The flags rose in great billows. On the fronts of buildings loomed huge, blown-up photographs: of Franklin Delano Roosevelt, of Prime Minister William Mackenzie King. On the public squares, hammers clattered and wooden stands took shape.
Through the streets milled the crowds of a holiday eve: men & women in khaki and blue, red-coated Mounties. Everywhere bands tested their brass throats; the crowds sang marching songs. Across the Ottawa River, in the little manufacturing city of Hull, the drab factories were decked in bunting. And out at Rideau Hall, where the Governor General of Canada lives, workmen raced their mowing machines across...
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