It was shaded by gum-trees, and there was a cavernous clay bank on the west side of it, in which gravel stones were embedded.

Here we staid but for a short time, as it was early in the day.

We had flushed numerous pigeons as we rode along, and flights came to the water while we stopped, but were not treated with the same forbearance as the duck.

We shot two or three, and capital eating they were.

About 3, we had left the creek, as it apparently turned to the eastward, and was lost on the plain, and crossing some stony ground, passed between two little ranges.