geraniums growing along her boiler. She was named the Dutchess of Dunverin, and was the first engine used on the C.P.R. in 1876 to haul between Winnipeg and Minneapolis. We almost missed the train buying a bottle of rubbing alcohol. All afternoon there was no scenery at all and the observation car was so dirty that it couldn't have been seen had there been any. Long margins of prairie succeeded one after another until finally all trees had disappeared and they galloped over it as naked as the moon itself. We arrived at Moose Jaw late in the evening, and walked about the main street. Thousands of Scandinavian- looking farmers were all strolling about the lighted shop windows. They had evidently driven for miles with all their family, wives, and babies, to catch a bit of change that was offered by catching a glimpse of another farmer doing the same thing. One or two were eating ice cream cones. There were thousands of them and thousands of cars parked along the main street. No one seemed to be spending any money. Sunday, July 24th. (Alberta). I had always imagined Alberta to be a pretty country before I had seen it. It is. It is the cattle country. That is, they know how to breed cattle there and the cattle know that they are in the very best place that it is possible for cattle to be in: they are consequently free from that affliction known as cattle restlessness, which is nothing more than yearning at the moon. When we got up for breakfast it was possible to see a great number of cattle grazing in