‘Sickness produce, and sometimes Dysentery.’ ‘Aye,’ says another, cramming up his Snuff, ‘One at a time, the Cascade’s quite enough.’ ‘Come, _Newcome_,’ says the Doctor, ‘once more try; ‘Of this you’ll get the better bye and bye.’ But now against the wall, John held his head, And drawling out, ‘Ah, no! I’m almost dead.’ So, on a Blanket stretch’d, in wretched plight, And, parch’d with fever, groan’d away the Night. [Illustration: _Learning to Smoke and drink Grog._] [Illustration: _Poor Johnny on the sick List._] Next morn the Doctor came, his Friend to seek, And found poor Johnny, feverish, and weak. ‘Ah! Sir,’ says John, ‘it is to me quite clear, ‘That I’m a dead man, if they keep me here.’ The Doctor felt his Pulse, and gave a shrug; The Constitution could not stand the Tug. ‘Your health, poor _Newcome_, does so bad appear, ‘That I shall send you straightways to the Rear. ‘To Salamanca first, and when you’re there, ‘You will be ordered Home for change of Air. ‘The Board of Surgeons will, I’m well assur’d, ‘At once decide that here you can’t be cured.’ [Illustration: _Going Sick to the Rear._] Next Morn, by times, John in a cart was laid, Follow’d by Teague, and to the Rear convey’d; Dragg’d in the midst of Donkies, Mules, and Carts, With sick, and wounded, Johnny now departs,-- Expos’d to jolting Roads, to Dust, and Heat-- Expos’d for hours, in some vile Road or Street; The livelong Day, no comfort, food, or rest, Waking all Night, by sad disease opprest: Around him anguish speaks in languid tones, And wounded Heroes, stifling in their groans. But from such dismal scenes I must refrain,-- The dreadfull retrospect gives only pain, As ’tis my wish, in this my humble measure, To give my gentle Reader only pleasure; Tho’ in this story of one Vent’rous Youth, _I give the truth, and nothing but the truth._ At length to Salamanca John was taken, His mind afflicted; frame and body shaken. And once more Housed, in temporary dose, His worn-out, wearied Carcase sought repose, The Surgeons found, as Dissolution border’d, That he to England must straightways be order’d.