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During the summer vacation of 1887, I made a trip across the
continent from Montreal to Victoria, Vancouver Island, and from
the Sound to Tacoma, going over the Canadian Pacific railroad, and
returning by that line to Port Arthur, at the head of Lake Superior
then, by one of the iron steamers of the Canadian Pacific road,
through Lake Superior and Lake Huron to Owen Sound, and from there
by rail to Toronto and home.

I had for many years desired to visit that country and to view for
myself its natural resources and wonders, and to inspect the
achievement of the Canadian Pacific Railroad Company.

I was accompanied on this journey by James S. Robinson, formerly
secretary of state of Ohio, ex-Congressman Amos Townsend, for many
years Member from Cleveland, and Charles H. Grosvenor, Member of
Congress from Athens, Ohio. We met at Cleveland and spent the next
night at Toronto. Thence we proceeded to Montreal, and there
received many courtesies from gentlemen distinguished in private
and public life. We left Toronto on the night of the 1st of August,
in a special car attached to the great through train which then
made its journey to Vancouver in about six days. We halted at
Sudbury, the point on the Canadian Pacific from which the Sault
Ste. Marie line of railway diverges from the main track. We spent
twenty-four hours at Sudbury, visiting the copper and nickel mining
operations, then in their infancy. Proceeding, we passed the head
of Lake Superior, and thence to Winnipeg. At this place the officers
of the provincial government showed us many attentions, and I was
especially delighted by a visit I made to Archbishop Tache of the
Catholic church, a very aged man. He had been a missionary among
the Indians at the very earliest period of time when missionary
work was done in that section. He had been a devoted and faithful
man, and now, in the evening of his life, enjoyed the greatest
respect and received the highest honors from the people of his
neighborhood, regardless of race or religion.

Proceeding from Winnipeg, we entered the great valley of the
Saskatchewan, traversed the mighty wheat fields of that prolific
province, and witnessed the indications of the grain producing
capacity in that portion of Canada, alone quite sufficient, if
pushed to its utmost, the furnish grain for the whole continent of
America. We spent one night for rest and observation at a point
near the mouth of the Bow River, an