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A few years ago about 1942 a nephew of mine a medical student, was staying with me & all the old Abos being dead a 1/2 caste told us of an ironbark tree about a mile down, & across the creek, from the old station homestead, that his bones had been put into.

He came with us to show us the tree but it had been burnt down & burnt up.

Many of the abo words are hard to spell with our letters, & hard for us to pronounce. Could not manage one that Yorkie tried to tell me one day. Put your mouth like this, but it was too much for me, & made me laugh, & told Yorkie that my mouth would not go like that. He did not mind my laughing at his mouth, but would not have told me anything if he thought he had been laughed at, & always kept his one eye on me when telling me anything.

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