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barely keep myself up, and both nearly came down 

 together. He had been attacked the day after I left, 

 and the fever had been upon him, with but little in- 

 termission, ever since. All night, and all the two 

 ensuing days, it continued rising and decreasing, but 

 never leaving him. It was attended with constant 

 restlessness and delirium, so that he was hardly in 

 bed before he was up again, pitching about the 

 room. 



The next day Mr. Catherwood forwarded Albi- 

 no, who, with two attacks, was shaken and sweated 

 into a dingy-looking white man. Mr. Catherwood 

 wrote that he was entirely alone at the ruins, and 

 should hold out as long as he could against fever 

 and ghosts, but with the first attack should come up 

 and join us. 



Our situation and prospects were now gloomy. 

 If Mr. Catherwood was taken ill, work was at an 

 end, and perhaps the whole object of our expedition 

 frustrated ; but the poor cura was more to be pitied 

 than any of us. His unlucky visit to Uxmal had 

 brought upon him three infermos, with the prospect 

 every day of a fourth. His convent was turned into 

 a hospital ; but the more claims we made upon him, 

 the more he exerted himself to serve us. I could 

 not but smile, when speaking to Doctor Cabot of his 

 kindness, as the latter, rolling and tossing with fe- 

 ver, replied, that if the cura had any squint-eyed 

 friends, he could cure them. 



The cura watched the doctor carefully, but with- 



