Gullies we saw, but neither creeks or water.

We continued on this line till we struck our outgoing track, and as it was again night, we encamped without water.

We had travelled in a triangle.

To-day's march was forty-three miles, and we were yet twenty-nine from the tarn--apparently the only water existing in this extraordinary and terrible region.
In one or two places to-day, passing through some of the burning scrubs and spinifex, we had noticed the fresh footprints of several natives.

Of course they saw us, but they most perseveringly shunned us, considering us probably far too low a type of animal for their society.