In fact, blackfellows all round following us.

Now we went into a little bit of scrub, and I told Mr.Kennedy to look behind always.

Sometimes he would do so, and sometimes he would not do so to look out for the blacks.

Then a good many blackfellows came behind in the scrub and threw plenty of spears, and hit Mr.Kennedy in the back first.

Mr.Kennedy said to me: 'Oh Jacky! Jacky! shoot 'em! shoot 'em!' then I pulled out my gun and fired and hit one fellow all over the face with buck-shot.