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Quebec's lusty young city of gold defiantly kicks up its heels but progress and plumbing are taming it into respectability. Not since Dawson City burgeoned to the ball of Robert W. Fifteen years ago it was matted muskeg, the lair of timber wolves, 65 miles east of the then new gold mines in Rouyn-Noranda. Today it isa gilded city of 10, glittering in the heart of a forest. You could stand bathed in Neon light at either end of the mile-long main drag and bag a too curious moose in the bush which huddles up to the city limits.
Where else would you see a woman in a halo hat trimmed with black lace, cocktail gown and high-heeled shoes threading her way through men in tartan mackinaws and halfboots? In the side streets unpainted log cabins jostle new ranch-type bungalows and square-plan houses. Fast interurban buses bounce along right-of-ways blazed by Indians and pioneering woodsmen from a dozen lands.
In the 17 d establishments liquor and beer Quebec have single women begins before noon. In one hotel dancing starts at 1 p. A word in the ear of certain waiters, taxi drivers or touts will open the doors of a gambling t to a man with money. For months Pastor L. Heron, of the Evangel Baptist Church, has been standing on corners calling on the city to renounce the carnal life.
Recently he was jailed for obstructing the highway. Already the. In some quarters this influence is resented and resisted as stuffedshirt. With his city in transition from the mores of the outpost to the rectitude of an established workaday hub. Mayor Tetrault sees himself as the mediator between the amusement caterers and the reformers. Anglicans, Presbyterians, and United Churchers all have places of worship among the more numerous Roman Catholic edifices. To single miners—and there are thousands in the area— it is a place in which to cavort on twice-monthly paydays.
But to the growing s of commercial, professional and technical families it. For one. Again, around midnight, Mike likes to go across himself, flick the top off a beer bottle with his thumb, and watch the latest floor show from New York or Montreal. Peppy, spick-and-span, 20th-century teen-agers can look out from their streamlined high school on a knoll above Does Louvicourt town, over the roofs of shinynew bungalows and sombre log cabins, toward a lake along whose shores squaws still carry the papoose on their backs and over whose emerald ripples feathered warriors paddle their dead to the happy hunting ground on a litter across two canoes.
The high school has been visited and admired by educationists from all over the Eastern provinces. The classrooms are linked by a loudspeaker system. When the grounds are finished the school will be entirely surrounded by lawns and flower beds. Hunks, then me. Then come a handful of bums.
Next come a taxi. Soon half a dozen gals is tearing around. It started in Among them were two blockbusters of Slavs. Balzimer who had teamed up in British Columbia 18 years. These smoldering giants reserved their admiration for each other and a woman. For all other things which stood in their way they showed a vast and terrible disdain.
Mitto followed their wanderings from tent to shack from lean-to to cabin and waited for them at base while they went off by canoe, tractor-train, aircraft, husky team and barge in search of gold. Others contented themselves with tents, but he built a shack for his wife and three Quebec have single women.
Jealous of his presence a gang from another claim came one day to burn his shack down with gasoline and wood shavings. Mitto stood at the door, arms akimbo, and glared at them. In Joe Morrisette, who later became mayor, drove a dog team in and started to build a store for an optimistic druggist. He stayed on. His two sons followed and began to haul water round the tents and shanties in a great wheeled barrel yoked to an ox. They opened a hardware store in a rented cabin, bought stock on credit in the hamlet of Amos and shipped it down the river by canoe.
Throw stick. Bear stop to catch. Kill bear with axe. The Post-office Department sent G. Germain to organize the chaotic letter service. The terrain was so flat the Indians called the river Harrieanaw, which means pancake. The following year a night club opened in a store. Proprietors insisted on evening dress and hush pilots did well out of emergency flights to Toronto for tuxedos. Formal attire imposed a superficial atmosphere of propriety on the revels: one man about to throw a bottle through the bar window suddenly seemed to remember where he was and subsided, blushing.
For every man working down the mines five others were Quebec have single women a living from the town. The population swelled to 6, Real estate boomed. That year there were six doctors, 60 retail establishments and 66 taxis. Paydays were a fiesta. Ontario miners, hearing of the new Nirvana, poured over the border at week ends.
Barbotte was the favorite gamble. As the night wrore on, cheques were written and jewelry sold to buy chips. Even his home, his car and his insurances went. Next evening he returned with borrowed money and won it all back again. Prudently he deposited this with a hotel management. The party lasted a week and the hotel management told him his credit was finished.
About this time The Russian Kid felt ill. Soon afterward Mitto lost his wife too. He sent the three children away to school. Alone in his cabin he displayed more emotion one night than he had ever shown before. This was Frank Salerno, a soft-spoken, well-educated young man who earlier had been a radio announcer in Buffalo. They trekked miles northward from Yellowknife, up the caribou trails, into the midnight sun, seeking a crock of gold.
They christened the mine with a fusion of their own names—Salmito. He looked up at the pictures of his wife and The Russian Kid. He bought an expensive house on Conrad Avenue near affluent Forest Hill in Toronto for the sake of his children. But he continued to spend most of his time in the shack alone with his memories of The Russian Kid and a wife who should have shared his fortune.
Bulldozers sheered the shacks off Third Avenue to make room for five-and-ten. In Bert Fillion came out of the mines and bought the Morocco Club, moving it to a basement in the Chateau Inn where Indi hops wore beige and maroon uniforms. Men heavily out women. He points with pride to the well-kept streets, the excellent lighting, the bus, rail and aircraft services, the schools, hospitals and a new library, and asks that these be remembered too.
Etiquette of the south is contemptuously abandoned. Most of the women art1 accompanied by three or four men. Girls accept invitations to dance Quebec have single women men from strange tables. Recently a magnificent blonde with a quarter. The evening-dress rule has been abolished and plenty of rawhides get in. But the place is well run by 28 employees. An alarm goes direct to the police station. The management figures that a brawler can be removed from his seat at a table to the point of his ear in the gutter during a single roll of the drum. His tanned, finely traced features, and blazing blue eyes rivet attention Does Louvicourt a nimbus of snow-white, shoulder-length hair and a chest-deep beard.
Once, in the Morocco, in answer to popular demand, he did a passable solo tap dance. Kiwanis, the Rotary and the Kinsmen. But the last straw was when they got a symphony orchestra. Give me the trap drummer and a shimmy! There are about 3, gold miners working in the district. Dependants of the married men bring the of people living directly off the mines to around 5, For every miner gainfully employed one nonmining resident has moved in the doctor, the lawyer, the merchant, the taxi driver.
In turn these have brought their families. The volume of money circulating in the city is out of all proportion to this staple income. Some of the merry-goround of free spending in night clubs and gambling is powered by highgradersminers who steal pieces of ore with heavy gold content and smuggle them out for illicit disposal. An accepted code of silence among miners protects the high-graders from police and managements.
So long as this attitude prevails it is almost impossible to stop them. But there is something else too. View Article s. Prostitution ranges from brazen solicitation to discreet introduction. The hospital run by nuns has one of the finest operating theatres in Canada.
Balzimer who had teamed up in British Columbia 18 years Continued on 29 Continued from 17 before. A barber opened up on the bare face of a rock, now the hub of the town. A bawdy house and a tavern or two followed. Bulldozers sheered the shacks off Third Avenue to make room for five-and-ten «tores, women's hairdressers, and new hotels.
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