FIVE MILLION eight hundred and thirty thousand hogs is a lot of hogs. Nose to tail these porkers could form an unbroken chain stretching from Vancouver to London. If they were loaded in hundred-car freight trains you’d have to stand at a given point along the railway track for a whole year to see the “hog specials" speed by—one train every hour.By RAYMOND ARTHUR DAVIES
TONIGHT Edie loved the storm outside—the wind blowing a gale and banging all the shutters on the north side of the house; the rain washing down the windowpanes and turning the driveway into a swift little brook. She couldn’t even worry about her garden and what this was doing to her bulbs.By MAUD MERRITT
THE Crocus Breeze wasn’t the only paper told about our stooker and how he turned out to be a Nazzy prisoner escaped from the Broken Shell camp. All the city papers had it too, but they didn’t tell everything; they didn’t say a thing about my Little Daisy twenty-two rifle, and I’m going to tell it right, so I’m going to tell about that twentytwo.By W. O. MITCHELL
YUAN WOKE to a consciousness of close, crowding darkness, of aches in his body and clinging sticky moisture that he knew was his own blood. He heard, more and more distant, the dying clatter of machine guns. That meant his bold attack on Sze-Chau had failed, that his retreating guerillas fought a lingering rear-guard action against the hateful men of Nippon.By VICTOR LAURISTON
WHEN CANADA’S transcontinental railways finished blasting their way through the mountains to reach the West Coast, they were content. They never bothered to right turn and go north. The C.N.R. line through Prince George to Prince Rupert cuts British Columbia approximately in half.
THEY HAD told me that Canadians were cold and undemonstrative; they had told me that Canadians were self-conscious and shy; they had told me a lot of things about Canadians which I didn’t believe, but thankfully, I was able to discount them for myself.By ANNA NEAGLE
MOST OF US at some time or other have had a dream of being pursued by some villain and being unable to move our feet. Fortunately the villain never seems to arrive but it is a humiliating and disturbing sensation when the feet refuse to perform their normal function.
WAY BACK in 1939 A.D. the Canadian dinner table was among the most pampered in the world. Of all the varieties of foods produced on this good earth, seventy per cent found their way to our grocers’ shelves and ultimately to our kitchen doors. We could buy without let or hindrance practically anything which offered nourishment for our bodies or pleasure for our palates.By HELEN G. CAMPBELL
IN THE light of what we now know regarding the relationship of food to fitness, good cooking has been given an entirely new definition. Reputations are made today not by elaborate dishes and fancy “fixin’s” but by ability to select the right food and to prepare it in such a way that the nutritive value is conserved and fine natural flavors developed.By HELEN G. CAMPBELL
MOBILE artillery was still a thing of the future when a night-roving band of students from Mount Allison University at Sackville, New Brunswick, “captured” an ancient artillery piece from neglected ruins of Fort Beauséjour and hauled it five miles by van to the campus.By LAWRENCE EARL
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