Followed it up a mile and camped on east side of a large salt lagoon, into which the brook empties.

Splendid green feed around camp, but no water.

Went with Billy to look for some, and, after going a mile and a half East, struck the Thomas River, where we met two natives, quietly disposed, who showed us the water, and, after filling our canteens, returned with us to camp.
15th (Sunday).
Shifted camp over to the Thomas River, one mile and a half, where there was plenty of water.

Rained a little during the day.

Grassy piece of country round camp--the first good feeding land seen since leaving Mount Merivale.