IN THE little Ontario village of Uptergrove, between Lakes Simcoe and Couchiching, 86 miles north of Toronto, there lives a simple countrywoman who may soon become a focus of world attention. She has what are known as the stigmata—defined by Webster as “marks resembling the wounds on the crucified body of Christ, believed to have been supernaturally impressed.”By FRANK HAMILTON23 min
WHEN Dave Limpitt opened the letter he knew he was going to be in more trouble than Flash Gordon could handle with the help of Dick Tracy, six assistants and the free use of an atomic pile. It stuck out between the lines. He was in the process of being harassed by Clem Whiteley and 10,000 Great Outdoor Lovers, female.By GILBERT ANSTRUTHER17 min
A LEADING song hit this fall is a slow haunting folk tune in moderate waltz time called “Goodnight, Irene,” published by the Cromwell Music Corp. of New York. The song and its 32-year-old publisher, Howard Richmond, violate all the rules of the commercial music business.By JAMES DUGAN15 min
LATE ONE raw, wet spring afternoon in 1932 I was driving down University Avenue in Toronto in my $185 Jordan club coupé wondering how I was going to make some money. I had an invalid wife and two growing boys at home in my five-room flat. I had no job and I was broke.
For a few ferocious months Captain John Phillips, renegade Englishman, plundered 34 ships on the high seas. Then his schooner Revenge sailed home with his own pickled head flying at the mast topBy CHARLES H. KNICKERBOCKER13 min
LESLIE (“BUTCH”) LEAR is a shrewd and tough young man who, in two short years, has demonstrated that he is one of the best football coaches Canada’s ever had. When he coached the Calgary Stampeders to a Canadian rugby football championship in 1948 the citizens stampeded through the streets, a buckin’ and a whinnyin’ and a hollerin’.By JIM COLEMAN13 min
Speedy planes whisk sportsmen deep into our wildlife wilderness on killing carnivals where once an arduous overland trek was necessary. To protect our game reserves conservation men want to clip the wings of the air-borne hunterBy FRED BODSWORTH12 min
IF I KEPT a diary, which I never have done, I would write in it for today: “The sun is shining and there is not a cloud in the sky.” Then if I had the energy I would fill in headlines from the front pages of this morning’s newspapers: EXPERTS WORKING ON ATOM SHELTERSBy BEVERLEY BAXTER8 min
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