"Get plenty blead, meat.

You fillee big tub with water;" and he pointed to a large rough vessel, and another which was a great earthenware jar.
"But where are we to get the water ?" I said.
"Out o' liver.

Plenty water in liver." "We can't drink that peasoup," I said, as I looked over the side in disgust at the yellow solution of mud.
"Velly good water.

Allee salt gone now.

Plenty clear by and by." "We must make the best of it, Herrick," said my companion; and then turning to Ching, he said rather sternly-- "Here are eight dollars: buy as much bread and cooked meat as you can, and get back as quickly as possible, when we set you ashore." Ching nodded and smiled.
"Be velly quick," he said; "and you take boat lit' way out, and stop till come back." "Of course; trust us for that, my man." Ten minutes later we ran alongside some rough bamboo piles, to which about half-a-dozen Chinamen hurried, to stand staring at us.