I Cannot Help But Think A Curious

After All, I Long To Be In America Again, Nay, If I Can Go Home To Return No More To Europe, It Seems To Me That I Shall Ever Enjoy More Peace Of Mind, And Even Physical Comfort Than I Can Meet With In Any Portion Of The World Beside.

On The 17th Of May, The Delos Put Out To Sea. I Was Immediately Affected With Sea-sickness, Which, However, Lasted But A Short Time. I Remained On Deck Constantly, Forcing Myself To Exercise.

The Mercantile Business Did Not Suit Me

If Only The Bird With The Loveliest Song Sang, The Forest Would Be A Lonely Place.

Never Give Up Listening To The Sounds Of Birds.