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Miss Margaret was a teacher and principal of the New Gretna School for 42 years. She, evidently, had a candy business on the side. I bet she could hide a whole bag of candy in that hat, and nobody would notice. (Photo courtesy of Naomi Post Maurer.)
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Old and new happenings around New Gretna and vicinity
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Miss Margaret was a teacher and principal of the New Gretna School for 42 years. She, evidently, had a candy business on the side. I bet she could hide a whole bag of candy in that hat, and nobody would notice. (Photo courtesy of Naomi Post Maurer.)
A little silver fish we have to blame
For how our town got its name.
We’ve heard of towns from East to West
With names that seem to suit them best.
Bean Town - Big Apple - The Windy City
Now most folk think that’s pretty witty
To name a town for a thing unique
But to name a town for a fish? That’s cheek!
Wondering how it came to be?
Come back to long-ago with me.
When the bay and river produced the wealth
And added to the people’s health.
Long ago in a different clime
We can watch the scenes flash through our mind.
Up in the north in the cold and deep
Off
In the days of March when the wind is raw,
When the ice in the river begins to thaw
Something stirs within their heart,
And like their fathers before- off they start.
They take the long and ancient trail
Every season without fail.
This silver fish with streamline frame.
It never gained the sport man’s fame.
Cared not a wit about its fate.
Called it worthless, call it bait.
But how could they know of a time and place
And this lowly fish in the watery trace?
How could they know of the native here,
About the folk that counted this fish so dear?
They packed the fish in a barrel of brine.
Kept it in the cellar til winter time.
When breakfast came at early morn,
Wood stove burning to keep them warm.
Smoke from chimneys hangs over town
And smell of pancakes turning brown.
Salt fish poached and served up hot
With plenty gravy poured on top.
Think it strange fare as well you may
But this was the start of the bayman’s day
Let’s turn back now to a scene in the bay
The wind picked up since break of day
Nor-wester’s blowing cold and clear
A sail in the river is drawing near.
The boatman leans out over the side
Shouts “Let ‘em know far and wide.
The shoal of fish came through the bight.”
To him it was an old familiar sight.
The silver sides flashing in the sun.
The multitudes in the migration run.
It was Sunday morn this day in the Spring.
The Presbyterians were gathered and had started to sing.
The lad that was spreading the news all around
Had turned the corner and headed up
He knew the baymen, all but a few
Would be there in church in their usual pew
He pushed on the door. It flew open wide.
“Boys you better put churching aside.”
He shouted so loud his voice in a quiver.
“Hurry up boys...
‘HERRIN’ UP RIVER!”
The meeting broke up to the preacher’s dismay
How could a fish lure them away?
I’ll leave you with your thoughts on this.
Here in the town that was named for a fish.
Pete - I started in Miss Margarets kindergarden class in 1931 and 2nd grade in 1932. In defense of Miss Margaret I do not remember any incident of her punishing students by wacking with a ruler. Placing them in the cloak room or supply closet was a common practice, although this happened for not studying or completeing their lessons not for misbehavior. Silence was golden but with 30 plus students of a young age how could you learn if not strickly enforced. Buddy Cramer was mentioned as a behavior problem his older brother Charles who was in my class who also received the wrath of Miss Margaret. His problem was difficulty in reading at which he turned the book sideway, upsidedown and all directions. Very annoying to the teacher. A condition called "dylexsia" a common term today. This could have been applied to the Cramer brothers, certainly a learning not a behavior problem.
ReplyDeleteNicknames in New Gretna have always troubled me because they are terms which cannot be used when talking directly to the person. Case in point calling Miss Margaret "Maggie Jim" in a conversation. Nicknames usual describes a personel characteristic of a person not an relationship to another.
Whats your nickname DON??
Submitted by Clif Brown
I remember Miss Margaret and Johnny having their disputes. I remember one time Johnny got so mad he was shedding tears, and Miss Margaret called him a baby. Johnny got up, put his fist in her face, and said, "I'll give you baby right between the eyes." He got suspended.
ReplyDeleteDave Kalm in Florida
hey clif how are you, its been a long time since we ran around together, remember. you must have forgot but my nickname was logger. DON
ReplyDeleteDon,
ReplyDeleteHow did you get the nickname "Logger"?
Pete S
Don: Lots of water under the bridge which makes us both wiser and older. I have enjoyed your stories, remarks and comments on New Gretna. You certainly are the "Sage of Bass River". Better title than "Logger". I'll make you a deal - no stories on Sat nite at the Tuckerton Yacht Club and I do likewise. Pass you e-mail along so we can reminise. Respectfully - Clif Brown
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