abundant motors. But
splendid and wide and long though these and other streets be, the mass
of people which lined them on Monday, September 22nd, was such as to
set the most long-headed town planner wondering if, after all, he had
allowed enough room for the welcoming of Princes.

From the vast, orderly throng massed behind the red and tartan of the
Highland guard of honour at the station, thick ranks of people lined
the whole of a long route to Stanley Park.

This crowd not only filled the sidewalks with good-tempered liveliness,
but it had sections in all the windows of the fine blocks of buildings
the Prince passed. Now and then it attempted to emulate the small boys
who ran level with the Prince's car cheering to full capacity, and
caring not a jot whether a "Mounty" of the escort or a following car
went over them, but on the whole the crowd was more in hand than usual.

This does not mean that it was less enthusiastic. The reception was of
the usual stirring quality, and it culminated in an immense outburst in
Stanley Park.

It was a touch of genius to place the official reception in the Park.
It is, in a sense, the key-note of Vancouver. It gives it its peculiar
quality of charm. It is a huge park occupying the entirety of a
peninsula extending from the larger peninsula upon which Vancouver
stands. It has sea-water practically all round it. In it are to be
found the greatest and finest trees in Canada in their most natural
surroundings.

It is one big "reservation" for trees. Those who think that they can
improve upon nature have had short shrift, and the giant Douglas pine,
the firs and the cedars thrive naturally in a setting that has remained
practically untouched since the day when the British seaman, Captain
Vancouver, explored the sounds of this coast. It is an exquisite park
having delightful forest walks and beautiful waterside views.

Under the great trees and in a wilderness of bright flowers and flags
as bright, a vast concourse of people was gathered about the pretty
pavilion in the park to give the Prince a welcome. The function had
all the informality of a rather large picnic, and when the sun banished
the Pacific "smoke," or mist, the gathering had infinite charm.

After this reception the Prince went for a short drive in the great
park, seeing its beautiful glades; looking at Burrard Inlet that makes
its harbour one of the best in the world, and getting a glimpse of
English Bay, w