A CHRISTMAS JAUNT 



just missed the daily train to Dublin, 

 may have been comforted by the por- 

 ter's sympathetic remark that "the 

 punctuality of that thrain, sor, is 

 mighty onconvanient to the people of 

 Limerick. ' ' It seems to be the effort of 

 the Intercolonial to annoy its patrons as 

 little as possible in this way. Arriving 

 about an hour late after a run of seventy 

 miles, we were encouraged to find that 

 the wind had abated and the snow was 

 falling less heavily. Fortune seemed to 

 favour the imprudent, for the little 

 train that is hand-maiden to the ferry 

 had steam up, nor was there any an- 

 nouncement that the daily trip from and 

 to the North Shore would be abandoned. 

 The thirty passengers who were await- 

 ing the Champlain's pleasure, besieged 

 the operator with questions which were 

 kindly, courteously, and unsatisfactor- 

 ily answered in two languages. An hour 

 slipped away. Where was the ferry? 

 Could no word be had ? Yes, one might 



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