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easiness of the interview.

During the meeting all the arts of the cowboys were exhibited. The
lariat expert lassoed men and horses in bunches of five as easily as he
lassoed one, and danced in and turned somersaults through his
ever-whirling loop. There were some fine exhibitions of horse-riding,
and there was some Amazonian racing by girls in jockey garb.

The human interlude was also there. A daring woman photographer in the
grand-stand held up a cowboy. Disregarding her long skirts, she
climbed the fence of the course and calmly mounted behind the horseman.
Riding thus, she passed across the front of the cheering grand-stand
and came to the steps of the Prince's pavilion. Unconcerned by the joy
of the great crowd, she asked permission to take a snapshot, and
received it, going her way unruffled and entirely Canadian.

The very thrilling afternoon was closed by the Prince himself. Walking
over to the crowd of cattlemen, he stood talking with them and
examining their horses. Presently, on the invitation of the leader, he
mounted a broncho, and, leading the bunch of cowboys and cowgirls,
swept down the track and past the stand. The people, delighted at this
unexpected act, vented themselves in the usual way--that is, with
extraordinary enthusiasm.

III

Edmonton, the capital of Alberta, was the Prince's farthest north. He
arrived there on Friday, September 12th, to receive the unstinted
welcome which, long since, we had come to know was Canada's natural
attitude towards him. As we crossed the broad main street to the
station, the sight of the vast human flower-bed that filled the road
below the railway bridge made one tingle at the thoroughness with which
these towns gathered to express themselves.

Canada, as I may have hinted already, has a way of leading strangers
astray concerning herself. In Eastern Canada we were told that we
would find the West "different." From what was said to us, there was
some reason for expecting to find an entirely new race on the Pacific
side of Winnipeg. It would be a race further removed from the British
tradition, a race not so easy to get on with, a race not moved by the
impulses and enthusiasms that stirred the East.

And in the West? Well, all I can say is that quite a number of Western
men shook me by the hand and told me how thankful I must be now that I
had left the cold and rigid East for the more generous warmth of the
spacious West. And hadn't I fo