THE STORY:—While vacationing in New Brunswick, Inspector Jean LaTour of the R. C. M. P. is watching a university rugby game at Rockingham when he receives an order to go to the town of Wolfeton to investigate a murder. Sergeant John Hollow was stabbed to death by a person unknown while sitting in the common room of the Wolfelon police station.By B. S. KEIRSTEAD
THERE WERE TWO items of interest in Julie Croy's mail that June morning. One was a clipping from the Old Harbor Courier, the other a telegram from Nelson Hare. The eager and adoring young Courier reporter had written : “It is with pleasure that Old Harbor welcomes the distinguished group of players who, under the management of Miss Julie Croy, will bring us a summer feast of varied theatrical fare.By REITA LAMBERT
WHAT ARE you going to eat, Addle? Goon; order whatever you like and never mind looking at the prices on that bill of fare either because this is on me, and now that I got plenty of what it takes, the price don’t matter. Chicken salad and a glass of orange juice—is that all? Why, Addie, you don’t mean to say that you are dieting yet? Well, I ain’t hardly a bit hungry myself.By Frank Mann Harris
HAVING LAST AUTUMN attended the Assembly of the League of Nations, and a little later the Disarmament Conference, as Canada's representative, I have been surprised on my return at the great interest shown by the people of Canada in the work of the League and in international relations in general.By HON. R. J. MANION
THE CABIN was a blur in a waste of snow and scattered scrub tangles, a desolate blot of darkness in the discolored wilderness. Inside its moss-chinked walls three men were sleeping, rolled snugly in their blankets. They were trappers, and they had come from their solitary winter camps to the cabin to await an airplane which would take them and their winter’s catch back to civilization.By WILL R. BIRD
THERE WAS a time, not long ago, when to the ina1ienable rights of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness was tacitly added the right to earn a living. It was axiomatic that the desire to work implied the opportunity. And, as a matter of fact, in normal times the operation of natural economic laws usually did provide it.
PROBABLY two billion dollars of expatriated money are churning here and there about the earth, in response to changing ideas of uneasy owners who desire to escape or avoid countries where inflation of currency and credit is likely to be forced by circumstances, or to be adopted as a policy.
VANCOUVER takes her politics seriously these days. and for good reason. The city hall is a volcano, and every so often it groans and rumbles with some new sensation that sends forth a spectacular stream of forensic lava and a quake of political repercussions that disturb or delight the citizenry from Stanley Park to Burnaby and from Hastings Park to sunny Kerrisdale.By CHARLES LUGRIN SHAW
TOWARD the end of the thirteenth century, a celebrated artist painted a mural on the plaster walls of a Buddhist temple in China. Today his painting, now on canvas, hangs in one of the new galleries of the Royal Ontario Museum in Toronto. It is of colossal size, executed in a tempera-like medium of clear mineral colors, and was one of two that decorated the end walls of the ancient temple.By DORA M. SANDERS
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