Mr.Carmichael and I ascended the range, and found it to be 900 feet from its base; but in all its gullies water there was none.

The view from the summit was just such as I have described before--an ocean of scrubs, with isolated hills or ranges appearing like islands in most directions.

Our horses had been already twenty-four hours without water.

I wanted to reach the far range to the west, but it was useless to push all the pack-horses farther into such an ocean of scrubs, as our rate of progress in them was so terribly slow.

I decided to return to the small supply I had left as a reserve, and go myself to the far range, which was yet some thirty miles away.