CLOVER BAR BRIDGE, G.T.P., NEAR EDMONTON, WHICH WILL SPAN THE
SASKATCHEWAN RIVER AND THE VALLEY AS WELL

rens. This  refer-
ence is not made to
lure any white
man to those silent
places, but to show
how very far north
one must travel be-
fore coming to the
home of the gaunt
white wolf, which
is also many hund-
reds of miles this
side of the wallow

HEHAVY ROCK WORK ON LAKE SUPERIOR
BRANCH, GRAND TRUNK PACIFIC

bewildering wilder-
ness. Contiguous
to Prince Rupert
he natural  re-
sources so rich and
varied that a man
might carve out a
kingdom on _ the
coast, tag his totum
to suit his fancy,
and Rajah alone in
supreme  indiffer-
ence to the rest of

of the walrus. Earnie the world. In proof
Paddling, sailing of this assertion,
or steaming south, as one shall we have only to glance at the

be shortly, the traveller comes to
the wheat belt far down the
Peace River and to the flouring mills
of Vermilion, many hundreds of miles
north of Edmonton, which is no long-
er the ‘‘Last House.’’ Passing south
and west where the Peace drains the
Rockies we reach the Pacific through
Yellowhead Pass, over the trail
blazed by the pathfinders, and feel
almost immediately the balmy breath
of the warm chinook, which is the
real secret of the salubrity of all this
398

Iroquois Indians whom the locat-
ing engineers discovered away up
on the Yellowhead. With abso-
lutely no knowledge of what has hap-
pened in the last hundred years, these
children of the wild have lived, peace-
ful, contented and happy, there in
the hills, finding all they require
close at hand. Surely if that be true,
the white man with all his acquired
knowledge of matters and things
could survive indefinitely in this rich
and resourceful region.