Árdís - 01.01.1950, Síða 42

The Red River Fiood of 1950
So much has been written in papers and periodicals about this
year’s great flood of the Red River Valley from Emerson to the
city of Winnipeg, that we need not add words to it’s cause,
description or to it’s results.
The colossal destruction of property will in time be remedied
and the valley will again become one of the many prosperous
farming districts of our province. Towns will recover their losses
and Winnipeg regain it’s pre-flood appearance. All the strenuous
days and nights of toil, the fears and heartaches will in time be
only a memory.
That which will be truly remembered with just pride, will be
the magnificent spirit of the people involved, the immediate
response to the call for voluntary service and the good-will of
civilians from near and far places.
Winnipeg, appropriately called the “Gateway of the West” has,
for it’s length of years, been noted for it’s tradition of friendliness
and helpfulness, found in such generous measure throughout the
western provinces. Now, this tradition belongs not only to our city
and western provinces, but also to the east, to the south and from
across the seas. Kindly messages and generous gifts have poured
in from all directions since the first week of this devastating flood.
Neighborliness and Christian fellowship have been amply
exemplified in providing shelter, food and clothing to thousands,
the victims of this major disaster.
May we not believe that during this time of stress, the words
of our Lord must have echoed in many a heart, “I was hungered, and
ye gave me meat, I was thirsty and ye gave me drink, I was a
stranger and ye took me in. Verily I say unto you: Inasmuch as ye
have done it unto one of the least of these my brethern, ye have done
it unto me.”
B.H.