he truest sense a meeting of comrades, and when
a one-legged soldier asked the Prince to pose for a photograph, he did
it not merely willingly, but with a jolly and personal friendliness.

The long road to the Exhibition passed through the busy manufacturing
centre that has made Toronto famous and rich as a trading city,
particularly as a trading city from which agricultural machinery is
produced. The Exhibition itself is part of its great commercial
enterprise. It is the focus for the whole of Ontario, and perhaps for
the whole of Eastern Canada, of all that is up-to-date in the science
of production. In the beautiful grounds that lie along the fringe of
the inland sea that men have, for convenience' sake, called Lake
Ontario, and in fine buildings in those grounds are gathered together
exhibits of machinery, textiles, timber, seeds, cattle, and in fact
everything concerned with the work of men in cities or on prairies, in
offices or factories, farms or orchards.

The Exhibition was breaking records for its visitors already, and the
presence of the Prince enabled it to break more. The vastness of the
crowd in the grounds was aweing. The gathering of people simply
obliterated the grass of the lawns and clogged the roads.

When His Royal Highness had lunched with the administrators of the
Exhibition, he came out to a bandstand and publicly declared the
grounds opened. The crowd was not merely thick about the stand, but
its more venturesome members climbed up among the committee and the
camera-men, the latter working so strenuously and in such numbers that
they gave the impression that they not only photographed every
movement, but also every word the Prince uttered.

The density of the crowd made retreat a problem. Police and Staff had
to resolve themselves into human Tanks, and press a way by inches
through the enthusiastic throng to the car. The car itself was
surrounded, and could only move at a crawl along the roads, and so slow
was the going and so lively was the friendliness of the people, that
His Royal Highness once and for all threw saluting overboard as a
gesture entirely inadequate, and gave his response with a waving hand.
The infection of goodwill, too, had caught hold of him, and not
satisfied with his attitude, he sprang up in the car and waved
standing. In this manner, and with one of his Staff holding him by the
belt, he drove through and out of the grounds.

It was a day so packed with ext