'JOLLY miserable; 267 



As for myself, I was so wretchedly wet 

 already tliat a little water more or less didn't 

 matter, so not even taking the trouble to 

 jump from one high stone to another, I 

 plunged sulkily in and plodded sullenly away 

 on the other side as if a wetting to the waist 

 was all m the day's work, and didn't so much 

 matter when one was once in for bemg 'jolly 

 miserable.' 



Frank and the men seemed much of the 

 same mind, and we all plodded along as if 

 we were on a treadmill, without talkino- or 

 pausing much until we gained the top of a 

 hio-h bluff about 11 a.m., from which the men 

 told us the rest of the road lay over smooth 

 downs, and the incline, if any, was down hill. 

 Then our spirits rose. 



Some one said there was an iron sprmg 

 about a mile off, so we gave Simon the Less 

 twenty-five kopecks to go and bring us a 

 skinful of the water, and on this and a pipe we 



