ake a tablespoonful," said Fred, reading the label with
difficulty. "Here you are."

He administered the medicine, which Hans took without a murmur,
although it was very bitter. Then he tried to take a dose himself, but
his stomach suddenly "went back on him," and he let the bottle fall
with a crash to the floor.

"Oh, my! you vos lose all dot goot medicine!" cried Hans, in alarm.

"I--I know it," groaned Fred. "And I--er--I need it so much!"

"Vot, you seasick, too? Ha, ha! Dot's vot you gits for boking fun at
me, yah!" And Hans smiled in spite of his anguish.

It was certainly poetic justice that Fred should get seasick and that
the malady should affect him far more seriously than it did Hans. The
medicine given to the German lad made him feel better in less than an
hour, while poor Fred suffered until noon of the next day. None of the
other boys were affected. The ladies and the girls felt rather dizzy,
and Mrs. Stanhope had to lie down until the next forenoon, but by the
evening of the next day all were around as before, and then seasickness
became a thing of the past.

"Can't tell nuthin' about that seasickness," said Bahama Bill, to Tom,
after hearing how ill Fred was. "I remember onct I took a voyage to Rio
in South America. We had a cap'n as had sailed the sea for forty years
an' a mate who had been across the ocean sixteen times. Well, sir, sure
as I'm here we struck some thick weather with the _Johnny Jackson_
tumblin' an' tossin' good, and the cap'n an' the mate took seasick an'
was sick near the hull trip. Then the second mate got down, an' the
bosun, an' then the cook, an----"

"The cabin boy----" suggested Tom.

"No, we didn't have any cabin boy. Next----"

"Maybe the second fireman caught it."

"No, this was a bark an' we didn't have no second fireman, nor fust,
neither. Next----"

"Maybe the cat, or don't cats get seasick?"

"The cat. Why, mate----"

"I see some cats get sick, but that may not be seasick, even though you
can see the sickness," went on Tom, soberly.

"I don't know as we had a cat on board. But as I was sayin', next----"

"Oh, I know what you are driving at, Bill. Next the steersman got down
with the mumps, then you took the shingles, and another sailor got
lumbago, while the third mate had to crawl around with a boil on his
foot as large as a cabbage. I heard about that affair--read about it in
the last monthly number of the Gasman's Gazette--how the ship had to
sail it