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ladies, would have lunch in the Great Hall while single gentlemen 

 would have a separate lunch on the gallery outside. The single 

 gentlemen went outside and, by good fortune, I was placed at 

 the table where this young man presided. On my left, was one 

 of the young gentlemen that I had seen making his bow to the 

 Marchioness; on my right, sat Dr. May. Many things were 

 talked of while we were eating lunch and, amongst others, the 

 status of the Colonies under England. Many opinions were 

 given and, of course, I had my say as well as the others. I took 

 the stand that protection in Canada was the same as free trade 

 in England, because England wanted raw materials to help their 

 people, while we wanted to manufacture our own materials our- 

 selves. The tall young man, who is now the Marquis of Salisbury, 

 agreed with me and thought that the tariff was the key to the 

 whole situation between England and the Colonies. The young 

 gentleman, sitting on my left, asked me if I knew Ottawa. I told 

 him that I did and that I lived there. He told me then that his 

 brother was Governor-General there now, and asked me if I 

 knew Lord Lansdowne. I told him that I knew him quite well 

 and, before we left Hatfield, he invited me to breakfast with him 

 at the Carleton, and to bring my friend. I did so the next morn- 

 ing. We were through lunch before the others and the young 

 lord asked us to walk through the rooms and see the various 

 pictures before the others came out. We started off and the first 

 picture he showed us was the old lady who had received us, whom 

 he called mother, dressed in precisely the style she was in today. 

 We went upstairs and looked at a large number of pictures and, 

 presently, I found myself alone in front of four pictures which 

 were very prominent. One was Charles the 1 2th of Sweden, the 

 second, Peter of Russia, the third, the Duke of Wellington and 

 the fourth, Queen Elizabeth. While I was standing alone a lady 

 came up who turned out to be the Marchioness herself and she 

 began to talk with me about the pictures and I, as an outspoken 

 Canadian, gave her my opinion without hesitation. I told her 

 that that was the first picture of Queen Elizabeth I had ever seen 

 and I was surprised to find that she had red hair. She said: 

 ' 'You may not be aware that this is the house where Queen Eliza- 



