Looking for the rest of our friends, I found Miss Sepia with a sick headache lying down in her stateroom. She was better lying down, I left her there, knowing she would be sad and gloomy if I took her into the open air. Miss Kreosotum I found walking the deck. She had vomited everything that she had eaten. Even her breakfast came up, and she was so restless that she couldn’t keep still. Miss Theridion, I found with a sick headache. She was very nervous and depressed. She could not move nor talk nor shut her eyes, because either made her so sick. I gave her a drink of warm water, which made the nausea and retching better.
Mr. Petroleum had been troubled with nausea and colic and drowsiness since dinner, and I found him in bed, warmly covered. He had fallen into a restless sleep. As I stood and looked at him, remembering the kind and quantity of dinner he had eaten, I didn’t wonder at his restlessness. I went back on deck and joined the group by Mr. Tabacum just as Mr. Nux Vomica came up. He had finished his trying ordeal by the rail and was feeling better. Mr. Glonoinum, remarking that he had no further use for Mr. Nux vomica’s book, handed it back. Mr. Nux vomica, receiving it, replied that neither had he.
Thus passed our first day out from America.