We Followed The Creek Down,
And Soon Came Again To Ironstone Ridges.
I had sent Charley forward to look for water, and, when he joined us
again, he told me that there was a water-hole, but that natives, for the
greater part gins, were encamped on it.
I could not help taking
possession of it, as there were none besides, to our knowledge; and our
bullocks and horses were fatigued by a long stage. I, therefore, rode up
to it alone; the gins had decamped, but a little urchin remained, who was
probably asleep when his mother went. He cried bitterly, as he made his
way through the high grass, probably in search for his mother. Thinking
it prudent to tie an iron ring to his neck, that his parents might see we
were peaceably inclined, I caught the little fellow, who threw his stick
at me, and defended himself most manfully when I laid hold of him. Having
dismissed him with an angry slap on his fat little posteriors, he walked
away crying, but keeping hold of the iron ring: his mother came down from
the ridge to meet him, laughing loud, and cheering with jokes.
I observed ironstone pebbles, and large pieces of a fine grained flaggy
sandstone on the first plains we crossed; the sandstone was excellent to
sharpen our knives.
CHAPTER XI
SYSTEMATIC GRASS BURNINGS OF THE NATIVES - NATIVE CARVING - AUDACITY OF THE
NATIVES OVERAWED - THE ALBERT, OR MAET SUYKER - NATIVE MODE OF MAKING SURE
OF A DEAD EMU - BULLOCK BOGGED; OBLIGED TO KILL IT - NATIVE DEVICE FOR
TAKING EMUS - BEAMES'S BROOK - THE NICHOLSON - RECONNOITRE BY NIGHT - SMITH'S
CREEK - THE MARLOW.
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