Every one believes that every malady under the sun is produced by fetish, and that some enemy is casting spells upon them." "There is more in it than you think," the doctor joined in; "although it is not spells, but poison, which they use against each other.

The use of poison is carried to an incredible extent here.

I have not been much on shore; but the medical men, both civilian and military, who have been here any time are convinced that a vast number of the deaths that take place are due to poison.

The fetish men and women who are the vendors of these drugs keep as a profound secret their origin and nature, but it is certain that many of them are in point of secrecy and celerity equal to those of the middle ages." "I wonder that the doctors have never discovered what plants they get them from," Frank said.
"Some of them have tried to do so," the doctor replied; "but have invariably died shortly after commencing their experiments; it is believed they have been poisoned by the fetish men in order to prevent their secrets being discovered." The hours passed pleasurably.

The beautiful neatness and order prevailing on board a man of war were specially delightful to Frank after the rough life he had so long led, and the silence and discipline of the men presented an equally strong contrast to the incessant chattering and noise kept up by the niggers.
The next morning the ship was off Accra.