Such is my statement of a plan which I deem inevitably entailed on the settlement at Port Jackson.  In sketching this outline of it let it not be objected that I suppose the reader as well acquainted with the respective names and boundaries of the country as long residence and unwearied journeying among them, have made the author.  To have subjoined perpetual explanations would have been tedious and disgusting.  Familiarity with the relative positions of a country can neither be imparted, or acquired, but by constant recurrence to geographic delineations.

On the policy of settling, with convicts only, a country at once so remote and extensive, I shall offer no remarks.  Whenever I have heard this question agitated, since my return to England, the cry of, “What can we do with them!  Where else can they be sent!” has always silenced me.

Of the soil, opinions have not differed widely.  A spot eminently fruitful has never been discovered.  That there are many spots cursed with everlasting and unconquerable sterility no one who has seen the country will deny.  At the same time I am decidedly of opinion that many large tracts of land between Rose Hill and the Hawkesbury, even now, are of a nature sufficiently favourable to produce moderate crops of whatever may be sown in them.  And provided a sufficient number of cattle* be imported to afford manure for dressing the ground, no doubt can exist that subsistence for a limited number of inhabitants may be drawn from it.  To imperfect husbandry, and dry seasons, must indubitably be attributed part of the deficiency of former years.  Hitherto all our endeavours to derive advantage from mixing the different soils have proved fruitless, though possibly only from want of skill on our side.

[In my former narrative I have particularly noticed the sudden disappearance of the cattle, which we had brought with us into the country.  Not a trace of them has ever since been observed.  Their fate is a riddle, so difficult of solution that I shall not attempt it.  Surely had they strayed inland, in some of our numerous excursions, marks of them must have been found.  It is equally impossible to believe that either the convicts or natives killed and ate them, without some sign of detection ensuing.]

The spontaneous productions of the soil will be soon recounted.  Every part of the country is a forest:  of the quality of the wood take the following instance.  The ‘Supply’ wanted wood for a mast, and more than forty of the choicest young trees were cut down before as much wood as would make it could be procured, the trees being either rotten at the heart or riven by the gum which abounds in them.  This gum runs not always in a longitudinal direction in the body of the tree, but is found in it in circles, like a scroll.  There is however, a species of light wood which is found excellent for boat building, but it is scarce and hardly ever found of large size.