Before going, one of the gentlemen asked through the young lady, "if M.le Capitaine would take a glass of wine ?" Paul responded, "that it was pretty early in the morning for a toast, but if he was permitted to drink to the health of Hungary's fairest daughter, he would sacrifice himself." With a musical laugh she handed him a glass filled with sparkling Tokay.
A general hand shake all around followed and as Paul's rubber-covered, wet hand grasped that of the young lady, he begged her to present him with the bunch of violets she had pinned to her breast, as a memento of the pleasant moments he spent in her company.

She complied with his request, he gallantly kissed them and pushed them through the rubber opening of the face piece, down into his breast.
As he resumed paddling, the thought occurred to him, that the frank cordiality of the male occupants of the boat had undergone a decided change, and their farewell was a little more formal than their introduction; but he paid little attention to that and struck away for Buda Pesth with a strong steady pull, while he hummed: "Her bright smile haunts me still." The news of his approach had been telegraphed to Buda Pesth.

When he arrived at the Hungarian capital both banks and the bridges were black with people and the cry of, "eljen Boyton, eljen America," re- echoed on every side.

The warmth of his reception in Buda Pesth was simply indescribable.

In narrating the story of his voyage down the Danube, he mentioned the fair vision he had encountered at Visegrad.
This was duly published with his other adventures.