The train to Montreal the next day was refreshingly new and well-appointed. But it was also more of a commuter style train. And after the ~5 hr journey the seats did feel a bit hard. But the steward came through the cars with the food cart from which you could order the same good selection of cold foods as we'd had access to on The Canadian.
Of note on this journey were the two ~8 yr old boys who sat opposite us, with their Mom across the aisle. I will confess when they first sat down, each opening a package of skittles, I dreaded how raucous the journey might be. But neither of them had a "device" (as had been the case for most all of the children we'd shared the western part of our scenic journey with!). Instead they assembled a mini lego kit, coloured in colouring books, and before he fell asleep near the end of the trip, one of them was starting to read Harry Potter in French. There was no bickering! No whining! All the while their Mom sat across the aisle watching a Netflix series. I don't mind saying it was refreshing and inspiring to see.