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LIFE OF BUCKLEY.
CHAPTER VIII.
NEWS OF ANOTHER SHIP.—LANDING OF SETTLERS.—MY REFLECTIONS.—LIBERTY OR CAPTIVITY? THAT'S THE QUESTION.—VISIT THE NEW COMERS.—RECEIVED KINDLY BY THEM.—MESSRS. WEDGE AND BATMAN.—HOPES FOR THE FUTURE.—EXPLORING EXPEDITION.—BUCKLEY'S FALLS.—RECEIVE A FREE PARDON.
"Sleep, to the homeless, thou art home,
The friendless find in thee a friend;
And well is he, where'er he roam,
Who meets thee at his journey's end."
One day when the old man just mentioned as having remained with us, was out with me gathering roots, we discovered two young natives coming through the marshes, and in our direction: each having a coloured cotton handkerchief fastened to the end of his spear. These they held up as high as they could, waving them about to and fro, for me to see—knowing me to be in that neighbourhood. It was evident they had met with civilized people; and, on coming up, it was explained that they had met with three white, and six black men,
