November 1, 1909

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SHORT STORIES

Gutch of the Stock Exchange

THE “bears” had been caught “short,” and everybody in the House—except Loder’s broker, that is—was very sorry for them. The group of men standing by the chocolate and apple stall in Shorter’s Court involuntarily bent their heads and stared at the flagstones, as if a hearse were driving by, when Arthur Saville came out of No. 3 door. By PAUL URQUHART23 min

SHORT STORIES

NANCY WAYNFLEETE

SIR JOHN WAYNFLEETE had undoubtedly been deep in the counsels of those gentry of Lancashire who promised support to Prince Charles Edward. When the Prince marched south in earnest, Sir John had been also among those who had not kept their word. By HALLIWELL SUTCLIFFE18 min

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Good Things from Other Magazines

The Strain of Keeping Up Appearances

ORISON SWETT MARDEN, editor of Success Magazine, whose articles on self-help and kindred subjects are widely known, contributes to a recent number of that magazine a strong paper condemning the habit of living beyond one’s means merely to make an appearance in the world.

SPECIAL ARTICLES

From Golden Ore to Golden Fruit

WHO has not heard of the Kootenay? Very few, I dare say. It has been extensively advertised in two ways. First, by the wealth of its bona fide mines, and secondly, by the industry of the wildcat promoters who victimized an easy public with Kootenay flotations of exceedingly doubtful value. By EDGAR WILLIAM DYNES10 min

SPECIAL ARTICLES

The Opening Of the Dramatic Season

WITH the summer well over and the last belated though happy and rested vacationist returned to town, the eyes of the public are turned once more to the myriad pleasures of the city of which the theatre receives by far the largest share of attention. By William G. Colgate8 min

SPECIAL ARTICLES

The Work of Walter Allward

WHEN a modern sculptor has an inspiration, it is first expressed in what the French call a maquette, one of those small figurines of dark green wax, wherein a few swift and nervous finger pressures may catch and hold a complete artistic conception. By ARTHUR E McFARLANE8 min

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In the Smoking Car

COMING in from my usual weekly jaunt on a Friday night, I boarded the train at London. Tired and dispirited, I wanted to settle down for a quiet read, but every seat in the passenger coaches was occupied. Reluctantly, I made my way to the smoking compartment in a last vain hope, and there I found a vacant spot. By G. B. VAN BLARICOM7 min

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