SINCE the year 1907, I had lived in Berlin and had filled many engagements in different opera houses in Germany; singing in Wagnerian roles. On the fifteenth of June last year I entered upon an engagement with the Summer Opera in Berlin. Wagner’s Ring was to have been produced fifteen times.
How Sub-Lieutenant Foster Discovered a Submarine Base
A VERY neat little harbor,” commented spruce Midshipman Farrell, recently appointed to No. 4 pinnace of the Shetland patrol: “Any chance of a submarine lying up here, sir?” “Heave the lead for Mr. Farrell, bow!” commanded the officer beside him, who, no longer in his first youth, found the other’s curiosity something too insatiable for his comfort.
THIS is the story of an achievement, an achievement which will mean life and health to many, many Canadian children. It is the tale of how a great life-saving product came to be made by a university—an institution whose usual business, as everyone knows is to develop the youthful mind.
IT was not until Stephen St. John rose to announce his text that he saw Judith Allen. He had never seen her before, but he knew there could be only one woman in Lynndale answering to the description of the stranger in the Blakeley pew. He squared his shoulders involuntarily.
"A SETTLER on one of our limits,” remarked Senator W. C. Edwards, of Ottawa, during a debate on the mischief of forest fires, “set ablaze a piece of woods to clear his ground for five bushels of potatoes. Five bushels of potatoes, mark you! And before his fire got itself stopped, he had burned down three million dollars’ worth of pine.”
STUB RAYLEY was lifted by his collar three feet into the air and held there at the end of one of Bob Bruns’ mighty arms. The big man shook him gently. “Out with it!” he commanded. “This is no time for your long-winded meanderin’s. If it’s up to me, tell me quick.”
PRINCE RUPERT, that dashing soldier of fortune and buccaneer on the high seas, whose name is commemorated in the Western tex-minus of our Grand Trunk Pacific did a remarkable day’s business when, in 1670, he induced Charles II. to give him and his seventeen associates, control over most of the North American continent.
AS Mr. Shakespeare aptly puts it: Excursions and Alarums! Dull sickening thuds in the distance. Also faint moans. Enter Frank Broadstreet Carvell, L.L.B., K.C., M.P. for Carleton, N.B., chief gunman to his Majesty’s Loyal Opposition in the Canadian House of Commons.
SYNOPSIS.—Donald Fenton, a young Canadian, was traveling in Europe when the tear broke out. He was enjoying the luxury of unlimited means, and the transition from the position of newspaper reporter and real estate salesman in Montreal to a millionaire touring the Continent, was still novel.
"REBUILD your plant!” In three words the Efficiency Man, who had been called in by a large Canadian manufacturing concern to report on certain internal ills of their plant, jarred the directors out of their smug complacency. Rebuild their plant, that busy, smoke - belching hive of industry, the capacity of which had been doubled in the last four years and on which immense sums had been spent for reinforcing and general remodeling?
IT was a hot August afternoon after a strenuous practice in the sun that Dick Darrell formerly of the Montreal Shamrocks and now one of the brightest lights in the Blankford allstar team, approached Jack Sprout, who held the joint position of manager and trainer.
THE beginnings of Canadian history are interwoven in the most intimate way with the efforts of the monarchy and nobility of France and the Church of Rome to graft upon the new world a system which in the old had brought corruption, strife, warfare and suffering.
SYNOPSIS.—Sir Horace Lazenby has been acquitted in court on a charge of trust making. He decides to take a holiday to get away incognito for a long-needed rest. This holiday he uses for the writing of an autobiography, telling his life story from the beginning, with the idea of justifying his operations in the realms of high finance.
THE story is told of a young man anxious to succeed in life who went to a multi-millionaire, the late Collis P. Huntington, for advice as to how he should proceed. “Take ten thousand dollars and go into the business of raising rubber trees,” said the railroad magnate, as though ten thousand dollars were a mere bagatelle that anyone could lay his hands on at a moment’s notice.
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THE Parliamentary Recruiting Committee, working in conjunction with the War Office, has been sedulously engaged for several months past in a vast campaign in which posters have played a very important part. The hoardings of the country have been covered with an infinite variety of pictorial and letterpress appeals to the manhood of the nation to come forward and take a share in that greatest of all fights, the struggle for national existence.
AMONGST many lessons that the Great War is teaching England, none is perhaps more important than a careful consideration of land and problems connected with it. Let us consider how Belgium, a small and not particularly fertile country, less than twice as large as Yorkshire, has been so successful in cultivating land.
IN the old mansion at Pallanza, Sept. 4, 1850, was born the present Chief of the General Staff of the Army. His parents were Raffaele Cadorna and Countess Clementina Zoppi—two names cherished in the military history of Italy. At the age of ten he entered the military college of Milan.
AUSTRIA (to Servia) : You scoundrel, get down on your knees and eat ten mouthfuls of dirt! Do it in one minute, or I’ll shoot! Russia (to Austria) : I’ll shoot if you do; (to Servia): Eat all the dirt you possibly can ; do your best to keep him from shooting.
HOW Kitchener’s Army was secretly increased from one million to four million men right under the very noses of the ubiquitous German spies is one of the most amazing stories of the war. The feat of clothing, arming and training this mighty host, and of then smuggling it out of a supposedly submarineblockaded island to France, has no parallel in history.
THERE is a growing recognition in the industrial world of the determining effect that the life outside of the shop has on the life within. Many men of intelligence and understanding declare that our hopes of a better industrial world cannot be realized if that life outside is unhappy, hopeless and meager.
MORE gasoline is being used in the world to-day than ever before —yet the price of this fuel, so essential in this era of the internal-combustion engine, is lower than it has been in many years. The present European war has been termed the gasoline war, and justly so, for if deprived of this fuel the armies engaged in the great conflict would be compelled to suspend operations.
OIL oozes slowly in thick, viscous streams from the great lathes, as as they turn slowly but irresistibly in their relentless power; overhead the smooth, worn belts speed briskly and slap at the ceiling. The hum of a thousand machines fills the air; the confusion of whirling arms and belts and cams bewilders the eye.
CYLINDERS! Eight of them now! Ten or eleven factories turning to V-type motors and eight cylinders in 1915. And several manufacturers completing the problems of twelve-cylinder motors! Thus the motor car is growing up. What the end will be, no one can say.
WHILE the white men of Europe are destroying themselves and disintegrating their territory, the yellow men of Japan are planning to extend their influence, increase their power, and consolidate their fellows of blood and race and color.
THE wonderful accuracy and power of modern artillery have driven armies underground as the only salvation from annihilation. At the same time the enormous numbers of men engaged extend the flanks so far that turning movements are often impossible and battles must be decided by frontal operations.
SINCE the beginning of the war numerous attempts at the analysis of the German character—many of them excellent—have appeared in print. The mentality of the nation, its subservience to officialdom, the scheme of German upbringing, the thoroughness with which things are thought out, and the bases of measures prepared and laid down—all have been the theme either of warm admiration or of cool dissection.
SOME few years ago, an observing man noticed that his heels were pounding on the hard pavement of the city streets in rather disagreeable fashion. He thought that it would help to pad his heels with some resilient material, and tried a rubber heel.
A FLEET of war vessels going into action with the admiral transmitting orders to his captains by word of mouth is the latest wonder promised in wireless communication. Following many rumors that a practicable wireless telephone was being quietly developed by Marconi, definite announcement has just been made that the Italian navy has adopted the instrument and the British Admiralty has been conducting tests aboard English vessels.
THE strong hold Winston Churchill, the novelist, has on the Canadian reading public is again evidenced by the presence, with a good lead, of “A Far Country,” published June 2nd, at the head of the list of novels in strongest demand in this country for the month of June as based on reports from representative booksellers throughout the Dominion.
A CANOE is the thoroughbred of all water craft; it is stronger than it looks, and it has ultimate resources upon which you can depend. Take an eighteen-foot canoe, which will measure thirty inches across the cockpit. Its beam will be much greater.
DOMESTIC life nearly approaches the ideal among pigeons. Except for the intervening of man, it probably would be ideal. Pigeons, if left to their own choice, marry from love and live together until death separates. A breeder can turn twenty pairs of pigeons into the same enclosure safely.
Business Men are Only Now Able to Realise How Far-reaching are the Effects of the War
JOHN APPLETON, Editor of The Financial Post
BUSINESS forecasting at the present juncture is an exceedingly difficult problem. In normal times it is beset with hazards; now the problem baffles those of long experience and broad knowledge. The fact is that existing conditions have no precedent: history is a doubtful guide.
SEVENTY years ago a portraitpainter sat at a clumsy desk in Washington and jiggled a metal tab with nervous finger. In Baltimore an armature clacked, and one understanding its untried speech translated the click into “What hath God wrought!” That day was born the wire.
THEY met at Quinby’s unexpectedly, for the first time in three months, and after the handshake proceeded to their old table in the corner. “Well, how goes it?” asked Bendy. “ Bendy,” said Dudd Bronson, ignoring the question, “I am the greatest man in the world.