At about fifteen miles, just as we were ascending a sand hill, Mr.Browne caught sight of a native stealing through the brush, after whom he rode; but the black observing him, ran away.

On this Mr.
Browne called out to him, when he stopped; but the horse happening to neigh at the moment, the poor fellow took to his heels, and secreted himself so adroitly, that we could not find him.

He must, indeed, have been terribly alarmed at the uncouth sound he heard.
A short time before our adventure with the native we had seen three pelicans coming from the north.

They kept very low to the ground, and wheeled along in circles in a very remarkable manner, as if they had just risen from water; but at length they soared upwards, and flew straight for the lagoon where we had left the natives.

With the exception of these three birds, no other was to be seen in those dreary regions.