I was so glad when I got down that I sang with glee.

I hate work like that, and to make it worse I took everybody's picture on top of the Pyramid, and forgot to have one of them take me, so there is no way to prove I ever went up.

Little and I hired two donkeys and called them "Gallegher" and "Van Bibber" and raced them.
My donkey was so little that they couldn't see him--only his ears.
Gallegher won.

The donkey-boys called it Von Bebey, so I don't think it will help the sale of the book.
Today we went to call on the Khedive.

It was very informal and too democratic to suit my tastes.