Poor Smith, as he squeezed my hand, begged me to send out a horse for him, if one could be procured, and also some tobacco; he said the only thing he dreaded was want of water.
Mr.Walker smiled and told me to look out for myself that he was not in Perth before me, and several others seemed to participate in his feeling and to regard my plan of proceeding as the height of folly.
I left with Mr.Walker's party everything that was really useful, such as the cooking saucepan and the only hatchet we had.

These were very valuable to them, for had they come into a grass-tree country they might have subsisted for a long time upon the tops of these trees, as Mr.
Elliott did upon a former occasion; for he together with two men lived upon them for fourteen days.

This very useful implement they however threw away the second day after we parted.

We also left them all the fishing-hooks.
Mr.Walker's party instantly commenced on the system of halting, and instead of moving on in the afternoon remained where they were that day for the purpose of resting themselves.
The country we travelled over for the first two miles was pretty good, being a series of grassy plains.

At this point we came to a belt of thick wood which we found exceedingly difficult to traverse.