1817. Dec. 26.
When passing Red Point, which is on the south-side of the bay, several natives were seen upon it; one of them came to the verge of the rocks that overhang the extremity of the point, and made violent gestures, but, whether they were those of friendship or hostility, could not be ascertained. Boongaree answered him in the Port Jackson language, but they were equally unintelligible to each other. The native had a spear in one hand, and either a throwing stick, or a club, in the other; both of which, with his legs widely extended, he flourished most furiously over his head. This man was quite naked, but a women near him wore a kangaroo's skin over her shoulders. Several small parties of natives were seen in the other parts of the bay, but they appear more anxious to avoid than to court a communication with us.
On anchorging in Snug Cove, I went on shore with Mr. Roe and Mr. Cunningham: Bongaree also accompanied us, clothed in a new dress, which was provided for him, of which he was not a little proud, and for some time kept it very clean.
Wood was abundant and near at hand, and the water, which is in a morass at the back of the beach, although shallow, and covered with a species of azolla, was both good and plentiful.
