ABSTRACT
Sept. ye 9th $ At dinner we ate but little, my Son grew sick, & threw up all the portable Soup he had eaten. Mr Sparman went again ashore & I again to bed, my head being giddy & my Limbs benumbed, & thus we continued all the afternoon; we drank some Tea Sc I had two Stools that night Sc felt a good appetite & had some Sago for Supper. There came several Indians on board that made Signs, on seeing the Fish, that it was bad for the Stomach & caused Sleep &r Death; but we thought they wanted the Fish & I ordered the same to be offerred to them, but they refused it with evident Signs of aversion, which proved they knew the Fish to be poisonous & noxious. A little pig, I had gotten at Tana & which had eaten all the garbage of the Fish, when it was cleaned in the Evening before, was found dead this morning & the Dogs who had eaten the Liver, were likewise not well. We took another Dose of Sangrej this night & went to bed. We all perspired & slept well. The Capt. found himself much better, but had already felt some pain in the wrist & ankles. I was drowsy & giddy, but my Son was it much more than I. I had been twice to Stool in the morning. My Son threw up his Breakfast, & took a powder of Jesuit's bark & went to bed. I began to write something, but I could hardly recollect, what I was writing & made several faults; however I brought something in my Vocabulary in order; & then
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growing something more easy, I described a bird & a Fish, which my Son drew.1
