Dhow Chasing in Zanzibar Waters - The Search For Mecca

44 DHOW-CHASlNG.
as we were sometimes several days witliout
sleeping out of tliem for an lioiir, tliat were beginning
to tell on some of the crew, for
a boat
tliirty-two feet long stowed with provisions
for a week or two is not a convenient restingplace
for twenty or more men, though we all
thought it a most delightful kind of life.
But a
gloom was cast over our Christmas by the fact that
two of the crew were seriously ill
with fever;
these men were J. Foster, A.B., and a coloured
man, known by no less a name than " Robinson
Crusoe," a native of the west coast, who had
been in our service from a boy ; we had no
medical man with us, but had been supplied
with medicines, the knowledge of which on the
part of our acting doctor, Albert, was decidedly
limited.
"What's to be done, Albert?" said Campbell;
" Foster is dangerously ill."
"I don't know," said Albert; "but I think
he ought to be bled."
" Have you no more medicine " ?
" No; I have given him all the emetics."