Tales of werewolves have been with us for centuries, and have appeared across the globe throughout cultures and geographical divides. It is a recurring theme throughout our lore and legends, and indeed our reality considering all of the modern day reports of such beasts. It is often hard to distinguish if such stories are true,
Of Sulphur And Sudbury
MAILBAG
I WAS intensely interested in your editorial, “Dead Sea Tales Travesty of Truth” (Sept. 15), which afforded a striking comparison with a highly distorted sensational story in your same issue headed “Slaughter on Saturday,” which latter should have been given serious checking in the interests of the whole truth.
Mr. Clarence Brousseau, one of approximately 12,000 miners in Sudbury district, was well liked, I am told, by his fellow workers who generally lead a normal happy life in comfortable homes surrounded in the majority of cases with gardens or green lawns, frees and flowers.
Many people have expressed themselves to the effect that this shooting was probably the direct result of relatives honestly endeavoring to settle a dispute between husband and wife, and not some far-fetched theory about work industrial sulphur fumes and rocks in a district where thousands come annually to enjoy our hunting, fishing and tourist resorts . . .