pervading triodia (irritans).  Some more Xanthorrhoea were seen, and several small creeks joined this from the ranges to the north.  Small sheets of water were seen in the creek as we passed along, but whether they existed before the late rains is very problematical.  The weather is evidently getting warmer.  We had been following this creek for two days; it now turned up into a confined glen in a more northerly direction.  At last its northern course was so pronounced we had to leave it, as it evidently took its rise amongst the low hills in that direction, which shut out any view of the higher ranges behind them.  Our road was now about west-north-west, over wretched, stony, barren, mallee (Eucalyptus) covered low hills or stony rises; the mallee scrub being so thick, it was difficult to drive the horses through it.  Farther on we crested the highest ground the horses had yet passed over.  From here with the glasses I fancied I saw the timber of a creek in a valley to the north-west, in which direction we now went, and struck the channel of a small dry watercourse, whose banks were lined with gum-trees.  When there is any water in its channel, its flow is to the west.  The creek joined another, in which, after following it for a mile or two, I found a small pool of water, which had evidently lain there for many months, as it was half slime, and drying up fast.  It was evident the late rains had not fallen here.

In consequence of the windings of the creeks, we travelled upon all points of the compass, but our main course was a little west of north-west.  The day was warm enough, and when we camped we felt the benefit of what shade the creek timber could afford.  Some of the small vetch, or pea-like plant, of which the horses are so fond, existed here.  To-day we saw a single quandong tree (Fusanus; one of the sandal woods, but not of commerce) in full bearing, but the fruit not yet ripe.  I also saw a pretty drooping acacia, whose leaves hung in small bunches together, giving it an elegant and pendulous appearance.  This tree grows to a height of fifty feet; and some were over a foot through in the barrel.

The flies to-day were exceedingly troublesome:  a sure sign of increasing temperature.  We saw some emus, but being continually hunted by the natives, they were too shy to allow us to get within shot of them.  Some emu steaks would come in very handy now.  Near our pool of slime a so-called native orange tree (Capparis), of a very poor and stunted habit, grew; and we allowed it to keep on growing.

The stars informed me, in the night, that I was almost under the tropic line, my latitude being 23 degrees 29’.  The horses fed well on the purple vetch, their bells melodiously tinkling in the air the whole night long.  The sound of the animals’ bells, in the night, is really musical to the explorer’s ear.  I called the creek after Mr. Carmichael; and hoping it would contain good water lower down, decided to follow it, as it trended to the west.  We found, however, in a few miles, it went considerably to the south of west, when it eventually turned up again to the north-west.