we are the only Americans. In the steerage there is a great mingling of races, including Hindus, negroes and Arabs. These people bring their own bedding, and do their own cooking. As soon as the freight was stored away, and the forward hatchway covered, the steerage passengers settled down for the night, and produced their bedding and cooking utensils. Some of them eat rice, and some of them eat corn-meal mush, but all of them eat with their fingers. Somewhere a fire is provided where they may cook their food, and plenty of water may be had at a convenient faucet. The firemen are Arabs, and they mingle with the steerage passengers. I had always imagined that an Arab was fond of ease, and lazy, but Captain Ulrich says they are the most reliable firemen to be had, and the most efficient.
Monday, April 7.—We have spent a good part of
this day lying off Chindi, a decaying town at the mouth
of the Zambesi river. We arrived at 9 A. M., and anchored
in the open sea, where we rolled and pitched
gently until 4:30 P. M. It seems the "Burgermeister"
is ahead of time, and the tender did not come off until
2:30 P. M. It brought two hundred negro boys, sixteen
to eighteen years old, and entirely naked except
that each one wore a cloth about the loins. These boys
had been sent to work on sugar plantations by labor
agents, who received a pound each for finding them.
But the boys soon contracted dysentery, and are being
sent home. When the tender came alongside, many
of the boys were seasick, and some of them crying.
