The little mare that foaled at Mount Udor, and was such an object of commiseration, has picked up wonderfully, and is now in good working condition.

I have another mare, Marzetti, soon to foal; but as she is fat, I do not anticipate having to destroy her progeny.

We did not move the camp to-day.

Numbers of bronze-winged pigeons came to drink, and we shot several of them.

The following day Mr.Carmichael and I again mounted our horses, taking with us a week's supply of rations, and started off intending to visit the high mountain seen at our last farthest point.