Down North and Up Along 
the appliances of war, Halifax undoubtedly has 
cause. Naturally one's first visit is to the 
citadel rising from the heart of the town. 
Until recently strangers were not allowed to 
enter it, but now any one is welcome to walk 
about the ramparts and look down into the 
moat ; but no stranger may go inside the fort 
nor make any drawings of any part of it, nor 
use the reprehensible kodak, as a wicked 
" American " was caught doing some years 
ago, to the confusion of the British Govern- 
ment and the betrayal of the mighty citadel of 
Halifax. He probably wanted the pictures for 
his album, but his innocent thirst for photo- 
graphic distinction resulted in closing the cita- 
del to his countrymen for several years. 
There is a fine view from the citadel, and the 
town lies spread at one's feet with all its sins 
upon it. But, after all, there is a certain quaint 
flavour about the place, and the water-front is 
in part really picturesque, with the ships from 
all ports of the world lying at anchor or un- 
loading at the wharves. 
Whatever may or may not be said for the 
city of Halifax itself, there is no fault to be 
found with its very beautiful harbour. The 
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