They travelled through the desert land
And yet were brisk and merry,
Though ArTHUR’S eyes. were full of sand,
And Estes little face was tanned
As brown as Autumn berry!

The Walnut Shell, before the blast,
Across the Tropics flew ;

But Arruur, till the Simoom passed
(That wind of course he knew)

And daring Exste held on fast,

When safe upon the Nile were cast
The Walnut Shell and Crew!