They had shown such genuine sympathy with me in my misfortune that our friendship had very materially increased; but in spite of this good feeling, I knew I could never be happy among them again.
So we started off into the unknown, with no more provision or equipment than if we were going for a stroll of a mile or so.

Yamba carried her yam-stick and basket, and I had my usual weapons--tomahawk and stiletto in my belt, and bow and arrows in my hand.

I never dreamed when we started that to strike due south would take us into the unexplored heart of the continent.

Day after day, however, we walked steadily on our course, steering in a very curious manner.

We were guided by the ant- hills, which are always built facing the east, whilst the top inclines towards the north; and we knew that the scratches made on trees by the opossums were invariably on the north side.
We often steered by the habits of insects, wasps' nests, and other curious auguries, fixing our position at night by the stars and in the daytime by our own shadows.