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A few days after my return, I had an attack of 

 cramp in the stomach, which, if it had not been 

 for the prompt assistance of Colonel Nicolls, who 

 heard me fall out of my bed, would most probably 

 have terminated fatally. This, in addition to my 

 daily fever, confined me for some time, and was 

 the more annoying, as it prevented me from ac- 

 companying the colonel to his station upon the 

 hill, which I was very desirous of visiting, as it 

 is considerably above the fever-level. 



Mr. Becroft, who had returned to Calebar in 

 the Alfred, a brig that arrived from England 

 belonging to his firm, brought information that 

 a large square-rigged schooner under Spanish 

 colours was lying at the entrance of the river, 

 and that Monsieur Gaspar had the slaves collect- 

 ed for her. A few days afterwards two vessels 

 hove in sight, and proved to be his Majesty's 

 brig Brisk, and a prize, which, upon Lieute- 

 nant Thompson landing, we were delighted to 

 hear was the schooner from Calebar, with three 

 hundred and thirty-three slaves on board. The 

 prize did not come in, but stood away to lee- 

 ward off the island, on her passage to Sierra 

 Leone for adjudication. As usual, she had been 

 stumbled on by mere chance. The Brisk was 



