ON THE morning when Laminai and all his host set out, never to return. Uta Matu, sitting where his women had placed him on the sand of the beach, watched the canoes depart. It was a glorious morning and the waters of the lagoon, stirring tthe first of the ebb, were sweeping towards the break, beyond which lay the outer sea, like a vision of shattered sapphires.By H. deVERE STACPOOLE46 min
HENRY PITT was one of those punctual people we often read of but seldom meet. If his gold-filled hunting-case watch varied by a matter of more than twenty five seconds. Henry was worried: partly because it offended his sense of the fitness of things, partly because he held towards it the feeling of one who has detected a supposedly faithful friend in a falsehood that, however small, shakes one’s faith in that person’s reliability.By LESLIE GORDON BARNARD43 min
THE red brick hospital of a Toronto veterinary surgeon stood in a quiet street within sound of the roar of traffic. From around a corner came a girl of six—a ragged little figure, with one stocking down about her ankle and her face smudged with dirt through which tears had left their trace.By NORMAN REILLY RAINE, DOROTHY G. BELL25 min
IN ALL the pre-Confederation assemblies and legislatures of Canada there was a substantial proportion of British-born members because a very large number of the inhabitants of Canada owned the British Isles as their place of nativity. Even after Confederation the proportion remained reasonably large and included three Prime Ministers, Sir John Macdonald, Mr. Alexander Mackenzie, and Sir Mackenzie Bowell.By JOHN A. STEVENSON22 min
THE rusty, clanking old steam tramp Matilda, a sea-going pig according to her long-suffering crew, wallowed her way to the pile wharf at Iloila. McDonald, the engineer, had temporarily abandoned swearing at her: even his flow was inadequate.By HENRY HOLT17 min
BRUCE, Dolly’s husband, and Harold, her brother, had been discussing women the evening before in the living-room of the cottage at Cypress Glades, while Dolly, curled up in the armchair, listened quietly. Harold said that women were illogical because they were women.By PHYLLIS DUGANNE17 min
Soap and Water is the Primary Aid, but Cosmetics, Wisely Used, Will Accomplish Wonders. Many Are the Mysteries of the Modern Beauty Parlor. Some Women Seek Beauty Aids Brazenly, Others a Little SheepishlyBy DOROTHY G. BELL16 min
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