One day at dawn in early 1839, Frederick Taylor and a number of other armed white men rode on horseback into a sleeping camp of Aboriginal people near present-day Terang in Victoria’s western district. Most of the people encamped on the banks of Mount Emu Creek were of the Tarnbeere gundidj clan, members of the Djargurd wurrung language group.
The settlers killed about 35 of the roughly 50 people in the camp, and threw the bodies into the water.
After the massacre, a survivor by the name of Karn had begun to pull the bodies of his friends and relatives from the water when the white men returned, gave him a blanket and took him, with his wife and child, to the homestead. The camping place was called Puuroyuup, but the site has been known since that time as Murdering Gully.
Jared Kushner a bad man?
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Bad human being…
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They all are when they think nothing of lying, cheating and stealing.
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Now standard 14 minutes to the north door of the Hillside Cafe, past all the females finding that it is now time to be showing off legs.
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I am the only person in the dining room, other than staff in and outs, now that the other two left. Are WSU students so rich that they can dine out on Saturday nights? Rather squirrel up in their dorm rooms?
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Two groups came in. Talked to one about music opportunities.
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Thence to the Ensminger Pavilion for the Washington Idaho Symphony all Mozart concert followed by going home via Stadium Way.
Day 7: 204+57=261 minutes for the week; unimpressive.
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That article that is today’s post looks interesting, I want to read it. I saved the link and will read it tomorrow.
Bright, sunny day today. If I had been home instead of at Nick’s party, I might have gone out and picked up sticks. Beautiful day for that, and the ground wasn’t soggy, at least it didn’t look bad.
Alas, I didn’t get to pick sticks up. Maybe tomorrow.
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The weather remains topsy-turvy, rain, no rain, rain, no rain etc.
Suffering from lack-o-ride-itis, 😦
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