landed. At first we hearkened with avidity to such accounts, but perpetual disappointments taught us to listen with caution and to believe from demonstration only.
Unabated animosity continued to prevail between the natives and us. In addition to former losses, a soldier and several convicts suddenly disappeared and were never afterwards heard of. Three convicts were also wounded and one killed by them, near Botany Bay. Similar to the vindictive spirit which Mr Cook found to exist among their countrymen at Endeavour River, they more than once attempted to set fire to combustible matter in order to annoy us.
Early on the morning of the 18th of December, word was brought that they were assembled in force near the brick-kilns, which stand but a mile from the town of Sydney. The terror of those who brought the first intelligence magnified the number to two thousand. A second messenger diminished it to four hundred. A detachment under the command of an officer was ordered to march immediately and reconnoitre them. The officer soon returned and reported that about fifty Indians had appeared at the brick-kilns; but upon the convicts, who were at work there, pointing their spades and shovels at them, in the manner of guns, they had fled into the woods.
Tired of this state of petty warfare and endless uncertainty, the governor at length determined to adopt a decisive measure by capturing some of them and retaining them by force, which we supposed would either inflame the rest to signal vengeance (in which case we should know the worst, and provide accordingly) or else it would induce an intercourse, by the report which our prisoners would make of the mildness and indulgence with which we used them. And farther, it promised to unveil the cause of their mysterious conduct, by putting us in possession of their reasons for harassing and destroying our people in the manner I have related. Boats were accordingly ordered to be got ready and every preparation made which could lead to the attainment of our object.
But as this subject deserves to be particularly detailed, I shall, notwithstanding its being just within the period of time which this chapter professes to comprise, allot it a separate place in the beginning of the next.
Nor can I close this part of my work without congratulating both the reader and the author. New matter now presents itself. A considerable part of the foregoing chapters had been related before, either by others or myself. I was however, unavoidably compelled to insert it in order to preserve unbroken that chain of detail and perspicuity of arrangement at which books professing to convey information should especially aim.
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P URSUANT to his resolution, the governor on the 31st of December sent two boats, under the command of Lieutenant Ball of the Supply and Lieutenant George Johnston of the marines, down the harbour with directions to those officers to seize and carry off some of the natives. The boats proceeded to Manly Cove, where several Indians were seen standing on the beach, who were enticed by courteous behaviour and a few presents to enter into conversation. A proper opportunity being presented, our people rushed in among them, and seized two men. The rest fled, but the cries of the captives soon brought them back, with many others, to their rescue, and so desperate were their struggles that in spite of every effort on our side, only one of them was secured; the other effected his escape. The boats put off without delay and an attack from the shore instantly commenced. They threw spears, stones, firebrands, and whatever else presented itself at the boats; nor did they retreat, agreeable to their former custom, until many muskets were fired over them.
The prisoner was now fastened by ropes to the thwarts of the boat and, when he saw himself irretrievably disparted from his countrymen, set up the most piercing and
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