LOSE A KNIFE. 
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was ten days journey from Yeerkumban kauwe, and 
was situated among sand-drifts, similar to those we 
were at, but beyond the termination of the line of 
cliffs, extending westward from the head of the 
Bight, and which were distinctly visible from the 
shore near our camp. These cliffs they called, 
“ Bundah,” and at two days’ journey from their 
commencement, they told us were procured the 
specimens of flints (Jula) we had seen upon their 
weapons, and of which one or two small pieces had 
been picked up by us among the sand-drifts, having 
probably been dropped there by the natives. 
January 8. — To-day we remained in camp to 
recruit the horses, and the natives remained with 
us ; soon after breakfast one of them lit a signal fire 
upon a sand-hill, and not long afterwards we 
were joined by three more of the tribe, but the 
women kept out of sight. I now sent the native boy 
out with one to shoot birds for them, but he came 
back with only a single crow, and I was obliged to 
go myself, to try whether I could not succeed better. 
Being lucky enough to procure four, I gave them 
to the natives, and returning to the camp we all 
dined, and afterwards lay down to rest for an hour. 
Upon getting up, I missed a knife I had been 
using, and which had been lying beside me. One 
of the strange natives who had come to the camp 
this morning, had been sitting near me, and I at 
once suspected him to be the thief, but he was now 
gone, and I had no prospect of recovering the lost 
