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October 17, 1912

     The McKenzie Glover Company have engaged the Oddfellow's Hall for the night of October 28th.  They intend giving a programme of English, Irish and Scottish gems of song, sketches, comedy and drama.  This will be the first appearance of Mr. and Mrs. McKenzie before a Cochrane audience, we hope, and have every reason to believe, that their entertainment will be of a character that will deserve the support of the town for a series through the winter months.

     Three young men went out from Cochrane on Friday on a chicken shooting expedition.  One of them is rather a good shot, but he is very nasty and sarcastic about the shooting efficiency of the other two, not without reason either for he has seen them miss the side of a barn at six paces.  Realizing the danger he ran this tactful young man served his companions with blank cartridge.  They didn't know the difference, and they shot just as many chicken as they would if they had been given full cartridge, besides, they had their fun without danger to others.  "Chickens so wild, we couldn't get near them, we shot several, but they got away," they explained. 

     A noted Cochrane humorist had an amusing experience on Sunday last.  He left Cochrane just before sundown, and wended his way homeward across the Big Hill Creek.  As he was walking he felt he would be perfectly safe in cutting corners.  Losing the trail his bump of locality was not sufficiently developed to tell him whether he was going north, south, east or west.  He wandered around for some hours in an outfield.  He shouted "Man lost" until he was dry, but the only response was the wail of a coyote.  "| guess I must be twenty miles from home," sighed the poor man.  "I'll sleep in those oat sheaves and hire a rig in the morning.  The neighing of a horse awoke him at sunrise, and looking around he found he had slept near his own stable door.

     Evidently we are not going to have any winter, but jump from the summer of 1912 into the spring of 1913.  Buttercups have been seen in Big Hill Creek valley.  We believe that story, but we are loth to give credence to the yarn of the man who said he was surrounded with blue snakes whilst walking by the same creek.

     Last week we were privileged with a chat with a man who for the past few weeks has been in this neighbourhood taking stock of the district's possibilities.  He claims that not only is the country rich in coal and clay deposits, but coal oil as well.  He is satisfied that porcelain clay is to be found in the district, and in order to assist in the discovery of this valuable product we will be pleased to have any specimens of clay assayed by an expert, fee of charge.

     Another public benefactor who deserves the freedom of the city is E. C. Johnson, who has put up a very powerful light in front of his store.  The astronomer at the Banff Observatory is tickled to death, he thinks he has discovered a new star.  We hear the Irvine Brodie, who had charge of the erection of that light has been given the contract for searchlights for the Canadian Navy.

     Well done, boy scouts.  On Friday evening last a fire started up north of the town,which, but for promptitude of Cochrane boys, would have been serious.  Billy and Jack Pitter were the first on the scene, quickly followed by Alfred McNamee, Charlie Flack and Sid Pitter.  Between them they put the fire out.

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