The horses broke down from thirst and fatigue; the pony died; the survivors crawled languidly about, "like dogs, looking to their masters only for aid." After a few days, during which no water had been obtainable, a dew fell, and Eyre collected a little moisture with a sponge, the black boys with pieces of rag.

To their inexpressible joy, some sand-hills were reached, and, after digging, a supply of water was obtained for their refreshment, and for six days the party rested by the spot to recruit their strength.

The overseer and one of the natives then went back forty-seven miles to recover the little store of provisions they had been compelled to abandon.

Two out of the three horses he took with him broke down, and with great difficulty he succeeded in rejoining Eyre.

At this time the party were 650 miles from their destination, with only three weeks' provisions, estimated on the most reduced scale.