SEPTEMBER 21, 1914, marks the third anniversary of the coming into power of the Government headed by Sir Robert Laird Borden. The administration has now been in office for three years and, when it is considered that the time has been short, it cannot be denied that its legislative record is creditably long.By John MacCormac13 min
LAMONT made no remonstrance when she told him; then vanished to his laboratory. Later, pursued by a myriad of small voices, she followed him to say good-by. It was a year since she had ascended these narrow stairs. At the door she hesitated. It seemed she was about to break in on that which had robbed her own life of light.By ALAN SULLIVAN12 min
IT’S not my style to speak unkindly of the dead,” said Uncle John, in his high-pitched, rasping voice, “but if you ain’t got more horse sense than your father had, don’t you ever dare to marry and raise a family. No man should have a family when he can’t provide for them.By WILLIAM BYRON31 min
"WHERE did this come from, then?” “I am sure I don’t know. I never saw it before.” The Indian woman came to the door, saw the bundle, and broke into a volley of Ojibway. The woodsman replied in the same tongue and then threw the bundle at her.By ROBERT E. PINKERTON25 min
THE Canadian papers were bristling with a choice bit of news. A bit of news such as would make most papers bristle. In short, the descent of sudden fortune. The news of such a descent will cause a flutter of excitement in the most blase. What must it have caused amongst the citizens of Wolfe Island, Ont.?—citizens who are not in the least blase.By MARGARET BELL12 min
THE private secretary’s rule about callers at the 135th street aerodrome waiting their turn melted under her imploring request to take her card in to Danbury Rodd at once. “Mademoiselle Antoinette Rouget!” Rodd read aloud. “And what does she want?”By FREDERICK PALMER21 min
IT IS a great thing to waken up the man on the street— that vague, elusive personality in our public life, which, after all, is the final court of appeal so far as approval or condemnation of a movement is concerned. Our awakeners take different lines of action.By HUGH S. EAYRS9 min
DISHAM was disgusted. He stood at the bar, one foot on the rail, gazing moodily at his reflection in the fly-specked mirror of the dark bar. What he saw might well have pleased a more critical observer than himself—the face and bearing of one who was in the first flush of a young manhood that had been ripened and softened by life before its time.By GEORGE E. PEARSON20 min
IF one cared to trace the analogy in detail, there would doubtless be found many points of similarity between such families as the Cawthras of Toronto, and the Astors of New York. Both established themselves in the cities which were to be the scene of their future prosperity at a very early stage of their civic development.By W. A. CRAICK17 min
FATE, in the guise of Mrs. Emory dropping a milk can on the platform under his open window, awakened Murray that morning. Had not Mrs. Emory dropped that can, he would have slumbered peacefully until his usual hour for rising—a late one, be it admitted, for of all the boarders at Sweetbriar Cottage, Murray was the most irregular in his habits.By L. M. MONTGOMERY17 min
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