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 flamesBy PIERRE BERTON38 min
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.
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.
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 WalkerBy Leslie F. Hannon19 min
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-downBy JUNE CALLWOOD16 min
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 itBy ALAN SCHOLEFIELD16 min
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
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
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
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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