The preponderating magnitude of the calamity can be somewhat realized by the terrible toll of dead and wounded. The casualties were truly appalling—1,200 dead, 2,000 or more wounded, and 6,000 rendered homeless. Property damage was estimated to be between Forty and Fifty Million Dollars. The scenes following the great convulsion are utterly beyond the power of language to describe. Chaos reigned supreme, and our vocabulary fails to depict the heart-rending scenes witnessed on the streets and in the hastily improvised hospitals and morgues. Gallant acts of amazing heroism are recorded, and Halifax will never fully know all she owes to the military and naval forces stationed in the city for their magnificent services, so promptly rendered in the hour of her dire disaster. No sooner had the appalling news flashed across the cables than messages of sympathy and offers of practical aid poured in from all parts of the Dominion and the U. S. A. The local Relief Committee was inspired and heartened by the prompt despatch from Boston of a special relief train, bringing a corps of doctors, surgeons, and Red Cross nurses with full equipment, under the direction of Hon. A. C. Ratchesky, the personal representative of Governor McCall of Massachusetts. Premier Borden arrived in Halifax on Friday morning, and issued the following statement expressive of the keen appreciation which all Canada felt at the magnanimous assistance of the American people: “The people of Canada are profoundly grateful for the generous sympathy of the people of the United States in the terrible disaster which has overtaken the City of Halifax, and they most deeply appreciate the splendid aid which has been offered and sent from so many communities of our great kindred nation.” In an incredibly short space of time, considering the tremendous nature of the calamity, confusion took on the semblance of order, and the eager hands of willing citizens were busily engaged under the direction of committees in ministering to the maimed and injured, reverent burial of the untimely dead, catering for the hungry and providing for the thousands rendered destitute and homeless through the sudden stroke of swift catastrophe which has laid the city low. Not yet, at this hour of writing, has Halifax recovered fully from the shattering blow of that fateful Thursday, the sixth of December; but with optimistic fortitude, with courage and with ardor, is already grappling with the Herculean task of reconstruction; and thus it is that the gloom of the present is even now radiantly relieved with the gleam of a splendid vision—The Greater Halifax of Tomorrow. Surely here is ample evidence that there is something in man, frail and human as he is, which nevertheless defies and rises above catastrophe. HAROLD T. ROE. Halifax, December 14th, 1917. [Illustration: