mobileocracy of the wealthy districts made grandstands of their
cars at every cross-road (and the Correspondents don't thank them for
this, for they tried to cut into the procession of cars after the
Prince had passed). The suburbans made their lawns into vantage
points, and grouped themselves on the curb edge, and the working
classes simply overflowed the road in solid masses of attractively
dressed women and children and Canadianly-dressed men. "Attractively
dressed" is a phrase to note; there are no rags or dowdiness in Canada.

There was a carnival air in the greeting of that multitude on that long
ride, and the laughing and cheering affection of the crowds would have
called forth a like response even in a personality less sympathetic
than the Prince. It captured him completely. The formal salute never
had a chance. First his answer to the cheering was an affectionate
flag-waving, then the flag was not good enough and his hat came into
play, then he was standing up and waving, and finally he again climbed
on to the seat, and half standing, half sitting on the folded hood,
rode through the delighted crowds. With members of his Staff holding
on to him, he did practically the whole of the journey in this manner,
sitting reasonably only at quiet spots, only changing his hat from
right to left hand when one arm had become utterly exhausted. And all
the way the crowds lined the route and cheered.

It was an astonishing spectacle, an amazing experience. It was the
just culmination of the three full days of profound and moving emotion
in which Toronto had shown how intense was its affection.

The effect of such a demonstration on the Prince himself was equally
profound. One of the Canadian Generals who had been driving with His
Royal Highness on one of these occasions, told us that in the midst of
such a scene as this the Prince had turned to him and said, "Can you
wonder that my heart is full?"

CHAPTER IX

OTTAWA

I

The run from Toronto to Ottawa, the city that is a province by itself
and the capital of Canada, was a night run, but there was, in the early
morning, a halt by the wayside so that the train should not arrive
before "skedule." The halt was utilized by the Prince as an
opportunity for a stroll, and by the more alert of the country people
as an opportunity for a private audience.

At a tiny station called Manotick farming families who believe in
shaming the early bird, came and had a l