WHEN THE varnished and shiny landau of Mrs. Leroy S. Chadwick rolled regally down Cleveland’s Euclid Avenue people turned and stared. “The magnificent Mrs. Chadwick!” they would whisper, and the legend of her lavishness would pass from lip to lip.By WILLIS THORNTON16 min
JEAN-PAUL BEAUDET came home on a grey-white day when the east wind of spring was dirging in the bare trees. He got off the Quebec bus at the gates, hoisted his seaman’s bag on his shoulder, and whistling to cover the hammering of his own heart, swung down the home drive. It was two years, and a lifetime, and foreign lands and a lost boyhood ago, but still the old, white-painted stone house with its sloping roof and long windows stood just the same under the maples.By EVA-US WUORIO16 min
SOME OF the jewels worn by Ann D’Arcy of Toronto in the picture on this page are valued at $6,000; other gems in her costume sell for as little as $6.50. Yet, on her, it all looks good. Can you tell which are real and which are phony? I’ll give you the answer at the end of this article so you can check your judgment against the facts.By MARGO FISCHER13 min
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