A VERY trying experience was undergone by Mr Bradshaw, of Bradshaw & Lawley, the well known Yarraville timber merchants, at Frankston during last weekend.
On Saturday afternoon, he set sail from Williamstown in the 25 feet sailing boat, “Jessie,” and, after a stormy passage across Port Phillip Bay, arrived at Frankston about 7pm.
A heavy sea was running at the time, and the little boat was tossed to and fro like a cork.
Mr Bradshaw found it quite impossible to land, as the waves were breaking against the pier with great force.
Messrs Norman McLeod and Bert Tulip came to his assistance, and managed to throw a line to the occupant and by this means got food and hot tea into the boat.
When Neptune soothed his angry waves, Mr Bradshaw, who is 70 years of age, was taken from his perilous position, blue with the cold, and exhausted.
He was rescued at 10 o’clock on Monday morning, after having been marooned 44 hours!
AT a meeting of Seaford residents, held last Saturday night (Cr W. Armstrong presiding) it was decided to entertain members of the Frankston, Carrum and Chelsea fire brigades at a smoke night in the Seaford Hall on Saturday, 25th February.
LOCAL orchardists will be interested in the announcement appearing in our advertising columns, whereby Mr Maclure, of Mile Bridge, invites quotations for 250 to 1000 cases of apples to be delivered in 6 ton lots.
Early replies are invited.
THE plain and fancy dress ball held at Baxter on Monday (A.N.A. Day) was well attended, The hall was tastefully decorated by Mrs Rivett, while first class music (Accordian) was supplied by Mr Viench and Miss Sheridan.
Messrs A. Viench and L. A. Pallamountagne acted as judges.
The prizes were won by (ladies wallet) Miss Ettie Rivett, Flower girl; Gents (Military brush, comb, and mirror) Master W. Marshall (Swagman), other dresses were Misses M. Rivett, cigarette girl; T. Marshall, Granny; K. Parsons, Mother Hubbard; Mrs Rivett, Patches; Agnes and Alice Marshall, Pierrotes; Miss Sheridan, Salvation Army Lassie; Messrs H. Male, Jockey.
Dancing was indulged in until the small hours of the morning, supper being provided by the ladies.
THE property known as The Towers, situate on the outskirts of the town, and formerly owned by Mr. Parer, has been purchased by the St. Kilda Golf Company with the object of laying out golf links and otherwise catering for public amusement and recreation.
It is stated that the company in question intends working on American lines in the direction indicated, and proposes to expend up to £30,000 in perfecting its plans.
Frankston is to be congratulated on being the centre of such an ambitious enterprise, which aims at making this favored seaside resort the playground of metropolitan sportsmen.
FRANKSTON is on the move.
Everybody says so, and the, section of outsiders who are seeking to acquire property in the district are quite convinced that such is the case.
Local estate agents in these days find considerable difficulty in “producing the goods” for would-be buyers.
One agent last week was scouring the district with a four figure cheque in his pocket, and was not at all sanguine of finding a residence to fit the scrap of paper.
Owners are not anxious to sell. If they consent to consider the matter at all it is only at a greatly increased price.
This applies more particularly to house property. Suitable building allotments are available, but there appears to be no great inclination on the part of people who desire to secure homes in Frankston to build for themselves.
The reason for this exists in the unsatisfactory condition of the building trade – high wages and excessive cost of material.
Still, Frankston is on the move and, despite everything, new people are acquiring old homes, and here and there new residences of a substantial type are being erected.
When building conditions reach something like normal, the town will be practically transformed, judging by the number of people who say they are “waiting a bit.”
Mr. S. Lawrey, who owns a large area of building land in Wells street, is also a builder.
He always had faith in the future of Frankston, and the substantial brick building just erected by him in Wells street, and now occupied by Mr. Pike, baker, affords evidence of his confidence of the development of the town in that particular locality.
Cr. W. J. Oates, at the Bay Street end of Wells street and right in the main thoroughfare, is another progressive business man, who is marking his faith in the future of Frankston by the piling up of bricks and mortar.
His premises, when completed, will be a distinct ornament to the town.
It is a healthy sign when business men, merchants and others, are crying out for more storage room. They want to expand, and it is only a matter of time before modern new buildings take the place of present structures.
Mr. J. L. Pratt, of the Railway Stores, has already made his mark as a man of enterprise and business acumen.
The corner store, as conducted by Mrs. V. Wells, is a credit to the town, and a thriving business is being conducted by Messrs. Keast Bros.
Others, inspired no doubt by the example of these progressive business people, are launching out, and among the rapidly developing enterprises is the drapery emporium conducted by Mrs. Gertrude Dodd, who is now arranging for enlargement of premises.
Mr. Bell’s boot depot, in Bay Street, would stand comparison with any shop of its kind outside Collins Street, and there are others who are progressing with the times, of which more will be said anon.
GOOD people tell us we should forgive our enemies, but they forget that we are not commanded to do so till these enemies repent.
Has Germany given any sign of regret, a single sigh of remorse, one solitary tear for all the blood she was the means of shedding?
Will all great Neptune’s ocean cleanse her hands?
At this moment she is busily engaged in capturing British trade everywhere.
Lord Northcliffe said recently that “He had seen German wireless tapped daily during voyages, disclosing misleading lies concerning the Washington Conference, affairs in Egypt and India, and the conditions of British trade.
Probably the money that should be paying the reparations bill is devoted to propaganda hostile to the British Empire.
A great German company is about to construct a canal from the North Sea to the Black Sea.
When Germany is beaten in war she will get another weapon and try to beat us in trade.
She is no more repentant than a crocodile.
Herr Wirth cabled to America the hope that Washington Conference would abolish the causes of war and promote friendship and reconciliation amongst all people. Fine sentiments indeed.
If Germany wants friendship she must give some evidence that she is a changed. There’s no sign of it yet.
From the pages of the Frankston and Somerville Standard, 3 February 1922