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West Bound 



softer headgear. On request, one of the larger 

 catalogues is handed us — a very useful article, 

 both as a means of ordering in future and check- 

 ing the prices asked in country stores, on which 

 subject, more probably later. 



. After a run round some of the principal streets 

 ■of this fine and growing city, and a look at 

 what remains of old Fort Garry, whence within 

 so few years the dog teams of the Hudson Bay 

 Company used to start out on their long winter 

 journeys, we make our way to the new Union 

 Station, and take our seats in the Canadian 

 Northern train for the last trip of some six 

 hundred miles. 



As the train pulls out we notice St. Boniface, 

 from whose former " turrets twain, the bells of 

 the Mission called to the boatman on the river, 

 the hunter on the plain." 



On this train we shall probably get no colonist 

 car, and as we cannot afford the luxury of a 

 sleeper and meals in the palatial diner, we must 

 make the best we can of the night in our seats 

 and snacks at restaurant stations, though the 

 remains of our other provision or a few sand- 

 wiches may come in very handy. 



The morning comes at length, after an un- 

 easy night, and though the air outside the car 

 18 keen, it is exhilarating and refreshing; the 



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