Earrannan à litir le Iain MacFhionghuin mu chall na cloinne aige, air a bheil Mairead NicLeòid a' toirt iomradh na litir-se, ag ràdh:-
'Oh Sandy! throwing out my two boys into the deep sea, it will never go out of my heart. The youngest died with the measles crossing the line, and the other six days after with a bowel complaint. Disease raged greatly in our ship among children. Fifty-three children died, and two women in childbed, and one sailor. We had too many on board. . .
... Now Sandy, it is no profit to me to tell you lies. That I will not. I heard at home good accounts of Australia, but I never believed it till I saw it with my own eyes... ...I think this is the richest town of its size in the world. All the go is gold, gold, gold. They do not care about a sovereign here more than you about a penny at home. And I will tell you that I am only six weeks and two days at work, and I have in my possession this night £20 sterling. How long would I be in Skye before I could gather as much! But oh! Donald Campbell, what are you doing in Roag with your strong family? But I would not advise a man with a weak family to come; but it is all for fear of the passage.
Leugh an teacs agus, an uair sin, freagair na ceistean a leanas.
Ceistean
- Cia mheud neach a chaochail air an t-slighe a dh'Astràilia?
- Carson a chaochail uimhir?
- Dè an sanas a tha e a' toirt le bhith ag ràdh ri Dòmhnall Caimbeul, "...what are you doing in Roag with your strong family?"
- Na bheachd-san dè an rud as miosa mu bhith a' dèanamh eilthireachd?