BOOK 5.

CHAPTER 5.1.  FROM 18TH NOVEMBER, 1875, TO 10TH APRIL, 1876.

Remarks on the last expedition. 
Departure of my two officers. 
Expedition leaves Perth. 
Invited to York. 
Curiosity to see the caravan. 
Saleh and Tommy’s yarns. 
Tipperary. 
Northam. 
Newcastle again. 
A pair of watch(ful) guards. 
St. Joseph’s. 
Messrs. Clunes. 
The Benedictine monastery. 
Amusing incident. 
A new road. 
Berkshire Valley. 
Triumphal arch. 
Sandal-wood. 
Sheep poison. 
Cornamah. 
A survey party. 
Irwin House. 
Dongarra. 
An address presented. 
A French gentleman. 
Greenough Flats. 
Another address. 
Tommy’s tricks. 
Champion Bay. 
Palmer’s camp. 
A bull-camel poisoned. 
The Bowes. 
Yuin. 
A native desperado captured. 
His escape. 
Cheangwa. 
Native girls and boys. 
Depart for the interior. 
Natives follow us. 
Cooerminga. 
The Sandford. 
Moodilah. 
Barloweerie Peak. 
Pia Spring. 
Mount Murchison. 
Good pastoral country. 
Farewell to the last white man.

After having crossed the unknown central interior, and having traversed such a terrible region to accomplish that feat, it might be reasonably supposed that my labours as an explorer would cease, and that I might disband the expedition and send the members, camels, and equipment back to Adelaide by ship, especially as in my closing remarks on my last journey I said that I had accomplished the task I had undertaken, and effected the object of my expedition.  This was certainly the case, but I regarded what had been done as only the half of my mission; and I was as anxious now to complete my work as I had been to commence it, when Sir Thomas Elder started me out.  The remaining portion was no less than the completion of the line I had been compelled to leave unfinished by the untimely loss of Gibson, during my horse expedition of 1874.  My readers will remember that, having pushed out west from my depot at Fort McKellar, in the Rawlinson Range, I had sighted another line of hills, which I had called the Alfred and Marie Range, and which I had been unable to reach.  It was therefore my present wish and intention to traverse that particular region, and to connect my present explorations with my former ones with horses.  By travelling northwards until I reached the proper latitude, I might make an eastern line to the Rawlinson Range.  That Gibson’s Desert existed, well I knew; but how far west from the Rawlinson it actually extended, was the problem I now wished to solve.  As Sir Thomas Elder allowed me carte blanche, I began a fresh journey with this object.  The incidents of that journey this last book will record.