Excerpt from Waymarks, or Sola in Europe But then to find when far out at sea that you have no ticket to present to the steward, when. One is demanded, does not even seem trifling. You go to the purser to explain that you must have left it at home among your papers, or have cast it into the fire with those from your waste basket. Somehow you feel like a stow-a way just brought up from between decks, and, if you are a woman, you probably cannot get through your explanation without tears in your eyes, of which you are ashamed, of course. As you walk to and fro on deck, after leaving all signs Of land behind, you recollect that you are at last in that sublime situation of which you have long had bright dreams - afar on the boundless sea the blue, the fresh, the evergreen! But what means this languor Of brain, which prevents all ecstasy? Take my advice, said a gentleman experienced in travelling on the ocean, do not try much mental exertion now. The brain calls for rest when it refuses to work hard at sea. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.