PROFESSOR PYE’S HOUSE was visible from one point on the Dorking-Guildford road as a cube of concrete rising above the dark foliage of a group of old yews. Standing upon the chalk ridge and reached only by a steep and flinty lane whose privacy was emphasized by a notice board, it suggested the isolation of an iceberg.By Warwick Deeping24 min
IN MY TIME I’ve seen my share of what they call the picturesque life—fur buyer, boomer telegraph operator in the gold fields, mine promoter and so on—but till this summer I never figured to live with seagoing gypsies. Certainly I never figured to see that kind of a life do what it did to so sensible and handsome a girl as Mary Walsh.By HUBERT EVANS22 min
VIRGINIA was distressed to be late. She had a genuine native courtesy, a polite, somewhat aloof little air, even with her friends; she was never tactless and never careless. Her engagement today was of especial significance. She was going to Miss Auscombe for the week-end, and Miss Auscombe had particular claims to consideration; she was elderly and she was important.By ELISABETH SANXAY HOLDING21 min
BARON BOUBINOFF, the Madcap Cossack, with the sub-title "The Only Cowboy Who Ever lassoed a Queen Bee,” is the name and style under which I’m to be advertised next season when I star with Smith’s Stupendous Stampede and Exhibition of Bucking Bronchos.By P. W. LUCE18 min
IS THERE TOO MUCH wheat in the world? And if there is, is birth control for wheat wicked? If it is not wicked, is it possible? Or is it necessary or wise? Some people fly into a passion at the very suggestion of wheat reduction by any means except natural disasters.By W. A. MACLEOD14 min
yOU MIGHT have thought that after the visit to Armsville, I had seen enough of armament factories. In some ways that is true, but it seemed to me very necessary to give the reader an impression of the way in which these firms spread their tentacles over Europe, and France was the obvious starting-point.By Beverley Nichols12 min
ADULT READers will recall stories read in their youth often behind the barn or lying in bed with a wary ear directed toward the stairway of famous bandits of long ago who climbed to notoriety as robbers of stage coaches plying to and from the gold fields.By PAUL MONTGOMERY11 min
THE TRAIN was speeding through the night toward the mountains. In the drawing-room of one of the cars five of us were gathered about a table upon which a number of partly filled glasses formed an irregular ring around a squat, brown bottle. The air was heavy with tobacco smoke, and the sound of the wheels clicking over the rail joints and rumbling across the switch points came to us so muffled that it was sensed rather than heard.By GEORGE LASH11 min
TORTURED by Mr. Dumsday’s verbal lashings, suffering under the allegation of blindfolding the goddess of Justice, humiliated by accusations of discrimination and unfair dealing, smarting through the insinuation that dishonest officiating and biased legislating are part of a scheme to win national rugby titles, it requires some control for an Easterner to reply calmly and logically to the problems aroused by the Western accuser.By H. H. ROXBOROUGH8 min
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