From the Book - Regular Print
Our paddle-wheels go 'round
Fine day at sea? "Oh, my!"
Our singing provokes head-winds
The watch that couldn't keep up
The poor, shiftless, lazy Azoreans
Morocco, where riches have stings
The Frenchman's sacred cat-mat
The Marseillaises misunderstand us
The melancholy Château d'If
France is a bewitching garden
Napoleon and Abdul ; Aziz sees us
We shudder at the can-can
Down with the dastardly Abelard!
Oh, the superb Genoese ladies! Genoa
Who glorifies poor Mr. Laura?
Como? Pshaw! See lake Tahoe
Luigi to the rescue! Whoop!
Gondolas are water hearses
We master the old masters
Galileo's pendulum in the Duomo
Why don't they rob their churches?
Rome and St. Peters overwhelm us
V.2. The good-natured brother of skulls
The rags and riches of Naples
Pompeii and the proud sentinel
Constantinople the bewildering
Morals and whisky are scarce
In Sebastopol the battered
What Richelieu and Odessa did for each other
We visit the Czar of all the Russias
Smyrniste girls are beautiful
Who took the oysters up the hill?
Ephesus : a world of precious relics
Our luxurious camp on Lebanon
Baalbec the beautiful and mysterious
I drink out of Ananias's well
Nimrod's tomb, at Jonesborough
By Ain Mellahah, the desolate
The blank voice of the turtle
Where the crusaders perished
Joseph's tomb and Jacob's well
we are surfeited with sights!
Why the whale threw up Jonah
Seven delightful days in Spain
Our small and only mishap.