THE JEWEL is in the lotus . . ." That is the prayer, or shibboleth, or simple declarative twaddle whichever way you're constituted to construe it. The phrase is written in countless repetition, on thousands of paper rags to hang in Tibetan prayer cylinders.By ROBERT WELLES RITCHIE31 min
THE MAN seemed to bring with him into the sedate atmosphere of Malcolm Gossett's simply furnished office an alien note of vibrant emotion, a queer impression of drama close at hand likely to blaze up at any moment. In his person he was difficult to place—a long, gaunt human being who might either BE a habitual invalid or recovering from some recent illness.By E. PHILLIPS OPPENHEIM28 min
DOWN through the centuries the merciless uncertainty of public opinion has chiselled furrows in many a statesman’s brow, but if you would view human instability at its peak, contemplate the world of sport. Where, for instance, did the grand old game of croquet go? What cured the ping-pong fever? Who buried miniature golf? Where are the quoit tossers? Why did roller skating expire? When did club-swinging and rope-skipping cease to be sport attractions?By H. H. ROXBOROUGH9 min
CAPTAIN THOMAS paused to glance along the spacious promenade deck. Some distance aft, under a deck light, a girl and a man were chatting, and the girl’s happy laughter rippled musically. The man was tall, dressed by a good tailor in smart evening clothes, and if one might judge by the expression on the girl’s upturned face, his frontal appearance was not displeasing.By CAPTAIN DINGLE27 min
I DON’T SUPPOSE it matters where you are married— in a church, at home or the registry office—so long as the knot is securely tied. But if you have a lawn which is your pride and joy, why not have the ceremony there? The weatherman is usually kind in June; the flowers are at their loveliest and altogether the garden is a pleasant spot.By HELEN G. CAMPBELL8 min
HIS HEAVY, florid face darkened with annoyance, John W. Todd stamped past the clerks in the outer office and steered his portly form on a direct course toward a door of frosted glass, lettered with forbidding blackness, “Private." He entered and slammed the door behind him.By BEVERLEY OWEN23 min
WILL YOU kindly allow me a few observations anent Benge Atlee’s article. “The Future of Medicine?” do not desire to intimate that Mr. Atlee’s scheme, or some modification of it, is not to some extent laudable. But does he not show a tendency to glorify its apparent advantages and to minimize its disadvantages? Perhaps another Aesculapian dream interview may be forthcoming which will reveal future political and other trickery, and lobbying and graft, even though a “business man or two” be included on the directorate.
IN AN ENTERPRISING little city of the new Canadian North, a train clattered to a standstill and a young woman of striking appearance and even more striking reputation alighted. Her good looks bore the hallmark of fresh air and sunshine and her slim grace might have been envied by an antelope, but it was her air of all-round competency that was most noticeable.By JOHN HOLDEN22 min
THE MORTGAGE lending companies, which include loan corporations, trust and insurance companies, form an integral part of the financial structure of Canada—a structure that has withstood the shocks of the past four years of economic adversity in a manner that has commanded world-wide attention and admiration.By W. A. HIGGINS7 min
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