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Three Men in a Boat / Three Men on the Bummel

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l<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>ger<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>gly we slowly drew our little boat away from its deep<br />

peace.<br />

We pulled up <str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g> <strong>the</strong> backwater, just below Cookham, and<br />

had tea; and, when we were through <strong>the</strong> lock, it was even<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g.<br />

A stiffish breeze had sprung up — <str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g> our favour, for a w<strong>on</strong>der;<br />

for, as a rule <strong>on</strong> <strong>the</strong> river, <strong>the</strong> w<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>d is always dead aga<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>st you<br />

whatever way you go. It is aga<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>st you <str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g> <strong>the</strong> morn<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g, when<br />

you start for a day’s trip, and you pull a l<strong>on</strong>g distance, th<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>k<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g<br />

how easy it will be to come back with <strong>the</strong> sail. Then, after tea,<br />

<strong>the</strong> w<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>d veers round, and you have to pull hard <str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g> its teeth all<br />

<strong>the</strong> way home.<br />

When you forget to take <strong>the</strong> sail at all, <strong>the</strong>n <strong>the</strong> w<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>d is<br />

c<strong>on</strong>sistently <str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g> your favour both ways. But <strong>the</strong>re! this world is<br />

<strong>on</strong>ly a probati<strong>on</strong>, and man was born to trouble as <strong>the</strong> sparks<br />

fly upward.<br />

This even<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g, however, <strong>the</strong>y had evidently made a mistake,<br />

and had put <strong>the</strong> w<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>d round at our back <str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>stead of <str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g> our face.<br />

We kept very quiet about it, and got <strong>the</strong> sail up quickly before<br />

<strong>the</strong>y found it out, and <strong>the</strong>n we spread ourselves about <strong>the</strong> boat<br />

<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g> thoughtful attitudes, and <strong>the</strong> sail bellied out, and stra<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>ed,<br />

and grumbled at <strong>the</strong> mast, and <strong>the</strong> boat flew.<br />

I steered.<br />

There is no more thrill<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g sensati<strong>on</strong> I know of than sail<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g.<br />

It comes as near to fly<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g as man has got to yet — except <str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g><br />

dreams. The w<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>gs of <strong>the</strong> rush<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g w<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>d seem to be bear<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g you<br />

<strong>on</strong>ward, you know not where. You are no l<strong>on</strong>ger <strong>the</strong> slow, plodd<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g,<br />

puny th<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g of clay, creep<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g tortuously up<strong>on</strong> <strong>the</strong> ground;<br />

you are a part of Nature! Your heart is throbb<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g aga<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>st hers!<br />

Her glorious arms are round you, rais<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g you up aga<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>st her<br />

heart! Your spirit is at <strong>on</strong>e with hers; your limbs grow light!<br />

The voices of <strong>the</strong> air are s<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g to you. The earth seems far<br />

away and little; and <strong>the</strong> clouds, so close above your head, are<br />

bro<strong>the</strong>rs, and you stretch your arms to <strong>the</strong>m.<br />

We had <strong>the</strong> river to ourselves, except that, far <str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g> <strong>the</strong> distance,<br />

we could see a fish<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g-punt, moored <str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g> mid-stream, <strong>on</strong> which

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