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young, which were reared in full freedom and allowed to take fligh t with their parents when their wings were developed.

One goose, who returned to the Island year after year, was given the name of "old Mose", He was usually the last one to take off for the South and the first to return in the Spring. No fickle male goose was this one, as he raised a brood each year with his original mate! Park attendants heralded Spring with his return and, "Old Mose is back", promoted a much more optimistic viewpoint of forth­ coming weather than whether a groundhog had seen its shadow or not! However, there came a time when Old Mose seemed to be late. Watchers scanned the sky and despaired lest he might have died from a hunter's bullet, got lost, or become too old and tired to make the long journey.

The truth of the matter was that Old Mose had become too old to migrate South and had spent the winter on the Island. When they found him he was stiffly guarding his mate and their last little brood of goslings.

The Park Directors in the days of Old Mose were: W. H. Burns, Chairman; W. Ashman, Secretary; and Mayor H. L. Henderson, Harry Duncan, R. E. Polden, Dr. C. M. Thomas, E. C. Mellen, George Dewar, Ald. W. F. L. Hyde and Ald. N. K. Weber as mem­ bers.


A description of Island Park, as it is today, will not be of much interest to Portagers who have the pleasure of partaking in the activities there, and enjoying the beauty of the place whenever they so desire. So, it is for Portagers who have moved far away who remember the Lake as a 'slough', and the Island as a primitive section of a 'town', and also for all who live across Canada and the U.S.A. who have never had the pleasure of visiting here, that we describe Island Park as it is today.

We say we will describe it, which is a very difficult thing to do! It's a spot where hills never hide the sunset that reflects its beautiful colors on Crescent Lake that circles it; a spot where tall trees, many as old as our pioneer ancestors, make an intricate lace­ work pattern on the varied colorings of the sky; a spot where a gull who has anything to squawk about can be heard; a spot where you can feast your eyes on beautiful flowers while you relax or picnic on velvety grass or at picnic tables; a spot where birds sing