THE COUNTRY lay under a thick white coverlet of snow, and it was lovely stuff, fresh as eggs right from the hen. On one corner of the cleared intersection was a general store, old as the hills, built here when both the roads were dirt. On the other, cater-cornered across, was the gas station of Joe Foster.By PAUL ERNST16 min
Christmas has a smell to it, the perfume of pine making the whole world bright and shiny. That was why you couldn’t make a Christmas tree out of a poplar or Miss Thomas’s old rubber plantBy JEAN HOWARTH16 min
WHEN young Antoine Rivard went to his father, the late Mr. Justice Adjutor Rivard, and told him that he had decided to handle a murder case, the elder Rivard was shocked. The 104-year-old law firm of Rivard, Blais and Gobeil had never handled a criminal case before.By FRANK HAMILTON14 min
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