allowed to baptize the child according to the regulations and form of the Lutheran Church. At his request, I introduced him to our church's baptism form, and since he had no objection to it, I baptized his child today in God's name and in the presence of three baptism witnesses, after first translating our baptism form into English.

October 2nd, 1840.
I went to see Mr. Bishop(045) to buy some tea. I was invited to tea, but I stayed there for a long time. Mrs. Kemp(046), Bishop's mother-in-law, seems to be a pious person; at least she complained very much about the lack of means of grace in this place. --

Gottfried and I have been gardening diligently this week.

October 4th, 1840. Sunday.
The service was led by Dr. Harvey and held in Mr. Winter's absence by old Mr. Hill(047). After this was over, I spoke a few words to Mr. Eyre(048), who came back yesterday, and from whom I learned that the natives in the interior ( 022 ) were few in number and very thieving. Mrs. Kemp and [Mrs.] Bishop had made it clear to me that I must attend the local Sunday school, so I went this afternoon and found a dozen children taught by old Mr. Hill, Mrs. Bishop and Miss Kemp(049). There was no singing or prayer either at the beginning or at the end, and the whole thing didn't last more than an hour, so it seems to me that very significant improvements are necessary.

October 6th, 1840.
I went to the German carpenter Neander and made it clear to him that it was finally high time to have his child baptized, whereupon they set the date for the next Sunday and wanted it to be done in English. From there I went to Matt. Smith, the magistrate, where I remained until 10 o'clock. Young Hawson(050) (051) was there until about 8 o'clock in the evening, on the way to his station, where his 12-year-old brother had been all alone for two days. He said that the natives had been with him some time ago and had stolen a red shirt, ( 023 ) which he ran after them and fired his gun, since which time they never came back.

October 7th, 1840.
At five o'clock in the morning I was awakened by old Mr. Hill with the news that Hawson's child had been speared by the natives, and that the magistrate and police were assembled at the inn and were about to pursue the murderers; they asked me if I wanted to go with them. I soon got dressed, had some breakfast with the others in the inn and then went out with them. We went first to Hawson's Station(052), about 6 miles from the town. We found no traces there other than the ends of the spears which the older brother had sawed off before he brought the poor boy home. A mile further up a hill we found a fire still burning in a fallen tree. From here we headed towards Mr. White's Station(053), but about 3 miles on this side we saw a