Jemmy could not understand what he said, but he thought that he meant that there were a number of armed natives about.

He was very frightened, howled the whole time we stayed, and was apparently in his dotage, hardly able to walk.
Continuing our journey, we camped at a small water-hole in some granite rocks, with good feed around them, about sixteen miles East-North-East from Depot Spring.
11th.
Started at sunrise, and steered about East-North-East over lightly-grassed country; and on our way came upon a middle-aged native with two small children.

We were within twenty yards of him before he saw us.

He appeared very frightened, and trembled from head to foot.

Jemmy could understand this native a little, and ascertained from him that he had never seen or heard anything about white men or horses being killed or having died in this vicinity.