We had, during the afternoon, bent down to the S.W.in hopes that we should again have struck upon New Year's Creek; and, under an impression that we could not be far from it, Mr.Hume and I walked across the plain, to ascertain if it was sufficiently near to be of any service to us.

We came upon a creek, but could not decide whether it was the one for which we had been searching, or another.
Its bed was so perfectly even that it was impossible to say to what point it flowed, more especially as all remains of debris had mouldered away.

It was, however, extremely broad, and evidently, at times, held a furious torrent.

In the centre of it, at one of the angles, we discovered a pole erected, and at first thought, from the manner in which it was propped up, that some unfortunate European must have placed it there as a mark to tell of his wanderings, but we afterwards concluded that it might be some superstitious rite of the natives, in consequence of the untowardness of the season, as it seemed almost inconceivable that an European could have wandered to such a distance from the located districts in safety.
REACH A LARGE RIVER.
The creek had flooded-gum growing upon its banks, and, on places apparently subject to flood, a number of tall straight saplings were observed by us.

We returned to the camp, after a vain search for water, and were really at a loss what direction next to pursue.