From this time, she and her husband used to give me
a small quantity of nardoo both night and morning, and whenever the
tribe was about going on a fishing excursion he used to give me
notice to go with them. They also used to assist me in making a
wurley or breakwind whenever they shifted camp. I generally shot a
crow or a hawk, and gave it to them in return for these little
services. Every four or five days the tribe would surround me and
ask whether I intended going up or down the creek; at last I made
them understand that if they went up I should go up the creek, and
if they went down I should also go down; and from this time they
seemed to look upon me as one of themselves, and supplied me with
fish and nardoo regularly: they were very anxious, however, to know
where Mr. Burke lay, and one day when we were fishing in the
waterholes close by, I took them to the spot. On seeing his
remains, the whole party wept bitterly, and covered them with
bushes. After this, they were much kinder to me than before, and I
always told them that the white men would be here before two moons;
and in the evening when they came with nardoo and fish they used to
talk about the "white-fellows" coming, at the same time pointing to
the moon.
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