'Lean's the cure,' says the captain, and makes me eat it.

'Steady ?' says the captain.

'Sick,' says I.'Go on deck,' says the captain; 'get rid of the boiled leg of mutton and trimmings and come back to the cabin.' Off I go, staggering--back I come, more dead than alive.

'Deviled kidneys,' says the captain.

I shut my eyes, and got 'em down.