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tr-ails ),eft by John's travelling back and forth to his traps. In abowt an hour she found him. His f·e€Jt were frozen and he was beginning to get drowsy.
"What wil I do, John.? How can I :get the trap• open?" she cried in 13..n agonired voice.
But 1before he could reply sorrneone ·oame running dow.n the trail. ·Lt was Barton! John was soon freed, wra:op.ed in blankets amd was being pulled home on the sled which Banton h a d bmu~ht.
Within the next month John l<ty deathlv sick with pneumonia rn• ,the litUe stone house. On a wet, rainy dav in April he died. " P ·: = m t o n f o u n d i D 1 a n n a k n e e l i n g - beside the bed with her ,:urns '"''OllTirl h0 ·t dP'<l.d lover. He tdor! to draJW her aWJay but she woulrl
·not let go, so he left her. Some t . i : m e l::J.te~ h e c a m e b a c k a n d f,n,md her in the same posi·t·ion. l'Te t.<llked Ito her softl:v. finally ~r<l~ing her to come away.
'T.'hev buried .John ~ few days lat.er. But nianna was :not the ~""'m•e -anyrrnor~. She would not. Pl<>t. nor would she sleep. She iust. wasted away and died too, in the f.all.
The remaining three lived in the little stone house for a,bout 1tix more y>ears. Then scarlet fev- er came to the house. The l'.pedre depart·ed with two lives. }P.fl.Ving Barton a desolate. lonely old man.
He lived on im, the old place for many years after bwt he W?S r.ros!Perous no longer. He becar:!le poorer wit·h every oass- i·~. . , . " P a r u n l t i l s 0 1 m e o n e f i n a l l y had him sent to the Hou.s•e of R e fuR"e. 0:1.1e w a l l o f t h e o l d ~trne- house s. ill stands as a sad remi:,der of one of the first fa- milies to live in Mad River Mills. 'T'his story is fictitious bu.t b:1iit around true facts from the
h'::;tory of Singhampton.
Second Prize - Shirley Schell
CANADA AND THE CROWN
.'\.s we emerge into another
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view, priV!aibely, or in a discus- sion group rperhaps, just what our politica:l ~stem in Canada is. What is this "Canadian. SYIS- tem?"
Historians have inven•ted many names for it, have des- cribed :many theories for it, but thev are all decerptive. This na- tion-wide lUJnacy that inspires our form of government we can- not e:l<C:',)ain ourselves. We know only, tha't is it vitally import- ant, t.his m.01m uchtcal institu- tiC'n ])orallSe it 'represents two fundament-al for·ces in our lives: the love of our OiWil land, ~nd our r~ci<lJ memorv of o-ld la,n.ds across tJhe sea. Although geo- o-,·aohv ha.~ o~<~.ced an ocean be- t/Ween th~ t.wo hemispheres, the rn0n<1.r c r v forffill: th ~ c o m m u n i - •catin~ l i n k / a n d t h r o u g h t h a t mnnarchv the li,nik oan be- main- t:::tinerl and the ful-l circle com- :rl eted.
The auestion often .l'lrises- even among Canadians-why do we rerogimize a monarch in L.on- don when we wnu:ld not t.olerat·e one in otta.WJ'-1? Perhaps the rea- l O o n -P - a n lb P . t r a c e d t o t h e f i r m rloctrine of eonualitv ::tmong the Ca!rl'ldian ueople. So firm a doc- trine, in fa.ct. that WP. do noJt.
PVF>n tolerat·e :=t t.itled clas~. B1tt. t.hat. in-hnrn dre"m brm1oqht ,_,, our fflthers ~cross the sea years "!!'0-. rJotn<:~.nrls ::J ccmnromise. Be- yond th~ far hori7on wo focus our h<:!arts a.nld ey,es on a fantasy passed down from our .anscest- or.s. We -admire an English wo- man who is the constitutional head of our state.
A monarch who reigns but does ,not rule. A throne with no apparent power yet it contains the power of the people. It sig- nifie3 the best in us. A symbol of t•hat e~usive mYith, that is the dre;am of all Canadians.
An o.b.~erver may say we .are i d e a l i s t s Fm . d r o m , a , c , . t i c , i s t s l l l e - neath a frost.v surface. He may say that we are just a little crazy. But wha•t else? We set ou.t alone to form our government, contrary to- the lo·gic and ex-
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