You seem very melancholy; do you want money ?' Mr.Ritchie having acknowledged that he did, Yusuf rejoined, 'I have none myself, but I will borrow some for you.' Twenty dollars being the sum named, our kind friend went out, and soon returned with thirty, an act of generosity so unlocked for, that we were incapable of thanking him as he deserved.

This seasonable supply enabled us to buy some good food, and to make some amends for our late privations.

Our health soon improved, and Mr.Ritchie's spirits began to brighten." But this interval of hope was soon darkened.

On the 8th of November, poor Ritchie was again attacked by illness, and after lying for three or four days in a state of torpor, without taking any refreshment, he again became delirious, and on the 20th expired.

The two survivors of this ill-fated party were themselves reduce to the lowest state of debility, and the only prospect before them, was that of probably following, in a few days, their lamented companion.