Welcome back, everyone to 1001 Stories for the Road.

This is your host and storyteller, John Haggardorn.

I've got a very different and interesting story for you today called Three Men in a Boat to Say Nothing of the Dog.

This was written by Jerome K. Jerome, published in 1889.

It was meant to be a diary of a trip that three men and a dog took down and back on the Thames River.

But it turned out to be one of the funniest stories people had seen in a long time,

and it's lasted as a classic,

Three Men in a Boat by Jerome K. Jerome.

And now our story.

There were four of us, George and William Samuel Harris, and myself, and Montmorency.

We were sitting in my room, smoking smoking and talking about how bad we were,

bad from a medical point of view, I mean, of course. We were all feeling seedy, and we were getting

quite nervous about it. Harris said he felt such extraordinary fits of giddiness come over him at times,

that he hardly knew what he was doing.

And then George said that he had fits of giddiness too, and hardly knew what he was doing.

With me, it was my liver that was out of order. I knew it was my liver that was out of order,

because I had just been reading a patent liver pill circular in which were detailed the various

symptoms by which a man could tell when his liver was out of order, and I had them all.

It is a most extraordinary thing, but I never read a patent medicine advertisement without

being impelled to the conclusion that I am suffering from the particular disease therein

dealt with in its most virulent form.

The diagnosis seems in every case to correspond exactly with all the sensations that I have ever felt.

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