The following morning, November 9th,
1879, I left Emerson for London, Ontario. Arriving
in London I repaired to the home of Mr. and Mrs. Johnson,
the parents of Mrs. Thomas Hooper, whom I rescued from
drowning in the Red River, and was invited to make
my home with them while in London. I was also
invited to visit the Sunday School, Pall Mall Church,
in which Mrs. Hooper had been a teacher, and tell them
how Mrs. Hooper fell into the river and how I saved
her from drowning. I received a hearty vote of
thanks, and all were delighted that their dear teacher
was well and happy.
The following spring I went East,
visiting my friends and relatives in the township
of Reach and Durham County. While visiting Port
Hope I met the late Colonel Williams, who subsequently
became a sincere friend of mine, and in 1882 I was
appointed drill instructor at Trinity College school.
Having no gymnasium, my work was confined to military
drill. There was a well-equipped cadet corps
officered by the teachers. A very sad accident
occurred during the summer holidays. Mr. Selby
Allen, son of Chancellor Allen, Toronto, a student
at the school, was drowned near Brockville. Mr.
Allen was a splendid athlete and a fine cricketer.
In 1887 I was appointed gymnastic
and drill instructor to the Collegiate Institute,
Peterboro’. I held this office for eleven
years.
Nothing gives me greater pleasure
in writing this book than to relate the pleasant and
profitable eleven years I spent in the physical education
of the students of the Collegiate Institute and Central
Public School, and also the convent. I say profitably
because the majority of those who obtained the several
courses of instruction are to-day pursuing their professions
and vocations able to meet the physical endurance
of their calling, and all I have met since my retirement
nine years ago I found to be specimens of the highest
type of physical maturity and invariably athletes.
There are at present three doctors practising in this
city (Toronto), three teachers in the public schools,
and one in Trinity University, and all are of the same
type.
I am pleased to say that the physique
of the ladies also whom I have met is all that could
be desired. Neither have they forgotten the graceful
bearing they were taught. I also had large private
classes, both ladies and gentlemen, who were thoroughly
trained by the system I introduced.
When my appointment was made in the
fall, 1887, there was no gymnasium, and the Board
of Education the following summer built a very fine
one. It was equipped the same as the Oxford University
gymnasium, and the system was that used by Professor
McLaren. The High School Inspectors, Messrs.
Seath and Hodgson, agreed with me that it was the best.
Their reports were always satisfactory, and often
special mention was made of the progress and development
of the pupils.
I was always an enthusiastic lover
of physical training, and it was good to me to meet
or see my pupils on the street, in the parks or public
places of the city, not forgetting their dignity, graceful
bearing, elastic and uniform step and perfect carriage,
which was always noticeable then. I don’t
think they will ever forget it. The Board was
always willing to do anything in its power for this
department. At the age of sixty, through ill health,
I was obliged to resign.
In the same year (1887), I was appointed
sergeant-major of the 57th Peterboro’ Rangers,
and for several years performed the duties of instructor;
but in consequence of increasing classes at the school
and private engagements, was obliged to resign.
There are some of my old pupils holding commissions
in the regiment at present. Lieutenant-Colonel
Miller, the present commanding officer, is very popular
among all ranks. The reputation of this fine corps
is of the very best; in fact, it is a model regiment,
and I was delighted in reading the last report to
see the Rangers leading the so-called crack regiments
of the Dominion. It cannot be otherwise, because
the energetic and painstaking Adjutant-Captain Duncan
Walker, and the whole of the officers and N.C.O. are
splendid workers, and they never fail in keeping that
military enthusiasm and esprit de corps among
the men, whose physique is second to none, and which,
I may add, is a very important factor in the Dominion
army. I hope some day to see the battalion on
parade again.
In 1902, with my family, I moved to
Toronto, and Mr. James L. Hughes, Inspector of Public
Schools, who was my pupil in the Military School forty
years ago, introduced me to the general manager of
the T. Eaton Co., and I was given employment in the
stock room of the whitewear department in the factory.
Following this my three sons were taken into the factory
and learned their trades; the two eldest are machinists
and the third a cutter. The latter in his twentieth
year was stricken with tuberculosis and died, April
19th, 1907, and I take this opportunity of again thanking
and expressing my gratitude to the Company and the
department for the solicitous interest taken in my
dear boy while he was sick, and at his funeral.
During my lifetime I have been in
touch and associated with ladies and gentlemen, boys
and girls, where refinement and culture was an important
factor in their present and future lives. In the
Imperial Army, where I spent so many years as an instructor,
the first thing we would look for from the incoming
recruit was his deportment. If he lacked courtesy,
willingness, obedience and other graces that go to
make a good soldier and also a gentleman, he would
be placed in a position to be taught this character
building. Again, in my physical culture work
I always impressed upon my pupils the necessity of
being courteous and polite at all times and under
all difficulties and circumstances.
When I entered upon my duties in the
stock room I began to feel my way through this great
department and to learn whom I had to meet in my daily
business, but it was not long before I found myself
amongst the ideal of my life, from the manager and
his assistants, Messrs. Allward and Kirby, and from
the employees, numbering 350 300 of whom
were ladies. The beautiful, capacious and well-ventilated
work rooms, together with their cheerful environment,
made it one of the most desirable places to work in
I have ever seen or heard of. Among the best
friends I made in this great establishment were Messrs.
W. Hall, Johnston, F. Howard, McWaters, Durno and
William Day. Of the latter I learned the following
characteristic incident which he would be too modest
to mention: One night during the winter of 1905-1906,
which was extremely cold, Mr. Day, on his way home,
was overtaken by a stranger, a young man, who told
him he had not had anything to eat for twenty-four
hours. He had walked from Belleville to Toronto
looking for work; he was poorly clad, not sufficiently
to keep the cold from his shivering body. My
friend did not ask who he was or anything regarding
his antecedents. He saw before him a poor destitute
young man, suffering with cold and hunger; he took
him to a store and bought him comfortable underwear,
boots and other warm garments, and then to a restaurant
and ordered the best meal they could give, handed the
stranger a dollar and continued his journey home.
I remained in the factory four years,
but in consequence of my age and ill health was obliged
to resign in May, 1906.