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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" enough to dig a g-rave for him, we sewed the 

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

 then put it into the brackish water. 



J?ec. 16th. — The thermometer fell this mornino' 

 and was broken. It was raining heavily all day, 

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

 things, were washed out of the tent by the water 

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

 weak. 



Dec. 16th. — It was raining- this morning-, and we 

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

 barkhig-, however, I went out and saAv several na- 

 tives with pieces of fish and turtle, which I took 

 from them, Avhen they left us. The natives also 

 brought us some roasted nymphoea 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 young*, and watch- 

 ing- their opportunity, shoot them. 



Uec. 21st. — Our kang-aroo dog* bemg- very weak, 

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



