The watch-dogs of Great Britain were at our doors.

This question of monarchy and the Republic was not yet settled, after all! I pass the story of the banquet at Fort Vancouver, because it is unpleasant to recite the difficulties of a kindly host who finds himself with jarring elements at his board.

Precisely this was the situation of white-haired Doctor McLaughlin of Fort Vancouver.

It was an incongruous assembly in the first place.

The officers of the British Navy attended in the splendor of their uniforms, glittering in braid and gold.