IN THE RANKS of that vast army of men who at one time or another have worked for Harry Comfort Hindmarsh, the presiding genius of Canada’s largest newspapers, the Toronto Star and Star Weekly, there circulates an intriguing but untrue story that illustrates the awe in which he is held.By PIERRE BERTON
WHEN Eaton’s bought into Vancouver’s family compact of department stores three years ago, eighteen men, stirred by the snapping of fingers, filed out of a brick-fronted eight-story building on the fringe of the city’s skid row. Like pallbearers going to mourn the passing of an old friend they walked up the street into the higher-rent district until they reached another big building.By MAC REYNOLDS
IN THIS YEAR, one of the most dangerous on human record, the future of mankind will be directed largely by the inhabitants of three buildings. One is the Kremlin. The other two are the Pentagon and the White House in Washington. As the United States moves toward the most confused but vital elections since 1932, as the free world alliance moves toward a period of terrible strain, the Kremlin remains invisible and unknown.By BRUCE HUTCHISON
EARLY JULY was upon Wildhorse Basin and the summer heat cursed the land. Where grass should be green and lush for the stock, only heat waves rose from the cracked earth. The stock stood on the bare ground watching for Will Hadley to return with a jag of the last swamp hay from the drying mountain spring bench and a barrel part-filled with the day’s run of water.By ROBERT J. HOGAN
THERE ONCE was an Indian princess who sang in tones both fierce and tender of her people and the forest she loved. When she died they buried her under the tall evergreens at a place where the setting sun burns across the water, and her songs lived on.By Jack Scott
PARADISE, N.S., has a name that suits it. Quiet, peaceful, contented, it’s set among the apple orchards of the Annapolis Valley and sheltered by rolling hills. No place could seem more remote from cloak-and-dagger drama, more isolated from political intrigue.By IAN SCLANDERS
DOGS may be dogs to you but to me a large dog is as furious as a charging bull, as dangerous as a hungry lion and as fearful as a hippopotamus. You see, when I pull in my belt and deliberately draw myself up to full height, I am still only forty-eight inches tall.
WHEN a river, big fish and human beings are struck by spring madness simultaneously as they are each April the result is the chilliest, zaniest, most exciting angling in the world. The river is the Miramichi, which winds through the forests and past the farming and lumbering communities of northeastern New Brunswick and empties into the Gulf of St. Lawrence.By WILLIAM J. DRISCOLL
SUFFICIENT time has elapsed since the death of King George VI for us to look upon the event with the appraising eyes of contemporary history; yet it is also recent enough for us still to feel the emotional impact. While these memories are fresh we should try to understand the meaning and the reason for the reaction not only of the people of the Commonwealth but of people throughout the civilized world.By Beverley Baxter
BACKBENCHERS on both sides of the House are looking hopefully to the Government these days. If they are good boys and do all their homework the Government may bring in a bill at this session to provide pensions for members of parliament. Bona Arsenault, MP for Bonaventure and an insurance man by occupation, has been working for this for years.By BLAIR FRASER
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