I therefore halted, after having gone about four miles only.
About seven o'clock p.m.we were surprised by the sudden return of Joseph, from the home returning party; but, still more so at the melancholy nature of the information he had to communicate.

Mr.Poole, he said, had breathed his last at three o'clock.

This sad event necessarily put a stop to my movements, and obliged me to consider what arrangements I should now have to make.
It appeared, from Joseph's account, that Mr.Poole had not shewn any previous indications of approaching dissolution.

About a quarter before three he had risen to take some medicine, but suddenly observed to Joseph that he thought he was dying, and falling on his back, expired without a struggle.
Early on the morning of this day, and before we ourselves started, I had sent Mr.Stuart and Mr.Piesse in advance with the chainers, to carry on the chaining.

On the morning of the 17th, before I mounted my horse to accompany Mr.Browne to examine the remains of our unfortunate companion, which I determined to inter at the Depot, I sent a man to recall them.
The suddenness of Mr.Poole's death surprised both Mr.Browne and myself; but the singular fairness of his countenance left no doubt on his mind but that internal haemorrhage had been the immediate cause of that event.
On the 17th the whole party, which had so lately separated, once more assembled at the Depot.