Aye, 'twas the Scurvy

That had me by the bells, laddies, & had laid me out 'pon the deck as a sunset etherized 'pon a canvas or somesuch, but yr cap'n, lads, be resillient if naught else, & here he be, mark me word, ready in ensuing days to revisit 'is old haunts. Patience, lads & lassies, & yr cap'n will atop 'is prow speak forth 'gain--