41
in the week, is 120 miles a week, or 6,240 miles a year, or 156,000 miles in the 25 years. So that taking the estimated circumference of the Earth at 24,930 miles, I have travelled since I began business, more than = Six times round the Earth. Can Dr Livingston beat that? If I am not a bona fide traveller and worthy of being an honorary M.P.W.S., & G.R.A., and a R.P.P., I would like to know who is.
In this small book it is, of course, impossible to give the particulars of my travels over such a vast field, including the Cambraes and the adjacent Islands of Great Britain and Ireland—but I will briefly, and as a specimen of what a book I could write, give a few of my leading peregrinations.
With my Pack on my shoulders, I trudged over the Gleniffer Braes, through Dunlop, and down upon Kilwinning to do a little business at the great Eglinton Tournament. I made rather a good thing of it among the smokers, in the lucifer match line; really they needed a smoke, for such weather as we had—it rained without intermission during the whole time of the Tournament. I have, in my travels, seen many daft folk, but I never saw so many collected as on that occasion. They were in thousands, and from all quarters—standing like drouket craws, but perfectly quiet and harmless. The cold water cure must have had a soothing effect on their nerves. Having had a green umbrella, I was often taken for Prince Napoleon (the
