Sailing on a canal.      [ photo by A. S. Walker .      A Monkey-Barge Man.      We awoke next morning to find the weather damp and misty, so we dispensed, for the first time, with our morning dip, and lingered somewhat over breakfast to make up for it.      A propose of eating, I should mention that all along the way we had come fruit was in abundance, and as for apples--well, we fairly revelled in them.      To my mind a good English apple, fresh picked from the tree, and with the dew upon its