A pleasant country drive brought His Royal Highness to the village of Aylmer, where a steamer was in waiting to convey him up the river Ottawa, on his way to Brockville, and a large crowd had gathered from the neighboring townships, and triumphal arches spanned the roads.

It was pleasing to see the enthusiasm alike manifested by men, women, and children, to watch the flutter of pocket-handkerchiefs, and the waving of hats in the bright, warm sunshine. Here was another of those popular outbursts of genuine good-feeling which met Albert Edward throughout his travels in the New World. Decrepit age and elastic boyhood, young maidens and grave matrons, vied with each other in the chorus of welcome to England's eldest son, who acknowledged the flattering homage in a smiling manner which won all hearts.

He embarked without delay, and the steamer started immediately for Chats' Portage, where a fleet of canoes, furnished by the lumbermen of the district, were in waiting to convey him to Arnprior. The scenery along this part of the Ottawa was very fine, and called forth expressions of admiration from all.

The Prince takes to traveling with the zeal of an old tourist; so that he enjoyed the trip exceedingly, and such enjoyment was contagious, for he puts all around him in good spirits.

Arnprior was next reached, and here arches and garlands, and words of welcome again appeared in ornamental array; and cheers arose in a prodigality of joy which touched the heart of him for whom they were meant. The scene at Aylmer was re-enacted, and the beautiful weather enhanced the festive glory of the scene.