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~The Cassiar Community Club Committee |The newlywed was proud of her first

solicits applications for the posi-
tion of Club Supervisor. Duties will
be to oversee all club activities
and facilities under the direction
of the Club Board of Directors.
Salary - open. Applications are to
be submitted to Mr. A. Borsato, Pres
ident, Cassiar Community Club, and
should be in the hands of the Presi-
dent before July 31, 1965. Consult
any of the Club pirectors for furthe
details.

J. He Thornicroft,
Sec. Treas. C.C. C.

VISITORS

. Koehle - Abart Engineering,
Toronto

Bolka - Firestone Tire, Calgary

Hollowaty - " " Edmonton

McLeod - Ins. Underwriter As8'‘'n.
. Kelly - Permasteal

B. Alexander - C. I. R.

. A. Wilson - Int. Harvester

all of Vancouver

Armstrong - Edmonton Journal

THANK YOU

Mrs. Pat Bourque would like
her Sunday School Class for their
thoughtfulness and lovely gift pre-

struction, Vancouver, and his crew |
are back in camp.
Slated will be the extension to the
Snack Bar; extension to the Curling
| club Lounge and a paint job on 20.
} ateff homes. .

Al Garrett, Foreman of Humphrey Con-

Among the projects/ plained, "Now dear, these are the

.}‘but where are-the jiffies?”  _.

meal. It started with a doughy ms3s
about two feet long. Hubby gulped
and asked, "what's that?

*, pie, darling,“ she answered.

ta bit long, isn’t it?"

"rong? Of course, it's long, dearest
"Tt's rhubarb."

The boss was feared by his staff for
the caustic memos he wrote. One day,
one of his assistants discovered to
his horror that he'd given the exeou
tive a set of wrong figures. Fear-
fully he wrote to his boss: i
"Tn answer to your memo of tomorrow.

A reporter was interviewing an old
codger who was celebrating his 100th
birthday. "What are you most proud
ofe" he asked.
"well," said the man, "I've lived
100 years and haven't an enemy in
the world."
"what a beautiful thought. How truly
inspirational,” commented the re-
porter.

"Yep," added the centenarian,
lived every last one of themt"

iA traveler from the big city walked
iinto a general store in a small
crossroads town. "FT don't suppose

youtd have anything in the shape of
an automobile tire, would you?”
"Yep," drawled the storekeeper,
"doughnuts, rubber bands, funeral
}wreaths, and life savers.”

First Boy: "Pop bougnt me in the
department store.”

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zo thankiSecond Boy: "My folks got me from

the doctor's office."
Little girl (shyly): "My folks were |
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sented to her before leaving Cassiaritoo poor, so I was home made."

Fond papa was trying to teach his
little girl how to read time. Point-
ing to his big-faced watch, he ex-

hours....these are the minutes...ancd:

these are the seconds." | |
"Yes, pop," said the little girl,