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An Account of the English Colony in New South Wales, Volume 1 eBook

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with a spear and a club, rushed upon him from among some trees.  Cole-be made a push at him with his spear, but did not touch him, while the other, Bur-ro-wan-me, struck him with his club two severe blows on the hinder part of the head.  The noise they made, if he was alseep, awaked him; and when he was struck, he was on his legs.  He was perfectly unarmed, and hung his head in silence while Cole-be and his companion talked to him.  No more blows were given, and Bennillong, who was present, wiped the blood from the wounds with some grass.  As a proof that Bur-ro-wan-nie was satisfied with the redress he had taken, we saw him afterwards walking in the town with the object of his resentment, who, on being asked, said Bur-ro-ween-nie was good; and during the whole of the day, wheresoever he was seen, there also was this poor wretch with his breast and back covered with dried blood; for, according to the constant practice of his countrymen, he had not washed it off.  In the evening I saw him with a ligature fastened very tight round his head, which certainly required something to alleviate the pain it must have endured.

In some of these contests they have been seen on the field of battle attended by a person who appeared to be the friend of both parties.  In a single combat which Mo-roo-ber-ra had with Bennillong, they were attended by Cole-be, who took a position on one side about half-way between them, armed with a spear and throwing-stick, but unprovided with a shield.  This I saw he frequently shook, and talked a great deal, but never threw it.  While in this situation he was styled Ca-bah-my.

I had long wished to be a witness of a family party, in which I hoped and expected to see them divested of that restraint which perhaps they might put on in our houses.  I was one day gratified in this wish when I little expected it.  Having strolled down to the Point named Too-bow-gu-lie, I saw the sister and the young wife of Bennillong coming round the Point in the new canoe which the husband had cut in his last excursion to Parramatta.  They had been out to procure fish, and were keeping time with their paddles, responsive to the words of a song, in which they joined with much good humour and harmony.  They were almost immediately joined by Bennillong, who had his sister’s child on his shoulders.  The canoe was hauled on shore, and what fish they had caught the women brought up.  I observed that the women seated themselves at some little distance from Bennillong, and then the group was thus disposed of—­the husband was seated on a rock, preparing to dress and eat the fish he had just received.  On the same rock lay his pretty sister War-re-weer asleep in the sun, with a new born infant in her arms; and at some little distance were seated, rather below him, his other sister and his wife, the wife opening and eating some rock-oysters, and the sister suckling her child, Kah-dier-rang, whom she had taken from Bennillong.  I cannot omit mentioning the unaffected simplicity of the wife:  immediately on her stepping out of her canoe, she gave way to the pressure of a certain necessity, without betraying any of that reserve which would have led another at least behind the adjoining bush.  She blushed not, for the cheek of Go-roo-bar-roo-bool-lo was the cheek of rude nature, and not made for blushes.  I remained with them till the whole party fell asleep.

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