February 15, 1926

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The Golden Scarab

BEWILDERED, Kent swung on his heel. A long, wicked flash of lightning dazzled him and what he saw in that brief illumination of the bedroom brought a cry of horror to his lips. He leveled the beam of his torch. The lid was off the coffin of the mummy on the righthand side of the doorway! By HERBERT HOPKINS MOORHOUSE59 min

COINCIDENCE

"IF IT wasn’t for lucky coincidence,” said Carrington, “many a gentleman in ginger and broad arrows would be a highly respected citizen. They’re done in again and again by the most infernal flukes. The most baffling mystery—yes, I really think I may call it absolutely the most insolublelooking that has ever come my way, was solved by what seemed like a mere series of extraordinary coincidences.” By J. STORER CLOUSTON37 min

The Cold Jingle of Money

THERE was no cozier corner of the city that night of wild northeaster, than the lounge of the Engineers The group of smokers before the great open fire winced pleasurably when a splinter of sleet broke amid the giant black catspaw covering the broad window. By CALVIN JOHNSTON22 min

The Rose Red City

EDWARD LUCAS sighed, took off his glasses and polished them carefully with his handkerchiet. The figures in the neat columns on the page before him appeared to become alive; to crawl away as though they were trying to escape. A vague understanding of those errant figures drifted through his tired mind. By BEATRICE REDPATH21 min

Shall We Deepen the St. Lawrence?

SHALL we deepen the St. Lawrence? Should we deepen the St. Lawrence? If we do deepen the St. Lawrence, will it make us or break us? If we don’t deepen the St. Lawrence, will we be adjudged wise men or fools? Whether we like it or not—“we” being all those Canadians who vote, grumble about taxes and growl at the high cost of making both ends meet— whether we like it or not, those questions will have to be answered before the St. Lawrence is much older. By W. A. IRWIN17 min

THE MEDIATOR

MR. CUPIDORE had set his sable wings and descended on Chatville East much as a foraging hawk might settle in a farmyard replete with unsuspecting fowl. Mr. Cupidore was what is vulgarly known as a “short-change artist” of the first water. His methods of relieving his fellow men of that filthy but beloved commodity, money, were simple in the extreme, but original always. By ARCHIE P. McKISHNIE15 min

When Can We Escape This Deadlock?

THREE weeks of hectic, futile talk. Three weeks of struggle to gain office and to hold office. Three weeks of secret plottings behind green-baize doors. Three weeks cf log-rolling and caballing, of backstairs intrigue and proffered bribes. By M. GRATTAN O’LEARY14 min

Women and their Work

Do Canadian Women Know How to Buy Meat?

BECAUSE the question of marketing is such an important one and because the purchase of the family meat supply represents such an important item in the budget, it is well for every homemaker to get acquainted with the various cuts of meat. As the result of a recent survey it was found that out of one hundred women buying meat—thirty-two per cent, bought chops, while fifty-three per cent, bought steaks and ’roasts. By RUTH SAYRE11 min

Eighty Years on the Red River

FIFTY years ago, on February 4, 1876, Hon. Colin Inkster was sworn in as sheriff at Winnipeg. To-day, Hon. Colin Inkster is still sheriff at Winnipeg, and, for all his eighty-two years, he is at his office in the court house every day. Walking actively, with head erect, alert-eyed, with a nose that has strength and distinction in its modelling, a closelytrimmed grey mustache, a determined mouth and a well-shaped chin, his tall, straight figure is one of the best-known in Winnipeg. By W. J. HEALY10 min