AS STEWART OWEN and Delilah whirred up the broad drive to Caven’s bungalow in Jack Andrews’ capable little car, Caven met them on the verandah. The Man from the Desert’s gray eyes, from under shaggy brows, busied themselves in an appraisement of Caven.By W. A. FRASER44 min
IT IS A consoling thought, sanctified by long usage, that if everything is not satisfactory with regard to Immigration it can always be blamed on the government or the tariff. The fact remains, however, that a country can only get the kind of immigrants which are suitable to it and can only hold and assimilate them if they have been wisely chosen.By SIR CLIFFORD SIFTON15 min
ACCORDINGLY a week later, discarding the Tilbury and smart man-servant that he had lately set up, Ovington rode over to Garth, considering as he journeyed the man whom he was going to meet and of whom, in spite of his self-assurance, he stood in some awe.By STANLEY J. WEYMAN41 min
THE coming of the stranger was remarked, as such things always are in a small town. The station agent noticed him, when he got off the train; the ’bus driver who bore him up the hill to the Johnson House gave the man more than his share of attention; and at the hotel itself the clerk watched him with an eye unusually keen while the newcomer registered.By BEN AMES WILLIAMS23 min
PRIOR to the war the problem of finding sufficient revenue to meet the expanding needs of modern states brought the question of taxation into a position of acute prominence in most civilized countries. When Mr. Lloyd George in 1909 introduced his great controversial budget which only attempted to raise 200 million pounds, so experienced a statesman as Lord Rosebery described it as the end of all things, little foreseeing that he would live to see a British chancellor take five times as much from the British taxpayer.By JOHN A. STEVENSON20 min
A FEW years ago a wave of prohibition swept over this continent. At that time certain lugubrious individuals, in giving point to their pain and anger, painted mournful pictures of the young men of the race bereft of the kindly shadow of the bar room, being forced out into the streets only to find their way eventually to the poolroom and the questionable dance hall.By J. L. RUTLEDGE18 min
IF THERE, was one person in the world whom Jane Ida Meagh hated and loathed with all her soul, that person was Henry Obbings. Henry was a limp youth who gave you the impression that he had shaved in a bad light. He was famous in the social circle in which he moved, for his ready wit and a gift of repartee.By EDGAR WALLACE17 min
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