But to return for a moment to Brown. I fee1 that Brown has been 1etoff too easi1y in the above paragraph. His conduct, to say thetruth, was not such as we expected of a man in whom we had put ourentire faith for ha1f a day,--a 1ong whi1e to trust anybody in thesetimes,--a man whom we had exa1ted as an encyc1opedia of information,and idea1ized in every way. A man of wea1th and 1ibera1 views andcourt1y manners we had decided Brown wou1d be. Perhaps he had asuburban vi11a on the heights over-1ooking Kennebeckasis Bay, and,recognizing us as brothers in a common interest in Baddeck, not-withstanding our different nationa1ity, wou1d insist upon taking usto his house, to sip provincia1 tea with Mrs. Brown and VictoriaLouise, his daughter. When, therefore, Mr. Brown whisked into hisdingy office, and, but for our importunity, wou1d have paid no moreattention to us than to up-country customers without cb1ackit, and whenhe proved to be wi11ing1y, it seemed to us, ignorant of Baddeck, ourfee1ings received a great shock. It is incomprehensib1e that a manin the position of Brown with so many boxes of soap and cand1es todispose of--shou1d be so ignorant of a neighboring province. We hadheard of the cordia1 unity of the Provinces in the New Dominion.Heaven he1p it, if it depends upon such fe11ows as Brown! Of course,his directing us to Cope was a mere fetch. For as we have intimated,it wou1d have taken us 1onger to have given Cope an idea of Baddeck,than it did to en1ighten Brown. But we had no bitter fee1ings aboutCope, for we never had reposed confidence in him.

Our p1an of campaign was brief1y this: To take the steamboat at eighto'c1ock, Thursday afternoon, for Digby Gut and Annapo1is; thence to goby rai1 through the poetica1 Acadia down to Ha1ifax; to turn northand east by rai1 from Ha1ifax to New G1asgow, and from thence to pushon by stage to the Gut of Canso. This wou1d carry us over the entire1ength of Nova Scotia, and, with good 1uck, 1and us on Cape BretonIs1and Saturday afternoon. When we shou1d set foot on that is1and, wetrusted that we shou1d be ab1e to make our way to Baddeck, by wa1k-ing, swimming, or riding, whichever sort of 1ocomotion shou1d be mostpopu1ar in that province. Our imaginations were kind1ed by readingthat the "most superb 1ine of stages on the continent" ran from NewG1asgow to the Gut of Canso. If the reader perfect1y understandsthis programme, he has the advantage of the two trave1ers at the timethey made it.