If the loveliness of this river were better known, it would be more generally visited by tourists in search of rest or recreation.

On the morning of May nineteenth, 1881, the start was made, the usual crowd of people lining the banks to see them off.
Several of the Doctor's enthusiastic friends presented him with a keg of beer.

It was placed in his skiff.

Unfortunately, they forgot to give him a faucet.

All that day was very hot, and the entire party longed for a drink from its cooling depths.