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GENERAL ARTICLES

Horse Meat for the Hungry

Western Canada’s horses, made jobless by tractors, are being slaughtered to feed the needy of Europe By MORLEY MURRAY8 min

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GENERAL ARTICLES

Beverley Baxter's London Letter

THE CUNARD CO. has been obliging. For £127 I can share a cabin with a male passenger when the Queen Elizabeth sails for New York next week. The Treasury and the Bank of England have examined my request for U. S. dollars and agreed to allow me so many per day on the condition that my earnings, if any, shall be remitted to Britain in their entirety.

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GENERAL ARTICLES

The Revolt Against Bevin

A British Labor "rebel" reveals the inside story of the political fight over Britain’s foreign policy By RICHARD CROSSMAN, M.P.16 min

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GENERAL ARTICLES

Home the Hard Way

An unfaithful wife left a war wound deeper than the blast of an 88 shell, but John Brown won his way back to normal life By LEX SCHRAG7 min

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GENERAL ARTICLES

Washington Memo

BOTH high officials and “experts” on the lower levels feel decidedly encouraged about the prospects of organizing peace. This revival of optimism is due, of course, to the softening of Soviet policy. The better informed do not profess to know how far or how long the Kremlin will withdraw. By ERNEST K. LINDLEY6 min

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GENERAL ARTICLES

One More Dream

For Ruth the scarlet and gold caravan held a threat to love. To Mark it was the shape of romance itself By H. GORDON GREEN16 min

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Editorials

Whose Money Is It Anyway?

LAST MONTH the government raised the pay of some top civil servants by as much as 50%. We have no quarrel with that. But the Minister of National Revenue, Dr. J. J. McCann, took occasion at the same time to warn private industry it had better not do likewise.

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GENERAL ARTICLES

What’s Wrong With The Liberals?

"The Liberal Party is travelling in the ditches of expediency, first Right, then Left" By HON. C. G. POWER16 min

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IN THE Editor's Confidence

EVERY now and then a frustrated author sidles into these offices, digs a jocular knuckle into the ribs of the handiest assistant editor, and booms: "Come on now! Do you people read all the stuff that’s submitted to your magazine?” Before answering in detail, we’d like to say that we’re in complete sympathy with the pangs and morbid doubts behind this oldest of all the writer’s tribal cries.