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ing the town I learned, to my dismay, that, owing to 

 a scarcity of coal, caused by a strike at the mines, 

 the C.P.R. had determined to accept no more 

 heavy goods for transportation. Consequently, un- 

 less they would agree to put the horses (assuming 

 I bought them) on the last freight train, which 

 was to leave Nelson at that midnight, I should 

 be unable to get them out to Bonnington. However, 

 I went to look ai; the horses, and bought them, pro- 

 vided they could be got to Bonnington by next day. 

 At first the C.P.R. refused to accept them. Then 

 the seller proposed to take them by road as far as 

 Upper Bonnington Falls, and thence ferry them 

 across the river. I was just dipping my pen into the 

 ink for the purpose of writing out the cheque to pay 

 for them. 



I paused. " Well, in that case," said I, " I will 

 give you your cheque w-hen the horses get across the 

 river." The place where they would be ferried across 

 was only two hundred yards above the falls, and the 

 current ran both swaft and strong. In fact, within 

 a year afterwards three men who were crossing by 

 that same ferry were swept away in the boat, hurled 

 over the falls, and drowned. 



" Wait a moment ! " cried the seller, and he turned 

 to his telephone, and rang the bell vigorously. After 

 an animated conversation, he announced that the 

 C.P.R. would take the horses out on their last train, 

 at midnight, provided they were put in the car before 

 six o'clock that evening. 



Next day we looked out anxiously at Bonnington 

 for the freight train from Nelson. The freight train 



