Another horse, “Creamy,” sickened from the effects of the poison.  It was thought that he had not taken enough to kill him, and that the day’s rest would set him to rights.  A cow was also left bogged in the swamp.  The ground on which the party encamped was supposed at first to be dry, being on a bloodwood ridge, with six or eight inches of gravel on the surface, but the heavy rain of the previous night caused the water to run through the tents to a depth of three inches.  It was only necessary to scratch a handful of gravel off the crust to get clear running water for drinking.  A heavy rain again fell during the night, dispelling all hopes of sound travelling for the morrow.  (Camp LXIX.  Bloodwood.)

‘January’ 16.—­The absolute necessity of getting at or near their destination before the setting in of the periodical rains, stimulated the Leader to urge the party to long stages, which was not at all relished by some of the number, two of whom at starting made repeated requests to camp for another day, alleging that they could not walk any further.  To this Mr. Jardine could not listen, and being further importuned, disposed of the request summarily by packing their rifles on the horses, and telling them that they might remain or come on as they might elect.  He heard no more grumbling, and a good stage was accomplished.  The country for the first two miles was similar to that of the last two stages.  It then suddenly changed into red sandy stringy-bark ridges, with a dense under-growth of vines, zamias, and pandanus, which made the walking difficult and painful.  Several creeks were crossed, the largest of which was at ten miles from the camp, and running W. by N., and the party halted at another six miles further on, which received the name of Dalhunty Creek.  Its course was west, and it was remarkable for the palms (’Seaforthia Elegans’) growing in its bed.  All these creeks were supposed to be tributaries of the Batavia River.  The party had only to unpack the horses twice during the day, and made a capital stage, but not without paying for it, for even the Black-boys shewed signs of fatigue.  Their legs and feet, as well as those of most of the party were in a frightful state, cut in peices by the thorny vines which covered the line of march.  They were now completely out of meat, but it would have been unwise to halt to kill a beast for three reasons:  first, the weather; next, the fact that they could not pack the meat without leaving behind something to make place for it, another of their horses, Combo, having died to-day from the effects of the poison; and lastly, the urgency of getting forward whilst the weather would admit of it.  The morning had been rainy, but in the afternoon it cleared up and gave promised of a few fair days, of which it was expedient to take advantage.  In addition to the horse that died (Combo), two more of their best horses (Rocket and Creamy) were fast sinking.  It was a fearful thing to see them dwindling away day by day, without power to help or time to halt for them; but to press forward was a paramount necessity.  Distance 16 miles North. (Camp LXX.  Applegum.)