December 1, 1972

TEAM CANADA IN WAR AND PEACE 3031

TEAM CANADA IN WAR AND PEACE

“Do we really have to go to the Bolshoi, Phil?” “It’s okay, Tony, we can leave at half time”
TESTIMONEY OF ATENT PREACHER 3435

TESTIMONEY OF ATENT PREACHER

Fire and brimstone in the upper St. John River Valley
THE CANADA COUNCIL AS AN ENDANGERED SPECIES 2627

THE CANADA COUNCIL AS AN ENDANGERED SPECIES

Too late the philanthropy?
COUPLES 4445

COUPLES

Portrait of the homophiles as just plain folks
THE RICHEST MAN IN CANADA 4647

THE RICHEST MAN IN CANADA

That’s what the old man claimed his brother was — but then, as Mrs. Adderley said, “the old coot lies all the time’’
YOUR VIEW 1415
YOUR VIEW

YOUR VIEW

I recently had the pleasure of visiting Canada again. A stormy Sunday in Antigonish was enhanced by the reading of my first copy of Maclean’s (September), a most informative, and interesting publication. The character sketches of Pauline Julien and Adrienne Clarkson were fascinating; the article on OFY, enlightening with its (satirical?) behavioral renderings of official motives and the deeds of Canada’s youth.
BOOKS 104105
BOOKS

BOOKS

Christmas and books. They’re concepts that run together in the mind like Liberals and arrogance or oka and pears. For me anyway one of the best times of the whole hokey season always comes around one o’clock on the eighteenth of December when I push my way into some narrow bookstore, crowded with shoppers on their lunch hours, crabby clerks distractedly answering requests for boxed editions of the Annotated Alice with “Well, who’s it by?" and the frenzied manager standing on a varnished three-step stool hunting for a book on Upper Canadian ironstone and shouting down to his assistant at the same time to bring up another box of Bertons from the basement.
Where The World Began 2223

Where The World Began

A small prairie town as an aspect of myself

FLOATING DOWN THE YUKON 3637

FLOATING DOWN THE YUKON

UNDER THE CYPRUS TREE 7677

UNDER THE CYPRUS TREE

To lunch on figpeckers, to hear the bouzoukis late at night, to swim the sea where Aphrodite surfaced, and to never mind
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