THE BELL on our typewriter has been playing a duet with a deeper throated gong at a ringside in New York. We have been trying to write to the accompaniment of the radioed description of the fisticuff contest between Mr. Joe Louis, a colored gentleman from Detroit, and Mr. Thomas George Farr, a large, blond son of Wales.
THE NUMBER of people killed and maimed in automobile accidents this year is cause enough for sterner measures against drunken, reckless and inefficient drivers. Ontario’s “Try Courtesy” campaign having been futile, the government of that province has tried horror advertisements and encouraged motorists to report reckless drivers encountered on the highways.
ABOUT THIS time there will be showing in Canada a film entitled “Farewell Again.” It is a British picture in more than one sense. It was made by London Film Productions Limited. The many and varied characters are admirably portrayed by an all-British cast.
An epic of the heroic days when great companies battled for supremacy in the Wild North, and men loved as fiercely as they fought
ON A SUMMER day in the year 1804, Big Angus, a middle-aged Scot, stood in the guerite, or watch tower of York Factory, chief establishment of the Hudson's Bay Company, staring out over the wrinkled expanse of sea. He had broad sloping shoulders, sandy hair and beard, and steel-grey eyes; his wide mouth was firmly set, his expression one of dour resolution.
ONE DAY recently, Mr. Neville Chamberlain sat down at his desk at Downing Street and wrote a letter. Unlike most men of high position, lie prefers to write a note in his own hand if he can possibly get the time. Perhaps from a rather Old World courtesy, he knows that it is more personal, more intimate, and therefore more likely to be appreciated.
Psychology says that the loser can be the winner—>if he’s smart at the right time
ANDY FREEMAN drove up to the Lodge just a few minutes before dinner, and Judy introduced him to all of us. When she came to Jim Laird, Andy stuck out his hand and Jim took it. I knew what was coming. Jim has a grip like a stone crusher. A pained look flashed across Andy’s face and then was gone.
Russia, says Col. Drew, is a "paradise" of corruption, inefficiency, squalor and terrorism
LIEUT.-COL. GEORGE A. DREW
JOSEPH VISSARIONOVITCH DZUGASHVILI alias Koba, alias David, alias Chichikov, now known as Stalin, rules the largest and potentially wealthiest nation in the world. No one man has ever exercised absolute authority over so many people in the history of the world.
Hard-boiled Mort Rae slapped heart interest into a story for the sake of bonus and by-line — but got a dividend
MORT RAE, of the Morning Dispatch, sat in the telegraph office at a Northern town called Traverse, betraying his faith for a price. He bashed a battered typewriter, to produce the veriest piece of hokum he had written in the three long years since he had left university and, casually and with some condescension, entered the field of journalism.
Continuing a master coach’s exposition of the fine points of Canada’s autumn sport
ON ATTACK or on defense, successful football strategy must be based on team play. It must be the combined efforts of twelve men on the field, each man with his own job to do, each man doing that job in his own backyard, and no man leaving that backyard until his job is completed.
Facts and figures expose many share-the-wealth fallacies, states
S. E. McGORMAN
SINCE DEPRESSION really struck home, in 1931 and 1932, the desire to improve the welfare and guarantee the security of the lower-income groups has reached epidemic proportions throughout the world. Nowhere has the fever been so high as in the English-speaking countries.
A heat-crazed man, a foolish deed under India's blazing sun, torture or dishonor—and retribution
THE UNION JACK has commonly and rightfully come to be regarded as a peacemaker. But there are occasions when a display of red. white and blue incites hostilities. This story concerns two such occasions, both of which happened within that region of the British Empire known as the “Furious” Gomal, which is dubiously a part of the North-West Frontier Province.
Yes, already we are thinking about Maclean's Christmas Number. We want for it a feature supplied by our readers. The title will be "MY STRANGEST CHRISTMAS.” It will cover a selection of the best true stories submitted—stories of actual experiences.
East and West don’t see eye to eye on Canadian football management, but it all adds spice to the Dominion finals
CERTAIN DEVOTEES of Canadian rugby have been wagging their heads sadly over the situation in the Dominion for the past ten years. Football, they say, will never come into its own until Western and Eastern exponents of the great autumn game manifest a little more brotherly love— a little more of the old give-and-take—until they bury the hatchet and smoke the pipe of peace.
The second of a series of articles describing easy methods by which a dog can be trained
WHEN A DOG has learned his “A B C’s”—when he is dean in the house and walks nicely on the lead, when he comes in obediently and trots at your heel—you may begin to think of putting him in “the first book” of obedience training. Perhaps you have watched the obedience classes at dog shows recently, wondered just how training like that can be accomplished, and if something approaching it can be worked out by the amateur trainer who owns an ordinary pet.
If you have received notice that your subscription period is nearly completed, this is to remind you of the necessity of sending in your renewal order at once. With literally thousands of new buyers and new subscribers for Maclean's every month, even our constantly-increased press-run seldom leaves us with any copies for subscribers who have neglected to renew.
EVERYBODY wept over “Stella Dallas” when it made its initial screen sensation twelve years ago. Everybody, I imagine, will weep over the present version. It's the sort of screen drama that can’t go wrong in any period, since its story of mother love and sacrifice is as true for one generation as another.
Knight Without Armor.—Through the Russian Revolution with Marlene Dietrich. It’s a great strain on everybody concerned. Dietrich admirers, however, may find it worth while. Saratoga.—Jean Harlow’s last, unfinished picture. Not one of the star’s best, it has a tragic interest not included in the script.
IN THE Standard Frequency Laboratory of the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation at Ottawa, is a device which produces what is probably the most unique musical time signal in the world. It is a specially constructed oscillator which each night at eleven o’clock.
UPON THIS rock in the harbor of Port la Tour, Nova Scotia, tradition says, was celebrated the first Catholic mass in Canada. It was in the year 1604, when Champlain, in company with De Monts, was seeking a suitable site for a settlement in Acadia.
THIS BLOCKHOUSE was built by Captain Ethier and twenty of his men of the 65th Mount Royal Rifles of Montreal, who were stationed there during the Riel Rebellion. No actual fighting took place there, hut the blockhouse served its purpose as a stronghold in case of an attack by the rebels.
Across Down 1. Dandies. 5. An overall. 8. The cheek of an animal. 12. Clumsy. 13. Group of South Sea Islands where R. L. Stevenson made his home. 14. A mark of division. 15. Bundle of new-cut grain. 16. Saucy. 17. Small copy of an article made to scale.
ELDERLY persons who become sick must be got out of bed and back on their feet as rapidly as possible, in order to stall off death, is the opinion of Dr. Louis B. Laplace and J. T. Nicholson, of Philadelphia. Confinement to bed hastens death in persons over sixty years, they found.
CAST YOUR marketing eye over the “sundry” meats when the eternal problem of what to serve is beginning to get you down again. Sundry meats, for lack of a better phrase, include liver, kidney, heart, sweetbreads, tongue, tripe—in fact, all the edible parts of the animal not included with the more usual steaks, chops, roasts, etc.
We appreciate Beverley Baxter’s keen wit. But Mr. Baxter, with a considerable number of other Englishmen or those with a British complex in the matter, seem to imagine that all Canadians are in favor of the existing regime in Spain. As a matter of fact, there are many many thousands of Canadians rooting mentally and vocally for General Franco and his cause, and an equal number who are convinced that Britain is looking for trouble in poking its nose into Spanish matters on the side of the so-called Loyalists, who seem to be largely composed of Reds and anarchistic elements who would not be tolerated in Britain unless they confined their efforts to Hyde Park.
Remembrance—“So this is the theatre where you made your first appearance as an actor?” “Yes; eggs mark the spot.”—Quebec Chronicle-Telegraph. A ’Tall Order—The tightrope walker, who had been at liberty for months, received a sudden call from his agent and he rushed to town to get the big news.
The “alabaster brow” and “damask cheek,” The “swanlike” throat and “feet that danced like mice,” Eyes that were “stars” and manners that were “sleek”— In the ’nineties these metaphors were “nice.” “She trembled like a moonbeam in the dark”— “He, like a sturdy oak, did stand his ground”— “Her voice was as the singing of a lark”— Just Victorian similes we’ve found.
British Applause — Russia sends teachers of Red propaganda among her Northern natives, Canada sends doctors, teachers, missionaries. The tale is heartening, and we shall hope to hear it at greater length.— National Review. The Russian System—Moscow is to have the tallest skyscraper in the world, several stories higher than anything in New York.
A GREAT many people in Edmonton must have been intrigued by a recent classified advertisement in the Journal of that city. A lot of them cut it out and sent it to Parade, so that the payment problem had to be settled by means of the earliest postmark.