Westward with the Prince of WalesNewton, W. Douglas (Wilfrid Douglas)
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Westward with the Prince of Wales
Newton, W. Douglas (Wilfrid Douglas)
Canada -- Description and travel; Windsor, Edward, Duke of, 1894-1972
Wedged is assuredly the right term, for it was with difficulty, and
only by infinite care, that the car was driven through the crowd and
away.
CHAPTER X
MONTREAL: QUEBEC
I
Montreal was not actually in the schedule. In the program of the
Prince's tour it was put down as the last place he should visit. This,
in a sense, was fitting. It was proper that the greatest city in
Canada should wind up the visit in a befitting week.
All the same, as the Prince himself said, he could not possibly start
for the West without making at least a call on Montreal, so he rounded
off his travels among the big cities of the Canadian East by spending
the inside of a day there.
I wonder whether there was ever an inside of a day so crowded? I was
present when Manchester rushed President Wilson through a headlong
morning of events, and the Manchester effort was pedestrian beside
Montreal's. Even the Prince, who himself can put any amount of vigour
into life, must have found nothing in his experience to equal a
non-stop series of ceremonies carried on, at times, at a pace of
forty-miles an hour.
That is what happened. Montreal was given about four hours of the
Prince. Montreal is a progressive city; it has an up-to-date and
"Do-It-Now" sense. Confronted at very short notice with those four
hours, it promptly set itself to make the most of them. It packed
about four days' program into them.
It managed this, of course, by using motor-cars. The whole of the
American Continent, I have come to see, has a motor-car method of
thinking out and accomplishing things. Montreal certainly has.
Montreal met the Prince in an automobile mood, whipped him from the
train and entertained him on the top gear for every moment of his stay.
II
He arrived at the handsome Windsor Station of the C.P.R. on the morning
of Tuesday, September 2nd, and was at once taken to a big, grey motor.
His guide, the Mayor of the city, then began to show him how time could
be annihilated and days compressed into hours.
In those few hours he was shown not a section of the great commercial
city, not merely the City Hall, and a street or two, and a place
wherein to lunch. He was shown all Montreal. He was shown the city of
Montreal and the suburbs of Montreal, and verily I believe he was shown
every man, woman, and certainly every child of flag-wagging age, in
Montreal.
And when he had seen the high, fine business blocks of Montreal, and
the pretty residential districts, where the well-designed homes seem to
stand on terrace over terrace of the smoothest, greenest grass, he was
shown the country-side about Montreal, the comely little habitant
parishes and holiday places that make outlying Montreal, and the
convents and the colleges where Montreal educates itself, the
Universities where that education is rounded off, and the long, wide,
straight speedways over which Montreal citizens get the best out of
their motor-car moments--and he was shown how it was done.
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