August 2nd, 1839.
After we had followed our trail for about 3 hours, it led us to a familiar area and finally a straight path to the governor's camp.

This time we met him, and after he had given us a good breakfast, he talked to us

( 099 ) in the most friendly way for a while. Among other things, he told the Protector that the English spelling did not lend itself well to the language of the natives, because the variation in pronunciation would both confuse the natives and make the Europeans uncertain. This instruction, which was well supported with reasons, pleased me all the more as Moorhouse had previously claimed the opposite in an unfounded and ignorant manner.

We left Willunga under heavy rain around 11 a.m. and arrived back at the place where we stayed the first night at 7 p.m., drenched and exhausted. My feet were so sore and painful that I had to walk the last four miles barefoot. This night was the most unpleasant of the whole trip, the ground was wet and cold so that we couldn't lie down, we were almost tired from lack of sleep the previous night, and the people were very inattentive.

August 3rd, 1839.
We set off again very early this morning in order to be in Adelaide when we only had 16 English miles left, but the exhaustion and especially the pain in my feet were so great that we didn't arrive until 2 o'clock in the afternoon. I had to walk the last three or four miles in socks again, not to mention the bad cold I caught.

( 100 ) August 5th, 1839.
In the evening I went with Mr. Moorhouse and Teichelmann to see the natives, who had all left Piltawodlinga and gone to the south side of the town, ostensibly because there was more wood in the latter place than in the former, but actually because there had been a death in Piltawodlinga. It pleased [me] that they asked me so sympathetically and often where I came from and similar questions relating to my journey. When I told them that I had seen a dried and painted corpse, they told me that the Parnkameyo do not bury the body but the bones of a dead person.

August 8th, 1839.
Another young native man died who was believed to have been killed. The superstition of the natives probably contributed to these rumors, and this is all the more obvious since the deceased was not ill for long and the natives are very excited, so that a fight is expected on the side of the southern men as well as the eastern and northern men.

August 9th, 1839.
A visit from Pastor Kavel, who stayed with me the night before going to Hahndorf(124) to say goodbye to Mr. Flaxman(125), who is returning to Europe via