Beatty Brothers / Keeping it Clean.

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In response to Jersey 2448, that found a Beatty wringer washer in New Brunswick, that was made in Fergus Ontario, here are some pictures of the factory. Its a pretty nice building. My great uncle worked there and I just found out my mom's cousin did the payroll. She was in a more 'genteel' office space up on St. Andrew street. She didn't have to 'muck in' with the rough factory workers or uncle Charlie.

 

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The back end was a really great flea market, now it has kind of hit the skids.

 

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Built right on the river.

 

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Factory Doors

 

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The name is all over the town. Streets, parks and park benches. I love the Beatty scoll, just like on the rinse tubs.

 

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They donated the pool to the town.

 

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The plaque

 

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The Beatty Brothers House, now a bed and breakfast.

 

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The house is 89 or 109 steps to the factory. It depends on which door you use.

 

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Downtown Fergus is very nice and reported to be very haunted.

 

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Ten minutes from Fergus is the equally beautiful town of Elora, on the gorge. In between is a creepy old house of refuge. The building has gave me the creeps forever. I chose to pay a vist.

 

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It is now a museum.

 

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The plaque

 

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Great exhibt going on.

 

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Keeping Clean

 

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I could have cried leaving the building. All the people that were forced into the work house.

 

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Look how this woman aged!

 

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More pics

 

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This mural was done by a local artist here in Harriston. He painted himself as the young boy being brought into the house of refuge.When entered, you only used the front door once. After that only the back door to the barns or when they carried you out. A funeral was the undertaker and the vicar coming to get you. No family allowed and you were buried in the poor house cemetary.