Baynton began to write, drawing on the loneliness and fear she felt while isolated in the Bush, found an ally in AG Stephens, editor of the Bulletin, and a lifelong friend in her Woollahra neighbour, suffragist Rose Scott.
My mother’s name was Ngulyi, that’s her Aborigine name… She was born on Pilbara Station, which is between Roebourne and Marble Bar and she belonged to the Yindjibarndi tribe.
I did not expect that prisoners would so mix with us as they do in every-day life, making us afraid to look or speak lest we should hurt their feelings or get them punished
by Miles Franklin. Old Kajmackalan,a Kosciusko of these regions, which a year ago felt in one of the fiercest battles of the war, already has a crown of snow, some weeks old.
I went to bed the first night filled with enthusiasm to speak Serb and learn more of such winning gentlemen.
