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[Page 40]

I send this Letter to shew that after the first order from my Lord Bathurst had been wantonly disobeyed and when a similar dry season to the present made me anxious to obtain an extension of Pasturage - My refusal was evaded in the same barefaced way as it is now, and the promised rain is to afford me relief. The part of country refused was never used - and the grass upon it allowed to run to waste, and when dry was burnt by the Fire of the Natives.

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