vol. 10, no.5, october 1981 - Memorial University of Newfoundland
vol. 10, no.5, october 1981 - Memorial University of Newfoundland
vol. 10, no.5, october 1981 - Memorial University of Newfoundland
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some oldtimers<br />
Story-telling with Johnny Stride<br />
cross the road from the<br />
A Stride household in<br />
Phillips Head, perilously close<br />
to the landwash, lies the old<br />
cemetery, a focal point for local<br />
history. The original settlers <strong>of</strong><br />
the area are buried there <br />
people such as Skipper George<br />
Stride and his wife, William<br />
March and his wife, and the<br />
notorious Frank Rimmer, who<br />
arrived in <strong>Newfoundland</strong> as a<br />
stowaway on a French ship,<br />
sometime in the 1870s.<br />
"Back in 19<strong>10</strong>there was 30feet<br />
<strong>of</strong> sad between the cemetery and<br />
the sea," claims Johnny Stride,<br />
Skipper George's grandson.<br />
"You could drive a horse and<br />
carriage along there full blast,<br />
no trouble. But the sea kept<br />
wearing away, wearing away,<br />
until ten years ago it started to<br />
expose Frank Rimmer's c<strong>of</strong>fin,<br />
and we had to rebuild the lower<br />
edge <strong>of</strong> the cemetery." John<br />
Stride, born 11 December 1908,<br />
spent many years driving horse<br />
teams in the woods for the International<br />
Pulp & Paper<br />
Company on <strong>Newfoundland</strong>'s<br />
west coast. He retains a keen<br />
love for good horses and good<br />
yarns.<br />
"Frank Rimmer was a rugged<br />
man," Johnny continues, "but<br />
he was only short - he'd have to<br />
get up on a brick to milk a<br />
rabbit. When he was young, he<br />
became famous for cutting the<br />
biggest log that was ever cut on<br />
Gander Lake. He lost part <strong>of</strong> his<br />
arm in a woods accident and just<br />
had a stump below the elbow . At<br />
night, he would hang a lantern<br />
on the stump and swagger along<br />
the path. His first wife was a<br />
Snow from Lewtsporte, and she<br />
bore him five sons and three<br />
daughters. After she died,<br />
Frank married my grandmother,"<br />
Another old-timer that John<br />
Stride likes to remember is<br />
Ephriam Rowsell, local furbuyer<br />
from about 1880 to 1920.<br />
DECKS AWASH-21<br />
Johnny Strid e strikes a foreman's po se near the artillary statio n at Phillips<br />
Head , where he was labour for eman lro m 1940,<strong>10</strong> '43,<br />
Eph Rowsell would travel to the<br />
various settlements in the Bay<br />
each February to buy furs, relay<br />
news, and get into long conversations.<br />
"One night in<br />
Charles' Brook," explains<br />
Johnny, "there was John Hutchings,<br />
Danny Decker, and<br />
Skipper George Perry all got<br />
together when Eph Rowsell<br />
arrived, and they talked about<br />
the Bible all night long. They<br />
were sitting around the wood<br />
stove smoking Home Rule<br />
tobacco. It was a Waterloo<br />
Number Three stove with a rim<br />
around it, and by four in the<br />
morning, they had the top <strong>of</strong> that<br />
stove filled right level with<br />
matches from lighting their clay<br />
pipes. After they had had a<br />
couple <strong>of</strong> hours sleep, Eph<br />
packed up his furs to head<br />
across the Bay to Uncle Bobby<br />
Porter's house . Just after he<br />
left, Danny Decker remembered<br />
some point he had forgot to<br />
bring up in the discussion<br />
the night before, so he put on his<br />
snowshoes and caught up to Eph<br />
Rowsell out the tickle just to<br />
have the last word. That's the<br />
kind <strong>of</strong> fellas they were in them<br />
days!<br />
"Once when I was going on the<br />
spring drive, about 1927or '28, I