August 13, 1788
It has now been six months six we arrived in New South Wales. I am now allowed more freedom. I walk around the town, to see what is happening. I wonder if I run off what will happen to me. I am quite happy to stay though, I now live in the house and have a bed of my own. I was given a blanket, though it maybe thin it keeps me warm. The children have been sick so I have been helping the mother. They have a dreadful cough and the some of the indigenous people also. There has been some fighting with them. They are not happy we have the land and they do not. They do not come to the house anymore. My boss is sometimes seen with other soldiers talking about them. We have been lucky we will have rabbit for dinner tonight but no vegetables, the garden is not working too well. There is talk we may move to better land.
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