September 12th, 1839.
Sated and still well stocked, most of the natives remained in comfortable laziness by their fires today; only me, Tuitpurro, Kudna Ipiti and one other went hunting. Meanwhile our best dog had been so injured by the last kangaroo that he could not walk, and so we had to return soon and empty. Tuitpurro had gotten lost with our three other best dogs, and when he came home in the evening he brought the news that he had killed a kangaroo here and there in the water, but because he couldn't swim, he had to leave it behind. I was now running out of time and wanted to go home tomorrow all the more as it started to rain this evening and looked as if it would continue to rain. The natives therefore set about building huts out of tree bark against the rain, ( 131 ) but I thought of my hut made of leafy branches, in which I had already slept alone yesterday with Brother Tuitpurro, choosing the spot so that there was only room for two, just against the opposite wind, and improved it with even more branches. This was done when my brother returned from hunting, and we both slept together quite comfortably again. Now my rusks, of which I had already had little left yesterday, were almost completely gone, as others had diligently helped me eat, but Tuitpurro did not let me suffer any lack, but gave me as much meat as I wanted to eat, and on top of that told me that if I was hungry, I should demand more. He told the others who were still begging for biscuits because I didn't have any more myself. Many of the older natives felt very sorry for me because I had no more food and was homesick so far from home (it might have been 25 English miles). Tidlaitpinna, the most respected among them and to a certain extent the leader, told me about the little rice he had left. I made it known to them that I was going back tomorrow and that my brother Tuitpurro would accompany me, which they all admitted and, as they thought, encouraged me because of my homesickness.

( 132 ) September 13th, 1839.
Although it was agreed last night that my Brother Tuitpurro should accompany me back, the natives, I don't know at whose instigation, objected to this this morning, claiming that they could not find the aforementioned kangaroo without him, and suggested other companions to me. But I insisted on our agreement of yesterday all the more because that pretense seemed to me to be without reason, Tuitpurro himself preferred to go with me rather than stay, and the other people proposed were lazy people with whom I would hardly have reached the city in a day. After a long discussion about this, I finally set off alone out of impatience and with the intention of showing the natives my unchangeable decision, convinced that this would bring the deliberations to a conclusion more quickly than through any of my ideas. As soon as they saw me go, all obstacles were removed, and Tuitpurro soon followed me, well laden with meat for us and some relatives of the rest who had remained behind in Adelaide. Although we had lost a good part of the day through useless waiting and talking, and I was almost afraid that we would no longer be able to make the long day's journey, my companion marched so well that we were in Adelaide at 7 o'clock in the evening, although tired and lame.