CHAPTER XII. 



FOUR MEN IN A BOAT. 



A trip down the Wye River unusually low Seven hours to 

 do twenty miles Difficulties overcome A cow in the water 

 A calf ditto Lovely scenery Election day at Hereford. 



E were four men in a boat ; our dog Rover 

 was mad because we wouldn't have him 

 along we knew his tricks of old ; he was 

 too fond of jumping out for a swim, and 

 then jumping in to shake himself, which was 

 inconvenient. 



We had to go down the Wye for twenty miles, a 

 trip which seemed easy enough, and we expected to 

 do it easily in four hours. We started early, as one 

 of us had, but did not particularly wish, to catch a 

 train at Hereford for London, and we counted on an 

 hour or two to spare for a saunter about the old city 

 before the train left. We were disappointed our 

 expectations were not realized. 



It took us just seven hours of about the hardest 

 work we ever had in our lives to reach Hereford 

 Bridge a mile from the station. I say we, but I did 



