Extract from a letter from David McConnel to his brother Fred, dated October 27th 1844.
Dear Fred,
………Mort and I found a mob of cattle, & was driving them past the scrub near the junction of the lagoons; when the cattle started & snorted & would not go on; I tried them at three places, at last they bolted back, near the scrub, & there stood a number of blacks, with their spears shipped & boomerangs ready
………Mort and I found a mob of cattle, & was driving them past the scrub near the junction of the lagoons; when the cattle started & snorted & would not go on; I tried them at three places, at last they bolted back, near the scrub, & there stood a number of blacks, with their spears shipped & boomerangs ready