Excerpt from The Log of the Ark by Noah: Hieroglyphics by Ham

Rained all last night and today. I didn't Sleep well. Mrs. Noah insists upon having the lower berth. I had to climb up top. If I fall and break my neck it will be serious - Spent morning in smoking-room reading steamer letters. Several magazines offer half a Shekel a word for my story. Some vaudeville manager wants me to go on the stage if I get away with the trip. The University of Bagdad ask me to will them my brains - Mrs. Japheth forgot one of her steamer trunks, and wants us to go back - Ham says he thinks he knows which levers will stop the Ark - All well on board.