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that!〃



Harris will be just that sort of man when he grows up; I know; and I told 

him so。  I said I could not permit him to take so much labour upon 

himself。  I said:



〃No; YOU get the paper; and the pencil; and the catalogue; and George 

write down; and I'll do the work。〃



The first list we made out had to be discarded。  It was clear that the 

upper reaches of the Thames would not allow of the navigation of a boat 

sufficiently large to take the things we had set down as indispensable; 

so we tore the list up; and looked at one another!



George said:



〃You know we are on a wrong track altogether。  We must not think of the 

things we could do with; but only of the things that we can't do 

without。〃



George comes out really quite sensible at times。  You'd be surprised。  I 

call that downright wisdom; not merely as regards the present case; but 

with reference to our trip up the river of life; generally。  How many 

people; on that voyage; load up the boat till it is ever in danger of 

swamping with a store of foolish things which they think essential to the 

pleasure and comfort of the trip; but which are really only useless 

lumber。



How they pile the poor little craft mast…high with fine clothes and big 

houses; with useless servants; and a host of swell friends that do not 

care twopence for them; and that they do not care three ha'pence for; 

with expensive entertainments that nobody enjoys; with formalities and 

fashions; with pretence and ostentation; and with … oh; heaviest; maddest 

lumber of all! … the dread of what will my neighbour think; with luxuries 

that only cloy; with pleasures that bore; with empty show that; like the 

criminal's iron crown of yore; makes to bleed and swoon the aching head 

that wears it!



It is lumber; man … all lumber!  Throw it overboard。  It makes the boat 

so heavy to pull; you nearly faint at the oars。  It makes it so 

cumbersome and dangerous to manage; you never know a moment's freedom 

from anxiety and care; never gain a moment's rest for dreamy laziness … 

no time to watch the windy shadows skimming lightly o'er the shallows; or 

the glittering sunbeams flitting in and out among the ripples; or the 

great trees by the margin looking down at their own image; or the woods 

all green and golden; or the lilies white and yellow; or the sombre…

waving rushes; or the sedges; or the orchis; or the blue forget…me…nots。



Throw the lumber over; man!  Let your boat of life be light; packed with 

only what you need … a homely home and simple pleasures; one or two 

friends; worth the name; someone to love and someone to love you; a cat; 

a dog; and a pipe or two; enough to eat and enough to wear; and a little 

more than enough to drink; for thirst is a dangerous thing。



You will find the boat easier to pull then; and it will not be so liable 

to upset; and it will not matter so much if it does upset; good; plain 

merchandise will stand water。  You will have time to think as well as to 

work。  Time to drink in life's sunshine … time to listen to the AEolian 

music that the wind of God draws from the human heart…strings around us … 

time to …



I beg your pardon; really。  I quite forgot。



Well; we left the list to George; and he began it。



〃We won't take a tent; suggested George; 〃we will have a boat with a 

cover。  It is ever so much simpler; and more comfortable。〃



It seemed a good thought; and we adopted it。  I do not know whether you 

have ever seen the thing I mean。  You fix iron hoops up over the boat; 

and stretch a huge canvas over them; and fasten it down all round; from 

stem to stern; and it converts the boat into a sort of little house; and 

it is beautifully cosy; though a trifle stuffy; but there; everything has 

its drawbacks; as the man said when his mother…in…law died; and they came 

down upon him for the funeral expenses。



George said that in that case we must take a rug each; a lamp; some soap; 

a brush and comb (between us); a toothbrush (each); a basin; some tooth…

powder; some shaving tackle (sounds like a French exercise; doesn't it?); 

and a couple of big…towels for bathing。  I notice that people always make 

gigantic arrangements for bathing when they are going anywhere near the 

water; but that they don't bathe much when they are there。



It is the same when you go to the sea…side。  I always determine … when 

thinking over the matter in London … that I'll get up early every 

morning; and go and have a dip before breakfast; and I religiously pack 

up a pair of drawers and a bath towel。  I always get red bathing drawers。  

I rather fancy myself in red drawers。  They suit my complexion so。  But 

when I get to the sea I don't feel somehow that I want that early morning 

bathe nearly so much as I did when I was in town。



On the contrary; I feel more that I want to stop in bed till the last 

moment; and then come down and have my breakfast。  Once or twice virtue 

has triumphed; and I have got out at six and half…dressed myself; and 

have taken my drawers and towel; and stumbled dismally off。  But I 

haven't enjoyed it。  They seem to keep a specially cutting east wind; 

waiting for me; when I go to bathe in the early morning; and they pick 

out all the three…cornered stones; and put them on the top; and they 

sharpen up the rocks and cover the points over with a bit of sand so that 

I can't see them; and they take the sea and put it two miles out; so that 

I have to huddle myself up in my arms and hop; shivering; through six 

inches of water。  And when I do get to the sea; it is rough and quite 

insulting。



One huge wave catches me up and chucks me in a sitting posture; as hard 

as ever it can; down on to a rock which has been put there for me。  And; 

before I've said 〃Oh! Ugh!〃 and found out what has gone; the wave comes 

back and carries me out to mid…ocean。  I begin to strike out frantically 

for the shore; and wonder if I shall ever see home and friends again; and 

wish I'd been kinder to my little sister when a boy (when I was a boy; I 

mean)。  Just when I have given up all hope; a wave retires and leaves me 

sprawling like a star…fish on the sand; and I get up and look back and 

find that I've been swimming for my life in two feet of water。  I hop 

back and dress; and crawl home; where I have to pretend I liked it。



In the present instance; we all talked as if we were going to have a long 

swim every morning。



George said it was so pleasant to wake up in the boat in the fresh 

morning; and plunge into the limpid river。  Harris said there was nothing 

like a swim before breakfast to give you an appetite。  He said it always 

gave him an appetite。  George said that if it was going to make Harris 

eat more than Harris ordinarily ate; then he should protest against 

Harris having a bath at all。



He said there would be quite enough hard work in towing sufficient food 

for Harris up against stream; as it was。



I urged upon George; however; how much pleasanter it would be to have 

Harris clean and fresh about the boat; even if we did have to take a few 

more hundredweight of provisions; and he got to see it in my light; and 

withdrew his opposition to Harris's bath。



Agreed; finally; that we should take THREE bath towels; so as not to keep 

each other waiting。



For clothes; George said two suits of flannel would be sufficient; as we 

could wash them ourselves; in the river; when they got dirty。  We asked 

him if he had ever tried washing flannels in the river; and he replied: 

〃No; not exactly himself like; but he knew some fellows who had; and it 

was easy enough;〃 and Harris and I were weak enough to fancy he knew what 

he was talking about; and that three respectable young men; without 

position or influence; and with no experience in washing; could really 

clean their own shirts and trousers in the river Thames with a bit of 

soap。



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