The band played “Oh Come, All Ye Faithful” and few other Christmas carols. Afterwards, Curator Matthew read a story from the past. The first one was “Thoughts About Christmas” from Maurice Haley who was born in Springford, Ontario in 1901, who later wrote about his memoirs growing up in a traditional age of rural southwestern Ontario, describing family Christmas in Springford around 1910.”
six and twelve. He had two sisters, one five years older than him and the
other five years younger. The family would alternate spending Christmas
with their Uncle Carl and Aunt Annie Wilcox and three children. Maurice’s
cousin Lloyd, who was around the same age, also had two sisters the same
ages as Maurice’s.
Maurice said the families were poor. The top of a tree was cut for the
Christmas tree where his sisters would make pop corn for decorations
and the star for the tree was cut out of cardboard. All the decorations for
Christmas were handmade. Christmas dinner consisted of home-grown
foods, followed by singing and eating applies and cracking nuts.
At four o’clock, the men had to leave to do chores. Uncle Carl took his
horse and sleigh, and Maurice and Lloyd accompanied him racing behind
the sleigh. Trying to be smart, the boys cut across the school to beat the
horses. However, Carl made the horses go faster and had past the boys.
Uncle Carl stopped a quarter of mile away for them to catch up. Maurice
wrote he didn’t feel so smart afterwards.
The boy’s chores were feeding the chickens and pigs while Uncle Carl
tended to the cows. Maurice recalled chores did not take long since the
cheese factories were closed during the winter and most farmers did not
do much milking. If there was much milk, the women churned it into
butter, some selling to the country stores what was not needed.
Following chores, the women would prepare an oyster supper. The one
food item that was not grown, was bought at the country store. Unlike
today, oysters were cheap and kept in large vats that were scooped up.
Maurice wrote one had to ensure the store owner did not give too much
water and not enough oysters.
Another store-bought item was a toy. Maurice would by a toy for Lloyd
but by the time it was given to him, it was worn out by playing with it.
Maurice always looked forward to next Christmas and the toys he could
buy next year.
Walter had a lifelong love of antiques and history. He began collecting
when he was eleven years old. When he and Gladys built their home,
Walter had established a museum full of objects from Canadian history.
Several of his artifacts made their way into the Norwich museum including
the famous horseshoe chair he made in the late 1960s as well as several of the figures from the nativity pageant that were painted by Gladys in the
1950s and ‘60s.
The nativity scene was created by Walter and Gladys in 1959 in their front
yard at Christmas time to bring joy to passersby on Sweaburg Road. They
built a stable with nativity scene and used live sheep, a donkey and heifers
from the barn, with cut out figures painted on plywood by Gladys for the
shepherds, the Wise Men, Mary and Joseph. When she was young, Gladys
took painting lessons in Woodstock from the artist Florence Carlyle.
That first-year people came from miles around, the next year more figures
were added, the Angel and three life like camels. In 1961, the Christmas
project was featured on television. A set was built, cutout figures were
replaced with local children and young people authentically dressed for
their roles. There were no spoken parts, but the nativity story was enacted
with suitable gestures while the blue gowned Sweaburg Choir provided
background music under the direction of George Thornton. The
performance lasted about forty minutes. The steep slope on the front lawn
and the effective lighting made a perfect setting for the drama.
York. Quakers did not believe in celebrating ‘holy days’ thinking no one
day was more holy than another, so they did not celebrate Christmas. This
story is from the first winter, 1810, when the few settlers had arrived.
One of the first families to come to Norwich was that of Sears Mott, with
his wife Miriam and their seven children, Jacob being the oldest. At 19
Jacob had his own lot of land on what is now Quaker Street, a little west
of Peter Lossing’s hut. That first winter, Jacob and two other young men
built themselves a shack to live in while they cleared the land for a house
and farm.
Late one afternoon, while they were felling the ancient trees that covered
this land in those days, Jacob’s axe slipped from his cold-numbed hands
and sliced open his foot through the boot. In great pain, he limped back to
the shack with his with his fellows, leaving behind them a bright trail the
blood in the snow.
Back in the hut, as the sun descended below the horizon, one young man
let the fire while another helped Mott remove his bloody boot. With water
bowling on the fire, they cleaned and bound the wound. But in the distance
a new threat sounded: the howling of the wolves who had picked up the
scent of a delicious wounded animal.
Hearing the wolves, the young men barricaded the doors and windows of
their shack. But this was just a temporary shelter, short and surrounded by
trees. The hungry wolves climbed onto the roof and scrambled down the
chimney. Grabbing blazing sticks from the fire, the young men thrust their
brands into the faces of the wolves, driving them back onto the roof.
The good fortune of the men won out. They had built the shack sturdy and
strong to withstand the winter, and the roof did not collapse with the
weight of the beasts. After a sleepless night under siege, the wolves were
driven off hungry into the dawn, and young Jacob Mott learned to keep
better hold of his axe in the future.
Canada’s version of “The Twelve Days of Christmas”
On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: two Caribou and a porcupine in a pine tree.
On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: 3 Beaver tails, 2 Caribou and a porcupine in a pine tree.
On the 4th day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: 4 calling moose, 3 Beaver tails, 2 Caribou and a porcupine in a pine tree.
On the 5th day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: 5 Stanley cups, four calling moose, 3 Beaver tails, 2 Caribou and a porcupine in a pine tree.
On the 7th day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: 7 sled dogs sledding, six squirrels curling, 5 Stanley cups, four calling moose, 3 Beaver tails, 2 Caribou and a porcupine in a pine tree.
On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: 8 Mounties marching, 7 sled dogs sledding, six squirrels curling, 5 Stanley cups, four calling moose, 3 Beaver tails, 2 Caribou and a porcupine in a pine tree.
On the 9th day of Christmas, my true love gave to me 9 loons canoeing, 8 Mounties marching, 7 sled dogs sledding, six squirrels curling, 5 Stanley cups, four calling moose, 3 Beaver tails, 2 Caribou and a porcupine in a pine tree.
On the 10th day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: 10 leaves a-leaping, 9 moose canoeing, 8 Mounties marching, 7 sled dogs sledding, six squirrels curling, 5 Stanley cups, four calling moose, 3 Beaver tails, 2 Caribou and a porcupine in a pine tree.
On the 11th day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: 11 puffins piping, 10 leaves a-leaping, 9 moose canoeing, 8 Mounties marching, 7 sled dogs sledding, six squirrels curling, 5 Stanley cups, four calling moose, 3 Beaver tails, 2 Caribou and a porcupine in a pine tree.
On the 12th day of Christmas, my true love gave to me 12 cups a-dancing, 11 puffins piping, 10 leaves a-leaping, 9 moose canoeing, 8 Mounties marching, 7 sled dogs sledding, six squirrels curling, 5 Stanley cups, four calling moose, three Beaver tails, 2 Caribou and a porcupine in a pine tree.
A wonderful and fun rendition that the audience thoroughly enjoyed. Ruth thanked the crowed for coming and invited everyone to warm beverages and treats at the Meeting House, Norwich Museum. (Check out videos on Norwich Musical Society Band's Facebook.)
(Photos by Heather A. Rennalls)