June 15, 1921

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THE DORMY MAN

"THEY tell us that love is blind" mused Algernor flicking the ashes from his cigarette and exhaling a thin cloud of smoke. "That is demonstrably not so, since the blind see nothing. Love is Arguseyed and wears pink spectacles, which accounts for its amazing discernment. By C. W. STEPHENS34 min

RESISTING THE INEVITABLE

IT WAS NOT my intention, as the result of my own and other investigations in Europe as well as on this side, to write any articles on the world situation as it affects the present and future of business in Canada. Our plan was to continue using that information for the general guidance of my editorial associates and specialists who cover a wide range of Canadian trade, industry and finance in our business papers. By Lt.-Col.John Bayne Maclean25 min

The Right Honorable Winston Spencer Churchill

THE exact tick cf the second has been phonographed, no doubt, by my recording angel, but all I can recall of my first meeting with Lieutenant Churchill is a vision of an eager, chubby-faced boy who was my shipmate coming home from India in May, 1897, when astate of war existed between Turkey and Greece. By GEN. SIR IAN HAMILTON25 min

The Temptation of Jimmy Lethbridge

WHAT a queer little place, Jimmy!” The girl glanced round the tiny restaurant with frank interest, and the man looked up from the menu he was studying with a grin. “Don’t let Francois hear you say that, or you’ll be asked to leave.” The head-waiter was already bearing down on them, his face wreathed in an expansive smile of welcome. By "Sapper" H. C. McNEILE23 min

STEPHEN SURPRISES EVERYBODY

AT TEN MINUTES to five Stephen went into the Martins’ living-room for the first time in his life. The curtains were drawn, and a brisk lag fire beckoned him cheerily. At the far end of the room, at a writing table, with her back towards him, was a slender youthful figure silhouetted against the glow from a little lamp on the table. By MARGARET HILDA WISE22 min

A WOMAN INTERVENES

IT ALL happened with startling suddenness. He had been standing on the corner of the Avenue de l'Opera and the Boulevard des Capucines, idly watching the crowds surging up and down the Boulevard and into the Opera opposite. He longed for the sight of a friendly, familiar face among that gay throng and wondered why he had imagined Paris a wonder city just because he had enjoyed so immensely the one leave spent there during the war. By A. MONTAGU SANDERSON21 min