There was a continuous sandy beach the whole way across it, and the surf was running high, so that it was not very easy to land.
LAND ON THE COAST.
Just as we were considering about how to effect a landing we observed a number of natives on the hills and behind the beach, evidently watching our motions.

As we stood along the beach, looking for a landing-place, they followed and became more bold; they shouted and made gestures, which were certainly not like those of encouragement; but still as we pulled on, they followed, till we counted forty-nine men, but they appeared to have left their spears behind them.

Finding this, we thought it well to parley with them, when we backed in close to the shore, holding up our hands making signs of peace, and calling out in the Swan River language that we were friends and would give them bread.

I flung apiece of biscuit on the beach, and some waded into the water and threw in their fur belts and other ornaments, when we commenced a system of barter immediately.
They had no spears and few throwing sticks; nor had they with them either cloaks, or hammers, or shields, or any other weapon that we could see.
They seemed to like the bread very much, for they followed us for many miles, still making signs to land, but the surf was so high we could not venture in the face of so many of them.

At last, having passed the opening of the second river, and having come to a smooth place, I jumped out upon the beach and was soon followed by the Captain.
INTERVIEW WITH NATIVES.
They evinced a considerable deal of uneasiness at first, and looked with much jealousy at the gun as something suspicious.