huts, a small brick church, a dozen or more frame shanty 

 stores, and stumps and fallen trees galore. 



But the attractions are there, and they are attractions, 

 too, with no nonsense about them. "Whatever the com- 

 pany has advertised to perform, that it will perform, or 

 your money refunded," would apply very well. The 

 luxurious C. P. R. R. Hotel, about two miles from the 

 station, newly built, superbly furnished and lighted, 

 spacious, comfortable and well kept, is a "number one " 

 drawing card. A sanitarium, a few pretty, small hotels, 

 glorious drives among glorious mountains capped with 

 everlasting snow, a park, twenty -six miles long by ten 

 miles wide, embracing parts of the Bow, Spray and Cas- 

 cade Rivers; the Hot Sulphur Springs, the Warm Sul- 

 phur Springs, bridle paths and walks wp the various 

 peaks and the unrivaled landscape all aglow with the 

 brilliant tints of its autumn foliage, make a combination 

 of attractions that has already proved strong enough to 

 draw tourists from all parts of this Continent and a great 

 many from Europe as well — a fact that the register at the 

 big hotel fully attests. 



My choice in this list of attractions was to take a 

 warm sulphur bath and then scale a mountain. Now 

 isn't it unique to take a bath in an enclosure open at the 

 top, where the white caps of the mountains are seen all 

 around you and the rain pouring in ? And yet we are 

 swimming in a pool of sulphur water at the natural tem- 

 perature of ninety degrees, and with plenty of room for 

 diving, fancy swimming and frolics generally. 



The mountain climb was equally worthy of remem- 

 brance. I wasn't at all ambitious of "going" for one of 



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