" I had the general symptoms, the chief among them being a disinglination to work of any kind.
So begin the hilarious misadventures of a merry, but scandalously lazy band of well-to-do young men -----and a plucky and rather world - weary fox terrier named Montmorency--on an idyllic cruise along the River Thames. Feeling seedy, musses one of theme dreamily, " What we want is rest." What they find instead is one hapless catastrophe after another. Soggy weath, humiliating dunkings, the irritating behavior of small boats, and the "contrariness of teakattles" are forced to endure. But which a delighted reader can only sing, Hooray!