After the triumph of Lincoln’s noble purpose and binding of the nation’s wounds, folks slept in their beds. The great emancipator’s legacy--justice, forbearance, charity--stirred men profoundly and his appeals for amity revitalized the myriad dormant avocations of peace, foreshadowing an epoch of unparalleled activity. During five decades since, there has been work to do in United States of America and worthy men to do it. Uncle Sam has no commendable physical qualification if you concede him not two most perceptive normal optics together with an eye in the back of his head. In nepotism an unbeliever, with scant indulgence for clannishness and caste, this allegorical personage suffered all applicants to joust with his stalwart native sons and demonstrate their fitness to maintain the dignity of labor--the basic agency in creating his country’s present commercial pre-eminence. Was Solomon wiser? Behold the 256,547 miles of steel highway under operation in United States in this year of grace, which encompass the land like the network of veins in your torso, bringing each remote part into communion with the centres of life. To the gradual accomplishment of this stupendous undertaking came a swelling stream of silver, ripening judgment, indomitable patience and a battalion of optimistic Canadians to “make good measure”. Down the avenue of years, back as far as 1840, when the movement, unlike that northward to-day, was almost a stampede south, Canada had been loaning United States the best of her bone and sinew. Thousands of determined, capable young men craving new worlds to conquer, burned their bridges and sought a future midst beckoning possibilities which the Union held out to the youth of the day. Honestly received and judged, their colleagues verdict doth attest a high percentage have shared the burden in providing transportation, that paramount essential in advancing civilization. Prophetic was Sir Wilfrid Laurier’s forecast “The nineteenth century belonged to United States but the twentieth will be Canada’s”, when one reflects that the year 1909 yielded 138,000,000 bushels of grain and beheld 90,966 shrewd Yankees, (Messieurs, your pardon), cross with cash and chattels to John Bull’s domain to participate in garnering 400,000,000 bushels in 1915 and 200,000,000 bushels in 1917. This exodus is a straw indicating one quarter from which blows the breeze. Will the outgoing tide float with it the scores of former Canadians who have, through industry and recognizance of trust, mortised into every department of railroading in United States? Will these naturalized, integral units in business and social organizations governed from Washington, sever the moorings of environment, association, intermarriage, to return to the land of their birth? Probably not. But who knows: the answer slumbers in the womb of the future.