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monotonous [[strikethrough]] wailing [[/strikethrough]] chanting of the chorus, accompanied by drums, continued long after we had grown tired of watching and had gone to bed.

March 25 -

Early in the morning Sergeant Gibson came to ask us to visit the wife of his Lieutenant, who was sick in bed.  Bill and Si went over, decided she had malaria, and dosed her with atabrin.  There is no quinine in the village (except what we have with us.)  The Liberian government apparently makes no attempt to educate doctors, or even men with a smattering of medical knowledge who could run dispensaries in the hinterland and treat the malaria, yaws and horrible skin ulcers that are so common.