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45 up out of the stokehold one day, and going forward laid down on the forecastle to get cool. A few minutes afterwards an engineer came up to look for him; he spurned the man with his foot, giving at the same time a gruff order 'Get up out of this and go to your work!' There was no reply. The man was dead! Heat apoplexy."

This is the sort of thing Lord Brassey referred to when saying "They stuck to their work, but suffered all the same"! We, in our experience of the last ten years constantly going up or down the Red Sea with Lascar crews, have never yet had a case of heat apoplexy to attend to, either in the Red Sea or out of that hot shop, which is not by any means the most suitable place for a white man to earn his living under such conditions. Mr. Frank T. Bullen, in his Men of the Merchant Service, in the chapter he devotes to the person we are now discussing, the marine fireman, writes: "I hope my countrymen will be able to find some employment more suitable." We not only hope as that lucid writer hopes, but we boldly declare that, in the Red Sea, it is not a white man's job! A well known critic and writer on matters maritime has lately and repeatedly said:

and quotes the opinion of two well-known masters of Atlantic liners, both of the White Star, one of whom had said:

London is of the same opinion, according to Captain Tuke:

Captain Tuke, we believe, is—or was when these words first appeared—connected with the Orient line of steamers to