Canadian Pacific railway. At this point steamers are loaded for
the China and Japan trade and a passenger steamer departs daily,
and perhaps oftener, for Victoria, an important city at the point
of Vancouver Island. We had a delightful trip on this steamer,
running in and out among the almost numberless islands. It was an
interesting and yet most intricate passage.

At Victoria we were entertained by gentlemen of public position
and were also shown many attentions by private citizens. We were
invited to attend a dinner on board of a great British war vessel,
then lying at Esquimault. A canvass of our party disclosed the
fact that our dress suits had been left at Vancouver, and being on
foreign soil and under the domination of her British majesty's
flag, we felt it was impossible to accept the invitation, and so,
with a manifestation of great reluctance on the part of my associates,
the invitation was declined.

We went by steamer to Seattle, Washington Territory, where we
remained over night and were very kindly received and entertained
by the people. Among the persons who joined in the reception were
Watson C. Squire and his wife, then residents of the territory.
Mr. Squire, after the admission of Washington as a state, became
one of her Senators.

We were joined on this part of our journey by Carter H. Harrison,
of Chicago, whose fourth term of office as mayor had just closed,
and who was escorting his son and a young friend on a journey around
the world. While waiting for the departure of the Canadian Pacific
steamer from Vancouver, he joined in this excursion through the
sound. He was a most entertaining conversationalist, and we enjoyed
his country greatly.

There was much rivalry at that time between the growing cities of
Seattle and Tacoma. At a reception in Seattle, one of the party,
in responding to a call for a speech, spoke of having inquired of
a resident of Seattle as to the whereabouts of Mount Tacoma. He
said he was informed by the person to whom he applied that there
was no Mount Tacoma. On stating that he had so understood from
citizens of Washington Territory, he was informed that there was
not then and never had been a Mount Tacoma. The gentleman was
informed, however, that in the distance, enshrouded in the gloom
of fog and smoke, there was a magnificent mountain, grand in
proportion and beautiful in outline, and the mountain's name was
Rainier. Later on he said he had inquired of