THE WHOLE CAMP DOWN WITH FEVER. I 
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Fred started, but that evening almost every boy in camp 
was down with fever. They groaned and tried to appear 
as if they were in terrible agony. I found only five men 
with a high temperature and rapid pulse, and naturally 
concluded that most of the men were shamming; but I 
afterwards learned by experience that the elevation of tem- 
perature and rapidity of pulse are not at all proportionable 
to the severity of the peculiar kind of malarial diseases 
found in many places in Africa. I found out, two days 
afterwards, that this type of malaria was a most distressing 
disease, when Dodson and I were down on our backs with 
pains from head to foot, and with headaches that would 
occasionally make us delirious. Our temperatures, how- 
ever, only rose to 103, with a pulse of 95 beats per minute. 
For four days the outlook seemed very serious; there was 
scarcely a sufficient number of men well enough to look 
after the camels, and I could just manage to get around 
the camp twice a day to attend to the sick boys. 
Finally, on January 31, when half the men had recov- 
ered, under large doses of quinine, I decided to make a 
push once more to get across the river, knowing that if I 
delayed much longer I should never get on. I had secured 
five Ogadens at Bari to accompany me, besides the five 
extra men that Salan had brought from Berbera, so that 
my force now consisted of seventy-five men, including 
Dodson and myself, and sixty-five rifles all told. I had 
several donkeys, which I gave to the boys who were too 
sick to walk, while the men that were well helped along the 
other invalids. Fortunately, the water was very low, so 
that we could easily walk across, keeping the crocodiles at 
a distance by firing continually into the stream. During 
this shooting one of my boys, not counting on the bullets 
glancing, came very near hitting Dodson and myself. 
Although Dodson and I were feeling very weak from the 
