close to the corpse mentioned and I did not find the slightest trace, as the natives usually leave behind on their migrations. I stayed the night with the friendly, cheerful Pullen, who invited me to visit him whenever I came to his neighborhood. It will gradually move up the Murray to the great bend, which will give me a good opportunity to make investigative trips in the future.

October 15th, 1839.
I was looking forward to speaking to the governor at my house today, who was expected today, but he didn't come and the news was based on a false rumor. Now I decided to go home as soon as possible, namely tomorrow. The afternoon after I returned to Encounter Bay, [I] spent a few hours among the natives, where ( 153 ) a woman could speak the Adelaide language. Mr. Moorhouse wanted to wait until the day after tomorrow because Mrs. Hall was expected to have tea with his sister tomorrow. I accepted this reason; but when Mrs. Hall canceled her visit, I told Moorhouse that nothing stood in the way of our departure. He replied the same and wanted to stay a few more days, so I shouldn't be stopped. But afterwards he spoke differently and urged me to stay with his sister. I agreed to please his sister, but he, too proud to accept a favor from me, urged me to leave. Annoyed by this, I decided to do so too. But the next morning the bell had rung differently again and he said that we had to travel together because we only had one satchel and one tin. So we traveled on

October 16th, 1839.
with each other, with the intention of touching Yankalyila, which was supposed to be only three miles out of the way. Moorhouse had received my letter from Kentish(156), the local surveyor, requesting that the natives of the area be examined, who were suffering greatly from venereal disease. Since neither of us ( 154 ) had ever been to Yankalyila, we had to rely on the signpost that we were supposed to meet on the road. But not knowing where the signpost was, we missed it. When it was obvious that we had to be over, Moorhouse decided to turn back and I to continue my journey, because the desire to welcome my dear Bertha again soon carried me away with irresistible force and I also suspected that the test was because of Schlinke. It was high midday when we parted, not far from Mount Terrible, but the little Timorese trotted along with me so cheerfully that I was in Ngankiparringa by sunset. At last I lost the way and came to a very hilly area, and the horse was exhausted from thirst and exertion, so that I was very afraid, but my hopes were fulfilled and I happily came straight to Ngankiparringa. The night was not only lonely, but also unpleasant because I could not make tea, having given my tin to Moorhouse. An hour after sunset the surveyor McLaren came by.

October 17th, 1839.
As soon as the day dawned, I sat up again and although I enjoyed a somewhat long breakfast at the Kangaroo Hotel(157), I was home by 10 a.m. in the morning. Towards the evening I surprised Bertha with my visit; She complained to me that the time had become so long for her. I had written down some verses along the way that said something similar, but she still seemed to doubt the truth in them.