He has suffered some, he has, sir, and that's true." Ferrier soon completed his examination, and he said-- "It's a mercy I'm well provided.

This poor soul must have a constitution like a horse." An ugly fracture had been grinding for forty-eight hours, and not a thing could be done for the wretched fellow.

Quickly and surely Ferrier set and strapped up the limb; then disposing the patient as comfortably as possible in an unspeakably foul and sloppy berth, he said-- "Let that boy stand by this man, and take care that he's not thrown from side to side.

I must breathe the air, or I shall drop down." When on deck he said, "Now, my man, what would you have done if you hadn't met us ?" "Pitched him on board the carrier, sir." "With an unset fracture!" "Well, sir, what could we do?
None on us knows nothin' about things of that sort, and there isn't enough of Mr.Fullerton's wessels for one-half of our men.

I twigged a sight on him as we run up to you, and I could a-gone on these knees, though I'm not to say one o' the prayin' kind." "But how long would the carrier be in running home ?" "Forty-eight hours; p'raps fifty-six with a foul wind." "Well, that man will have a stiff leg for life as it is, and he would have died if you hadn't come across me." "Likely so, sir, but we don't have doctors here.