clothing. Much has been said in Parliament and else-where criticizing the contractors who served the Department of Militia and Defence. Not enough has been said in praise of the extraordinary amount of good work they did in brief time.
In sunshine Valcartier was a delight. In rain it was otherwise. The soil is sand in combination with red clay. It made a particularly sticky kind of mud while the rain persisted, though it dried rapidly enough after the clouds broke. Several rains were so heavy that the running water invaded the tents and caused much discomfort. Still the men made little complaint. They realized that such inconveniences were but a foretaste of things to come and they accepted them philosophically. Their only serious growl had to do with the frequency of formal reviews—especially when they took place in the rain. On such occasions Sir Sam Hughes lost popularity.
In the morning after the blankets had been rolled and the tents made ready for inspection, came platoon and company drill—sometimes varied by a route march or by target practice. For a time the only rifles were those held at the ranges, which all hands used in turn. After dinner and a period of rest or skylarking the process of making men into soldiers was renewed. After five o'clock the day's work was done.
There was a continuing city at the Y:M.C.A. tent. Here writing paper and magazines were available. Here was a piano, after a sort, and an inducement to sing. When darkness made baseball and other games difficult there was 'a "spring drive" towards the big marquee and its moving-picture show. Under Captain Best and Captain Pearson sing-songs were arranged. The pro-gramme was unique—a mixture of old hymns of the Church and gay songs from the Music Hall—Lead Kindly Light and Tipperary, 0 God Our Help in Ages Past, and Who Were Pou With Last Night? The scene was