...who had been reported by the natives as having been behaving strangely. After searching all day, he found him dead about a quarter of a mile from his own place.
8/1/33
Last night was beautifully cool after yesterday and towards daybreak I got so cold that I had to draw up a blanket.
It appears that most of the population have departed to Barrow Creek (240 miles) for the races, though there still seems to be a fair number about. I walked over to the pub after breakfast and Murch, Barry and I went for a walk round the town, which did not take very long. It was a bit bigger and a whole lot prettier than I had expected. All the Government Government buildings
(the majority) are built of cement blocks, with a large fly proof verandah all round. There is a big hall right across the middle from verandah to verandah which is used as living room and dining room. Each house has its own well, and they are relatively airy and cool.
When we had been all round the town we ran into the rest of the party at Johannsen's on the verandah with Albrecht.
