This spirit should prevail throughout the Company's service in the Dominion and elsewhere, and when difficulties and differences of opinion arise, as they always will in the natural course of our everyday pursuits, let us all, from the Atlantic to the Pacific, in towns, cities and the farthest interior, just remember to say to ourselves "Esprit de Corps, under all circumstances," or, as the Governor put it during his recent visit to Canada, "pour a little oil on the machinery when it does not run perfectly and smoothly." (It's the only lubricant available these days.) Try to put yourself in the other fellow's shoes and do unto him as you would he should do unto you. If I were asked, "What institutions do you consider have been, and are yet, of the greatest service to Canada?" my reply would be: "Hudson's Bay Company and Canadian Pacific Railway." "And what has been the chief factor which has created such an enviable position for these two companies?"--"Esprit de Corps." The success of any organization or corporation depends upon this; let us constantly keep this motto before us. ========== Lost in the Bush By ASHTON ALSTON IT being a bright, cold, frosty morning in the latter part of October, the Indians all off to their hunting grounds and nothing much doing around the post, I thought that I would take a day off and go and put down some marten and fisher traps. I got away about 7 a.m. and after paddling about six miles I arrived at the end of the lake and took to the bush. Heading in a northerly direction I trudged along, placing snares for fur at various likely looking places, and so interested was I in my work that I did not notice that the day was fast slipping by and night approaching. It must have been late in the afternoon when I startled a flock of partridges which got away before I could get a shot at them. After following the direction in which they had gone for some distance and failing to locate them, I thought, therefore, that I would hit the trail for home, but after walking for some time I realized that I was lost. In the meantime, the wind was getting up and low, angry clouds were scudding across the sky, which foretold, as a sailor would say, "a dirty night." Not expecting to be so long away, I had not brought provisions with me, so was beginning to feel hungry. The sun had long since disappeared and the night was coming on, so I thought it best to look for a good camping place. I luckily came across a spot with any amount of dry and green wood, so started to make things comfortable for the night. I first of all cut down some green trees and with the branches made a shelter. Then I cut enough dry wood to last the night, made a good fire and lay down in front of it. Fortunately, having a good supply of tobacco and my pipe, I was able to make myself comfortable.