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into a yellowish oil^ when boiled for a few minutes. 

 I g'ave them a few fish-hooks^ but found it very 

 difficult to g'et them to leave the camp. 



Dec. ISth. — This morning- Mitchell was found 

 dead by the side of the creek^ with his feet in the 

 water. He must have g-one down at nig-ht to g'et 

 water, but too much exhausted to perform his task, 

 had sat down and died there. None of us being- 

 strong* enoug'h to dig" a grave for him, we sewed the 

 body in a blanket, with a few stones to sink it, and 

 then put it into the brackish water. 



Dec. 15th. — The thermometer fell this morning* 

 and was broken. It was raining- heavily all daj^, 

 and two bag's of my seeds, and several other little 

 thing's, were washed out of the tent by the water 

 which ran down the hill. We were all very ill and 

 weak. 



Dec. Wth. — It was raining* this morning-, and we 

 remained in the tent. Hearing' one of our dog-s 

 barking', however, I went out and saw several na- 

 tives with pieces of fish and turtle, which I took 

 from them, when they left us. The natives also 

 brought us some roasted nymphsea roots, which they 

 call '' dillii." During- the last few days we shot 

 seven pig-eons. Wall and Goddard used to g-o into 

 the scrub and sit beneath a tree, to which they used 

 to come for berries to feed their 3'^oung', and watch- 

 ing* their opportunity, shoot them. 



Dec. 21st. — Our kang*aroo dog* being* very weak, 

 and unable to catch anything*, we killed, and lived 



