The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-08-27

made it very cold, ad the wind off the lake was cuttlng-and how we did hug those warm coatsl
 All of Chicago's many parks and municipal playgrounds were filled
 with pleasure seekers. Everybody was out-ma and pa, and big sis. little 1 sis, bud and the baby, all carrying i. baskets. boxes and bags. The beaches were filled with bathers in spite of 1 the cold.
 All those who had never been to Chicago. and others who wished. were
 driven about the city along the Lake | shore drive and to other points of | interest. l always visit Garfield 1 park on account of the wonderful I green houses there. I love that big
 fern room with its exquisite orchids
 masses of delicate pink on a bed of emerald moss, cool and wet-or long
 sprays swaying from above in shades of lavender and heliotrope, and waxy
 white clusters banked against feather | ferns.
 Prom Chicago, we travelled tho
 Soc road to the twin cities, Mime l apolis and St. Paul, Minneapolis, tho l greatest primary wheat market in | the world and St Paul the capitol 1 and the elder of the twins
 i We visited points of interest and 1 were taken to see the Mississippi
 river. It was small, shallow 1 stream and looked like Shades creek
 to me. We Southerners had forgot
 ten about the region in which the
 great river rises. l wondered what
 those people would say if they could
 see the Mississippi at New Orleans
 at flood time. We were shown Minnehaha Falls. Now, every sec
 ton has its Minnehaha Falls, but 1 this is very beautiful and pictur- 1 esque, indeed. Some Minnehaha 1 Falls. however, that we were shown
 on our trip, should, after the long i dry season, have been called Minne- 1 hehe.
 l On to Canada
 | Leaving Minneapolis, we began | our long stretch across Minnesota
 and Dakota to Canada. Unbroken
 miles and miles of wheat greeted us l wheat, wheat. everywhere. right | up to the track-green, golden, bill l lows, like the waves of the sea I 1 have been told that the southern l boys who go out in the summer to
 harvest the wheat really suffer with sea sickness from staying in the fields and gazing at that swaying, undnlating sea continually. l grew | tired of the monotony and pulled 1 uONn the Sndue. ttOur6 Arter, l 1 raised 1t again to find myself, still
 in the midst of green as far as the l Zane Grey's Desert of Wheat" and ! then, the sun went down behind the
 sea oe green like red balloon. For | two days we travelled in these prai- i ries. Now and then a tall red build I ing with a high curved roof which | proved to be a barn, and a mall 1 dwelling beside 1t set about with | few struggling trees. The barns 1 were always necessarily many times 1 larger than the dwellings. But | love trees-I could not live without | trees
 And then, the custom officer came aboard to have us fill out im- i migration blanks. The girls had some merriment over this. as some
 of the questions were so absurd, but
 the officer brought them up short, telling them there must be no leylty that a heavy fine would be i'm
 posed if each question was not an
 swered correctly. The first was,
 Give your full name and your cor rect age.' This. l believe most of
 us conscientiously did. The next was, Is there any one among you mentally unbalanced?' This was
 too much for the girls. They were dying to answer it In ridiculous
 manner, and I do not doubt but that some did. The next was Are you seeking & position In Canada? And would you accept one if it were off, fered?' I answered, No I certain
 ly would not if the climate is like
 this For I was freezing. No heat had been turned into our cars; Qaid
 on the strikers. Of course) but at
 Wayburn, Canada, the heat was turned In and we were happy once more. We were now traveiing on the famous Canadian Pacific-that won derfully rich railroad which owns everything In sight, the most mag
 nificent summer hotels in the Ca
 nadian Rockies. and along the Pa cific coast. and in the cites, together
 with extensive steamship lines and other allied interests. whose dining
 car service is elegant and perfect,
 and whose road runs through some of the most magnificent scenery in the world, and has been built by some of the most remarkable engineering feats known to man. Along Its route is the famous Connaught curved tun-
 mel, named for the Duke of Con-
 naught. It Is the longest tunnel in America five miles from portal to
 portal, and double-tracked. At Med icine Hat we saw our first Indians;
 and a real COW boy, in full regalia,
 raced the train to the delight of the
 girls on board. Here also were Chi-
 nese girls in knickers. with trays of
 red cherries to sell. We ran through
 groves of cherries. the trees fairly
 breaking with the crimson fruit, and | from that time till we were east of the Rockies on the way home we had l all the cherries we could eat-black or red--at 10 cents per pound.
 Each day brought us higher and higher through the Canadian Rockies, and snow capped mountains became a
 familiar sight.
 We reached Banff early one morn | ing, and. going up to the village, we
 saw our first red coat standing in front of the King Edward hotel. As 1 they became more numerous. we
 learned that an army post of the
 royal mounted police was stationed there. For those who are not fa-
 miliar with the novels of Oliver Cur wood and The Royal Northwest
 Mounted Police of the Kings Army will say that 1t Is the desire of many
 young Canadians heart to become a
 member of the royal mounted. In
 most part. they are men of good fam 1 fly, or If when self-made. must be
 men of integrity. education, clean,
 and absolutely fearless They are
 sent into the most dangerous places,
 to any part of the world, after crim-
 inals against the government or army. we stopped at the beautiful Banff hotel, high In the mountains, yet I snow -clad peaks arose still higher on
 every side. and we had a panoramic
 view of Row valley with its water falls and rivers and Minnewauka lake.