March 2, 1957

London Letter 45
London Letter

London Letter

Why the Queen asked for Macmillan
Mailbag 5455
Mailbag

Mailbag

Should you choose your own charity?
Parade 5657
Parade

Parade

They really were the cat’s pyjamas
The menace on our horizon of $$$$ 0_21
Editorial

The menace on our horizon of $$$$

Walter Gordon’s masterful condensation of a ton of regional, municipal, association and corporate briefs into a two-pound preliminary report on Canada’s economic prospects has understandably become a bestseller. Whether or not the government decides to implement the royal commission’s recommendations, its predictions and the larger stocktaking of resources to follow in further studies will provide valuable terms of reference for Canadian business planners.
Me and my family ...the story of the Conachers 89

Me and my family ...the story of the Conachers

the warm and colorful story of one of Canada's most famous families by one of its most famous sons
Maclean’s Movies 2627
Maclean’s Movies

Maclean’s Movies

BEST BET Full of life: A huge hole in her termite-ridden kitchen floor soon becomes the least of Judy Holliday's problems in this genial domestic comedy. She finds a sparring partner worthy of her mettle in Salvatore Baccaloni, who hitherto has restricted his funny business to the world of the opera.
Edith Read’s ungentle formula for raising young ladies 2425

Edith Read’s ungentle formula for raising young ladies

She preaches more sport than etiquette, scorns child psychology, runs classes in the middle of a traffic jam and hasn’t lost a fight with an alderman yet. Her school thrives on it
When the king’s chef cooked for me 3233
My most memorable meal: No. 16

When the king’s chef cooked for me

The meal I remember best was cooked for me by a fat old man in a village called Meounes, near the seaport of Toulon in southern France. His name was Trotobas, and he owned a hotel so small and humble I was astonished when he invited me to come into the back room and take a glass of absinthe with him while we discussed what I was going to have for dinner.
I’m sick of being a good listner 1213

I’m sick of being a good listner

Bob was brought up to believe it was not only polite but rather brilliant to lend an attentive ear. But it’s got so everybody’s talking but Bob. Now he’s ready to blow the whistle
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