February 1, 1934

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Murder in the Police Station

Your Bridge Party

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The Little Flier

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Murder in the Police Station

THE STORY: While vacationing in New Brunswick, Inspector Jean LaTour of the. R. C. M. P. is watching a university rugby game at Rockingham when he receives an outer to go to the town of Wolfelon to investigate a murder. Sergeant John Hollow was stabbed to death by a person unknown while sitting in the common room of the Wolfelon Police station.
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Your Bridge Party

IT WOULD be hard to find anyone form of entertainment more generally popular than bridge. Hostesses who plan painstakingly every detail of a party will select bridge. So popular has it become that the socially minded chatelaine would do well to arm herself with all the knowledge and equipment necessary for successful bridge entertaining.
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The Little Flier

MR. WILLET K. SARGENT frowned with august displeasure at the young woman seated across the desk. Dorothy Sargent was not a young woman at whom one generally frowned; in fact, the distinct opposite was true. She was personable in a fall ensemble of tan.
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Your Horoscope

Readers of Maclean’s who have received Horoscope Readings from Miss Marguerite Carter will find an installment of sections below; further sections will appear in the next and following issues of Maclean’s. These readings are Miss Marguerite Carter’s applications of the rules of Astrology as laid down in well known ancient and modern textbooks.
Utterly Useless Woman 45
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Utterly Useless Woman

TWILIGHT HAD CREPT into the drawing-room. The curtains at three high arched windows had not yet been drawn and the triangles of dimness showed a powder of snow and a greying wind and a closing day. Inside, the deepening shadows served to emphasize the rich qualities of a room that held color—dark polished surfaces, flowers in blue bowls and tall vases, amber lamps, books and deep chairs and soft dull rugs and smaller bright ones.
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SHOTS and ANGLES

SHOTS and ANGLES

MAYBE IT IS true that the movies can never be reckoned among the arts, cameras being what they are—sharp, and downright and given to explaining themselves. But as long as there are pictures like "Little Women” (RKO) no one need worry about the ultimate value of the films.
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In the Editor's Confidence

In the Editor's Confidence

UP TO NOW we have considered our rejection slip to be rather a good one. It is polite, tactful and so worded as to leave an impression that we are pretty good fellows around this place. But we have received a copy of a rejection slip sent out by a firm of Chinese publishers and it makes ours look like a demand for overdue taxes.
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Assist for Sullivan

THAT WAS Sylvia on the phone. If you’ll listen a minute, I'll tell you how I came to meet Sylvia. You see I came to the New York Cougars from Duluth just a couple of weeks ago and we are playing in Ottawa, which is a place across from Hull. Well, the boys tell me that in Ottawa there are eight girls to every boy, and there is standing odds of eight to one that a single man doesn’t leave on a single fare because he is not single any more.
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Mr. Taschereau

MR. LOUIS ALEXANDRE TASCHEREAU is frequently referred to as the last surviving aristocrat in Canadian public life; a description which seems to overlook Mr. Mitch Hepburn, the Prairie Flower of Old Ontario. He is also known to newspapers as The Grand Seigneur of Quebec, and takes quite a kindly interest in the welfare of simple old habitants like Sir Herbert Holt and Mr. George Montgomery.
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Low Road

The Long, Long Trail of Youth in Search of Work
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GENERAL ARTICLES

CRY HAVOC

IT SEEMED utterly impossible that this could house the League of Nations. For although it would not be accurate to say that I had dreamed of a white palace set upon a hill, with doves crooning among groves of myrtle, it would be even more inaccurate to say that I had dreamed of a second-rate hotel in a back street, with a garden containing only a few old Brussels sprouts.
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Brickbats and Bouquets

To an old reader of Maclean's it is interesting but disappointing to observe the progressive decline from your former stand of virile patriotism ever since you have been bitten by the disarmament bug. Of course, disarmament and pacifism are the popular and fashionable crazes of the moment.
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SHAMATEURISM

IN MID-NOVEMBER in Winnipeg, national leaders in amateur sport held their annual parliament. The event itself was not unusual, for the walls of the best-known convention assemblies in Canada during forty-six years have echoed to the sonorous sentiments of simon-pure evangelists as they expounded the doctrine that “the game, not the reward, is the thing worth while.”
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