FROM a number of readers and contributors has come the query—Does the advent of a new editor mean a change in the policy of MacLean's Magazine? The foundation on which MacLean's rests is Canadianism. Expansion, of necessity, means structural development, but it will be on the same foundation.
GREAT CROP OF DOLLARS BEING REAPED EACH YEAR FROM TOURIST BUSINESS
J. HERBERT HODGINS
AT THE supper table, Junior, our seven-year-old question box, advanced a new problem for family pondering. “Why don’t we go touring this year?” he asked, with the supreme nonchalance of youth. “Jimmy Dawson’s father bought a caravan,” he offered by way of urging, “and this summer they’re going to hitch it up to the old Ford and they’re going up north—daddy, where’s up north?— and, oh, yes, Jimmy’s daddy says they’re going to catch fish and shoot bears—and live like gypsies—daddy, why can’t we go and live like gypsies, too?”
DEPRECIATED currencies, war debts, reparation payments and the large gold holdings of the United States have complicated the phenomena of international finance so that many old questions must be considered from a new viewpoint. Perhaps the most important contribution to the recent discussion of monetary affairs was Professor Keynes’ suggestion for a managed currency which would have done away with gold as a basis of monetary values.
Constipation conquered, skin and stomach disorders corrected — youthful energy renewed — by this fresh food
NOT a “cure-all,” not a medicine in any sense —Fleischmann's Yeast is simply a remarkable fresh food. The millions of tiny active yeast plants in every cake invigorate the whole system. They aid digestion—clear the skin—banish the poisons of constipation.
THE crash and jar of striking timbers awoke Carlton Secord from deepest slumber to an awareness of possible disaster to his pleasure launch. As he sprang, pyjama-clad, from his bunk, the launch again struck forcibly with that ominous grinding sound of wood on rock.
SEVEN years ago, the only thing aerial about the Royal Canadian Air Force was its name. Not one piece of flying equipment did it possess. Then, at the close of the war in 1919, Great Britain gave Canada $7,000,000 worth of surplus air stock and equipment.
THE main street of Valeboro was just awakening from its afternoon nap, and several gentlemen of leisure had foregathered on the Commercial Hotel’s verandah. One of them peered up the street to where a closed wagon, drawn by a middle-aged, white horse, came into view.
LITTLE more than four weeks ago—during the first week of March to be exact—the newspapers carried a despatch from Saskatoon which announced with the baldness common to news despatches that a long standing feud among the farmers of Western Canada had been terminated through the amalgamation of the Saskatchewan Grain Growers’ Association and the Farmers’ Union of Canada.
I WAS talking with a sea-faring man beside the harbor of St. John. He had been loading kegs of nails on to a little schooner, but he must have been his own master, for, in the middle of the afternoon, he sat down on a keg and told me the story of Bill Coffey:
MR LENNOX BALLISTER, stave-cutter by profession and constable by will of the people, was finishing his breakfast by the light of a smoky oil lamp. It had been a hearty meal, despite the fact that trouble hovered over his crinkly head like a blue halo.
"CREDIT me with paying you the compliment of taking precautions, old bean,” drawled the cool, insolent voice of Alceste. “You surely would not expect me to leave the cartridge clip in the magazine of the gun you keep in that drawer?—particularly when I have been rather expecting this showdown at any moment?”
THE second act of the Parliamentary drama at Ottawa, is, if anything, more tragic than the first. When, as in the beginning, members were merely talking, the cost to the country was but $30,000 a day. Now, when members are still talking and the Government is attempting to legislate, the $30,000 a day cost goes on, while, in addition, the Ministry is asking the House for $345,000,000, including $3,000,000 for the Hudson Bay Railway, and is fathering a number of vote-trapping measures that will pyramid both taxes and debts.
HE WAS driving a ramshackle wagon hauled by a brokendown horse, and poverty and hardship were written on the faces of the scrawny woman who sat beside him and the ragged youngsters who stared out from among an accumulation of furniture. But he smiled and there was an eager flash in his eyes.
MAC going! Well, why not? Has he not always been “going?” I remember his saying that excepting for four years spent in the C.E.F. and the R.A.F. during the war, he had never remained on one job longer than ten months until he became editor of MacLean's in 1920.
THAT the recent trouble in China was I fomented in part by Russian Bolshevist agitators and that these agitators were financed in their endeavors from funds of the Bolsheviki there now seems not the slightest doubt. The North China Daily News (Shanghai), recently printed a series of papers and extracts from documents, which it declares it reproduced from photographic copies of the originals sent out by Soviet officials.
Scientist Shows How Nature Has Saved Man From Perils of a Fly’s Existence.
J. B. S. HALDANE
YOU could drop a mouse down a thousand-yard mine shaft and, on arriving at the bottom, it would get a slight shock and walk away. A rat would be killed in such an event, a man would be broken and a horse would literally splash to pieces. Such is one of the assertions of J.B.S. Haldane in a novel and interesting article in Harper’s, entitled, “On Being the Right Size.”
Protest That Britain'S Public Men are Fawning in Desire to Please United States.
PROTEST against “the growing spirit of servility towards the United States,” in which he says so many British public men indulge, is voiced in no uncertain terms by David Harrison, LL.D., writing for the English Review. Dr. Harrison insists that ever since the American civil war “with its unpleasant Alabama and other incidents,” British leaders have been scrupulously careful to avoid anything which might have the appearance of offending America.
Only Economic and Political Education Will Save Great Britain From “The Ruin of Nationalization”
E. T. GOOD
FALLACIES and falsities of Socialism are the subjects of a vigorous article in the Quarterly Review by E. T. Good, who declares that such erroneous views ‘have to be met with the hard facts of Capitalism, and combatted by economic and political education, if we are to be saved from nationalization and the ruin it would inflict upon our industries and trades.”
ON THE main street of Oakville, Ontario, there is a little stuccoed house that is more than it seems. Compared with the homes of the many well-to-do people who make this pleasant little town their home, it is almost insignificant. And yet, observant passers-by will stop to look at it a second time.
NATURALLY, an after-the-show supper must consist of easily prepared foods, but it is not necessary that it should always be composed of cold dishes. When the housewife has at her command modern contrivances for cooking at the table, such suppers may be made quite an event Usually the guests enter into the fun of the affair and the supper proves to be the best part of the evening’s entertainment.
Question—R.T.D.: I have been given to understand that there is a kindergarten training school in the maritime provinces, as well as in Ontario. Can you inform me? Answer—There is one in Saint John, N.B., which is under the Kindergarten Association.
IN A previous article when I was discussing the matter of reflections in beautiful woods, I deplored the use of anything beneath the vase, the candlestick, or any glowing incidental piece which might destroy the effective reproduction of its outline in the polished surface on which it stood.
IF, IN the Spring, as we have been told, a young man’s fancy turns to thoughts of love, it is no less certain that the housekeeper’s thoughts turn naturally to the condition of her windows and curtains. During the winter, it is impossible to keep the windows immaculate.
Another One—Diner: “I’m interested in the food merger—” “Hash!” shouted the waiter. No Padding—Former Hat Salesman: “A large head of cabbage, ma’am, say about six and seven-eighths?”—Life. So’ve We—We have long suspected that many a politician who claims that he hears his country calling, is a ventriloquist.—Judge.