August 15, 1929

Outward Bound

So This Is Canada!

Can Lacrosse Come Back?

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Outward Bound

THE crowd pressed forward as the lights of the ferry danced over the black water. She bumped into the slip, and chains rattled noisily. Passengers debarked, and a heavy, three-horse dray shook the landing stage. Cars squawked stridently.
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So This Is Canada!

I HAVE often asked myself the question: “Why is it that men and women from the Old Country display such appalling ignorance of Canada and things Canadian?” It is rather sad to realize that such ignorance must be put down to misrepresentation on the part of those who ought to know better.
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Can Lacrosse Come Back?

BACK in the first decade of the present century, the game of lacrosse was so deeply enshrined in the heart of sporting Canada that its permanency and supremacy seemed absolutely assured. Today, after the passing of only one generation, that sport, instead of occupying a position of country-wide prominence and respect, is actually struggling gamely to prevent a continued decline that can only result in the speedy extinction of this once overwhelmingly popular pastime.
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The Mistake

AGAIN he looked at his watch. Amazingly steady, his hand. His mind, tranquil. Almost time he went. Everything according to schedule. At 10.8 he’d meet Watkins, the postal clerk, returning home from work. In the town he’d stop in at the ice cream parlor, leave an order.
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Twenty-Five Fathoms Down

DON'T be afraid of fear; it’s the best life insurance you can carry.” Thus in thirteen words Captain Wellington B. Sphears, the world’s oldest active deep-water diver, gave me the kernel of the philosophy which has safeguarded him through sixty-three years of submarine dangers.
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Hold the Sweep Line!

BUZZ! Three quick, angry rings. That was Joe’s signal to the news desk from the composing room upstairs. Joe was the mechanical foreman. “Now, what’s the grief?” Hardy Waring picked up the receiver of the private phone. He got what he expected—an earful.
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Sixty-Four Forty to Steel

THE heavy sled was jerked crabwise to the top of the ice hummock; for a moment it balanced like a see-saw on the ridge, then it slithered down diagonally. A runner caught my foot, sent me sprawling. I cursed as I struggled to my feet and the Skipper laughed.
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Platitoodinous Hooey

MR. RANDOLPH TERRY, head master of Horrox School, turned from surveying the oil painting over the study fireplace and called: “Come in!” Ralph Hopkins entered. This was a meeting of extremes in rank, Ralph Hopkins being the junior of all the masters at Horrox School; but the head master with suave courtesy quickly put him at ease.
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Heroes of the Hundred Days

OF THE sixty-one Victoria Crosses awarded to soldiers of the Canadian Corps during the whole four years of the Great War, twenty-eight were bestowed for deeds of valor performed in the last hundred days. “Between August 8 and November 11,” says the report of the Corps Commander, Sir Arthur Currie, “the following had been captured:
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How to Write a Short Story

ONE Saturday afternoon near the end of January when the mercury had fallen well below zero and a bitter northeast wind was turning our seven-room castle into a veritable refrigerator, I made a hearth fire in the living room and decided to write a story.
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