EEN CELEBRATING British Columbia

again, this time at the 108 Ranch Resort. I go

to the Cariboo for the stars and the meadow-
larks, but this trip the skies every evening were dark
with storm clouds, and the meadow-larks had all
managed to get reservations in the Okanagan.

However, as my friend has
pointed out, my hayseed quo-
tient has survived exposure to
the fast, reckless life of the ci-
ty, and there’s lots of
pleasure to be taken in the
sounds and smells even when
the weather gets gloomy.

Take that home-made sign
at 70 Mile. The premises are
unprepossessing in the ex-
treme, but out front is a big
white square in a standing
frame that declares, une-
quivocally if a bit wobbly,
‘‘We are staying tll THE
END.”’ That’s true Cariboo
erit.

And though I couldn't
count the number of times
I’ve passed the little church
with its back to the road at
the Bonaparte Ranch, | had
never before noticed the little
gallery wrapped around the
steeple at its midway point,
for all the world like a starch-
ed frill around a bony neck.

| have to tell you, though, I
also go for the food. Eggs for
one thing. The Cariboo still
boasts people who keep
chickens, the eggs from
which are not master-minded
by some marketing-board in-
to taking their turn on the
shelves two weeks after next.
Get 'em right out of the nest.

We brought home
potatoes, too, dug out of the
back yard and sorted lovingly
by hand so that I could have
a bag of litth ones to cook
with the corned beef! They'd
had a killing frost in those
parts on August 27 that

Sultana
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Rolled or Quick

Oats

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Popcom

mall

blackened the tops of
everything and brought on
the harvest. Oddly enough,
the petunias and marigolds
were still bravely showing
their colors around the 108,
though soggy in the morning
light.

the kitchen
ranger

Eleanor |
Godley

On the way home we stop-
ped at Hilltop Gardens — us-
ed to be Gallagher’s, in the
olden days — just the other
side of Spence’s Bnidge. They
sell their own corn, tender,
milky, sweet, and their own
tomatoes and potatoes and

Dare

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Strawberry

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Jam

Coffee

Beans

Pasta

Fresh

onions, and peaches and
pears as well as_ several
varieties of apples. The

tomatoes aren’t as pretty as
the ones we see displayed in
our stores, and nobody has
washed them lately either,
but they have lovely flavor.
They even smeli/ like
tomatoes.

Before we left the Interior,
the rain held off one evening
long enough to permit a
barbecue of some monumen-
tal steaks. The barbecue
stood at the top edge of the
lawn that slopes to the shores
of Lac La Hache, the grass
studded with poplar trees,
singly and in clumps.

Those trees are all of them
scarred in the lower trunk by
beavers’ teeth. And if you
look over there to the night,
in the lake shallows, you can
see their twiggy refuge bulk-
ing in the reeds. Some of the
tooth-and-claw marks rise
fairly high on the trunks of
the trees. | thought it might
have happened over a winter
of deep snow, but | was told
the beaver stand on each
other’s shoulders to get at the
juicy bark higher up. Do you
believe that?

The really big event on this
visit was being re-acquainted
with a legendary stove, surely
the Dowager of farmhouse
stoves. She’s been part of the
Cariboo for nearly a hundred
years, her first job being to
feed the stage-coach
travellers at the original 150
Hotel.

The clearly visible lettering
on the front of her fire-box
reads ‘“‘McLennan & McFeely
Ltd., Vancouver, B.C.’’, and
as that affilhation moved
from Victoria to the
Mainland in 1886, it could
have been any year

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thereabouts. (it was years
prior to Prior). Her name is

there, too — ‘‘Cordova
#10.””

She’s not one of your
floosie stoves, sporting ail
that chromed scroll-work.

On the contrary, she’s an un-
compromising box of
galvanized iron, with lids as
thick as thumbs. When you
want to lift one off, with that
iron dingus designed solely
for the purpose, you need
two hands. She’s bricked into
place and ready for anything,
from zucchini bread to huck-

leberry jam.

The vicissitudes of hfe —
fire, flood and the bank,
amongst them — have
jockeyed her into a number
of jobs, the longest and
steadiest being with the

Cowan family at the Onward
Ranch. She was their Kitchen
Goddess, and when the ranch
was sold there was real sor-
row over the parting. But
happily the new owner’s wife
couldn’t wait to replace her

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369 g

Kraft
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Back to good ol’ country living

with a nifty new enamelled
job with automatic knobs.
So now she’s in a place of
pride, dominating the kitchen
space of a house that was
literally built around her.
From the sturdy looks of her,
shell finish out her first cen-
tury and take on the next
without batting a stove-lid.

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