FROM THE QUILL OF SISTER MARY JUDGENOT
THEATRE CRITIC AND LOVELORN COLUMNIST
The Sisters and myself at the Convent of Less Said are most excited about the new adventure of our very own Sister Mary JudgeNot, Theatre Critic and newly appointed Lovelorn Columnist. She has been selected from numerous applicants at the convent to rewrite the newspaper commentary of the late Dorothy Dix, a forerunner of the modern advice columnist, for this most distinguished Welland County history website. In her own unique style, Sister will attempt a few fashionable words after each article to illuminate the advice of Miss Dix.
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WHY are we doing this project? ..To Preserve History.
Much information is being lost, newspapers destroyed, historic buildings being torn down, bridges disappearing. The children of today need to know the history of the towns where they live. We the people are the ones who can carefully preserve this precious history for them. It is our responsibility as the older generation to leave stories, pictures and artifacts for them so that when they become older and wonder what went before, it will be available. That is what this website is about. Preserving the history of Welland for future generations.
An article from the The Welland Tribune and Telegraph, 11 July 1922, describes what we are trying to present with this website.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS: We thank the The Welland Tribune and Telegraph for their contribution.
[IMAGE AT UPPER RIGHT]: “Frances Caroline Turnbull, self-portrait“
Use the main Search box at the top of this page for your general research. When you need a narrower search, you may like to use the Search feature above to limit a search within a Family group.
- VITAL STATISTICS - The Stork, the Pale Rider and Cupid-What They Have Done [Welland Tribune, 3 January 1908] Cupid is a bit slow in Welland. The little fellow, who laughs at locksmiths and deals in hearts, has not averaged a marriage a week in ... read more
- A THRILLING ESCAPE - H.W. Macoomb’s House Has Narrow Escape From Second Destruction by Fire. Damage May be $1500 [Welland Tribune, 6 December 1907] Shortly before eight o’clock on Tuesday evening, Mrs. Macoomb, who was in the drawing room of ... read more
- SERIOUS INJURY: W.O. HOWELL SERIOUSLY INJURED - [Welland Tribune, 17 January 1908] Mr. W.O. Howell, carpenter, of Thorold township, near Fonthill, met with a very serious accident on Tuesday last. He was working for Charles McClellan on a building at Niagara Falls South, w... read more
- WELLAND GENERAL HOSPITAL - WELLAND GENERAL HOSPITAL As Necessary as it will be Attractive. [Welland Tribune, 17 January 1908] Work will be commenced on the Welland General Hospital early in March, if the weather permits. The cuts accompanying the sketc... read more
- THOROLD: Suicide of Mrs. Bernard F. Ball - COAL GAS ACCIDENT [Welland Tribune, 1 January 1908] Elizabeth, widow of late Alex Philip, and mother of Mr. W.A. Philip of this place, died at her home on Claremont street last Wednesday, aged 80 years. Mrs. Bernard Ball of T... read more
- NO BODIES FOUND IN THE TUG - Escort brought safely Into Port Dalhousie and now Lies in the Locks -She is leaking but is Very Little Damaged. (Special to The Telegraph) [Welland Telegraph, 7 January 1908] Port Colborne. Jan. 6- Everyone in town was deligh... read more
- INTRODUCING A BANK MANAGER - [Welland Telegraph, 7 January 1908] We are pleased to introduce to Welland G.S. Moore, the newly appointed manager of the Royal Bank in Welland, and we feel we can do this best by reprinting a despatch to the Halifax Chronicl... read more
- BUSINESS CHANGE - [Welland Telegraph, 7 January 1908] The coal and lumber business on North Main Street, carried on by the late W.H. Crow for many years, has been purchased by Samuel Lambert of Thorold, formerly of Welland.read more
- BANK OF NOVA SCOTIA OPENED ON SATURDAY - [Welland Telegraph, 7 January 1908] The Welland Branch of the Bank of Nova Scotia opened its doors for business on Saturday morning. Visitors were very much pleased with the handsome offices of the bank. The work was designed... read more
- NEW THEATRE FOR WELLAND - [Welland Telegraph, 7 January 1908] A project is on foot to provide Welland with a new theatre, commodious, modern and up-to-date in every particular. The site selected in on the corner of Cross and Division Streets, with ent... read more
- WILLIAM F. SWARTZ- MARGARET WALLACE CARL - [Welland Tribune, 3 January 1908] In the presence of a few immediate friends, on New Year’s afternoon, and at the residence of Mr. Joseph Carl, Crowland, Miss Margaret Wallace Carl was wedded to William F. Swartz of Welland... read more
- JOSEPH REICKARD - JOS. REICKARD OF AMIGARI FOUND DEAD [Welland Tribune, 3 January 1908] Joseph Reickard, a resident of Amigari, was found dead on the commons east of the village at a distance of about an eighth of a mile and within sight of hi... read more
- FISHING TIME - I hear the music of the crow In yonder swinging pine, The melody is somewhat crude. But still Spring’s welcome sign; The fat and perky robin sings From early morn till night; The blackbird in the willow pours A song of rare... read more
- SUMMER - Welcome again thou glorious season, Quick following Spring’s decay, With breezes light and flowers so bright, To cheer us on our way. You spread your beauties all around, The Earth, the Air, the Seas, The birds sweet song, ... read more
- A SPRING REVERIE - The bumble bees are buzzin’ all around the dandelion, And the blackbirds through the sky blue are here and there a-flyin’; The grass is growin’ fresh and green and the lilacs peekin’ out, And the smell of Spring is in... read more
- DREAM DAYS - June days are dream days, Blue skies all aglow; Song-birds are crooning mysterious lays, Romanies come and go. June days are dream days, All of the muses know; Sunbeams are dancing with shimmering rays, Wherever streamlets fl... read more
- CHARLES ADAMS-LOTTIE SHERK - [Welland Tribune, 3 January 1908] Another very happy event took place at the beautiful residence of Mr. and Mrs. Benjamin Sherk of Humberstone, on Christmas day, when friends and relatives to about sixty in number assembled t... read more
- DOROTHY DIX: Shall Divorced Couple Who Still Love Remarry? - [The Welland-Port Colborne Evening Tribune, 6 October 1931] DEAR MISS DIX- I am a young divorcee, 22 years old, still deeply in love with the young man I married. Being an only child my parents think too much of me and I was ... read more
- DOROTHY DIX: Does Every Wife’s Love for her Husband Eventually Turn to Hate? - [The Welland-Port Colborne Evening Tribune, 6 October 1931] DEAR DOROTHY DIX- If a woman loves a man, is she just bound to hate him some day as much as she once loved him? My mother loved my father very devotedly for years, b... read more
- THE LURE OF SPRING - When the Sun is winking early In the gray dawn of the East; And shines all day in his sleepy way, His warming rays increased; When the musk-rat haunts the marshes All along the silver stream, And the black-bird’s glee, ring... read more
[May 4, 2015] We just added some pictures of Murals. Enjoy!
Written and photographed by S.
In the 1990s I took a stroll downtown Welland, with my camera. I photographed the lovely murals. Colourful scenes depicting historical moments.
The project was started in 1986, by the city of Welland, to beautify the city of Welland. They commissioned artists from across Canada to paint murals on the side of buildings.
The murals at one time were a great tourist attraction.
Welland’s murals hold many memories for the people of Welland.
Unfortunately, many of these murals are in disrepair and some have disappeared. There was no plan in place to maintain these murals resulting in their demise.
||It has been a wonderful year working on the special old articles we so enjoy gifting to our historically minded friends. We sincerely hope that this work will be available to the children of the future that will share our interest in the stories of the past. As Santa proclaims in this 1931 photo, “These Are My Jewels!”
A Pair of Convict’s Trousers and a Live Turkey
[The following is the last article which Mr. Field wrote for publication]
[People’s Press, 27 December 1898]
During the entire period of my connection with The Chicago News it was the benevolent custom of the proprietors of that paper to give a turkey to all their married employees at Christmas time. When the Christmas season came one year, I found that turkeys had palled upon me, and I thought I would rather have a pair of pants. I therefore sent a polite little note to Editor-in-Chief Stone, saying that if it was all the same to him I would take a pair of pants instead of a turkey for a Christmas gift, as my soul felt no longing for a turkey, but sighed for pants.
Now, Editor Stone was a bit of a joker in his way, and, liking the modest tone of my petition, he obtained from the warden of the penitentiary at Joliet a pair of striped pants such as are worn by the convicts in that institution. On Christmas eve the package containing them was sent to me with the best Christmas wishes of the concern, just as the turkey had always been. Editor Stone and the entire writing and business force, whom he had taken into his confidence, thought they had played a splendid practical joke. I turned the laugh on them, however, by donning the pants the next morning and wearing them constantly every day for a week, expressing my gratitude for them, and telling everybody about the office that I never had a pair I liked so well and that thenceforward I would wear no other kind.
When the next Christmas came I again addressed a polite little note to editor Stone, stating that I did not care for the mere corpse of a turkey, but preferred to have one animated by a soul, or in other words a live one, in order that I might keep it in my yard for a pet. On Christmas eve I was sitting at my desk when suddenly I heard what the classics call “a strong noise” above my head, and down came a bouncing big turkey over the partition dividing the editorial rooms. The bird gave abundant evidence that he was strongly endowed with life, and there could be no question that my desires had been gratified, and that I was at last the proud possessor of a live turkey. I did not want him in my room just then, so with great presence of mind I leaped upon my desk and “shooed” the bird out of my room. He went flapping, jumping, gobbling all through the editorial and reportorial rooms, knocking down ink-bottles, scattering and destroying copy, overturning and breaking the shades on the drop lights, and doing many dollars’ worth of damage. At length, after a long and exciting chase, the entire editorial and reportorial force, with the single exception of myself, succeeded in capturing the bird. Thus I once more secured the laugh on my associates, and after that no further attention was paid to my petitions at Christmas time.
2 September 1850-4 November 1895
How She Kept a Contract Made For Her by Her Father
By F.A. Mitchel
Copyright 1910 by American Press Association
[Welland Tribune, 16 February 1911]
Dorinda Childs and I were born the same day. My father and my uncle, Dorinda’s father, made an agreement that we two children should marry on our twenty-first birthday-that is-if such a result could be brought about. When we came of age my father had been dead ten years. A few months before I came to my majority I received a letter from my uncle informing me of the agreement made twenty one years before. We lived a thousand miles apart, and I had never seen either him or his daughter.
I am of rather a romantic disposition, and the idea of this marriage was fascinating to me. I wrote my uncle that I would be pleased to make the acquaintance of the young lady to whom I had been pledged and would as soon as convenient go to pay them a visit. Meanwhile I would like a photograph of Dorinda. My uncle replied that he had told her to send me the likeness, and it arrived soon after his letter, inclosed with a very few words which did not refer to the contract, but the writer asked for my photograph which I sent her.
I was delighted with Dorinda’s picture. She looked out of a pair of tender eyes at me, either blue or gray, while in the expression there was indication of character. I found myself looking at the picture a dozen times during the day I received it, went to sleep with under my pillow and dreamed of the original all night. I spent several days framing a letter of thanks.
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Successful Closing Exercises of the Public Kindergarten
“The Kindergarten Children invite you to their Closing on
Tuesday, December the twenty-second at 10 o’clock, 1903.”
[Welland Tribune, 25 December 1903]
Neat little dimity cards with the foregoing and a miniature drawing of an Xmas stocking filled with presents, were the invitations received by the children’s parents and a few friends.
The kindergarten being now a branch of our public educational system, there was more interest than usual taken in the Christmas closing, and it was truly a delighted audience which gathered at the Central school on Tuesday morning to see the little tots go through the different exercises and drills, the result of the term’s training. The visitors were warmly greeted by Miss Mackie and her assistant, Miss Willson, and seated in the kindergarten room.
The kindergarten children present numbered 24, and were grouped together at two long tables at the front. On the blackboards were many beautiful and artistic colored illustrations by Miss Mackie. An Xmas tree covered with presents by the children was in one corner.
Shortly after the appointed hour the proceedings opened with a beautiful prayer by the children. Then they sang many songs all of which were descriptive of some occupation or fact, and were asked questions concerning each song, which they answered promptly and correctly. Each song was accompanied by representative motions. Singing is one of the best methods of impressing a thought on a child’s mind. The Christmas hymns taught the children about the birth of Christ, and his mission to earth. The “Good Morning” song was a very pretty one, and told of the opening of the day and the rising of the sun. Then came several songs of the approaching winter and signs thereof, such as the blackbird’s flight, etc. The appearance of Jack Frost brought out the need of warm woolen clothing. From what animal the wool is obtained, and who kept the sheep, and where and how they were kept, were among the questions asked and correctly answered. Several songs all closely connected, told of the transformation of the grain to bread. The farmer’s work in preparing the soil was first taken up, then the sowing of the seed, the growth of the grain, the harvest, the grist mill and its propelling power, the flour, and then the baker and his products. The song about Santa Claus, describing his person, occupation and manner of distributing presents, was entered into heartily by the pupils, who fairly shouted for joy. Several Christmas songs, including one about the presents the children had made throughout the term, were next sung after which the presents were taken off the tree and given to the pupils who gave them to their parents. They were neat little sachets and napkin rings and really showed wonderful skill considering the age of the pupils making them.
Marches and drills were next in order, all of which was extremely interesting to the spectators, and in which the children excelled and took great delight. Sewing cards were then distributed with outlines on them, which were traced out by the children with needle and thread.
The children were then asked what game they would like to play, and chose the ball game without hesitation. This consisted of trying to roll the ball so that they would stop in a ring in the centre of the room. Each successful effort was applauded by the children. They were then asked to pick out among the various colored balls the two colors that went best together, then to arrange them so that the colors blended, forming a rainbow. These developed the color test and taste. A test for the hearing was that one child was blindfolded, when another spoke, the former to recognize the voice. Another test was, one child was blindfolded and another left the room and the former being unmasked was to speak the name of the missing one. The art of deportment was taught in the dancing game and it was really surprising to see how well the little ones acted their parts. Other games which developed both body and mind were played but which we have not space to describe it.
A “Good Bye” song by the children closed one of the most interesting and pleasing events ever transpiring in Welland, and those who were present are now stronger than ever of the opinion that the Kindergarten under the able management of Miss Mackie, is a splendid institution for the town.
We’ve collected some wonderful Christmas postcards. Click HERE.