SICKNESS CONTINUES. AW

thefever. Take care Harry you don’t expose your-
self to the sun, and you will keep all to rights my
boy,—I am very careful about that—though I am
so well seasoned that nothing is likely to hurt
me.”

‘I wish we were out of the river, Captain Willis,’
I could not help replying. ‘The mates and the men
are always talking about it, and they say the
season is unusually sickly or this would not have
happened.’

‘They must mind their own business, and stay
by the ship, wherever I choose to take her,’ he ex-
claimed, in an angry tone, and I saw that I should
have acted more wisely in not making the obser-
vation I had just let fall. Still, to do him justice,
Captain Willis was as kind and attentive as he
possibly could be to the sick men; he constantly
visited the first mate, and treated him as if he had
been a brother.

All this time not a word about religion was
spoken on board; I had, it is true, a Bible in my
chest, put there by my sisters, but I had for-
gotten all about it, and there was not another in
the ship.

Except in the instance I have mentioned, and in