THE POLICY of running a novelette complete in one issue has met with unqualified approval, if the letters received during the past few weeks are an accurate indication—and of course they are. An excellent start has been made with such stories as “The Jade God,” “The Lady of Ventures” and “Paganini’s Guitar.
Canada’s Firm Position Has Resulted in a Reduction in Money Costs and a Consequent Demand for Good Bonds
THE IMMEDIATE future in commerce and finance depends to some considerable extent on the development of events in the Near East; on whether these developments assume a graver aspect, or whether, as seems possible at the time of writing, the tension may he eased.
THE three Mahrattas, Sindhia, Holkar, and Bhonsla, were plotting the overthrow of the British, and the Peshwa was looking out of brooding eyes upon Hodson, the Resident at Poona. Up on the hill, in the temple of Parvati, the priests repeated prayers to the black goddess calling for the destruction of the hated whites.
A WARM, light Pacific breeze stirs from its ocean nest and sets forth to meet the night. The blushing sky deepens, fades and melts into dusk, star-sprinkled and filled with the indefinable charm of a South Sea night. Faint land noises drift over the still lagoon.
What You Should Know About a Child's Feeding. Second of a Series of Six Articles
ALAN BROWN, M. B.
THE first thing to be remembered before putting a young baby on an artificial food is that there is no real substitute for mother’s milk. Even when a food is compounded of the same ingredients, in the same amounts as nearly as can be determined, still there is a wide difference in its effects.
C. V. GROOME had left no friend behind him that evening he took flight from the Grand Central into his beloved Canadian North. At least, he left no friend to whom he cared to say: “Look here, Ami, I’ve got to talk this thing out. This thing on my mind gets more insistent instead of fading away, and I’ve got to talk it out with you.
IT WAS an unique and interesting sight in the early morning hours of September 19, to see a fullrigged Chinese junk making in from the Straits of Juan de Fuca for the port of Victoria, British Columbia. It was the first time in the diversified history of this outpost of Empire that such a craft has anchored here.
HUARD’S sensations were not those of pleasure. It was more a sense of curiosity that was bringing him back, a desire to see for himself what things had come to pass in the ten years that he had been away. It was strange to be returning, he thought, as he stood watching the foam churned up in the wake of the ship; spreading upon the black water like delicate white lace.
NO MATTER how careful a person may be, he sometimes gets in wrong, or, at any rate, in the wrong place. When I was much younger than I am to-day—it was during the time of the civil war across the line —I happened to be in Rochester, New York, taking advantage of the exchange in currency which was then decidedly in our favor—a $10 gold piece sometimes reaching as high a value as $28 in U. S. funds.
THERE WAS something of awe in the manner in which Farmer Elder heard the story, simple as it was. “You say," he repeated, as though he was struggling to grasp the full significance of the thing, “you say that Sid Siderman’s son way out in Saskatchewan has got a crop of fifteen thousand bushels of grain in one year! Gad!
The Night of the Tempest THE sun went down that evening on a weird northern world. The wind, which had been pressing out of the east all day, had dropped as at some elemental sunset signal; but the great lake, lashed to fury, raced by windrow upon windrow of long, curling “shanty" waves — the terrible seas for which Superior in its wrath is peculiar.
Michael Collins’ Thrilling Account of The Attempt to Undermine The British Secret Service In Ireland.
BRITAIN’S Secret Service in Ireland was a force to which she might well point with pride. For centuries it had successfully broken down every outbreak in Ireland. It was an expensive force to maintain, but it was maintained without regard to cost.
A Striking Character Sketch of Bulgaria’s Ruling Statesman
CORRIERE DELLA SERA
ANDREW STAMBULISKI, a huge man with masses of coarse hair and heavy bristling mustache, and with the appearance of a prize fighter, is the present autocratic ruler of Bulgaria. Elected by the peasantry who have secured the electoral supremacy of the country his word is law.
THE AUTHOR of this article in the Manchester Guardian is founder and director of the Research Institute in Calcutta which hears his name and is famous for his investigations into the physiology of plant life. For the last hundred years the problem which he has now solved has puzzled all the leading physiologists.
Advertisement "THAT’S a good advertisement page 6 of this issue of MacLean’s,” I said to Patsy Jane, “about Joseph organizing the first Insurance Company. Pretty smart, that!” “Do you think so, William?” said Patsy Jane. “Why?” She was calmly cutting little holes in a piece of linen, and sewing them up again in that Penelope-fashion that holds an odd interest for even the most intelligent women.
Some Intimate and Picturesque Incidents in the Career of a Famous Canadian Writer Who Left New York for Alberta
ELIZABETH BAILEY PRICE
TO HAVE reached that pinnacle of success of an author in the United States that you are considered “Vogue;” when publishers are demanding that you produce more and more; when every line turned out is bought at the top figure; when your books go through edition after edition; when you just have proven your value to the moving picture world by winning the ten thousand dollar prize offered by the Chicago Tribune—then to leave suddenly and bury yourself for five years on an Alberta ranch, is the experience of Mrs. F. Reeve, better known to the reading world as “Onoto Wat-anna.
I WAS NOT quite eighteen years when I made my entrance into New York City. I had a letter.from Mr. S— editor of Frank Leslie’s Magazine. Instead of the usual printed rejection slip, Mr. S— had written me a quarter page letter, in which he expressed an interest in my work and suggested that I should let his magazine see whatever else I had written besides the short story “regretfully returned.
While Hubby Fumed—-“Aren’t you ready, dear?” “As soon as I fix my hair, Henry.” “For gracious sake, haven’t you fixed your hair yet?” “Fixed it! I haven’t found it yet!”— New York Medley. Told Everything—A Scotch paseeager on a liner was watching an approaehing vessel through field glasses.