Have been feeling none too chipper for several days and just could not get up enough energy to in write my diary. We came into Beira on the 29th at three, but I was so doped up that I heard nothing. Went to Church at nine and came back to Yankee to find that I had drawn an absolute blank in the mail as expected.

My ear hurt like hell, so at 4:30 Doc took me into Skipper’s cabin and put me on the bench for an operation, but it was finally done on main cabin table. I was put under ether and five fellows had to hold me, I was later told. Usual dreams during extreme influence of ether and usual fogginess afterwards.

On Monday Doc made an appointment for me with a Portuguese Dr Anahory.He is very nice.and quite competent. He treated my ear with infra-red ray, put drops in it, and then gave me a vaccine in my left ass.

About seven PM, just as the gang was starting off on the hunting trip with Arany’s, my fever and chills started. I had a hot water bottle and a dope pill. A bad evening all the way through.

Rain most of the night and Clint had to bail dinghy at 3:30 to keep it afloat. Loring and Oakes (sober) waited on dock from 11-4 for a bum-boat – most of it in the rain and cold.

On Tuesday my fanny hurt and I could hardly walk until PM. Clint got two casks and two small bottles of Pummery for a celebration and when I went ashore for an appointment I got two large bottles of Portuguese champagne and two tins of cookies. A ray treatment and drops were all today. On way back to Yankee I got twenty kilos of ice which we put into pans in the refrig. Celebration in after-cabin and my two soldiers bit the dust, but by 11:30 we had all turned in.

Another uncomfortable night with a hot water bag and a pill. More rain and more rain. Church at nine this morning with Loring and then to Savoy Hotel for an orange crush.

Another ray and drop treatment, but am afraid I may have to have another vaccine tomorrow.

Weather not too good for ear. Quiet day and am glad I stayed aboard last night. Squall this morning and Yankee  moved. Clint was sailing her and had to douse main awning. Rain stopped in afternoon.

Three German boats here – one small coaster and two tugs. Money queer and place run by Mozambique Company. Escudo worth about $1.12 in American and everything expensive.


Shilling worth twenty moz cents, but only four and a half to escudo – what business. American sailor who was shot – two stories, his the more logical.

Christmas card from Johnny Trent. Kirby leaves on extra trip, rejoining us in Cape Town. Nora, the kids, Clint, Oakes, Loring, and I stayed aboard. Lots of shipping, as Beira is gateway to Rhodesia. Swift current and rain. Town looks like a Jersey coast town – flat and sandy. Bi-lingual.