On reaching the camp, Alec reported that no natives had been seen during our absence.

On inspecting the two lame horses, it appeared they were worse than ever.
We had a very sudden dry thunderstorm, which cooled the air.

Next day I sent Alec and Carmichael over to the first little five-mile creek eastwards with the two lame horses, so that we can pick them up en route to-morrow.

They reported that the horses could scarcely travel at all; I thought if I could get them to Penny's Creek I would leave them there.

This little depot camp was at length broken up, after it had existed here from 15th October to 5th November.