The Dickinson press., 1913-12-06

THE SAT
But time u passin&. 70 w moye On
and gradually descend % the losysE
benches skirtins the west of tho city.
Following thu serpentine path We drop
gently downsby graceful curves throa9h
pretty little parks In which ate bguosks
Of sparkling water racing downsthe
rocky bottoms Of the little erassy
sgulches, turning. twistina and leapine
in and about the rocks that obstfuct
the way. until at last 1t is lost In the
immensely Of the lake. 81:
But all things pleasant have q tor
mination and 90 our ride abruptly stops
ct the place Of beginning andwe
scramble down from M lofty seat and
hustle over to the 500 depot andstake
the trainSfor Montreal.
As the shades Of night quickly de-
.scend, shrouding the outside world insa
mantle Of mystery we betook ourselves
to the attic of D. S. s. and A. sleeper
where. after ~disposins Of our weary
bodies. we sleep the sleep Of the just
until Z q. N. next morning when we
arose and bumped our heads against
the skylight and oh our back did ache
and how we longed to again enjoy the
roundup bed with the Billings County
Herald for q mattress and a dirty sug-
gass to protect US from the falling stars.
We now find we are speeding on to
the Son. On looking out we see..we are
passing through a cut over country and
frequently pass the site Of large mills
that were the scenes Of former activi-
ties. Now the country is without
change OF variation. Yet even this Is
a change from the arridity of the west
to the pleasing ereenness and freshness
of the east for even in the swamps and
woodlands the lover of nature finds
something attractive. soothing and i'm
pressive.
In time we reach the 500. As we did
not stop off at this point we will not
attempt to describe it. From here to
the Sault St Marie is quite interesting
and we should have loafedE along the
way and learned more of. the: country.
At the Sault Stu Marie we passed from
beneath the protecting folds Of Old
Glory and breath again In the shadow
Of the Union Jack, for now we are on
Canadian soil and strange to say we
see no difference in the flowers, the
trees or the people,,
From here to Montreal we travel over
the C. r. z. and at this point our trunk
is examined and during the remainder
Of the day we are passing through q
poor appearing section Of Ontario. partly
cut over timber land of rocky formation.
On inquiry we found 1t to be rich in
mineral and at Sudbury they told us
was procured 80 per cent Of the words
nickle.
After leaving this place the mistic
habiliments oil night again senshr0uds
us and and once more we sought repose.
this time on the ground floor Of the
sleeper Kamloop. and after asref1es6iIk
sleep we arose at s 9. N. Sunday morn
ing and looked out Y q beautiful
landscape thickly settled and APP
parently prosperous. Two hours later
we cross the St. Lawrence and in q
short time enter the portals Of the old
French city. Montreal. But not hav-
Ing time to loiter We rush on and
catch the l. C. R. train FOX Point
DuChene, from this point we take the
boat for Summesside r. E. l. b
At some other time I may tell you
something Of the happenings here. Of
the: fish tndustry, the.f ox business and
of things ii general on the island
where the people 80 about with market
baskets aled with bank notes and make
fortunes in q day. :
GEO. H. PARKER.
ST. Medora, N. D,
49, Eh 49, AAH1.Ea . 20 40 aEE.3t 80 10 LE