B.C. A member of Publisher’s Association in cash, refurn postage ED VAN DER LEELIE MANAGING EDITOR GORDON HAMILTON PRODUCTION The present law governing abortion is inequitable and puts responsibility in the wrong place, says a committee of The United Church of Canada in a study booklet titled “ABORTION”, to be released this week. , The study, prepared by a Joint Committee of the church’s Board of Evangelism and Social Service and the Board of Women, elaborates on the abortion resolutions adopted by the 24th General Council of the United Church held at Niagara Falls last January. It is intended, says the in- troduction, primarily as a guide for the clergyman-counsellor, The inequality in the present law concerns the hospital committee system, say the authors of “ABOR- TION”. “The criterion for deciding whether a woman should be granted an abortion is inevitably subject to a wide variety of interpretations, which often depend more on personal attitudes to abortion than on medical judgment. Another serious injustice is the ex-. treme inequality of access to hospital committees: The law discriminates And the lonely voice of youth said. ..“‘What is truth?” Already, perhaps, you are thinking along the lines of another song...‘‘What’s the matter with these kid’s today?” Maybe the younger ones} :;. have started thought on...‘‘The times they are a changin’.” Whatever the case or reason for our mode of living in this twentieth century...one thing is very, very clear. Never before has youth stepped up into the ranks of importance to such a high level...never before have so many changes occurred so rapidly. Ah yes...but these days society makes a complete changeover in theme every ten years. Within twenty years it will be every seven years, far unlike the slow wheels of progress that took place some 100 years ago. Today _ the moon, tomorrow the universe is not a far fetched thought. The times they are a changin’. Many of us distill our minds into utter chaos and confusion and insist (perhaps hope) that ‘kids today’ or ‘hippies’ or ‘rebels’ or ‘long-hair freaks’ will pass in time. This GIRL ". ‘Millie’ Mouw, 12, poster child for the * annual. province-wide Kinsmen the 1972 Chief Marching Mother will be _ .the-Hon. Grace McCarthy, Provincial _AMinister-Without-Portfolio...-.Mrs. PUBLISHED BY NORTHWEST PUBLICATIONS LIMITED Published five days a week af 3112 Kalum Street; Terrace, as second class mail Reglsiration number 1201. Postage paid P.O, BOX 399, 3212 KALUM STREET TERRACE, B.C. -Mothers’:March, today announced.that . “McCarthy.. succeeds. Mrs. Johp. R... the Canadian Daily Newspaper and Varied circulation. Authorized guaranteed, GEORGE T. ENGLISH ASSISTANT EDITOR MARY OLSEN AOVERTISING . A private matter _ against poor and less determined women, and especially against those who do not happen to know a sym- pathetic gynaecologist, or who live in smaller communities,”’ “Abortion is a highly emotional topic,’ says the Rev. Arch McCurdy, Committee Secretary. “It’s a moral and social issue about which many people are aganizing in a genuine attempt to understand the full im- plications, both for the persons directly . invelyed and for society at large. “The United Church did not ap- prove abortion on demand, as has often been mistakenly concluded,’ McCurdy said. ‘‘Nor did it condone abortion as an acceptable form of population control. “It did recognize the value of the fetus and the right of the child to be wanted, but nevertheless, affirmed that abortion is morally justifiable in certain medical, social and economic circumstances. The church further went on to state that abortion should be a private matter between a woman, her doctor, and hopefully her partner,’’ he concluded. Sing for youth. sometimes hope probably will not come, It is often humorous when a long- haired fellow is approached and ac- costed by some little (Victoria city type)‘old lady and the youthful fellow explains ‘You didn’t like Christ maybe...either?” At any rate, that old time generation gap idea is still with us. It has been throught that there is ob- jection to youthful spirit...or perhaps its only because ‘they’ outnumber. Of course, more folks associate in troublesome manner. That old cliche ‘He’s got long hair...she wears nothing but jeans. ..they must be dope addicts” is certainly very unfair. Whatever the case, consider that these so-called ‘‘adventurers in pursuit of better ways” are not all bad. Perhaps we should forget how it was and give democratic room for question. That search for new answers with a possible outcome of Utopia, something we all seem to so desperately seek. Ridiculous? Maybe. But the effort must be recognized. Nicholson, wife of British Columbia’s ‘Lieutenant-Governor. Proceeds of the door-to-door... ‘‘blitz!”. © campaign, ‘scheduled February 2, the sponsoring Kinsmen Foundation to provide direct aid for the will be used by =~ Rehabilitation" rehabilitation: 6f-the handicapped. ery “Qkay! Okay! Air Canada flight 367 — you may now make your landing approach . . .” A Sailor's suicide story ... | or... How to burn your brains By RICK MUNRO Being a Terrace bachelor is certainly one way of securing permanent residence here, The town cemetery is not my idea of paradise and though I have seen some more comely lots in Thornhill, one reaily cannot be choosey when one is a bachelor. If I do in fact remain in the single status, my life will be shortlived. If the sheer loneliness fails in causing me to tie my boot laces together and jump far out into the Skeena River, then the tomain poisoning will surely set in. Ct teas Hither’ "way, ‘the: :-local undertaker can expectantly look forward (or look down) to seeing me in the near future...(well of corpse). Ignoring at least the mad morning scrambles of existence, we will look at one evening in a bachelor’s sad life. Here is what happens just after a hard day's work. Our bachelor enters through the private entrance to his single bedroom basement suite. Quietly he descends the basement stairway and is carefull not to attract the landlady’s attention. (This fine lady ‘already was seen this morning, screaming for the overdue rent.) Just as our bachedlar moves. through the still darkness and finds the few remaining slairs, he accidently steps on a wet sock, earlier misplaced on wash y. Not pausing to ponder the unusual location of the sock, he looses his footing and comes crashing down the remaining stairs...Not feet first, .not bottom first, but noggin first he goes. Alter regaining consciousness, he manages to stumble into the cubbyhole which he soshamefully calls the kitchen. This raom, actually quite , large in structural size but made small by strewn about -artides (including dirty dishes, brim-full garbage cans, several - jiving . stumbling into the bedroom. pieces of a complete football suit and bits of unemptied this and that) is not your average kitchen. . Extra letler o’s should be incorporated into the spelling of this so-called room, for the stenchand face-wrinkling odour - of the place would bring the sound of pain to anyone's lips...‘ooo000000...."” Head banging from the fall down those stairs, aur bachelor fumbles through last week's dinner left overs in order to discover the bottle containing ASA headache tablets. “Ah ha,’ he cries, finding the pills suspended in the roast beef gravy.: ~ Using the cleanest available kitchen utensil - a peanut butter covered paring knife - he frees the bottle of pills. Pills in band, he then replaces the insert of gravy. Then trying his luck at opening the safety designed bottle lid, he again looses control of the situation, Pills begin falling from heaven. As a result of the unsuccessful opening, each pill lands some distance from another. Some, however, meeting sticky acquaintance with the ceiling (believed to be an overly flipped flap-jack), fail to land at all Our bachelor at this point would have then taken ‘the paring knife and smeared peanut butter all about his neck. Due to the dirty condition of the knife, the latter circumstance could not have been avoided as our bachelor attempted to slide the knife’s blade from one side | of his neck to the other. In our observation we note — that this unfortunate attempt at suicide would undoubtedly have occurred had the paring knife in mention not vanished in the - | pudding. Without exageralting one single point, we see our half- bachelor slowly Sleep apparently is the only” cure for his ills...the only sun in a dark world,... He partially —_ lies down on today, Harold:said: » ALL, 2-6 c& Terrac his letters and wires crossed, -When y the bed, but locking around, cannot lovate the bed sheets and blankets. After giving up the search, he plunks his head down - right on to the other misplaced wet sock, (What a pair they make.) So you see, the bachelor is a misfit. Have you ever head of a married man say “gosh, if T were only single again.” Well don't believe him, Tam sure the -man has either forgotten ‘the hassles and tribulations of bachelorhoad or either his intellectural level of competence has slipped down a few pegs over the years. Take the case of our bachelor. After finally getting to sleep he is shortly awakened by a nightmare, in which dirty pots and pans keep being hurled his way. The days of counting sheep for him are gone; the days of ° counting dirty, unwashed pieces of underware are here. Watch our bachelor. he somehow makes his way through the basement mess and reaches his landlady’s section of the house. Never before has the bachelor seen sucha degree of ugliness in anyone’s daughter, but never before has he acted with such swiftness. “Landlady,”’ he pleads, “I'll marry your daughter, I cannot bear to live the life of a bachelor any longer.” ‘* “Well,” replies the landlady,“ Gan dian Natiénal Railway ae hesitating: “first you'll haves" Auto 'thedligh “the FPaber 4 pay up da’ rent..." (1) C) > () CO-ED 0) 0) 0-0 COL . ‘ a FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 2, 19718 hobbles home ‘Mrs. Don Thomson of Scot@® - accidently ’ object Harriet # : A local source this week ga a press release concernin Harriet, the Terrace Turtle. . According to the release believed'to have come from Avenue in Terrace, Harriet was found - ‘afte reportedly being missing forg three months.. : ; _In the release — dated September 18, the followingy statement came: .&- This afternoon while shaking Bias a dusting cloth off the porch ota the back of the house, Mrs. Thomson reported seeing ale strange green object making i it's way through the jungle of] the uneut lawn.- On closerg inspection the small cookie jim shaped creature turned cut toza® be Harriet, the pet of Miss Vikki ia Thomson, now residing inj Rimouski, Que. ac Mrs. Thomson was - S0-@% surprised that she didn't believe iam it and calmly returned to the Siam house to put away the duster.. Hay This accomplished, Mrs. T. @ returned again to the site of the sighting, and sure enough the Bay appeared - again, struggling manfully on. This time Vikki’s mother decended to the lawn and scooped up the errant turtle, ia and placed it in it’s old home Gia together with some fresh raw Sag hamburger. The turtle was famished and ate heartily, after which it enjoyed a long sleep submerged to it’s. nese in water. At last report the turtle had awakened and was eyeing the am remains of the feast with new @& interest, _ ; The FINDING OF HARRIET ; is remarkable in that she had J been missing for nearly three months, and. since turlles im cannot swallow out of water, Baia and she was nol neara stream, 2 she probably has not eaten at all | inthat time. Since Terrace had . 3 a remarkably dry summer Harriet probably went into hibernation, and was awakened by the recent tain, and when discovered was probably in #% quest of her first square meal in 2 months, _ 7 CENTENNIAL MEMO - The § _ ‘Canyon was*completed in 1915. ‘Hie A