June 25th, 1839.
Almost dejected by the complete lack of money, today I received not only the four pounds Sterling I had previously borrowed, but also, quite unexpectedly, ten pounds Sterling from local friends. Today's saying from Luther's treasure chest(101) called out to me in an instructive and confirming manner:

"The Lord's advice is wonderful, but he brings it out wonderfully, Amen."

July 1st, 1839.
This morning I made the acquaintance of the new protector, Moorhouse(102), and spent the evening with him and others at the old protector's house. In the afternoon a visit from Mr. Webster(103), who told me, with his opinion on Mr. Moorhouse and his predecessor, that a certain John Canham?, formerly a missionary of the London Society to Madagascar(104), was destined to Encounter Bay as a teacher of the natives; In the evening I was unpleasantly touched by a fellow countryman who was otherwise respected but was now drunk.

July 2nd, 1839.
I had the native Tilti Midlaitya with me all day, who not only gave me a lot of words, but also began to learn the letters with love and in the evenings told a lot about the sun and moon, but because of his tiredness and lack of language skills I only understood with certainty that the sun is female, while the moon is old and weak, which is why the young, strong sun can easily beat it. But he lives again because he is yamaiama (immortal?). At night the sun sits in the water in its house and eats fish.

July 4th, 1839.
Finally, this evening the earthworks for my future neighbor's house were started. Three natives were working and Cronk ( 086 ), whom the strong protector along with others efficiently gets going, merely guided them. At 6 a.m. my future neighbor's wife cooked dinner for the workers in my house.

The protector, who had had a long conversation with the governor, said that the governor had expressed to him the wish not to allow so many natives to settle in Piltawodlinga, but to disperse them among the Europeans. He seemed to be of the same opinion, but fortunately he was not applauded by us; may this pernicious plan remain unworkable.

Around 8 or 9 o'clock in the evening two natives had a heated argument, which soon became more general and as a result of which the bright firebrands soon flew like dragons through the pitch-dark air from one hut to the other. The reason for this quarrel was that one had not shared meat from his prey with the other, as the natives usually do.