Jerome KJerome - Three Men in a Boat
1889
We decide to go on holiday, pleasures of “camping out”, Oh-what-a-wicked-world-this-is-and-how-I-wish-I-could-do-something-to-make-it-better-and-nobler, “Why, I like doing a little job
of this sort.”, somebody give me a bit of pencil, and then I’ll make out. You’d be surprised:
