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Updated: May 13, 2025
The next day we continued our journey to the coast, and camped at the mouth of the Barigi River. We had intended making an expedition into the Hydrographer range of mountains, which we could see from here, and which were unexplored, but Monckton and Acland were far from well, and most of our carriers and police were down with fever, and so, greatly to my disappointment, this had to be abandoned.
These tree-houses axe built partly as look-out houses, from which the approach of the enemy is discovered, and partly as vantage points from which the natives hurl down spears at their opponents below when attacked. Resuming our journey, after a brief halt in this village, we soon came to the Barigi River again, which we crossed, camping in a small deserted village close by.
Expedition against the Doboduras We hear reports about a Web-footed Tribe Landing at the Mouth of the Musa River A Good Bag Barigi River Reached A Flight of Torres Straits Pigeons A Tropical Night Scene Brilliant Rues of Tropical Fish Arrival of Supplies Prospects of a Stiff Fight Landing of the Force Pigs Shot to Prevent them from being Cooked Alive Novelty of Firearms A Red Sunrise Beauty of the Forest Enemies' War Cry First Heard Rushing a Village Revolting Relics of Cannibal Feast Doboduras eat their Enemies Alive Method of Extracting the Brains Extensive Looting Firing at the Enemies' Scouts An Exciting Chase When in Doubt Turn to the Right Another Village Rushed Skirmishes with the Enemy Relics of Cannibalism general in the Villages Camp Formed at the Largest Village Capture of Prisoners An "Object, Lesson" Carriers ask Leave to Eat one of the Slain Arigita's Opinion Cannibal Surroundings at our Supper Expectation of a Night Attack.
At this they became alarmed and retreated to the further village, and he was unable to see any more of them. Since then I believe nothing more has been seen of these flat-footed people. We returned to our old camping ground in the Baruga village on the banks of the Barigi River, and the friendly Baruga people brought us a big supply of pigs, sago and other native food.
As we three, with our twenty-five native police and four servant boys, rowed up the Barigi River in our large government whaleboat, on our way to search for these "duck-footed" people, I could not help being struck with the very great beauty of the scene.
We camped that night just inside the mouth of the Barigi River, on the very spot where Monckton was attacked the previous year by the Baruga tribe. They had made a night attack upon him as he was encamped here with his police, and had evidently expected to take him by surprise, as they paddled quietly up.
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