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May 1, 1973

SPORTS

THE PASSION OF A BOW HUNTER

TUNDRA

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SPORTS

Winning Isn’t Good Enough

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THE PASSION OF A BOW HUNTER

Moral ambiguity at full draw For nine days, last autumn, with Nova Scotian archers on their deer hunt in Chignecto Game Sanctuary, I carried a black scribbler of 120 pages. I used it twice: first for a note, “confession and fellowship,” and then for a mess tin cover to speed boiling water for tea one rainy noon in the woods.

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TUNDRA

Portrait of the Barren Lands as a beautiful graveyard

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The transformation of a white nigger

Happy at home with Pierre Vallières On this late afternoon the city is encrusted with a cover of snow and ice. A fine spray of freezing rain adds a final note of despair to the greyness of the day. My taxi is heading east. We are in a predominantly French working-class district of Montreal, known to its inhabitants as the Plateau Mont Royal.

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FILMS

Kamouraska: A Dazzling Achievement

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I’m Joyce Davidson Sus kind and the pleasure... ...is mine...mine...mine

Expatriates are interesting. They inhabit a special no-man’sland all their own, between two perspectives, two loyalties. They live in the half-home, spiritually speaking, of the displacement camp. So do rich New Yorkers, I’ve decided.

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BOOKS

Listening To Our Storytellers

45

OTTAWA

Contracts And Clout

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MANIFESTO FOR SURVIVAL

My grandfather was an Indian doctor and a respected leader of his people, and during his last 10 years of life, which were also my first 10, I saw a proud man stripped of his dignity and pride. I saw his face as the priests told our people that if they listened to him, or sought his advice, they would burn in hell.

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IDEAS

Government By Lobby

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