( 092 ) July 26th, 1839.
On the fourth day we finally reached Encounter Bay. Not only the islands and the Rosetta Head(114), but also the stinking Anse [small bay] and [the] bones of the whale fish first attracted my attention. As we walked along the beach, we came across a settlement of natives, who, according to our companions, consisted of Parnkameyo, who come down from the shores of Lake Alexandrina(115) and, during the fishing season, feed on the fried blubber and the fresh flesh of the whales; The total number of these Parnkameyunna was probably around 140 - 150. Their campsite is called Limboanunga and is east of the island of Ngalaikruar or Granite Island(116). In addition, to the west of it in Wirramu or Ramong there was a camp of about 50 souls who belong to the actual Wirramumeyo tribe and to whom the aforementioned Parnkameyunna are hostile. On the evening before our arrival a woman from the former was miserably beaten by two men from the latter, and the speeches of the natives, as well as their equipment, such as making shields and the like, suggested that serious performances were to follow. The fact that the Wirramumeyo were so few was because most of them were in Yankalyila. By the way, both tribes speak the same language.

At noon we arrived at Moorhouse's sister and his friend and partner Newland, with the intention of resting the afternoon and going the following day to Currency Creek(117), which place the governor ( 093 ) had described as a favorite place of the natives and therefore suitable for a future settlement. Moorhouse, who has an 80-acre section of land in Encounter Bay, 3 workers and many other things, found so many private businesses that we did not leave until midday on the 30th of July. All we did and could do at Encounter Bay was to count the people, which we did on the 27th of July; I noticed a woman among the Wirramumeyo who spoke the language of the Adelaide natives and would therefore be very useful to me if I settled there.

July 28th, 1839. Sunday.
After counting the natives the day before, we climbed to the top of the Rosetta Head cone to pass the time this afternoon. As I descended I noticed a native hut which we had not seen before; The next day I visited them to count them and found that there were only Paityabulti (that's the old women, as the boy who accompanied us said) or widows living there. The Parnkameyo also had such a hut inhabited entirely by women, from which one may perhaps draw the conclusion that, according to native custom, old women or widows live separately from the rest.

In the morning I heard a sermon on Romans 8:1 by Preacher Newland since it was Sunday.

( 094 ) July 29th, 1839.
Today I went with Moorhouse and several others on board the French whale vessel "Elisabeth of Havre", where we found a hospitable welcome despite the absence