We had only made a short stage as yet; but as there was a little food for the horses near the lake, I thought it more prudent to halt there than run the risk of being left without in the wretched looking country before us, The Mount Barren ranges were observed again, but the weather was cloudy, so that I could make nothing out distinctly.

In the afternoon, Wylie shot three teal, of which there were numbers on the lake.

At night, our baggage and clothes had nearly all been destroyed by fire, a spark having been carried by the wind to the tarpaulin which covered them, and which, as it had been but newly tarred, was soon in a blaze.

I was fortunate enough, however, to observe the accident in time to save our other effects.
June 25 .-- We commenced our journey early, but had not gone far before the rain began to fall, and continued until ten o'clock.

Occasionally the showers came down in perfect torrents, rendering us very cold and miserable, and giving the whole country the appearance of a large puddle.
We were literally walking in water; and by stooping down, almost any where as we went along, could have dipped a pint pot half full.