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around to watch the doctor at work and while he
was sawing off a part of the protruding bone to reduce
the fracture, a most painful operation, the only
sound from the patient, was a low tch tch - not
a groan - I may add that after the leg was put in
splints - my father - who was quite a good amateur
carpenter - made, under the doctor's directions a
wooden frame open at one side to receive the
bandaged limb and fisherman was told on no
account to remove the frame, before the doctor's
next visit - but going to the camp next morning
to see how the patient was, my father found
him sitting up by the fire the frame thrown aside,
and Fisherman actually leaning his weight on
the broken limb - Of course he got a scolding,
but begged my father not to be "coolah" (angry)
explaining that his gin would keep a sharp
lookout and when she saw the doctor coming, "me
putem bokis longar leg drekly"- In a few weeks
the leg was well enough for Fisherman to go out
spearing fish- but as might be expected was rather
crooked and we used to tease him by saying he had
a leg like a burracan (boomerang) -