September 1, 1949

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Fiction

The Wind in the Juniper

FORESTER woke slowly. For a while he lay there, trying to identify this new feeling. A thing that was not new, really, hut the return of something known long ago and lost in time— but with a difference he couldn’t yet define. The sense he had was that of coming back from sleep to the knowledge of earned leisure. By CHARLES BRUCE26 min

Fiction

SPINNAKER SPINSTER

SUNDAY is the day I have my stock answer ready, so when the footsteps coming along the dock stopped and a voice said, “Hi, Pop. Whadda you know?” I was ready for it. Not that I have anything against bandying pleasantries, but week ends there just isn’t time for it. By STEVE HAIL22 min

Articles

Beads to Billions: The Story of the H. B. C.

Big men and big deeds mark the stormy history of the Bay Company which has thrived on conflict. It has survived wars, exposes, cut-throat competition, booms and busts By RAY GARDNER19 min

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George Young, Yesterday’s Hero

At 17 Canada’s boy wonder swam his way into a fame that tore his life to shreds. Once offered a $250,000 movie contract, now he hasn’t got a dime — only a hidden heartache.

By ROBERT THOMAS ALLEN19 min

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SCHOOL AND ME

Idon’t think there was ever another school, anywhere, like that one in the tiny village of Dalhousie West, N.S., around 1916. I don’t mean it was one of those quaint affairs that writers dream up who wouldn’t know a pollywog’s nest from a tapioca pudding; and we weren’t the proverbial barefoot boy, whistling as if he’d swallowed a bobolink. By ERNEST BUCKLER, M.A.15 min

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How to Save Your Husband’s Life

HAVE YOU ever entered the lobby of a large hotel in a large city in the evening? Have you noticed the women sitting about in the comfortable lounge chairs? You will notice that most of them are in the middle years, well-dressed and well-groomed, there are lines of disappointment and worry showing through the fastidious make-up, and they are alone. By GEORGE LAWTON11 min

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The Land of Black and White

ANERLEY, Natal I can understand that many Canadians are puzzled and disturbed by what they hear about South Africa. It is my aim here to explain ourselves, to tell sufficient of our past history to explain our present, and to take a peep into the future. By ALAN PATON11 min

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Ivy in the Ruins - On the Beach, a Bitter Ghost

CAEN, France—It was early afternoon of a beautiful summer’s day. At low tide a spa, cious stretch of beach sloped from the yawning mouth of a broken German pillbox to where little waves from a placid sea ran onto the sand and gracefully collapsed. By L. S. B. SHAPIRO11 min

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