Wednesday, March 13, 1968 who between his fishing trips for char, and his forays in Montreal, and his jaunts to Geneva, and Los Angeles, and the Danish pies, and the Findus Hostesses, amid the tinkle of the rented champagne glasses, and would you believe it, Mr. Speaker , we were handed the bill of $75.00 rental per year for those champagne glasses. Yet, in the midst of this cocktail atmosphere, handling great deals, and juggling great cheques, between all these demanding and earth-shaking functions, he paraded his inspiring presence. He was even becoming an oil tycoon! The Island Petroleum Company was incorporated in February under the name of Canadian Automation Equipment Lim ¬ ited, and with the general object of acting as principle or agents in the purchase and sale of industrial machinery and equipment. By a supplementary letter patent, dated 5th February 1965, the name was changed to the Island Petroleum Limited, with the general object being to deal in and with petroleum products. The Company is not in good standing with the office of the Registrar- General . It has not supplied the sum¬ mary required by Section 125 of the Canada Corporation for the years 1965, 1966 and 1967. The last such summary was supplied in 1964. Shrimp Limited was first incorporated on September 28th, 1965, un¬ der the name Commercial Distillery Limited with the general object being to manufacture, distill and sell whiskey. By a supplementary letter patent dated the first of May 1967 the name was changed to the Malpeque Shrimp Limited, with the general object being changed to that of carrying on the fisheries business in all its branches. So our friend not only was engaged in Georgetown supervising in his capacity as Minister, but he was also dabbling in many other sidelines. Is it any wonder, Mr. Speaker , as he witnessed the Tory Government's complete and absolute des¬ truction of the one-time assured and impressive industrial future for Georgetown , the Honourable Little Member from Second Queen's could only recoil in utter horror, and act like the little boy whose mother found that he had wet his pants. Well, Mr. Speaker , the end of it all is at hand now. The chariots of retribution draw nigh. And in the cold sweat of horror the Opposition are becoming even more fearfully certain that the people will, despite all these obstructionist tactics, despite the overt deception, in spite of all this, the people will at least be placed in full possession of all the cold, clear, unadulterated, and damning facts. And I for one intend to have them know all the facts, and when the people of Prince Edward Island have all these facts at their disposal, Mr. Speaker , and when they sit in their own quiet and sober judgment on this whole Tory outrage that is Georgetown today, when they have reached their decision it will be no surprise to all clear-thinking Islanders what will be the outcome. Sitting as a jury in judgment on the former Tory Government and its Georgetown follies, they can only reach one verdict, and that verdict can only be that this resulted in a swindle on such a gigan¬ tic scale that it deprived the people of Prince Edward Island of sums of money un¬ equalled in the whole economic history of the Province. Such is the tragic epic of Georgetown today, a once promising industrial development. It exists today as a grim reminder of the barbarous and limitless capacity of the Tories for mismanagement, maladministration and the deceptive, mis-construction of fact. These men across from me, Mr. Speaker , can only be likened to a pack of jackals who can hold up as the only thing in which they excel themselves, their role as guilt-ridden, but willing students under the tutorship of Jens Moe from whom they learned well. Jens Moe , Mr. Speaker , the man whom the Tory Government protected when it was the government whom the Tories now in opposition continue to protect as the patron of the Province, whom this Opposition still embraces as its friend and mentor, a most reprehensible opportunist whom the facts declare to be little more than a business shyster of dubious, if any, ability at all. A man to this very day associated with the former Minister of Fisheries in the Malpeque Shrimp Limited, a one-time whiskey incorporation turned to shrimp. —265—