I may here say that in after-times these people were
very friendly, and helped us much in our work. We visited all round the
bay, returning to South Cape.
After getting a supply of water and fuel on board, we started again,
going east round Rugged Head to Farm Bay, and well up to the head of the
bay, anchoring opposite to Naroopoo. I landed, and soon had an admiring
crowd round me. I was dressed in white, with black leather boots.
Sitting on a verandah, some, more daring than others, would come up,
touch my shirt and trousers, bite their fingers, and run away. Again and
again this was done by the bold ones, who always eyed my boots. After
consultation, one old woman mustered courage, came up, touched my
trousers, and finally my boots. She was trembling all over, but horror
of horrors, to add to her fear, lifting my foot, I pulled my boot off;
she screamed and ran, some others setting out with her, and did not stop
until quite out of sight.
After visiting several villages, and finding that the bay was thickly
populated, I went on board.
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