I might, at a word, condemn it as a useless desert.

I will, however, scarcely use so sweeping a term.

I can truly say it is dry, stony, scrubby, and barren, and this in my former remarks any one who runs can read.

I saw very few living creatures, but it is occasionally visited by its native owners, to whom I do not grudge the possession of it.

Occasionally the howls of the native dog (Canis familiaris)--or dingo as he is usually called--were heard, and their footprints in sandy places seen.