At 2 o'clock I sent Flood with four gallons of water to the nearest bullock that had fallen.

About 11 Brock came up with the sheep all safe and well.

Flood returned at 7, with information that the bullock was dead, but night closed in without our seeing anything of Morgan, and having nothing to eat we looked out rather anxiously for him.
The water on which we rested was at some little distance from the creek, in a long narrow lagoon, but we had scarcely any shade from the intense heat of the sun, the water being muddy, thick, and full of frogs and crabs.

I have observed upon the extreme and increasing heat that prevailed at this time.

Notwithstanding this, however, the night was so bitterly cold that we were glad to put on anything to keep us warm.