AS BILLY CAVERS, better known in police circles as the Swallow, labelled his last box for the day and upended it alongside a row of its kind, he knew for an absolute certainty that somebody was watching him, from behind. “Good evening, Jenkins,” he spoke pleasantly without turning.By ARCHIE P. McKISHNIE28 min
ADVERSITY that materialized in 1921 has stirred Western Canada to introspection—and action! The great prairie country with its native love of being up and doing and its penchant for initiative, is going to be one of the first sections of this Dominion to react in a hurry and adapt itself to the changed condition deflation is bringing about.By Charles Christopher Jenkins23 min
I MET Odette at the Ritz by appointment—her appointment. I had telephoned her house as soon as I had breakfasted, only to find that I could not speak to Philippe for the very good reason that he had gone over to London for two or three weeks’ business.By MARGARET HILDA WISE22 min
IT HAS been commonly supposed that snowfall in the North is heavy, but I have shown that the snowfall of Virginia or Germany is heavier than that of northern Canada or of northern Alaska. Of course the snow of Virginia, or Missouri, remains on the ground only for moments or days or at the most weeks and is then turned into delightful mud and slush.By VILHJALMUR STEFANSSON21 min
THE BIG stampede for the Yukon started in 1897-98 and to cope with the rush north there was a whirlwind series of movements by the mounted police which seemed to anticipate every contingency, head off all manner of calamities, make provision for protecting the boundary line against infractions of the customs regulations and generally see that law and order should prevail all over the wide area that was soon teeming with a nondescript, heterogeneous population of excited gold-hunters.By R. G. MACBETH21 min
THERE is in certain men—and Bruce Carmyle was one of them—a quality of resilience, a sturdy refusal to acknowledge defeat, which aids them as effectively in the affairs of the heart as in encounters of a sterner and more practical kind. As a wooer Bruce Carmyle resembled that durable type of pugilist who can give of his best only after he has received at least one substantial wallop on some tender spot.By Pelham Grenville Wodehouse20 min
THE ill-mannered girl was having difficulty with the fastening of her bag. That was her affair. Scarth had shown her courtesy and had been repaid with a stiff bow of acknowledgment, not even a word of thanks. For an hour they had sat vis-a-vis, the sole occupants of a first-class compartment, and she had gazed steadily out of the window on a flat and uninteresting stretch of country as if to block any conversational overture.By MARGARET BUSBEE SHIPP17 min
WHEN the last chapter of this political history closed, W. King, Esq., was modestly fitting his head to the Canadian Crown, and carefully selecting those it would be his delight to honor. Ernest Lapointe stood at his right hand; W. S. Fielding was on his left and away out towards the setting sun his emissary was carrying the terms of an offensive and defensive alliance to our T. A. Crerar, known to his colleagues and contemporaries as the Hired Man’s Hero.By J. K. MUNRO15 min
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