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By EMIL? MOORE 'I attended anniversary service at Doxsee Church, one of the small rural churches where ser- vices are still held. After listening to the numbers by the allâ€"girl choir, a solo by Miss Anne Doxsee with .. Mrs. Lois Brooks at the piano: there was an inspiring message by Rev. Mr. Stobbart who spoke on the mir» acle of Elisha: making the axe to swim. “As the iron did swim, ,or the iron did float" (2 Kings 6: L7). It turned my thoughts back to anniversaries of yesteryears, as I noted that the pianist and choir ‘were third and four generations of the organist and choir of other ,days. What a wonderful heritage they left us â€" may we guard it well. -towards the leafless trees of the the preacher of those days, in.a and seated on the plush-covered wind-up stool. Miss Susan Doxsee playing the organ by lampelight. Miss Margaret‘Mhsgrove taught in the Sunday School. There we learned Bible verses, hymns'and sacred songs, “the love of God and right from wrong”. In those days, in a spring wagâ€" on, or by team and sleigh, by lan- tern light, whole families went to ‘that little church to meeting on ‘- Sunday nights. ' “And under the long wooden ,shed the horses stood while we finial. for Worship near Big Swamp w Dd". “ ,. y reverie was suddenly inter» mpted by the sirens of two fire en», gines. with numerous cars follow- ing, coming down theuhighway. So dry, Oh. where is the fire? Soon the telephone is ringing. A fire is burning out of control on Doolit» tle's Island, could the men home and help? On arrival the fire was found to be in the Swamp Wood itself. This incident brings to mind another fire on this island in the mid 1920's. The island farm was then owned by my lather-4 the late W. A. Broadbrldge. This fire t‘oo happened on a Sunday. As these lines from a poem about it speak for themselves. Sitting. along with my memories, from my eyes I wipe a tear. For that little home it is no more, that home I once held dear. For while all were awn: at ment- lng. one summer ‘ undoy af- thrown. Something happened to fill our mom with gloom; , A mgt‘ahtby earel’ess berry' e‘rs dropped; Memories. of Doxsees' | As I sit in a chair by the win- dow on this Sabbath day, looking Big Swamp across the way, I see . little brick church on the corner, ‘ I Fire! spread o‘er half the farm before it was stopped. Then into a field of new mown hay, soon house and barn had ' fallen prey. , A heap of ashes and blackened space, was all that was left of that dear old place. So all that is left of that home to me , ls just a beautiful memory. of a Dad and Mother kind and good, , . In that pioneer home in Swamp Wood". The recent service was well at tended from Demorestville, North- port and Bethesda, but still room for'more.‘ . Asl write, the men have Just returned from the fire to say lie: was in the swamp of Roy Brooks and my own home farm that butts the island from Ben Gill St. “Big OLD TIME REM EDI_ES I, {Remember grandmother's. Spring L tonic ‘â€" sulphur and molasses? My mother called .it “brims'tone and macle’k The rtiweaclc was an Engâ€" 1 11-541 product. I believe, made tmm honey. Iii‘emember the tin had a lion's head on it with bees swarm- ,ing around. as its trademark. It I was called Lyon‘s Treacle. ‘ Whenewer I saw it. I would think of the riddle asked the Philistines almer finding a swarm 01' bees and honey in the-carcass of a lion he had slain. The riddle is found in the 14th chapter of Judges. ed Peruvian bark and 'Burdmk Blood Bittens, bought at the chem- ists _. remember. {how bitter it was. Catnip tea Vfor the nerves and a Sleeping potion. Catnip was gathâ€" ered in the young stage before it blosgomed‘. tied in bunches and ‘ hung up to dry- , mamarac gum, for sore throat. was a product of ,lhe Tamanac tree of which there were some in father's swamp. ’Dhe gum formed on .mhe thee, wherever a branch was 'broken. One needed strong jaws and- teeth to chew this. as it was quite coarse till you had chewâ€" ed it awhile. 0f reddish colour, it- had a pleasant taste ‘all Iits own. Slippery eILm bark for a l-axa.~ Live (slippery describes it pen 1 fecfly). ’l‘he slippery stuff just 51in- .9436. all around Iin'youvr mouth as 1 you med 130 chew ‘1‘1’..II was sick to . my ‘mlm-imy' every time I holed it: squares of camphm' hung on. a 15mg around the neck. This as we breamlwd‘ ’ahe oamiphor ‘omiell from me heat of our Ibo-dies, helped to prevent colds. Mother always placâ€" 'ed the cmlpthor in a little ootton ' bag and sewed ibinside our dress or the boy‘s shirt. She said it ‘was not safe to hang ‘ZU‘lUUIllld our necks ‘ .011 la ‘gtflng' ‘ I And skunk oil the “fit thing [or ‘ a baby with pneumonia, Old Magâ€" ‘ i ie, our Indian neighbour, told mo law. when my‘ youngest broth/er thad pneumonia in Martin 1914. Re‘ {memberi'flg an experience with skunk perfume we thought: Oh 110! Me bring some for \baby, she says. coming back in a little while with I a small bottle of oil as clear as crystal and no odotm- whatever, Ell/I0 By MRS. EMILY MOORE RI E 5 found it much better than goose: grease, and alter two or three tim» ‘ es US‘ll’bg,'SUl7teI' for baby's skin. The cattle too had their tonic during the months of February and March. Dad bought a. product sold fill years ago by Hogg and Lylle‘s in la 25 lb. or smaller package cal led Royal Purple stock tonic. Cows. horses, pigsI got‘mheii‘ week ly nation. A desseot or tablespoon- ful mixed Into equal'parts of oats, corn. 'bnan, a portion of salt, and a little molasses added. The molas sves also bought at IHogg and Lyhl»! e’s. by the quart one/mall Ibamel, (Hogg and ILytle's them being‘ in! the building now Master Feeds-M When the treacle was in short slum ply then molasses was mixed with the Ibr-i‘mstone. We kids (ti n'It like molasses», .iIt lWaS too thick and tasted bri‘tter. ' . We had no telephone in (those days and the doctor had to visit his, patients :by horse and buggyj or sleigh. If a child 'woke in th ‘ night choking with cmwp, a moth er Iliad to be nurse and often ac quickly. Oneâ€"remedy Mum used. was a small ball made fro, ‘ vase-l line on butter rolled in a'- little white sugar and small portion of camphor oil, whidh wei sucked down and usually this lbroug‘ht re- lief. But how we hated to take these crouo Ibulls. manning Mame W the 011,. ,ern