When I told Bertha this, just as he said that she was rude, and earlier that Mr. Fiedler's children had no education, [and] pointed out that he didn't know that with Bertha, she asked me with a delightful mildness and gentleness not to be so annoyed about it, at the same time admitting that he was an immoral person. She said that she had long feared that she was not educated enough for Mr. Teichelmann, which I certainly tried to talk her out of. --

As I was walking home from Teichelmann in the evening, I met a native not far from the camp site who didn't really want to speak in response to my questions, and as I got a little further, I saw someone hiding behind a pile of shingles, I asked: Nganna mejo? [Which man?], but got no answer, instead the person came towards me, and when I asked again Nganna mena parni nabu? [Who is there? Come out!] and received no answer, I took the hare banner(179) [turn tail and run], since I had no defensive weapon with me. The next morning in Wirraitpinna's house lay the girl over whom the natives had fought that morning, perhaps this was the person who tried to hide behind the shingles.

( 191 ) December 16th, 1893.
The Protector, Mr. Moorhouse, and me again had a long and lively conversation today about the claims of the natives and the hopes that could be said in relation to them, especially the old ones among them. The fact that he doesn't see or doesn't want to see the just claims of the natives is an old thing to me, but he had never expressed his desperation for their formation into useful people so clearly as he did today, when he said that if he were now asked whether one could hope that the old native inhabitants could become useful (available), he would definitely say no. I replied, was that seriously his belief? and when he repeated it, I asked him the question: Why would one need a protector and what use could one have? He meant to protect her from insults. I replied that the police could do that just as well. But this, he said, was hostile to the natives. Me: With this view, his would just be a protective police force.

( 192 ) Although he tried to prove and gloss over his opinion, it still seems to me that a man of such principles cannot answer to his conscience for being the protector of the natives. --

In the course of the conversation we agreed that I would attempt to teach the native children on condition that they were given something to eat.

December 17th, 1839.
Today I visited my dear Bertha again and not only enjoyed a wonderful evening with her, but also had the pleasantly surprising experience that she laid a good foundation in the grammar of the German language when [she] was in Köpenick(180). On the way to Klemzig I found a bunch of natives from the east who had probably come to fight, although they denied it. During their journey through Klemzig they had not behaved in the best way, with a boy scolding my bride and an old man giving little Julius a slap in the face.