That evening we came to the shores of Lake Superior 6 and stopped at Fort William where the largest grain ele- vators in the world are located. All the grain that is exported from Canada passesthrough this terminus in some manner or other, whether by rail or by barge or by steamer. We stopped long enough to send a telegram to Frederick, telling him of our intended arrival in Seattle. Saturday, July 23rd. (Saskatchewan and Manitoba). When we woke up this morning the train had become very hot. Dust covered every fraction of the sleeping clothes and linens. Outside the flat and dreary plains of central Canada rolled by licking back their meal of dust clouds that the train had momentarily taken from them. Shortly before noon we arrived in Winnipeg, where the train was due rest for half an hour. Hamibal and I got off and walked around the town. There seemed to be a number of unemployed people hanging about the place. They were mostly men who resembled the race type of Eastern Hungary and the Czech area. Evidently they had come to this part of the world to help in the harvesting. Prices were way down in the section of town which they occupied. Haircuts were advertised at $.25, pants and shoes for $1.00, full meals for $.20, board and lodging for $.50 a day. They were pretty miserable looking men, quite old and weak. They were squatting on doorsteps and in out of the way places in the alleys. We walked down the main street and then back to the station. In the square by the station was an old G.P.R. engine all buttressed up on an artificial track with