“What’s the other theory? You said there were two, Bob,” said Jock.
“Oh, the other is that Canada is another form of the Indian word, Ka-na-ta, which means a village. I’ve given you both, and you can take your choice.”
“But how did the gulf and the river get their names, Professor?” asked Ben.
“Cartier gave it to them in honor of the saint who was supposed to be the patron of the day when he made his discovery—the 10th of August, you know. I think the saint deserved to have his name given, too, for it is said he was broiled on a gridiron in 253.”
“Good time,” remarked Ben, dryly. “Two forty is better, though.”
“Bob,” demanded Bert, “how do you know all this stuff. I don’t see how one small head can contain all you know.”
“That isn’t original, my friend,” remarked Bob. “You have the idea but not the language of our last text-book in English Lit. How do I know so much? Oh, it comes natural to some people. I know a heap more than I have told you, though. If you want me to, I’ll give you some of it now. We haven’t got to Ogdensburgh yet.”
“Oh, do! do! Lend the charm of your voice to these interesting details you have picked out of some almanac,” said Ben.
“I’ll lend you my voice if you’ll lend me your ears!” rejoined Bob.