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Rh in our way to my lodgings, at the west end of the town, nothing escaped his observation. The church steeples—the shops—the passengers—the horses and carriages, all called forth some singular remark. Of the height of the steeples he observed, Piannah wurrie tuwittee tuwittee paucoora—Very good house, it goes up to the clouds. On noticing any singularities, decripitude, lameness, or infirmity, in a passenger, he always remarked, Kioòda tungata, or Kioòda wyeena—Good for nothing man or woman. His eye was constantly seeking articles of iron, cloathing, or food. Of some of the streets he observed, Nue nue tungata, nue nue wurrie, ittee ittee eka, ittee ittee potatoe—Plenty of men, plenty of houses, but very little fish, and very few potatoes.

I never could make Moyhanger pronounce the word England, therefore I was content to allow him to make use of Europe in its stead, which he pronounced without difficulty. Some times on our way he