October 25, 1958

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KLONDIKE!

The rise and fall of Dawson City

There was nothing like it north of San Francisco's Barbary Coast. Fools, knaves, a sprinkling of heroes and one saint— Dawson City swelled with their thousands through two fevered years. Then came the flames By PIERRE BERTON38 min

ARTICLES

A new look at the future of man

One hundred years ago a plump monk, Johann Gregor Mendel, studied the growth of successive generations of pea plants in the quiet garden of his monastery in Brünn, Austria. That was the peaceful beginning of modern genetics — the science that deals with heredity and variation among living things.

A.R.M. LOWER DISCUSSES

THE GODS CANADIANS WORSHIP

Observing with a piercing eye, and recording with a whetted pen. the struggle of his nation to forge an identity of its very own has been the lifetime task of Arthur Reginald Marsden Lower. As Douglas Professor of Canadian History at Queen's University, he has had the perfect seat from which to view the struggle, and his several books record his findings.

ARTICLES

Roy Thomson’s invasion of Scotland

At a speed that shocks the cautious Scots, this transplanted Canadian has revitalized their shaky national newspaper, taken charge of commercial television and become as well known as Johnnie Walker By Leslie F. Hannon19 min

FAMOUS FAMILIES AT HOME

The Oscar Petersons

In this first of a new series of intimate interviews, a brilliant woman reporter calls on a renowned jazz pianist and his family — and discovers what life’s like in the home of a globe-trotting celebrity whose hours are upside-down By JUNE CALLWOOD16 min

FICTION

How much is an Englishman worth?

At first James didn’t believe in bandits— but they believed in him. Wasn’t the señor a writer who made much money? So as their prisoner, all he had to do was prove it By ALAN SCHOLEFIELD16 min

ARTICLES

A TV repairman talks back

Kids kick him. Men cuss him. Women throw crying jags at him. He’s a hum when the set won’t work and a bandit when he collects for fixing it. But never, until this moment, has he told the blistering truth as only he knows it

ARTICLES

My week on the Grand Banks

The trawler Blue Foam, seven days out of St. John's, Newfoundland, rode low in the rough seas over the Grand Bank. As she dipped to port to meet the next assault a big wave curved, smooth as jade, over the rail. "That’s what I like to see,” grinned Captain Archie Thornhill, watching from the wheel-house. By JOHN CLARE10 min

For the sake of argument

Why I won’t push my children into college

Neither of my children wants to become a doctor, engineer, lawyer, teacher or atomic scientist, which is all right with me. It’s also all right with them that I’m not going to insist that they go to university, merely to satisfy my ego or from a vicarious urge to make up for my own lack of a college education. By HUGH GARNER EXPLAINS9 min

LONDON LETTER

Has TV passed its peak?

Everyone knows that during the summer months there is normally a seasonal lull on the stock exchange. In brokers’ offices, whether they be in London, New York or Toronto, staff members play gin rummy to fill in the dreary hours until closing time when they are off like a shot to the seaside or the golf course. By BEVERLEY BAXTER7 min

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