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man whom I took for a commercial traveller, was 

 boarding there. He appeared to take a great 

 deal of interest in the narrative of our trip dur- 

 ing the evening and sympathized very much with 

 my brother's sufferings. Next morning as we 

 were getting ready to leave, he accosted me and 

 said, "Look here my friend, I am a poor man 

 and can only spare twenty dollars, but if you are 

 in need of them, here they are, so make use of 

 them for your companions and yourself." 



I was so surprised at this generous offer from a 

 perfect stranger, that for a moment I could not 

 answer. I thanked him very much for his good 

 intentions and his great kindness, but told him 

 that for the present we were not in sufficient need 

 to justify my acceptance of his very generous 

 offer. Upon enquiry I found that this gentle- 

 man's name was Gauvreau, and that he was a 

 stationer from Quebec. I could not obtain his 

 initials, nor have I met him since, but if these 

 lines should strike his eye some day, I wish to 

 thank him again. 



The conductor of the I. C. Ey. train that day, 

 Mr. Couturier, of Levis, was very obliging to us 

 in getting a double seat arranged like a bed, 

 where my brother could lie down and be more 

 comfortable. At Trois Pistoles Station some nice 

 hot broth and toast were brought on the train for 

 my brother, and the rest of us were served with re- 

 freshments by Mr. Dery and his family, for which 



