When we had travelled about fifteen miles, we turned north for three miles, and again east, through and over some ranges.

No feed and scarcely any water.

Saw a range about twenty-five miles farther east--spinifex all the way to it.

Mission being again knocked up, although carrying only a few pounds, we camped about three o'clock at a small hole of water in a gully--only large enough to serve the party one night--the first to-day that would even do that.

The last forty miles was over the most wretched country I have ever seen; not a bit of grass, and no water, except after rain; spinifex everywhere.