June 1st, 1841.
Tuesday I moved into my new apartment in Winter's, now McEllister's, home.

June 4th, 1841.
Yutalta told me this evening that his mother, named Ngarraltinni*, was kidnapped by a white man named Jack, who was here last summer. I asked him whether the other natives had not tried to hinder him, whereupon he repeated that there were several of them and that they were armed with guns. This happened in Walbakurra*, the tip of Boston Bay.

June 6th, 1841. Sunday.
Since the natives had told me that there was a campsite in Wannelli, about two miles from the town, where several women and children were staying, and since I also had my Fritz at home, I offered to ride with them ( 078 ) to see the women and children. When we were not far from the place, Murpa* went ahead to prepare it for my arrival. But despite that, I saw some running away and some children could only be stopped by force. I found about three women, who were later joined by a few more, who had hidden themselves; They were mostly young, well-fed, and not bad-looking, except that they seemed to have not a shred of shame, as they were all completely naked. I gave each of them, and also the children, a piece of bread, but the latter were so afraid of me that they had to be brought to me by force.

June 7th, 1841.
McEllister, to whom I told about my visit yesterday, regretted that I had not taken him with me and suggested that we should ride to Wannelli together today. He took with him several discarded articles of clothing for children, which he distributed among the little ones, and he had also tried to obtain some clothes for the women from Europeans in Port Lincoln, but the former had refused to comply with his wishes, several of them remarking that even though they had twenty boxes full of clothes, they still did not want to give any to the natives.

McEllister informed me that Dr. Harvey told him that he had rented his house to me too cheaply, he should have asked for at least ten shillings, as he (Dr. Harvey) did himself.

( 079 ) June 9th, 1841.
I went to Mr. McDonald's house to pick up some things that had been left behind. He was very friendly, invited me to lunch, where he was sitting down, and made me spend a very pleasant evening with him. From what I heard from Barnard, that Dr. Harvey tried to portray me in the most unfavorable light because of my refusal to stay in his house.

June 16th, 1841.
I noticed that several potato bushes had been dug up in my former garden, which was sold to Karl Gaesdon(104) and which the natives still consider to be mine. On