The mountains being passed after a hard day's travel they entered the little village of Ceres where they outspanned for the night.

From Ceres they passed on over a level plain occasionally passing a kail or cottage.

At some places on the road the natives sold them hot coffee and cakes.

The country over which they traveled was thinly populated.

Occasionally a tramping adventurer or two would come with the wagons, all heading in the same direction.