TIPPOO TIB AND OTHER MATTERS 



she grew ill and died, cursing her master and his 

 family. 



That night her ghost appeared to the Goanese, 

 and seized him by the throat and otherwise 

 frightened him, so that he and his family hurriedly 

 left the house next day and moved six or seven 

 doors farther up the street. That day he became 

 ill, my informant was called in in consultation, but 

 found no evidence of plague. Nevertheless that 

 same day the man died. Next day his brother, who 

 lived with him, was taken ill in the same manner, 

 and he died ; the following day a third brother who, 

 though not living in the same house, had his meals 

 there, sickened and also died — he alone had a swell- 

 ing, but so have many people who have not plague, 

 and he died. The doctor, who was the plague 

 specialist, still could find no trace of plague, though 

 the German doctor stuck to it that it was plague. 

 The disconsolate wife immediately returned to India 

 with her children, and I have no doubt was kinder 

 to her next ayah. 



There were several wandering, harmless lunatics 

 that we often saw ; one was a good-looking finely 

 built Swahili woman, who having lost her baby ap- 

 peared to go mad, and wandered past our house 

 daily, shouting, singing, and laughing, which at first 

 annoyed me, till my husband told me he saw her 

 daily, and was told, poor thing, that she was mad. 



There was a funny old character who thought he 



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