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and survey her angry victim with mischievous 

 satisfaction. 



Of course, there were days when all things did not 

 go smoothly; when the boys were too tired to chant as 

 they sang ; and we had many malingerers. The first 

 week we had none, the second week three; by the 

 fifth eighteen reported at my laboratory for the 

 evening clinic. However, I fixed them. To the very 

 few that really seemed sick I gave a reasonable dose 

 of quinine or whatever the patient seemed to need; 

 but to the malingerers I gave a whopping big table- 

 spoonful of powdered quinine and four tablespoonsful 

 of castor oil to wash that down. Then I made each 

 squat down for a quarter of an hour and stood over 

 him to see that he did not spit up the dose. The 

 next day my clinic had only three visitors. 



There were times, too, when Percival and I had 

 to make our rounds and rout out the boys who in the 

 middle of the morning lay sleeping in the jungle 

 despite the cobras and leopards which lurked about. 

 A few well-directed kicks, however, soon set them at 

 work and on the whole we had comparatively little 

 labor trouble. 



And still it rained. I have seen the play "Rain" 

 in New York and have been to Panga Panga several 

 times but never have I seen it rain as it did here. It 

 seemed as if that one first moment of sunshine when 

 we reached the summit and looked out over the lake 



