signs and saying “ferraman, ferraman,” “white man, white man,” and pointing towards Jackey’s mountain.  We were at first doubtful whether they were disposed to be friendly or not, and afterwards seeing some children with them and one or two females, we concluded they were disposed to be friendly, and that they knew the parties at the camp.  A few lines were written to the party at the camp, stating a vessel was in the bay, and the bearer, one of the natives, would take them to it.  This was given to one of the natives in the first canoe, and Jackey, whom the natives recognised, beckoned and motioned to them to take the note to the camp.  In the meantime the Captain and I had determined as soon as the boat could be got ready, to proceed according to Jackey’s instructions to the camp.  The boat left with our party, and Jackey directed us some distance off in the wake of the canoes, there being nothing but a mangrove swamp on the shore near us.  We landed beside of a creek knee-deep in water, among some mangroves.  Here we got out of the boat, Jackey, the Captain, Barrett, and myself, Tom, the sailor, who had accompanied us before, saying he could not go, that he had a bad leg.  We were a little disappointed here, but said nothing, and proceeded, Jackey leading, myself, the Captain, and Barrett following, through a mangrove swamp, for some considerable distance, all well armed.  Getting out of the swamp we came upon a beautiful flat, and followed up a creek which Jackey said would lead up to the camp.  After getting on (keeping a good lookout) for about two miles, Jackey doubled his pace, and all at once said with great emphasis, “I see camp.”  “Well done, Jackey,” I think was exclaimed by all of us at the same moment.  Jackey, still going on at a sharp pace, stopped for a moment and said, “I not sure, I believe it is hole through tree,” and suddenly, with greater excitement than before, he exclaimed, “See two whitefellows sit down, and camp.”  We were now on one side of the creek:  down the creek we went, and up on the other side in double-quick time, and a scene presented itself.  On the side of the hill, not two hundred yards from us, were two men sitting down, looking towards us, the tent and fire immediately behind them; and on coming up to them, two of the most pitiable creatures imaginable were sitting down.  One had sufficient strength to get up; the other appeared to be like a man in the very last stage of consumption.  Alas! alas! they were the only two left of the eight, the remainder having died from starvation.  Whilst here we were considering what was best to be done, when natives in great numbers were descried watching our movements.  Jackey said, “Doctor,” calling me aside, “now I tell you exactly what to do, you see those blackfellows over there” (and in pointing to them I saw a great number, some eight hundred yards away, peeping from behind trees) “you leave him tent, everything, altogether there, and get the two whitefellows down to the boat