemp- ted to dispose of some ac- cumulated basement garbage at the Russell dump. I was turned away (along with several others) as I am not a resident of Russell Township. The sheriff at the gate even checked licences to make sure no one would attempt to life. Even our offers to pay to dump the load were turned down. [ live near Vars and have since discovered I should have gone to the Ottawa dump past Bells Cor- ners, but felt then, that Russell was closer and garbage is garbage, no matter which dump you use. Russell must be a very wealthy township to have a paid guard at its dump. I was able to find, another privately owned disposal area, but I wonder where the other four vehicles put their garbage that day, possibly the nearest ditch? Yours truly, Heather Gardner Editor, Castor Review Enclosed is my subscription for another year. We enjoy receiving the Castor Review from month to month and though there have been many changes.since I was a boy in Russell there is still a lot of news of interest to my wife -- the former Beulah Shelp --. and myself. My parents lived in~ Russell from. September . 1933-October 1958 when my father, the late Dr. Thomas McNaught, was minister of St. Andrews-St. Pauls United Church. Beulah grew up in North Russell and was married to my brother, James, until his death in 1974. Then in 1978 she married me and since then we have been living in Scarborough. Recently we completed a most interesting and enjoyable tour of Europe where we attended the Passion Play at Oberammergau. I am enclosing a '"'little write-up"' that you might wish to include in the Review. (See P. 8 ) Finally let me thank you again for a very interesting and newsy paper which I hope we can enjoy for years to come. Yours truly, Rev. Robert J. McNaught, Scarborough Editor, Castor Review Beaver Bob's column in the August 16th issue of the Review -was, as usual, a thoughtful and a provocative piece -- one that touched a chord within me as I'm sure it did within hundreds of his regular readers. The subject of the govern- . ment's littering the parks and the roadsides of our National Capital is one that hasn't received the at- tention of the national press that it so clearly deserves. As a Canadian living here on the west coast, (given the current cost of domestic air fare), I can af- ford to visit my capital city only en route to or from some overseas destination. Such an opportunity occurred this past summer, and I was -- needless to say -- distress- ed to observe the cavalier fashion in which our federal government has seen fit to leave (as Beaver Bob so aptly describes them) "ungainly chunks of old iron, pieces of obsolete machinery and various lengths of piping and wires'? lying here and there around the heretofore lovely land- scape. This arrant carelessness cannot be left unchecked. Bravo to the Castor Review -- and of course to B.B. -- for your courageous stand! Gratefully, J.E. Wright (faithful reader) oo, .Wietgria, B.C. bc qte +, itineta 4 ' .. BADE A PRL FTE ERA L YE Pits LEA PBA IEEE FEN GE ERR, a Rossi FEZ ELD EVP GS PPO GS CE MAA DIM PE ALLS PERRO EB,