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 VOLUME 31

The province of British Columbia, in the Dominion of Canada, is as large as the combined area of Germany and California, with New England thrown in for good measure. During the last fifty years this territory has added, in the production of metals, two hundred and fifty millions to the assets of the world. These metals have been taken and brought out over a railroad system of less than two thousand miles. There is vastly more where that quarter-billion came from. And there is stuff more precious than gold in British Columbia. There is coal enough to fill the bunkers of all the steamships that will ply through the Panama Canal, and, more precious than all, there is timber enough to vastly overtax the capacity of all the lumber carriers that will seek the Atlantic markets from the limitless untouched forests of the wonderful Northwest.

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resources the constantly increasing development of agriculture which follows the rapid extension of the railway system and you may get a faint idea of what the future has in store for an empire now known almost entirely for two cities on the seaward fringe of the province and for the silent majesty of glacier wrapped mountains. Something of all this is told in the November number by E. Alexander Powell, F. R. G. S., with superb scenic pictures in colors. Af



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Moving pictures are moving over the whole surface of the earth apparently. Recently the ubiquitous motion-camera sailed into some of the romantic reaches of the South Seas, and the camera man drilled astonished natives into accom plished picture-players for the benefit of sophisticated white audiences at the centers of civilization. Edmund Mitchell, who wrote the popular “Captain of His Soul,” went with the company and wrote the scenarios on the spot to fit the opportunities. His description of the trip is one of the features of Novem ber SUNSET.



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A dish of story-plums for the Thanksgiving table! Hamlin Garland presents “Kelley Afoot,” and Kelley is a man, afoot or on horseback. Gröm

and A-ya, the prehistoric lovers revivified by Charles G. D. Roberts, carry the new-found fire to the tribe and are wondrously rewarded. Peter B. Kyne, promoter of funny-business, forms the “Robinson Crusoe Syndicate” with

Scraggs and Gibney as chief directors, and the operations of the syndicate are what is known in technical parlance as a “scream.”

Edith Ronald Mir

rielees, author of the appealing Benson stories, writes a heart story of the movement Westward that has an equally deep appeal. O E-

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