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[written in left margin] Fassifern, County of Churchhill and Ipswich, County of Stanley
, Queensland, to wit

Proceedings of a Magisterial enquiry upon view of the bodies, held by
me on the third and fourth day of January instant at the head Station
Fassifern respecting the death of the three Aboriginals then lying dead in the
adjoining Scrub and subsequently adjoined to the times and
places mentioned at the foot of the informations of several
witnesses taken before me upon oath

[signed] Henry Challinor J.P.
29th January 1861.
Ipswich.

Francis Henry Farrington being duly sworn states. I am a
carpenter performing a contract for Messrs Hardie & Weinholt of
Fassifern. I am working at the head station. I remember the twenty
fourth of december last year. About mid-day I heard several shots fired
in or about the scrub. It was opposite to where I was working and about
three hundred yards off. There were several blacks about the head station. As
soon as they heard the firing they looked very frightened and pointed towards
the scrub. One of the blacks said to me "Black Police like him come and
shoot old man like him camp". Shortly afterwards that is about twenty minutes
I saw six troopers of the Native Police and Lieut Wheeler come from the
direction of the scrub to the Hardie's house. He dismounted from his horse
and gave it to one of the Police. He had
a pistol in his hand when he dismounted. He ordered the troopers to camp
outside the fence and went into the Hardies house where I was working at the time.
I saw Mr. Wheeler give to one of the troopers a piece of paper which he took to the
storekeepers and returned with rations. I allowed a blackfellow called Nelson
and his gin "Kitty" to sleep in my hut that night as they were afraid to go camp. He said
he thought his father was killed for the Black Police had been that day shooting over
at the camp and he thought they had shot all the old black-fellows who were there.
He said there were four old fellows there. I tried to persuade him they would not
shoot them so near the head station but he would not believe me affirming that
they were shot. The next morning he wanted to beg an old blanket from me as he thought
his own would be burnt. I wanted him to go with me to the camp to look for his
blanket and see whether the blackfellows were shot, but he would no go as he was afraid
his father was shot. I went and found his blanket. I saw the camp but no blackfellows.
The spears of a great many of them were broken. And their shields also. The edge of their
tomahawks were beaten flat. And their clothes blankets and "dilleys" were all scattered
about. About two hours afterwards I returned in company with Mr Hardie
and the overseer _ Jones the Storeeeper _ a labourer called Kirkwood _ and an aboriginal