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cording to Vennor's prediction made Sept. i. This morn-
ing it is mighty cold with yesterday's one inch of snow
crunching and grinding under the cart wheels in a shrill
metallic way. Vennor says: "A very sudden and severe
fall of temperature will occur throughout Canada in the
last days of November, with but little snow, if any, on
the ground."

There has been mild weather for some time before
this—Vennor spotted it right.

Sir, I think I am lost, but I am not acquainted with
the city, and so I cannot really tell. If you will be so kind
as to give me an idea of the direction of the Windsor
Hotel, God will reward you. Of course I may not be lost,
after all; I cannot by any means swear that I am, for
there is nothing here to swear by—I mean nothing I could
recognize, nothing I ever saw before; but if I could see
something which I have seen before, I could tell in a
minute by its position whether I am lost or not: that is, I
could tell by comparing its position with mine, whether it
was lost or whether it was me; and I could then know
which of us was lost, and act accordingly: that is to say,
if it turned out to be me that was lost, I shouldn't do
anything, at least at the moment, preferring to wait and
sue the city; but if it turned out to be-ii I should of course
call assistance; for I hold that a humane man------

It is a great and beautiful city from Royal Mount—the
great St. Lawrence stretching in both directions and the
wide plains on the other side with groves and meadows
and with mountains beyond.

So many pretty girls—never so many in one town be-
fore—beauty of girls and of little children so common as
to be almost monotonous, but then one has the occasional
relief of the other sort or one can look into the glass.

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