WHEN I APPEARED on a TV show with Jimmy Durante last fall, his famous closing line to the mysterious Mrs. Calabash reminded me of a similar tribute I could use. It would go: "Goodnight, Mr. Hubicki — wherever you are!" It's been years since I’ve seen this fine violinist and teacher and I’m not sure where he’s living today, except that I do know he has left Winnipeg, my home town.
ON THE AFTERNOON of September 8, 1890, two frock-coated gentlemen strolled along a platform under the great glass roof of King’s Cross railway station in London. Behind them a safari-like procession of porters carried their elegant luggage—pigskin hatboxes, morocco-leather dressing cases, and a staggering number of trunks.By JAMES BANNERMAN
AFTER WE HAD SAT at dinner in a Kyoto inn for three hours, cross-legged on the mat floor, Professor Toru Mori, Japan's leading art scholar, produced a brush, some black ink and a square of cardboard. Then, in half a minute and half a dozen sleek strokes he painted a catfish.By BRUCE HUTCHISON
TORONTO'S VOTERS chose for their first mayor a controversial national figure named William Lyon Mackenzie. Then for 120 years they cautiously elected men closer to other Canadians’ image of Toronto the Good, a staid and satisfied city of Tories and Orangemen.By ERIC HUTTON
ONLY MAN, of all the animals, is abashed and secretive. There are things he cannot or will not reveal about himself even to his vital kin — his parents, his mate, his brothers and sisters, his children. For the rest of the world he edits himself with still more compulsion and cunning.By Barbara Moon
The chief trouble with the Press Gallery at Ottawa is that its members are so typically Canadian. Their range of ideas and interests is parochial. They avoid measuring themselves by the best British and American standards of contemporary journalism.By FRANK H. UNDERHILL
For years now some of the most widely publicized psychiatrists and psychologists have insisted that we offer our children love in heaping, telling, profuse amounts – and heaven help us if we temper love with forthright discipline. They have interminably reiterated the idea that love automatically makes a child good and lack of love makes a child bad.By STUART K. ROSENBERG
It is not a matter of historical nor geographical importance that this morning I walked through the misty greyness of Holland Park adjoining our Kensington flat. Routine had taken command after my six weeks’ flirtation with the sun and the glinting glory of the waters of the Caribbean.By BEVERLEY BAXTER
HOW CAN USEFUL WORK be found for the private member of parliament? No one has put it so bluntly, but that is the question underlying recent discussion of new rules for the House of Commons. No party has opposed the prime minister's suggestion that the rules be revised once again, but even his supporters show a rather muted enthusiasm.By Blair Fraser
I HEARTILY ENDORSE the remarks in your Jan. 30 editorial (Must a good New Canadian be ready to kill his brother?). My wife and I came to this country from Northern Ireland in 1952 and have two little Canadians ... In view of the silly question asked the young Italian immigrant, I will he hesitant about applying for citizenship as I’m afraid I would answer in a like manner.
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