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foiind^ a strong" proof that Jackey had hit upon the 

 rig'ht place. 



Jackey then took us throug-h a dense scrub for 

 some distance^ when we came on open swampy 

 gTound about half a mile wide ; on the opposite 

 side there was more scrub^ close to which there 

 were three larg-e ant-hills ; Jackey took us up to the 

 centre one^ five yards from which poor Kennedy 

 fell ; ag-ainst this ant-hill Jackey placed him when 

 he went after the saddle-bag's. Jackey told us to 

 look about for broken spears ; some pieces were 

 found ; he then took us to a place about sixty 3'ards 

 from the ant-hill^ where he put Mr. Kennedy^ who 

 then told him not to carry him far. About a 

 quarter of a mile from this place, towards the creek, 

 Jackey pointed out a clear space of gTound, near an 

 ang'le of a very small running* stream of fresh water, 

 close to three young* pandanus trees, as the place 

 where the unfortunate g'entleman died. Jackey 

 had taken him here to wash his wounds and stop 

 the blood. It was here, when poor Kennedy found 

 he was dying-, that he g'ave Jackey instructions 

 about the papers, when Jackey said, " Why do you 

 talk so : you are not g'oing- to leave me ?" 



Jackey then led the way to a dense tea-tree 

 scrub, distant about three or four hundred yards, 

 where he had carried the body and buried it. When 

 we came to the edg-e of the scrub, Jackey was at a 

 loss where to enter, as he said when he was carrying- 

 the corpse he did not look behind — all the objects in 



