And Samuel said, What meaneth then this bleating of the sheep in mine ears, and the lowing of the oxen which I hear?

After spending six hours on the intake we realized that there was nothing wrong with it, so we are back to square one.

For one parade-goer, the new parade is not novel, but a sad reminder that the traditional parade ideal “like everything else connected with downtown St. Catharines is dying.

In the meantime the captain, whom I had observed to be wonderfully swollen about the chest and pockets, had turned out a great many various stores--the British colours, a Bible, a coil of stoutish rope, pen, ink, the log-book, and pounds of tobacco.