Yesterday, I visited a CPR railroad worker, Mr. Leith, at his house. My first impression was that how come his whole family was crammed inside of that tiny house. They had three children and one more infant that had to be carried around by her mother. The children had no space to run around. I visited them around supper time, they had porridge that had no meat and vegetables in site, but it was at least very filling. Mrs. Leith did not have any, I suppose it was because I had her serving. WE sat down after supper and I requested him to tell us what it was like being part of the CPR construction. He enhanced many times that most people did not see it as a pride but a kind of torture all the way through. Even at the end, when all the leaders
