Mr. Burke, Mr. Wills, and King encamped after their unsuccessful attempt to reach Mount Hopeless and the northern settlements of South Australia, and where poor Wills died.  We found the two gunyahs situated on a sand-bank between two waterholes and about a mile from the flat where they procured nardoo seed, on which they managed to exist so long.  Poor Wills’s remains we found lying in the wurley in which he died, and where King, after his return from seeking for the natives, had buried him with sand and rushes.  We carefully collected the remains and interred them where they lay; and, not having a prayer-book, I read chapter 15 of 1 Corinthians, that we might at least feel a melancholy satisfaction in having shown the last respect to his remains.  We heaped sand over the grave, and laid branches upon it, that the natives might understand by their own tokens not to disturb the last repose of a fellow-being.  I cut the following inscription on a tree close by, to mark the spot:—­

W.J.Wills,
XLV.  YDS. 
W.N.W. 
A.H.

(W.  J. Wills, 45 yards, west-north-west.  A.H.)

The field-books, a note-book belonging to Mr. Burke, various small articles lying about, of no value in themselves, but now invested with a deep interest, from the circumstances connected with them, and some of the nardoo seed on which they had subsisted, with the small wooden trough in which it had been cleaned, I have now in my possession.

September 21st.—­Finding that it would not be prudent for King to go out for two or three days, I could no longer defer making a search for the spot where Mr. Burke died, and with such directions as King could give, I went up to the creek this morning with Messrs. Brahe, Welsh, Wheeler, and Aitkin.  We searched the creek upwards for eight miles, and at length, strange to say, found the remains of Mr. Burke lying among tall plants under a clump of box-trees, within two hundred yards of our last camp, and not thirty paces from our track.  It was still more extraordinary that three or four of the party and the two black boys had been close to the spot without noticing it.  The bones were entire, with the exception of the hands and feet; and the body had been removed from the spot where it first lay, and where the natives had placed branches over it, to about five paces’ distance.  I found the revolver which Mr. Burke held in his hand when he expired partly covered with leaves and earth, and corroded with rust.  It was loaded and capped.  We dug a grave close to the spot, and interred the remains wrapped in the union jack—­the most fitting covering in which the bones of a brave but unfortunate man could take their last rest.  On a box-tree, at the head of the grave, the following inscription is cut in a similar manner to the above:—­

R.O’H.B. 21/9/61 A.H.