t. The committee has always
been strictly interdenominational, with Mrs. W.C. Job and Mrs. W.E.
Gosling as its presidents. It has made a "show place" of the Girls'
Department of the Institute, and that department has become
self-supporting--a most desirable goal for every philanthropy.

The lumber mill and schooner building work were in slings. Our men,
made far better off by the winter work thus provided, had acquired
gear so much better for fishing than their former equipment that they
could not resist engaging in the more remunerative work of the fishery
in the summer months. For two years previous they had left before the
drive was complete and the logs out of the woods. Now the local
manager had also decided to fish during the three summer months--which
is really the only time available for mill operations also. I was
fortunate enough on my way North to persuade an expert lumber operator
from Canada, and an entirely kindred spirit, Mr. Harry Crowe, to come
down and help me out with the problem. We spent a few delightful days
together, in which he taught me as many things that every mill man
should know as he would have had to learn had he been dabbling in
pills. Like myself, Mr. Crowe is an ardent believer in Confederation
with Canada for this little country. Before Mr. Crowe's efforts on our
behalf had materialized, a new friend, Mr. Walter Booth, of New York,
well known in American football circles as one of the best of
all-American forwards, came North and carried the mill for a year. The
one and only fault of his regime was that it was too short. The field
of work was one for which he was admirably equipped, but home reasons
made him return after his time expired. He has often told me since,
however, that he has fits of wishing that he could have put in a life
with us in the North, rather than spending it in the more civilized
circles of the New York Bar.

Many invitations to speak, especially at universities in America, and
through a lecture agency in England to numerous societies and clubs,
led me to devote the winter of 1913-14 to a lecture tour. My wife
induced me also to renew my youth by a holiday of a month on the
Continent.

A lecture tour includes some of the most delightful experiences of
life, bringing one into direct personal contact with so many people
whom it is a privilege to know. But it also has its anxieties and
worries, and eternal vigilance is the price of avoiding a breakdown at
this th