Eleanor, 24-August 7 London, On The Aquitania

August 7

GLASGOW TO LONDON

Scotch Train-------------- 'Jogs Along,
Train Wheels --------------Sing a song,
Going Home ---------------Going Home.
Tomorrow on --------------The ocean foam,
Going Home ---------------Going home,
Never more ----------------Shall I roam.
Good by -------------------England,
Going Home ---------------Will be grand.
Big Ben ---------------------St. Paul's alone,
Good by -------------------43.
Good by --------------------Paris And Italy,
Good by --------------------Paris Nice and Rome.
I don't care ----------------I'm going home.
Train still -------------------Jogs along
Train wheels ---------------Sing a song,
Going home ----------------Going Home,
Praise be -------------------I'm going home!

August 8 - 14

ON BOARD THE AQUITANIA

Sailing east the sky was bright;
The waves danced all day long in light
Gay clothes made decks a lovely sight
Each dinner hour looked like a feast.
But my depression never ceased,
Sailing east.

Sailing west the sky is gray;
The clouds pile higher all the day.
But I have those, not far away
With whom to talk, with whom to jest
And know the homeward road is best
Sailing west!