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L.U. No. 230 Victoria, B.C.
Editor:

With its new officers duly initiated, Local No. 230 is well started on its chase of Old Man Prosperity “just around the corner.”

The new officers are as follows:

President, Brother Lemmax. This worthy Brother has served in this office for four or five terms, in fact he gave up this office during the war to go overseas and do his bit, and this Local owes him much for his untiring zeal in the cause of union labor.

Vice president, Brother Tonman, foreman of the power company’s line gang, a staunch old card man, who is well liked by all the Brothers.

Recording Secretary, Brother Shapland.

Treasurer, Brother Smith, a natural-born mechanic, who was a member of the aviation corps during the war. He is a wise and efficient watchdog of the local’s funds.

Financial Secretary, Brother Reid. Good old Bill! He has held this office since the year 1907, and in spite of the heavy responsibilities and worries of this office and added weight of being business manager, is still carrying on as strong as ever. Judging by the number of personal appeals he gets for financial aid, some of the Brothers must think he has a private gold mine.

Foreman, Brother Peck, of horseshoe fame, and a mighty fisherman. What was the last one he caught? Oh, yes! It was a cod weighing 37 pounds.

First inspector, Brother Quest, as mighty with the hand axe and pliers as his ancestors were with battle axe and sword.

Second inspector, Brother Down, the Ty Cobb of the baseball arena, whose war club has busted up many a tie game.

Long term trustee, Brother Neville, with the accent on the last syllable, if you please. Brother Sid goes around with an anxious look in his eye, as if expecting a sudden swipe from a certain gray-haired old badger. Better consult that lady fortune teller, Sid!

The cards of these members range from the year 1902 up.

At our last regular meeting Local No. 230 found it necessary to pass a motion warning members whose dues are being paid for them, that if they do not attend the last regular meeting each month, their dues will not be paid further.

Funds were voted for holding a basket picnic on July 30, and included in the program of sports will be a game of soft ball, and also a baseball game for a cup, which was last won by our Brothers who do expert inside wiring, when they get the chance.

As Brother Haines is chairman of the picnic committee a good time is expected by all.

Brother Brown has to wear sun glasses to protect his eyes from the shine on his new Ford “eight.” He was out driving the other night and almost collided with the rear end of Old Man Prosperity. Must close this letter as urgent demands are coming from the boss of the house for help in solving a cross-word puzzle.

Shappy.



	Published in August 1932 - I.B.E.W. Journal L.U. No. 230 Victoria, B.C. Editor: With its new officers duly initiated, Local No. 230 is well started on its chase of Old Man Prosperity “just around the corner.” The new officers are as follows: President, Brother Lemmax. This worthy Brother has served in this office for four or five terms, in fact he gave up this office during the war to go overseas and do his bit, and this Local owes him much for his untiring zeal in the cause of union labor. Vice president, Brother Tonman, foreman of the power company’s line gang, a staunch old card man, who is well liked by all the Brothers. Recording Secretary, Brother Shapland. Treasurer, Brother Smith, a natural-born mechanic, who was a member of the aviation corps during the war. He is a wise and efficient watchdog of the local’s funds. Financial Secretary, Brother Reid. Good old Bill! He has held this office since the year 1907, and in spite of the heavy responsibilities and worries of this office and added weight of being business manager, is still carrying on as strong as ever. Judging by the number of personal appeals he gets for financial aid, some of the Brothers must think he has a private gold mine. Foreman, Brother Peck, of horseshoe fame, and a mighty fisherman. What was the last one he caught? Oh, yes! It was a cod weighing 37 pounds. First inspector, Brother Quest, as mighty with the hand axe and pliers as his ancestors were with battle axe and sword. Second inspector, Brother Down, the Ty Cobb of the baseball arena, whose war club has busted up many a tie game. Long term trustee, Brother Neville, with the accent on the last syllable, if you please. Brother Sid goes around with an anxious look in his eye, as if expecting a sudden swipe from a certain gray-haired old badger. Better consult that lady fortune teller, Sid! The cards of these members range from the year 1902 up. At our last regular meeting Local No. 230 found it necessary to pass a motion warning members whose dues are being paid for them, that if they do not attend the last regular meeting each month, their dues will not be paid further. Funds were voted for holding a basket picnic on July 30, and included in the program of sports will be a game of soft ball, and also a baseball game for a cup, which was last won by our Brothers who do expert inside wiring, when they get the chance. As Brother Haines is chairman of the picnic committee a good time is expected by all. Brother Brown has to wear sun glasses to protect his eyes from the shine on his new Ford “eight.” He was out driving the other night and almost collided with the rear end of Old Man Prosperity. Must close this letter as urgent demands are coming from the boss of the house for help in solving a cross-word puzzle. Shappy.