372 BATAVIA CHAP. XVI 
4th November. At last, after many delays caused by 
Dutch ships which came alongside the wharfs to load 
pepper, the Endeavour was this day got down to Onrust, 
where she was to be hove down without delay, most welcome 
news to us all, now heartily tired of this unwholesome 
country. 
Poor Mr. Monkhouse became worse and worse without 
the intervention of one favourable symptom, so that we now 
had little hopes of his life. 
6th. In the afternoon of this day poor Mr. Monkhouse 
departed, the first sacrifice to the climate, and the next day 
was buried. Dr. Solander attended his funeral, and I should 
certainly have done the same, had I not been confined to my 
bed by my fever. Our case now became melancholy, neither 
of my servants were able to help me, no more than I was 
them, and the Malay slaves, whom alone we depended on, 
naturally the worst attendants in nature, were rendered less 
careful by our incapacity to scold them on account of our 
ignorance of the language. When we became so sick that 
we could not help ourselves, they would get out of call, so 
that we were obliged to remain still until able to get up 
and go in search of them. 
9th. This day we received the disagreeable news of the 
death of Tayeto, and that his death had so much affected 
Tupia, that there were little hopes of his surviving him 
many days. 
10th. Dr. Solander and I still grew worse and worse, 
and the physician who attended us declared that the country 
air was necessary for our recovery ; so we began to look out 
for a country house, though with a heavy heart, as we knew 
that we must there commit ourselves entirely to the care of 
the Malays, whose behaviour to sick people we had all the 
reason in the world to find fault with. For this reason we 
resolved to buy each of us a Malay woman to nurse us, 
hoping that the tenderness of the sex would prevail even 
here, which indeed we found it to do, for they turned out 
by no means bad nurses, 
11th. We received the news of Tupia’s death; I had 
