sight in his other eye. Smoking was a temptation for the youth then, as it is now. Once, Peter and his sister, Mary, walked to St. Margaret 's to their grandfather's funeral. On the way, they stopped at McGaugh's store, and bought a package of cigarettes. After the funeral, they walked home boasting to the others that they had smoked a whole pack of cigarettes coming and going from the funeral. Another time, the same two "culprits" went to the store to purchase two figs of twist for a neighbour who was visiting at their house. As they neared home, they stopped near a stand of white birch and decided to sample the black, juicy tobacco. They swallowed some of it, and before long, the trees seemed to be circling around their heads. Christmas would be a time of joy, for they would be assured of something. Bill Weatherby would arrive from Charlottetown with bags of second-hand clothing and toys to help with the Christmas surprises. One Christmas, money was scarce, and there wasn't enough to go around, and some had to go without. Peter stayed up all night that year waiting for Santa to come, but he never arrived. Joe had one of the first cars in the district at that time. It was a 1938 Whippitt. It had a grey canvas top, and instead of glass, had canvas windows equipped with zippers and straps so that the flap could be opened. There were two seats, and a rumble seat in the back. One Christmas Eve, Margaret had no onions; so Joe took Peter and Mary with him, and went to the store to buy some. En route, they picked up Gussie MacEachern. Unfortunately, the car stalled on the railway tracks, and the train was due shortly. Gussie panicked, unzipped the canvas and jumped out the window, hoping to stop the on-coming train if it should appear. Joseph was very calm about the situation. He got out, left the children in the rumble seat, and pushed the car off the tracks himself. His guardian angel must have been with him that day. One Christmas, Peter and his father went to Boston with a load of 53