CHAPTER XIII. 



THE CAPITAL AND ITS SIGHTS. 



At St. John's The Stars and Stripes Raised on our Hotel A 

 Hospitable City Mistake No. 2 Game Laws of New- 

 foundland The Stipendiary Magistrate The License 

 Purchasing Supplies Eight Men for Twenty Days Two 

 Dollars a Day " Dry " Packing for Cache Mistake No. 

 3 Rubber the Only Wear Seeing the City The Nar- 

 rows A Land Locked Harbor The City Relative Dis- 

 tances The Museum The Cathedral Parliament House 

 Quidi Vidi. 



October 6th. Thermometer 55; 

 clear. At 4 A. M. we were awakened by 

 the casting of the anchor in the harbor of 

 St. John's. We rose at six, collected our hand bag- 

 gage, passed the customs officers all right, and after a 

 few minutes' walk up grade we were registered at the 

 City Hotel, Mrs. G. Walch, proprietress; rate, $1.50 

 per day, good rooms, comfortable beds, electric light, 

 bath and plenty of clean, well-cooked, wholesome food. 



UP GOES THE STAES AND STRIPES. 



Scarcely had the ink time to dry on the register, 

 when up went the flag of our country in our honor. 



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