The heat during the day had been terrific, in so much that we were unable to keep our feet in the stirrups, and the horses perspired greatly, although never put out of a walk.
It was singular that we had no moisture on our skin; the reason why, perhaps, we were at that time much distressed by violent headaches.
At about a quarter of a mile below the ponds the creek spreads over an immense plain, almost as large as that of Cawndilla.

A few trees marked its course to a certain distance, but beyond them all trace of its channel was lost, nor was it possible from the centre of the plain to judge at what point its waters escaped.

The plain was surrounded by sand hills of about thirty feet in elevation, covered with low scrub.

When we started in the morning we crossed it on a west course, but saw nothing to attract our notice from the tops of the sand hills.

We then turned to the northward, and at about two miles entered a pretty, well wooded, but confined valley, in the bottom of which we once more found ourselves on the banks of the creek.