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Show Companions Id Conrtaay. Warm was the Irish heart and winning win-ning the way of the late Lord Dufferln. Shortly before he left Canada, and while he was In residence at Rldeau Hall, he was walking one windy day whon he came upon an Irish laborer who was mending the roadway. As was his wont, the governor general gen-eral stopped to have a chat, and the old laborer stood bareheaded, the wind blowing his thin, white hair roughly about. "Put on your hat," said Lord Duf-ferin. Duf-ferin. "Not before your excellency," replied re-plied the old man. "Then," said his lordship, taking off his own hat, "If you will expose your gray hairs to this wind out of deference defer-ence for my position, I must expose mine to it out of respect lor your gray hairs." Youth's Companion. |