August 22nd, 1841.
Last Sunday Dr. Harvey attended the service and was absent today too; McDonald read the prayers just so that people who might want to attend would not be deceived again.
August 26th, 1841.
The native Kunga, who had stayed alone with me since the 22nd, left again today. He had Dr. Harvey agreed to go with him to the tip of Boston Bay and come back in the evening, but the former had not observed him, and so he went away alone.
Today, the anniversary of my arrival in Port Lincoln, ten natives came to me, among them a stranger named Pultu
September 20th, 1841.
It occurred to me to show the natives a piece of coal to see if they had ever seen it here. They soon recognized it, called it Pulkarra
Kunga and his son Tyilye, who had been with me for several weeks, went into the bush again today.
October ___, 1841.
A rumor came to him that the natives had stolen 500 of Mr. Biddle's sheep and threatened to spear the shepherd, Kemp's boy. As a result of this news, a party of police and volunteers went to White this evening to, if possible, bring back the sheep tomorrow. I couldn't grab my bangs so I stayed home.
October ____, 1841.
I was told that Mr. McDonald had left that I would like to follow the party to White, where I would find a horse. I therefore set off with the native Milli, after I had previously had a quarrel with my compatriot Neander. Despite my counter-assurance, he claimed that the two natives who had arrived the day before about the sheep robbery knew that they were rascals and that they should all be shot dead like dogs. I replied that if he had come to insult me, he should have stayed at home. This hurt and outraged him so much that he burst out into violent and extremely indecent insults against me and banned me from his house.