These symptoms were probably a consequence of the painful excitement of parting with my friends, added to the change of air.

With some difficulty I gained my modest chamber, and immediately went to bed.

My good constitution was luckily proof against the attacks of all enemies, and waking the next morning, on March 24th, in tolerable health, I betook myself on board our new steamboat the Galata, of sixty-horse power: this boat did not, however, appear to me so tidy and neat as the Marianna, in which we had proceeded from Vienna to Pesth.

Our journey was a rapid one; at ten o'clock in the morning we were already at Feldvar, a place which seems at a distance to be of some magnitude, but which melts away like a soap- bubble on a nearer approach.

By two o'clock we had reached Paks; here, as at all other places of note, we stopped for a quarter of an hour.