boughs and branches aside to penetrate it.  We reached a hill in twenty miles, and saw at a glance that no favourable signs of obtaining water existed, for it was merely a pile of loose stones or rocks standing up above the scrubs around.  The view was desolate in the extreme; we had now come thirty miles, but we pushed on ten miles for another hill, to the south-east, and after penetrating the usual scrub, we reached its base in the dark, and camped.  In the morning I climbed the hill, but no water could be seen or procured.  This hill was rugged with broken granite boulders, scrubby with mulga and bushes, and covered with triodia to its summit.  To the south a vague and strange horizon was visible; it appeared flat, as though a plain of great extent existed there, but as the mirage played upon it, I could not make anything of it.  My old friend the high mountain loomed large and abrupt at a great distance off, and it bore 8 degrees 30’ west from here, too great a distance for us to proceed to it at once, without first getting water for our horses, as it was possible that no water might exist even in the neighbourhood of such a considerable mountain.  The horses rambled in the night; when they were found we started away for the little pass and glen where we knew water was to be got, and which was now some thirty miles away to the west-north-west.  We reached it somewhat late.  The day was hot, thermometer 98 degrees in shade, and the horses very thirsty, but they could get no water until we had dug a place for them.  Although we had reached our camping ground our day’s work was only about to commence.  We were not long in obtaining enough water for ourselves, such as it was—­thick and dirty with a nauseous flavour—­but first we had to tie the horses up, to prevent them jumping in on us.  We found to our grief that but a poor supply was to be expected, and though we had not to dig very deep, yet we had to remove an enormous quantity of sand, so as to create a sufficient surface to get water to run in, and had to dig a tank twenty feet long by six feet deep, and six feet wide at the bottom, though at the top it was much wider.  I may remark—­and what I now say applies to almost every other water I ever got by digging in all my wanderings—­that whenever we commenced to dig, a swarm of large and small red hornets immediately came around us, and, generally speaking, diamond birds (Amadina) would also come and twitter near, and when water was got, would drink in great numbers.  With regard to the hornets, though they swarmed round our heads and faces in clouds, no one was ever stung by them, nature and instinct informing them that we were their friends.  We worked and waited for two hours before one of our three horses could obtain a drink.  The water came so slowly in that it took nearly all the night before the last animal’s thirst was assuaged, as by the time the third got a drink, the first was ready to begin again, and they kept returning all through