Instead of looking with eagerness to the moment of our liberation, I now dreaded the consequent necessity of moving him about in so dreadful a condition.

Mr.Browne attended him with a constancy and kindness that could not but raise him in my estimation, doing every thing which friendship or sympathy could suggest.
On the 11th about 3 p.m.I was roused by the dogs simultaneously springing up and rushing across the creek, but supposing they had seen a native dog, I did not rise; however, I soon knew by their continued barking that they had something at bay, and Mr.Piesse not long after came to inform me a solitary native was on the top of some rising ground in front of the camp.

I sent him therefore with some of the men to call off the dogs, and to bring him down to the tents.

The poor fellow had fought manfully with the dogs, and escaped injury, but had broken his waddy over one of them.

He was an emaciated and elderly man, rather low in stature, and half dead with hunger and thirst; he drank copiously of the water that was offered to him, and then ate as much as would have served me for four and twenty dinners.