Lake Torrens now faced us to the east, whilst on every side we were hemmed in by a barrier which we could never hope to pass.

Our toils and labours and privations, had all been endured to no purpose; and the only alternative left us would be to return, disappointed and baffled.
To the north and north-west the horizon was unbroken to the naked eye, but with the aid of a powerful telescope I could discover fragments of table land similar to those I had seen in the neighbourhood of the lake in that direction.

At N.8 degrees W.a very small haycock-looking hill might be seen above the level waste, probably the last of the low spurs of Flinders range to the north.

To the north-east, the view was obstructed by a high range immediately in front of us, but to the east and as far as E.13 degrees S.we saw through a break in the hills, a broad glittering belt in appearance, like the bed of a lake, but apparently dry.
The ranges seemed to continue to the eastward of Mount Serle for about fifteen miles, and then terminated abruptly in a low, level, scrubby-looking country, also about fifteen miles in extent, between the hills and the borders of the lake.

The latter appearing about twenty-five miles across, whilst beyond it was a level region without a height or elevation of any kind.
Connecting the view before me with the fact that on the 14th August, when in about lat.