As it was required to chop wood for our evening fire, it could not be conveniently spared; but we promised him that if he would visit us on the following morning, it should be given to him.

Not a murmur was heard; no suspicion of our insincerity; no mention of benefits conferred; no reproach of ingratitude.

His good humour and cheerfulness were not clouded for a moment.

Punctual to our appointment, he came to us at daylight next morning and the hatchet was given to him, the only token of gratitude and respect in our power to bestow.

Neither of these men had lost his front tooth.
THE LAST EXPEDITION Which I ever undertook in the country I am describing was in July 1791, when Mr.Dawes and myself went in search of a large river which was said to exist a few miles to the southward of Rose Hill.