A VERY nasty accident, which might have ended much more seriously, took place on Friday afternoon of last week.
Mr. H. Phillips, who has a young orchard on the “Run,” Hastings, was driving home about 4 o’clock.
He had picked up three children going home from school, and was himself sitting in front of the spring-cart.
Going down the incline where the Cemetery Road leaves the Melbourne Road, it is surmised, the backband or tugs broke, and the cart ran on to the horse’s heels.
Mr. Philips was promptly kicked off the cart, and the horse bolted.
Two of the youngsters dropped out along the road, escaping with a few bruises.
Just across the bridge the horse came down, and the third boy, a son of Mr. J. Wilson, Cemetery Road, was pinned under the cart.
Mr. Philips, who must be complimented for his grit, had followed up, though badly cut on the leg and head, and extricated him, when he was almost unconscious.
Both are now doing well, and, it is hoped, will shortly be entirely recovered. The horse was badly cut about.
It will be remembered that just a few months, ago Mr. Philips’ home was razed to the ground by fire during his absence, and every article of clothing and furniture lost, so he has had his share of bad luck.
May good fortune now be his for a time!
HASTINGS still grows.
Mrs. Hayes, of Frankston, is building a new shop next to Mr. A. Denham’s, where she hopes shortly to open a drapery business.
By George Upton
There is music in the packing shed, for you hear the papers rustle
As each fruit is neatly wrapped and deftly put away,
For the boys have got to hustle, and put on a bit of bustle,
Now the boat is waiting for to take the fruit away.
So the packers go on striving, while the fruit is still arriving,
To wrap them and to pack them in a proper sort of way.
And you’ll hear the rhythmic rustle, amid the hurry and the bustle,
For the boats are all awaiting to take the fruit away.
Throughout the Peninsula at present the main topic of conversation is apples.
The daily work of most is amongst apples.
The thoughts of many are of markets for apples, cases to contain apples for oversea or interstate markets, and the rush of work necessary to have the fruit picked, graded, wrapped, packed and consigned in time to reach the oversea boats that during March and April are being constantly loaded with fruit and other produce of the soil to supply the oversea demand.
In the orchards the long rows of fruit trees are heavily laden with apples by the million, which, with their bright tints of color, add a most charming and picturesque aspect to the orchards.
Fruit is being picked into cases and carted to the packing shed, where the packers are busy all day, wrapping apples with others, all thoughts intent on finishing the case to a desirable level on top, and to make a record pack for the day.
When it is considered that each case will contain 200 or more apples, it will be seen that the packer has to concentrate his mind on his work to pack a case in a few minutes.
At the end of his day’s work he may have wrapped twenty thousand apples.
The rustle of the paper used in wrapping apples makes continuous sound, and so it goes on each working day for two months – nothing but apples.
They arrive at the sheds in legions daily, are packed away snugly in cases, loaded into railway trucks, and still they come pouring into the sheds to join this apparently inexhaustible procession of apples to the worlds of men outside the Peninsula.
Can it be wondered at that the Apple is king?
A pleasant social was held at the Methodist Church on Tuesday, 7th March, at which there was a good attendance.
Parlor games were indulged in, and also a recitation by Miss Ridout and songs by Mr. D. Adderly and Miss Myrtle Corlett.
A very pleasant evening was spent, and the coffee supper provided proved something above the ordinary, and unstinted praise was bestowed on the gentleman who made the coffee; perhaps it was an art acquired during war service; anyhow, it had the real tang, and stamped the person who made it as an artist at the game.
On Sunday, 19th March, harvest thanksgiving services will be held at the Methodist Church, and on the Monday evening following a sale of gifts will he held, which promises to be a record.
MR Morris Jacobs, of Frankston, who has been in indifferent health for some time, is now, we are pleased to say, showing improvement, and hopes to soon be able to attend to business.
The Somerville Tennis Club journeyed to Tyabb on Saturday last, to meet the local champions at tennis.
After a very enjoyable afternoon’s sport Somerville retired the winners by 44 games to 34.
The Ladies of Tyabb entertained the visitors to afternoon tea.
These afternoons are most enjoyable and we would like to see more of them.
WHAT already promises to be a large and representative meeting has been called for Thursday afternoon next at the Mechanics’ Hall, Frankston, when steps will be taken to form a Frankston Branch of the Alfred Hospital Auxiliary.
The meeting has been convened by Mr. H. M. Collins, of “Gracehill,” Frankston, Vice-President of the Alfred Hospital, who occupied the presidential chair during the recent absence in England of Senator Fairbairn.
Mrs. J. Lambie is taking an active part in the movement and has secured the interest of other well-known workers in community causes.
All ladies are cordially invited by advertisement elsewhere.
The Alfred Hospital Auxiliary movement has proved a remarkably successful one in the short time since it was inaugurated.
Branches have been formed in all the metropolitan centres which the hospital specially serves, such as those south of the Yarra; and now the organisation is being extended to take in districts such as Frankston, which send a majority of their patients to the Alfred Hospital.
The policy of the Auxiliary does not include appeals for money, but the quiet contribution of articles in common use at the hospital.
In this way the different branches in a few months have already relieved the expenditure at the institution by many hundreds of pounds – a most welcome assistance at a stage when the hospital is so rapidly growing.
There will be refreshments and music at Thursday’s meeting. All who are interested in a great and popular charitable institution are asked to attend.
From the pages of the Frankston and Somerville Standard, 17 March 1922